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Dramatis Perfonae. 

EScaluSf Prince ofVexota. 
Paris, a young Nobleman in Love w;/j& Juliet, 
and Kinfman to the Prince. 
Mountaguc, \ Two Lords o^mtient Families^ Ene- 
Capulet, J mies to each other', 
Romeo, Son to Mpjintague. 
Mcrcutip, Kinfrnm to, the Tuince, a^d Fripid to 

Romeo. 
Benvolio, Kinfman and Friend to Romeo. 
Tybalt, Kinfman to Capi|let. ' 
Friar Lawrence. 
Friar John. 

' Balcbafar, Servant to Roqi^o. 
^agetqFa^is. ' " 

Abnin, Sennmt to Mountaguc, 
ji^othecarjt. 

Lady Mountaguc, Wife tfi Mountaguc. 

Lady Capulct, Wife to Capufct. 

Juliet, Hmghter tt Capufct, « Love witiRomeo. 

Nur/e to Juliet. 

Citizens ofVaoD^ feverM Mfn and Wtmm Re- 
lations la Capulet, buskers, Guarit, and other 
jittendoftts^ 

TheSCENEiintie leginnhg of the fifth AS, 
is in Mantua; during all the reft of the Play, 



ROMEO 



K M E 

AND 

J V L I E T. 

A C T I. S C E N E L 

S C E N E f A^ Street in Verona. 

Enter Sampibn ^wA Gregory,- with Swords and Bucklers* 

SAMVSON. 
7, a my word we'll not carry Coal;. 
■tg. No, for then wc ftiould be Colliers^ 
»». I mean, if we be in Choler, we'll draw. 
■eg. Ay, while you livcjdraw your Neck 
o'th' Collar. 
odm. I flrike quickly, being mov'd. 
Grtg. But thou art not quickly mov'd ro ftrikc. 
£tm. A Dog of the Hou(c of Mountttgue moves mf. 
Greg. To move, is to ftir; and to be valiant, is to fland: 
Therefore, if thou art radv'd, thou runn'ftaway, 

Sam. A Dog of that Houfe ftiallmove me to fland: 
I will take the Wall of any Man or Maid'of ^fl«»M^«f's. 

Greg, That (hews thee weak, Slave, fir the wesfeeft goes 
to the Wall. 
V,ot. V. B 1 ' ' S*nt: 



107 tf Romeo and ja\kt, 

S4m. Tiuf, and ihererorc Women* being the weakeft 
Veflels, are ever thruft to the Will: therefore I will pufli- 
McHutdiue'i Men from the Wall* and tbrufl- his Maids to the 
Wall. 

Grt£. The Quarrel is between out Mafleis, and us their 
Men. 

Sam. Tis all one, I will Ihew my felf i-Tyrant ; when I 
have fought with the Men, I will be civil with the Maids, 
and cut ofF their Heads. 

Orel. The Heads of the MiidsJ 

Sam* Ay, the Heads of the Maids, or their Maiden-heads, 
Xike it in what fenfe thou wilt. 

Grt^. They mud take it in fenfe that feel it. 

Sam. Me they Ihall feel while I am able to fland: 
And 'tis known I am a pretty piece of Flefh. 

Crtf. 'Tis well thbu art not Fi(h: if thou hadft, thou 
hadft been Pttr yehH, Draw thy Tool, here comes of the 
Houfe of the M»UHtagtus„ 

Emtr Abram tmd Bakhafir. 

Sam. My naked Weapon is out; quarrel, I will back thee. 

Grtg, Howi turn thy back and run? 

Sam. Feaf me not. 

Greg. No, marry : I fear ihee. 

Sam. Let us take the Law of our (ides: let them begin. 

Greg. I will frown as I pafs by, and let them take it as 
they lift. 

Sam, Kay> as they dare. I will bitb my Thumb at them, 
which is s difgrace to them, if they bear ir. 

Abr. Do you hire your Thumb at us, SirJ 

Sam. 1 do Lite my Thumb, Sir. 

Abr. Do you bite your Thumb at us, Sirf 

S^m. Ts theLawon our Hde, if I fjy ay{ 

Greg. No. 

Sam. No, Sir, I do not bite my Thtimb at you. Sir : but 
I bite my Thumb, Sir, 

Greg. Do you quarref. Sir? 
' Abr, Quarrel, Sir? no. Sir. 

Sam. If you do. Sir, I vat for you; I fprve at good i 
Man -as you. 

Ah. No berter? 

Sam. Well. Sir. 



Komeo and Juliet. ^©77 

Enttr Benvolio. 
Qrei, Saybetcer: here comes one of my Mafter'sKinraieii. 
Sdm. Yes, better. 
^hr. You Lie. 

Sam. Draw, if you be Men. Ortgory, remember thy 
waOitrg blow. [They ^hu 

BcHt Part, Fools, puc up your Swotds» you know not 
what you do. 

Enter Tybalt. 
7)*. What, art thou drawn among theft heartlcfs Hinds! 
Turn thee, Btnvalh, look upon thy Death. 

Bern. I do but keep the Peace ; put up thy Sword* 
Or manage it to part thefe Men with me. 

7)i. What draw, and talk of Peace? I hjte the word 
■As I hate Mel), all /heiMtagfies and thee: 
Have at thee. Coward. [^'i^^'* 

Enter three tr fanr Gtix*HS with Clubs. 
Oj^f Clubs, Bills, and Partiiansl flrikel beat them down, 
Down with the CafmUts, down yitfa the AtouMtaguet. 
Enttr tld Capulct in his Gnvn,dnd L&dj Capulet. 
Otf. What noile is this? Give me my long Sword, ho? 
£•(. Cap. A Crutch, a Crutch: why call you for a Sword? 
Cof. A5word, I fay: Old Monnugue is come. 
And flourilhes his Blade in fpight of me. 

Enter aid Mountague and Lady Mountague. 
MoMn. Thou Villain, Cyw/rt— — Hold roe not, let me go. 
La*Mtitn, Thou fha!t not ftir a foot to feek a Foe. 

Enter Prince with Atttndanti. 
Prim. Rebellious SubjeSs, Enemies to Peace, 

Prophaners of this Nei^hbour-ftained Steel 

Will they not hear? What ho, you Men, you Beaftr; 
That quench the Fire of your pernicious Rage, 
With purple Fountains iffuing from your Veins: 
On pain of Torture, frdm thefe bloody Handj 
Throw your miftemper'd Weapons to the ground. 
And hear the Sentence of your moved Prince. 
Three civil BtoiUi bred of an airy word, 
Bf thee, old GuinUi, and Meuntague, 
Hve thrice difturb'd the quiet of our Streets* 
And made Ferona's antient Citizens ■ .-- , 

Cift by their grave bcfeeming Ornaments, i^-oo'^k 

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207 8 Romeo and Juliet. 

To wieM old Pattifatis, in H>n^ as old, 

Cankied with Peacf> to part your Cukred^ute j 

If ever you difturb our Streets again. 

Your Lives Ihall pay the Forfeit of the Peacr. 

For this time all the rejl depart away: 

you. Citfitlett fiiall go along with ne^ 

And, MoM»t*gHe^ come you this Afternoon^ 

To know our further Pleafure in this cafe. 

To old Free>town, «ur common Judgmeot-place: 

Once more, on pain of Death, all Men depart. 

{Exeunt Prince and Capulet, &«. 

La. McMH. Who let this ancieot Quarrel pew abroach i 
Speak, Nephew, were you by when it began / 

3en. Here were the Servants of your Adveifary, ~ 
And yours, clofe Bghting, e'er I did approach; 
I drew to part them: In the inftant came 
The 6ery Tihait, with his Sword prepar*d| 
Which as he breath 'd Defiance to my Ears* 
He fwong about his Head, and cut the Winds, 
Who nothing hurt withal, kifi*d bim in Scoin; 
While we were interchanging tbrufts ind blows. 
Came more and more, and fought on part and part, 
*Till the Prince came, who parted cither pare. 

Z^. M»itn. O where is JRamet, faw you him to Dayi 
Kight glad am I, he was not at this Fray. 

Ben, Madam, an hour before the worlhipp'd Sua 
Peer'd forth the golden Window of the Eaft, 
A troubled Mind dravc me to walk abroad, 
' Where underneath the Grove of Sycamour, 
That Weftward rooteih from this City fide. 
So early walking did I fee your Son; 
Towards him I made, biit he was wue of me. 
And ftole into the Covert of the Wood ; 
I meafuring his Affedions by my own, ' 

Which then naoft foughr. where mod might not be found. 
Being one too many by my weary felf, 
Purfued my Humour, not purfuinghis. 
And gladly ftiun'd, whog'adly flvd ftom ine. 

Mom. Many a Morning hath he there been fetn 
With Tears augmenting the freJh Moriiing Dew, 
Adding to Clouds, more Clouds, with his deep fight: 
But atl fo foon as the alUcbeering Sun, Should, 



Romed and Juliet. 1079 

Should^ in the fartbeft Etfl^ begin to drav 
The DktAy C^rtjins from jimnm'i Bed, 
Away from liglrt ftcBts hoirie my heavy Sorr, 
And private in his Chimber pens himfelf. 
Shuts up his Window^ locks fair £)jy-light our. 
And mikes himfelf tn artificiri Night. 
Black and poWntbus ibuft this Humour fjrove^ 
Unlefs good CounfeJ may the Cairfe temm-fc.- 
Ben. My Noble Onclfi do you knp'w thiOafei 
Mann. I neither knaw it, nor can learn it of ihim; 
Ben. Have you importun'd him by any means? 
Mum. Both bymy felf.Mdhnny other{iiend$; 
Bui he, his own.Affiarons CbunlMlor, 
Ii to himfelf (( will not fay b6w true^ 
But to himfelf fo fetret and fo clofe, 
So far from founding and dlfcovery^ 
As is the Bi^ bit with tn envioBs WoriDt 
E'er he can fprnd his fweet Leares to the Air» 
Or dedicate his Bejtity to the fatne^ 
Could we but team from whence his Sorrows groHF^^ 
We would IS willingly give Cure, as knov. 
Enter Rottieo. 
Ben. See where he comest lb pleaftyooffipdfidt, 
I'll knbw bis Grievance, or be much dcny'd. 

Moun^ I would thou wert fo ha()py by th^ flay* 
To hear true Shrift. Corner Madam, let's awaj. \Exeunu 
Ben. Good Morrow, Coufin. 
Rem. Is the day fo young ! 
Sen. But new flruck nine. 
Rem. Ah me, (ad hours feem long. 
Was that my Father that *ent hence ft fift? 

Ben, It was : . What fadnefs lengthehs Remee^s Hours ? "^ 
Sem, Not having that, which having* triafccs them fliort. 
Ben. In Love f 
Rem, Out- ■ ■ 
Bern. Of Love? 

Rem. Out of her Favour, where I rti in Love. 
Ben. Alls, that Love fo gentle in his view, 
Should be fo tyrannous and rough in proof, 

Rtm. Alas, that E^vc, whofe view is muffled flilf. 
Should without Eyes, fee path-ways to his will : 

" B 4 ' Where 



i.o8o Romeo and Juliec 

'Where Ihall ve dine? — O mel what friy was ben?"» 

Yet tell me not, for I have beard it all: 

Here's much to dowith Hate, but more wirii Lore) 

V^by [hen, O brawling Lovef O loving Hate I 

O any thing of nothing firft create: 

O heavy Lightnefi, Cerious Vanity, 

Mifliipen Chaos of wetl-feeinlng FormSf 

Teitber of Lead, bright Smoke, cold Fire, fickHaltfai 

Still-waking Sleep, that is not what i^ is : 

This Love feel I, that feel no Love in this. 

Doft tbou Dot laugh? 

StH, No Coz, I rather weep. 

Rvm. Good Heart, at what) 

BcM. At thy good Hearth Oppreffion.' 

R»m, Why fuch is Love's Tranfgreffion^ 
Oriefs of mine own lye heavy in my Bread ; 
Which tbou wilt propagate to have it p reft 
With more of thine, this Love that thou haft fhewo 
Deth add ipore Grief to too much of mine own. 
Lcve is a fmoke made of the fume of Sighs, 
Being purg'd, a Fire fpirUing in Lovers Hyes, 
Being vext, a Sea nourilh'd with loving Tears ; 
What is it elfet a madnefs moft difcreer> 
A choal^ing Gall> and a preferving Sweet: 
Farewel, my Coz. \6nn^, , 

3e». Soft, I will go along. 
yir4 if you leave mc fo, you do ms wrong,' 

Rom. But I have left my felf, I am not here* 
This is not Romeo, he's fomc other where. 

BtK. Te)l me in fadnefs, who is that you Idvet 

Rom. Whjt, (hall I groan and tell thee{ 

Bra. Gfoan i wliy no ; but fadiy tell me, who. 

Rom. A fick Man in good fadoefs makes his will— 
O, word ill urg'd to one that is fo ill— .-^- -, . 
In fidotfs, Coufin, I do love a Woman, 

Bsn. I aim'd fj nor, when I fuppos'd you lov'd. 

Rom. A right good Marks-man, and (he's fair I love. 

Btn. A right fair mark, fair Coz, is fooneft hit. 

Fom. Well in that bit you mif, ftie'JI not be bit 
Wiih Cufi^iKiTovi ftie bath Dmu's Wie: 



Romeo and JuUet« io8t 

And In ftrong prtx^oCCluftity well arm'd; 

from Love's weak childifli Bow, (he lives unchirm'dt 

She will not flay theSiege of loving Terms, 

Kor bide th' £ncounter of aflailing Eyes, 

Kor ope her Lap to Saint-feducing Gold : 

O Oie is ricli in Beauty, only poor. 

That when (he dies, with Beauty dies her Horr. 

Be». Then ihe hath iVorn, that fhe will ftill livechaOet 

Ram. She hath, and in that fparing makes huge wafte. 
For Beauty ftarv'd with her feverity. 
Cuts Beauty off from all Pofterity. 
She is too fair, too wife ^ wifely too (mi. 
To merit Blifx -^by making me delpaii ; ( 

She bath forfwarn to lovci and in that Vow 
I>o I live dead, that live to tell it now. 

Ben. Be rul'd by me, forget to think of her. 

R»m. O teach me how I (hould forget to think* 

BtH. By giving liberty unto thine Eyes; 
Examine other Beauties. 

Rom. 'Tis the way to call hen (exqui/ite) inqueftion mat^ 
Thofe happy Masks that kifs fair Ladies Brows, 
Being bhck, put us in mind they hide the fair; 
He that is ftruckeJv blind, cannot forget 
The precious Trcafure of his Eye-Hght loft. 
Shew me a Miftrefs that is palBng f^ir; 
What doth h:r Beauty lirve, but as a Note, 
Where I may read who paft that pafling fair, 
Farewe], than canfl net teach me to forge;. 

£«»., I'll pay that doiSrine, or elfe die in debt. lExtMnu 
Enter Cip^iUtt Vzm 4nd Servant. 

Cap. MoumagHe is bound as well as I, 
In pen^lry alike; and 'tis not hard, I lhink> 
Foi Met, fn old as we to keep the Peace, 

Far. Of honoural'le recli'ning are you both. 
And pity *ris you liv'd at odds fo long : ■ 
But now, niy Lord, what fay you to my Suit! . ,-, 

Cap. But faying o'er what I have faid before! . 
My Child is yet a Stranger in the World, 
She ha[h nor fcen the change of fourteen Years, 
L i two more Summets wither in iheir Pride, 
E'er we may think her ripe to be a Bride. ' 



zo8 * Romeo and Juliet. 

Par. Younger thin ihe ire hippy Mothers made. 
Otpm And coo foonmatr'd are thofefoeirly made; 
Birth up bsth fwallowed all my hopes but ^e. 
She is the hopeful Lady of my Earth : . 
But woo her, gentle Pdrii, get her Heart, 
My wilt to ber coofent is but a part. 
And (he agree, wi[hrn her Tcope ot choice 
Lies my confenr^ and fair according Voice : 
This Night, I bold an old accuRom'd E^aAi 
Whereto I have invited many a <Siieft, 
Such IS I love, and yoii among the ftore^ 
Once more, moft Velcooie makes tny number more ; 
At my poor Ffoufe. look to behold this Night, 
Earth-treading Scars that make dark Heav'a light. 
Such comfoit as do liifly young lUen feel. 
When well-ipparcll'd ^pril on the heel 
Of limping Winter treads, even fuch delight 
Among frefh Fe/nale biids fhall yoti this Night 
Inherit at my Houfe; heir all, all fee. 
' And like her moft', whofe merit moft fhall be : 
Which one more view, oF many, mine being one. 
May ftand if) number, though in reck'mng none. 
Come, go with me. @o, Sirrah, trudge about. 
Through fair ^%»»«, find thofe Perfons out, 
\A^hofe Names are Written there, and to 'them fay. 
My Houfe and Welconae on their pleafure ftay. [£*. Cap. Par, >-■ 

Str. Find them out whofe Names are written here?i It % . 
written, that the Sbobe-maker fliould" meddle wirb his Y^rd^ 
and theTailor with his Laft, theFiflier with his Pencil, and- 
the Painter with his Nets. But I am fent to find fhofe Per- . 
fons whofe Names are writ, and can never find what Napie* ■ 
the writing Pcrfon hath here writ, (I muft to theLearnedJ 
in ^ood time. ^ 
■ . E^ttr Benvolio Mnd Romto. , 

fen. Tut Man, one Fire burns out another's burning. 
One paiii is lefTen'd by another's anguiHi ; 
Turn giddy,' and be holp by backward turning. 
One defperatc Grief cures with anothei's languifli : 
T^ke thou foihe new rnfeftion to the Eye, 
A'^d the rank Pbifei of the old will die. 



Romeo and Juliet. 2083 

Rem. Your PliouB Le^ it excellent fbr tbtt. 

Ben. For .whit, I pray thee * 

Ji«m. For your brolcen Shin. 

Seit. Why, R«mi«, art thou mad? 

Rom. Noimadtbutboundmorethanamad Mints: 
Shut up in Prilbo, fceep without my Food, 
Whipt and tormented j and Good-e'cn, good Fellow. 

Str. God gi*6ood-e'en: I pray. Sir, can you read? 

R«m. Ay, mine own Fortune m my Mifery. 

Ser. Perhaps you ha^ve iearn'd it without Book: 
But, I pray, can you read any thing you fee \ 

Rem. Ay, if I know the Letters and the Language. 

Ser. Ye fay honeftJy, reft you merry. 

Rewi. Slay Fellow, I can TCid. 

He reads the Letter.' ■ 

SIgnior Matlino, and hit Wife /fid Dah^ut : Count An- 
felm and his peAuttomSifiert; the Lady Widow o/Vitru- 
vio, ^ifwor Placentino, and hit Uvely Nieces -, MercutiooW 
hii Brother Valentine; mine Vncle Capulet, his Wife and 
Dat^httrs\ mj fdir Niece Ko^iWrx, Litia, ^wor Vtlentio, 
Mud hit Coufin Tybalt ; Lucio, dnd the lovely Helem. 

A fair Afferobly; whither flibuld they come ? 

Ser. Up. 

Rom. Whither? to Supper? 

Ser. To our Houfc, 

i#». Whofe Houfc i 

Str. My Mafler's. , 

Rom. Indeed I ihould have isbt you that before. 

Ser. Now HI tell you without asking. My Mafieris thr 
great rich C^ttlet, and if you be not of the Houfc of Metin- 
t4gius, I pray come and crufli a Cup of Wine. Reft you 
"""y* " ■ [Exit. 

Ben. At this fame ancient Feafl of OtpnlelSt 
Sups the fair Rofaline^ whom thou To loveft; 
With all the admired Beauties of VeronA : 
€0 thither, and with imattarnted Eye, 
Cooipare bet Face with fome that I fliiti fhcw, 
AjhI I will mikt thee think thy Swan a Crow.- , 

. Ronf» 



?o'S:4 Romeo andJvUct. 

.R«m. When the devout Religion of miae Eye 
Miintains Tuch Falfebood, then turn Tears to Fircj 
And thefe who often drown'd could never di^ 
Tnnrparent Hcretickj be burnt for Liars, 
One fairer than my Love! the all-feeing Sun 
Ne'er faw her Match, fince firft the World begun, 

Bfn. Tut, tut,youfaw her fair, none elfe being by. 
Her fclfpois'd with her felf in cither Eye: 
But in thofe Chryftal Scalei, let rhere be weigh'd. 
Your Ladies love againfi fome other Maid, 
That I will ftiew you, Oiining at this Feift, ,' . 

And ih«'U fliew fcant well, that now Ihews beft, ' 

Rem. I'll go along, no liich light to be Aiewn, 
But to rejoice in fplendor of mine own. 

S C E N E II. CapulctV Roufe. 

Entir Lady Capuler, and Nnrfe. 

La. Cap. Nurfe. wbere's my Daughter! call her forth 
• to me. 

Nmrje. Now by my Maiden-head, at twelve Years old, I 
bad her come; what Lamb, what Lady-bird, God forbid.*— p 
Where's this GirH vhaxtjtditt f 

Enter /uliet. 
, ynU How now, who calls J 

Nurfe. Your Mother. 

JhL Madam, I am here, what is your Willi 

La.Caf, This is the matter — Nurfe, give leave a while, 
we muft talk in Secret. Nurfe come back again. I have re- 
membred me, thouf he^r my Coiinfel: Thou knoweft my 
Daughter's of a pretty Age. 

Nurfe. Faith, lean tell her Age unto an Hour. 

La. Cap. She's not fajlrteen. 

Nurfe. I'll lay fjurt^en of my Teeth, 
And yet to my Teeth fee it fpokcn, 
1 have bucfour, (he's n6t fourteenj 
How long is it now to L»mmaS'U6.t{ 

La.Otp. A fortnight and odd Days, 

Nnrfe. Even or odd, of ill Days in the Yeai-. come L^m* 
mas-^ve at Night fliaH Ihebe fourteen. Sufan and (he. God 
icft all Chrilliin Souls, were of an Age. Welt.?*^ is with 

God, 



Romeo iW Juliet. 20 8 y 



God, flic was too good &r ffie. But is I faid, op Ldmimu' 
Eve at Kight ftiill Ihe be fourteen, that fliall ihe, marryt 
I reroember it welL 'Tis fincc the Euthquake now eleven 
Years, and ftie was wean'd. I never Aiall forget it, of all 
the Days in the Year, upon that Day; for I had then laid 
Worm-wood to my Dug, fitting in the Sun under the Dove- 

HoufeWall, my [Lord and you were then it Mantua nay, 

I do bear aBraio. But as I faid,whenit did tafte the Worm- 
wood on the Nipple of my Dug, and felt it bitter, pretty 
Fool* to fee it teachy, and fall out with the Dug< Shake, 

Quoth the Dove-houie 'twas no need 1 t^owtobid me 

trudgei and fince that time it is eleven Years, for then flie 
could fiaod alone, nay, byth' Rood Ihe could have run, and 
wadled alt about ; for even the Day before ihe broke her 
Brow, and then my Husband, God be his Soul, a was 
a iberry Man, took up the Child, y«a, quoth he» doft thou 
M upon thy Face \ thou wilt fall backward when tbou haft 
more Wit, wilt thou not, Juiiit f And by ray Holy-dam, 
the pretty Wretch leftCrying, and faid. Ay; to feenowhow 
a Jeft (hall come about, I warrant, and I Ihould live a 
thouf^Dd Years, I never ihould forget it: Wilt thou not, 
JuUetf quoth hel and pretty Fool, it ftjntcd, and faid. Ay, 

La.Caf, Enough or thli, 1 pray thee hold thy Peace. 

Nm-fi. Yes, Madam, yet I cinnoi chufe but laug^, to 
think it ihould leave crying, and ^y. Ay ; and yet I warrant 
it had upon its Brow a bump as big as a youn^ Cockrels 
Stone: A perilous knock, and it cried bitterly. Yea>qioth 
my Husband, fall'ft upon thy Face f thou wilt fall back- 
ward when thou comeft ^o Age ; wilt thou not, ynliel t 
It ftintcd, and faid. Ay. 

y^L And Hint thee too, I pray thee, Nurfe, fay f. 

Nurfe, Peace, I have done; God matk thee to his Gra^e. 
thou wall the preiiieft Babe that e'er I nutft, and I migb| 
live to fee thee married once, I have my wifh. 

/rii. Cdf. Marry, that marry is the very Theam ~ 
1 came to talk of^ tell me, Daughter 7»//>r, 
How flands your diff olition to be married! 

y»l. 'Tis an hour that I dream not o£ 

Nitrfe. An hour, were not I thine only Nurfe, t wcuM 
fay that thou hadft fuck'd Wifdom from thy Teat. 



zoSC Romeo diii/Juiict. 

La.Qy, WeU, thiiA<)t'Marrnge now; younger than you 
Here in yirana^ Ladies of Edeem, 
Are mide already Mockeis. By my count, 
I was youi Mother much upon ihefe Yetrs, 
That you are now a Maid; thus theo in brief, 
Tbc -valiant Ptiris fecks you for his Lo¥C. 

Nur/g. A Man, young Lady, Lady^ fiKh a Man, as all 
the World Why he's a Man of W.», 

LM,Cap. Ferana'i Summer hath not fuch a I^wer. 

Nmrfe, Nay he's a Flower, in faith a very Flower. 
, Li».C^, What lay you, can you love the Gentlenran? 
Tbis Ni^ you fhiall behold him at our Feafl, 
Read o'er the VoIuek of young P«r«'s Face, 
And 6nd Delight writ there with Beauty's Pen ; 
Examine every feveral Lineament, 
Aod fee how one, another leitds Content ; 
And whac obfcur'd in this fair Vohime tyes, 
Find written in the Margent of his Eyes. 
This precious Book of Love, this unbound Lover. 
To beauiifie him, only lacb a Cover. 
The Fifii lives in theSei, and 'tis much PVide 
For fair without, the fair within to hide : 
That Book in manies Eyes doth Ihare the Glory, 
That in Gold Clalps locks in the eofden Story ; 
So Aiall you (hare all that be dotn pofTefs 
By having him, making your felf no lels. 

Nmji. No lefj ! nay bigger; Women grow by Men. 

£«. Otf, Speak britHy, can you like ofP4rii love { 

JiU* riilocA Eolifce, if looking liking move. 
But no more deep will I endart mine Eye, 
Than your Coofent gives Strength to make it fly. 
Enter a Scrvttnt, 

StT. Madam, the Guefls are come, Supper ferv'd up, you 
call'd, my young Lady ask'd for, the Nurfe curll in the 
Pantry, and every thing in extremity; I ffluft hence to 
wait, I bcfecrh you follow ftraighr. \£xit, ■ 

La.Ca]>. We f)llow thee. Jutiett the Coamy ftays. 

Nitrji. Go, Girl, feck happy Nights to happy Days. 

{_ExeKnt. 



Romeo and Juliet. 2087 

Eittir Komeo, Mercutic^ Benvojto, witbfita tr fix »tter 
M*skfrtf Torch-harert, 

Rtm, What, Aall this Speech be fpoke to our ncuTe? 
Or ihall we on without Apology } 

Sen. The datf is qh% of fuch prolixity. 
We'll have do Ov/hJ bood-wink'd with a Scarf) 
Bearing a Tartar's piinied Bow of Lath* 
Scaring the (.adies tike a Crow-keeper. , 

But let them meafure us by what they will* 
Wc'ifineafure them a Meafure apd be gone. 

Ram, Give me a Torch, E ita not for this ambling. 
Being but heavy, I will bear the TJeht, 

Mtr. Nay, gentle Romeo, we muft have you danc(. 

Rom, Not X, believe me. you have dancing Shots 
With nimble Soles, I have a Sole of Lead. 
Siilakcs nc to the Groutid I cannot move. 

Mer, YoH are a Lover, borrow CftpUts \Ving5, 
And foar with them abcive a common bound. 

Rem. I am too fore impierced with his Shaft, 
To foir with his light Feathers and to. bound:. 
I cannot bound a pitch above duU Woe; 
Under Love's heavy burden do I Gnk, 

Mer. And to (ink in i.t, Ihould you burden Love» 
Too great oppreffion foi a tender thing. 

Rmt. Is Love a tender thing ! it is too rough. 
Too rude, too boifterous, it pricks tike Thorn. 

Jlftr. If Love be rough with you, be rough with Love^ 
Prick Love for pricking, and you Love beat dowa : 
Give ia« a Cafe to put my Vifage in, 
A Vifor for a Vifor; what care I 
What curtous^Bye doth quote Defonnttief. 
Here are the ffeetle-brows Ihall bluih for me. 

lira. Come knock and enter, and no fboner io* 
But every Man betake him to his Legs, 

Rfm. A Torch for me, let Wantons, light of Heart, 
Tickle the jenfclefs Rufhes with their Heels ; 
For E am proverb'd with a Grand-fire Phrafe; 
rube aCiiKJlc-lighter. and. look on, 
The Game was ne'er fo fair, and I am Done. 

Mer. Tut, Dun's the Moufe. the Conftables own vordt 
If ihou art Dun^ we'll draw thee from the Mire^ 
. ' ' - ^ ,., ■A.ooji'Or, 



10 8 S Romeo dWi^ Juliet. 

Or, faveyour Reverence, LoTf, wherein tbwi ftkkefi 
Up to tbe £vs : Come, we burD day-Iighcy ho* 

Rem, Niy* that's not f?. 

Mcr. I mean, Sir, we delay. 
We wafte our Ligh^ in vain, lights, lights, by day} 
Take our good meaning, fdt our Judgment fits 
Pive things in chat, e'er once in our fine Wits. 

X0m. And we mean well in going to this Mask ; 
But 'tis no wit to go* 

Mer. Why, may one aslt! 

fym. I dreamt a Dream to Kight. 

Mer, And fo did I. 

Uttih Wellt whit was yours! 

Mer. That Dreimer£^fcen Lie. 

JEmm. In Bed aHeep ; while they do dream things tniei' 

Mer. O then I fee Queen Mab hith been with yoa ; 
She is the Fairies Mid-wi?e, and flic comes in ihape no big* 
ger thin ao Agat-ftone on the Fore-finger of an Alderman* 
artwn with a teem of little Atomics, over Mens Nofes as 
they lye afleep : Hei Waggon Spokes made of long Spinners 
Legs} the Cover, of the Wiitgs of Gralhoppen^ her 
Trace of the /miUefl. Spider's VTeb; her Collars of the 
Moonft)ine*s watry beams; her Whip of Cricket's bon^i 
die Li(h of film ; her Waggoner a Onall griy-coated €nat« 
not half fo big as a round little Worm, prickt from the lazy 
Finger of a woman. Her Chariot is an empty Hazel- 
Nuc, made by the Joyner Squirrel or old Grub, time out 
of mind, the Fairies Coach-makers t And in this ftate fhe ' 
gallops Night by Night, through Lovers Brains ^ and then 
they dream of Love. On Countries Knees, that dream on 
Cnrfies (trait: 0*er Lawyers Fingers, who ftrait dream oo 
Fees ; O'er Ladies Lips, who ftrait on Kifliei dream,- which 
oft the angry Mib with Bliflcrs plagues, becaufe their Breaths 
with Sweet-meats tainted are. Sometimes ftie gallops 
o'er a Courtier's Nofe, and then dreams he of fmellinff 
Old a Suit : And fometimes comes Ihe with a Titb-pigs TaiV 
tickling 3 Parfon't Nofe as he lies afleep | then he dreams 
of anathfer Benefice. Sometimes ftie driveth o'er a Soldier's 
Neck, and then dreams he of cutting Foreign Throats, of 
Breaches, Ambufcadoes, Spaiiifl) Blades; of Healths five 
Fathom 4ecp> antl then tnon drums in his £in, at which 
, " , ■ he 



Romeo ;!»(/ Juliet. »oSp 

he ftirts anjwakei, and being th^u frighted^ fweirs s Prayer 
or two, and (le^ps agairi. This is that very Mib rhat plars 
tbe AJmesof Horfes in che Nighr, and bilccs the Elflocki 
in foul fluttiih Hairs, which once intar^gledi much Misfor- 
tahu bodes. 

This it the Hag. when Mjtds lye on their Backs, 
That prefTes ihcm, an3 learns them firlt cobeaft 
Making them Women of gOod Carriage: 
This is (he — 

Rtm, Peace, peace, Mmutia^ pcice; 
Thou talk'ft of nothing. 

Met, True, I tjlk of Dreams; 
Which are the Children of an idle Brain, 
Begot of nothing, but vain Phantiiie, 
Which is as thin ef fubnince as the Air, . 
And more unconftint th»n the Wind; who wooes 
Even now the frozen bofom of the North, • 
And being anger 'd, puffs away from thence, . 
Turning his fide to the Dew-dropping South. 

Jttfff. This Wind you talk of, blows us from bur felvtst 
Slipper is done, and we (hall come too late. 

Ri»m. Ifear too early j for my mind mifgives. 
Some confequEnce Hfill hinging in the Stirs, 
Shall bitterly begin his fearful date , 

With this Night's Revels, and expire the tetm 
Of a defpifed Life clos'd in my Breaft, 
By fome vile forfeit of untimely death ', 
But he that bath the Aeerage of my courfe* 
Dired my Suit: On, lufty Gentlemen. 

itn* Strike, Drum, 

Tlf; MMKib ttiomt the Stage, and ServMis ttm forth vitk 
their Nt^kjii. 

I Str. Where's Psipait, that he helps not to take away! 
Me ftiifi a Trencher! He fcrape a Trcncfaerl 

t Sfr. When good Minner* /ball lye in one OF two Men* ' 
Hands, and they unwafh'd too, 'tis a foul thing. 

I Str* Away with the Joincvftonis, remove the Court-cup- 
board, lodt to the Plate: Good ihiu, fave me a piece of 
March-pane j and as thou loveft me, let the Porter let io 

Vol. Y. C St$/di$ 



20 90 Romeo 4n<i Juliet. 

j'jit^M GriifJ0om«, and Nell, jtmhanj, and Petfood 
1 Ser. Ay, Boy, ready, 

I Ser. You are took'd for, call'd for, nk'd (or, and foaght 
for* in the ^f eat Chamber. 

1 Ser, We cannot be here and tfiere too; chearly Boys^ ■ 
Be brisk a while, and the longer liver take ill. [£x(wnrj 
Enter «// the Guefis and Ladies tt the Mt$k^t, 

< tOy. Welcome, Gentlemen; 
Ladies chat have their Toes 
Unplagu'd with Corns, will walk about with you. 
Ah me, my MiflreiTes, which of you t\\ 
Will now deny to Dance i She that makes dainty. 
She, nifwear, hath Corns; Ami come near ye now/ 
Welcome Genttemdn, I have feen the day 
That I have worn a Vifor, and could tell 
A whifpering Tale in a fair Lady's Ear, 
Such as would pleafe: 'Tis gone;, 'tis gone j 'tis gone: 
.You are all welcome, Gentlemen; come, Muiicians, play.' 

IMnfickjldys, and they Dairce, 
A Mali. Hall; give room, and foot it, Girls:- 
Mpre Light ye Knaves, and turn the TabUs up ; 
And quench the Fire, the Room is grown too hot, 
Ah, Sirrah, this unlaok'd for fport comes well : ' 
Nay, fit, nay, (it, good Coulin Ci^Mlet, 
For you and I are paft our dancing days : 
How long is't now lince laft your felf and I 
Wcrp in a Mask f • ■ . 

z Cdp. By'r Lady, thirty Years. 

t Cap. What, Man .' 'tis noc fo much, 'tis not fb much; 
'Tis fince the Nuptial of ii«ff«/«. 
Come Pentecoft, as quickly as it will. 
Some five and twenty Years, and then we Mask'd. - . 

2 Cap. 'Tis more, 'lis more, hit Son is Elder. Sir: 
His Son is Thirty. 

t Cap. Will you tell me that! 
His Son was but a Ward (wo Years ago. 

Ram. Whit Lady is that which doth enrich die Hand- 
Of yonder Knigbt I 

Sir, \ know not. Sir. , ■ 

Rem. O Cbe doth teach the Torches to hutnttfigfat; 
Her Beauty hangs upon the cheek of Nighr, 

Like 



Romeo ri«i/ Juliet 105 1 

Like 1 rich Jewel in tn t^thiop\ Eart 
Bnutj too rich for ufe* for Earth too dear I -j ' 1 
So Ihews * Snowy Dove trooping with CioiBfe . 
As yonder Lady o'er her Fellows fhowst ■ 
The Meafure done, I'll watch her place of ftand^ 
And touching hers, make bleflcd my rude Hand. 
Did my Heart love 'till Dow; forfwear tt'Sight^ . 
For I nc*er faw true Beauty 'till this Night. 

Tit. This by his Voice Aould be a AAiim^^ih 
Fetch me my Ropier, Boy; what dares the SUve- 
Come hither cover'd with an Antick Face^ > 
To fleer and fcorn at our Soleomity; , . 
Now by the ftock and honour of my Kiii,~ 
To flrike him dead, and hold it nat a fin. . ; i - . . 

C^, Why, how now, Kiofinan, 
Wherefore ^orm you fo! 
- Tit. Uocle, this is 1 Mtmttug^, Our Fofrt. . 
A Villain that is hither come in Tpight^ 
To fcoro .at our SolenuiiCy this Kighc 
' C9. Young JR»me9t is it J 
Tilf. 'Xishe, that Villain Romt: 
Oy. Content thee* gentle Coz, let him alone* 
He hears htm like a portly Gentleman : 
And to fay truth, ferona brags of him. 
To be a virtuous and weil>goyem'd Youth. 
I would not for the wealth of all the Town, . 
Here in ray Houfc do him difparagement : 
Therefore be patient, take no Note of him, 
It is my will, the which if thou refpeft. 
Shew a fair Prcfence, and put off thefe Frowor^ 
And iU befeeming femblance of a F(!aft. 

Tfb. It fits, when fuch a VitlitD is a Queft. 
I'll not endure him. 

Cafi He ftiall be tndur'd. 
What, (Soodman-boy-— I fay he &All, 60 toi uii 
Am I the Mafter here, or you / Go K>-^ a -'-^ 
You'll not endure him! God QiiSX mend myrSouV ' 
You'll make a Mutii^y among the Guefts: 
You will fet Cock<a-hoap? You'll ha the Mmi9 
7f^. Why,.Uncb, 'tis-afliaiiw, ,., A.oiv^k 
Cdi, Go to, go tOi ' '' 

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10^2, Rptneo ^and. Juliet. 



Yoq arc t fauty Bo)f — ^'i\i. fo indeed -. - .r ' . - . 

This tricic na/ chance toicitheybq; I'knbw'whar, ' 

You mufl comrary me!—— marry 'jis timCp 

Well fatd, jlty HearV* you are « ;Princox, 'gO|; 

Be quiet, or more tighr, for Ihime; " ' , 

I'll make yoa quiet.- Whit, cheeily, my Hmits. 

7ik.~ Patience perforce with wilful Cholcr mtetip^ " . ' 
Makei my FIcth' tremble in their different greeting." , 
I will withdraw ^ but this Intrufion Qial), 
Now foeming fweer, convert to bitter Gall. 

R»m, If I prophane with my un wdrthitft HindtfT* Jtl^ttt 
This holy Shrine, the gentle fin ii t)irs, '' 'f 

My Liprtwo btufliing Pilgrims ready ftard, 
Tojhiooth that rough touch with a tender Kifs. 

Jiti. Good Pi^rim, / . 

Tou do wrong your Hand too mn'ch. 
Which mannerly Devottoa (hews in tbif. 

Far Saints haVe Hindi Ehe Pilgrim's Hands do touch* , . . 

- And Plam to Palm, ii holy Palmer's Kifs. 
- Xom. Have not Saints Lips, and holy Palmers too! 

jfrni, Ay^ Pilgrim, Lips that they muft ufe in Prayer. 

Xcm. O then, dear Saint, let Lips do what Hands do. 
They pr^ (grant thou) left Faith turn to Defpair. 

JmL Saints do not ineve, . . 

Though grant for Prayers fake. 

Htm. Then move not while ray Prayers tffe& do takci 
Thus from my Lips, by thine my fin iipurg'd. [KiJJinibtrt 

.ymL Then have my Lips the fin that they have toot 

£«w. Sin fr(»o my LipsI Otrefpafiliteetly urg'd: 
Give me my fin ^gain. 

JmI. You kifs by th* Book. 

J^mr. Madam, your Mothec-craves a word with you. 

Xom. What is her Mother { 

Mtr. Marry, Batchelor, 
Her Mother is the Lady of the Houfe, 
And a good^ Lady, and a iirMe and virtuotis, 
t aurs'd her Daughwrllkat you talk withal: 
t tell you, he that caiblay kold of her, , 

Shall have the Chinb. . , ' ' . 

R«m. U fhe a CfftUet t . « 

Odeu Account I Mf Life is my FoA^^' i^oo ' 



Romeo iWi/ JuKcc. ao^j 

Bt*. Avay, begone, the Ipott is at rfiebtft.- .. 
Jlam, Ay, fo I reir, Ae more is my udreft. - >■ • 
C*/. Nay, Gfe'ntlemen. prtpare not » be gooe,' 
We have a trifling fsolifli' 'Banquet cowird»r) 
Is it e'en fo? why then,'f thank yoii atf, 
I thank you, Hoaeft Gentlemen, good Ni^it: ' 
,More IDoFcliES here — ^come on, then let's tO'&d* 
Ah, Sirrab, by my Fay it waxes lite. 
I'll Co my reft. . . [Extmiu 

yitl.CoiDehidieT, Nurfe. ^ 

Wttith yond'CcmUrtiatii ■ 

JVifT. The Son and Heir of oH TjlrtriH ■ - ^ 

yMi. What'r be' thit now is gotnp oiii-trfDow^ 
jmtr. Marry, that I think to be young Petrmrhhi ^ 
ymL What's he that. follows here, th^t would not daacet 
iVJvr. I know not. ' ' 

j^W. So ask hii Name. If be be Married^ 
My (Srave is like to be my wedding Bed. 

Xmt, His Name is Rtmetj and a Mntnuguct 
The only So/i"bf bur great Enemy. 

ykl. My Only tove fpriit^ from my only Hatel '\ 
Too early fern, unknown, and known too late; - '<-- 
Prodigious birth of Love it is to me, :,-.: .,■: 

That I muftlove a loathed Enemyi ' ... ' 

./V«r. -W^hat's this! what's «hi$f 



Jml. A Rtitme I leafn'tfeVen now 
Df one I Jait'-d 



Of one I Jait'-d-VftSid. 

' '" -•^^ [aw ftifls »;/*/», Juliet. 

Come, let's away, the Strangers all vt gone. \£stmu» 



N 



A G T II. S G E M EL 

: . Qmus, ' ■ ' 

OW old Defin dbih in bis Deadir>bed lye. 



And young AStdion gapes to be his Heir: 
That fair, f&t which Love groan'd fore, and would Alt, . 
With tender Ji^tt mitcH'd is now not fair. 
Kow K%mt9 is bi^ov^d, and loves] again, 

C J Alike 



^o94 Rqmeo and Juliec 

Alike bewitched by the chum of Loob: 

But to his Foe fuppos'd he muft complain^ 

Aiid flie fteal Love's fweet bait from f^irful Hoqlcf. 

Being held a Foe> he may not have iccels . 

,To breath fuch Vowa as Lovers ufe to fwear; 

And Aie as much in Love, her means much tefs. 

To meet her new Beloved any where : 

^t Paffion lends them Power, Time Means ipmeet, 

[Temptiiig Extremities with extream fweet. 

SCENE II. The StneP, : - ' 

Enter Romeo Mlo»t. ■ 

, Rcfff. Can I go forward when my Heart is here f ' 
Turn Ijadr, dufl Earth, and find my Center out. [Exif, 
Enter Beuvolio with MercHtio, 

Bern. Romeo t my Coufin Romeo, Romeo. 

Mer. He is wife, 
And on my Life hath ftoln him home to Bed. 

Ben. He ran this way, and leap'd this Orchard W»1I. 
Call, good MercMlio. ..■'.'. 

Mer. Nay, I'll conjure too. 
Romeo, Humours, Madman, Paffion, Lover, ' . 

ApjieartTiou in the Iikenefs,nf I figh, .',-,. 
Speak but one time, and I am Utisfied. 
Cry me but Ay me 1 couple but Love and Day, 
Speak [o my Goffip rtnKS one faii Word, 
O.-fe Nitk-nsme for ha pur-blind Son and hcfj 
Young Abraham Cupid, he that fliQt fu true, 
When King Ci!;jii««;i lov'd the' Bcggjr-riiaid.' 

He hiare^ not, he ftirreth not, he mo"th fiof, ., 

The Apris dead, and I muft conjurt him. 

I conjure thee by *o/«/(Vs bright Eyi:i, ', /' 

Byhrrhif^T Foit-Li, d,"in(f her'Scarlet Lip^ 

By h:r fi e Foot. ftitigrfLcg. and quivering Thigh, 

And tht Difmenit tbaj-j^fc^adj^ftnt lyj^,, ; , ;, 7 _.- 

That in t' y.Micrelsjtiipf^.^f^^r tp us. h . - ■. '' 

5«...Ar4-jf i»e h.af,.^b:e,, tiuiu yfiif aogpr, him.,, 

Mer. TFk cannot a.i^tcJuiR, *twopJ4 linger tim 
Tc-nifeaSfiiici'nhiiMiftiks'iCiKlei; ,'■.,.- 



Romeo and Juliet. 2,oj); 

of Ibme ftrange Kature, letting it there ftand 

'Till ftie hi4 laid it, tnd coojunt it down ; 

That weie Tome fptght. 

My Invocation is fair andhoneft, and in his Miflre&sName 

I conjure only! bat to nife up him. 

Ben. Come, he l^ath hid himfelf among thefe Treei, 
To be conforted with the humoroui Night: 
Blind is his Love, and beft befits the dark. 

Mtr. If Love be blind. Love cannot hit the Mark. 
Now wilt he fit under a Mcdlar-trce, 
And wifti hii Miftrefs ^rere that kind of Fruif, 
Vbich Maids call Medlars when they laugh alone : 
O, Rsmept that Oie were, O that Jbe were I 

An Open or, thouaPopria Pear; ' 

Rameo, good Nighr, TU to my Truckle*bed, 
This Field-bed is too cold for me to flcep : 
Come, fliall we go? 

Ben. Go then, for 'tis in vain to feek him here. 
That means not to be fouiYl. lExemtK 

SCENE III. A Garden. 

Eater Romeo. 
Rem. He jefls at Scars that never felt a Weund-. 



But foft, what Light thro'yondcr Window breakf? 
It inhc Eaft, and Jmliet is the Sun : . 

Quliet i^ptart siovt Mk fPimintf^ 
Afife, fair Sun, and kill the envious Moon, 
Who is already fick and pale with Grict 
That thou, her Maid, art far more fair than flie. 
-Be not her Maid fince Qic is envious. 
Her Yeftal Lircry is but fick and green. 
And none but Fools do wear it, caft it off: - 
It is my Lady, O it is my Love— O that (he knew fliewete I 
She fpeaks, yet (he fays nothing; whatof thati 
Her Eye dilcourfes, t will anfwer ir 
I am too bold, 'tis not tome fhe fpeaks: 
Two of tlie faireft Stars of all the Heav'n, 
Having fosae Bufinefj, do intreat her Eyes 
To twinkle in their Spheres 'till they rctiiro. r , 
What if her ^j» were there, they in hct Heid^ - ; ' 

C4 Th, 



1 o 9 £ Romeo snd Juliet. 

The brighcncfsofher check would Ai amp thole Star^ 
A( Dajr.light doth ■ Ljmp; hei' Bye in Hcav'n. 
Would through the airy Kcgion ftreaxn fo bright* 
Tbit Birds wsuldHog* and thtiik it were not N^kt : 
See how Ihe leans her Cheek npoo her Hind ( ' 
O that I were a Glo?« upon that Haod, "^ 
Thar 1 might touch that Cheelcp . ■ 

Jul. Ah me I 

Ran. She fpcaks. 
Oh fpeak again* bright Angfil. for tboi/ artf 
As glorious to this Night, bciBg o'er my Head* 
As is a wirged Meffenger from He^v'ri, 
Unto the white upturned wondrtDg £yes^ ■ - 

of Mortals, thai fall back to gaze on him. 
When he bel^tides the laiy puffing CJcHldt, 
And fails upon the Bofom uf the Air. 

JhI. O.Romee, Reau§ wherefore art tlioa XtmttP 

Deny thy FatlKC, and rtfufc thy Name: 
Or if thou wilt nor, be but Iwbrn my Love, 
And I'll no longer be a CiMlet. 

Rom. Shdl I hear more, or (hall I Tpeakat this? [-4£^> 

Jul. 'Tisbut ihy Name thit is my Encmyi 
Thou art thy felf, though not a Mtumti^iu. 
What's MsuntatHt i it it not Hand, nor Foor, 
Nor Ardt.- nor Face — »0 be foipe other Name 
Belonging to a Man. - 

What'^ in a Name \ that which we CiU a Kofr* 
By any other word w6uld fmell as Tweet. 
So Rumto wDuldi were he not Romto cali'd. 
Retain that-dear perfedion which he owes. 
Without that Title; RtmeOf dofFthy Name, 
- And for that Name, which is no part of thee. 
Take al! my fdf. ' 
' Rom, I take thee at thy Word: 
Call the hut Lovej and J11 be new bifitiz'd, 
Hencefon h I never will be Romee. 

Jul. Whit .Man art thou, 'that thus bcfcreen'd in Ntght> 
So ftumbltft on my Couhfeli 

Rem. By a Name, 
Iknow not how to tell thee who I ami 
My Name, dcir Sainr, u hateful to my ftif, t^^'^^^^^^l'- 
; - Becaufe 



Romte «,/ Juliet, ifejy 

Beciufe itiisiQ Bnemy CO ther, '■ » 

Mid r it wrinw, I would teiriht Word. 

„/t'- '^''*" •'"">«"''! ""'""k ' hundred Wcrdi 

Of thy Tougms uttering, ytf I kjow the found " ' 

Art Ihbu not Rontttt and a Mofmidfuet' 

Km,: Neither, fiirMjid; if either thie dtllite ' ' 

jfoi How cam'ft thou hither. 
Tell mej and wherefore i 
The Orcjiard Walls are high, rod hard to c;ir b 

And the pjjce Death, confldering who thou art ' 
If any of my Kmf^en find thee here. 

ifx. With Love's light Wings 
Did I o'er-perch tbefe Walls, 
For ftony Lunits cannot hold Love our, 
A»d whit Love can do, that dares Love jitempt • 
Therefore thy Kinfmen are no flop to me. 

7«;. if they do fee thee, they will murder thee 

Jl'"- Alick, there lies more peril in thine Eve' 

Than twenty of their: Swords J look thou but fwe« 

And I am proof a.gain(> their Enmity. * 

5W. J Wald not for tlie World they fiw thee here 

* jT V""'^ ^'^^'' P"'' " '"''' °>^ *■«"» their Eyej, 
And but thou love me, let them find me here- 
My Life were better ended by their Hate, ' ■ 
Than Death iWorogucd, wantinfj cf tby £ove 

>/. By whofe diieiSion found'ft thou out thij place? 

!!«.. By Love, th., firft Jid prompt me ,o enquire. 
He lent me Counft I, and I lent him Eyes: 
I am no Pilot, yet weit thou as far 
As that vaft Shore, walh'd with the fartheft Sea 
1 Oiould idventure for fiich Merchandife ' 

>/. "ouknow,il^them.sl.of Nighi is on my P.ce. ' 
Elfe would a Matden blulh bepaint my Cheek 
for that which thou haft heard me fpeik to Nitht 
Jam would I dwell on form, fain, fain, deny 
What I h.ve-fpoke_-_but firewel Complements: 
Do« thou,Lo»e{ O, I know thou wilt r,y Av 
And I will tdie thy Word—.-yet if thou fweir'lf 
rhoumiyft prove falfej it Lovers Perjuries 
They fay Jki laughs; oh gentle Jltmt, 
Ulhou doll love, pibnounce it githfully: ■ ^'""S'^ 



.2,09 8 Romeo and JulierJ 

Or if thou tliinb'ft I am too quickly von* ' 
I'll frown and be perverfe* lad lay thee oiyi 
So thou wilt wooe : But elfe not for the world. 
In truth, fiir MounttigHtt I am too fond ; 
And therefore thou may'ft think my 'Haviour light: 
But truft me, Gentleman, I'll prove more true* 
Than thole that have more Coining to be llMnge. 
I ftiould have been more ftrangei I muft confefs, - 
Butthat theu over-heird'ft. eer I VIS waMt 
My true Love's PaQton j therefore pardon me. 
And not impute this yielding to light Love* 
Which the dark Night'hath ib dircovered. 

Rom. Lady, by yonder Moon I vov, 
That tips With Silver all thefe Fruit-tree tops— ~ 

JhI. O fwear not by the Moon, th' unconftailt Moen^ 
'f hat monthly changes in her circled Orb, . 
Left that thy L-ove prove likewife variable. 

Rem. What' Ihall I fwear by ! 

JhU Do not fwear at alUJ 
Or if thOH wilr, fwear by thy gracious felf» 
Which is the God of my Idoltfty, 
And. Til believe thee. 

Ram. If my Heart's dear love-' - — 

Jul. Well, 60 not fwear— ^-although I joy ia thc^ 
I have no joy of Uiis'ContraA to Night { 
It is toorafhj toounadvis'd, too fudden^ 
Too like the Lightning vhich doth ceife to be. 
E'er one can fay, it lightens. Sweet, good Might* 
This bud of Love by Summers ripening breath, 
^lay prove a beauteous Flower when next we meet ; 
Good Night; goodNight— — as fwect Repofe and Reft, . 
Come ce thy Hearr, as that within my Breift. 

Rom.' O wilt thou leave me fo uofatisfiedj 

Jul. What fiiisfaftion canft ihou have to Night? 

Rom. Th' exchange of thy Love's faithful Vow of mine. 

JuL I gave thee mine before thou didft re^ueft it : 
And yet I would it were to give again. 

Ram. Would'ft thou withdraw it j 
For whif purpofe. Love!, 

JuL But to be frank, and give it thee again, ; 
And yet I wi(h but for the thing I have : 

My 



Romeo 4nd Juliet, io^^ 

My Bounty is ss boundlefs as the Sea, 
Uy Love as deep ; the more I give to thw* 
The more I have, for both are inhoite. ' '" 
Ibeu fome Noife withiDJ dear Love adieii. 

' [NHrft calls VfithiH.' 
Anon, goodNurre— — ^weetil/o«j>Mj;»ff be true: ' 
Say but a tittle«'l will come again. ; '[£xi>. 

Rom. O. bleOed, ble0ed Nighti I am aftaid, 
Beiog in Kigbl> all this is but a Dream, 
Too flattering fweet (d be fubftantial. . 

-1 - ' At-tHttr Jylict 4^tve* 

Jul. THieeWoxds, dai Remee, '- 
Aod good Night indeed. . 
If that thy bent of t,ove be Honourably 
Thy putpofe Marrfage* fend me word to Morrow. 
By one that I'll procure to come to thee. 
Where and what t!me thou wilt perform' the Kite, 
And alt my Fortunes at thy Foot I'll lay, , 
And follow thee, my Lord, througliout the World. 

; ^Wnbini Madam; 
I come, anon— ?— but if thou mewieft-notwell, 

1 do beefeech thee ' • [Withun Mariam. 

'By and by, I comei ■ - . ■« . 

To ceaCe thy Strife, and leave me to -ory Grief* 
To Morrow will I fend., 

£tm. So thrive my.Soul. 
■ j'jbIL, a thoufand times good Night. , [£xit. 

' Itim, A^houiand tiiBe; the worfe,to want thy light,. 
Love gets toward Lpv.e» as School-boys-from their Boc^ 
Sut Love froffiyLov^^ towards School with heavy Looks. 
■ - ■! Mpter Juliet ngaint - ■ 

Jul.. Hift I "^oweo, hift I O for a falknet's Voice, , ■ 

To lure this Tiffel gently back again— — '" . ' 

Bondage is hoarfe and may not fpeak )lQud> 
Elfc would .1. tear rfje Cave where £ccbo lyes. 

And make her air^ Tongue more hoarfe Then with 

The repetition ottaj '^atneo- 

Ram. It is my Soul that calls upoji my-'Name. 
How filver-fweet {gunjl Lovers To;igue5, by. Night,' ■ - ' ■' 
Like ibiteftMufick taaiicndingEarf. -- 



1100 Roitico and Juliet* ' • -o ^ 

Jul, RtKui, ; a i V 

fym. My Sweet. ' 

Jul. What I CI«k to Morrov 
SbalL 1 fend to theei . r 

Sam. By the hour of Nine, , ^ 

J/it. I vill not fait, 'tit twenty Yeirs 'till theo; 
I have forgot why. I dici call thee back* 

Hem. Let me ftafld here 'till thou remember it* . . ', 

Jkl. I fhall forget, to have thee flill fUod there. 
RemembriofE how I love thy Compasy. 

Rum. And rU ftill ftay to have thee ftill £H-gec. . 
Forgetting any other Name biii thii. 

Jfit. ' Tis almoll Morning, T would have fhee goa& 
And yet no. further than a wanton's, Bird, 
That lets it hop a Jittle from his Hand, 
Liki a poor Piifoaer to his twilled <Syve^ '., 
Arid with a liiken thread plucks it again* . , . . ^ 
So loving'jcilous of his Liberty. 
- Rem. I would I were thy Binf. 

jf«/. Sweet, fo. would I, 
Yet I Ihould kill thee with much cheriOiing: 
Good Night, good Night. . , 

R»m, Parting is fuch fveet Sorrow^ 
Thn I fhall fay Good Night 'till it be Morrow; ■ 

yiU. Sleep dvell upon diioe Eyes, pcacein thy Brcalt, ' ' 
Would I were Sleqj and Peace, fo ftveet; to Reft. {_E^. 
Rom, Thegray-ey'd Morn fmiteson the frowning-Nigb^ 
Check'ring the Eaftern Clouds with ftreaks of Ligbt* t ' 
And DirkncTs fl;ckell'd like a Drunkard reelf. 
From forrh Days parh-way, made by. 75Mf>'4 V^hKb» , 
Hence willJ to my Ghoftiy f riar'SfcIofe Cfll," „ . . , , . , , 
His help to crave, and my dear hap to tell., r^j" ££xiif. 

SCENE IV. AMmaJlety. 

Enter iViir Lawrence, vfitk m t»tkp. 
Fri, Now e'er the Supadvance his burning ELyeJ 
The Day- to. chear, and Night's dank Dew to dry, 
I muft i^-fill thJs.Qfier Cageof oiw. - 
With baleful Weeds, and precious juiced Flowers. 

r ~ The 



Komeo tffli Joliec. iioi 

nw Suth thif! NKore'tMothw, is her Tomb* 
What 1! her bniying Gravt, that is her Wombj 
And from lier Womb Children of divers kind 
we fucking on her nitural Bofom find: 
Many for many Viitwes Eicellent, 
None bur for lome, and yet all different. 

micklcB tie powerfirf Grace, that lies 

hi Plants, Herbs, Stones, and theirtrue Qualtttes : 
For nought foivile,^ that orl the Earth doth li»e. 
But to tBe fiarlh fome fpecial good dolh gi^fe. 
Nor ought fo good, hot llrain'd from that fait life, • 
Revolts from true Birth, flumbling on abufe; — 
Virtue it ftlt tuini Vice, being mifapplied. 
And Vice fometidie by ASion digniSed, 

Emer Romeo. 
Within the infcnt Rind o( this veak Hower, 
Poifon bath refidence, and Medicine Pnver i 
For this being fmelt, with that partchears each pan; 
Being tafled, fliys all Senfes, with the Heart. 
T»o !uch oppofed Kinds encamp them ftill, ■ 
In Man, as well as Herbs, Grace aiid rude Willi . ' 

And where the wt^rfer is predominant. 
Full ibon the Canker Death cats up that Plant 

^Djw. Good morrow; Father, 

FrI. Sincdltl/l, . 
WlB»»Hly Toojue To rweet fatutes mine Earl 
Young Son,iit Jtgiies a dillemper'd Head, 
Sd^otsoito bid goed morrow to thy Bed; 
Care keeps his *atch in every old Man's Eye, 
And where Cite lodgeth. Sleep will never lye; - 
But where unbrllifeS Youth, with unftuft Brain," 
Doth couch his Limbs, there golden Sleep doth raign j 
Thftefore. thy eafliners doth me allUre, 
Thou art up-rouz'd with fome DiRcmpcrature; 
Or .if not fp, then hfre I hit it right. 
Our Xethn hath not been in Bed to Night. 

.£ew. That laft is tru^ the Tweeter Rell was mine; 

Fru GodpardonSin; waft thou with Rtfatitut 

Rom. With Rof^Iintt tay Ghbftly Father! No. 

1 have forgot 'that Name, and that Name's Woe. 

Fri. Xhu> my goodSoui but wliitehaftilxxtbeeil thent 



loi Itethed anJJvsikt 



Rem, VllteW'tHtt e'et thou iik it cde'a^ua; 
I have beenfeaftiag with mine .Enemy, . I. 

Where on a fuddfen one hith wounded me^^ ... 
That's by me wounded';' both our Remedies 
Within thy help and holy PtiyGck lies; 
I bear no hatred, Blefled Mm, for-lo' "..,'' 
My incerccffion likewise fteads my I^oe. , ,. ^ _ 

^ Fri. Be plain, good Son, reft homely tn tljy driit^ 
Ridling confeffion Suds but ridiihg. thrift, . . 

t Ram. Then plainly Know my Heart's deaiLove is fet 
On the flir Daughter of rich C^Jrt; 
As mine on hers, fo hen is fet on mine ; 
And all combin'd, five what thou mull combine 
By holy Marriage^ when, and where, and how. 
We met, wc woo'd, and made exchai^e of yow» . 
I'll tell thee as we pafs, but this! pny. 
That thou confent to marry us to. Day. ",■ .. ,' . 

Fri. l^olySiint Fnaiicu, what a Change IS; here J 
Is RofaUntf that tijo'u didft love fodear, , ^ 

So foon forfiken^ young' Mens Love then ly<s 
Not tiuly in their Hearts, but in their Eyes. . 
^tfn Maria, what a deal af Brine f 

Hath walht thy fallow Cheeks fot Sojalinef 
How much fait Water thrown away in'wafte. 
To feafon Love, that of |t dotb not taftej ". ' ■- 

The SuD not yet "thy Sighs from Heav'ii, clear J, 
Thy old Groins J-et ring jn my ancient Ears; 
1.0 here upon thy CheeiE'lhe Stain doth fit, 'j 

Of an old Tear that is' not waiht off yet. 
If e'er thou waft thy fe]f,.and thefe Wqes thioe,. . .^ " 
Thou and thefe Wof s were all for ke/kli/te., '. .'. „ , " 
Andartthouchang'drPronbunce thisSentencctheniJ [ 
Women may fall, wheti there's no Strength in Men. .- . , 

£om. Thou chidd'fi me oft for loving .So/i/«»#, .\ 

Fri. For doting, not for loving. Pupil oiine.' 

Xom. And bad'ft me bury Love. 

Fri* Not in a Grave, 
To lay one in, another out to have* ,- 

R»m. I pray thee chide me nor, bei I love now 
Poth Gra^efor Sface, and Love foi Love allow; . 

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Romeo and Juliets 1 1 o ^ 

The other did not foi 

fr/. Oh ihe knew well, ■ 
Thy Lo«e did read by Rote, that could notfpcll; 
But come young W»verer, come go with me. 
In one rerp«d I'll thy Affiftant bei 
For [his Alliance imy fo happy prove. 
To turn your Hou/h old-rancour to pure Love. 

Rtm, O let us hience, I ftand on fudden.hafte. 

Fri. Wilcly and flow, they ftumbic that run faft.' 

/^ SCENE V. The Street. 

Enter Benvolio aud Mcrcntio. 

Mer. Where the Devil fliould this JRtmt* be ? came he 
oot home to Night! 

Beit. Not to his Fathet'Sj I fpoke with his Man. 

Mer. Why that fame pale hard-hearted Wench* that 
hftliae, torments him fo. that he will fure run mad^ 

Bea. Tyialt, the Kinfman to cAd Capulet, hath fent a Let* 
ter to his Father's Houfe, 

Afer. A Challenge on my Life. 

Sex. Rmu* will anfwer it. 

Mer. Any Man that can write, may anfwer a Letter. 

S««. Nay be will anfwer the Letter's Mafler how he dares, 
being dared. 

Mer. Alas poor Remeot he is already dead, (labb'd with 
a white Wench's black Eye, run through the Ear with a 
Lo^e-fong, the very Pin of hij Heart cleft with the blind 
Bow-boy's but-ihaft; and is he a Man to Encounter 7/. 
Utf 

Bia. Why, what is TykaU t 

Mer, More than Prince of Cats. Oh he's the Couragi- 
ous CapeaitH of Compliments ; he 6ght^ as you fing pride-. 
Ibags, keeps timci diflmce, and proportion j he refls his' 
ininum, one, two, and the third in your Bofom; the very 
Butcher of a liik Button, a Duellift, a Duellifl; a (Sentle- 
man of the very .6rft Houfe of the firft and fecond Caufe ; 
Ah the immoral PalTado, the Punto teverfo, the Hay—- . 

BtH. The what? 

Mir. TheTox of fuch antique lifping afitfting Phantafies^ 
ihefc new turhcn ^Accent Jefa, a very good b]ade,i— 



2104 Romeo rf»i/Jdiet* ' 

• very tall Mm— a very good Whore. — Why is not this ■ 

lamentable thing, Grindnrei that we ihould be thus ifflided 
. vith thefe ilrange Flies, thefe Pafhion-moogeni ihefc par- 
dotvme's, who ftand fo much on the new Form, that cney 
cannot fit at eafe on the old Bench. O their Bones, th^r 
Bones. » 

Enttr KomOi. 
hoh, Here come» Rame»t here comes Rtmeo. 
Mtr. Without his Roe, like a dried Herring. O Flefl), 
neAi> how arc thou fifhiftedi Now is he for the Numbers 
that ^ffriirrib flawed in; htturA to his Lady was a Kitchen- 
wench; marry Ihe had a better love to berime her: Did» 
1 Dowdy, Ckopatra i GipGe, Helen zaA Hert Hildtngt and 
Harlots : Thishj a gray Eye or fo, bat not to the Purpofe. 
Signior Ramte, BoMJamr, there's a French Salutation to your 
frtMh flop ; yoii gave us-the Counterfeit fairly Ufl Nighr. 
. Rtm. 6ood morrow to yotHiothj what Counterfeit did 
I give you J 

Mer, The flip Sir, the flip; can you not conceive? 
Rem. Pardon Mtrcittht my Bufinefs was great, and Ja 
liich a Cafe as mine, a Man may ftrain Cuttfie. /■ ■ 

Mtr. That's as much as to fay, fuch a cafe as youn coik 
ftrains a Man to bow in the Ham;. 
Rjm, Meaning to Curtfle. 
Mer. Thou haft moft kindly hit it. 
Ram. A moft courteous Ezpofltion. 
Mer. Nay, I am the very Pink of Couctefie. 
' Ram'. Pit* for Flower. 
Mer. Right. . 
Rom, Why then is my Pump well flower*d. 

Mer. Sure Wit follow me this Jefl, nov» till thwi 

haft worn out thy Pump, that when the fiogle fok of it is ' 
worn, the Jeft may remain aftet the wtaring. fole*fingu- 
lir. 

Rom. O Gngle-fol'd Jeft. 
Solely fingular, for the linglenefs. 

Mer. Come between us good Binv^v, ny Wit fiintsj 
Rom, Swits and Spurs, 
Swits and Spurs, or I'll cry a Match. 

Mtr. Nay, if our Wits ran the Wild-gode Oiafe, I am 

done: For thou haft more of the VfiX^^K^tmoae of 

' ' ' '^ thy 



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Romeo and Juliet. 1 1 o/ 

■riiT WttSi than I im fure I have in my whole 6ve. Wai I 
witii you there for the Gocfe? 

■liim. Thou \rift never with me for any thing, when 
■im wjft not there for the (Soofe / 

AiiT* I will bite thee by the £at for that Jeft. 

Rim. Nay* good Goofe bice not. 

Mtr. Thy Wit is a very bitter Sweeting, 
It i) a moft Iharp Sawce. 

Rm. And is it not well-ferv'd in to a Tweet @oofe! 

JUtr. O here's a Wit ofCheverel, that ftrctchei ftom uf 
Itich narrow, to an Ell broad. 

Xtm. I ftretch it out for that word broad« which added 
n the Gctcife. |>roves thee ftr and wide, a broid Goofe. 

Mtr. Why is not this better, than grganing for LoveS 
Now thou art fociable ; now art thou Hornet ; now art 
tboi whit thou art, by Art, as well 41 by Nature; for this 
drivctiag Love is like a great Natural, that tuns lolling up 
aod down to hide his Bauble in a Hole. | 

Sr«. Stop there, Hop there. 

Mtr. Thou defireftmeto ftopin myTaleagainfttheHair.' 

Sen, Thou wouldft elfe Have made thy Tale large. 

Mff. O thou art deceiv'd, [ would have made it Ihort^' 
for I WIS come to the whole depth of my Tale, and meant 
indeed to occupy the Argument no longer. 
Enter Nurfe And her AkdH, 

Rem. Here's goodly gear: 
A ftyle, a fayle. 

Mer, Two, two, a Shirt and a Smock. 

AV. Peter. , 

Ptt. Anon. 

ifttr. My Fan, Peter. 

Mtr. Good fettr^ to hide her Ftcc; 
For her Fan's the fiirer Pace. 

iBw. God yc good morrow. Gentlemen^ 

Mtr, God ye good-den fair Gentle woman, 

Nnr. Is it good-den J 

Mer. 'Tis no lefs I tell you ; fnr the bawdy Hind of the 
Dyil is now upon the prictc of Noon. 

Nnr. Out upon you; what a Man areyouj 

Rem. One, Gen-lcwotnan, 
That God hath nude, himfclf to mar; 1 , . :,Cooi;' 

Voi. V, D ^*r. 



tio£ Romeo (j»i Juliet. 

Niff. Bjr my. troth it is fad : for himfelf to iDir, quotlia t 
• Qeotiemen, can any of you tell me where I n^ay find the 
young Xomee ? 

Hem, I can tell you ; But young Romet will be older 
when you have found him, than he was when you fought 
him : I am the youngeft of that Namei for fault of a wor(e. 

JVJw-. You fay well. 

Mer, Yea, is the worfi well! 
yery veil took, I'faith, wifclyj wifely. 

Nitr, If you be he, Sir> 
I defTre fome Confidence with you. 

Bca. She will invite him to f*me Suffer.' 

Mer. A ^aud, a Baud, a Baud. So ho. 

Jienf. Wh^t haft thou found / 

Mer. No Hare', Sir. unlefs a Hare Sir, in a Lenten Pye; that 
is fomething Scale and Hoar e'er it be fpenL 
An old Hare hoar, and an ol4 Hare hoar,' is very good Meat 

in Lent, 
But a Hare that is hoar, is too much for a Score, when it 

beats e'-er. it be fpent. 
RemeOf will you come to your Father's ! ^e'W to Dinner 
thither, 

£i>m. I will follow you. 

Ader, Farewel, ancient Lady: 
Farewel Lady, Lady, Lady. [£x. Mercutio, Benvolio. 

Mfr. I priy you. Sir, what f-iucy Merchant waf this that 
was fo full of his Roguery t 

Rom. A Gentleman, Nutfe. that loves to hear himfelf 
talk, and wilt fpeak more in a Minute, than ht will ftand to 
in a Month. 

jVw. And a fpeak any thing againft me, I'll take him dst?n, ' 
and a were luftier than he iSj and twenty fuch Jacks: And 
if I cannor, Til find thofetiitt fhill. Scurvy Knave> I ao) 
none of his Ftirt-gils; I am none of his Skains-mates. ^nd 
thou muft ftand by too, and fuffer every Knave to ufe me 
It bis pleafure. [To her Man, 

P4t. -I faw no Man ufe you at his PJeafuret If I had, my 
Weapon Ihould quickly have been out, I warrant you. I , 
dare draw as Toon as another Mm, if I fee occ^Gon in a good 
Qiurrel* and the Lav on my fide. 



AW. J 



Romeo and Juliet. 1107 

Nur, Kow afore God, I am (b vext^ that every part a- 

bout me quivers Scijrvy Knave I P_ray you, Sit, a Word : 

And as I cold you, my young Lady bid me enquire you 
out; what ihe bid me fay, I will keep to my Telf: Biq; firft 
let me tell ye,' if ye ihould lead her into Fooi's Ptradife. a; 
tbey fay, it were a very grofs kind of Behaviour, as they f^y, 
for the Gentlewoman is young ; and therefore if you Ihould 
deal double with her, truly it were an ill thing to be offered 
to any @en(lewomia, and very weak dealing. 

Ram. Commend me to thy Lady and MiArefs, I proteil 
UDtD thee 

N»r. Good Heart, and Tfaith I will tell her as much: 
Lord, Lord, flie will be a ^yful Woman. 

Rem, What wilt thou tell her, Nurfe! TEou doft not 
nurkmei 

Nmr. I will tell her. Sir, that you do proteA , which, is I 
take it, is a Gentleman- like offer. 

Ram, Bid her devife fame means to come to Sfarilt. this afr 
And there fhe Ihall it Friar lMvr«nce'% Cell, (cernoon; 

Be Ihriv'd and married: Here is for thy paias. 

Nmr. No, truly Sir« not a Penny. 

R»m. <So to, I fay you fliall. 

Nut. This Afcetnoon, Sir{ Well, Ibe Ihall be there; 

Rom, And ftay thou, goodNurfe, behind the Abby-wal^ 
Withio this Hour my Mm JbaU be lyith thee. 
And bring thee Coeds made like a tackled Stair, 
Which to ttic high top-gallant of my Joy, 
Muft be my Convoy in the fecret Night. 
FarewcJ, b# tru0y, and I'll quit thy Pains : 
Farewell commend me to thy Miftrefs. 

Nur. Nqw God in Hcav'n bicfs thee: Hark you. Sir. 

Ram. Whit fiy'ft thou, ray dear Nurfe? 

AWr. Is your Man fecretJ Old you ne'er hear fay. 
Two iqay keep Counfel, putting one away i 

Rtm. I v^rrint thee my Man's as true as Steel. 

Nttr. Well,§ir, my Miftrefs is the fweeteftLady; Lord, 
Lord, when 'twas a tittle prating thing— ^O, there is ^ No- 
ble Man io Town, one Paris, that would fain lay Knife a- 
board; but flie, good Stwi, had as live feei Toad, a very 
Toad, as fee him: I anger her romettmes, and Cell her that 
fmt is the piopcrer Man; but I'U warruc you, when I far 

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iio8 Romeo and JaWcz. 

fj> (he looks as pale as any Clout tn the verfil World. Doth 
' not Rofcmary and R«me» begin both with a Letter? 

Rom. Ay Nurfc, what of that? Both with ta R. 

Nur, Ah mocker I that's the Dog's name. R, is for the no, 
I know it begins with no other Letter, and the hath the 
prettied fententiniis of ir.ofyouand Ro(cmiry, that it would 
do you good to hear it, 

Rom. Commend me to thy Lady.— [^Exit Remit, 

Nnr. A thouftnd limes. Pettrf 

Pet. Anon, 

Nitr. Before, and apace. {Extmatl 

SCENE VI, CapulctV Houfe. 

Enter Juliet. 

Jul. The Clock ftruck Nine, whca I did fend the Nnrfet 
In half an Hour ftie promifed to return. 

Perchance ihe cannot meet him That's not fo. 

Oh ihe is Lame: Love's Heralds ftiould be Theughts* 
Which ten times falter glides thin the Sun-beams, 
Driving back Shadows over lowring Hills. 
Therefore do nimble Pinioned Doves draw Love, 
And therefore hath the Wind-fwift Cmpid Wingi. 
Now is the Sun upon the highinoft Hill 
Of this day's joutney, and from nine 'till twelve—— 

Ay three long Hours and yet ftie is not come; 

Had fhe AffeiSions and warm Youthful Blood, 
She'd be as fwift in motion as a Ball, 
My Words would bindy her to my fweet Love, 
And his tn ire; 

But old Folks, many feign as they were Dead, . 
Uaweildy, ilow, heavy and pale as Lead. 
Enter Nurfe. 
. O God, flie comes. O honey Nurfe, what News i 
Haft thou met with hin\! Send thy Man away. 

Nur. Peter^ ftay at the Gate. 

Jul. Now good fweet Nurfe- • 
O L-^rd, why look'ft thou fadi 
Tho' News be fad, yet tell them merrily, 
If good, thou fliam'ft the Mufick of fweet News, 
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Nnr. I am I weiry, give me leave a while} 
Fy, how my Bones ake, what a Jaunt have I had? 

JhI. I would thou hjdft my Bones, and I thy Newst 
Nay conw, I pray ihee ff»tak Good NurJc fpeak. 

Nnr, Jifif I wh»t haftei can you not ftay a while? 
Do y»u not fee how I am out of Breath I 

JuL How ait thou out of Breath, when thou haft Breath 
To fay to me, that thou art out of Breath i 
The Excufe that thou doft make in this delay> 
Is longer than the Tale thou doft excufe. 
Is thy News good or bad! Anfwer to that, 
Siy either, and I'll ftay the Circumftince: 
Let me be fatisfied, is't good or bad? 

Nur. Well, you have made a fimple Choice; you know 
sot how to chufe a Man: Rtmt? no not be, though his Face 
he better than any Man's, yet his Legs excel all Mens, and 
for a Hand and a Foot, and a Baw-dy, tho' they be not to 
be talk'd on, y^t they are paft compare. He is not the Flow- 
er of Courtefie, but I warrant him as gentle a Lamb— -Go 
tiiy ways Wench, ferve God : What, have you dined at 
home? 

JmL No, no-; But all this did I know before: - 

What iayj he of our Marriage ? What of that? 

Nmr, Lord how my Head akesi what a Head have \i 
It beats as it would fallin twenty pieces. 

My Back a t'oiher fide O my Back, my Back: 

Befhrew your Heart, for fending me about. 
To catch ray Death with jaunting up and down. 

JhI. I'faiih I am forry that thou art fo ill. 
Sweet, fwter, fweet Nurfe, tell me what fayi my Love ? 

Nur^ Your Love fays like an honeft Gentleman, 
And a courteous, and a kind, and an hindfom. 
And I warrant a virtuous where is your Mother^ 

JhI. Where is my Mother? Why flic is within. 
Where Ihould flie bei How odly ihoureply'ft | 
Your Love fays like an honeft Gentleman; 

Where is my Mother? 

Nnr, O God's Lady dear. 
Are you fo hot? marry come up I trow. 
Is this the Poultisformy akin^ Bores! ' CooqIc 

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mo Romeo and Juliet. 

Hence-forwird, do your MilTages your felf. 

Jftt Here's iiich a coil; come, what fiysifomeff! 

Nnr. Have' you got leave CD go tolhhft to Day^ 

ytiL 1 have. 

/^ftr. Thenhieyouhcnceto Fmt LawrtHCt'iXZtn, 
Tlierc fliiys a Husband to make you a Wife. 
Now comes the warton Blood up in your Chee&St 
They'll be in Scaikt Orai^ht at toy News: 
Hic you to Church, 1 muft another way. 
To fetch a Ladder, by the which your Love 
Muft climb a Bird's Neft Toon, when it is dark. 
I am the drudge and toil in your Delight,' 
But you (hall bear the Burthen foon at Kigbt. 
Go, I'll to Dinner, hie you to the Cell. 

Jul. Hie to high Fortunei honeft Nurfefarewel. [Exeunt, 

SCENE VII. The Monapry. 

Enter Friar Lawrence *nd Romeo. 

Eri, So fmile the Heav'as upon this holy Ad. 
That after Hours with Sorrow chide us not. 

Rom. Ameiii Amen; but come what Sorrow can. 
It cannot countervail the exchinge of Joy, 
That one Hiort Minute gives me in her fight: 
po thou but clofe our Hands wirh holy Words, 
Then Love-devouring Death do what he dare. 
It is enough I mjy but call her mine. 

Fri. Th.fe violent Delights have violent End^, 
And in their trii.mph die like Fire and Powdtr, 
Which as they ki(s confume. The fweeicft Honey 
Is loathfome in his own delicioufnefs. 
And in the t»fle confounds the Appetite: 
Theri'fore love moderatiy, long Love doth (0^ 
"too fwifi; arrives, as tardy as too flow, - 

Enter Juliet. 
Here comes the Lady. 0,("o light i foot 
Will iit'et wear out the everlafling Flint; 
A Lover may beflride the GofTapiour, 
Thit idles in the wanton Summer Air, ,-- , 

And ya not fill, fo light is yanity. ' ' ' ' A'^^^^glc 



RoMeo and Juliet. 2 1 1 1 

yiil. Good-even to my ghoftly Confeflbr; 

Fri, Romeo fhtll thank thee Diughter fot ui both; 

Jul. As much to him. elfe arc his Thanks too much. 

kam. Ah Jitlitt, if the meafure of thy Joy 
Bi heapt like mine, and that thy skill be more 
To blafon it, then fweeten with thy Breath 
Thli Neighbour Air, and let tich Mufick's Tongue 
Unfbld the itnagtn'd happiners, that both 
Rettive in either, by this dear Encounter. 

JmL Conceit ihore rich in Matter than in WorJi; 
Brags of hisSiibAince, not of Ornament: 
They are but Beggars thit can count their Worth, 
But my true Love is grown to fuch excefs, 
I cannot fum up fome hilf of my Wealth. 

Fri. Come, come with me, and we will make ftiort Wott; 
For, by your leaves, you ihalt not Aay alone. 
Till holy Church incorporate two in onej \ExiMml 



ACT ni. SCENE I. 
SCENE The StreeU 

Enter Mercutio, Benvolio, and Servants. 
Brt. T Pray thee, good Mercutio, let's retire, 
X The Day-is. hot, the Capfdeti abroad. 
And if we meet, weftiillnotfcape a Brawl; ^ 
For now thefe hot Days is the mad Blood ftirring. 

Mer. Thou art like oneofthofe Fellows, that when he 
enters the confines of a Tavern, claps me his Sword upon 
the Table, and fays, God fend mc no need of thee : And by 
the Operation of a fecond Cup, draws him on the Drawer, 
when indeed there is no need. 

Btn. Am I like fuch a Fellow!. 

Mer, Come, come, thou art as hot a Jac!^ in thy mood 
uany in Itdj\ and as foob moved to be moody, and as foon 
Ooody to be mov'd. 

Ben. And what too ? 

Mer, Nay, and there were two fuch, we (hould have 

none (hortly, for one woold kill the.othsr. Thou! why thou 

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w>1t quarrel with a Man that hath a Hair norct or i Hair 
lefs in his Btaxl than thou haft : Thou wilt quarrel w^h t 
Man for crocking Nuts, having no other rcafon, but be- 
caufe thou haft bard Eyes; what Eye, but fuch urEye, 
would (pyout fuch a quarrels Thy Head is as full o'f quar- 
rels, as an Egg Is luil of Mear, and yet 'thy Head hath been 
beaten as addle as an Egg fcr quarrellii g: Thou haft quar- 
Tcll'dwitha ManforG>ughingin the Street, becaufe be hith 
wakened thy D(^ that hath lain afleep in the Sun. Didft 
fhou nut fall out with a Tailor for wearing his new Doub' 
let before Ea/teri with another, for tying his new Shoes 
with old Ribbands And yet thou wilt Tutor me from 
quarrelling J 

Bea. And I were fo apt to quarrel as thsu art, any Man 
ihould buy the Fee-limple of my Life for to hour and a< 
quarter. 

Mir, The Fce-Gmple; OfimpUf 

Etter Tybalr, Pctrucbio> mJ tthtrs, 

Ben, By my Head here come the Ofitlets, 

MtT. By my Heel I care not. 

Tjb. Follow me clofc, for I will fpeak to them. 
Gentlemen, Go)ii-din> a Word with one of you. 

Met. And but one Word with one of us? couple it with 
Ibm rlii g, make it a Word and a Blow. 

Tjh. You ftiall 6rRl me apt enough to that. Sir, and you 
will give me occalion. 

Mtr. Could you not take fome occafion without gi- 
ving i 

Tyb. MercMth, thou confort'ft With Rcmto —- ■ 

iA/w. Confuitl Whas doft thou make us Minftrels/ And 
thou make M.nftre!^ of us, look to hear nothing but Dif- 
cords: H:;rt*- mv Fiddltftick; hen's that (hall make you 
dance, f^me, Confo t. [Laying hit Hand qh his Swtrd, 

Ben. W- tdlk here in the publtck haunt of Men: 
Either withdraw uito fome private place* 
Or reafon coldly of your Grievance?, 
Of e'fe d -part ; here all Eyes gsz- on us. 

Mtr. M'--ns Eyes were made to look, and let them gtzr, 
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Euter Romeo. 

Tyht Well, peace be with you. Sir, here comes my Maik 

Mir. Bat I'll be hanged. Sir, if he wear your Liverjrt 
Miiry go before to Field, h>,'n be your Follower. 
Your Worlhip in that fenfe may call him Man. 

Tjb. Romeo, the love I bear thee can,afford 
No better ttrm than this; Thou art a Villain. 

£.0111. Tybali, the reafon that I have to loVc thee* 
Docb much excufe the appertaining rige 
To fuch a greeting : 
Therefore farewel, I fee'thou know'ft me not. 

Tjl>. Boy, this Ihall not excufe the Injuries' 
That thou hift done me, therefore turn and draw. 

£om. 1 do proteft I never injur'd thee, 
BHtloY'd-lhec bertet^sn thou canft devife; _ 
Till thou Ibalt know the reafon of my Love. 
And fo good CtpHlett which Name I tender 
As dearly as my own, be fatisfied. 

Mtr. O calm, difhonoursble, vile SubniflioDi 
Allafiucatho carries it away. 
Tjh^ltf You, Kit-catcher, will you walk! 

Tjb. What wouldft thou have with me? 

Mer. (SoodKing of Cats, nothing but one of your nine 
Lives, that I mean to make bold withal; and as you fliall nJc 
me, hereafter dry beat the reft of the eight. Will you pluck 

Jrour Sword out of his Pilcber by the Ears ! Make hafte, 
ift mine be about your Ears e'er it be out. " 

Tjb. I am for you. [prawimg. 

Rom, Gentle Merctttio, put thy Rapier up. 

Mer. Come, Sir, yourPaffado. iMtt.MdTyh.fyhtl 

Rom. Draw, BenvoUa beat down their Weapons 

Gentlemen.^— for (hame fotbear this Outrage— . 

Tjbalt MerCHtio the Prince exprefly hath 

Forbidden bandying in ferona Streets. 

HaJd TjbtiU good Mercutio. \jExit Tybalt, 

Mtr. I am hurt 

A Phgue of both the Houfcs, I am fped : • 

Is he gone, and hath nothing < 

BtM. What, art tKouburtj 

J^er. Ay, ay, a Scratch, a Scratch ; marry 'tis enough.* 
Where is my Page? Go, Vili:;in, fetch a Surgeon. 

£om. 



z 1 1 4 Rokncd niHd Juliet. 

R«m. Courage, Mat), the tiiiKt tatinot be much. 
■ Mer* No, 'tis nat fo deep as i \*en, nbr To wide u a 
Cfturch-dodt-, but tis enough, 'twill lerve:, Aik for tile to 
Morrow* and ybii fhjll find iiie I Grive-Mlrf, I am pep- 
per 'd, I walrant, for, tnfs \Vorld : A Plague of both your 
Houfcs. What i i Dbg, i Kit. a Moiife, a Cat to ftratch a 
Man to Death-, a Braggltt, a KOgi]e> t Villain, that fights 
by the BocA of Arithmetick i Why the tJevlI cirhe yoii be* 
tween us i I was hurt under ydur Arm. 

Xom. I thought all for the bell. 

Mer. Help me into ^ome Hoiife, Benvelio, 
Or ! (hall faint; t tiague o'both your Houfes, 
They havt itiade Worms meat Of me, 
I have it, and foandly too— ^your Houfcs. [Bx. Mcr. Ben," 

Jiim. Tiiis Gentleman, the Prince's near Allic, 
My very Friend, hath got hismorlil Hurt 
In my behalf, tn'y Reputation ftain'd 
With Tjialt's Slinderj Tjhalt, that an Hour 
Hath been my Coulin : O fweet j^«/«r, 
.Thy Beauty hath made me Effeminate, 
And in my Temper foftned Valour's Steel. 
Enter Benvolio. 

BtM. O Remeo, Rornea, brave Mtrcmiii dead, 
i'hat gallant Spirit hath afpir'd the Clouds, 
frhich too uhcimely here did fcorn the titth. 
' Rim. This Day's black Fate, on more Days does depend. 
This but begins the Woe, others muft end. 
Entir Tybalt. 

B«tt. Here comes the (urious 7jbaU back again. 
' Rom. Hegone in Triumph, and ^«r<:«/jo (lain t 
Away to Heav'n rtfpedjve Lenity, 
And Fire aid Fury be my Conduft now: 
Now, Tybalt, take the Villain back again. 
That late thou gav'ft me; for Mercutio's Soul 
ts but a little wjy above oiir Heads, 
gtiying for thine to keep him Companyi 
Either tfou or I, or both iduft go with himi 

Tyh. Thou wretched Boy, that didft confort him her^" 
$halt with him hence. 
' Ront. Thisnia!ld£tcrmine that. \T%ejfyk,Ty\»\if4Ut, 

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Beth Rtmta, awi j, be gone : 
Thf Citizens ire up, ird Tjidlt Haiti—— 
Stand not aauzM, the Prince wilt doom thee Dfeatb,' 
Uthou art taken: Hence, be gone, away. 

Rem. O t I am Format's Fooh 

Sen. Why doft [hou i\iyi [ExittLotUO, 

Eiittr Ciiix,ekit 

Cit. Whicli way ran he that kiU'd Mircmiol 
T]balt that Murtnerer, which way raa hci 

Ben. There lyts that Tjbak* 

Gt. Up Sir, go wilh ine; "■ 
I charge thee in the Prince's Name obey. 

Enter Prince, Moiintague, Capulet, their VBf«, &c2 

trin. Where are the vile beginners of this Fray! 

But* O Noble Prince I can difcbvcr all 
The unlucky irianage oF this fatal firatil : 
There lies the Man flain by young Rn'm'ea^ 
Tbft flew thy Kinfman brave Mtrcmit. 

La. Cap. Tybalt my Coudn ! O my Brotber's Child, 
O Prince, OCoulin, Husband, O the Blood is fpill'd, 
Of my dear Kinfman-^-r-Prince, ss thou irt true, 
For Blobd of olirs, Ihed Blood of MoHhtagfu, 
O Coufin, Coufit). 

Fritt. Beavolie, who began this Friy? 

Ben. Tybalt here Slain, whom Ramea's band did SU^i 
Reme« that fpo&e him fair, bid him bethink 
How nice the Quairet was, and urg'd withal 
Your high Difpleafurc: All this uttered, 
With gentle .Breath,' calm Look, Knefei hutobty bow'i ] 
Could tiottike Truce with the unruly Spleen 
Of Tybalt, deaf to Peace, but [ha: he tilts 
* With piercing Steel is bold MenHtit'% Bread, 
Who all as hot, turns deadly Point to Point, 
And with a mlrtiil Scorn, with one hand beats 
Cold Death aGdf, and with the other fends 
It back to Tybalt, whofe Dexterity 
Ketorts it: Romeo he cries aloud, 
Hold Friends, Friends part, and fwifter than his TongueJ 
His able Arm beats d'lwn theii fatal Points, 
Andtwi](t them mfhcs, underneath whofe Arm, 
Ao cavious thruft ^fom Tybalt^ hit the Life 



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X 1 1 £ Romeo and Juliet. 

Offtont MercMtie, and then 7)^4i> fled. 
. But by and by comes back to Semee, 
Who had but newly entertain'd Revenge, 
And^ to"t they go like Lightning, for e'er I 
Could draw to part them, was flout Tjlialt flain; 
And as he fell, did Romeo turn to Fly: 
This is the Truth, or let BeuvoUo die. 

Ld.Cap. He is a Kinfman to the MouHtagMti, 
AffeSion makes him filfe, he fpeaks not true. 
Some twenty of them fought in this black nrifc» 
And all thofe twenty could but kill one Life. 
I beg for JuQice, which thou Prnice muft give: 
Rtmto flew Tjbdtt Romet muft not Live. 

Prin. Romeo flew him, he flew MercMth, 
Who now the Price of his dear Blood doth owe. 

La,Cap. Not RomtOt Piince, he was Afereutio'sFnend, 
His Fault concludes but what tbe Law fhould end. 
The Life of r;irf/r. 

PriM. And for that Offence, 
. Immediately we do Exile him hence: 
I have an Intcreft in your Hearts Proceeding, 
My Blood for your rude Brawls doth lye a Bleeding, 
But I'll amerce you with fo fl:rong a Fine, 
That you fhali all Repent the lofs of mine. 
I will be deaf to Pleading and Excufes, 
Nor Tears, nor Prayers ftiall purchafe our abufes. 
Therefore ufe none j let Someo hence in hafte, 
Elfe when he is found, that Hour is his hft. 
Bear hence this Body, and attend our Will: 
Mercy but Murthers, pardoning thofe that Kill. [Exeumtf 

SCENE II. 
An Apartment in CapuletV Houfe. 

Enter Juliet mIow. 

yul. G?lIop apace, you fiery-footed Steeds, 
Toward Phwhsit lodging, fjcb a Wapgoner 
As Phaeton would whip you to the Weft, ,^,| , 

And bring in cloudy Night immediately. ■- ^ 

Spread 



Romeo aW Juliet. 4f 17 

Spread thy clofe Curtaio, Love-performing nighr. 

That mn-aways Eyes may wink, and R»mi» 

Leap to thefe Arms, untalkc of and unfcen. 

Lovers caa fee to do their Amorous R.ites, 

By their own Beauties: Or if Love be blind. 

It beft agrees with Night; Come civil Nighr, 

Thou fober-Aited Matron, all in black. 

And learn me how to lofe a winning Match, 

Plaid for a pair of ftainlefs Maidenhetdi, 

Hood my unmtnn'd Blood baiting in my Cheeks^ 

With thy black Mantle* 'till ftrange Love grown bold. 

Thinks true Love a&ed Hmple Modefty : 

Come Night) come Rameoy come thou Day in Night, 

For thou wilt lye upon the Wings of Nigh^ 

Whiter than new Snow on a Raven's back: 

Come gentle Night, come loving black-brow'd-Nighf^ 

Give me my Remeo^ and when I fhalt die, 

Take him and cut htm out in little Stars, 

And he will make the Face of Heav'n fo 6ne, 

That all the World will be in love with Night, 

And pay no Worftiip to the Garilh Sun, 

O I have bought the Manfioti of a Love, 

But not polTcfi'd it, and thciigh I an fold* 

Not yet enjoy'd j fo tedtov) is this Day, 

As is the Night before fome Peftiral, 

To an impatient Child that hath new Robei. 

Andmaynotwcarthem. Oherecomes myNurfe.' 

Enttr Nmrfewith Cerdi, 
Aod ftie brings News, and every Tongue that fpeaks 
But Romto'i Name, fpeaks Heav'nly Eloquence; 
NowNurfe, whatNews? What haft thou there ? 
The Cords that Romeo bid thee fetch i 

Nnr. Ay, ay, the Cords. 

Jnl. Ay me, what News? 
Why doft thou wring thy Hands ? 

^«r. A welady he's dead, he's dead, 
We are undone. Lady, we are undone.. ■ - 
Alack the Day he's gone, he's kiird. he's dead. 

JmL Can Heav'o be fo envious ! 

A«r. RoMf can* 
Though Heav'a cannot. O Rtmt I Rtntf .' \- , 



^iW Komeo anajaiKt, 

Who ever would have thought it, Rgmeo f 

JuL What Devil art thou, that doft tormeoc me thus? 
This Toriuie fhould be roar'd io difmal HeU. 
Math £omi9 flain himielf j Siy thou but Ay ; 
And that bare Yovel Ay. ftiall poifon ipore 
That the Death-dajting Eye of Coc^^ricc : 
I am not U >f 'nere be fuch ^n Ay^ 
Or thofe Eyes ftfot that makes the anfwer A/a 
If he be fliin fiy Ay, or if not, Nq. , 
Brief Sounds determine of nyy i? eal pr woe. 

Ar«r. I faw the Wound^ I fai^ ic *ith mine Byv>» 
6od fave the Mark, here qn his manly ^reatl.' 
A piteous Co^rfei a bloody piteous poarfe; 
Pale, pale as Alhe5, ^U beda^b'-d ii) £(lQod> 
All in gore Blood, I f^ooned at the light* 

JmU O break my Heart ' — 
Poor Bankrupt break at Qoce ; 
To prifon Eyes, ne'er look on t-ihefty. 
Vile Earth to Earth re^gn, eqd motiq^ here. 
And thou and JReme^ pref; one heavy B^r. 

Nur. O Tjhali, TihU, the beft Friend I M* 
O courteous Tjkali^ hon^ft Gentleman, 
That ever I (ho!^]d jive ^q fee (hee Dtad. 

JuL What Stor'm js th^s that blows Co contrary t 
Is Remee flaughter'd! and )s Tj^^lt deaal 
My deareft Coufin, jnd my dearer Lqrdi 
The dreadful Trumpet found the general Doom, 
For who is living, if fhpfe ty?Q are gpne f 

N»r. TjMt IS gone, and Remeg hini(h«d» 
, Remeo that kiU'd £ipK he i; bapiihed* 

>/. QGodI 
Did Remo's Hand OifiH Tjhli't Blopd! 

Nur. It did, it did, alas the day I it did. 

JmL O Serpent Heart, hid ^ich a ^o^rlng Facff 
Did ever Dragon keep fq fair a C^v^'j 
Beautiful Tyrant, Fiend f ngeiica^ 
Ravenous Dove, feather'd (taven, 
Wolvifh -ravening £,amb. 
Defpifed Subftance of Dlvineft Show i 
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Komeo i^nd Juliet. zii9 

A damned Saint, ^n honpurable Villain: 
O Nature! what hadft thou to do in Hell, 
When thou didi^ bpver the Spirit qf a Fjend 
In mortal Paridife of fuch fweet Flefb{ 
Was cvet Book containing fqcfi vile inatter 
So fairly bgundi (l^at dpfcit Choxfld dvell 
In fuch a gorgeous Palace. 

Nitr. There's nq Tmft, no F^iib, no Honefly in Meq. 
AllPerjur'd j all f grfwofn; allNaug|it; all DiflembUts ; 
Ah, Where's my ^tai Give meforae j4qit*-vitif 
Thefe Griefs, thffc Vio^h ^e^c Sorrows ma&emeoldl 
Shame come to Ra^to. 

JuL Bljfter'd be tjiy Tongue 
For fuch a Wilh, he was not born to IhunCf 
Upon his Brow Shame is aHiam'd to Itt: 
For 'tis a Throne where Honour (i^ay l^e Crowa'd, 
Sole Monarch of the univer(jl Earili. 
O what a Beaft was t chid^ him lol , 

Nnr. Will you fpeab veil of him 
That kill'd your Cpufin! 

Jul. Shall I fpeali ill of hjm that is my Husband ! 
Ah poor my Lord, what Tongue fliaU ftpooth thy Namp, 
When I thy three Hours Wife have mangled jtl 
But wherefore Villain did'ft thou kill my Cpufin \ 
That Villain Coulin would have kill'd my Husband: 
Bick fooliih Tears back to your native Spring, . 
Vour tributary drops belong to Woe, 
Which-you miftaking offer up to Joy: 
My Husband lives that 7jbalt would have flain. 
And Tybalt dead that would h^ve kill'd my Husband ^ 
All this is Comfort; wherefore w^ep I tHen? 
Some word there was worfer than Tjhlt's Death 
That murdered me ; I would forget it fain, 
But oh it preffes to my Memory, i 

Like damned guilty deeds to Sinners minds; 
Tybalt is dead, and RemtQ banifhed, 
Thit Banilhed, that one word Banifhed, 
Hath flain ten thoufand Tybalts: Tjhalt\ dc^th 
Was woe enough, if it nad ended there: 
Or if Tower Woe delights in Fellowfhip* 
And needly will te rank*d with other Griefs, 



mo Romeo and Juliet, 

Why followed not, when Ihe faid TjkAk's dead. 
Thy Father or thy Mother, niy, or both, 
Which modern Limentation might have moy'd. 
But wiih 3 R.ear-wird following TjbaU's death* ' 

ttmmi* is baniQied to fpeak chat word. 

Is Father, Mocher* Tjialt, Rsnteo, Ji*licty 
AO flatn, all dead:. Romeo is banifhed : 
There is no endi no limit, measure, baund. 
In that word's death, no words can that woe found. 
^Rfbere is my Father, and my Mother, Nurfef 

Aiwr. Weeping and wailing over Tjbait's Coarfe. 
Will you go to them ? I will bring you thither. 

?«/. Walh they his wounds with Tears ; mine fliall be fpCQ^ 
When theirs are dry, for Remet's Baniniment. 
Take up thofe Cordsi poor Ropes you are beguil'd^ 
Both yon and I, for Romeo is ExiI'd : ~ 
He made you for an Highway to my Bed, 
But I a Maid, die Maiden-widowed. 
Come Cord, come KurfCi I'll to my Wedding-beds 
And Death, not Romeo, take my Maiden-head. 

Aivr. Hie to your Chamber, I'll 6r)d Romeo 
To comfoit you, I wot well where he is : 
.Huk ye, your Romeo will be here at Night ; 
m to him. h; is hid at Lawrence Ceil. 

yul, O find him, give this Ring to my true Knteht, 
Aod bid him come> to take his laft Farewel. \ExiiMt, 

SCENE III. The Monaftery. 

Enter FrUr Lawrence and Roneo. 

Fri. Romeo, come foith, come forth, thou fearful Man, 
Affli^ion is enamoui'd of thy Parts; 
And thou art wedded to Calamity. 

Rom, Father, what News I 
What is the Prince's Doom! 
What Sorrow craves admittance at my Hand, 
That I yet know not? 

Fri> Too familiar 
Ii my dear Son in fuch fower Company: 
I bring thee Tydings of the Prince's Doom. 



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Ram. Wfatt, lefs than DtxuQs-day, is the Prince's Doooif 

Fri. A gentle Judgment vani(h'd from his Lipt, 
Kot Body's Death, but Body's Baniihroent. 

Rom, Ha, BanifliiDent] Be merciful, fay Death) 
For Exile hath more terror in his look. 
Much more than Death: Do not fay Banifliment* 

Fri. Here from firena art thou baniflied: 1 

Be patient, for the World is broad, ind wide. ~ 

Rom. There is no World without ytron* Wallst 
But Purgatory, Torture, Hell it felf: 
Hence banifhcd, js banilh'd from the World, 
And World's Exile is Death. Then baniftied 
i^ Death mif-term'd, calling Death. BaniOied. 
Thou cut'ft my Head off with a Golden Ax, 
And linirft upon the flroalt that murders me. , 

Fri. O deadly Sin j O rude Unthankfulnefsl 
Thy Fault our Law calls Death, but the kind Prioce 
Taking thy pan hath rulht aCde the Lav, 
And tum*d that black word Death to BaDiOiment. 
That is dear Mercy, and thou feed it not. 

Rtm, 'Tis Torture, and not Mercy: Heav'n is herij 
Where Julitt \\wt% and every Cat and D6g, 
And little Moufe, every untforthy thing 
Lives here in Heav'n, and may look on her. 
But JEoion may not. More Validity, 
More honourable State, more Courtfhip lives. 
In Carrion Flies, than Romeai They may feize 
On the white wonder of dear yulitt's Hand, 
And Ileal immortal Blellings from her Lips.' 
Who even in pure and veftal Modcfty 
Still blufb, and thinking their own KiflesHa; 
This may Flies do. when I frajn this muft Byi 
And fay'fl thou yet, that ExileJs not DeathI 
But RamtA may not. he is baniihcd. 
^adft ihou no Poifpn fflizt, no fliarp^ground Kaiftt 
No fudden mean of Death, tho' ne'er fo mean. 
But baniflied to kill me f Baniihed f 
O Friar, the Damned ufe that word. in Hell; 
Howlings attend it, bow haft thou the Hnrr.' 
Being a Divine, a Gluiflly Confeffw, 

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iiit Romeo and ]a\kt. . 

A Sin-Abfolver, and my Friend profcft, 
To mangle me with that word Banifhcd ? 
■ Fri, Fpnd Mid-min, hearmefpeak. 

Kom* O thou wilt rpealc again of Banifhincnt. 

fri. I'll give thee Armour to keep off that Word, 
Adverfity's fweet Milk, Philofophy, 
To comfort thee, tho' thou art banilhed. 

Rom* Yet baffilaicd ? Hang up Phtlorophy, 
^ Unlefs Philoffiphy can make a Juliets, 
Difplant a Town, reverfe a Prince's Doom, 
It helps not, it prevails nor, talk no more- 



■ Fri. O then I fee that mad Men have no Ears. 

Rom. How ftiou'd they. 
When wife Men hive no Eyes? 

Fri, Let me defpair with thee of thy Eftate. 

Ram. Thou carft not fpeak of that thou £oft not f^el: 
Wert thou as young as JulUt my Love, 
An hour but married, Tjhalt murdered. 
Doting like me, and like mebjniihed. 
Then might'ft thou fpeak, then might'fl thou tear thy Hair, 
And fill opon the Gtound as I do now. 
Taking the meafure of ah unmade Grave. 

[Throieing himftlf oh the (sroumd. 

Fri. Arife, one knock":; [Knaclcmthin, 

Good Romta hide thy felf. 

Rom. Not I, 
Unlefs the breath of Heart-ficfe Groars, 
Mift-Iike. infold me from the feirch of Eyes. [Knock. 

Fri. Haric, how they knock. 

Who's there? Romeo, arife. 

Thou wilt be taktn ftay a while ftand up; [Knocks 

Run to my Study By and by God's WiUj 

What Simplenefs is this- — -I come, I come. [Kaoekf 

Who knocks fo hard \ 

Whence comeyou? what's your Will? 

Nnr. [Wthirt.'] Let me come in. 
And you ihall know my Errand:' 
I come from Lady Juliel. 

Fri. Welcome then. 

■- FwerNiirfe. ' - , 

Ntar. O holy Fiiar, O tcll mc holy Friar, ' 

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Where is ay Lady's Lord? where*! R9m4§ f 

Bri, Thne, on the Ground. 
With his own Tears made drunk. 

Nmr. O he is even in my Miftrels's Cafe, 
Jaft in her CaO* O woful Sympathy I 
Piteous Predicament, even folyes die, 
Blubbring and weeping, weeping and blubbriog. 
Stand up, ftind up, Hand and you be a Man, 
For Jmhet's fake, for her fake rife and ftand: 
Why fliould you fall iato fo deep an Oh I — — 

£m». Nurfe. 

Nmr. Ah5ir.' AhSirl Death's the end of all. 

Rom. Speak'ft thou ai Juliet f Hov is'c with ber{ 
Doth not ihe think me an old Murtherer, 
Now I have fiain'd the Cbild-hood of our Joy 
With Blood, removed but little frvffl her own I 
Where is fhe! and how does fhe) and what fiys 
My conceat'd Lady to our conceal'd Love? 

Nmr, O (be fays nothing. Sir. but weepi and wMpSa 
And now falls on her Bed, and then ftarts up. 
And Tyhi^t ctWa, and then on Rntuo cries. 
And then down falls again. 

Rom. As if that Name 
Shot from the deadly level of a <Sun 
Did murder her, as that Names curfed Hand 
Murdered her Kinfman. O tell me, Friar. teU me, 
hi what vile part of this .Anatomy 
Doth my Namelodge/ Tellme.thatl may fack 
The hateful Manfion. 

Fri. HoJdthy defperate Hand: 
An thou a Man? Thy form cnesout, thou artt 
Thy Tears are Womanifli, thy wild Afts do oote 
The unreifonablc fury of a Beall. 
Unfeemly Woman, in a feeming Man. 
And ill befeeoiing Beaft in feeming both. 
Thou haft amaz'd me. By my holy Order, 
• I thought thy drfpnfition better tempcr'd. 
Haft thou (lain lybaitt Wilt thou ttsy thy felf? 
And Qay thy Lady, that in thy Life livc^ 
By doing damned hate upon thy felf? 



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,ii24 Romeo rf»i Juliet. 

Why rail'A thou on thy Birth? the Heav'n and Eutht 

Since Birth, and Heav'a, and£arth»all three do meet 

In tbee at once, which thou at once would'fl: lofe. 

Fy, fy.thou (ham*ft thy Sh«pe, thy Love, thy Wit; 

Which like an Uftirer abound'Il in all, 

And ufcft none in that true ufe indeed. 

Which fhould bedeck thy Shape,. thy Love, thy Wit: 

Thy noble Shape it but a Form of Wax, 

DigrelEng from the Valour of a Man ; 

Thy dear Lov£ fworn, but hollow Perjury, 

Killine that Love which thou haft voiw'd to cheriib; 

Thy wit, that Ornament to Shape and Love, . 

Niif-lh^n in the Condud of them bot^. 

Like Powder in a jkiUcfs Soldier's Flask, 

Isfct 1 fire by thine own Ignorance, 

And thou ^ifmembred with thine own Defence^ - 

Wbatj roufe thee, Man, thy ?"'"'." *live>' 

For whofe dear fake thou waft but lately dead. 

Thxre art thou happy. Tjhidt would kill thee. 

But thou flew'ft TjhaUi there art thou happy too» 

The Law that threatned Death became thy Friend^ 

And turn'd it to Exile ^ there art thou happy. 

A pick of Bleffings light upon thy Back. 

H^ifHufs courts thee in her beft Array, 

But like a mif-hav'd and a fuUen Wench, 

Thou putteft up thy Fortune and thy Love : 

Take heed, take heed, for {uch die miferable* 

eo get thee to thy Love, as was decreed, 

Afcend her Chamber, hence and comfort her : 

But look thou ftay not 'till the Watch be fet, i 

For then thou canft not pafs to MammMt 

Where chou fhalt live, 'till we can find t time 

To blaze your Marriage, reconcile your Friendsj 

Beg pardon of thy Prince, and call, thee back. 

With twenty 'hundred thoufand times more Joy^ 

Than thou wem'It forth in Lamentation^ 

Go before, Niirfe, commend me to thy Lady« 

And bid her halten all the Houfe to Bed« 

Which heavy S^rro!^ makes them apt onto^ 

Rumto is coming". ^ . 



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NUT, O Lord, I coutd have ftaid here all Night, 
. To hear good Connfel: Oh, what Learning isi 
My Lord, I'll tell my Lady you will come. 

^«M. Do fo, and bid my Sweet prepare to chide. 

Nur. Here, Sir. a Ring Ihe bid me give yau,Sii; 
' Hie you, make hafte, for it grows very late, 

Rtm. How well jnj Comforc is reviv'd by thit, 

fri, @o hesce. 
Good Night, and here ftinds all your Sute* - 
Either be gone before the Watch he ?e^ 
Or by the break of Day difguis'd, from hence, ' 
Sojourn in Ma«tM*\ I'll find out yourMao, 
Ard'he {hall figoifie from time to time, 
^£very good hap to you that chances here: 
Give me thy Hand, 'tis late, farewel. Good Night. 

Rm, But that a Joy, paft Joy, calls out on me, 
It were a ©rief, ib brief to part with thee : , 

SCENE IV. Capulec'i Hotife. 

Enter Capulet, Lady Capulet, and Paris. 
Cy. Things have ftJn out, Sir, lo unluckily, 
That we have had no time to move our Daughter: 
, look yoj^ ihe lov'd her Kiofinan Tjhah dearly. 
And fo ^id I — -Well, we were born to die. 
*rij very Imc, fce'll not come down to Nights 
I promife you, but for your Company, 
I voDld^ave be«i a-bed an hour ago. 

f*r, Thefe times of Woe afford no time to Woo : 
Madam, good Night, commend mew your Daughter. 

Ld, Cap. I will, and know her Mind early to Morrows 
To Night flie is mew^ up to her heavinefs. 
! C^fr, Sir Pariii I will mike a defpeme tender 
Ofmy Child's love: I think flie will be rul'd 
|n all refpeds by me, nay more» I doubt tt not. 
wife, go you to her' e'er you go to Bed, 
; Acquaint her hen of my Son Parh Love, 
^ And bid her, mark yw me, on Wednefday next-~^ 
[ 9at fbfc i wbat day is this; 
L l*^, Mondajttny Lord. Ccxv^l, 



xt ti Romeo and Juliet. 

C*p.Afynd*j\ ha f hi I vtWyWednefdtty is KwfooB, 
A Thm-fdMj let it be: A Thnrfdaj tell ber 
She ihiU be married to this Noble Eirl: 
Will you be ready ! Do you like this hafte ? 

We'll keep no great a-do a Friiend or two— ■ 

For, hark you, TjbMt beirg flain folate* 
It may be thought we held him carelefly. 
Being our Kiniman. if we revel much \ 
Therefore we'll have foroe half a dozen Friendf, 
And there's an end. But what fayyoU toThurfdaj^ 

Par. My Lord, 
I would that Thmrfddy were td Morrow. 

Cdp. Well, get you gore— a Thar/dm^ he h then t 
Co you lo juliit e'er you go to Bcdi [Ti L^ Ciputet- 
Prepare her. Wife, againft this Wedding'dayt 
Farewel, roy Lord — light to my Chamberv boa ! 
'Af^re me, it is fo late, that we may call it early by and by. 
Good Night. [£x<M«. 

SCENE V. The Garden. 

•Bnttr Romeo M«d Juliet abwt at a WindeWj .* Laddtr «/ 
Koftsfet, 

Jul. Wilt thou be gone i 
It was the Nightingale, and not the Lark, 
Thatpierc'd the fiearful hoilow of thine Ear. 
Nightly Ihe Itngs on yond Pojngranate Treej 
Believe me Love, it was the Nightingale. 

Rom. It was the Lzrk, the Herald of the Morn, 
No Nightingale. Look, Love, what envious Streaks 
Do lace ths fevering Clouds in yonder Eafti 
Night's Candles are burnt our, and jocund Day 
Stands tiptoe on the tnilty Mountain tops, 
I mull be gore and live, or ftay and dye. 

Jul. Yon Light is not Day-light, I know it, 1 1 
It is fome Meteor that the Sun exhales. 
To be to thee this Night a Torch-bearer. 
And light thee on thy way to MukiHa, 
Therefore flay, yet thou need'fl not to be gone. 

Rem, Let me be ta'en, let me be put to Death* ' 
I am content. To thou wilt have it fo. , 

I'll fay yon gray is not the Morning's Eye,, 



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Tit but the pale rtflex ofCymina's Brow, 
Nor that ii iiQC the Lark wh^re Motes do beat 
The vaulty Heav'ns fo high above our Heads. 
I have more c^re to ftiy, than will to go: 
Come Oeufa and welcome, JhUu wills it fo. 
How U't, my Soul ? lei's tatlrt it is not Day. 

JmU It is> it j$> hie hence, be gone, awayi 
It is the Lark chat lings fo out of Tune, 
StraiaiDg harih Difcords, and urplealing Sharps* 
Some fay the Lark makes fwetc Divillon; 
This doth not fo: For Ihe divideth us. 
Some fay, the Lark, and loathed Toad change Byts* 
O now I would they had chang'd Voices t(*oi 
Siocei arm from arm, that Voice doth us affray* 
Hootiag thee hence, with Huntf-up to the "Diyt 

nojr be gone, more tight and light it grows. 

Rtm» More light and lighr. more dark and 4atk put WAtt* 

Enter Nnrfu 
Ni&. Mad^m. 
Jul. Nurfe, 

Nut, Your Lady Mother is coming to your Chamber 1 . 
The Day '}& broke,. be wary, look about* 
JhU Then Window let Day in, and ktLife our. 
f^m. I^arewel, farewel, one Kifs, and I'll D«fcend. 
j'mL Art thou gone foi Love I Lord! ah Husbi^nd ! Friend f 

1 mtift hear frQin thee every Day in the Hour, 

[R.olbeo Citmtt dmvn bj the Ladder iatt the GardfiH^ 
F"r in a Minute there are many Days, 

by this count 1 (hall be much in Year;* 
£'er I again bthold my Rtmto, 

R»m, Farewel: 

1 vill omit no opportunity. 

That may convey my Greetj'ogs, Love, to thee, 
Jii^ O ihinkeft thou we (hall ever meet agiini 
Rom, I doubt it nor, and all thefe Woes {hall Ul,H* 

for fweet Difcouties, in our time to come. 
JiU. O God J I have an ill Divining Soul, 

Methinks I fee thee now, thou art fo law, 

As one dead in the bottom of a Tomb; 

Either my £y&(fi(>ht fjils; or thou look'ft pale. 
Rmi, And truft me. Love, i.R miti^ Eye fo do you : 

Dry Sorrow drinks our Blood. Adieu, adieu. [Exeimt. 
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tit9 Romeo and Juliet. 

S C E Nf E VI. JulietV C^amher. 

Enter Juliet. 
y»i. O Fortune. Fortune, all Men cill thee fickle. 
Tf thou art fickle, what daft thou with him 
That is renown'd for Ftith / be fickle Fortune ; 
For then I hope thoa wilt not keep hiin tongj 
But fcad him back. 

Eittcr Lady Qpulet. 
La,Cdp, Ho Daughter, are you up! 
JmU Who is't that calls? is it my Lady Mother? , 
Is Ihe not down io hte* or up lb early ? 
What unaccuftdmM Caule procures her hither! 
Za Cap. Why how now, Jt*.Uet \ • ' 
JuK Madam, I am not wellr 

La.Qtp. Hvermore weeping for your Coufin's Death} 
What, wilt thou wafh him from hjs Grave w ith Tears { 
And if thou couldft, thou couldft not make him live^. 
Therefore have done, fome ®rief Ihews much of Loye> 
Jtut much of Grief Ihews ftill fome want of Wit. 
^mI. Yet tet me weep, for fuch a feeling lofs. . f 
LA.Cap. So fliall you feel (he Isf^ but i?ot the Friend[ 
.Which you weep for. ■. | 

' JuL Feeling fo the loij^ . . ' ■ 

I cannot chufs but ever weep the Friend, 
' La. Cap. WellGirl,tbouweep'flnotfomuchfofIii5death« 
As that the Villain lives which llaHghter'd him. ' * ^ 
^»/. What Villain, Madam ? ,- ■ 

La. Cap. That fame Villain* Rtmeo, 
Jul. Villain and he be many Miles afunder^ 
God pardon him; I do with all my Heart, 
And yet no Man like he doth grieve my Heart. 
La. Cap. That is becaufe the Traitor lives. 
yml. Ay, Madam, from the reach oftbe& my Hands :^ 
Would none but X' might venge my Coufin s Death. 

La. Cap, We wilt have Vengeance ibr it, fear thou noij 
Then jreep no more. I'll fend to one in Mantmt^ . ' 
Where that fame- banifti'd Runnagare doth live, ■ 
Shall, give hinf (ach an unacciiflom'd Dram, 
Thit he (hall foon keep Tj'i*/*^ Company ; 
^rtd then I hope ih^ju wilt be Satisfied. *- oo^^lc 

■ yitl. Indeed I never fiiill be fatisfied 
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]ts tay poor Heait, fo for a Kinfdian vat : 
MadaiD, if you could find out tHit a Maa 
To bear a Poifon, I would temper it ; 
That Remto {hoidd. upon receipt thereof, 
SoOQ deep in quiet. O how niy Heart abhors 
To hcat-him nam'd, and cannot come to him* 
To wreak the love 1 bore my Coufin TyksU, 
Upon his Body that hath flaughter'd him. 

La.G^. Find tbou the means, and I'll find fudt a M«l. 
Bat now I'll tell thee joyful tidings. Girl. 

Jul. And Joy comes well in fuch a needy time. 
What are they, I befeech your Ladyihip! 

L4.Cf^ Well, well, thou haft a careful Father, Child; 
One, who to put thee from thy heavinef^ 
Hath forted ooc a fudden day of Joy, 
Tiiit thou ezpefis not, nor I look'd not for, 

Jul. Madam, ia happy time, what day is this? 

Lm. dtp. Mirry, my Child, eaily next ThmftUj mcHiij^ 
The gallant, yosag, and noble Gentleman, 
The County of PaviSi at St. Petet'i Church, 
Shall happily make tbee a joyful Bride. 

JuL Now by St. Pttefi Church, and Peter too. 
He (hall not make me th^re a joyful Bride. 
I wonder at this haftc, that I mull wed 
£'er he tliat Ihould be Husband comes to wee. 
I pray you tell my Lord and Father, Madam. 
I will not marry ybr, and when I do, I fwe^ 
It Iball be SomtOt whom you know I hate. 
Rather than Paris, Thefe are News indeed. 

La,C4p, Here comes your Father, tell him To your felf. 
And fee bow he will take It at your hands. ' 

Enter Capulet <M«/ Nitrfi, 

Cap. When the Sua' fets, the Earth doth drizzle Dew ; 
6ut for the Siinfet of my Brother's Son, 
It rains down-right. 

How now; a Conduit, Girl? what, ftill in tearsi 
Evermore Atow'ring in one little Body? 
Thy Counterfeit's a Bark, a S-a, a Vfiad; 
For ftill thy Eyes, which 1 may call the Sea, 
Do ebb and flow with i;ean, the Bark thy Body 
Sailing in this fait Flood, tb^ Winds thy Sijhs, . , , , , 

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XI JO Komco and JuHa. 

Who raging with the Tciri, »d they with thein> 
Without a (u3A^ Cilm will over-fet 
Thy tempeft-tofftd Body. How now, Wifii 
Have you delivered to her our Decree! 

L*.Q^. Ay» Sir ; 
But Ihe will nonej the gives you thaoks : 
I would the Fool were oiarried to her Graved ' 

C4p. Soft, take me with you> take me with you. Wife. 
How, will Qie none; doth file not give uc tluok^i 
Is (he not proud^ doth Ihe not count her bk^i 
Unworthy ts (he is that we have WfOUght ., - 
So worthy a Gentleman to be her Bridegroon V 

J$$L Not prwid, you have; But thanlSbl, that yni b«rc. 
Proud can I never be of what I hate. 
But thankful ^ven for Hate, that is meaat Loye. 

Cap. How now? 
How nowi chopc Logidti what is this? 
Proud I and 1 thank you J and f thank you notf. 
Thank me no tbankings, nor proud me no prouds 
But fettle your fine Joints 'gainft ThttrfiUj iiext* 
To go with f^rij to Siint ftiar's ChurCht 
Or I will drag thte oa a Hurdle thither.- 
Out you Greeo-Gt^nefs Carrion, out you Baggage . ;^ .'. 
Out you Tallow-fjce. ' . . 

X4. Cup, Fie, fie. whK are yoa Qtad ? 

yuL Good Father, I befeech you oa my Kn^ 
Hear me with patience, {lut to fpeak a word. 

Ctf. Haog thee, young Ba^age, difobedieot Wretch* 
I tell thee whit; get thee to Church a Thurfdsj, 
Or never after locjc me in the Face. 
Speak not, reply nor, do not anfwer me. 
My Fingers itch. Wife : we fcarce thought us Weft, 
Tha God had lent us but this only Ctiild, 
But now I fee this one ii one too much. 
And that we hive a Curfc ia having her ; 
Out on her, Hildihg. 

Nur. God in HeaVn blefs her^ 
You are to blame, my Lord, to rate her (a, 

Gip. And why, 'toy Lady Wifdom \ hold your topgur, 
Goo4 prudence* fmatter with your Qoffip« go. 



Romeo and Juliet. x i } i 

Nur. X fpeai ndTrei^on, 

God-ye-good-dtn — *•— 

May not one fpcaki 

C4f. Pact yau mumbling Fdol, 
Utter your Gravity o'er a Goflip't Bovlt 
For h«re yie need it not. 

La. Cap, Yon arc too hot. 

C4p. God's Bread, it makrs vw nwd t 
Day, night, hour, tidei timr, wm-k, play, 
Alonej tn comptny, ftiJl my care hjdh been 
To hive her matcl/d, ifld luving now pf ovide4 
A Gentleman of Noble Parentage* 
Of fair Demeans^ Youthful* add nobly Allied, 
Stuff'd, as they fay, «ith honourable Pam> 
Proportion'd as one» (hoaght would wifli a Man s 
And then to have a Wretched puling Fool. 
A whining Mimmer, in her Fortunes tender. 
To anfwer I'll not #ed, I cannot Love, 

1 am too young, I ptay you pir<lon me. 

But, and you will not wed, I'll pardon you— - 

Grazt whereyou will* ytHifliallnotHoulewithmc: 

Look to't, think on't, I do not ufe to jeft. 

Thmrfdaj is near, lay Hand on Heart, advife; 

And you be mine, I'll give you to my Friend: 

And you be Adt, han^, beg, fl«rvr, die in the Streets, 

For, by my Soul. I'll ne'er acknowledge ther. 

Nor vrha is inine, (hkH never <do thae good: 

Tiuft to't, bethink yoa, I'll not b« foifworo. {Exit, 

JuL Is there no pky Titting iit the Oouds, 
That fees tato the bottom of my Orieft 
fweet my Mothtr, call roe not tfway. 
Delay this Marmge^or a Momh, a Weefc, 
Or if yoti do n«, :tn^ the bridal Bed 
In that dim Monuffimt Where Tjti^t fyes. 

La.Cap. Talk notfome, for 111 not ^A a, ward: 
Do as thou wilt, for I have dooe with iltee. ' [£«<>. 

ymL OGodI 
O Nurfe, how Hiill this be prevented? 
My Husband is on Earth, my Faith in Heav'n, 
<Hav ihall that Faith return again to Earth, 
VoleCi that Husband fend it me from Heav'n. 



z I } 1 Romeo and Juliec 

By Invisg Birtb J Comfort me, counfel nc^ 
Alack, alack, that Heav'afhould pn3ife Strit^eais 
Upon fo fofc a Subjed as my felf. , 

Whic hy'^ thou f hail thou not a word of joy i 
Some comfortt Nudcv 

Nmr. Faith here it is : 
Romtt is banilh'd, and all the World to nothing 
That he dares ne'er come back to challenge you; 
Or if he Ao^ it needs tnuft be by Health. 
Then {ince the cafe fo ftands as now it d(Hh« 
1 think it beft you married with the Count.. , 
Oh he's a lovely Gentleman; 
Rome»% a Di{h*clout to him ; an Eagle* Madam, 
Hath not lb green, fo quick* fb fair in Eye 
As /*«■« hajS : beflirew my very Heart, 
I think you are happy in this fecond Match* 
. For it excels yqiur 6r(l : Or if it did not, ...... 

Your ^(l is dead, or, 'twere as good he were, ; ; 

As living here, and you no ufe of him. 
JhL Speakeft thou from thy Heart! 
Nur. And from my Sput too^ ' ' 

Or elfe bellircw th:m both. ■ ^ ■- '■ r 

Jut. Amen. ^ ,- " 

Nnr. What! , , . 

J»L Weli, thou had comfbrted me nurellcHu nrnch; 
Oo in, and tell my Lady I am gone. 
Having difpleu'd my Father, to Laivreme CeU, 
To make ConfeSon* and to be AbfoJ.ved. . ' 

Nitr. Marry I willi and tfai^is wifely done. - [Extu^ ■ 
Jml. Ancient Damnation I O mod wicked Fiend 1 
|s it more Sin to wiCh me thus forfworn. 
Or to difpraife njy Lord. with that fame Tongde ■-■ 
Which Ihe hath prais'd him with above comparei; ■■■: 
$0 many thoufind times \ @o, Counfdlor* 
I'hou and my bofom henceforth Ihall be twain; 
J'il to the Friar to know his remedy. 
If all eUe fail, my felf have power to di«^ ^£x«v«/» 

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Roriieo and Juliet. ^ ^ • J $ 

' A C T IV. SCENE I. 
SCENE the Monaftery. 

Enttr Fruar Lawrence and Piris. 

fw./^N ThnrfdAjt Sir! the time ii very flioit. 
V-' Pmt. My Father C4f$tlet will have it fo» 
And I am nothing flow to flack bis hafle. - - 

fW. You hy you do not know the Lady's mindi 
Uneven is the courfr, I like it not. 

Pat. [fflmoderately Ihe weeps for 7j^4/('sDeub> 
' And therefore have I little talk of Love, 
For VaiHi fmiles not in a Houfe of Tears; 
Nov, Sir, her Father counts it dangerous 
That Oie fliould give her Sorrow fo much fway; 
And, in his Wifdom, hides our Marriage* 
To ftop the Inundation of her Tears, 
Which too much minded by her felf alone, 
May be put from her by Society. 
Nov do you know the realbn of this hafte! 

Fri. t would I knew not why it Ihould beflow'd. 
Look, Sir» here comes the Lady cowatds my Cell. 
Enter Juliet. 

P4r.^ Happily met. my Lady and my Wife. 

Jul. That may be* Sir, when I may be a Wife. 

P4r, That i^ay be, miUl be. Love, on Tbttr/iiM next. 

Jul. What muft be, Aiall be. 

Pri. That's a certain Text. 

Pm'. Come you to make ConfeSion to this Father { 

JuL To anfwer that, I fliould confefs to you. 

Par, Do not deny to him. that you love roe. 

yMl. 1 will confefs to you that I love him. 

Psr. So will ye, I am fure* that yoa love me* 

yid. If I do fo, it will be of more Price. 
Being (poke behind your Back, than to your face; 

P4r. Poor Soul, thy Face is much abus"d with Teirsi 

ymL The Tears have got fmall Vidory by that: 
For it was bad enough before their fpight. 

?•«■, Thouwiong'ft i^ more than Tears, wiifafhatrepom 



11^4 Romeo and Jidict, 

Jml. That is no flindcr, Sir, which is but truth, t 
And what I fpetk, I fpcak it ro niy Face. 

Par. Thy Face is mine, and ihoii h.ft flmder'd it, 

j^M^ It may be fo, for it is not mine own. 
Are you at leifure. Holy Father, now. 
Or (hall I come to you at evening Mais I 

Fri. My IdCxre fcrves me, penlive Diughtcr, HOW. 
My Lord, [ mufi intrtst the time alone, 
t P*r. God (hield, I Oiodd ditlurb Devoricn; 
Julier, on ThmrfiUy early will I rowze ye, 
.Till iben adieu, and lieep this holy kiO. [£x/r Parts* 

yul. O fllut the Door, and when tho'j baft done fo, 
Come weep with mc, pift hope, paft cure, paft help. 

Fri. O Juliet, I already know thy Grief, 
It ftrains me paft the cosapals of my Wits : 
I hear thou muft, and nothing may prorogue it, 
Oo ThurfiUj next be married to Ais Count. 

Jul. Tell me not, FrJar, that thou heareft of this, 
Unlefs thou tell me how I may prevent it : 
If in thy wifdom, thou canft give no help. 
Do thou but call my Relblution wife. 
And with this Knife HI help it prefentFy. 
God join'd my Heart and Rfmto't, thou our Hands* 
' And e'er this hand, by thee to gomeo feal'd, 
Shall be the Label to arother Deed, 
Or my true Heart, with treacherous Revolt, , ' . 

Turn to another, this (ball fliy them both: 
Therefore out of thy long expericnc'd Time, 
Give me fome prefent Countel, or behold 
'Twixt my excreams and me, this bloody Kni& 
Shall play the L/mpire; arbitrating chat, 
Which the Commiflion of thy Years and An 
Could to no Iffue of true Honour bring t 
Be not fo long to fpeik, I long to die. 
If what thou fpeak'ft fpeak not of Remedy. 

Fri Hold, Daughter, I do'fpy a kind of hope. 
Which craves as defperate an Execution, 
At that is defperate which we'would prevent. 
If rather than to mirry County Tavit^ 
Thou haft the ftrength of Will to flay thy fclf, ., 
Then it is likely, thou wilt ttndcn^e '^^o'^k ^ 



Romeo and Juljet. x i j j 

A thing likf I>catli to chide iwiy this ftine, 
Thit cop'ft with Death hitnfelf, to 'fape from ft : 
And if chou dar'ft, I'll give thee remedy. 

JuL O bid me leap, rather than marry ?<ri/j 
Frffln off the Battlements of any Tower* 
Or walk in thicTiih ways, or bid me lurk 
Where Serpents arc: Chain me with roaring Bear^ 
Or hide me nightly in a cht'rnel Houfe* 
O'er covered quite with dead Mens ratling Bones, 
With reeky Shanks, and yellow chapltfs Skulls: 
Or bid me go into a new-made Grave, 
And hide me with a dead Man in his Grave, 
Thingsthat ifrtlMr them told, haveroademc tremble. 
And 1 will do it without fear or doubt* 
To live an unftain'd Wife to my fweet Lovr. 

Fri. Holdthen. Gohome,bemerry, give coafen^ 
To marry Puris. WedxtfUj is to morrow; 
To morrow Night look that thou lye alone. 
Let not thy Nurfe lye with thee in thy Chamber: 
Take thou this Viol being then in Bed, 
And this diftitling Liquor drink thou off, 
WbcD prefently, through all thy Veins, (hall run 
A cold and drowGe Humour:' For ro Pulfe 
Shitl keep his Native Progrefs, but farceafe : 
Ns warmth, no breath fliall teftifie thou Uveft ; 
The Rofes in thy Lips and Cheeks ihall fade 
To mealy Afties, the Eyes Windows fall 
Like Deat^i, when he (huts up the Day of Life \ 
Each part dspriv'd of fupple Government, 
Shall ftiff and llsrk, and cpld appear like Death, 
And in this borrowed ttkcnefs of (hrnnk Death 
Thou niatt continue two andforty Hours, 
And then awake, as from a pleafant Sleep. 
"Now when the Bridegroom in the Morning comes 
To rowfe thee from thy Bed, there art thou Dead ; 
Then as (he manner of our Country is. 
Id thy beft Robes uncovered on the Bier, 
Be born to Burial in thy Kindreds Grave: 
Thou Ihalt be born to that fame antient Vault, 
U'here all the Kindred of the CapuUtt lye. i 

In the mean time, againft thou Ihalt awake* 

ShaU 



a I J tf .Rbmeo andjaliet. 

Shall Xomeo by ny Letteri koov our prifr. 
- And hither Ihall he come i and that very Night 
Shall Romeo bear thee hence to AiamtM, 
And this fliall fr^e thee from this prefent Shamea 
If no unconftant Toy nor Womaoifli fear. 
Abate thy Valour in the a5ting it. 

JmL ffiive me, give me, O tell not me of fear. 

Fri. tiold, get you gone, be ftrbngand p/orperous 
In this refolve* I'll fend a Friar with fpeed ' 
To A^miMMf with my Letters to thy Exird. 

JmL Love give me Strength, and ftrength fhall helptffoid. 
Farewel, dear Father. 

SCENE 11. Capulet'j Houfe, 

Enter Capukt. Lddy Caputet, iV«r/(, dndswo or tbte* 
Servdntt. 

Cm. So many Guefts invite as here are writ: 
Sirrah, go hire me twenty cunning Cooks. 

Ser. You ihall hive none ill. Sir, for Til try if they can 
like their Fingen. 

Cmf. How casft thou try them fo ! 

Ser. Marry, Sir, 'tis ^n ill Cook that cannot lick his own 
Hngers: Therefore he that cannot lick bis Fingers, goes 
not with me. 

Cap. Go, be gone. We (hall be much ttqfurniHi'cl for 
this time : What, is my Daughter gone to Priar tdwretue I 

Nmr. Ay forfooth. 

Cdf. Well, he may chance to dofome good on her, 
A pccvifli relf-wili'd Harlotry it is. 

Enter Juliet. 

Nmr, See where (he comes from ShiifCi with merry look/ 

C^. How now, my Headflroogi 
Wherehaye you been gadding! 

yitl. Where 1 have learnt me to repent the Sin^ 
fc)f difobediene Oppo(ition, 
Te you and your behefts; and am eojoyn'd 
)}y itoly iMVTtmtt to fait proftrate here. 



R<>meo and JulicC. ^ > ) 7 

To bw your Pirdoa : Pardon I bereech yeu» 
lienc^orward I am ever rui'd by fsa. 

C^. Send for the Count, go, tell him of thif^ 
I'll have this Knot knit up to morrow morning. 

ymt. I met the youtbful Lord at Launrtnce CcH| 
And gave him what becoming l^ve I might, 
Not flepping o'er the bounds of Modefty. 

Ct^. Why I am glad oo't, this is well, ftand up^ 
This is as't Aiould be, let me ftc the County : 
Ay many, go I fiy, and fetch him hither. 
Kow afore G d, this reverend Holy Friar, 
Ail «ur whole City is much bound to him. 

JiA. Nurfe^ will ydu go with me into my Clofet,' ' 
To help me fort fuch needful Oroamenti, 
As you think 6c to furnilh me to morrow i 

£M<,Ck^.Nonot'tiU77)W^;,chere is time enough. 
Cap, Go Nurfe, go with ber; 
We'll to Church to morrow! \^emtt\vX\t\. MiNitrfu 

Ls, Cap, We Hiall be Ihort in our Provikon ; 
^is DOW near Night. 

Cap, Tulh) I will flir about. 
And ill things ftiall be well, I warrant thee, Wife: 
€e thou to Jmlitt, help to deck up her. 
T\\ not to bed to Night, let me alone: 
I'll f^y the Hufwife for this once. What ho! 
They are all forthj well I wiU walk my felf 
To County PatU, to prepare him up 
Agaioft to morrow. My Heart is wondrous Light,' 
Since this fame wiy-wvd Girl is (o rccltim'd. 

{ExtMHt Capulet Mftd Ladj Cap< 

SCENE III. Juliet J Chmher, 

Enter Juliet and Nitrfe. 
yttL Ay, thofe Attires are beft j but, gentle Narfe, 
I pray thee leave me to my felf to Night: 
For I have need of many Orifons, 
To move the Heav'ns to fmile upon my ftite^ 
Wiiich well thou know'ft is crols and full ^ Sin.~ 

Vol. V- F x.oo^,^ 



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1 1 J 8 Romeo and Juliet. 

Enter Lad^ CapuUt. 
La. Otp. What are you bufi^. ho .' Need you my Mlp ? 
Jul. No, Midam, we have cuU'd f ch Neceffaties 
As arc beho^eful for our Rate to morrow : ' 
So pleafe you. let me now be left alone, 
And'let the Nu.f.- this Nij;ht (\t up' with-you; 
For I am fure you have your Hands full all. 
In ihis fo fudden Bufirefs. 

Ld.Cap. Good Night, 
Get thee to bed and reft, for thou haft need. lExeuHt. 

Jul Farewel; 
God knows , when we (hill meet again. 
I have I faint cold Fear thrills through my Vein.', 
That almoft freezes up the heat of Fire: 
I'll call th'm back again to comfort me. 

j^urfe whit fhoulil (he da hext\ 

My difmal Scene, I needs mufl iOc ilone ; 

Come Vial what if this Mixture do not woiktftaUi 

Shall I be married to morrow Morning? _. • 

No, no, this (hall forbid it; Lye thou there. . ,j- 

What if it be a Poifon, which the Friar, -;, 

SubtiUy hath miniftrcd, to have 'me deail. 

Left in this Marriage he ftiould be diftionour'd, ". . , 

Becaiife he married me before to Romeo f 

I fear it is, and yet methii^s it thoHld not. 

For he hath ftill been tried a HJy Man. 

How, if when I am laid into the Tomb, 

1 wake before thj time, that Romeo 

Come to redeem me? There's a fearful l^oint! 

Shall I not then be ftiflcd in he Vault,- 

To whnfe foul Month no healthfime Air breaths in; 

And th-re die ftranpled eV my Romeo comes? 

Or H I live, it is not "ery lik'i, 

Thchofrihlf conceit of Deah ad Night, 

Together wih the Terror of the plscf. 

As in a Vult, an ancitnr Receptacle, 

Where, for rhefe many h'u dred Years, the Bonesi 

of all my buritfl Anctftors are pacltt; 

Where bl xdy Tybalt, yn but ^een in Eartli, 

Lies feftring in h:s Shrowd; where, as ihey^fay^^^,! 

At^foitf; Hours in the Night, Spirits refort-— t '-'' *!>», 



Romeo and Juliet. ^ > ) 9 



Alacb ilack/ is it not like that I 
So arly wakii^, what with loatklbme fmells, 
' And flirieks like Mandrakes torn out of che Earth, ■ > 

Tbic living Mortals, hearing them, run mad— — — 
Or if I walk* fhall I not be diftrau!;ht. 
Invironcd with all thefe hideous Fears, 
And madly play with my Fore-fatjhers Joinrj, 
And pluck the mangled Tjbsh from his Shroud ? 
And in this Rage, with lome great Kinfman's Bone* 
As with a Club, dalh out my defberate Brains! 
Olook! methinhs I fee my Counn's €hoft. 
Seeking out Romeo, that did /pit his Body 
Upon his Rapier's Point: Stay, Tybalt flay! 
Remtt! Remt$! Remto! bere'ldrink— Idrink tothee. [Exitl 

SCENE IV. AUall. 

Enter Lidj Capulet Md Nurfe* 
t**Citf, Hold, 
Take thefe Keys and fetch more Spices, Nurfe. 
Hmr. They call for Dates and Quinces io the Paftry,^ 

Enter Capulet, 
C*f, Come, ftir, ftir, flir,' 
The fecond Cock hath crow'd, 
The CuEphew Bell hath rung, 'tis three a Clock : 
Look to the bak'd Meats, good jingelica. 
Spare not for coft. 

Nur. Go, you Cot-quean, go ; * 

Get you to Bedj faith you'll be tick to morrow 
For this Night's Watching. 

C^. No not a whit, I have watch'd e'er now 
Alt Night for a lefs Caufe, and ne'er been fick. 

L*. Cap. Ay, you have been a Moufe-hunt, in your timcj 
But I will watch you^ from fuch watching, now'. 

[Ex. Ladj Capulet AndNmfi. 
Cap, A jealous-hood, a jealous-hood—— 
Now, Fellow, what's there? 

Enter three or four with SpitSy and Logs, and Basket s» 
Sir, Things for the Cook, Sir,,but I know aoc what. 
Cap. Make hafte, make hafte, Sirrah, fetch drier Log's. 
Call '^ftrr, he will (h*« thee where they are^ 

F 1 " Sir. i 



1I40 Romeo «»iJ Juliet. j 

Ser. I hive a Head, Sir, that will find out Logs, 
And never trouble Peter lor the matter. 

Caf. Mais and, well faid, a merry Hoifon. ha! 

Thou Ihah be Logger-hsid ■ good Faiih,'tis Day. 

[fJaj-Afai/c^. 
The County will be here with Mafick ftraight. 
For fo he faid he would. I hear him near. 
Nurfe, Wife, what ho! What. Nurfe, I fayf 

Enter Nurfe. 
Go waken >;/«. go and trim her up, 
I'll go and cha with Pmu : Hie; make haBt, 
Make hafte. I ny. [£«.l Caffulet. 

SCENE drawl Mid.difcevtrt Juliet en a Bed.. 

Nht. Miftrefs. what Mtllieli! Julia! Fattl Wlr- 

rant her. « , , 

Why Lamb why Lady Fie you flug-a-bed 

Why Love, I fay— MadalD, Sweet-heart— Why Bride 

What, not i Word I You take your Pennyworths now; 
Sleep for a week; for the next Night I warrant. 
The County Pttrii hath fct t p his reft. 

That you (hould reft but little God forgive me 

Marry and Amen -How fjund is Ihe afleep? 

1 muft netdi wake htr : Madam, Madam, Madam, 

Ay, let the County take you in your Bed 

He'll fright you up y'faith. Will it not be ? 
'Whatdreft, and in your Cloaths — and down again! 

I m.ilt needs awake you ! Lady, Lady, Lady 

Alas I airs! help I help I my Lady's dead. 
O wtU-a-day, that ever I was born I 
Some jlina-ma lio ! my Lord, my Lady ( 
Enter Lxdj Capuiet. 
Jjt Otf. what Noife is here! 
Nur. O lamentable Day ! 
Ln.Ctp Wiiat is the matter! 

Nitr. Look, look oh heavy Day ! 

i^, Ca;. O me, O me, my Child, my only Life I 
Revive, look up, or I will die with thee: 
Help, help, call help. 

Enter Capuiet. 
Cap. For (hame bring Juliet forth, her Lord is come. 
Nur. She's dead, Dectift, Ihe's dead : Alack the Pay. 



Romeo and Juliac. 1141 

JU. C^^ Alack the Day» (he's dead, (he's dead, fiie^ dead. 

CV. Ha ! Let me fee her O'Jt alas, fhe'l cold, 

Her Blood is kiticd, and htr Joints a^e ftiff. 
Life and thefe Lips have fong been fepiMted? 
Death lies' on her, hke an untimely Froft 
Upon the fweettft Fiower of the Field. 

Nttr. O lameritable Day! 

La. Cap. O woful time .' — ' 

Cap. Death, that hath ta'enher heneeto ratlte loe wail. 
Ties up my Tongue, and wilt not let me fp alt. 
£»/»r Fmr Lawrence, andHn-: 

Fri. Come} is the Bndc ready to go to Church t 

Capt Ready to go, but never to return. 
OSoii, the Night before thy WecJding-day, 
Hath Death lain with thy Wife i See, there (he licj. 
Flower as (he was, Deflower'd now by him : 
Death is my Son-in-Liw, Death is my Heir, 
My Daughter he hath wedded. I w>'l die. 
And leave him all. Life, living, all is Death's, 

P4r. Have I thought long to fee thii Morning's Face. 
And doth it give me fuch a (ight as this! 

La, Cap, Accurft, unhappy, wretched, hateful Day. 
Moft miferahle Hour, that time e'er.faw 
In lafting Labour of his Pilgrimage. \ 

But one, poer one, one poor and loving Child, 
fiut one thing to rejoice and (ohce in, 
And cruel Death hith catcht it from my iighrn 

Nur. O wo I O woful, woful, woflil Day ! 
Moft hmentable Day f moft woful Day 1 
That ever, ever, I did yet behold, " 
O Day I O Day ! Q Day I O hateful Day I 
Never was fen fo black a Day as ihisi 
O wofol Day 1 O woful Day ( 

far. Beguil*d, divorced, wronged^ fpighied, Oain i 
Mort deteftible Death, by thee beguil'd, 
By€ruef, cruel thee quire overthrown—^ , 
O Lo»e» O Life! not Life, but Love io Death. 

Cap, Defpis'd, diftteflTed, hated, marryr'd, kiUM*-- 
ilncomfortable time, why cam'ft thou now 
To murther, mother our S !em ity^ 
Child! q Ch^ld* my Sou],i.nd not my Oiilctf' '^^^^'^^ 

F 3 13|ea<J 



n 42, Romeo and Juliet. 

Dead art thou ■ >I«ck my Child is dead. 

And -wah my Child, my Joys are buried. 

J^ri. Peace ho for fti»me Confufions? Care lives not 

In thefe Confufions. Heav'n and your felf 
Had part m this f«ir Maid, now Heav'o hath,ali» 
And all the better is it for the Miid: 
Your part in her, you could not keep from Deatn, 
But Heav'n keeps his part in eternal Life ; 
The moft you fought was her Promotion, 
■For 'twas your Heav'n that ftxe ftiould be advanc'di 
And weep ye now, feeing (he is advanc'3 
Above the Clouds, as high as Heav'n itfeif! 
O in this love, you love your Child fo ill. 
That you run mad, feeing that (he is well. 
She's nbt well Married that lives married long. 
But (he's beft Mirried that dyes married young. 
Dry up your Tears, and ftick your Rofemary 
On this fair Coarfe, and is the Cuftom is, 
All in her beft Array, bear her to Church: 
For tho* fond Nature bids us all lament, 
■Yet Nature's Tears are Rcafon's MeT'mcnt. 

Cap. All things that we ordained Feftival, 
Turn from their Office to black Funeral; . , 
Our Inftruments, to melanchoUy Bells; 
Our Wedding Cbear, to a fad burial Feaft; 
Our folemii Hymns, to ftilleti Dirges ehange ; 
Our Bridal Flowers, fervc for a buried Coarfej 
And all things change them to the conttrary, 

Fri. Sir. go you in, and Madam, go with him. 
And go. Sir Parij, every one prepare 
To follow this fair Coarfe unto her Grave. 
The Heav'ns do lowre upon you for fome ill : 
Move them no morf, by crofting their high Wilh [Exewitn 

M». Faith we may put up our Pipes and be gone. 

Nht, Honeft good Fellows: Ah, put up, put up, 
for well ycu know this ii a pitiful Cafe. 

M». Ay, by my Troth, the Cafe may be amended. 
'Emut Peter. 

Veu Muficiani: Oh Muficians, 
Heart's eafe. Heart's eafe; 
p\ and you will have iqc liyr, play Heart's e^. 



Komeo tfffJ Juliet. 1143 

Mm. Why Heart's cafe i 

Pet, OMaddtcis, 
BecaL.le oiy Heatt it felf plays, my Heart is full* 

J14M, N« 3 dump *e, 'tis no [jme tq play now, 

Ptt. You will nott^icn? 

Mm. No. 

Pet. I will then give it you fotindly. 

Mm. What will you give u^ 

Ptt* No Mony on my F^ith, but the Gleek. 
I will give you tbf Mintftrel. 

Mm. Thfn I will eive you the Serving Creature. 

Pet, Then will I liy thertrr»ijigCre»tiire'sD»Bgeronyour 
Fate. I will carry noCrotchets> l'll|l.eyou> i'llFayou,(la 
you Note me. 

Mm. And you P.c us, and Fa us, you Note' m. 

2 Mm. Pray you put up your Digger, 
And put out your Wit. 
Then have af you with'^my Wit. 

Pit. I will dry-beat you with ta Iron Wit* 
And put up iqy Iron Digger. 
Aofwer me Ii{ce Men : 

When piping Griefs the Heart doth wouod 
Then Mufick wjth her Silver found- ■ ■ 
Why Silver found i Why Mulick with her Silver li»und ) 
What fay you, SmM Cutting f 

Mm. Aiirry, Sir, becaurc Slver h'th a fwect found, 

Ptt, Prateft ? what fiy you, Ifrn^h Rebetki 

iMm.l fay Silver fourd, beciule Miificians found fbr Sil* 

Pet. Prateft too! what fay yoUt James SoMnd'PtJH /vcr, 

; Mm, Faith I know not what (o fay. 

Pet. O I cry you mercy, you are the Singer. 
I will fiy for you, it is Mufick with her Silver found, 
Becaufe MuHcians have no Gold for ibundtng; 
Then Mufick with her Silver found, with fpetd^ help doth 
lendredKfs. [£*/f. 

Mm. What a peflJlent Khave is thisfame! 

2 Mm. Hang him. Jack, come, we'll in herc,tirry for the 
Mourners, and flay Dinner. - V^''n 



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XI 44 Romeo atul Juliet. 

A C T V. SCENE I. 

SCENE Mantua. 

Enttr Romeo. 
M.9ia. TF I may truft che flittering truth of Sleep, 

X My Drami prefage fome joyful News at bud: 
My Bolom's Lord fits lightly in his Throne, 
And all this winged uniccuflom'd Spirit, 
I.ifts me above the Ground with chcjiAil Thooghtk 
I dreamt my Lady cime and found me dead, 
(Strange Dream I that gives a dead Man leave to thinfc^ 
And breath*d fuch Life with KifT^s io my Lips, 
,Thit I reviv'd, and was an Emperor. ■ 
Ah mel how fweet is Love it felf poffeft. 
When but Love's Shadows are fo rich in Joyi 
Emtr Romeo'j Mtm. 

News from Verond How now BsbhaxMr^ 

Dpft rhou not bring me Letters from the Friar f 
How doth my Lady ? Is my Father wcHf 
How duth my Lady Jiiliit f That I ask again^ 
For rothing can be ill, if (he be well. 

Mam. Then ftic is well, and nothing can be ill. 
Her Body fleeps in CapnUt's Monument, 
And her immortal part with Angels lives; 
1 Taw her laid low in her Kindreds Vault, 
■^nd prefently took Poft to tell it you : 
O pardon me for bringing thefe ill News, 
Since you did leave it for my OfBce, Sir. 

Horn. Is it even Co? 

Then I deny you Stars. 

]Thou knoweft my Lodging, get me Ink and Rper, 

And hire Poft-Horfes, I will hence to Night. 

AfuM. I do befeech you. Sir, have patience i 
Your Looks ire pale and wild, and do import 
?oiiie Mifadventurf . ' 

Rom. Tufli, thou art decei/d, 
l-eave me, and do the thing I bid thcedoi ~ , 
|Jaft,jhoyRo^e^terstoqi^ffointheFriarl ' ^'^^^V^'^ 



Romeo aatd Juliet, % 1 45 

Mm. No; good my Lord. 
Rtm. No matter : <Set thee gone. 
And hire thofefiorfes I'll be wkfa thee flnight. [Exit Mtm. 
Vt^jMliat, 1 will lye with thee to Night; 
Xet's fee for maai— ^O Mischief thou art fwift 
Toencer in the Thought of defpe»tc,Mei>: 
I do remeiaber an Apothecary, 
And hereabouts he dwellf, which late I noted 
In tatter'd Weeds, with overwhelming Riows. 
Calling of Simples; Meager were hit Looks, 
Shirp Mifery hard worn him to the Banes : 
And io his needy Shop a Tortoife hung. 
Ad Alligator flufc. and other Skins 
Ofill-Aiap'd Filhcs, and about his Shelves 
A beggarly Account of empty fioxei: 
Green earthen Pots, Bladders, and mufty Seed^ 
B.emn«Qts of Packthread, and old Cakes of R.olc« 
Were thinly fcattered, to make up a Ihew. 
Noting this Peoury, to my fcif I faid. 
And if a Man did need a Poifbn now, 
Whofe falc is prefent Death in Mkmtfid, 
Here lives a Caitiff Wretch would fell it him. 
O this lime Thought did but fore-run my Need, 
And this fame need)^ Man muft fell it me. * 

As I lemembcrjthij fhould be the Houfr, 
Being holy-day, ch^ Beggar's Shop is Ihut. 
What hoi Apotheou'I 

Eater jtpttb*CMj» 

Ap. Who oails lb loudj 

Ram, Come hither Man, I fee that thouartpoor. 
Hold, there is forty Ducats, let me have 
A Dram of Poifon, fuch foon-fpecding Geer, 
As wilt difperfe it felf thro' ail the Veins, 
That the Life-wcary-tafccr may fall Dead, 
And that the Trunk may be difcharg'd of Breath, 
As violently, as hafty Powder fir'd 
Doth hurry from the fatal Cannon's Womb. 

Ap. S\l(h Mortal Drugs I hive, \MxMaMutC% L«w 
\% Death ro any he that utters them. 

^fl/». Art thou fo bare and fuIJ of Wretchedneis, 
J^^ fear'^ t(> dy«? Famiiiel) in thy Ch«k^ 



1 1 4^ Romoo and Juliet. 

Need lad Opprellion ftirveih in thine Eycs» 
Contempt and Beggary iiing on thy Back; 
The Warld is not thy Fri«wJ, nonhcWorfd^l Liw; 
The World afibrds no Law ro make thee Rich. 
Then be not Poor, but break it* and tike tb[s. 

j^. My Poverty, bat not tny Witl eonfenti. 

Rom. I pray thy Poverty, ^nd not thy Will. 

j^ Put this in any Liquid thing you wiUi 
And drfnk it oS, and if you had the Stren^h 
Oi twenty Men, it would difpitch you ftrsighe. ■ 
• Rom. There is thy Gold, worfe Poifon to Mens SouF^' 
Doing more Murder in this loathfom World, 
Thin thefe poor Compounds that thou may'A not fell : 
, I fell thee Poifon, tttou haft fold me none. 
Fareweh buy Food, and get thy felf in Fte/h. 
Come Cordiu, and not I^ifon, go with me 
To JmUe^t Grave, for there muft I ufe thee. {Exemn^ 

S C E Isi E 11. Ue Mmafiety near Verona. 

Emer Friar Jojin to Friar Lawr^ce, 
John* Hdy FroMtifcM fmt\ Brother! hoi 
Lmv. This fame Ihoukd be the Voice o( Friar ytfml 

Welcome from Aituuiia, whit fays Romio ? 

Orif birMind be vtir, give me his Letter, 
John* Going to 6od a bare-foot Brother o«r, 

One of our Order, to alfociate me. 

Here in this Ciiy vifiting the Sick, 

A.'»d finding him, chs Searchers of the Town, ^ 

Sufp^fting that we boch were in a Houfe 

Wiiere Uitt infeiSiom Peftilenccdid reign, 

Seai'd up the Doors, sn^ would not let us fonh^ 

So thit m)' rpeed to Jtiani»» there was flaid. 
Law, Who hare my Lcccer then to Remtof 
yoh^. I cnuld not fend it; here it is agaiQ, 

Kor get a Mtifenger to bring it thee, 

So jarful were they of Infedion. 
Law. Unhappy Forttinc I by my BrotherhDod, 

The Letter was not nice, but full of Charge 

Qf dear import, and the neglei^tng it 

May do much Pang^r^ Priar Jok^.go hence. 



Romeo and JuHcc. ^147 

Get me an Iron Crowi uid bring it ftieight 
Unto my Cell. 

John. Brother, I'll go and bring it tbec. \Bxit. 

Lau). Now mufl I to the Monumeat alone. 
Within this three Hours will fair Jmliet wake. 
She will beflirew me much, that Ramto 
Hath had no notice of thefe Accidents : 
But I will write again to M*ntM4, 
And keep her at my Cell 'till. Romte come. 
Poor living Coarfe, dos'd in a deatl Man's Tomb. [Emt. 

SCENE III. A Churchyardy in it, s noble 
Monument helonging to the Capulets. 

Enter Paris and his P>*ge, with d Light. 

?». @ive mc tby Torch, Boy; hence. »d ftaad tbof * 
Yet put it out, for I would not be feen : 
Under yond' young Trees lay thee all along. 
Liying thy £ar clofe to the hollow Ground, 
So fhall no [foot upon the Church-yard tread. 
Being loon-, unGrm, with digging up of Graves, 
But thou (halt hear it: Wbiftle then to me, 
Asfignal that thou heareft fomething approach. 
Give mt thofe Flowers. Do as I bid thee, go. 

Fug. I am almoA afraid to fland alone 
Here in th» Cburch>yard, yet I will adventure. {Exiu 

Par, Sweejr' Flower, with Flowers thy bridal Bed I firew : 
O Woe, thy Canopy is Duft and Stones, 
ffhich with fweet Water nightly I will dew. 
Or wanting that, with Tears diflitl'd by Monesj 
"'he Obfequies that I for thee will keep, 

ightly (hill be, to ftrew thy Grave and weep. 

\Tht Saj whifiUt, 
The Boy gives warning, fomething doth approach,—^ 
Whit curfed Foot wanders this way to Night, 
To ctofs my Obfequies, and true Loves Rigbt^ 
What with a Torch? Muffle me, Nigh% a while. 
Enter Romeo A»d Peter -with a lAght, 

Ram. Give me that Mattock, and the wrenching Tron. 
^old, take this Letter^ e^rl^ in ^he Morning ^ ^k 

' Se«, 



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11481 Romeo and Julicc 

See thou delivCT it to my Lord and Father.' 

Give me the Light; upon thy Life I chirge thee> 

Whace'er thou hear'ft or feeft, fland all aloofj 

And do nor micrrupt me in my Courfe. 

Why I dtrcend into this Bed of D.-atb, 

Is partly-to behold my Lady's Face: 

But chufly to take thence from her dead Finger. 

A precious Ring, a King that I mufl ufe 

In dear Employment, therefore hence be gone: 

But if thou, Jealous, doft return to Pry 

In what £ further (hall intend to do. 

By Heav'n I will tear thee Joint by Joiot^' 

And drew this hungry Church-yard with thy Lifflbsj 

The Time, and my Intents are favage wild» 

More fierce, and more inexorable far. 

Than empty Tygers, or the roaring Sei. 
Pa. I will be gone Sir, and not trouble you. 
JPm*. SoAaltthouniew meFriendfliip: Take thon that> 

Live and be profperous, and farewel good Felfow. 
Tet. For all this fame, I'll hide me here about. 
His looks I fear, and his intents I doubt. \E^t^ 

Rtm. Thou deteftable Maw, thou Womb of Death, 
6org*d with the deareft Morfel of the Earth : 

Thus I enforce thy rotcen Jaws to opeo, 

[Brtakjng open the Mtimmeml^ 
And in defpight, V\\ cram thee with more Food. 
P^. This is that binifhi haughty Mtmntt^ut 
That murchered my Love's Coufin ^ with which Grief, 
It is fuppofird the Fair Creature died. 
And here is come to do fom* Vilhuous Shame 
To t^e dead Bodies: I will apprehend him. 
Stop ihy unhollowed Toil, vile NUutUi^mt: 
Ca- V npeancc be purfu'd further than Death? 
Condconned Vill3ir>, I do apprehend thee; 
Obey, and ^o with me, for thou muA Die.' 

Ram, I muft indeed, and therefore camel hitfier*** 
Good gentle Youth, tempt not a deiperate Man, 
Fly hence and leave me, think upon thofe gone. 
Let them affright thee. I befeech thee. Youth,' . ' 

PuU not another Sin itpon my Head, 
By urging me to Fury. O begone. 
By Heaven I love thee better iban piy fclf; ]po^ 



I Romeo and Juliet. x 1 49 

< For I come hither arin'cl agtioft my felfi 

I Sny not, be gone ; Live, and hereafter fay^ 

I Amad KLh's Mercv bid thee run away. 
hn: I do defie thy Commiferation, 
And apprehend thee for a Fellon here. 
Rem* Wilt thou provoke me? Then have at thee Boy. 

[Thy Bghu Paris jW/i. 
Tag. O Lord they Fight. I will go c'all the Watch. 
Par. O I am (lain ^ if thou be Metclfal} 
Open the Tomb, lay me>wiih jHliet. 

Rtm. In Faith I will: Let me perufe this FacC*— 
^o-cwm's Kinfmif. 1 Noble Couny PiiWi .' 
Wbjt laid my Man, when my betolTcd Soul , 
Did not attend him as we rodef 1 think 
He told mc PMris Ihould have m;rried Julit$* 
Slid her.ot f i Or did I dream irf^? 
Or im I mad, hearing him talk of yiflitt. 
To think it was foi O give me thy Hand, 
Odc writ with me in {bitr Miifurtune'sBoofc* 

I HI bury thee in a Triumphant Grave. 

AQravef O no a Lanthorn, Hiughter'd Youth: 
For here lyes yuliet, and her Beauty makes 
This Vauh a Ftaiting Prtfcnce full of Light. 
Death,, lye thiu thete, by a dead Man interr'd. 
How oft when Men are at the Point of Death, 
Have they been Merryi Which their Keepers alt 
A Lightning before Deaihf O how may I 
Call this a Lightning ? O my Love, my Wife, 
Death that haih futkt the Honey of thy Breath* 
Hjth had no Power y« upon thy Beauty: 
Thou art not Conquer'd, Beauty's Enflgn yet 
Is Crimfon in rhy Lips, and in -thy Checks, 
And Death's pale Flag is not advanced there. 
Tjialc, ly'ft thou there in thy bloody Sheet ! 

' O what more Favour can I doto thee, 

[■' Then with that Hand that cut thy .Youth in twain, 
Tofunder his that was thy Enemy { 
Forgive me, Coufin. Ah dear yuliei : 
Why art ihou yet fo fair? I will believe, 
Shall 1 believe, that unfubilantial Death it Amorous! 
And that the lean abhored M^nfter, keeps 
Thee here in Dark, to be his Paramour! •- ■'^^'^^^^Fiw 



2150 Romeo and Juhct. 

For feu of that, \ flill will Riy with ther, 

And never fromt^is Palace of dim Night 

Depart again ; Come lye thou in my Armr, 

Here's to thy Health, where-e'er thou tumblcft in.' 

A true Apotheot}' .' 

Thy Drugs are quick. Thus with a Ktfi I die* 

I>epirE again; here, here will I remain. 

With Worms that are thy Chambcr-Maidsi O here 

Will I fct up my E?<Hafting reft; 

And Ihake the Yoak of inaufpiciotis Stars 

From this Wand's wearied Flefti, Eyes look yourlaft. 

Arms take your hft Embrace ; and Lips, O you 

The Doors of Breath, feal with a Righteous Kifs 

A dateleft Bargain to engroOing Death ; 

Come bitter CondttA, come unfaVoury Gttide, 

Thou defperate Pilot, now at once run on 

The dafhing Rocks thy Sfa-lick weary Bark : 

Hcrrt to my Love. O triie Apothecary! 

Thy Drugs are qoicb. Tlius with a Kifs I die. 

Enter Frisr Lawrence Tvirh LMnthern, Crmv, and Sfgde* 

Fri. Sr, Frsncii be my Ipeed, how oft to Night 
Have my old Feet ftumbled at Graves? Who's there? 

Pet. Here's one, t Friend, and one that knows you well. 

Fri. Blifs be upon you. Tell me, good my Friend^ 
What Torch is yond, that vainly lends his Light 
To grubs and eyelefs ScdUs? As I difcein, 
tt burneth in the Cafukts Monument. 

Pet. It doth fo. Holy Sir, 
And there's my Mafter, one that you Love. 

Fri. Who is it \ 

Pet. Remto. 

Fri, How long hath he bi^cn thete? 

P«. Full half an hour. 

Fri. Go with me to the Vault, 

Per. I dare not. Sir. 
My Mafter knows not but I am gone bence« 
And fearfully did menace me with Death, 
If I did ftay to look on his Intents. 

Fri. Stay, rhen I'll gq alone; fear comes Upon me; 
O much I fear Ibme ill unlucky thing. 

■ , , . A.o.Vk- Pet, 



Romeo and Juliet,, z i j i 

Pit. Ai I did deep under ihis young Tree here, . 
I dreamt my Mafl^r and arother nughr. 
And thit my Mafter flew him. 

Fri, Rtmtf! 
AIick» alack, what Blood is this which Aains 
The llony Entrance of this Sepulchre f 
What mean th fi; MaHerUrs and Goary Swords 
To lie difcolour'd by this place of Peace! 
Rtmeo! oh pale! Whoelfct What ?4»i too? 
And fterp'd in Blood j Ah what an ankindHour 
Is guilty of this lanentable Chancci 
The Latly ftirs. 

Jml. O cnrafoitable Friar, wlKrc** ay Lord? 
1 do Fcmeniber well where I fhould be ; 
And there I am ; where is my Saile§ f 

FrU I hear fDine noKe» Lady, cune from ihac Neft 
Of Death, Contagion, and unoaturat Sleep; * 

A greater Power than we can CODtndift 
Huh thwarted oui Intents; cora^ c<Mne away. 
Thy Hu-band in thy Bofom there lyes I>ead> 

And Paris too Come I'll diipofe of thee. 

Among a Sifterhood of Holy Nuns : 

&a]r not to queflion, for the Watch is comiog* 

Come, go good JnUetf I dare no longer Aay. 

[£«>, 

Jml. Go, get thee heiMe, f<»' I will rot away. 
What'sherel A Gup clos'd in my true Love's hand? 
Poiron I fee hath been his timekfs End. ~- 

O CSiurl, drink all, and left no Friendly drop. 
To help me af^tcr! I will Kifs thy Lips, 
Haply fome Poifm yet doth Hai^ oa tiieni. 
To make me Die with a Reftotative. 
Thy Lips are warm. 

Fnur B«j mi Wntcli. 

Watch. Lead Boy, which w&yt 

Jul. Yea, noile! 
Then I'll be brief. O hapfiy Dagger, 
'Tis in thy Sheath, there ruft and let me die. 

iKiUs her felf. 

Bej. This is the place. 
There where the Torch doth burn. 

Waich, 



1152, Borneo and Juliet. 

Wu€b. The Grouiid is bloody. 
Search abaot the ctiutch-yird. 
Gofomeof you, who e'er you find attach. 
Pitiful fight f here lies the County (Inn, 
And Jmiitt bleeding, warm, arid newly dead,' 
Who here hath hin thefe two Days buried. 
Go tdl the Prinze, run to the Ctpitlets, 
KvHeuftheMoMntaimn, fome others {eiTch~—— 
Wcfce the Grouodwhereon thefe Woes do lyej 
But the true GrouDd of all thefe piteous Woes 
We canoot without Circaiftince dtfcry* 

EMtrfiwMwfthtWsteh with fLoineo'j Maih 

X Wdub. Here's f«*»« s Man. 
We found him in the Church-yard. 

I WMtek. Hold him in Gifety, 'tiUthePrbcecemeshidier* 

Emter FrUr *nd » third W*tchm*H, 
'l VRucb, Here isa Friar that trembles, fighs and weeps: 
We took this Mattock aod this Spade from him. 
As be was coming from this Churcli-yard fide. 

iWmth. A ^eat SufpicitHi, flay the Friar too. 
Emer the Prinet mU AtttniMiOt^ 

Priwct. What mifadventure is fo early up, 
Tlut calls our Perfoo from our Morning's Kcft ! 
Enter Capulet 4uid L$ij Capulet. 

Ctf» What fliould it be that they fo ihriek abroad! • 

h*.Ci^ O the People in the Street <ty Xome*, 
Some y»iitf and fome Pttris, and all run 
With open out-cry toward our Monument, 

Primce. What Fear ii this Which flartles in your Ears! 

Wdtch. Sovcraign, here lyes the County Pdris Qain, 
And Xnua dead, and Ji^itt dead before. 
Warm and new kill'd. 

Primcti Search, , 

Seek, and know how this foul Murtfaer comes. 

Witch. Heie is a Friar, and flaughter'd Rmtn's Man^ 
With Inftraments upon them, fit to open 
Thefe dead Mens Tombs, 

C^. O Heiv'n 1 
O Wife, look how our Diuehter bleeds I 
This Dagger hath mifta'co, for k« his Houfe 



Romeo and Juliet. 1 1 5 j 

Is empty on the bick of MtunmjMt 

And is tnif-flicathed in my Daughter's Bofom* 

La. O^, O me, this fight of Deith is u a Bdl, 
Thit wwns my old Age to a Sepulcher. 
Enttf Mountigue. 

fri. Come, Aitmntagut, for thou irt early up,' 
To fee thy Son and Heir now early down; 

M»H». Alit, my Liege, my Wife is dead to Nigh^' 
Grief of my Son's £xile hath ftop'd lier Breath: 
What further Wo confpires igainft my Aget 

fri. Look, and thou Ihatt fee. 

Mtiti. O tkou untaught, what Manners is to tliif> 
To (Kcrs before thy Father to a Graved 

fri.Seil up the mouth of Out-rage for « whilfi 
Till we can clear thefe Ambii^uities, 
And know their Spring, their Head, their true Defcent; 
And then will { be General of your Woes, 
And lead you even to Death. Mean time forbear. 
And let Mifchance be Slave to Patience. 
Bring forth the Parties of Sufpicion. 

Fri. I am the greatefti able to do teail. 
Yet moft furpedcd, as the Time and Place 
Doth make againd me, of this direful Murthert 
And here I ftand both to Impeach and Purge 
My feif Condemned, and my felf Excus'd. 

Pri. Then fay at once whit.lhou doll know in this { 

fri, I will be brief, for my fhort date of Breath 
Is not fo long as is « tedious Tale. 
/«•», there dead, was Husband to that ymlieti 
And (he there dead, that Romeo's faithful Wife: 
I Married them; and their ftoln Marriage Day 
Was Tjhdii'i Dooms-day. whole untimely Death 
Banilh'd the new-made Bridegroom from this City; 
For whom, and not for Tjialtt Jmlitt ptn'd. 
You, to remove that Siege of @rief from her, 
Betroth'd, and would have Married her perforce 
To County Parti. Then comes (he to me, •■ 
And, with wild Looks, bid me devife fome means 
To rid her from this fecond Marriage, 
Or io my Cell there would Ihe kill her felf. 

yoL. V, ■ G .A.oo«3lli« 



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fci54 Romeo and Juliet. 

Then give I her (Co turor'd by my An) 

A fleeping Potion, ^hich fo [ook effed \ 

As I iatended, for it vroi^t on her 

The form of Death. Mean time I write to R^mer, . 

That he Ihould hither come» is this dire Night, 

To help to. lake her from her borrowed Qtave, 

Being the time the Potion's force (bould ceafe. 

But he .whidl bore my Letter, Friar John, ■ 

Wjs ftaid by Accident, and yeftcrnigbt 

Returned my Letter bach ; then all alone> 

At the prefixed Hour of her waking, 

Came I to take her from her Kindreds Vault» 

Meaning to keep her dofely at my Cell* 

'Till I conreniently could fend' to Jitmn. 

But when I came (fome Minute e'er the time 

Of iicr wdttng^ here untimely Uy 

The Noble Fariif and true Rtmn dead. 

She w^esi and I intteit her to come forth, , 

And bear this Work of Heav'n with Patience: 

But then ■ Noife did fcare me from the Tomb, 

And fhe, too defperatc, would not go with me. 

But* as it feems, did Violence on her fetf. 

AM this [ know, and to the Marrtsse her Nurfe ii privy: 

If ought in this mifcarried by my-faul^ 

Let my old Life be faatlic'd, lome Hour before the tim«. 

Unto the Rigour of fevereft Law. 

Pri. W« ftill have known thee for an Holy Man. 
Where's JC#w«'s Man? What can he fay to this! 

Peter. I bibi^ht my Mafter News ofjHlitt'i Death* 
And then in Foil he came from M«tntu* 
To this fame Place, to this fame Monument. 
This Letter he early bid me give his Father, 
And thrcatned me with Death, going in the Vault. 
If Z departed not, and left him inere. 

Pri. Give me the Letter, I will look on it. 
Where is the County's Page that rais'd the Watch! 
Sirrah, what made your Maftei in this Place ! 

Ptigt, Me came with Flowwt to ftrew his Lady's Grave* 
And bid me ftand aloof, and fo I did: 
Anon comes one with hght to ope the Tofu^' 



Romeo and Juliet. 1155 

And by and by ary lifafler <h«w oniirmr '- 

And then I ran «riy to cill the Watclb ,; 

Av'. This Letter doth make gdod the Friar's vonh* 
Thsir Courfe of Lovci the tidings of her Deatk : 
And here he wfit«> that he did buy a Poifea 
Of* poor 'Potheciry, and- therewithal 
Came to this Vault to die, and lye with jMlitt. 
Where be thele Enemieif Capitltt, Memtuffttt 
See what a Scourge is laid upon your Hate. 
That Heav'n finds means to kilt your Joys with Lovet 
And I, for winking at your D»fcordstoo> 
Have lofl: a brace of Kinimen: Atl are ponifth'd. 

G^.' O Brother MeunntgHt, give me thy Hand* 
This is inyDaiightcr's Jointure j for 00 more 
Cm I demand. ■ 

MoHH. Butlcu} give thee mprei 
lor I will raife her Statue in piireOold,' - ' "• 

That while «!-«*• by that .Name is>,.toiowrji 
There JhaU no Figure at that rate be fct, . ■ 

As that of true and faithful j'liiKer. 

G9. As rich fluH JEtfiwufay hi*Lady4yV 
Poor Sacrifices of our Enmity.. ."■-•- 

Pri. A gloomy Peace this Morning with it bringSt 
TheSunfof Sorrow will not fhewshis Heady. 
Go hence to hive more talk of thefe fad things; 
Some fliall be pardon'd, and Tome punilhed. 
For never was a Story of naore Wo, 
ThiQ this of Juliet, tad her Rtrntt. {Eximit tmtut* 



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PROLOGUE. 

Two HouJiaUs, bath alike in 'Dignity, 
(^Infair Verona, whrn we lay nrSeene) 
From antient Grudge^ 6reak to new Mutiny, 

Where Civil Blood maket Civil Hands unclean : 
From forth the fatal Loins ofthefetwo Foes, 

A fair of Star-crofs'd Lovers take their Life) 
Wbofe mif-adventur'dpitious Overthrows, 

"Do, with their "Death, Imry theirVarents Strife. 
ThefearfiU¥aff'aie of their Death-mark'd Love, 

And theContinuance of their "Parents Rage, 
Which tat tbeirChitdrens txd nought could remove. 

It now the two Hours Traffck of oar Stage. 
The which, if you with patient Ears attend. 
What hereJhaUmifs, our Toil IhaUJlrive to mend. . 



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llmon, A Noble Athenian. 



Apemantus, a cburlijh Thilofofher 

Semptonius, mother fitttering Lord. 

Alcibiadet, jm Athojian Generdl. 

Flavius, Stiward to Timon. ■ 

FJatniniuS) ^ 

Lucilius, >TimoAV Serutnts. 

Scrvilius, J 

Caphis, 

Varro, / 

Philo, SeveriU Servants to Ufurers. 

Titusj 

LuciuS) " ' >' "■_ ; 

Hotcenfius,! T /' 

Ventidius, otK ofTimoa'sfalfe Friends. 

Cupid and Rasters. 

^f"'*'^ tMJlreps to Aicibiiia. 

Thieves, Senators, "Poet, Taiater, JiwetUri Mer- 
cer and Merchtnt i with divers Servants and 
Attendants. 

SCENE Athens, W tht Woois not far 
froin it. 



TTIMON 

A.OOgIC 



1 1 m. N 

OF 

A T H E N S. 

ACT I. SCENE!. 

SCENE A Hal! in Timon's Houfe* 

Enter Poet, Painter, Jeweller, Merchant, an^ Mer- 
cer, at /evera/ 'Doors. 

P M T. 

IOOD Day, Sir; 
Pmk, I am glad ye are well. 
Pttt. I have iKtt feen you long, how goes 
the World? 
Paifi. U wears, Sir,as ic grows. : 
Poit. Ay, that's well known. 
Bat what particular Rarisy? What fo ftraiige, 
Which manifold record not Ratchet: Sec 
Magid of Bounty, til thcfe Spirits, thy Fowey , 
Hath coDJur'd to attcpd* 
I know the McrcluDt. . 

r , . ■ A.OOQIC 

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41 tfo Titnon of Athens. 

Pain. 1 know them both, th'other's a JcwcIUr.^ 

Mer. Q 'tis i woithy Lord. 

Jeuf* Nay. that's moft fixt. 

Mer. A moft incompirabie Man, breith'd as it wcrf. 
To an UDtirable and continuite Goodoefs : 
■ He Difles ' 

jew. I have a Jewel here. ^ " 

Mer. O pray let's /ee'r. For the Lord TimpHy Sir? 

Jew. If he will touch the Eftimatc, but for that 

Peet. When we for recompence have prais'd the vild. 
It ftains the Glory in ihit happy Vcrfe. 
Which apcly Hngs the good. 

Mer. 'Tis a good form. 

Jtu/, And rich; here Js Water, look ye. 

Pain, You are rapr. Sir, in fomeWoik, ^me Dedjcatios 
to the great Lord. 

Peel, A thing flipt idly from me. 
Our Poelie is as a Gowo, which ufcs 
From whence 'tis nouriftit ; The fire i'th* Flint 
Shews not 'till it be flruck: Our gentle Flame 
Provokes it filf, and like the current flies 
Kach bound it chafes. What have you there? 

Pdig, A Pifture, Sir; When conies jour Book forth f 

Peet. U^on the Heels of my Prefentment, Sir. 
Let's fee your Piece. 

Fain, *Tis a good Piece. 

Peet. So 'tis, this comes o£F well and excellent. 

Pdia. Indifferent. 

Perl. Admirable I How this Grace 
Spttki his own ftanding; what a mental Power 
This Eye (hoots forth ? How big Imagination 
Moves in this Lip; to th'dufflbnefs of the Gcfturr^ 
One might interpret. 

Pdiii. It is a pretty mocking of the Lifei 
Hcrt is a touch Is*t good { 

Poet. I will fay of it, 
It tutors Nature, artificial Strife 
Lives in ihefe touches livelier than Lift. 
■£»'w ctrtsiH Seman't. 

Pmk. How this Loidis foUowedl ,_;. • , 

Ptet^ 



Timon (f Athens. %t6i 

Poet. Tlie Senators of jttheitst luppy Men, 

FMtn. Look, more. 

Paet. You fee this cohflnence, this great fl(K>d of ViGter% 
I have, in this rough Work, fiiap'd out a Man, 
Whom this beneath World doth embrace and hug 
With amplcft Entertainment : My free drift 
Halts not particularly, but moves it felf 
In a wide Sea of Wax» no levell'd Malice 
Infe&s oAe Comma in the Courle I hold. 
But flies in Eagle flight, bold, and forth on* 
Leaving no Trad behind. 

PAtH, How (hall I underRind you { 

Pett. I will unbolt to you. 
Yoa fee how all Condjtjom, how all Mtnd^ 
As well of glib and flipp'ry Creatures, as 
Of grave and auftcre Quality, tender down 
Their Services to Lord Timtm His large Fortune* 
Upon his good and gracious Nature hanging. 
Subdues and properties to his Love ind Tendance 
All forts of Hearts ; yea. from thegiafs-fac'd FlaiKrer 
To jtpemMHtHSt that few things loves better 
Than to abhor himfelf, even be drops down 
The Knee before htm, and returns in peace ' 
Moll rich in Timon'i Ned. 

PM9.-1 faw them fpeak together. > 

Put. Sir, I have upon a high and pleafant Hill ~ 
Fetgn'dFortuneiobethron'd. The bafe o'th' Mount 
Is ronk'd with all Dcferts, all kind of Natures, 
That labour on the horom of this S^ihere, 
To propagate their State) j amongfl them all, 
Whofe Eyes are on thif Sovereign Lady iixr. 
One do I perfonate of Lord Ttmnv's frame. 
Whom Fortune with her Ivory Hand wafts to her, 
Whofe prefent Grace, to prefent Slaves and Servants 
Tranflates his S.ivali. 

Pmim. 'Tisconceiv'd, to {cope 
Tfai) Throne, this Fortune, and this Hill, methinks 
With one Man beckn'd from the refl below. 
Bowing his Head sgtinfl the Oeepy Mount, 

. ,■ , .,..i,Goo^lc To 



i I €% Timon of Athens. 

To climb bis H^ioeTs, would be well expreft 
In our Condition. 

Peef. Nay* Sir, but hear m»on: 
All thofe which were his Fellows bat of late. 
Some better than his Value ; on the moment 
- Follow his tlrides, his Lobbies fill with tendatice. 
Rain facrificijl Whifperings in his Ear, 
Make ficred even hisStirrop. and through him 
Drink the free Air. 

Paiu. Ay marry, what of thefe i 

Peel, When Fortune in her Ihtft and change of Moo4 
Spurns down her lite beloved; all his Dependants, 
Which laboured after him to the Mountain's top, 
Even on their Knees and Hands, let him flip dowD, 
Not one accompanying his decliniog Foot, 

Pai/t. 'Tis common : 
A thoufind moril Paintings I an fhcw. 
That Ihatl demqnftratetbefc quick blows of Fortune. 
More pregnantly thaa Words. Yet you do wel^ 
To fhew Lord Timw, that meiQ Eyes have TeeD. 
The Foot above the Head. 

'Trumfits foitntU Enter Lord Timon 4ddrt0>^ himfelf c$mrr. 

teottfij to tverj Sfiit«r. 

- Ttm. Imprilbncd is he, fay you? [7» » Mtffoiger, 

Mtf, Ay, my good Lord, five Talents is bis Debt, 
His means moft Ihort, his Creditors meft ftrtight : 
Your honourable Letter he defires 
To ihofehave Ihut him up, which fiuling to hfan. 
Periods his Co^&Ht. 

Tim. Noble Fiitiditu! well-^— 
I am not of that Fdther, to fhake off 
My Friend when he moft needs me. I do know him 
A Gentleman that well defeives a help, 
Which he Ihatlhave. rilpiytheDebt,andfreehim. 

A^ef. Your Lordftiip ever binds him. 

iTtm. Commend m'e'to htm. I will fend his Ranfom, 
And being Enfranchized, bid him come to me ^ 
^Tis not enough to he^ the feeble up. 
But to fupport him after. Fare you well, 
. Jl^ef, All Happing to your Honour. [£*»>. 

£iiter 



. Timon 0/ Athens. xi6% 

Emter ah Old Athenun. 

O. J^, LokI TtiMM, httf tat fpcak. 

Tim. Freely, good Father. 

O.Ath. Thou haft a Servant nam'd Lmciliuu 

Tim. I have fo: What of himf 

O. jith. Moft Noble Timavy call the Man before thee. 

Tim. Attends he heie or nei LucHiiu, 
Enter Lucilius. 

IakU. Here, at your LordOiip'i Service. 

0.<Ab, This Fellow here. Lord Timen, this thy Creature 
By Night frequeiits my Houfe. I im a Maa 
That from my firft have been inclin'd to Thrift, 
And my Efiate defervei an Heir more rais'dt 
Then one which Itolds a Trencher. 

Tm. Well) What further? 

O, jith. One only Daughter have I, no Kin elle. 
On whoin I may confer what I have got : 
The Maid is fair, o'ch' youngeft for a Bridc^' 
And I have bred her at my deareft eoft. 
In Qualities of the beA. This Mm of thine 
Attempts her Love : I [M'ay thee, Nobla Lord, 
. Join with me to- forbid him her Refort; 
My felf have fpoke. in vain. 

Ttm. The Man is honeft. 

0. Aih. Therefore he will be, Tfisex, 
His honefty rewards him in it felf. 
Itmuft not bear my Diugbter. 

Tim. Does Ihe love him! 

O. Atb, She is your^, and apt: 
Our own precedent PaOions do toftrud as. 
What levity's in Youth. 

Tim. Love you the Maid! 

ImcU. Ay, my good Lord, and Ihe accepts of it.. 

O. jSth. If in her Marriage my coDfent be mtfling, 
I call the Gods to witftefs, I will chufe 
Mine Heir ftam. forth the Beggars of the World, 
And difpofiefs her all. • 

Tim. Hov {ball (he be endowed. 
If Ihe be mated withan e^ual Husband ? 
. O.^jEr. ThregT^fnis on the prefent, in future aHi 

Tim. This Gentlemin of mine hath ferv'd Boe long,- '^ 

To 



i I €4. Timon of Athens. 

To build his Fortune I will ftrain 1 little, 
For 'tis a Bond in Men. @tve hiiD thy Dtngfater: 
What you bedow, in him I'll Couoterpoife* 
And make him weigh with her. 

O. Ath. Moft noble Lord, 
Pawn mc to this your Honour, Ihe is his. 

Ttm. My Hand to thee. 
Mine H >Rour on my Promife. 

Luc. Humbly Ithankyour Lordlhip: nevernay 
That State or Fortune fall into my keeping. 
Which is not owed to you. C^<*''* 

Peet. Vouchfafe my Labour, 
And tang live your Lordlhip. 

Tim, I thank you, you fliall hear from me tnon: 
Go not away. What have you there, my Friendf 

PaiH. A piece «f Painting, which I do befeec^ 
Your Lordihip to accept. 

Tim, Painting is welcome. 
The Painting is almoft the natural Mint 
For Goce Oiflionour trafBcks with Man'i Nitur^ ' 
He is but out^fide: The Penfil'd Figures ire 
Even Aich as they give our. I like your wivk) 
And you (halt find I like it : Wait Attendance 
,*Xill you hear further from me. 

pMin. The Gods preferve ye. 

Tim, Well fare you GcDtleman ; Give me your Hiody 
We muft needs dine tc^ethert Sir, your Jelrcl 
Hath fulFered under Praife. 

yew. What my Lard{ difprailci 

Tim. A meer faiiety of Commendations, 
If I fhould pay you (ot't as *cis extoll'd. 



It would unclew me quite. 

Jtiv. My Lord, 'tis rated 
As Thoft; which fell would ^ive: BntyouwellkooWt 
Things of like value differing in the Owners, 
Are priz'd (6 by their Mafters. Believ't, dear Lord, 
You mend the Jewel by'tbe wciriog it. | 

Tim. Well mock'd. 

Emtr ApemaotBS. 

Mgr. No, my good Lord, he rpcikstbeconiiionToi^e» 
WhichallMen fpeak with "him. , a.oo^^ic 



Timon of Athens. r i ^5 

7Vm>^ t.ooIc who comes here, will you be chid ? 

ytw. We'll beu *ith your Lordfliip, 

Mtr. He'll rparenone. 

Tim, (good morrow to thee, gentle ^trntuams. 

Aftm, 'Till I be genile, Aay thou for ihy ^ood morrow* 
When thou %iXTimun% Dog, and thcfe Knivts honeft. 

Ttm. Why doft thou call them Knaves, thou know'ft 
tbnn not! 

Aftm. Are they not AtbtnUni i 

Tm, Yes. 

ji^m. Then I rei>ent nor. 

yeiv. You know me, Aptmantut. 

J^em. Thou know'A I do, I calt'd thee by thy NameJ 

Ttm. Thou art proud, jiptm»ntmu 

jfyem. Of nothing fo much, as that I aa not like 7#i)mW 

7iw. Whither art goingi 

jfytm. Toknock out an boocft AthtrnMS Brains* 

Tim. Thai's a deed thou'Jt die for. 

Afem. Right, if doing nothing be Death by the Lvnl 

Tim. How lik'ft thou this PiSure, jfyemdmusl 

Aftm. The beft, for the Innocence. 

Ttm. Wrought he not well that Painted it ? 

Aftm. He wrought better that made the Painter, and 
yet he's but a filthy piece of work. 

tMtu Y'are a Dog. 

Afm. Thy Mother'a of ny Generation: What's flie, 
If I be a Dog! 

Ttm, Wilt dine with ii»» AptmMHuti 

Aftm. No, I eat not Lords. 

Ttm. And thou ftiould'ft, thoud'ft anger Ladies. 

j^em, O, they eat Lords, 
So they come by great Bellies. 

77m. That's a lifcivious apprehenfion. 

Aftm. So thou apprehend*A it. 
Take it for thy Labour. 

Tim. How doft thou like this Jewel, Aftm4mm \ 

Aftm, Not fo well a^ plain-dealing, which will not coS 
a Man a Doit. 

7m». What doft thoB think 'tis worth? . 



II <* Timon o/ Athens. - ... 

^ptm. Kot worth my thinking. 
Hov now, Poeti 

Poet. How now, Philofopher { ' ■ 

jiftm, . Thou lie^. 

fact. Arc thou ooct ' 

^fum. Ves> 

Patu (Then I lie not. 

jiptm. Arc not t Poet? 

Feet. Yes. 

jffem. Then thou lieft: 
Look in ttiy lift worlc^ where thou haft feign'd him a wor- 
thy Fellow. 

Ptet» ThetH not ftiige'd, he tl To. 

^pem. Yes, he is worthy of thee, ind to -piy thee for 
ikei Liboor. He chit loves. to be flattered is worthy o'ch* 
flatterer. Heav'ns, that I were a Lord ! — 

Ttn*. What would'ft-do then, Aftm^ntutf 

jifem. Ev'n as ^fim*ntH\ docs now, hate « Lord with 
my Heart. 

Jim, What, thy fctfi 

Aftm. Ay, 

Tim. Whereforet 
. A^em. That I had oo angry wit to be a Lord. 
Art not thou a Merchant-! 

Mer. Ay. Aptmatttut. 
. -Hpe^- Traffick confound thee, if the Gods will not.' 

'Mer. If Traffick do it, the Sods do it. 

Aptm. Traffick's thy @od, and thy (Sodconfoond dice* 
Trumptt SoHnds, Enter * Mejfer^r. 

Tim. What TrunDpet's that i 

Mef. 'Tis AUihiadts, and Tome twenty Horfei 
All of Companionlhip. 

7»(w. Pray entertain them, give them guide to usj 
You muft needs dine with me: Go not you hence 
'Till I have thinkc you ; and when dinner's done 
Shew methis piece. I tin joyful of your fights. 

Enter ^cibiades with the refi, 
Moft welcome Sir. , . 

Apem. Sd, fo, their Aches contraft, arfdftarve ycmr'fiip- 

ale Joynts : That there fhould be foall Love amongn thefe 

. ' ■-- - n, .^x;iMyg?c [„^tt 



Timon of Athens^ 1 1 tf 7 

f«eet Knaves, ind all this Courtefie. The ftnin of Man's 
bred out into Biboon and Monkey. 

Ak. You have fav'd my Longing, and I feed 
Moft hangeriy on your fight. * ^ 

7m. Ktghi welcome. Sir. 
£*d- we depart} we'll ihare a bounteous time 
Iq ditfereix Pleafures. Pray you let us in. \Exeim* 

MMut Apemantus. Enttr Lucius and Lucallus, 

Luc. What time a day is^, ^ptmMtmf 

Aftm. Time-tobefaoncfi. 

Lmc, Tliit lime fervei flill. 

jipem. The mt^ accurfed thou thtt £bU bmi^ft ir.' > 

LhciUU Tliou art going to Lord Timm'i FeaA. 

^em. Ay, to fee Meat fill Knavts. and Wine heat Fools. 

LmchU. Fare thee will, fare thee welL . 

■/fyem. Thou art a Fool to bid me forewcl twice. 

JmcuU. Why, jtyemMKiMt? 

Aftm. Thou ftiould'ft have kept one to thy fdf, for I aieia 
to give thee none. 

£*c. Hang thy /elf. 

Afem. Ko, I will do nothing at thy bidding: 
Mike thy Reqaefts to thy Friend* 

LkcmU. Away unpeaceaUe Dogj 
Or I'll (pmn thee hence. 

w^. Iwillfly.SketDog, thehedso'ih' A^i 

Z^K. He's oppolite to humanity. 
Cnnrj ftiall we in, 

And tide Lord Timom's Boudty^ He outgoes 
The very Wsfrt of Kindnefs. 

LhcmU. Me pours it out •■, Phtus, the God of Gold, 
il bat his Steward ! No meed but he repays 
Seven-fold above it felf; no Gift to him, 
fine breeds the giver a rebirii, exceeding 
All ufe of Quittances . . -. 

Lhc. The nobleft mind he carrtes* ■ ■ 
That ever govern'd Man. 

LmcmU. Long may he live in Fortunes: Shilt ve in! 

Lmc. I'll keep you Company. IExhimK 



II £ 8 Timcn of Atheas. 

Hamibojt PUjing^ Loud Mi^ki A grut Banquet finfd im; 

ofid then enttr Lord TimoOt Lucius* LucuUls, Sempra- 

nius and Qther Athenian Senators^ with Veotidius. Them 

comet dropping »fttr tdl^ Apemantus dijitmiatidly like 

himfilf. 

f^. Mod honoured Timeit, 
It hath pleas'd the Gods to lemember my Father's Age, 
And cill him to long Peace: ~ 
He is gone happy, and has hit me rich. 
Then as in grateful Virtue I am bound 
To your free Heart, I do return thofc Talents, 
poubled with Thanki and Service, from wfaofc help 
I deriv'd Liberty. 

Tim, O by no means, 
Honeft Feniiditu : You miftake my Love, 
I gave it fi-eely ever, and there's none 
Can truly fay he gives, if he receives: 
If our Betters play at thit Game, we mufi not dare 
To imitate them. Faults that are rich are fair. 

yen. A Koble Spirir. 

T$m. Nay, my Lords, Ceremony was but dcvis'd « firft 
To Tec a Glofs on faint Deeds, hollow welcomes. 
Recanting grodne(s, forry e'er 'tis fiiown : 
But where there is true Frieadfhip there needs noae,^ 
Pray, (it, more welcome are ye to my Fortunes, 
Then my Fortunes to me. [Tiej^ dnvm, 

LtK. My Lord, we always have confeA it. 

Afem. Hq, ho, coDfeft it ! Hang'ditf Hive you not S 

77m. O jipemantMSt jotx are welcome. 

jipem. No ; You Ihall not make me welctHDC. 
I come to hive thee thruft me out of Dooit. 

Tim, Fye, th'art a Chnrle; ye have got a humour there 
Does not become a Man, 'tis much to blame: 
They fay, my Lords, Irttfitrtr brevit tfi. 
But yond Man is ever Angry. 
Co, let him have a Table by himfelf: 
For he does neither affeft Company, 
Nor is he fit for't indeed. 

Aftm. Let me ftay atlhineapperil, T/W".* 
I come to obferve, I give thee warning on't. 

Tin*. 



Timon if Athens. x i tf 5» 

77m. I take no heed of thee; tb'art « Athttn4M, there- 
fore welcome; I my felf would hive ooPower—prcthee lee 
my Meat make thee fileat. 

y^cm. I fcorn thy Meat,'tvoitId choak me : For I Ihould 
ne'er flatter thee. O you Cods I What a number of Men 
eat Ttm9», and he fees 'em not i It grieves me to fee fo 
nuDy dip their Meat in one Mu'i Blood, and all the audoefs 
is, he cheers them up too. 
I woader Men dare cruft themfelvei with Men. 
Metbinks they fliould invite them without Knives. 
Good for their Meat, and fafer for their Lives, 
There's much Example for't. the Fellow thai fits next him 
DOW, parts Bread with him> pledges the Breath of him 
in a divided Draught, is the reaoieft Man to kill him. 
This been proved. If I were a huge Min, I ihould fear 
to drink at Meals. leaft they fhould fpy my Wind-pipes 
dai^;erous Notes: Great Men Ihould drink with haraefs on 
their Throats. 
Tim, My Lord in Hearty and let the Health go roiuid. 
LmcmI. Let it flow this way, my good Lord. 
Jftm. Flow this wayl— A brave Fellow! he keeps his 
Tides well ; thofe Healths will make thee and thy State 
look ill, Tim§i$. 

Here's that which is too weak to be a Sinner, 
Honeft Water, which ne'er left Man i'th' Mire : 
This and my Food are equal, there's no odds ; 
Feafts are too Proud to give Thanks to the Gods. 
Apemantus'j QrMh 
Immtrtdl Gedtt J crave »t ftif\ 
J pr*j far no M*n hut mf felf:, 
Grant I may never prove J» ftnJt 
To trnfi Man m his Oath tr Beiult 
Or a Harltt for her Weeping, 
Or a Dug thatfeemi a SUefing, 
Or a Keeper with my Freedom^ 
Or my Friends if i fhould need 'em* . 
^men. So fall tot : 
Rich Men Sin, ami I eat Root, 
Much good' dich thy good Heart, jifemMtHU 

Tm, Captain, ' 
^ic'hadet, your Heart's in the Field now. 

Vot. V. H -*f. 



2170 TimoB of Athens. 

Jk. My Helit is ever at your Servicfff my "UaA. 
Ttm, You had rather be at a fireakfaft offinemies, thaa 
a Dinner of Frteods. 

Ale. So they verc bleedii^ flew, iHy Lord,' there's no 
Meat like 'em, I could wtlh my Friend it fucha Feaft. , 

jtptm.' Would ^ thefe FUt^ercts vere thine Encmiei then ; 
that then thou nigbT'ft kill 'em, and bid me to 'em. 

Luc, Might we but have that Happinrfs my Lord, 
that you would once ufe our Hearts, whereby we might 
cxprefs fome part of our Zeals, we fliould think our {elves 
for ever Perfeft. 

7tDV. Ob no doubt, my good Friends, but the Gods 
themrelves hire provided that I (hall have as much help /rom 
you: Hdw had you been my Friends elfef Why have you. 
that charitable Title from thoufandtt Did not you chiefly 
belong to my Heart \ I hare told iuore of you to my felf* 
than you can with Modefiy fpeak in your own behalf* 
And thus far I confirm you. Oh you Sods, think I, what 
need we have any friends, if wa fliould never have need of 
*em \. They Were the moft naedlcrs Creatures living, {hould 
we ne'er have ufe for them: And wou'd tAofl rtfcmble 
fweec Inftrnmems hung up in Cafes, that keep their Sounds 
to themrelves. Why I have often \viQit my felf poorer, that 
I might come nearer to you: Wisare born to do Benefits. 
And what better or properer can we call our own. than the 
Riches of oUr Friends \ O what a precious Comfort 'tis 
t<> have fo many like Brothers commanding one another's 
Fortunes! O Joy^ e'en ndade away e'er't can be born; 
mine Eyes cannot hold Water, me^inbs : To forget their 
Fauhs. I drink to you. 
' Aftm. Thou weep'ft to Bake thflB-driDk, Tijwwr. 

ZmcuU. Joy hid the like Conception in our Ey«, 
And at that inftant like a Babe fprung up. 

^em. Ho, ho 1 laugh to think that ^abe a BtRard. 

J Z^erd, I promife you, my Lord, you fflov'd me much. 

.^emt Much. 

SfMiid Tftchi. 

Tim. What means that Trump f How bow J 
Etittr SirvMtt, , 

Ser. Pleafe you, my Lord, ihere«re certaiA Ladies 
Mofl delirous of Admittance. a.oo^k 

Tim, 



Timon of Athens. ^ "T « 

Timi Ladies/ What are their Wills? 

Ser. There comes with them > forc-tunncr, my Lord, 
Which bears that Offlce to fignifie theif Plcifijres. 

Tim. I pray let them be admitted. 

Enitr Cupid ivith a Mdskj>f Ltidits, 

CW. Hail to thee, worthy Timon, and to all t^at o^hts 
Bouoties rafte: The five bcft Senfes acknowledge thee th.ir 
Patron, and come freely to Gratulate thy plenteous Bofom. 
There tafte, touch, all plea.'d from thy Table rife ; 
They only now come but to fcart thine Eyes, 

TUm, They're welcome alls let 'em have kind admittance." 
MuHck make their wckome. 

Lmc. You fee, my Lord» how ample you arc belof'd, 

./^tm. Hoydtyl 
What a fweep of Vanity comes this way ! 
They J>ance, they are mad Women. 
Like Madnefs is t4ie Glory of this Life, 
Ai this Pomp fticws to a little Oyl and Root. 
We make our felves Fools, to difport our f^lves* 
And fpend our flatteries, to drink thofe Men« 
Upon whofe Age- we void it up again, 
With poifonoBs Spight and Envy. 
Who lives, that's not depraved, or depraves/ 
Who dies, that bears not one fpurn to their Graves 
Oftheir Friends Gift? 

I rtiould fear, thofe that dance beforie me now", 
Would one Day ftamp up^n me: T'as been done. 
Men ftmt their Opors againft a jetting Sun. 
The Lordj rififrtm Tablty with mtteh ddoring of TilDOll, diU 

tt Jbew their Levts, each fin^U em an AmaZon, atii aU 

Dance, Men with Wemeit^ a l^tj firain tr fan t» the Haitt- 

ieji, and ceafe. 

Tim. You have done our Pleafures, 
Much Grace, fair Ladies, 
Set a fair falhion on our Entertainment, 
Which was not hilf fa beautiful and kind i ^ 
You have added worth uniot, and lively Luftre* 
And entertain*d me with mine own Device. 
I am to thank you Ibr it. ... 

Lne. My Lord, you take us even u the befl. 

..lipem. Faith for the vorft is 6lthy, and would not hold 
t^og* I doubt me* Hi Tim, 



xtyz Timon of Athcns. 

Tim. Lidies, there is an idle Banquet atteadr you^ 
Plcife you to difpofe your kUa. 

u^i. Lm. Moft thankful! y, my Lord. [Exmmt. 

Tim. FUtvius. 
FUv. My Lord. 
. Tim, The little Casket bring, me hither. 

Flav. Yes, my Lord. More Jewels yet! 
There is no croffing him in's hamour, 

£lfe 1 fliosld tell him well i'faich I ftiould. 

When all's fpent, he'd be crols'd then, and he could : 
Tis pity Bounty has not Eyes b;hind, 
ThatMin might ne'er be wretched for his Mind. . 
Lmc. Where be our Men/ 
Str. Here, my Lord, in readtnefs. 
LmcuL Our Horfes. 
Tim. Q my good Friendsl 
I have one word to fay to you : Look you, my good Lord* 
I mud entreat you, honour me To much, 
As to advance this Jewel, accept, and wear it. 
Kind my Lord. 
Lm. I am (o far already in your Gifts. 
^L So are we all.' {Exe. Lucius and Lucullus. 

Enter a Servant. 
Strv, My Lord, there are certain Nobles of the Senate 
newly alighted, and come to vifii you. 
Tim,, They are fairly welcome. 

Enter Flavtus. 
FUv. I bcfeech your Honour, vouchfafe me awordi ic 
does concern you near. 

Tim. Near J Why ihea another time I'll hear tbee. 
I preihee let's be provided to fhew them entenainment. 
FUv* Z fcarce know how; 

Enter another Servant. ' 

X Servt May it pleafc your Honour, Lord LueiMt, 
Out of his free Love, bath prefentpd to you 
Four Milk-white Horfci tripi in Silver. 

7im. 1 (hall accept them fairly: Let the Preftms 
Be worthily enterrain'd. 

Enter a third Servant. 
How now) What News J 

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Timon of Athens. z 1 7 j 

3 Str. Pleafe you, my Lord, that honourable Gentle- 
man, Lord LmchIIui, enueats your company to moi'rov* to , 
hunt with hiai> and h'as fenc your Honour two brace of 
®rey<hounds. 

Tim» I'll hunt with him; 
And let them be received, not without fair Reward' 
' FUv. What will this come to/ 

He commands us to provide, and give great Gifts, and all 
out of an empty Coffer; 
Nor will he know his Purfc, or y=eld me tfaij. 
To fliew him whit a Beggar his Heart is; 
Being of no Power to make his Wiflies good. 
His Promifes fly fo beyond his State, 
That what he fpeatts is all in debr, owes for evVy word: 
He is 16 kind, that he now pays incereft for't i 
His Land's put to their Books. WeH, would I were 
gently put out of Office, e'er I were forc'd : 
Happier is be that has no Friend ro feed. 
Than fuch that do e'en Enemies exceed, 
i bleed inwardly for my Lord. - [£jc//. 

Tim. You do your felves much wrong. 
You bate too much of your own Merits. 
Here, my Lord, a trifle ofinir Love. 

1 Ltrd. With more than common thanks 
Z will receive It. 

J L»rd» O ha*s the very Sou! of Bounty. 

Tmv. And now I remember, my Lord, you gave goo4 
wwds the otherday ofa BayCourfer Irodeon. Tis yours, * 
becaufe you Iik*d it. 

2 LortL Oh. I befeech you, pardon me. my Lord, in 
that. 

Ttm, You may take my word, my Lord : t know no 
Man can juftly praife, but what he does affed. I weigh 
my Friends affeftion with my own f I'll tell you troe, 
I'll call to you.^ 

^It Lerds, O none fo welcome. 

Tim. I take all, and your levcral VifitationE 
So kind to Heart, 'tis not enough lo give, ' 

Methinks I could deal Kingdoms to my Friends^ 
Aa4 °i'9i be weary, jileibiadei. , 



a 174 Timon of Athens. 

Than art a Soldier, therefore feldom ricti^ 
It comts in Charity to theci for all thy living 
X$ 'mongft tKe dead j and all the Lands [faou haft 
Lye io a Pitcht Field. 

Ale. Idefie Land, my Lord. 

I Lertl, We are lb vertuoufly bound. 

■Tim. And fo am I to you. 

1 L«r4- Si> infinicely cndear'd^— — 

77m. All to you. Lights, more Lights more Ligbt. 

; LtrJ.' The beft of HjppineftiHonouiand Fortuqcs, 
Keep with you, Lord Tjima». - 

Tiin. Ready for his Friends. [Exemtt Lords*-' 

jipem. What a coiFs here. 
Serving of becks and jutting out of bums? 
I doubt whether their Legs be worth the Sums 
That ire given for 'em. Friendihip's full of Dregsi 
Methinks falfe Hearts fhoukl never h»ve fbiuid L«gs. 
Thus honeft Fools lay out their wealth on Court'fies, 

Tun, >?aw, Afemantuh if thou wert not fullen, 
I wotld- be good to thee. 

Aftm. No, I'll nothing; for if I Ihould be brit»*d foo^ 
there would be none Icfc to rail upon thee, and then thoa 
wouldft Sin the fafter. Thou giv'il fo lor^, 7>'mwv, I £i^ 
me, ihou wilt give away thy felf in Paper Ihortly. What 
need thefe Fealls, Pomps, and Viin-glories? 

Ttm. Nay, and you begin to rail on Society once, I am 
fworn not to give regard to you. Farewell and some with 
better Mulick. ^ [£x«^» 

Afem. S^— Thoq wilt not hear me now, -thou ihait not 
then. I'll lock thy Heav'n fiom thee ; 
Oh that Mens Ears Ihould be 
To Counfel dejf, but not to Flattery. ' Sfi'^^f- 



ACT 



Timon of^Adacm- *i7J 

A G T II. S G E N E I. 
SCEN E ^ publick Tlace in the City. ■■ 

Enter a Senator. :i 

AK D late five thoirftncl : To r«n-# >nd to IjUtre | 
He owes nioe thouTand, bciides my fori}a(;r;Sura,f 
Which naakes ft five an4 xvsm^, Seitl ia tpoup^ 
Of ragtag Wattle j It caooot hol(l> >t willoDt. 
,_ -If I wim Gold, Acal but a Beggar's D^g* 
,' And give it Timcn, why thf Dj}g coins @i^. 
.^If I would fell my Horfe. wd buy twenty more 
Better than he^ why giminy Horfe Co /mdm; 
Ask nothing, give it hinij it foals mf ftraight 
An able Hoife. No Porter at his Qate. 
But nthei ooe that fmiles and ftill invites 
All that pafs by. It cannot hold, no reafon 
Can found bia State in fafety. Capbh, hoal 
O^is I &y, 

BHitr CaphJ5. 
Cap. Here, Sir, whjit is your Plcafurei. 
Stn, Get on your Cloak, and hifte you to Lord TimuHi 
Importune him for nay Monies, be not ceaft 
With flight denial; nor then filcnc'd, with 
Commend me to your Mailer— ^and the Op 
Plays in the right Hand— -<thus: But tell him. Sirrah* 
My ufes cry to ne; I mufl ferve my turn 
Out-of mine own j iiis days and times are paft. 
And my reliances on his framed dates 
Have fmit my Credi^ I love and honour him; 
But muft not break my Back, to heal his Finger. 
Immediate are my Needs, and my Relief 
Muft not be toft and turn'd to me in words. 
But find fupply immediate. Get you gon^ 
Put on a moJl importunate Afpeft, 
A Vilage of demand : For I do fear 
When every Feather flicks in his own Wing. 
IL^rd TimoM will be left a naked gull. 
Which flalhes now a Phoeoiz: Gee you gooc. 

H+ Cy. 



n 7S Timon of Athens, 

Ctp. I go. Sii. 

Seih I go. Sir/ 
Take the Bonds along with you, ' , 
And have the dates in. Come. 

Cap. I will. Sir. 

*»• Go. iBxauu, 

SCENE II. Titnoii"! H4//. 

Ertrer Flavius, with kuhj Bills in hit Hand, 
R; FUv. No care, no flop, fo fenfdefiof expencCf 
Thit he Will neither kf^ow how to maintain i^ 
' Kor ceafe his Sow of Riot. Takes no account 
How things go from him, nor refumes no care 
.Of what is to continue: Never nind 
Was to be fo unwife, to be (o kind. 

What (hall be done? he will not heir, 'till fed: 

I muft be round with hirn, now he comei from Huntings 
Fie. £e, fie» fir. > 

Enter Capbis, Ifidore. Mid Varro. 
dp. Good even, f^Arro; whit, you come fof.MoDyS 
Fitr. Is't not your Bufinefs too! 
Caf. It is, and yours too, I^dartl 
IJU, It is fo. 

Caf. Would we were all difcharg'd. 
V».r. I fear it. 
Caf. Here comes the Lord. 

Enttr Timon, And hit Traiit, 
Tim. So foon as Dinner's done, we'll forth again, 
My Jikibiadts, With me, what'j your will ? 

■ {Thej Prefint their BiU^. 

Cap. My Lord> here is a note of certain dues. 
7/ w. Dues? Whence are you i 
Cap. Ofjithtnt here: My Lord. 
Tim. 60 to my Steward. 
Cap. Pleafe it your Lbrdftiip, he hath put me off, 
To the Succeffion of new Days, this Month : 
My Miller is awak'd by great Occafron, 
To call upoa his own, and humbly prays- you, 
That with your other noble Parts> you'll fuirj 
In giving him hb Right. , , ; i^.oo'^lc 



Timoa of Athens. 3. 1 77 

?;«. Mine hoaeft Friend, 
I prethee but repair to me next Moraiog. 4 

Cdf. Nay, good my Lord- 

Tim, Contain thy felf, good Friend. 

fi^»r. One Varro'i Servant, my good Lord — 

Ifid. From Ifidart, he humbly prays your fpeedy pay- 
ment—^—— 

Cdf. If you did koow, my Lord, my Mafter*t wants— ^ 

fV. 'Twas due on forfeiture, my Lord, fix Weeks, and 
pift — - — 

Jjid. Your Steward puts me off, my Lord, and I 
Am fent exprefly to your LotdQiip. 

77m. Give me breath: [7> tht Lards. 

I do befeech you, good my Lords, keep on, [Bxt. L»rd$. 
I'll wait upon you inftantly. Come hither, pray you 
How goes the World that I am thus encountred 
With clamorous demands of Debt, broken Bonds, 
And the Detention of long lioce due Debts, 
Againfl my Honoor ? 

fU. PIcife you. Gentlemen, 
' The time is linigreeable to this Buiinefs ; 
Your Importunacy ceafe* 'tilt after Oitiner* 
That I may make his Lordlhip underftand 
Wherefore you arc not paid. 

Tim. Do fo, my Frieodss fee them well eoteruio'd. 

Strw» Pray draw near. [Exit, 

Enter Apemantut 4ud FoU. 

Cap. Stay, flay, here comes the Foot wi,Eh jtyemMtxi, 
let's have fome fport with 'em. 

ytr. Hang him, he'll abufe us. 

IJld. A plague upon hup, Dog, 

f^ar. How dofi» Fooli 

^pem. Doll dialogue with thy Shadow! 

f^ar. I fpeak not to thee, 

^pem. No, 'tis to thy felf. Come away, 

/fid. Thete'stheFool hangs onyour Back already. 

^ptm. No, thou ftandA Gngle, thou art not oa htm yet. 

C40. Where's the Fool nowt 

\Ape'm. He laft ask'd the Queflron. Poor Rogues and 
Ufurers Men, Bawds between Gold and Want. 

jSll. What are we. jiptm4Httitf , a.oiv^k 



' i 1 7 8 Timon of Athens. 

^pem. AflTes. 

uiU. Why? 

j4pem. T hat yo'i ask me vhit yon tit, and do not know 
your fclves. Speak to 'em, FooU 

fea/. Hoirtioyou,'6eDtlemen? 

^U, Gracqercies, goodFooi: 
How does your Miftrefs? 

Fo»l. She's e'«a ietting on Water to feald fuch C^ikkens 
«s yon are. Would we could fee you M Ctrinth, ■ 
■ jipem. Good J Gramercy I 

EHttr Psgt, 

FoeU Look you, here comet my MafteT*c Page. 
. Tdgt. Why how nov* Captain { Vf faat do you in this 
wife company t 
How doft thou, jifemwtmf 

jipem. Would 1 had a R.od' in my Moutbi thtc I might 
anfwer thee pibfitaMy. 

Pagt. Prethee, Aftmmtm., read me 'the Superfcription of ' 
thefe Letters, I know not which ii which. 

jtptm, Canft not readi 

Tagt. So. 

Aptm. There witi litrie Learning die then that day tfioa 
art hang'd. This is to Lord Titmni- this to AUi^adei. ®o, 
thou waft born a BaDard^ and tbouMt iHe a Bawd. 

Pdge* Thou waft whelpt a Dog, and thou Ihalt fdnifhj a 
.Doe's death. 
AfTwer nor, I am gone. {Exit. 

Apem.E,'ea (6 thou out-run 'ft Grace. 
Fool, I will go with you to Lord 7iaw»*s. 

Fpol. Will you leave me tbere^i 

^pem. It TivuH ftay « home. 
You three fcrve three Ufurcrsi 

Alt. I would they ferv'd us, 

Apem. So would I — ■. — ^— 
As f^ood a trick as ever Hangman Eerv'd Thief. 

Foal. Are you thrcfe Ufurcrs Men J 

AU. Ayj Fool. 

Feol. I think no Ufurer bnt has a Fool to his Serranr. 
My Miftrefs is one, arid I am her Foolr when Men come 
to borrow of youi Mjfters, they approach fadly, and ^ 



Timan of Athens, - ziyp 

away merrily; but they enter riiy Matter's Houfe- merrily, 
and go away fadly. The reafon of this{ 

/^r. I couJd render one. 

^ent. Do it then, that we ma^ account tfaee a Whore- 
mafter, and a'Kaave* which DOtwithflanding thou jlialt be 
no lefs efteemed. 

^dr. What is a Whore-maffer, FqoH - 

FcoL A Fool in good Cloath*, and fomething Lbe thee. 
'Tis a Spirit^ fometime 't appears like a Lord, fomctimes like 
a Lawyer, fometime like a Philofbpher, with two Stones 
more tban*s artificial one* He is very often like a Knight; 
and generally, in all Shapes that Man goes up and dttvaio, 
from fourfcore to thirteen, this Spirit walks in. 

Far. Thou art not altogether a Fool. 

FmL Nor thou altogether a wife Mm; 
As much foolery -as I hv/£, Co much wit.thou lack 'ft. 

jtpem. Tim anfwer night have becofoe ^pimoMns. 

^U, Afidci aiide, here comci Loul Timm, 

Enter Timon and Flavius. • '~ 

jlpem. Come with me, Fool, corns. 

/«/. I do not always follow Lover, elder Brother, 
And Woman; fomeiime the Phtlofc^ber. 

FU. P^y you walk near, 
ni rpeak with you anoo. [Extum, 

Tim. You-nuke me marvel; wherefore, e'er this liroe^ 
Had you not fully laid my State before me j 
That I might fo nave rated my Expence, 
As I had leave of means. 

Fla, You would not hear me: 
At many leifures I propos'd. 

Tim. Soto: 
Perchance itost (Ingle Vantages you took, 
When my Indifpofition.put you back; 
And that umptneff made you Minifter 
Thus to excufe your felf. 

-Fid. O ray good Lord, 
At many times I brought in my Accounts, 
Laid them before you •■, you would throw them o0^. 
And fay you found them in mine honefty. 
wii»> foe fome trifling Pfcfeor. you have bid me 



2 1 8 o 1*imon of Athens, 

Return fo mucbi I hive (hook my Head* and wept ; 
Yea againft tfa' Authority of nanaers, . prayM yoif 
To hold your Hand more clofe.. I did endure 
Hot feldoin, nor no flight Checb* when I have 
Prompted you in the Ebb of yiour Eftate. 
And your great flow of Debts ; my dear lov'd Lord, 
Though you hear now, too late, ret now's a time. 
The greateft of your having, lacks a halfi 
To pay your prcfent Debts. 

Tim. Let all my Land be fold. 

Fid. 'Tis all engag'd, fom.e forfeited and gone,' 
And what remains will hardly ftop the Mouth 
Of prefent duesj the ^ture comes apace: 
WKat fhall defend the interim, aod atleogtli^ 
How goes dur reck'niogi 

Tim. To LMctdemm IM my Land extend. 

Fl*. O my good Lord, the World is but a World, 
Were it all youn, to give it in a breath, 
, How quickly were it gone S 

Tim, You tell me true ? 

Fla. If you fufped my Htisbindr'y or FalQiood, 
Call me before the exadefi Auditors, 
And fet me on the proof. So the Gods blefs me^ 
When all our Offices have been oppreft 
With riotous Feeders, when our Vaults have wept 
With drunken Spilth of Wine; when every R.oom 
Hi[h bLz'd with Lights, and braid with Minftrelfie, 
I have rctir'd me to a wifteful Cock, * 
And fet mine Eyes at flow* 

Ttm. Prethee no more. 

FIa. Heav'ns I have I faid, the bounty of this Lordl 
How may prodigal Bits have Slaves and Peafants 
This Night englutted I who is not TTwM'st 
What Heart. Head, Sword, force, Means, but is Lord'TftiiM's } 
Great Timen, noble, worthy, royal Timons\ 
Ah I when the means are gone, that buy this praife, 
Th: breath it gone whereof this praife is made: 
Feaft won, Faft lofl { one Cloud of Winter (howres, 
Thefe flies are couchr. 

Tim. Come fermon me no further. 
Ho villinous Bounty ytt hith patl oiy Heatt; 

Unwifely 



Timon of Athens. 1 1 1 1 

Uowi&ly, net igaobly, htve I given. 
Why doft ifaou weep, canft thou the Cmfctence hcli^ 
To chink I Ihall lack Friends j Secure ihy Heut» 
If I would bioacb the Veflels of my Lov^ ' 
And try the Amnnents of Means, by bcnrowing. 
Men uifl Men Fotcuiies could I fratutly ufe. 
As I cm bid thee fpeak. 
Staff, AQuraoce Uefs youi Thougbtf. 
Ttim And' in (bme fort thele winu of mine uc crown'd. 
That I account them Bleffingi i For by thele 
Shall I try Friends. You Ihall perceive 
How you olifiake my Fortunes :, 
I am wealthy in my Friends. 
Whhiu there* FLminims, Sirviliiuf 

Enur Flaminius, Serviliust mnd ttktr SnvMUs, 

Serv. My Lord, my Lord. 

Tim. I will difpatCQ you feverally. 
Yon to Lord LmiMs <- t o Lord iMcnUms you, I hunted 
ilritb his Honour to Day-— -you to S*tfyr*ii m ' -coromerd 
me to their Loves, ana E am proud, fay*: that my Occafi- 
ons hive fo-jnd time to ure '«m tow>Td a iiipply of Mony; 
let the requeft be fifty Talents. 

FUm. As you hive faid, my Lord. 

PU. Lord LiKiMt kTidLmcniU$sf Humb ■■.- 

7m. Go you. Sir, to the Senatori ; . [T* Flavins. 

Of whom, even to the States beft healtb, I have 
Deferv'd this hearing; bid *em fend o'th* inftint 
A thoufand Talents to me. 

fU. I have been bold. 
For that I knew it the moft general way. 
To them to u(e yoi)r Signet and your Name, 
But they do (hake their Heads, and I am here 
No richer in return. 

Tim Is'ttrue! Can't be { 

Pt4. They anfwcr in a joint and corporate Voiced . 
That now they are at fall, wane Treafure, cannot 
Do what they would, are forry— You ire Honourable™ 
But yet they could have wiiht .ihey know not— — 

Somethinc hath been amifs- —a noble Nature 

May catch a Wench— —would all were well— — ^'tis pity 

Andfo intending other ferious Matters, , , V.on«;i 

^After 



2 1 8 1 Timon of Athens,' 

After diftaftAit Loobsi and thef« hard Ff jfttons; 
With certain hilf Caps, aoii cold moviog Nods, 
They froze me into fiter»«. 

Ttm. You God* i-ewird them i 
Prethee Mm, look cBeerly* Theft old F«Utfvs 
Hive their IngntKude in them HeKditary>; 
Their Blood is cak'd, 'tis cold, it felilom flow^ 
*Tis lack of kindly winmb, they are not kind; 
And Nature, as it ^ws~igaio towirdBartb, 
Is fafhion'd tot (be Jowney, duU and heay]^ , 

@o to f^entidiHi pretbee be aot{3<l, 

Thou art true, and honefl; lAgenuouJly I fpeak* 
No blame belongs to thee : FeHthHns fcceJy ■ " " ' 

Bury'd his Father, by wbofe DeaA fee's ftepp'd 
Into a great Eflate ^ when he was poor, 
- Imprifon'd, and in fcircity of Aieffdl^ 
I clear'd him with five Talents Greet him from aie^ * 
Bid him fuppoTe, ^ame eood neceffity 
Tosehes his Ppiend, which cravn to be remembred 
With thofe 6ve Talents j thic hid, gtrc't tbefe Fellows 
To whom 'tis inftrtt due. Ne'er fpeak, or think; 
That Timon's Fortunes 'mong his Friends can (ink. 
, Stew. I would I could not think it; 
That thought is bounties' Foe : 
Being free it felf, it thinb all others fo. [Exfmmt', 



ACT III. SCENE I. 
SCENE T&e City. 

FlaminittS WAiting tofptak^ with LucuIIus from hit Mafier: 
Enter a Servant to him. 

Serv.'X Have tdd my Lord of you, he is coming down 
±.io you. 
Fl/m. I.think you. Sir. 

£nt«r LuCUltus. ' 

Strv» Here's ny Lord. .'■■ :,Coo;;l 

L»cmU 



Timoti of Athens. 1 1 S } 

LmcmL OneofLord TfWflM'sMen? A Sift TwHrint.*^— 
Why. this hits right : I dreiiotof a Silver Bafon and Ewre 
to Night. BAtmniMty honeft FUmimim, you are vCry re< 
tptfiivdy welcome. Sir-, fill me fomc Winf. ' And how 
does thit HonouraUr, Complear, Pr«-h*arted Gemlemaa 
of^theut, thy very bouoriful );oo(l LortiaiKl Mafier. 
FUvu His Healih tS wdl, Sir. 

LmtMl. I am right glad tha.t his Health 15 well. Sir) 
and what haft thou there under thy Cloak, pcetty FLun^ 
um ? 

Flam. Failh, nothing but an ein|>ty Box, Sir, which, in 
my Lord's behalf, I come to inn-eat your Honour to fu|^ly t 
wbo hiving great and inftanc OccaGun to ufe fifty Talent^ 
bath fenc to your Lordfliip to furntih hiso, notbii^ doubi- 
iog yoar prelent Aftftaoce therein. 

Uuul. La, \t, la, la— ^M«ibing doubting, £iiys he { Alas, 
gaod Lord, a Noble Geqilenun 'tis, if he would not keep 
fo good a Houfe. Miny a time and often I ha* din'd wi^ 
Mm. and told him on't, and come again to Supper to him 
on purpofe to hftve him fpend lef& ; aod yec he would em* 
brace no Coun&l, t^e no warning by my coming ; every 
Mao bath his Fault, and Honefty is hii. I ha' toldhim on'c^ 
but I could never get him from't. 

Enter a StrvAnt, itith 0ine. 

Sir. plesfe your Loidlhip, here is the Wine. 

Lmcul. FUmmiMs, I have noted thee always wife. 
Here's to jhee. 

Flam. Your Lordfliip fpeaks your Pkafure. -;^ 

LmchI. X have obfervcd thee always for a towardly prompt 
Spirit, gtve thee thy due, ind one that knows what belengs 
to reafon ; and cmft ufe the time well, if ihe time ufe thee 
well. Good part'i in thee; get you gofie, Strrah. -I>aw 
nearer,honeft FUmimHS', thy Lord's a bounciful Gentleman* 
but thou art wife, and thou Inowtft well enough (although 
thou comefltn me) that this is no time to lend Mony, efpc- 
cially upon bare Friendthip without Security. Here's three 
Stlidioref for iher, good Boy, wink at me, and fay, thou kwft 
me not. Pare thee well. 

H«». h't poffible the World fliould fo much differ. 
And we alive that liv'd! Fly, damned bafenefs. 
To him that worlbips thee. {Jbrowitr^ theMmj awaj. 

LhcmI 



£ 1 S 4 TimoQ of Athens. 

laiemL Ha ? Now I fee thoU art a Fo6I( and fit for thy 
Matter. ^ \_Exit Lucullus. 

FUm. May chefe add to the Nuober that may Md thee: 
Let molten Coin be thy DaniRattoo, 
Thou difeafe of a Friend* and not himfelf : 
tUi Friendfllip fuch a &int and milky Heart, 
It turns in left than two Nights? O you Godif 
I feel my Mafter's PafGon. This Slave unto his Honour 
Has my Lord's meat in him t 
Why mould it thrive, and come to Nutriment, 
When he is turn'd la Poifon ? 
O may Difeafes only work upon't : 
Aad when he's lick to Death, let not that pare of Nature, 
Vfaich my Lord paid for, be of any Power 
To expel Sickness, put prolong his Hour. [Exttntt. 

Enttr Lucius, -with thru Strtu^trt. 

Lm. Who. the LordTfWM/ He is my veiygoodFricod, 
and an honourable Gentleman. 

I Stran, We know hitn for nolefs, tho' weare but Stran- 
gers to him. But I can tellyou one thing, my Lord, ami 
which I hear from common Rumours, now Lord Timans 
happy Houn are done and paft, and his Eftate (hiinks from 
him. ■ 

Lmc. FyC( no, do not believe it: He cannot want for 
Mony. 

z StrM* But believe you this, my Lord, that not 
long ago, one of his Men was with the Lord LuatUMS, 
,to borrow To many Talents, nay, ui^'d extreamly for't, 
and fticwed whkt neceflity betong'd loV, and yet was 
deny'd. 

Lmc. How! 

X Strati: I tell yoo, deny'd, my Lord, 

Lmc. What a nrange Cafe was thai ! Now before the 
Gods I am afhara'd on't. Oeny'd that honourable Man i 
There was very little Honour Ihew'd in that. For my own 
part, ( muds needs conftfsj I have received fome fmall 
Kindneffes from him, as Mony, Plate, Jewels, and fucfi like 
Tiifles, nothing c6mparingto his; yet hid he millnok him, 
and Tent him to me, 1 ihould ne'er have deny'd his OccaGon 
fo many Talents, 



Timon <f Athens, 1 1 s 5 

Enter Servilius. 
Str. See* by good hap yondtr's my Lord, I have fwete 

to fee ilis Honour.— —My honoui'dLord [Tt Lucius. 

Lftc. Strviliusl yon ire kindJy met. Sir. Fare thee weU« 
commend me to thy honourable virtuous Lord, my very ex- 
quifitc Friend. 
Ser. May it pleafe your Honour^ my Lord hath fent— 
Luc. Hal What hath he fent^ [ am fo much eadeared to 
that Lord ; he's ever fending : How Ihaii I ibink him, chiok'ft 
thou i And what has he feat now i 

Ser. H'as only fent his prefent Occalion now, my Lordj 
rquefting your Lordlbip to fupply his inftant ufe, with 
fifty Talents. 

Lfu, I know his Lordfhip ts btit merry with me, 
He cannot wiat fifty five hundred Talents. 

Str. But in the mean time he wants lefs, my Lord. 
If his OccaHoii were not virtuous, 
I fliould not urge half {o faithfully. 
Lmc. Doft thou /peak ferioufly, Scrvilim t 
Ser. Upon ray Soul 'tis true. Sir. 
Lmc. What a wicked fieaft was I, to disfuroilh my felf 
igainft fuch a "good rime, when I might ha' Ihewn my fell 
honourable i How unlucki)}! it hapned^ that I Aiould pur« 
chafe the Day before for a little part, and undo a great 
deal of Honour! ServiUitj, now before the Gods, I tm not 
ibfe to do — (the more Bcaftlfay^— I was fending to ufe Lord 
TiflVM my fclf, thefe Gentlemen can witncls; tuit I would 
not, for the Wealth of Atheist, I had don't now. Commend 
me bountifully to his good Lordihipi and I hope his Honour 
will conceive the faireft of m(| becaufe 1 have no Power to 
be kind. And tell him this from me, I count it one of 
my greatell A£Bidionfc Uy, that E cannot pleafute fuch an 
honourable Gi^ntteman. Good ServiliKt, will you befriend 
me fb far, as to ufe my own Words to him! 
Sir. Yes. Sir, I (hall. lExit Seryiliuj. 

Lue. I'll look yon out a good turn, ServiliMS. 
True as you faid, Ttmon is Ihrunk indeed, 
And he Chat's once deny'd will hardly fpted. [Exit. 

I Siran. Do you obfervc this, HeJiiliHS f 
» 5fM». Ay, too well 
Vol. V, , I . I StTAn, 



iiStf Timoa 0/ Adions. 

I &rM. Why, this » the World's Soul; 

And juft of the fame Piece 

Is every Flatterers fport: Who ciD call him his Fiiencl • 

Tbttdips in the fime Difli / For in my kQowing, 

Tim$it has been this Lord's Father* 

And kept his Cedtt with hit Purfe: 

Supported hisEliate; nay, 7(»»«'s Mony 

Has paid his Men their Wages. He ne'er drinks. , 

But 7$moH's Silver trtads upon his Lip; > 

And yet, Oh fee the oionllroufners of Mant 

When he looks out in an ungrateful Shipe, 

He does deny him (tn refpeft of this) 

What charitable Men afford to Beggars. 

J StrsM. Rettgion groins at it. 

I Stran. For mine own part 
I never tailed Twwoa in my life, 
Kor cime any of his Bounties over me, 
To mark me for his Friend. Yet I proteft. 
For his right Noble Mind, lUufttious Virtue, 
And Honourable Carriage, ; 

Had his neceffity made ufe of me, 
I would hjve put my Wealth into Donation, 
And the befl half Ihould have return'd to him, : 
So much I love his Heart: But I perceive. 
Men mud learn now with pity to difpence» 
For Policy lits above Confcience. [^Exeimt* 

Enter a third ServMU with Sempronius. 

Sim. Muft he needs trouble me in'ti Hun— — — 
'Bove all others.' — - " —' - 
He might have cried Lord Lucius, or LMCMUut, 
And now fentidiit is weahhy too> . ' ' . 

Whom he redeem'd from Prifon. All three 
Ove their Eftites unto him. 

Ser. My Lord, 
They have all been touch'd, and all are found bafe Mctal, 
For they have all deny'd him. 

Sfm. How? Have they deny'd himt 
His fentiditit and LmchIIms deny'd him ? 

And does he fend to me! Three 1 Hnm< > 

It (hews but littie Love or Judgment in him. 

Muft I be his laft Refuged His Friend^, likePhy (iciin% 

■ /v, . .A.oo> That 



Timon <f Atfaens. 1 1 tj 

Tliattlirtv''d,^ivehiaiover. Muftltike th'Cure upoa me; 
H'as much diigrac'd me in't; Tain angry at him. 
That might havcknown my Place, I fee no renlcfor'l« 
Buc his Occiiions might have wooed mefirll: 
For, in my CoKfcience, 1 was the firft Man 
That t'tr received @ift fom fatm. . 
A<:d does he think fo backvardly of mc now. 
That I'J] requite it UR\ No: 
So it may prove an Arguoient of Laughter 
To tfa'reft, and 'mongft Lords I be thought a Foolt 
I'd rather than the worth of tlirice-the Sum, 
H'ad fent to me firA, buc for my Mind's fake; 
Fd fuch a Courage To do him good. But nowretuni^ 
And with their Hint Reply this Anfwerjoin^ 
Who bites mine Honour, (hall not know nay Coin, [_Exitt 
Ser. Excellenti Your Lordlhip's a goodly VHlain. The 
Devil knew not what he did, when he made Man Poli- 
tick; he crofs'd hirafelf by't; And I cannot thiidc, bnt in 
the end the Villanies of Man will fct bint clear. How lair- 
)y thil Lord flrives to appear foul? Takes virtnoui Copies 
i tibe wicked: Like thofe that under hot. ardent Zeal, would 
^ fet whole R.ealms on Fire; of fuch a nature it his pdkick 
Love. 

This was my Lord's beft hope, now all are fl<d, 
Siveonly the Gods. Kow his Friends are dead, 
Doors that weie ne'er acquainted with their Wards,' ' 
Many a bounteous a Year, mud be employ 'd 
Now to guttd fure their Mafler. 
And this is lU a liberal courfe allows; 
VltD cannot keep hs Wealth, muft keep his Houfe, {Exit, 

SCENE II. TimonV HalL 

inter Varro, Titus, HortcnGus, Lucius, Mnd other ServMti 
af Timon'^ Credttertt who witit f»r his ctmiH^emt* 
Vkr, Well met, good MorroW, Titus and Hvrttnfimt 
tit. The like to you, kind Varro. 
Hor, LuttHS, what do we meet together i 



z I S 8 Timon of Athens. 

Lmc. hjt and I thixk one Bufiaefs does connnand us all. 
For nine is Mony. 

Tit. $o is theirs and ours. 

Enttr Philo. 

LtK. And ^tt Philo'i too. 

fhi. Good Diy at once. 

Lmc. Welcome* good Brother. 
WhatdoyoQ think the Houri 

Phi* Labouring for nine. 

Lmc. -So niuch { ' 

- Thi. Is not my Lord fecn yet? 

LifC' Nor' yet. 

Thi. I wonder on't,he was wont to fliineatfe*e», 

Imc. AytbuttheDaysaicwox'dlhoiterwithhim: 
You muft contider thiia prodigal couife 
Is ]ike the Sun's, but not like his recoverable* I fear : 
*Tis deepcft Winter in Lord Timtn's Purfe j that i^ one may 
reach deep enough, and yei find little. 

Thi. I am of youi fear for that. . 

Tit. I'll ftiew you t'obferve a ftrange Event r 
,Your Lord fends now for Mony ? 

Hw. Moft true, he does. 

Tit. And he vears Jewels now of TimQns Gifr, 
For which I wait for Mony. 

Hvr. It is againft my Heart.. 

Lmc. Mark how flrange it Ibows,. 
Ttmtn in this fhould pay more than he owes; 
Aiid e'en as if your Lord Oiould wear rich Jewels 
And fend for Many for 'em, 

Htr. 1 am weary of this Charge, the Codt cm witneft : 
I know my Lord hath fpent of 7i«m»'s Wcalch, 
And now Ingratitude makes it worfe than Aealth. 

yar. Yes, mine's three thoufand Crowns: 
What's yours? 

Ltu, Five tboufand> mine.- 

f^Mr. *Tis much deep, and it fliould feem by th' Sum, 
Your Matter's Coiifidence wa above mine^ 
Elfe furely his had equalt'd. 

EMtr Flaminius. 

Tft. One of Lord 7$mos's Men; 

,■, ,..,, Cookie Lttc^ 



Timon of Atlieng. t.1^9 

Lue, Flaminiusi Sir. a Word: Pny is my Lordrndy to 
come forth t , 

FUm. No, indeed he is not. 

Tit. We attend his Lordfhrp; pray iignifie fo mucli. 

Flam, I need not tell him that, he Icnows you are too 
diligent. 

, Enter Flavjus i>i a Goak, muffled, 

Lmc. Haj is not that his Steward muffled fo! 
Hegoesaway in a Cloud: Catt him, call hin. 

Tit. Do you hear, Sir — — 

y*r. By your leave, Sir. > 

FU.V, What do you ask of me, my Friend ! 

Ttt. We wait for certain Mony here. Sir. 

FW. If Mony were as certain as your waiting, 
Twerc fure enough. 

Why then prcfet'd you not your Sums and Bills, 
When your falfe Maflers eat of my Lord's Meat! 
Then they would fmile, and fawn upon bis Debts* 
And talte down th' Intereft into their glu tt'nous Maws. 
Tou do your felves but wrong to ftir me up. 
Let me pafs quietly: 

Believ'r^ my Lord and I have made an end, 
1 bave no more to reckon, he to ipend. ' 

Lm. Ay, but this Anfwcr will not lerve, 

FUv. If 'twill not fervc, 'tis notfo bafeas you, 
tor you ferve Knaves. \_Exit Flaviuj. 

Fkr. Howi what does his cafhiet'dworftiip mutter? 

Til. No matter what- . — —he's poor, and that's re- 
venge enough. Who can Ipeak broader than he that has 
no Houfe to put his Head inj Such may rail agaiiift great 
Buildings. 

Enter Servilius, 

Ttt. Oh, here's StrviliHs\ now we Ihall have fome an- 
f*er. 

Strv. If I might befeech you. Gentlemen, to repair fome 
other hour, I ftiould derive much from't. For take't of my 
Soul, my Lord leans i^ondroufly to dilcontent: His com* 
fortable temper has forfoolc him, h^s much out of Health, 
ad keeps his Chamber. . ^ . 

I J ''-■■■■ iMi, 



ii^o Timoh 0/ Athens. 

£«c. Many do beep their Chambers, aie oot fi«k; 

And if he -be fo far beyond his Health, 
MetbiDts he ftiould the fooner pay Im Debts, 
And make « clear way to the Gods. 
Serv. Good Gods t 
Tit. We cannot take this for an Anf«er» 

FImb. {withiM.']Serviif«s. help my Lord I my Lord. 

Etuar Timon in * rAgt* 

Tftit. What, ate my Doom oppoj'd tgainft my paOage? . 
Have I been evrt fiee, and muft my Houfe 
Be my retentive Enemy f My Goalt 
The Place which I have fcaftcd, does it now. 
Like all Mankind, Aiewme an Iron Heart! 

Imc. Put in now, Titus* 

Tit. My Lord, here's my Bill. 

Luc. Here's mine. 

Var. And mine, my Lord. 

Cap. AndouRi my Lord. 

Phi. And our Bills. 

Ttm. Knock me down with 'em— —cleave me to the 
Girdle. 

Lm. Alas, my Lord. 

Ttm. Cut ow my Heart in Sums. 

Tit. Mine, 6f[y Talents. 

Tim. Tell out my Blood. 

Luc. Five tboufand Crowns, my Lord. 

Tim. Five tboufand drops pays tb«t. 
Whit yours? and yours? 

Var. My Lord 

C*p, My Lord— — 
- Tim. Tear mc, take me, and the Gods fall upon yoo. . 
/ [_Exit Timon, 

Hw. Faith, I perceive our Mafterf may throw their Caps 
flt their Mony, thefe Debts may well be call'd defperate ones, 
for a mad Man owes '<m. ■ [Exeunt. 

Enter Timon dnd Flaviuj. 

Ttm. They have e'en put my Breath from mc, the Slaves 
Creditors! Devils. 

Flav. My dear Lord. 
, 77w. Whatifit fhouldbefo— - C,ooo\ 

FUv. My dear Lord. ' ' '^^ 

■ 7»w. 



Timon 0/ Athens. ii^i 

7ms. I'll have it fo-— My Scevardl 

FUv. Here, my Lord. 

Tim, So fitly \~~—^Go, bid all my Friends igaiif, 
LuciMs, ZjicmUks and Stm^tnim. All- ■ ■ 
rit once more Feaft the Kafcals. 

FUv, O my Lordl you only fpeak frwa your diftraded 
Soul; there's noc lb much lefi as to furnilh out a moderate 
Tabic. 

Tim. Be it not in thy Cire i 
Go, I charge thee, invite them all, let in the ride 
Of Knave! oace more: My Cook and I'll provide* {Exeimt. 

SCENE lU. The City. 

tjittr three Stemttmrt mi »«t Dttr^ Alcibiades mttting them 
' . with jittmdMitt, 

I &». My Lord, you have my Voiee to't, the Fault's bloody; 
Tis neceflary he fhould dye : 
Nothing emboldens Sin fo much ss Mercy. 

xSeth Moll true^ the Law (hall ttruife 'em, 

jtlc. Honour, Health and CompafTion to the Senate* 

I Sen, Now, Captain. 

jtlc. I am an humble Suitor to your Virtues, 
For Pity'is the Virtue of the Law, 
And none but Tyrants uTe it c/uclly. 
It pleafcs Time and Fortune Xii lye heavy 
Upon 3 Friend of miHe, who in hot Blood 
Hath ftept into the Law, which is pad depth 
To ihofe that, without heed, do plunge into'r. 
He is, a Man, fetting his Fate afidc. of comely Virtues, 
Aad Honour in him, which buys out his F^ult; 
Kor did he foil the Fad with Cowardife, 
But with a noble Fury, and fair Spirit, 
Seeing his Kepuiation touch'd to Death, 
He did oppofe his Foe j 
And with fuch fober and unnoted PalEon 
He did behive his Anger e'er 'twas fpcnt. 
As if he bad but prov'd an A''gument. 

I 4 -iSw. 



ij ^ 1 Timon 0/ Athens, 

I ScH. You undergo too Arid a Paradox^ 
Sitivin^ to make an ugly Deed look fm : 
Your Wotds have took fuch pains, as if the]r.laboiir'{l 
To bring Man^fiaughter into form, and (ei quairelliag 
Upon the bead of Valour; which indeed 
Is Valour n)is>begor, and came into the World 
When "Scds and Fadioni were newly born. 
Ht's truly valiant, that can wifely fuffet 
The worft that Man can breath, 
. And make his Wrongs his outiidet* ' ' . 

To wear them like his Raymenr, areleOy* 
And ne'er prefer his Injuties to his Heart, 
To bring it into Danger. 
If Wrongs be Evils, and enforce us kill, 
What Folly 'tis to hazard Life for ill. , 

^U. My Lord I 

I StH, You cannot make grofs Sins look clear. 
To revenge is no Valour, but to bear. 

^U. My Lords, then under favour, pardon me; 
If I fpeak like a Captain. 
Why do fond Men cxpofe tbepifelves to Battel, 
And not endure all Threats^ Sleep upon't. 
And let the Foes quietly cut their Throats, 
Without repugnancy.? If there bf 
Such Valour in the bearing, what make we ■ 
Abroad? Why then Women ate more valiant: 
That ftay at home, if bearing carry it; 
And the Afs, moie Captain than the Lion? The Fellov 
Loaden with Irons, wifer than the Judge, 
If Wifdom be in ru£Feringt Oh my Lords, 
As you are Great, be pitifully Good: 
Who cannot condemn Rafhnefs in cold Blood/ 
To kill) I grant, is Sin's cxireameft Guft, 
But in defence, by Mercy 'tis moft Juft. 
To be in Anger, is Impiety : 
But who is Man, that is not Angry f 
Weigh but the Crime with this. 

z SiH. You breath in vain. 

j41c, in vain? 
His Service done at IdcetUman', ard SUnr/tiiinif 
Werea fufficient Briber for hisLrfc. ' ■ a.oo^^Ic 



Timon of Adiens, x »9i$ 

tStK. What's thftti 

jilc. Why, I fay my Lords, h'as doae fair Scrncr, 

And fiain in Fight many of your Enemits: 

Mow full of Valour did he bur himfelf 

In the laft Conflid, anil made plenteous Woundi ? 

^Stit. He has made too ciuch-pleDty with 'em, . 
He's a fworn Rioter; he has a Sia 
That often drowns him, and tabes his Valour Prilqoer* 
If there were no Foes, that were enough 
To overcome him. In that beaflly Fury 
He has been known to commit Outlages, - - 

Aod cherifti Fadions. Tis inferr'd lO us, 
Hii Days r.e.fou]| and bis Drink dangerous. 

iSeih He dies. 

Jlc, Hard Fate I he might have dy'd in War. 
My Lords, if not for any Parts in him. 
Though his right Am might purchafe hisowntimtt 
Afld be in debt to none ; yet more to moveyoui 
Take my Deferts to bis* and join 'em both. 
And fer I know, your Reverend Ages love Security, 
I'll pawn my Vi^ories, alt my Honours to you. 
Upon his good returns. 
If by this Crime he owes the Law his Life, 
Why let the War receive it in valiant Gore; 
For Law is ftrid, and War is nothing more. 

T Sei$. We are for Law, he dyes, urge it no motr, ' 
On height of our Dirpleafure: Friend, or Brother* 
He for^its his own Blood, that fptlls another. 

^c. Mufl it be foi It mud not be: 
My Lords, I do befeech you know mc. 

I Sen. Howi 

j^c. Call me to your Remembrances. 

j5«. What! 

^Ic. I cannot think but your Age bathforgotmt. 
It could not elfe be. I fliould prove fo bafr. 
To fue, and be deny'd fuch common Grace. 
My Wounds ake at you. / 

I A». Da you dare our Anger? 
*Tii in few Words, but fpacious in cfFcd. 
Vc btnifh thee for ever. n r- i 



tt94 Timon tf Athens, 

jilc. Banifh me I banifh your Dottgr, binifh Ufury. 
Thii makes (he Seoatt ugly. 

. iStn, If after twoDayt Hiine, wA/ww ctfntaios theCi 
Attend eur weightier JudgnMnt. 
And* ntx to fwelt our Spirit, 
He Ihall be Executed prcfently. [EMemm, 

jilt. Now the Gods Veep you old enough. 
That you may live 

Only io Bone, that none may look ot> you. 
I'm vorfe than mad : I have kept bick their Pots 
Whjle they have told their Mony, and let out ' 
Their Coin upon large Intereft; I my fcif. 

Rich only in large Harn. All thofe, forthist 

Ii this the Bairoiq that the ufuring Senate 

Pours into Captains Wounds \ Ha f Baniflimetil f 

It comes not ill : I bite not to be banifht. 

It is a Cftufe worthy for Spleen and Fury, 

That [ may ftrike at Athnu. I'll cheer up 

My difconiented Troops, and lay for Hearts; 

'Tis Honour with raoft Lands to be at odd;, 

Soldieis Ihould brook as little wrongs as Gods. {Exit. 

SCENE IV. Timon'f Honfe. 

Enter Mwrt StMM$rs M fever*l Dwrs, 

I StH, The gocd tim« of the Day to you. Sir. 

I Sen. I al(b with it to you : I think this hotioonble Lord 
did but try us this other Day. 

I Sen. Upon that were my Thoughts ttriitg when we en- 
cououed. I hope it is not Io low with him, ai be made it 
f(.em in the tryal of his feveral Friends. 

1 Sen. It (hould nta be, -by the perfwafion of his new 
Feafling. 

I Sen. I Ihould thinlc fo ! He hath fent me an rarneft in- 
yittng, which manv mynetr Occattons did urge me to put 
off; but he hath conjured me beyond them,, and I mufl: 
needs appear. 

z Sen. In like manner wis I in Debt to my impsttusate 
budnefs; but he would not hear nty Excufe. I am forry, 
when he Tent to borrow of me, that my ^ovifion was 
out. . , -■ XiOo^ 

I Sen. 



Timon tf Athens. x i^ j 

iSt». I.im fick of cbat ^ef too, af I uoderfland how 
ill things go. , 

i Stm.' Every Man here's fo. What would he have bor- 
rowed of you i 

J Stn. A thouf^ad Pieces. 

2 Stn. A thoufind Pieces -I 

I Sttt. Wh»t of you i 

J Sen. He fent to me. Sir—here he comes. 
Enttr Xiffion and jitttndatUK 

Tm. With all" my Heart, Gentlcmeh both— —and how 
,fire you i 

I Stn. Ever tt ibe beft, hearitij; well of your Lordfiiip. 

z&K. The Swallow follows not Summei more willingly. 
Than we yoiir LordOiip. 

7tto. Nor more willingly leaves Winter, iucb SuBimcN 
Birdi are Men. Gentlemen, our Dinner will not recom* 
pence this long ftay: Feafl your Ears with the MuHck a * 
while; if they witlfire fo harlhly.aso'th* TruiDpettfound: 
ve (hall to'c pr«fently. 

I Stn. I hope it remains not unkindly, with yourLordlhip. 
that I return'd you an empty Me0erger. 

Tim. O Sir, let it not trouble you. 

1 Stt, My noble Lord. 

Tim. Ah my good Friend, what Cheer ? 

IXht BuKtjMtt irtught in, 

z Sen. Mymofihonourable Lord, I'm e*en fick of Shame, 
that when your Lordlhip t'other Day ftnt to me, I was fo 
Unfortunate a Be^ar. 

Tim, Think nor on'i. Sir. 

3 St», If you had fent but two Hours before.. . 

7(»». Let it not cumber your betttr Remcmbrancf. 
Come, bring in all together. 

2 Sen. All cover*d DiOiesI 

I Sen. Royjl Cheat, I warrant you, 

I Stn. Doubt not that, if Monyiind the Seafon can yield it. 

I Sen. How do you! Wh»i's the News? 

iSen. ^£:/i»W« is baniftiii Hearyouofit? 

Bath. jSleibiadts banifli'dl , 

iSen, Tis fo, be fure of it 

1 Sm,\ pray you upon what* . ' ' ,AiOoglc 

7^m. 



1 1 jtf Timon of Athens. 

Tim* Pily worthy FrienJi, will you diaw near? 

J Stm, I'll tell you tofxc anon. Here's a noble Feaft toward. 

z SiH. This is the old Man fttll. 

5 StH. Wili't hoW? Will't hold * 

t StH. It doej, but time will, and fo— 

J Sen. I do conceive. 

Tim. Each Hlva to his Stool, with that Spur as he would 
to the Lip of his Miftrefs : Your Diet (hall be in all places 
alike. Make not a City Feaft of it, to let the Meat cool, 
e'er we can agrre upon the ficft place. Sit, Sit. 

The Gods require our Thanks. 

Tottgrtat Stnefa&wi, fprif^our Society with ThtUt^fml' 
neji, F»r jtftr ovn Gifn, m^e j«Hr Jtlvts fr*iid: BM re- 
ftryefiill to give, left jour Deitiei he dej^fid. Lend t» Mcb 
Mm entity that one need net lend »« amoihtr*' For were J9ttr 
G^dheadi to barrew of Men, Men ■aemld forfake the Gedtm 
Mt^ the Me4l he helevtd, more than the Man that gives it. 
Let no jiffembtj of twenty, be without a Score ofFitUint, If 
there fit twelve Women M the Table, let a D*%en of them he at 

they are The rt^ of jonr Fees, O Gidt, the Stnatori of 

Athens, together with the common lag of People, whaiit amijp 
it them, yon Gods, make fntahte for DeftrHSion. For thefe mj 

p-efint Friends ai thej are to me nothingt /o inmolhing hkfi 

ihem, and to nothing are they welcome. 

Uncover Dogs, and lap. 

. Somefpeak. What does his Lordlhip maan? 

Some other. I know not. 

Tim. May you a better Feaft never behold. 
You Knot of Mouth Friends: Smoke, and lukevarm Water 
Is your PwfeAion. This is Ttmon's Uft, 
Who ftuck and fpanpled you with Flatteries, 
Wifhes ic off, and fprinkhs in your Faces 
Your reaking Vilhny, Live loath'd, and loBg 
Moft fmiiirg rmootii, detefted Parafitcs, 
Courteous D.'ftroyers affable Wolves, meek Bears, 
Your Fools of Foi tune, Trencher-Friends, Time-fliei, ■ 
Cap aid Knee Slaves, Vapfi", and Minute Jatks , 
Of Man and Btaft, the infinite Malady 
Cruft you quite o'er. What, doft thou go? 

Soft, take thy Phyfick firfl thou too and thou™ 

{Throwing the Dijhtt at ther», and drives 'fm omtL 
Stay, 



Timon o/ Athens. up 7 

Stay) I wi|l lend thee Many, borrow none, 
Vhitt -v^ ill in Motion i Henceforth be no Feaft, 
Whereat a Villain's not a welcome Gueft. 
Bum Houfe, iinlc Athent, henceforth bated be 
Of TiiflVM. Man, and all -Humanity. f£x<r. 

Emtr the Senaitrs. 

1 Sta, How now, my Lords { 

3 Stit, Know you the Quality of Lord Ttmvtfi Puryf 

J A«, Pufli, did you fee roy Cap{ 

t^Sttt. 1 baveloAmy Gowo. 

I Sen. He's but a mid Lord, and nought but Humour 
fwav! fairo. He gave me a Jewd th'odier Day* and no* 
he has beat it out of my Hat. 
Did you fee my JeweH 

1 Sett. J3id you fee my Cap ? 

J Setu Here 'jis. 

l^Sen, ijeie lyts my Gown, 

1 Sm, Let's. loake no ftiy/ . ' 

2 Sen. Lord Timor's mad. 

3 Seir. I feel'c upon my Bones. 

4JM, OncD^j^hs gives m Diamonds, nestDjy Sftine*, 
l_£xetn» SeitattT*. 



ACT IV. SCENE I. 
SCENE mtAouf the mils ef Achcns. ' 

Enter Timon. 

7«iw,T E T me lot* back upon thee. O thou Wall, 

JLi That girdleft in thofe Wolves, dive in the EartW 
And fence Bot ^thent. Matrons, turn incontintm; 
Obedience fail in Children^ Slaves and Fools 
Muck the grave wrinkled Senate from the Benchr 
And miniiter in their fteads to general Filths. 
Convert o'th' inftant green Virginity, 
Do't in your Parents Eyes. Bankrupts, hold ftft, 
Hather than render back j out with your Kniwsj 
And cut your trufters Throats. Bound Servants, fterij' 
Z>irge-handed Kobbers your grave Maflers «r«, ^ 

"'"■ A.oo^, And 



II 5 8 Timon of Athens. 

And Pill by Law. Maid, to thy Mafter's Bedj 
Thy Miftteu is o'ch* BrothcL Son of dxittrt. 

Pluck the lin'd Crutch from thy old limping Sire, 

With it beat out his Brains. Piety and Fear, 

Religion to the Godst Peace, Jufticr, Truth, 

Domeflickawe, Niglit-reft, and Neighbouihood, 

InftruSion, Manners. MyftL-rir^i and Trades, 

Degreet, Obfervances, Cufiomi and Laws* 

Decline to your confounding Contraries. 

And yet Confufion live : Plagues incident to Men, 

Your potent and infefiious Fevers, heap 

On ^ietu ripeibr fttoke. Thou cold Ja<if(C4, 

Cripple our Senators, t-iat their Limbs may l^ali: 

As lasiely as their Manners. Lull and Liberty 

Creep in the Minds and Marrovs of our Youth, 

That 'gainft the Stream of. Virtue they may ttrive. 

And drown themfelves in Riot. Itches. Blains, 

Sow all the Athenian Bnfoms, and their Crop 

Be general Leprode : Breath infeA Breath, 

That their Society (as their Fiiendftiip) may 

Be meerl; Potfon. Nothing I'll bear ^om thee. 

But Nakedneff, thou deteftable Town. 

Take thou"that too, with multiplying Banns: 

77nw» will to the Woods, where he fhall find 

Th'unkindeft Bead much kinder than Mankind. 

The Gods confound (hear rae you good Gods all^ 

Tb' Athtmtus both within and out that Wall ; 

And grant, as Timtn grows, his Hate ntiy grow. 

To the whole Race of Mankind, high and low. ' 

jSmm, {Exit, 

SCENE II. Timon'f Houfe. 

Enter Flavius with liv» «r three ServMtt* 
I Ser. Hear you. Mifter Steward, wtiere's our Mafter( 

Are we undone, call off, nothing remaining { 
Ft4v. Alack, my Fdiows, what (bould I fiy to you? 

Let me be recorded by the Righteous €ods, 

I am as poor as you. 

iStr. Such a Houfe brokef 

& Noble a Maftcrfilnl all gone! and not 



Timon ()f Athens. ^199 

One Frietid la t^e his Fortune by the Aim, 
And go along with bim, 

t Ser, As we do turn our Backs -. 
From our Compantofi, thioi^i) into his Gravr* 
So his Familiars to his buried Fortiinei 
Slink all away» leave their falfe Vows with htm . 
Like empty Purfes pick'd. And his poor fetf- 
A dedicated Beggat to the Air, 
With hisDifealc, of all fliun'd Poverty, 
Walks like CootempE alone. More of <Hir FeBovs. 
Enter ether Servams, 

FUv. Ail broken Implemcms of 3 ruin'd Houfe. 

'} Ser. Ytt do our Hearts wfar Tim*ti's Livery, 
Ttt fee r by our Faas j we are Fellows fiill. 
Saving alike iil Sorrow \ Leak'd is our Bitb, 
And we, poor Mates, ftind on the dying Deck^' 
Heating the Surges threat : we muft all part 
Into this Sea of Air.' " ■ . 

' FUv, Good Fe] lows all, 
The lateft of my Wealth 1*1! (hare amongft you. 
Where-ever we (hall meet, for Ttmm's lake, 
Let'syet be Fellows. Let's Ihahc our heads, and fay* 
As 'twere a Knell unto our Mafttr's Fortunes, 
We have feen better Days. Lit each take fome; 
Nay put out all your Hands ; not on« word rooTC, 
Thus part we rich in Sorrow, paituig poor. 

[Hegivet them Aieity, thej Embracty M/td part Jevtraiwj^s, 
Oh the fierce Wretchcdnels that Glory biii^i us! 
Vho would not wiih to be from- Wealth exempt. 
Since Riches point to Mifery and Contempt? 
Who would lie fo mock'd with Glory, as to Bve 
But in a Dream of Fricndfhip! 
Tohave his Pomp, and all whate State compounds. 
Bat Only painted like his vamirti'd Friends ! 
Poor honeft Lord I brO'ighi low by his own Hnrti 
Undone by goodnefs : ftrange unufuil Blood, 
When Mah'swcrftSin is, he docs too much good. 
Who then dares to be half fo kind aeain? 
For Bounty that makes Gods, does ftill mar Men. 
My deareft Lord, bleft to be moft accurs'd, 
R,ichonIy to beW|;etchEd; thy great Fortunes 



Timcn of Athens. 



Are made thy chief Afflidtont, Aim, kind Lord ( 

H^t flung in a Rage from this ungrattful Sht 

Of monftroui Fiiendt: 

Nor has he to fupply bis Life, 

Or that which can command it : 

I'll follow and enquire him om. 

rit ever ferve his Mind, with my bed will, 

WhUft 1 have Gold, Til be his Sceward ftilt. [£«iV. 

SCENE III. The mods. 
'\ £iittr Timon. 

Tim, O blelTed breeding Sun, draw from the Earth 
Rotten Humidity : Below thy Sifter's Orb 
Infed the Air. Twin'd Brotheis of one Womb, 
Whofe Procreation, Relidence, and Birth, 
Scarce is dividaot, touch them with fevera) Fortunes, 
The greater fcorns thelcffer. Not Nature, 
To whom all Sores lay Siege, can bear great Fartune 
But by contempt of Nature. 
BLaife me this Beggar, and deny't that Lord, 
The Senator fhall bear Contempt Hereditiryi 
The Beggar native Honour. 
It is the Failure lards the Beggar's lides, 
The want thit makes him lean. Wbo dares? who dares. 
In purity of Manhood, Aand upriglu, 
And fay, this Man's a Flatterer i Kone be. 
So are they all, for every grize of Fortune 
Is fmooth'd by that below. The learned Pate 
Ducks to the Golden Fool. AlW Obloquy : 
There's nothing leyel in our cuiHd Natures . 
But direft Viilany, Therefore be abhorr'd. 
All Peafts, Societies, and Throngs of Men. 
His femblable, yea himfelf Timm difdains, 
Peftru^iea phang Mankind, Earth yield me Roots, 

[Diggini tilt E/trtk^ 
Who fecks for belter of thee, fawce his Pallate 
With thy rood operant Poifon. What is here ! 
Gold? Yellow, glittering, precious Gold / 
No Gods, I am do idle V^tarift, 
Koots you clear Heav'ns. Thus much of this will make 

" r '.. ■ x.oo^^w Black 



f 



Timon of Athens. i lo i 

Black, White i Fowl, Fair; Wrong, Right; 
Bafe, Noble) Old, Young; Coward, Valiant. 
Ha, you Gods! why this? what this, you Gods/ why, this 
Will lug your Priefts and Servants from your fides: 
Pluck Kout Mens Pillows from below their Heads. 
This yellow Slave 

Will fcqii and break Religions, blefs th'accurs'd, 
M^e the boar Leprofie ador'd, place Thieves, 
And give them title, knee, and approbation 
With Senitori on the Bench: This is it 
That makes the wappen'd Widow wed agiinf 
She, whom the Spittle-Houfe, and ulcerous Sore^ 
Would caft the gorge at ; this embalms and fpices 
To th*.^^7day again. Come, damn'd Harth, 
Thou commoaWnsre of Mankind, that putteft odds 
Among the rout of Nations, I will make thee 
Do thy right Nature. [_Marcb afdr cf. 

Ha I a Drumf Th'irt quick. 

But yet I'll bury thee— — Tfaou'lt go ("ftrong Thief) 
When gouty Keepers of thee cannot ftand: 
Nay. ftay thou out for earned. 
Enter Alcibiades -ufith Drttm and Fife in warlikf manner^ 
and. Phrinii and Ttmandra. 
^Ic. What art thou there? fpeak. 
- 7im. A Beift, as thou arr. The Canker gnaw thy Heart 
For lliewing me again the Eyes of Man. 

Ale. What is thy Name? is Man fo hateful to thee. 
That art thy felf a Man f 

Tim. I am Mifitnthrofos, and hate Mankind. 
For tfay part, I do with thou wen a Dog. 
That I might love thee fomething. 

Ale. I know thee well: 
But in thy Fortunes am unlearn'd and ftrange. 

Ttm. I know thee too. and more than that tknoV thea 
I not defire to know. Follow thy Drum, 
With Mao's Blood paint the ground. Gules Gules : 
Religious Cannons, civil Laws are cruel* 
Then what ftiould War be \ This fell Whore of thinp; 
Hath w her more dedru&ion ih^n thy Sword, 
For all^her Cherubin look. 
yirAiTliy Lips rot off. , 

YpuY. - ^ K '■■ ■■'■^'^'^*«. 



Timoni of Ath<;ns. 



Tim. I will not kiCs thee, then the Rot retunu 
,To thine own Lips ^ain, 

jUt. How came ttw noble T$mati to this change { 

Tim. As the Moon ctoesj by wanting Light to give: 
But thea renew 1 could nor, like tfie Moon j 
There were rio 'Suns to borrow of. 

jiU, t^obl^ 7V»tii», what Friendlhipiniy I do thee? 

Tim. Nmic, but to maintain my Opinion. 

jik. What is it, 7V«w» f 

Tim. Promife me Friendlhip, bUt perform none. 
If tbou wilt not promilVt the Gods plague tbeo* foe thou 
art a Man :' if thou dpft peiform» couound i|iee»for thou 
art a Man, 

j41c, I have heafd in fome fort of tfay Miiertes* 

Ttm. Thou fatt^'fl; t^iqui when I had Praipeiity, 

jUc. I fee thein nov> then was a blefled tine. 

7tm. As thine is now, held with a brace of Harlots. 

TimM. Is this iW Athenian MioioiV whom th« World 
Voic'd fo rcgardfuHy t 

Ttm. Art thou Ttrndndra f 

TimsH. Yes. 

Tim. Be a Whore (liH} they love thee not that ule tbee, 
give them Difeafes. leaving with thee their Luft. Male 
ufe of thy fait Hours, fearon the Slaves for Tubs and ^vhs. ' 
bringdown Rofe-cheek'd Youth to the Fubfiftj and the 
Diet. 

Timan. Hang thee, M^fler. 

Ale. Pardon him, {weetTimaniira, for h« Wits 
- Are drown'd and loft in his Cdawities. 
I have but little Gold of fatp, tirave Timum, 
The want whereof, do:h daily make revolt ' 
In my pEnurious Band. I heard and griev'd. 
How curfed Athens, mindlEfs of thy worth. 
Forgetting thy great Deeds when neighbour Stater, 

But for thy Sword and Fortune, trod upon them 

- Tim. I prithee beat thy Drum, aod get thee gonei 

Ale. I am thy Friend, and pity thte, dc«- Timan, 

Tim. How doft tbou pity bim, whom thou dofl uaidjie ? 
I had rather be ainnf. 

Ale. Why f re thee well: 
Here is fomc Gold for rhee. 



,,Coo>;l 



77«w» 



Timon of Aliens. a i o j 

Ttm, Keep it, I canaot eit ir. 

.^ik, Whea I have laid proud jttht»s on a ll«p< 

Ttm, Wu-'ft thou 'gainft ^thmt \ 

Ak. Ay, Timeit, ind have caufe. 

Tim. The @od» coafbund them all in thy Conqueft* 
And thee after* when thou faafl conqun'd. 

^Ic. Why me, 7imaii% 

"Tim. -That by killiag of Villaint 
Thou waft born to conquer ffiy Country^ 
Pat up iby Gold. ®o on, here't Gold, go on ; 
Be as a planetary blague, w^oid Jtvi 
Will, o'er fome high-vic'd City, hang fail poifoa 
In the fick Air : let not thy Sword tkip one. 
Pity not honoured Age hi hii white Bread, 
He is an UCurer. Strue me the counterfeit Mltroo,^ - 
It it her Habit only, that b honcft, . • : ■'' 

Her felf't a Biwd. Let not the Virgin's Chedt ■- 
Make foft thy trenchant Sword; ferthofc Milk-Paps 
That tluwigh the window Barn bore at MeniEyes, 
Are not withia the I>af of Pity writ. 
But fet them dawn horrible Traitors. Spare not the Babe 
Wfaofe dimpled fmilcs from Foc^ exhaifa their Mercy; 
Think it a Baftird, whom the Oracle 
Hath doubtfully pronounced, the Threat ihiU cut. 
And raioce it fans remorie. Swear agiinft Ohjt&t, 
Put Armour on thine Ears, and on thine fiyet, 
Whofe proo^ nor yells of Mothers* Maids nor Baber^ 
N« fight of Pritfts in holy V^ftments bleeding. 
Shall pierce a jot. There's @oId to pay thy Sokliert. 
Make large Confbfion ^ and thy fury fpcnt, 
Confounded be thy felf. Speak nor, be gone^ 

.^. Hafttfaoii Gold yeti I'll take theGc^d thou giveft 
me, not all thy CouDfel. 

Tim, Doft thou, or doft thou not, Heav'ns Curfe upon 
thee. 

Btih. Give OS fome Gold, good 77*»tn, haft thou moref 

7im. Enough to nfake a Whore forfwear her Trade, 
And to m^ke Whores, a Bawd. Hold up, you Sluts, 
Your Aprons mountant, you are not Othabte, 
Although I kaow you'll fwear, terribly fwetr, 
Into ftrong (hudders> and to heavenly Agues 

K 2. - Th'im: 



1X04 Timon of Athens. 

Th' innmortil Gods that hear yoti. Sptre your Oiths: . 

I'll truft to your Conditions, be Whores flilL 

And he whofe pious Breath feeks to convert you. 

Be ftrong in Whorei allure him, bum him up, 

L.tc your clofe Fire predominate his Smoak, 

And be no Turn<coats: y«t toty your pains fix Months . 

Be quite contrary. And thitch 

Your poor thin Roofs, with burthens of the Dead, . 

fSomc that were hang'd) no matter: 

War ihemt betray with tbem; whore Aill. 

Faint 'till a Horfe may mire upon your Face; 

A Pox of Wrinkles. 

Both. Wtll. more Gold whit then^ 

Btlieve that well do any thing for Gold. 

Tim. .Confumptions low 
In hollow Bones of Man, ftrike their fliarp Shins, 
And mir Mens {purring. Crack the Lawyer's Voicr^ 
That he may never more falfe Title plead. 
Nor found his Quillets QirtUy. Hoar the Flamw, 
That fcolds againft the quality of Fjefh* 
And not believes himfelf: Down with the Kofe, 
. Down whh it flir, take the Bridge quite away 
Of him, that his particular to forefee ^bald. 

Smells from t!ie (general Weal. Make caTl'd-pite Ruffians 
And Itt the uofcared Braggarts of the War 
Derive fome pain from you. P!ag«e all. 
That your aSivity may defeat, and quell 
The fource of all Ereftion. There's more Gold. 
Da you Damn others, and let this Damn you. 
And Ditches grave you all. 

Both. Mjtc counfel with more Mony, bounteoirs T^mtn* 

Tim. More Whore, more Mifchitf iirfti I have given 
you earneft. 

^Ic. Strike up the Drum towards jithnsi fireweJ7i»*»t 
if I, thrive well, I'll vifit thee again. 
, Ttm. If Iliope welt, I'll never fee thec more. 

^/c. I rcver did thee harm. 

Tim. Yet, thou fpokfl well, of me. 

-rf/c. Call'ft rhcu that harm / 

Tim. Men daily find it. Get tbtt tw^* 
And take ihy Beagles with thec. , , „ , Gooqlc 



Timon of Athens. 2x05 

-tff. "^t but ofFsnd him, ftrilt*. \_Exewit. 

Tm. That Nirure being fick of Man's Unkiidncfi 
Should yet be hungry : Common Mothei-, thoa 
Whofe Womb dnmeafurabl?, ind infinite Breaft 
Teems and feeds all ; whofe felf fame mettle 
Whereof thy proud Child, arrogant Man* is puftf 
EDgenderi the black Toad^ and Adder blue* ' 

The gUded Newt, and Eyeiifs venom'd Worm, 
With all the abhorred Births below criJp Heav'n, 
Whereon Hyperions quickning Fire dofb (hine ; 
Yield him, who all rhe Human Sons do'siute. 
From forth thy plenteous Bofom, one poor Root. 
Enfear thy Fertile, and Conceptious Womb, 
Let it no more bring out ingrateful Man. 
'Go great with Tygers, Dragoni, Wolves and Bears, 
Teem with new Monilers, whom thy upward Face 
Htth to the marbled Manfion all above 
Nover prcfenicd. O, a Root— —dear Thinks: 
Dryup thy Marrows, Veins, and Plough-twn Lea^ 
Whereof ingrateful Man with Liquorifli Draughts 
And Morfels undioin, greafes his pure Mind. . 
^hat from it all Confideration flips-- ■ m 

Enter Afcmantus. 
More Man? Plague, Plague. 

ulpetn* I was dire&ed hither. Men report* 
Thou doll: affed my Manners, and doll ufe them. 

Ttm. 'Tis then, biecaufe tbou doft not keep a Dog 
Whom I would imitate; Confumption catch thee. 
■I .Aftm* This is in thee a Nature but affeded, 
A poor anminly Melancholv fprung 
From cliaDge of ForiOHe. Why [his Spade? this place ? 
This SlavC'hke Habit, and tiiefe looks of Caret 
Thy Flatterers yet wear Silk, drink Wine, lye Toft, 
Hug their difeafed Perfumes, and hare forgot 
Thafrever Ti'Moi was. Shame not thefe Wood;:, • 

•fBy putting on the cunning of a Caiper. 
. Be tbou a Flatterer now, and (eek to thrive ' ' . 
By that which has undone thee r hinge thy Knee, 
And let hit very Breath wham thou'it obferve - 
Bbw olFthyCap; praifehis-rnqft vicious Strain, 
And call it cxceUcoi; tbou waft told thus: ' 

K J • ThoH 



tios Twron of Athnw,' 

Thou gav'ft thine Ears, like Tapftm, thn bid w<kome; 
To Knaves, and aU Approachets: 'Til moft )uft 
That thou turn Rafcal, hadft thou Wealth again, 
Rafcals Ihould hav't. Do not alTume my Likeneft. , 

Tim. Were I Ifte thee, I'd throw away my felf. 

^pem. Thou haft Caft away thy felf, being like thy felf 
A Mad-man fo loig, now a Fool: What think'ft 
That the blesk Air. thy boiflcrousChamherlaiii, 
Will put thy Shitt on warmi Will thefe moift Trcei, 
That have out^iv'd the Eagle, page thy Heels, 
And Skip whpi.thoU poiafft outi Will the cold Brook 
Candied with Ice, cawdle thy moroii^ tatte 
To cure thy o'er-nighi's Surfeitf Gill the Creatures, 
Whofe naked Natures live in all the fpight 
Of wrcelrful Heav'o, whole bate unhoufed Trooks, 
To the conffiaing Blements expoi'd, 
Anfwer meer Nature ; bid ihcnt flatter thct ; 
Oh! thou (halt find— — 

Tim. A FooloftV.ee; deput. 

\jifm. I love thee better now dun e'er I did. 

77m. 1 hate Ace worfe, 

.^pem. Why* 

Tim. Thou flattcr'ft Mifery, 

./4pem. I Bitter not, but fay thou art a Caytitfi .' 

77m. Why doA thou feck me oati 

^pem. To vextlrtf. 

Tim. Always a ViHain's OfBce* or a Fool's. 
Doft pleafethyfdfin't/ 

Apem, Ay, 

Tim. Whit! a Knave too? 
- j4pem. If thou didft put this fewre coIdHabit on 
To cafligate fhy Pride, 'twere well; bur thou. . . 
Doft it enforcedly: Tliou'dA Courtier beagnn, . '- 

Wert thou not Beggar) willing'Mifery , , 

Out-lives ii^certain Pdmp; is crown'd before: ,, , \ 

The one is filling fiill, never Contpleat ; , , 

The nther, at bi^h wifii, beftilate CooKfitle&. . 
Hath a difbaifted and -moft wr«tthed Being, 
Worfe than the worft, Content. . ?' ... ". 

Thou (houldfi defire CO die, bring niferahte. •■ '■ 



Timon flf Athens. 1107 

77m. Not by his Breath, that is more itiiferMe, 
Thou art » Slave, whom Fortune's tender Arm 
With Favour never clafpt; but bred a Dog. 
Hidft thou like us from our Brfi fwaih proceeded,' 
Through fweet Degrees that this brief World affords. 
To fuch as may the paflite Drugs of it 
Freely command^ ihou wouldft have pliing'd thy fetf 
In general Rior, melted down thy Youth 
In different Beds of LMft, and rtever learo'd 
The icy Precepts of R.efpe&, bur followed 
The Sugared Game before thee. But my felf. 
Who had the World as my Conffftioniiy, 
The Mouths, the Tongue?, the Eyes the Hearts of Menj 
At Duty more than I could frame Employments; 
That numberlefs upon me ftuck, as leaves 
Do on the Oalt, have with one Winters brufli ' 
Fall'n ffom their Boughs, and left me opeti bare. 
For every Storm that blows. I to bear chit. 
That sever knew but better, is fome burthea. ' 
Thy Nature did commence in Safferbnce, Time 
HiUi made thee hard in't. Why fhouldft thou hue Mcnt 
They never flittcr'd thee. What haft thou given} 
If thou wilt Curfcj thy |=ather, that poor Rag, 
Muft be thySubjca; wholhfpight put fluff 
To fome She<Beggar, and compounded thee 

Poor Rogue, hereditary. Hence f begone p- 

If thou hadft not been the woifl; of Men, 
Thou hidfl been a Knave and Fhttercr. 

■j^em. Art thou proud yfetV 

Tim. Ay, that I am not thee. 

■^mr. 1, that I was no Prodigal. 

Tim, J, that I am one now. 
Were all the Wealth I have fliut op in thee. 
rd give thee leave to hartg it. Get thee gone : 
That the whole Life of yftheht were in this. 
Thus would I eat it. [£«//»f 4 Rotf, 

jiptm. Here will I mend thy Feaft. 

Tim. Firft mend thy Company, take away thy felf. 

Aptm. So I Ihall mend mine own, by th'lack of thine,' 

Tim. 'Tis not wfll mended fo, it is but botchtj 
Jf not, ( wo'Jd it w«fr ' ' '' ■ ■.'-■oo«;i 



aio8 Timcn of Athens. 

jiptm. What wouldft thou have to jSthtnt f 

Ttm. Thee thither in iWhiilwindj if thou wilt, 
Tell them there 1 have Gold, look, fo I have. 

jiptm. Here is no ufe fpr Gold. 

Tm. Tbe bcft and trueft : 
For here it fleeps, and dees no hired hirm. 

Aftm. Where ly'ft a Nights, Timon! 

Tim. Under that's above me. 
Where feed'fl thou a Days, ApemantHt^ 

jipem. Where my Stomsch 6nds Meat, or rather jvher'e 
I rat it. 

Tim. Would Poifon were obedient, and knevr my Mind. 

^jp«». Where wouldft thou fend iti 

Tim, Tofawcethy Difhes. 

jiptm. The middle of humanity thou never kneweft, but" 
the extremity of both ends. When thou waft in thy Gilr, 
and thy Perfume, they mockt thee, for loo much curio- 
ftiy; in thy Rags thou knowcfl t\otx, but art dtfpis'd for 
the contrary. There's a Medler for thee, eat u, 

Tim. On what I bate, I feed not. 

Aptm. Doft hate a Medleri" 

Tim. Ay, though it look like thee. 

Apem. And th'hadft hated Medlert fooner, thou fliouldft 
have loved thy felf better now. What Man did'fl thou ever 
know unthrift, that was beloved afcer his Means i 

77m. Who without thofe Means thou ti^lk'fi of. didft 
thou ever know beloved f 

Aptm. My felf. 

Tim. I underftaod thee, thou hadft fome Means to keep 
a Dog. 

Apem. What things in the World canft thou neareft 
compare to thy Flatterers f 

Tim. Women neareft •■, but Men, Men are the things 
tbemfeWcf. , What wouldft thou do with the World, Ap»' 
munttfs, if it lay in thy Power/ 

Apem. Give it the ficafts, to be tid of the Men. 

Ttm. Wouldft thou have thy felf fall in the confil^on of 
Men, and remain a Beaft with the Beafts, 

Apem. Ay, 7imo», 

Tim. A beaft'y Ambition, which the Cods grants thee 



Tmon of Athens, nop 

t'attain to. If thou vert the Lion, the Fox would b^utfe 
thee; if thou wert the Lambj the Foxwould eat thee; if 
thou vert the Fox, the Lion would fufped thee, when 
peiidventure thou weit accus*d by the Als; if thou Were 
the Afs, thy dulnefs would toiment thee ; and Rill thou 
liv'ft but as a Brtflkfaft to the Wolf. If thou'weri the 
Wolf, thy greedinefs would affliiS thee, and oft ifeou 
Ihould hazard thy Life for thy Dinner. Weit thou the 
Unicorn. Pride and Wrath would, con found thee, aiid mtke 
t'toe own fe!f the Conqueft of thy Fury. Wert thou a 
Bear, thou would'ft be kill'd by the Hotfe ; wen thou a 
Hoif^ thou wouldA be feized by the Leopard; wert tliou 
a Leopard, thou were German to the Lion, and the fpets 
of thy-Kindred, were Jurors on thy [Jfe, All thy fafety 
were renuHion, and thy Defence abfcnce. What Bea^ 
conldft thou be, that were not fubjed to a Bead; and what 
a Beaft art thou already, ■ and feeft not thy Lofs in Tranf- 
formation. 

j^m. U thou couldft pleafe i&e 
With fpeaking to me,' theu might'ft 
Have hit upon it here. 
The Commonwealth of jithau is become 
A Foreft of Beafts. 
Tim. How has the Afs broke the Wall, that thou art 

out of the .City. 
j^tm. Vender comes a Poet and a Painter- ■ 

The Plague of Company light upon thee; 

I will fear to catch it, and give way. 

When I know not. whar elle to do. 

Ml fee thee again. 
Tiw. When there is nothing living but ihce. 

Thou ffialt b^ welcome. 

I had rather be a Beggar's Dog 

Than jtpemaniHS. 
jifem. Thou art the Cap 

Of all the Fods alive. 
Tim, Would thou wert clean' enough 

To fpit upon. 
^em. A Plague tm ihee. , 

Thou art too bad to Cuife. ■ 



Ttm, All Villaias 



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2 1 1 o Timon cf Athens. 

That do ftind by thee, are purr. 
j4pem. There is no Leprofie 

But>what thou fpcak*ft. 

Ttm. If I nimc thee, I'll bert thte ; ■ '■ ^ 
But I Ihould Jnfeft my Hands. . ,^ 

j4pem. I would my Tongue 
CqciU rot them off. 

Tim. Away thou iffiie of a mangy Dog! 
Choler does kill me, that thou art alive ,* 
I fwound to fee thee. 

jipem. Would thou wouldft burn. 

Tim. Away thou tedious Kogue. I am forry I (haH Idle 
a Stone by thee. ^ . . 

jlpem. Beaftl 

7im. Slave ! 

jiptm. Toadl 

Ttm. Rogue I Rt^ue! Rogue! 
X am (ick of this faKe World, and will love nought 
Bui even the meer neceffities upon't : 
•Then Timo» prefently prepare thy Grave; 
Lye'where the LighiFoam sf the Seiraay beat ' 
Thy Grave-ftone daily ; tnake thine Epinph, 
That Death in me, ast^hers Lives may laugh. 
O thou fweet King- Killer, and dear Divorce 
'Twixc natural Son and Sire; thou bright defilet 
Of Hjment pureft Bed, thou valiant Mars, 
Thou ever young, frelh, lovtd, and delicate wooerj ■ ■ 
Whofe Blufli doth thaw the confcCTated Snow, , 
That lies on Diani Lap, Thou vifible Gad, 
That fauldreft clofe Impoflibilities, 
Andmak'H themkifs; that fpeak'ft with every Tongue 
To every purpofe; O thou touch Of Hearts, 
Think thy Have Man Rcbelj* and by thy Virtue ' ^ 

ttt them into confounding odds, that Beafts 
May have the World in Empire. 
■ S^pem. Would 'iwcre fo. 
But not till I am dead. Til fay tl?haft Gold; ' 
Thou wiif bethrong'd too (hortly, 

Ttm. Throng'd toot 



TittwKi ^ Athens, tm 

.Apem. Ay. 

Ttm, Thy S*cb« I fntkte. 

Afem. Liv*, tufl lo¥e l|hy Mifiry. 

T$m, Long live lb, and fo die. I ta quit. 

jifeh. Mo things like M«a— — — 
Ear. Tim»n» mxI ibhor thctn; [£«r« ApHMU. 

£w«r (liw Banditti. 

I ^AtuL Where thoutd Ik hiVcthtsGolil? It ii iboKpoot 
Fragment, fotM fieader OrC df his Keo»)&J«ri Tb« meer 
want of Gold, wd die falling from of Ittt ^tien^^ droM 
liim ifito this Mdiocholy* 

z S«nJi It k DiHs'd 
Me bath a Mafi of Tretfurr. 

3 Biutd, Lei ai cnaiu the alTay uaon htm. if he cars not 
for'ti he will fu^ply useifity t ffoe cavatoufly reftrre ic^ 
how (hairs g<t iti 

X Bdnd. TjHe ; fdr he bean it oat about him : 
■Til hid. 

iBumd. It not ihahc? 

jm. Where! 

a AaW. 'tis hi» D^cription. 

; B^d. He; X ItMw hin. 

.jdU. Sivethee, Ttami. 

Tim. Now Thieves. 

.,.4^. Sofdicrs, oM Thieves. 

7«». Both too* ««d Womens Son^ 

<,4U. We are not TjiteveS} hvx Meh 
That much do want. 

Ttm. YourgreMffi want if* you wintinticb of Meat i 
Why ftiMld you want j Behold, the £arth httth Roots; 
Within this Mile break forth an hundred Springs; 
The Oalu bear Maft, the Briers Scarlet Hips, 
The bounteous Hufwife Nature, on each Bulh, 
Lays her full Mefs before you. Want ? why want ? 

1 Band. We cannot live on Giafs, on Berries, Water, 
As Bcafts, and Birds, and Filhe;. ' 

Tim. Nor on the Beafts themfeives, the Birds and Fiflier* 
You muft eat Men. Yet thanks I muft you con. 
That you are Thieves profcft j that you work not 
la holier Shapes ; for there is boundlefs Theft 



mi ' Timon <f Athens. 

In limited Profe(Hons. Rsfcal Thieves, 
Here's @old. Go, fuck the fubtle Blood o'tfa @npe, 
'rill the high Feaver Teetfi your Blood to Froth, 
And fo fcape hanging. Trull not the Phyfician, - 
His Antidotes are Poifoi^ and he flays 
More than you Kob: Take wealth, and live together, 
So Villany do, fince you proceft t«do't. 
Like Workmen, I'll Example you with Thievery: 
The SanTs a Tbief, and witM bis great Attra£(ioo 
Robs the vaft Sea. - The Moon's anArranc Thief, 
And her pale fire the foatches fjom the Sun. 
The Sea's a Thief, whofe liquid Surge refolres 
The Moon into Salt Tears, The Earths a Thief, 
That feeds and breeds by a compoflure ftoln 
From gen'ral Excrement : Each thhigs a Thief, 
The Laws>your curband whip, in theirrough Power 
Has UDcheck'd iheft. Love not yonr felvcs, away,- 
Rob one anorher, there's more Gold j Cut Throats; 
All that you meet are Thieves ; To Athiin go, 
' Break open Shops, nothing can you Steal 
But Thieves do lofe it: Steal not lei>, for this I give yoa. 
And Gold confound you howfoe'er: Amm. (^xit. 

3 BMid. H'as almoft charm'd me from my Profeflioo, by 
perfwading me to iu 

I Baid. Tts in the malice of Mankind, chit he thas ad- 
vifcs U5* not to have us thrive in our myfiery. 

I Band. I'll believe, him as an Enemy, 
And give over my Trade. 

I Band. Let us £rft {se Peace iit ,^httUf there is no time 
fo miferable but a Man mjy be true. \_Ex*mf TIaevtH 



ACT 



i.jCooi^lc 



Timon of Athens. » 1 1 j. 



ACT V. S C E N E I. 

S C E N E Tj&c fP^oods md TimonV Cave, 

Enttr FUvius /« Timon. 

Wrtfc/^H you Gods I 

V^ Is yond defpis'd and nitaous Man my Lord? 
Full of deciy and faiiing { Oh Monument 
And wonder of good Dwds, evilly beftow'd!- 
What an alteration of honour hai defp'rate waot onde? 
What vilder thing upon the Earth, than Friendi, 
Who can bring noUtfT Minds to bafefl Ends! 
How rarely does it meet with this tiroes guifCj 
When Map \pas wiibc to love h<s Enemies: 
Grant I may ever love, and rather woo 
Tbofe that would mifchief me, than thore that do.~ 
H'as caught me in hi» Bye, I will prcfent my honeft Grief 
Unto himj and. as my Lord^ ftill fcive him with my Lift. 
My deareft Mafter. 

Tim. Aw^y : What art thou ? 

FUv.- Have you forgot me, Sjrf 

Tim. Why doft ask that ? I have forgot all Men. 
Then if thou grunt'ft th'irt a Man, 
I have forgot thee. 

FUv. An honeft poor Servant of yours, 

Tim. Then I know thee not: 
I ne'er had honeft Man about me, I, M 
I kept were Knaves, to ferve in meat to' Villains. 

Flav. The Gods are witnefs. 
Never did poor Steward wear a truer Grief 
For his undone Lord, than mine Eyes fer you. 
' 77flv. What, doft thou weep? Come flearer,^ then I 

love thee 
Becaufe thou art a Woman, and difclaim'ft 
Hinty Mankind ; whofe Eyes do never give. 
But through Luft and Laughter. Pity's Steeping; 
Scnnge times that weep with laughing, not with weeping: 



^.n^^^ 



f 114 Tzitwn.of Athens. 

FUv. I beg of you to know me. good my Lord, 
T' accept myCric^ an4wti.il(l this poor wevtlvlafts* 
To entertain Ale ai your Steward ilill. ~ - 

Tim Hid I a Steward 
So true, fo juft, ifld now fo comfortable ? 
It almofi turns my dangeroiu Nature wild. 
Let me behold thy Face: Surely, ttiiiMati 
Was born of Womar. 
For|ive my {{ennal. ard mccptleii riftina& 
You perpetual fobcr Gods. I dt) proclairs 
One honeH Mu) ; Miftaks me not. but oK i 
No more I pray, and he's « Steward. 
How fain would f have hated all Maokif d* 
And thou redeem'fi thy feif ; Bu aH f»e tbw* 
I fell with Carfu. 

Metbinks thou art atore-hoiieft no* than wife : 
For, by opprefTing and betraying m^. 
Thou might'ft have fooner gat another SerTie«* 
For many fo arrive at (ec«)d MtAef) 
Upon tbeir firft Lord'j Neck. But lell me truf, 
For I muft ever doubt, though ne'e't fo fure. 
Is not thy kindnefs fubtle, covatoua, 
Is't not a ufuring Kindneft. aitd as rich M«ndeil Gif^. 
Expcaing in return twenty for one / 

Flav. No, my moll worthy Mailer, in whofe Bfeaft 
Doubt and Sufped. alas are plac'd too Ute, 
You Ihould have &ar'd falfe tiiBci, when Vou did fa>& i 
Sufped fliill comes where an Eflatp is leift. 
That which I fliew, Heav'o knows, it meerly Lavc, 
Duty, and Ze^ to your unoutched Mind, 
Care of your Food and Living : And bdicve ir. 
My moft hoDottc'd Lord, 
For any benefit that points to me, 
Bither ia hope, or pTcr«ie, I'd exchange 
For this one Wiih, that you had power and wealth 
To requite me, by making rich your felf. 

Tim. Look thee, *(is foi tbos finely hoBcft Man, 
Here take; the Gods out of my mUery, 
Have fent thee Treafure, Go, live rich and happy* 
But thus condition'd; thou Ihalt build from Men i 

H; 



■ . Tkoon of Athens. la. 1 5 

Hjte all, Cuife lU, Aew Charity to nonef 
But let the famiOtt Flefti Aide from the Bone* ' 
, E'er thou relieve the Beggar. Give toDogt 
Wbit thou deny'ft to Men. Let Ptifons Iwallow 'e(n» 
Debts wither 'era to nothitigt be Men tike blafied Woodf, 
And may Difeafes IkL uf their falfe Bloods, 
And fo fare«el, and thiivc. 
FUv. O let me flay and comfort yoa my Mafter. 
Tim, If thou hat'ft Curfci, 
' Stay not ; Fly, whilft tboQ art blefi and free ; 
Me'ei fee thou Mao* and let me ne'er fee thee, [fjrwtf* 
Enter P»tt tmd Psinter. 
?4in. As I took mtc of the plic^ it ctOBot be fat 
Where he abides. 

tttt. What's to be thought of him? 
Does the Rumour hold for true. 
That he's (o full of«old? 

PMh. Cenain. 
.^^(Wm reports it: PhriiMiDd Tiwuvui'a 
Had Gold of hi(D» ha likcwife eniich'd 
Poor ftragling Soldien. with great qttWtity^ . 
'Tis faidi he gave unto his Steward - 
A mighty Sum, . . 

Pnt. Then this breakuig- of hit. 
Has been bnt a cry for lus Frtcnds. 

Pain. Nothing elfe : 
You fhall fee him a Film in Athena tgvBtt 
And flouri(h with the highcA. 
Therefore^ 'tis oat amifii we tender our Loves 
To him, in this fuppos'd diflrefs of his : 
It will Ihew hoDtftly in us. 
And is very likely to load our puipofts 
With what they travel for, 
IF it be a jufl and true Rtpoir, chat goes 
Of his having. 

P$et. What have you dqw 
' To prefent unto him j 

Pain, Nothing at this time 
But my Vidtation: Only I will promife him 
Aq exctUent Piece. 

Put. 



2 a I « Timtffi of Atfccnsl 



Poet. Imuft ferve him Hj td»j- ■"''* - * •' ■•'■ 

Tell him of in intent that's roWng'iSwir^Hmi- ' - -• 

Pmm, Good « cfit^'bfl!; ' • ~-' ■■"■ ' - ■' ■'^■- 
Promifingiis thft 'Siirf Air VA"T(m^,' ' ■ '•' ■• »"' 

It opens the'fey«ofExpeftlfti6(), '■■ ■•" • - ■■•' '■'■ "S- '"^H 
Performance is e*«r tfii dtrtfcrTor hi^4d, - '' '■ •' " :i: t^*' 
And bmin theplaifTtr"andffinplrt'fcirt(loi'Vfl<»|tI^"- ■■• f » 
The deed of Saying is quite out of ufe. '' ' *■■* " V* 

To prom He, is moft Courtly and Fafflionible^ " '•■ .">t^'-'' 
Performance is a kind rtfWill oi'Teftainefitl ':• ' 'J"' '■ » 
Which argues a great Si'cin^fs' ift his'Judgffleflt ■'■ ' tr ^ll 
TTiit makes it. ' ' ' "■ ' ' ■''•' 

Entir Timon fremhii dvtt ■' -^ ■•■ 

77a». Excellent Workman, :f;*-j*»'t 

Thou cinft not paint i Ma»f fobad '' ' •' - , 

Asisthyfelf. '" ' '- "" -^ ••' ■■*''■" 

?««.' I am thinking r . : i ■- 

What I IhaW fay Ihave provided forliim: - '■-■■■ 3 \ 
It muft be a perfonating of himfelf ; ■:■'■■ ' :■ v wr-H. 
A Satyr againft the foftnefs of Pr&fperity; ' ■'_■"■ '■ ■ - 
With a Difcovery of the infinite Fla'tfencs'- " '' • ' "' 
Thai follow Youth and Opulency. ' " ' ' ' '' ' ■■ '■ ■ 

Tim. Muft thou needs •""' 

Stand for a Villain in thine own Work? " ' ' ' * - •''' 
Wilt th^u whip thine own FjQlts in other TMftn?^- ''' ' '^^ 
Did fo, I have Gr.Id for thee. ' ■' ■- .«.s=\ 

Pttu Nay let's feek him. - ■ « '; » '^ 

Then do we Sin againff-oar own Eftate, ' ' 

When we miy profit mcet» and coifte too lite. ■ -' "* "^ ' '•''^^ 

Pdin. True: ■ "t <i r -" 

When the Day fcrves before black corner'* Kight;'' ' ' ■■ 
Find what thoa want*!!, by free and offer'd ligHh ' ' "nrj 
Comev ■ ■ .r ■ ,:_, „ V 

Tim. I'll meet yaaat-the tUm : • . ; 1. 1- il 

What a God's G )ld, thit he is worfhipt '' ' ' - -• ;* *' 
lo a bafcr Temple, than where Swine kiA\ ■■ ' - ' ' 
'Tis thou that rigg'ft the Bark, a-d ploW'ft fhcFrfffl?, " ' 
Secleft admired reverence in a Stive, ■ ■ 
To thee be worfliip, 'and thy Siihts for aye: • ■ - "^ 

Be crown'd with Plagucj, that thee atone obey. . 
*ris fit I meet them. " 



Timon of Athens. 2x17 



Poet. Hail I worthy Tim»ii. 

ffM. Ooc ]ite Noble MaQer. 

Tim. Hit* Iodcc Uv'd to fee two honeft Men f 

Pkt. Sir, having often of your Bouncy lafted* 
Hearing yoH were retir'd, your Friends fain off. 
Whofe ibanklefs Natures, Oh abhorred Spirits I 

Not all the Whips of Heav'n are large enough 

WhttJ to you i 

Whole Star-like NobleneTs gave. Life and Influence 

To their whole Being i I ant rapt. aUd cannot covet 

The nonfirolu bulk of this Ingraiitude 

With any Gzt of Words. 

Timh Let it go, 
Naked Men may fe^r the better i 
Vou that are honeft, by being what you are. 
Make them heft Teen ^d knowit. 

Pdi$i. He, and my felf, 
Have cravclTd in th« great Shower of your Gifc£, 
And fweetly felt it. 

Tim*' Ayt you are honeft Men. 

i>iin*. We are hither come 
To offer you our Service." 

77*1. M(^ hoiieft Men I 
■ Why hotf ftlall I requite you { 
Can you eat Roots, and drink cold Watet t ll<h 

B$ih. Whit we Can dbi 
Welt do, to do you Service. 

Tim. Y'are hontft Men; 
You've heard that I have Gold, 
I am fure ynu hive; fpeafc truth, y'are hoWelt Mefl* 

P^. So it is faid, ray Noble Lord, buc therefore 
Came nnt my Friend, nor T. 

Tim. Good honift Map ; thou draw'ft a Counterfeit 
Befl in ^fl JltheMs, thou'rt indeed the btft. 
Thou counterfeit'ft moft lively. 

pMiM. So, fo, my Lord. 

Tim. 'E'vaiot Sir, as Hay. And forthy FiSion,' 
Why thy Verfe fwells with fluff fo fine abd fmooth, . 
That thou arc even Natural in thine' Art. 

yy--'': ' «■ ' A.oo,S?« 



zitS Timo?! of Athens. 

But for all this, my honeft>natur'd Friends, 
I miift needs fay you have a little Fauk» 
Marry 'tis not monftrous in you, neither wilh I 
You take much pains to mend. ' 

Both. Befeech your Honour 
To make it known to us. 

Tim, You'll take it ill. 

Both., MoH thankfully, my Lord. 

Tim. Will you indeed} 
, B^tb. Doubt' it not. worthy Lord. 

Tim. There'sneveraoneofyoubuttruflsaKnave, 
That mightily deceives you. 

Bath. Do we, my Lord { 

Tim. Ay, and youhear him cog^,fee him difTtmble, 
Know his grofs p'acchcry, love him, feed him. 
Keep him in your Bofom, yet remain iflhr'c^ 
That he's a mide-up Villain. 

Paint I know none fuch» my Lord. 

Pttt. Nor I, 

Tim. Look you, 
1 love you well. I'll give "you Gold, 
Rid me thefe Villains from your Companies; 
Hanf! them, or ftab them, drown- them in the draught. 
Confound them by fome Courfe, and come to me, 
rU give you Gold enough. 

B»h^ Name them, my Lord, let's know them. 

Tim. You that way, and you this ; 
But two in Company : 
Each Man apart, alt Tingle and alone. 
Yet an arch Villain keeps him Company: 
If where thou art, two Villains (hall not bc^ 
Come not near him. If cfaou wou'ld'ft not refide 
But where one VillaJn is, then him abandon. 
Hence,pack, there's Gold, ye came for, Gold, ye Slaves; 
You have work forme; there's' Payment, thence. 
You are an Alchymift, m^' Gold of that : 
OutRafcal Dogi. IStdtini dud driving 'tm tmt. 

Emter Flavius sad tvia Stnttars, 

FlMf. It is in vain that yoa would fpeik with Trntm 
For he is fct lb only to himfelf, - - 

Jhtt 



Timoa u/ Athens. * 1 1 p 

That nothing but htmreFf, whkh lools like Mtm, 
Is friendly with him. 

I Sen, Bring us to bis Csve. 
It is our pirt and promife to tWAthmMi 
To Ipeab with Titnm, 

1 Sen. At il] times alike 
Men are not flill the fame; 'twas Time and Gri^ 
That fram'd him thus. Time with his fairer Hand* 
Olferingtbe Fortunes of his former Days. 
The former Man may.aike him^ bring ut to fakOt- 
And chance it as it may. 

FUv. Here is bis Caves 
Peace and Content be here, Ttman! Ttmon! 
Look out, and fpeak to Friends: Th'Jkheni4M 
By two of their moft reverend Senate greet thee; 
Spe:^ to them. Noble Tmon, 

Emter Timon ettt of hit One, 

Tim. Thou Sun that comfort burn. 
Speak and befaang'd: 

For each true Word a Blifler, and each falfe 
Be at I Cauterizing to the root o*th* Tongue, 
Confuming it with fpeaking, 

1 SiH, Worthy Ttmon, 

Tm. Of none but fucb «s you. 
And you of Tfawti. 

2 Sen. The Senators of jitheni greet thee, 7i»«i* 
Tim. I thank tbem. 

And would fend them bick the Plague. 
Could I but catch it for them. 

I Sem, O forget 
What wc are forry fw our fclves in thee: 
The Senators, with one confent of love, 
Imreat thee back to Athent^ who have diought 
On fpecial Digaitites, which vacant lye 
For thy befl ufe and wearing. 

iSm. They confefs 
Toward thee, forgnfulnels too general grofs. 
Which now the puUick Body, which oeth feldom 
Play the Recanter, feeling in it felf 
A lack tf Ttme^i Aid, hath Sence wuhal 
Of it's own fall, reftraining Aid loTimvth ' . 

L 1 And 



mo Timon 0/ Athens. , 

And fends forth ui to nuke their fortowed render. 
Together with iReoMnpence mare froitful 
Thin their OSeace c?n weigh down by the Dram* 
Ay, even fuch heipi and Jot^sofLove.md Weilth^ 
Aj (hill to thee blot out what Wrongs Woe ill?*!**' ' 
And write in thee ihe Figures af thejj Love, 
Even to read theni thine. •..-,' 

Tm. You witch me in ir, .^ .' ,. - • 

Surprize me to the very bfinlc of Teats : . , - ^ - 
Lend me a Fool's Heart, md aWomao^Eyesy • 
And I'll beweep ihefe Comforts, worthy Senitortr 

1 Sen, Therefore fo pleafe thee toreiur^'wUhus,. 
And of our AA«w, thine and.oBK to fiike •-■ 

The Captainfliip, thou fcaitbe »et wxh-^ThafAs, - 
Allowed with abfolute Power, and thy good Name 
Live with Authority; to foon w-tih-all drirc back 
Of jrfiritwJw thfr approaches wild, .. ) ■ ■ 

Who like a Boar too favage, doihrootup v.. .• 
His Country's Peace. -' ■'• '■ ■ 

2 Stt. And (bakes his tteeatni^ Sword . ' - ■- • 
Againft the Walk of rfAi^fli. • , -'"> 

I Sen. Therefore, ■Zi'dMa-——*—' - .,;■>.■.* 

7(«».WcllSir, I will; therein: I wjU Sir» thuiiu- 
1{ y^kitUdes h\l my Coanttytaen, . ■ • ■■■■■■':) 
het jiUihiadet knov this of Timen, 
^That TtffitM cares nor. ■ SaE-jf he ftclc f«r -*&*Sfj^ 
And take our goodly aged Mettby th' Beard*, '■ 
Giving our Holy Virgins to the ftain - ■ ' ' 'lii-^i 
Of contumelious, beaftly, mid-brain'd' Wafi- ■-■-' s 
Then let him know, and tell him Timtnt fpeaks'it,''- - 
la pity of our Aged, Bnd:our Ynuth, 1 

I cannot cbufe but tell him that i care fi^, - - - 
. And lethitDtikt^catw&tft;'forthetrKr)ivetc'aFe'M)ts-- 
While you liave ThroatE to aafwer. For my Si^^ : 
There's not a whittle in tli' unruly Camp, ■' 

But I do prize it at roy Love» befort ..: . / 

The reverend'ft Throat itt AiJunt. So I leave jroft 
To the ProtedioQof^he perofpeeoMGodsi \f- 
As Thieves to Keepers. ' '■■■:''. 

FUvt Stay notj ill'* in. vain.: 



Titnon cf Athens. x iz i 

7im. Why I w» writing of my Epttiph, 
It vill bcfcontoMorrQw. - My long Gckncfs 
Of Health-VKl'Livingi now hegins to-mtiK}, 
And nothing brings mc flU thti^. <So,-liveftilI> 
^t JlciiiAdes ywt.Pli^nt; youhii^ 
And taft (o lon^ enough. 
I S«t. We fpeak in vain. 
77f». But yet I lovci-aEjF-CoAMcjr, tnd am not 
One thatrejoicff lt)the-«oaira&n vratkj ■ 
AscotDtnoBxfiruie d^k put it. 
I Sen. TbatVweil^oJte." 
Tim. Commcnd-iha to ntyjbring Countrymen. 
iSen, Tkef^WtinitiKCoaeyoiir Ltpii 19 they pafs thro* 
them. - .. . ; ■■,:-■ 

iStK. Afld cMn^into^urEtrsl&e griMt Triuinphers 
Tn their applauding Gates. ' r , 
'T/Mk Comioend nifrtD than. 
And tcH them, that to eafe them of their Griefs. 
Their fears of Hofttle. Strdces, thtir Arches* LotTes, 
Tiieir pangs of Love, with other incMeBt throwi 
Tbae Nature's fragile V«&1 doth fuRaia 
In Life's unocitain- Voyage, I wiltfome kindnersdo them, 
I'll teach them to prevent wild AkikiMdit Wrath. 
1 Sen, I like this wei'*. he will return again. 
Ttm. I Wg a Tree which grows here in^ my Qofe, 
That mine own:*iVinvit« me to cut down. 
And fhortly muft I feU it. TeH my Fricndj, 
TtW Athens, iqihv f«quence "of degree, ' 

,From high to jbv. throughout, that whola pktTe 
To ftop Afflidion, let' htm take his hafte; 
Come hither e'cnxny Tree harfi felt the Ay, - 
And hang bi^I& . I priy you'- do my greeting. ' 

FUv. Trt^li^dihiin' no fortheri chss you ftiUihall 
Find him. r- "^ ^ 1 ■ 

Tin. Come not to me again, but fay to jitkent, 
7fm0» huh made ^isEverlaftiog Maniioa ' - 
Upon the teaclied Vcfgi of tijefale F16od, . 
Which once a Day with his embolfed froth 
The turbulent Surge fhaU coyer; thither come. 
And let my Grivfrftone be your Oracle: 

L $■ p , A.OO'^'pi, 



till Tiroon of .Ai;bcn5. 

Lips, let four words go by, and 1^40gailge £Dd; 
Whit is aqiifs. Plague and Infcdion mend. , 

Graves only be Mcfis Worki, and Death their ^aiHi 
Sun, hide thy BeuoH Timon hath done his Reigo. 

[Exit Tiioon. 

1 Sen. His DifcontcRts are uareaoveably . coupled to 
Nature. 

2 Sen, Our hope in him is dead; \c% us ieturo> 
And ftrain what other means is kfc unto us 

Jn our dead periL 

iSen. It requires fwift foot.. ., ^ [Extimt. 

Emit JIM ethtr Staamh wuh * Mt§enffr. _ , 

1 &». Thou haft painfully discover 'd; art ^k Filei , 
As fill! as they report! 

Mtf, I have ijikc the leift. 
Befidesj his Expedition promires-^prefipnt a|4>rptci]. , . 

2. Sen. We ftand much hazard, if tl)ey bring not TcqpMi. 

Mef. I met t Courier, one mine ancient Fria;<^ 
Whom though ia general pirt ^e were oppoi'd. 
Yet our old love made a ptr^icular^forc^ 
And made us fpeik like Friends. This Mi« W« Tiding 
From jikibiAdes to Timtn's Cave, 
Wi h Letters of Intreatf^ which imported 
Mis Fellowship i'th' caufeagainft youc City* . ,; - 
In part (at his fake mov'd. 

Enter the ottiir Seiiafrt. 

1 Sen. Here come our Brothcri. 

3 Sen. No talk of Timan, nothing of him fficpcd, 
The ^nemi(s Drum is h?ard, and fearful fcouring . 
Doth choak the Air with Duft : In, and prepare. 

Ours is the Fall I frar, our Foes the Snare. . [Exetmt. 
Enter tt StUier in the Jfi>«dt, feeding Timon. 
SeL By all Defcription this fhouid>e the Place. 

Who's berei Speakho. Noanfwer?— — Whatathisi-r— 

7(m«»i(dead, who-hath out-ftretcht his Span, 

Some Beafl: read this; there does not live a Man. 

Dead fure, and this his Grave, whit's on this Tombi 

1 cannot read ^ the CharaiSer I'll tfike with Wax; ~ 

Our Captain hath in every Figure skill, 

Aq iged Interpreter, tho' young in Diys: 



Titnon of AtbeiH. i^x) 

fie&re proud ^htnt h'e^ f£t 4ovn by this, 

3Vhofe Fall the iaw\ of his Aibbnition is. {Exit. 

SCENE Ii; The IValls tf Athens. 

Trttn^ettfimuU Enter AlciiAadti vitk hii Pmftrh 

jBc, Sound to this cbvard nd Ufcivioiu Town» 
Out terrible approach. 

[Smutd M PMrity. Tie Semttori Appear uptn thtWatts. 
Till now yoB have gone on, and (ill'd the thne 
With all licentious Mtafure, making your Wilts 
The fcopc of Jafticc, Till now my fclf, and fiich 
As (lept witkio the ftiadow of your Power, 
Have waoder'd with our traverft Armi, indbreath'd 
Our fufferance vainly. Now the time is fiuft, 
When crouchiig Mikow in the bearer flrong 
Cries, erf it feif, no more : Now bteathlefi wrong, ' 
ShtU (it and pant in your great Chairs of eafc. 
And purfy Infolence QiiU break his Wind 
With fear and horrid flight. - 

I Sen. Noble and youngs ' 
' ' When thy firft Grien were but a meer Conceit, 
B'er thou hadft Power, or we had caufe to frar. 
We fent to thee, to give thy Rages Bahn> 
To wipe out our Ingratitude* with Loves 
Above their quantity. 

1 Sen. So did we woo 
Transformed Timou to pur City's Love 
By humble Meflkge^ and by prTmisM Means: 
We were not alt uflkindj nor alldefcrve 
The common flrbke of War. 

I Sen. There Walls of burs 
Were not ercded by (heir Hinds, from whom 
^ You have rccciv'd your Grief : Nor are they fuch - 
' That thefe great Towers, Trophies, and Schools Ihould fall 
For private Vaults in them. 

z Sen, Nor are they livifig 
Who were the Motives that you firS went our. 
Shame, ihit they 'Wanted Cunning in excefs. 
Hath brolce their Heirts. March. Noble Lord, 

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1 1 14 Tiirion of Atten*- 

Into our City with thy VmamfpcaAt 

By Decimaaoo and a tithed Death; . ' ' 

If thy Kevenges hunger fw that Food 

Which Nature loicfat, take tboD the deftio'd XKttdHt 

And by the hazard of the tpdtted die, - - >- ' 

Let' die the fpotted. 

tSen, Alt havenot offended; 
For tbofe that were, it ii not fquare to take* 
On thofe that are, Kevwige: Crimes, Ukf Landf. . - 
Are not ioherited. Thv de^r Countcym^nji ■ ■ 
Bring in thy Kankf, but Uave without thy Kagf> , 
Spare thy JUhtnuu Cradlei and thofe IQa, ■ ' ' ,. ^ 
With thofe that have offended, like a Sbeji^erdt 
Approach the Fold, »d cull fb* lafe&vi b^^ ■• '.■ .: 
But kil| o(K all together. 

1 Sen. What thou wilr, . 
Thou rather ihalt enforce it wifh thy Sifiile^ 
,T^en hew to't with thy Swoid. . _ y 

1 ito. Set but thy Foot , , 

'Againft our rampit'd Gates, anjd they H^til of e : . 
So thou wilt ftrd thy gentk Heut before, - - ^ .- > 
.To fay thou'lt enter friendly. ■ ,. ■. . : .-.v ., t 

1 Sen. Throw thy Glove, 
Or any token of thine Honour elfe, .,, ■, 

That thou wilt ufc the Wars as thy R(^i;eff|. - g 
And not as our Confulion: Alt thy Powers 
Shall make their harboUr in our Town, 'till we 
Have feai'd thy full defire<- 

j4le. Then there's my Glove, 
Dcfcend, and open your uncharged Ports, 
Thofe Enemies of Timon's, and mine Q:wn, 
Whom you your felves Aiall fet out for Reproof^ 
Fall and no more; and to atone y9Ui^Feu't 
,With my more noble M<9ningi not a Man 
Shall pals his quarter, or offend the Stream 
Of regular Juflice in your City's bounds, 
But (ball be remedied by your publick lUws 
At heavieft anfwer. 

Beth. 'Tis moft rohly fpokea. 

^Ic. Defccnd, and keep your Words. 

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Timon of Athens, 2 1 1 j 

Enttrs MiftMffr^ 
Mtf. My ftoble General, 77«m isdaidt 
Entomb'd upon ihe Tcry hen o'th' Sest 
And 00 Jns Graveftodt* thu Infcujpcure, which. 
Wicb Wax I brought iiwiy} wh<^c foi^l IvprelBoa 
Iiderpreti for my poor Ignorance. 

Here Ijet A wretched Cearfe, of wrttthed Saul hrefi^ 
Seik^ ntt my Name : A PUgue canfmmt yeu Caitiff's Uft, 
Htrt Sft 1 Timon^ who ktl living Aft» did /&<(», 
Psft hjt and citrji tiyJUl, hittfiaj ntt btre thy iSMt, 

Thefe well oprefs in ttiee thy Utter Spirits t 

The* thou abhorred'ft in us cor huaun Gntdt 

Scorn'dft our Brains flow, 9nd tbofe our droplets, which 

From aiggird Nature fall} yrt rich Conceit 

Taught thee to make vaft Ntfttue weep for aye 

On thy low Grave; on Faults forgiven. Dead 

Is Hoble Ttmoft, of wtofe Memory 

Hereafter more. Bring toe into yoor City, 

And I will ufe the Olive with my Sword ; 

Make War breed Peace ; make Peace ftjnt War. make each 

Prefcribe to other, as each other's Leicb. 

Let our Drums' Arikt. ' lExeitm. 



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JUliiu Czfar. 
OftaTins Cscfar. 
M. Antony. 
Btatui, ■" 

Caflius, . 
Casksj ' 
Trebonius, 
Ltgarhis, 
Dcdus Brutus, 
Metellus CimMr, 
Cinna, 
FlayiusJ 
IMurcllus, 
Arcimedorus, a Stili-fajfer. 

Mcflaia, 1 p^j^^j ,^ Bfutus md Caffiu. 

Titmius, J ,....- ^ 

Cinna, the 'Poet. ' 

Lucius, .y»-B<i»r«<' Brutus. 1 

Calpfaurn», JT/^ /(? C^efar. . ' . 

Portia, /?5/ir /o Brutus, -^ > K 



^^'ig^fMW, Guards and Attendantl 

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SCENE for the three fafi ABi' avd h-' 

gimiitg of the Fourth in Rome, for the 

remaimkr. ef the Fourth mar Satdis, foi^ 

~ the Fifth tii the Fields 0/ Phili'ppi. . , 



JULIUS 

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JULIUS C<y£SJR. 
A C T I. S C E N E I. 

SCENE Rome. 

&iter FlaviuSi Murellus, and certain Commoners 
over the Stage. 

F L A ri V S. 

IENCE; Home you idle Creatures, get yoa 
home; 
Is this a Holy-day? Wiut, krow you nrt. 
Being MechaniciF, you ought riot walk. 
Upon a labo'iring Day, without the Sign 
OfyourProfei^on?Speafr,*&atTradeittiIiou| 
CdT. Why Sir, a Carpenter. 
Mur. Where is thy Leather Apron, and th^ Rule! 
What doft thou with thy beft AppareJ on ? 
You Sir, what- T«^ are you? ' ;. -' ' 

Cab. Truly Sir, in refpcft of a fine Workman, I am buc 
as jfou would iay, a' Cobler. . - ' ^ 

Mftr. But what Trade art thou? anfwer medirefitly. 
C»y. A Trade, "Sir, that I hope I may ufe with a fafc 
Con{l'ience, which is-iRdeed, Sir, s mender of^bad Soals, 

/^(/.What Trade, thou Knave? thoubaughty Knave, what 
Trade? 

Ceh. Nay, I befeech you, Sir, be not out with me; yec 
if yhu be out. Sir, I can mend you. 

Atur. Wlwt mean'ft thou by that? Mend me, thou 
fjwcy FeUow? 
• . Gii. Why, 5ir, Cobble you; Y i..oo>;ic 

-- FUv, Thou art a Cobler, art tbou^ ■ 6q^^^ 



iijo Julius Csfir. 

Ca^. Trulf Sir, til tkat I live by, is the Awl: I med- 
dle Willi po Tradefman's Matten, nor Woman's Mitten ; 
but withaF. 'I am iadeed. Sir, a Su^ron to old Sbooes; 
when they are in great Danger, I recover them. At pro- 
per Man at ever trod upon Ncats-Leather, hire gone upon 
my handy-worir. . . 

Flav. But wherefore art not in thy Shop to Paj ? 
Why doft thoQ lead thefe Men abriuc the Street!? 

^b. Truly Sir, to wear out their Shooes. to get my 
felf inco more work. But indeed Sir, we make Holy*day 
to fee Oyir, and to rejoycc in his Triumph. 

Mm. Wherefore rejoyce?— -What Conqueft bringf 
(he home? 
What Tributaries follow him to'Asim^ 
To grace in Captive Bondt his Chariot Wfaeekf 
You Blacks, you Scones, you wotfe thin fenfetefs Tlungil 
O you hard Hearts] You cruel Men of Jfgm;! 
Knew you not Vomftj many a time and ofc! * 

Have you climb'd up to Walls and Battlements, 
To Towers and Windows, yea to Chimney tops, 
.Your Infants'in your Arms, and there have fate 
The tive>lang Day with patient Ezpedation, 
To fee great Pvmfej pafs the Streets oi Rawut ' 
And when you faw his Chariot but appear. 
Have you not made an Univerfjl Shout, 
That Tjier trembled underneath his Banks 
iTo hear the Replication of-youi Sounds, 
Made in hit Concave Shores! 
And do you now put on your beft Attire? 
And do you now cuU out vn Holy-day / 
And do you now firew Flowers in his waff 
That comes in Triumph over Pm^efi Blood! 

Be gone 

Run to your Houfe', fall upon your Kneefc 
Pray to the Gods, to intermit the Plague^ 
iThat needs muft light on this Ingratitude. 

fUv. Go, go, good Countrymen, and for tMs Fault 
'AfTembleall the poor Men of your fort;" 
Draw tliem' to lyter Bank, and weep your Tetis 
Into the Channel, 'till the lOweft Stream 
Do kifi the moft exalted Shores of aU. [£«iin» CoauDoncrsI 
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Julius Cseiar.: 1x51 ^^.^ I 

See where ^k bilcft Mettle be npc tvov*d> 
They Tinidi toogue-ty'ti id their G|iiltui(& 
60 ytw i^*" ^^*^ *>y towards the Capitol, 
Tfaii 9iy will I > Diffobe the InKigei« 
If yeu do find them deck'd with Ccicnuiiei. 

jUmt, Maywcdofoi 
Xou know it » ^e Feaft of ^Lmptrfdl. 

Flav. It is DO matter, let no Jnages. 
Be huog with C.(/^r'i Trophies; I'll ibout^ ' 
And drive away the Vulgar from the Stieetc; 
So do you too* where you perceive ibem thidc> 
There growing' Feathers plucVt ftom Cc/4r's Wio^ 
Will make him By an ordinary Pitcbi 
Who clfe would foar above the view of Men, 
And keep us al( in fervile Fe^fulneit. [£jnit»r.' 

Enter Csfsr, Antony /«■ the Cti^ft^ Calphumia, Portia, 

Dectus, Cicci'o, Brutus, Cal£us, C^, a SMhfajtr ^ ~ 

after them Muiellus and Flavius. 

Cc/. Ca^hMrma. 

Coil^. Peace ho^ Cffar fpeaks. 

Caf. CalfhumtA, 

Otlf, Here, my Lord. . 

Caf. Stand you diredly in .«;£w«w»l vayi 
When he doch run his Cpurfc.— " • •jAuntit, 

jitit. Ctfatt my Lofd. I 

Ctef, Forget not in your fpeed, .Atutrntt 
To touch Ctlfhuritiai for our Elders fay. 
The Barren touched in this holy Chafe, 
Shake-off their fteril CouCe. 

jint. I fliall remember. 
Whei Cafar fayj. Do this; it is perform'iL . 

Cef. Set on, and Icavft no CerenuMiy out. 

Sfiotb. Cafitr, 

■ c*/: Hii Who cays i 

Cati^ BidevNryNpilebeftill; Peace yet again; 

<Uf. Who is it ia the Prels.that <alU oa met 
I hear a Tongue, ihriller than all the MulidL 
Cry, (Ufur: Speak; G^istum'd to hear. 

S9oth. Beware the Ide& of Mmtk, 

C^, What Man ii ;ba;^ . 



iij i . Jtfiius Ca(k. 

Brt$, A Soottk-fiyer bids you beware the lite of 4Cwvi» 

&/: Set him bcf^e nei let me fee hii Fsc^l - 

C»f. Fellow^coma htm cbeTbrong, look up6n C^, 

Ctf. What (ay'ft tho« n» (be now { Speilc oace tgtia. 

SMih. Bewape dn Ides ef Mm-ch. 

Cdf. He is a Dreamer, let us leave him ; Pifs. 

[£j»w«r. Mmum Bratiit «W Ci^tat^ 

C(/: Will you go fcetbeorderof theCouKtt 

Bru. Not I. - ■ 

Ci/^ I pray you dd. 

5rK(. I am not QaOieroni; \ do lade fome pltt 
Of tbat quick Spirit that is in Atatny : 
Let me not hinder^ Cngmsj your Defircs; 
I'll leave you. 

. Cafi BrutMSt I do obferve you now of late } 
I have not from your Eyes that Gentleners 
And Ihew of Love, as I was wont to have ; 
You bear too (lubbom, and too ftrange a Hand 
Over your Fri«ndf, that love you. 

Be not deceiv'd : if I have veil'd my lotA, 

I turn the Trouble of my Councen.Qcc - 

Meerly upon oiy Telf. Vexed I am 

Of late, with Paffii»s of fome Difference, 

Conceptions only proper to my ftif, 

Which give fome Soi', perhaps to my BehaviMr i . 

But let Dot thereffre ipy ^ood Friefidt be griev'd* 

Among which Number Ca(^Ms be you one* , - 

Nor conflrue any futi^her my. Negled, 

Than tbat poor Brtitmit with himfelf at Wlr, ' 

Forgets the ihews of Love to other Men. 

Cif. Then BrmtUf I hive much miftook yow PaHion^ 
By Means whereof, this Breadth mine hith' buried 
Thoughts of great Value* worthy Cogitation*. 
Tell me good.BrMtUf an you fee your Face? 

Brff. Np, C^^ i for tl« Eye fees not it ftlfc . ^ 
But by Refle^ioo. by f<fNBC oth^r things. 

Cm/-. 'Tis juft. 
And it is very mDcfaJamented, Brums, 
That you have no fuch minors, as will tarn ■ 
Your bidden woithinefs into your £ye* 



JuJiiiJ Oscfer; 125 j 

i'hiE yoa ftilght fee yoiif Sha<ioV* J hiuc hftrd 
Wherp many of the beft Ref^cA in SflaWf, 
Exctpt immortal C^r, fpetking oP BrutMh 
And grojniog underocath thii Ape's Yosk, i 
Hj»c wifli'd that noble Brmgi had his Eyes: : 

^fxr. Into what Dangers would yoti lead m^CijSwf i 
That you would Jiave mc (eek into my felfi 
For that which is not in me t 

Csf, Therefore, good Brmtfti, beprcpar'd to heirj 
And fiocc voa know you cwnot fee yoilr ftlf 
So well as'tiy R.fl.'ftionj I, your Olafi, 
Will mcdeftJy difcoMr tfK-yoiir fclf 
That of your fel^ which yet you know not of; 
And be not jealous of me, gentle BUHtis; 
Were I a coidmon Laughter, or did ufe . . 
To ftjle with ordinvy Oitbs m.y' Love 
Toevery new Proteftorj ifyoti'know • ■ ' 
That I do &kFo oh M<ej}» and hug'thcm liar^. 
Add after Icvidal them *, oi- if you know. 
That ( profefs my felf io Binqueting 
To all the Rout, then hold ale dangerous 

grm. whit means this Shouting i I do fear, the Pcook 
Chufe Cfftr for their King. '^ 

Cdf, Ay, do you fear it ? 
Then inuft' I th'nifc yOu would Dot have it fo. 

Br». I #oa)d ftdr, CxJ^/u; yet I love him welli 
But wherefbit do' you hold gxe here Vi long i 
What ii it, that y.pu would imput to roei 
If it be ought taw:rd the genera) Good, 
Set Honour in one Eye, and Deaih i'th* other* 
And I will look on both indiffereotly: 
Fot let theGods.lo ip^ed me, is Hove 
The name of Horo*; more thxn I fear Dcjuh. 

Cdfi I know that Virtue fo be in youj BrmMt, 
As WtU as -I <ft)1cnow your outward Favour; ; ' 

V«II, Honour is the fubjeft'of my Story: \ 
lonnoicell, what you and other Men 
Think of this tifei but for my fingk fdf, -.-. 

I had IS iKinat, bfr as live to he ; ,. 



£^54 Julhis Cxfar. 

In aweof &ich a Thing asj my felf. 

I was bora fref ss G</«fr, fo- were you, 

We both have fed as well, and we can both . 

Endure the Winters cold-, 'as well ai he. -^ 

For once, upon « raw and guft; E^y» 

The troubM JJ^w chafing with his Shores, ■ . 

C^far fays to mc, LJar'ft thou CaffiHS now 

Leap in with me into this angry.FMac}, 

And fwiiti to yttidcr Pointl Upon [he word^ . ; . 

Accoutred as IivJas, I ptuhged jn% 

And bid him folIoW'; fo indeed he did. 

The Torrent roar'd, and we did' buffet it 

With Lufty Sinews* ihrawing it afidc, 

And ftemming it with Hearts of Controwrfie. 

But e'er we could wz Hrive the- Point propos'd, 

Cafar cry'd, Help me Cafjmii or I' fink. 

I, as ty£«easy our great AncbAo^ 

Did from the Plimes of T^jr, upon his Shoulda < 

The old -rfiici»yf* bean fo; from the Waves «f3^Mw 

Did I the tired CM/kr : A^td tKie Mih 
Is now become a -God, and C^m is 

A'wrttched Crtacure, and muft bend bis Body, - 
If Cdfdr carelcfly but nod oh him. 
He had a Feiver when he was in:.^>, ■ 
And when the fit was on bim, I did ibarfc ' 
How he did Ihake: TistrUe, this God didftitkf, 
' His coward Lira did froii thtir Colour By, ■■■- 
And that drae Eye,wticrc benddoth awe thi World, 
Did lofe his Luflte; I did h«M him groarf: ■ ■ ■ 

Ay, and that Tongue of hJsthat bad (he £«m4»j 
Mark him, and WYite his-Speeches in their Book^ 

AlasJ it cry'd Give ihc foirte drink, Thimuir-r-' ,. '. . 

As a fick Girl. YeGod«,-^t doth araisferae, . - -■ • 
A Man cffuchifeebkTemper ftionid ^ / ■ 

So gee tficSrsrt of the majemck World,-" ' i '-■ 

And bear the Palm alone. . -; {j^m.-fiam^ 

Bm^ Another general Shoiit? ■ -■ - ■ '■ ' ' ■ ■ " 

I do believe, that thefe AppHirfts art - > - 
For foroe new Honours thit Mc hcapM 6B'Ct/S*^- 
Cafs Why Man, he doth beftHde ths ftarrbsi^ W«riJ 5 

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Julius Csetar. ^ xt^f 

* Like a CWstfi*. and we petty Mso 
Walk under his huge L<gs, md peep about - - ' ■ i 
To Bad our (elves diftionourable Graves, 
Men at Tome times arC'Mt^nfe of ttieir Fat^ : 
The Fault, dear Brxmiy is not in our Stirs, 
But in our fcives, th>t »e af* Uflderliogs. 
BrmiMi and Ctfar, Wbat QwmH be in thit Cafd^i 
Why Ihould that name be fuu&ded more than yoiirst 
Write them togiiker-, yours is as fair a Kame; - ' 
Sound them, itdoch becMAe the Mouth » well. 
Weigh them, iris ai Keiry ; Conjure with 'em* 
Brutus will flart a Spiiit as toon aS CAjitr. ' 
Kow in the Names ofiU the Gods at'bilb)!',' 
Upon whit Meat doth this our Ct/4r ibed; 
That he is grown fb great/ Aj^, thnti art (faim'd; 
Stme, ihou hafl loft the breed of ooble Btoftdt. 
When went there by an Age, fince the great Hood, 
But it was fam'd with more than with one Mm-f 
When could they fay, 'till now. that talk'd of Xmw/. ' 

That her wide Walh incompaft but one Mail A ' 
Now is it fymt indeed^' vidJl'dom erMugh ' 
When there is in it bua erne only Man.' ■- '" ■ ■ '' 

OI you and I have haitl'dur Fathersfay, ' ^ ' ' • ' 

There wis« Brmim aactt thtk mvaid iiavebrooltM 
Th' eternal Devil tu ke^4us State in J!MW/i 
As eaCly al a Ktng*.~ , " - " -" ■ ■' 

Bru. That you do lovl Ol«i I «» tiotWdg Jealous ; 
What would you wbiboe to> I haQe furne aim ; - 
How I have thoughcimf^lhisi and'of'^eft'times' 
I ihall recount hereafter t- Fii'tbifprefinff" * ^ -. 

I would txx fojfwith'Lo'vt (iltiiglii itiiMcydi)!^ 
Beany further rt»»'-d.' What ycnl hjWtiid, 
I will conflder^ wliff you ha*^ t» fiy, - 
I will with PatienceiiMr, wd find a time 
But meet to hear, and tottm fuch high'Thtngs, 
'Tilt then, my nobJe Friend,' chew apo^fthis; 
Srmtut had rather be v Villager, • - 
Thao to repute himfclf a Son afUgme 
Under fuch hard Conditions, as rhis Time 
Is like to lay upon W$.-.- '>■ - /" 

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x%^4 JulUis C^.. 

Csf. I am gUd thit my we^k Words 
Have fiiuck but thutniuch (hew of Fire from Brm»t. 

Emitr Cxfar sud hit Traia. 

Bru. The GamssaredoRt, cikI Cf/iirM rttuming. 

Cdf. A) tljey pars by, pludc Cukabty the Sk9ve» 
Andne wilj, .aftur his fowre Fjftiion, tell you 
What hath prbceedtd worthy Note to day* 

Bru. I willdo foj But look.yoL;» Cd^mt, 
The angry fpot doth blow on Ctfir's Brov, , 
And, all the reft look like a chidden Train ; 
CdlphitmiA's Cheek is pale, and Gttr* 
Looks with fuch Ferret* and fuch fiery Byes 
As we faave.fecn him io the Cipitol, 
Being croAin Cdnfeicnce with foOK Seoaiors. 
Cdf. Cdtkf will tell us what the Matter is. 

Cc/ Let me htvt Men about me that artf Fat* 
Sleek-headed Mtii* and fuch at fleep »-Nigb.ti: 
Yond Ci^tMi tu a lejn and hupgry Look* 
He thinks too mudi', fuch Meo are dargerws. 

Ant. Fear him-.nor» C^jlie'i not dangerWfi 
He is a noble Romm% indwell giveo. 

C»f. Would he were fatter-, but I fear hiftnof; 
Yet if my Njmo. f ^ere iiahie to ^at, * 
I do not tuir}w tJiG Man I fliQuld:«yaid». 
So foon as t}iai (pare Ct^tiit, }^ reidi,ra»cb,. 
He is a great Obfervtri and be lopks 
Quite throii^ thr.D»dsof Men. H(|lovipii»oFWyf> 
As thou doft,, jfyt0*yi be hears no Mufick: > 
Seldom he fmiles, «)a fnitlit in fuch a (»t , ' . . 
As if he mock'd bimrelf, and fcorn'd bis Spirit 
That could be moy'd to fmtle at ai^y thing. . . 
Such Men as he btt never at Hearth eafr* 
Whilfl they behold a greater than themfclvesi 
And theref^e are they very dangeroUs* 
I rather tell thee what is to ^ fnr'd. 
Than wbaC I fear ; for always I an Ot/iir. 



Julius Cacfir. iij7 

Come on my right Hand, for this Etr is deaf, 
And tell me tru^, what thoa think'ft of him. 

lExttua Csftr Mid hh Tmin, 
Otski You'pujrdme by the Cloak, would you fpeak with 

Bru. Ay Ca^kfi, tell ut what iiath chanc'd to Day, 
That Ctfar looks fo fad. 

Cask. Why you were with him, were you rot?, 

Brit.' I Ihould not then ask Qiika what had cbanc'd. 

Cask^ Why, there was a Crown offer'd h inn -and being 
cffer'd him. he put it by with the back of his Handy thus, 
and tben the People felfa Shouting. 

Bru. What wasthe ftcond'Noifc for/ 

Cosk. Why, for ihit too. 

Caf. They ihouced thrice; what was the laACry for ! 

Catk. Why, for that too. 

Bru. Was the Crown offer'd him thrice ? 

Ouk' Ay marry wat't/atid he put it by thrice, every time 
gentler than oiher; and at every putting by, mine hoixft 
Neighbours ihouted. 

Csf. Who offer'd him the Crown t 

Ciik. Why, jini»f^. 

Bru. Tell us the manner of it, gentle CukA. 

Qitk. 1 can as well be bang'd as telt' the manner of it : 
It was meer Foolery, I did not mark it. I faw Mark, 
^ttnj offer him a Crown, yet 'twas not a Crown neither* 
twas one of tbefe Coronets^ and, as I told you, he put it ' 
' by once; but for alt that, to my thinking, he wou?a fain 
have hadit. "^Tten he oiffwed it to him again; thtn he 
put it by again j but, to my thinking, he was very loth to 
lay his Fingers ofF'^tt; And then he olFered it the third 
time; he put itthe third time by ; and flill as he rcfus'd 
it, the Rabblement homed, and chpp'd their chopt Hands. 
and threw up their fweaiy Nipht-caps, land uttered fuch a 
deal of (linking Breath, becaufc Ctfar refus'd the Crown, 
that it had almuft chbaked Cdfar ; for he fwooned, and fell 
down at it : 'And for mine own parr, I durfl not laugh, 
for fear of opening my Lips, and receiving the bad Air. 
Caf. But foft I pray you ; what, did Cdfur fwoon % 



41} 8 Juljus Gsfo, 

Cask. He fell .down .in the Uuket-pl?»,,an4 foant'd tt 

Mo.!th, and wss fpecchIeK 

Br«. 'Tis very like, he huh the Falling-SicltDcft. 

Cdfi Kn. Oifar hith it ooti but you, and I, 
And hn.'tft C(;^4; we have the Falling-Siclcneni 

CUi^. I know noE whst you mein by that ; bfit I am fure 
Cs/ar feW down; if tht tig-rig People did not clap him, 
and hifs hiin, according as b? pleased, and dirpUas'd thcnt, 
as they ufe to do the Players in the Theatre^ I am tao true 
Man. - ' ■ 

Srtt. What faid he, when he came Uf-to h Hiftif? 

Cm;^ Malry, before lie fell dowft.when he perCeiv'd the 
common Herd wis glad hi.tefui'd the Crown, he plucke 
me ope his Doublet, and off-r'd them his Throat to cut; 
aod I had beei] a Man of i-y Occupatipn, if T would not 
have taken him at a i/otii, I would I might go to Hell 
among the Rogues-, and To he.fdi. When he cam^ to htm- 
felf again, he laid. If he had done, or fitd any thing amifs, 
he 6(.Rrd theii Worihips to think it was-liis Infirmity. 
Three or four Wenches whece I (Inod, cryed. Alas, good 
Soul- ' '■ and firgtve him with all their Hearts: But 

there's ro heed lo be taken of them \ if Cafar had flabb'd 
their Mothers, they would have done no his. 

Bru. And after that, he came, thus fad, away. 

Cask. Ay. 

Caf. Did Qcero fay any thing ? 

C«jxj^ Ay, he fpoke Greek;' 

Ca/. To whatefF^a? 

Cask; Nay, and I tell you that, I'll ne'er look you i'th' 
Face again; But thnfe that ucderllood him, fmil'd at one 
toother, and Ihook their Heads; but for mine own part it 
Was Grteh to me. I could tell you more News too: MM' 
rtUtu and FUvitts, for pulling Scarffs off C^ar'i Images, ire 
put to Silence. Fare you well. There was more Foolery' 
yet, if I could remember it. 

.' Ca/1 Will you fup with me to Night, Caska j" ■ - 

Cask- No, I am Bfcmii'dfjtth. 
. Cdf. Will you dine wiit me to Morrow? 

Cdtk. Ay, if I be alive, and your Mind bold, and your 
Dinner be worth the eating. ' 
C*/r Good, I will expcS you. ,^ oo'^ii 



Juiins. Cai&c. ^^99 

CMski I>0 fo! FiWWelSwtli. ■ '•::■' [Exit. 

Brn. Whit * k\vivx Fellow is 'this grown fo^kt 
Ht w» quick Mettlr, tttieii fefe-went to ScKodl. 

Cdf, So is h^rKnr, in Evecutton 
Of any bold or noble Enterprii?, ■ ' ^ 

however fee puts on this tJrdy Forin-: ' "■■ \ 

This Ruijenels is i''Awce't9>ni< gftod Wir, 
Which gives 'M^nftomi^ etf'digeft his Words 
With better Ap(*r»*M. 

Bth. A)td fo it is: For (his time [ will lejve ybu. 
To morrow, if you pUafi to (peik with me, ' ■ 
I will come home loyeuj or'ifyoa will. 
Come home to mf, jpd I wMt wait for you. ' ' ' 

Caf. I wilMo fo: 'tin then, think of the WnH4> 

[Exit'^xiMft^ 
Well ffruMff, thou artf^t^te: Yei I lee 
Thy honounble Mettle may be wrought ■ ' ■ ■■ 
From that it is dii]ws*d, (herefbre tw mett 
That noble Mind'' keep ever with their likes: 
For who fa firm, that cinnot be fe'duc'dt 
Cdfitr doth bear me hard) 6ut h; lovei BrMcms. . ■ 
If I were BrutMs now, ihd he 'v^e Ctffun, 
He Ihould not humour me. ■ I- will riiis Nr^hr, 
In fevcral Hands, in at his Windows throw,- 
As if they came from fcWril Cirizens, 
Wriiines, fill teViding to the gteat Opinion 
That Rime fields of his Name ; Wherein obfcuntly 
CtfMr'i ambition Iball be ghnced at. 
^ And afccr this, let C^far feat him fure, ' - 
For wewfflffiikehim, or wovfc days endure. . (Exit, 
TTjmnder and Lightning, f/ttrrCa&ka witb'int Swtrd arteivn^ 
and Cicero. 

Ge. Good E«n, Caska; brought' you CUpir home! 
Why are you brcathlefs, and whyftare you fo! 

Cai^, Arenot youmov'd, when all the fway of Earth 
ShakcF,' like a thing unfirm! O Ctctrt! 
I have fccn Tempefts, when the fcolding Winds 
H«veriv'd the knotty Oiks, and Ihave ften 
Th' ambitiou« Ocean fwell, antj rage, and foam, " . 

To be exalted with the tbreatning Clouds: 

M4 '■■ A.oo^^lcBui 



2.Z40 Jukos.' CcGir. 

But. neveiu'tiU to Kight** never *tiU nov^ 

Did I go through a iTempdl; <lroppii^ Fvb < -^ 

Either there is a Civil Strife ki Hetv'n, 

Or eire the World, too fawcy with the God^ 

Inccnl«s theiD to fend D'.ftruftion. 

Gc. Why,, fiw you aoy thing more w^decful i 

Ouki A common Slave, youlinow bioi- vfU by Gght, 
Held up his left Hj(id> which did fiime and.burn» 
Like twenty Torches joio'd ; and yet his Hifld, 
Kot fenlible of Fire, remain'd Hnlcorch'd. 
Belidcs, I ha' not Hncs put up my Sword,- ' 
Againft thf Capitol I met- a.'UQn, , ■ . 

Who gtiz'd upon n-j?, and went furly by. 
Without annoying me. And there were drawa 
Upon a heap, a hundred gaflly Wemen, > 

Transformed with thgir fear, u-ho fwore. they law 
Men, all in fire> vallt up and dow^ rbe Streets. 
And yellerday, the Bird of Vighe did fir, 
Even at Noon^day, upo^ the Market place. 
Houttng and-flixieking. When thcfe Prodigjei 
Do fo conjointly meet, let not Men fayi 
Thefc are their Reafoiu, thty »t Natur|i: 
For I believe, they arc portentous tbii^ 
Unto the Cliaiite» that 'they point upon. 

Cic. Ipdced, it is a flrange difpoEed itnie : 
But Men oiiy conflrue things after their Fafbion, . 
Clean from the purpofe cf the things themfelvcs. 
Comes Cf/ir to the Capitol to morrowi^ ■. 

Ciskf He doth : For he did bid ^ianit 
Send word to you, ho would be thereto morrow. 

Gc Goad t^ighc then, Ou^j this diftuihed Sky 
Is not to walk in. t ,' ■. > 

Cdikj Farewef, Q^Mfc ; iEjtit Cicero, 

£»«r C^ffius, 

<?(/: \yho's there? ^ . 

tUik.- A RomdH, 

Cdf. Cui^, by your Vi Jc«. 

C4sk; Your Ear is goncid, i Qf0Ms, what Night is this i 

Ctf. A very pleifirg; ^ighi to'honeft Men. 

Cw^ Who evsr knew the Heavlos iBchace (bj 

r , . ■ A.OO'JIC . 



^lius CaiGtr. 1^41 

For my pirt I have Willfd iboQt the Stmtt» 

Snboiittbg me unto the perillom NigJbt i 

And thus unbraced, Cdihh asjyottfif^ 

Have bat'd myBofom tottie Tbnndti^Aooc: ' - 

And wh-n the crofi blue Ltghtnit^ fanned (o Open 

The Breift of litiT'^ I did prtfent my. fcif. 

Even in the aiirt laDd very fWfa of it* 

Ctsk^ But wieteftJre-did you fo. much tempttheH«v'i»i 
Ic is the pirc of Men to feir and cremiik, 
When themofl mighty Gods, by.tdtent. feod 
Such dreadful Hentd^ to aftoniih u& 

Cdfi You are dull, C4$ka ; and thofe fpatlcs of Life 
Thtt ftiould be in I R§mM%, yod dik want. 
Or elfe you ufe not; You lodk-palr, ind gazr* 
And put on fear, and caft your felf in wonder. 
To Tee the ftrange impatience of the Heiv'ittt 
But if you would conGder the true Caiife, 
Why all ihcTc Fires, why ill thcA gliding GIu)ft< 
Why Birds ifid Beillt> from qualwy andhiorff . 
Why old Men, Fot^ and CInldiwn cateulate; 
Why all thtfe tlitnei change /rom. their Ordinance, 
Ttieir Niturei, 'ana^e-Jvmed facokici^. 
To monftrous quality, why, you flutl findt 
That Hcav'n bath tnfjiif*d4 tbem widk thcTe Spitll^ 
To make tbem inftrumcnts of Uax- aAd warning* 
Unto fome monftrailj State.^ , 
Now could I( CiA^«,fiaaae~to thee «Muit'. ■ . 
Moft like this drtadful Nighty A 
That Thundrn, Li^tcni,Apcns diriAresj and rom* 
Ai doth the Liim in. the Capkol i . ji . 
A Man no mightier than thy fclf* or me* 
In perlbnal AAion \ yet prodigious <gfawa( 
And fiarful, as thtfe ftrange'-Eraptions arr< 

Quki 'TisCd/ir that yoj meai ; ia it ;ior> O0miI 

Caf. Let it be who it is; For XewMtu now 
Have Tbewes and Limbs like to their Ancdlors; 
But woe the while, our Fathers MitKls tre dead. 
And we are govern'd !vid) our Mothets Spirits, 
Our Yoke and Sufferance £t^ew ui woQunilh. 



Man to eftabllfli-Ci/^as'rKjiigt ■ : 1 ; ^- x >^ . ' 

And he lliall weas Itis 0r«K(ibjr $ea, aai'Laodt 

In every Plicc, ftve hene'in if4/f. . j . ■: ri.- „■ A 

C</T I know w(ii»e*i wiU wear thiiDa^r dbeS} 
C4^*i frdra Bondage wBl.-detotrfl^SAfc.: ;■ . : ' -A 

Therein, ye Godsyou mikethe weaVmoft'ftrong(;i, -,:'L 
Therein, ye Gods, you Tyranti do defeat i ■■ !.f i-,- . 
Nor ftftny "Tower; nor Walls of beaten Bnf^ . .:% 

Nor airlefs Dungeon, aer ftrong Links aV^In)n« . , ■■. ■■' 
Can be reteniive to che ftrcngthof Spirir.r " -■.■ -.i'/-'. 
But Life, being weary of thrfe worldly Bari.' : . ■;!' ". 
Never iackf Power to difmift it tlf, ... ^ 

If I know this, kiww all the vroi4d bdideB, •' 

Tbat part ofTyranny,, ihat I do ibfflr, ; ■■ ■ ■; 

I-caa (hike off at pletfure. 

C*tkf So can I :'■ ■ 
So every Bondmaw ill hii own 'Hmd bevtf 
The power to cincd his G^tiTity. ■• '^ > r: 

CWy: AndiH^ flimitdClM^r beaTyrant^ttt '. 
Poor Man, I kndw'te^wflBldniac bea-WoIF, - \ ■- ,."■: 
But thatrhc («et tbe Rvmtou ane but ShKp-; ' ' ! ;. 

He were no Lion,.'w>^koot JCmKMT'Mnds.' .' ''i 

'Hiofc that witb'htfti^WJlt'imkea mjglity ^re, .. < ' 

Begin it wJditoeskitr^r. ■What' tHli» is^Mc/ 
What aubbi^,'and winrd^r-whtnicferves ' > :. 
For the bafj Matter, to iUuniin»te .... . ■ ' 

So vile a thing as C^rt vBut/ otrOriflf ^ ~ . <■ /: 

Where haftthou led mej I, periiBps,' fpafc-thii' "'-' 
Before a wll)i»ig'B*ndnurM Tlien 1 IctknvT - ) ■ ■' 

idy anfwer muft be made^ Boi I via arni'd, ' ' 

And Dangers are toine'iodlieiTnt.'; ':-■ ' 

Cu^. You i^eA^iiXdskfi and (O filch ~a Man, - 
That is naflearing TeU-tfck. Hdid, myl-Hand: 
Be fjaiMK for i«drefi rf alt ihefe Oiefs, • 
And I will fet t\m Foot of mine mUt, 
As who ^oes fartheA. 

O/ There's a 'Bafgaii/ made. 
Now know yiHi» C4tk^ I have tnovM already 
Some certain of the iKMcftHnmded RmMttf 

■ ■ ■ r , A.OO'^k' To 



Jalius CmOk- ti4i 

■ To undcr-gp, wkh mc, w Ejiierppi»e, ■ - ■ n 
Of hooourible dangerous Confequenoe; 
And I do know, by this they ftay for me. 
In Pempty's Porch ; for row chis fearful i^f^t, ^ 
There is no ftir, or walking in the5:re(tfi^,, ^. 

Andthe Complexion of ths ENraent ■ „^j ., 

Is Fcav'rous, like the work ve htve in hand* 
Mod bloody, fiery, and oioft terrible. 

£>Uer Ci-na, • ^ 

Cask; Stand dofe a while, for here comes one in hafte. 

Caf. 'Tis Ctxvfi, 1 do know him by hit Gate, 
He is a Friend. Cinna, where haftc you Co i 

Gh. To find oiit yaa : Who's that^ JUeuUms Gmier t 

C»f» No, it is C»ikf^^ one incorporate 
To our Attempts. Am I' not flaid hr^ Gutut \ 

Cin. lamgladon'c. WhatafcarftU N^hlisthiif " t'/ 
Thert's two or tktecof iisfaaw fe«B flrangeSighls.^ ' ' 

C(/. AfB I, Rot (Uid fori ti-Il tie. • 

On. Yes, yoti ate. ■ 
O Cdffiiul If youcDuU bui win tkcnohio Brtinu ■ i 

To our Party-' - ' - ■ 

Ciif. Be you corrent. Good CMMttJce this Paper*' 
And look you lay it in ihe Pr*tora Chair, 
Where Sriv^M may but fiad il^ and throw this •■ 
lo at his Window; fet this up'with Wax 
Upon old Brt^iti Status : All this don^ 
Repair to Pompey's Porch, where you OnU find Ui, 
Is Decims.SrutHti and Trthonim theie! 

Ov. Allj but Mitttitti Cin^tr, and heS gone 
To feefe ytiu at yourHoafe. Well, I wilfhi^ 
Andfobdlowthefe Papers as you bid tne. 

Ctf. That done, repair to Pomptft Theater. 

[£«*> Cinra; 
Come Cuka, you and I will, yet, e'er Day, 
See Brunts at his Houfc ; three pares of him 
Is ours already, and the Man entire. 
Upon the next Encounter, yicUi him ours. 



£144 Julius Cxfat. 

Giik, Ot he Gu bigfa in all the Peoples Ketrtf t ^ 
And that which would appeal Offence in tis* 
His CountenaDCCt Like richeft Alchyhiy, 
Will change to Virtue, ind to Worthinefs. 

C^ Him, tnd his Worth, and otir great need of him, 
You bave right well conceited ; Kt us go. 
For it is after Mid-nighr, and e*er Diy, 
We will awake him. and be fure of him. [Extmnt. 



A.G T II. S C E N E I. 

S C E N E >^ Gar^fn^' 



W 



Eutir Brutus. 
H'AT Luciut! hoi 



I cannot, by the progrefs of the Stirs, 
Give guefs how near to Day— —£«<»«/, I fay! 
' I would it were my fault to fleep ia foQiidly. 
When, ZiWMiM, when} -awake. I fayf what, Liitiint 

Enter Lucius. 

Lmc. CaJl'd youi my Lord} 

Brm. Get me a Taper in my Study, Lueim .- 
When it is lighted, come and ciU dk here. 

Lmc. I wiU, my Lord. [Exh, 

Brtt. It mull be by his DeatT) : And iat my part, 
I know no pirlonil Oufe to fpurnat him,' . 
But for the general. He woald be crown'd— ^^ — ^,' 
How that inightchafige his Nature, there's the Queftion.^ 
It is the bright Day that brings fi»rth the Adder, , 
And that craves wary walking; CroVri hitfi— ^— that 
And then I grant We put a Sting ifffcim, 
Thjtac his will he may do danger with, - ' •. 

Th'abufc of GilBitfiifs, is; when ii disjoins 
Remorfe from PoWir : ■ And to fpealt truth of Cdfar, 
I have not known, when his AfFeiftions fway'd, 
>1ore than his R.eafon. But !cts a common Proof, 
That Lpwlincfs is young Ambition's Ladder, 
Whereto the Climber upward turns his Face { 
But wh;n be once attains the upmoft R.ound, ' 

He 



Jiitim Qxfkr, >t4J 

Mc then unto th« Ladder turns hi; Baclr, . 

Looks in the Clouds^ fc»niD^ the bafe Degrees. 

By which hedid alcend: ^oCtfarwiyt •_ 

Then, left he miy, prevent. And fiDce the Quaircl 

Will bear no colour, for ih« thipg he is, " .... 

Fafhion it thds^ tbat v.hat he is atigintnttd* 

Would run to ihcTe, antj tbele JlitTefiiitiev: 

And therefore think him as a Serpent's £gg> ■ ■ ^ 

Which batch'd. would, as hiikindtgnsw tDifchievouf, 

Acd kill him in the Sh^ll. ■ , 

Enter Lucius. 

Lme, The Taper burneth in your Cloiet, Sir: 
Searching the Window f^r-a Flint, I found 
This Pjper, thus feal'd up. and I im fure. 
It did notjye tbcte, when I wea't to Bed. 

[Gives him.the Lntef, 

Bru. Get you to Bed a&air, it is not Day : - 
Is not to Morrow, Boy, the firft of M^r,cbf 

Luc. I know nor. Sir. 

Brm. Look in the Katendar, and bring me word. 

i«e. i wi I. Sir. lExit. 

Bru. The Eshalationr, wbizting in the Air^ 
Give fo much light ; that I ttny read by them. 

{Oftm the Letttft Md rMtU. 
Brutus, th«m jUff'fi i »wttkfi, and Jie thy felf : 

Shdll Rome,—. fit^kn firikf^ "^^.'Jm 

Brutus, thsujltep'ft: ^akt. 

Such Inftigations have been often drop^ . - , 

Where I have jonit thetp ijp:, 

ShdU Rqqic Tlius muft I picf? it out. 

Shall Rome ftand undergone I^fn's iyft\^ ^yh3T, fywief 

My Anceftors did fipn) ,tlji Streets of -jjfaw ' 

The Tta-qmin drivevijirhen he was call'd a King. . , . 

SftMkifirikftrttkt}^^ Sm I entreated 

To Ipeakt and ftiibe i O Rjme, jl liiilce thf e promile. 
If the redrefs will, fpJlQW,, ihQU receiv'ft , :: 

Thy full Petition at! f he i^ijd of Brittut^ 
. ', JEnter Lucius. 

Zaw, Sir, Mttrch w wafted fifteen Days, [Rneek, wftl^^ 

Brm. 'Tis good. Go to the Gate, fome body knqiij: 
Since Caffita fiift did wliei me asainft C*/ar, ■ -■ , 



1*4* JiJius CXar. jk; 

I have Dot flepr. ■ 

Between the ading of a dreadfbltbitig, 

And the firft motidn* all the Interim is 

Like a Phantafin, or > hideous Dream : 

[The Genius, and the mortal Inftrumcnts, 

Are then in Council; and the ftate of Man, 

Like to a little Kingdum, iuSers then, .. • 

The nature of an Inlurreftion. 

■ EKUr LuciiK. ' 

Luc, Sir* 'tis your Brother Ci/^/ at the Doo^ 
,Who doth defirc to fee you. 

Brm. Ishe- a|one? ■.'.:. 

LfK. No, Sirj there are more with hifA; 

BnK. \Do you know thcffi? ' ■ ' 

LtK. No, Sir, tkeirHats ire pluck'd about their fiin> 
And half their Faces buried in their Cloaths, 
That by do means I may difcovcr cbem. 
By aoy mark of favour. 

Brif. Let them enter. [Ex/r Lucitu, 

They are che FaSion. ■ O Confpiracy ! 
Slum'ft thou to Ihew thy dang'rout Brov by Night, 
When Evils are moft free* O then, by Day ■ ■ 

Where wil^th^u £nd a Cavern -dark enough. 
Tomask thyifionftrous Vi&ge? Seek none, Conlpiracy* 
Hide it in Smiles and Affability : 
For if thou path, tliy native Semblance «n. 
Not Erebus it ftif were dim enough, ' 
(To hide thee from Prevention, ■' ' • 

Enter Gffius, Caska, Dedoj, Cinna, MmlHi^, 'mJF- . 
Treboflius. ■ . . -■ 

Cifi I think we are loo tioM upotaVour fe.<Aj' ' . ';' 
Good Morrow, "-BrwrtfJ, do we trouble you? ■ ;. 

Brn. I have been tip this hour, awfte alT Wi^T'; ■ - ■' ■ 
■Know Ithcfe Men, that come aloBg wiA Voui ■'.-''{^J^Wh 

Ckf. Yes, every Mio of Uiem ; atifl "ho Man-hfers*" " '\'. 
But honours you: 'And cVerjr one doth wiDi, ■ ' , ",' "■'^.'. 
YoB had but that ppinronofyoyl-ftlF,' .. ; .. -i - - . 

Which every ^oble Romatf .bears "of you. 
This is Tr^Hius, 

Brm, He is welcome tritfaer. * ' 
' Cap. Thi*. DteiMtSrmiu, / ■ ; ,' 'Voq'Ic 



Julius Ctefatr zt47 



Brn. Hfi it.vcl<:Qiift too. - •■'.■■ 

Otf. This, Utk*4iAi\Sranmn 
Aod this Aieiellms Cimlfert ' ■ 

Brtt. They are all welcome. 
What watchful Cares do inccrpbfe themftlvcfi 
Betwixt your Eye&jnd'Nigfati ... ' .- 

C4f. ShaliJirftmt a wcndt £7l»/aitm^. 

Die. Heie lies tht Eaft: .Ooth not di; Day brietitMeni 

Cask, No. 

Cin. O pardon. Sir, it doth, and yoa.ffey Liae% 
That fret the Clbuds, are Medeugert of Day. r" 

Cu^. You ihallconfefstbit yoaarcbDthtKcerv'd; ' 
Here as I poiiit itiy Sward^ the Sun arifef, 
Which is I great My §fo4/it^«i] the South, ^ ■/' 

Weighing the.yquthftii Seafon of the Veir. 
Some two Months hence,upluj;hert<}v3rd the North . . 
He Bcil pretliits bisjGre,'vid the.bi^ B>fi 
Stands as the Capitol, dif-e&Iy her*. . 

Brm. Qire me your Hands all over, oce by oae. 

Cuf. And let us fwear our Refolutioi). 

Bra. No, n::t an b^th: Ifnot tfaeFaeeof Men, 
The Su^eraaor of oar- Sauls, the Tiae^i ibufr. 
If thefe be Motives- weak, break bff.lieeinH^ - ' '.\ ' 

And ev'ry Mao hence^ to his tdte Bedt . -. ■ 

So let high-(igt»ed Tyranny ran^'on^^ . .. - < 
Till each M*n drop by Lottery. iiut.if <(icfc, .- ..: .' 
As I am fare tbiey do, bear Fiw-esoagb' > -:' ::ii ... . 
To kindle Cowards, ifiAxa^etl wi[£v«lbuf- " -; ' . 
Themelting Splritsof Woibefl{..Tbc*,CoyJitrya^n$u .< -: , 
What need' w^aey fpm-, but our^awln dorr > i-"~.b-fr-. 
To prick US to:Tcdre63- Wbtit othtx fipitd^ ' ' : -.- i.'l' 
Than fecrct ^ossilM^. that havcTptoke the. i^ordj ''■-'< <.; 
And will not palter! And ijrhiciother £)ath>- •• v - '- - ' ' 
Thap Honcftyu5;\^BDefty<o«asy» "■■ ■■ '.-. 

That thisihallbfi^i^jM will Wlfctfifc , ; : . h- - 
Swear Priefis, add Edwards,; antl Men' cdndou^ 
Old feeble Canionis irtd tach fufimng Ssols. 
That welcome wrongs': Unto- badCiufesy.ftretr 
Such Creature^asftSa dotibt; tAit do.noc flain> 
The even Virtue pf Oar Enteifnize, r . l 

Nor th'infuppre(fiTO_Mettlcpf our S|>irit^ . r/ " : 
-I ■. ■ ' - ' '"' To 



To think, that or our^Cafi^;: *%-PQ' Pttrfryffftgcc^r^ ■ "V^ 
Did need ta Oat^. \^ht[^urry jdr9t> gs^ l i»p4tKi :'} i^^ 
That evcty Romdm heuh ^^ fipbLy bcttiiy,^ ,^ ^ .' ., .^i,; 
Is guihy of a (evcral Bjft.ird^-^ .. ., .. . , ^.*^.> . t, r,, * 
If be doth break the iioaUefi Pzc^e^ ,4 . . ,, .j, ,, . .1,. 
Of any Promifc, ,t^«t Kaih poi^ &aiQ.hya,,.^ . f .^.^i: 
Cy: But whatqfGffVii^SbaUf^M<ur>hIm^ ,*)•<>» 
I ehiak be will ftan^-very (iroQg wtth.vs.> ' . v. ' . • iv^ 
Cuil^. Let Qsnot te^iyciiMit qui. Uj,- . ■■ • 3>'««t 
Cw. tjoa by no meitis. j . r ,ii-t< .- vi<V< •«ti\« 

;i/;f. O let »5 bato him,, for his Silver HairS;).|-> ' ./, . 
Will pur<4iilcaisa:goodXJ^iai^.. ; >. ,t^.i» ,ji. ^^ .^ ;, 
And buy Mens,Voi«M, loiqasr-si^QariBMidsi^j^; .^ 
It fliall be faidi his f udgmeac. rul'd ^fifiHaod^ .. . -. *-; 
Our Youths, and'WJldner$^.niaIl no i»tvt.afpea^ . . ... ^..^a 
But all be buried in-hit Gi»Wi;y. . . .._ • .■ ■_. y,-', t^.,j~ 
Btm. O na^ehimnot^ Jet u(ngBbr(&k'V^I|jii9i|'-'.' .{ 
For he will never follow aqy ^ing •.; .-, y -i^ -O 
Thit other Men.b^iti. . . . :. -. .^i- ^'iv -f* «>'i 

Ca/. Then leave him out,. ■•. .. ,,.-,■, ,^u ^,yp.'- 
Cult, Indeed, he ij not fit. .: 1 :^ !. > ., t . x^ 
DfC, Shall noManeife be touched, butoiiljf::^^!,. ^.l-f 
Cdfi DeciKs, veil m^'d; I think' it ji.i)ac ift«:t,i .f ■;,.-*) 

Should out-live Cc/ir £ .w< fhallfuid^s^^li.inju,]^ ;,( »d -k.^ 
A Ihrewd Omuive^ And.youJf»crV(i^m^(u,f«i^') ^ '..^ 
If he improve them, ;jDay.w<U>ft|:(%ch^^^. ,vif» ' «.> 
Alto annoy us ill; which t«p«fvent^.^,- . t>'4v •> ••n* il 

JInif.OurCoutfew>llieeint9D;bi^aR^Citf|I^^V;'^ ■ . /, 
To cut the HeadoC and thf ii;Imi^ ^e yn|bM ' ' ;t ^ ^M 
Like wrath intDMS* and Eavya^KW*!^ ,. ^ , . 
For.^»«»f7 is but4!^trabof)£^K.' ..i.i'..,:'^ ,f.. .>| 
Let's beSicrificwh-biitiiot BAU^q/Ciiiii'*-.' )' If ^^rf 
• WealIftind;iip;ig!iifi$theS,)irftofG«(l^'>. . > : i:.^ 
' And in the Spirit, of Mmo there i»Mt Bb4d.s • ' : ' . ^ , i 
O that we t^en a>44;oeaK by.C«^*i Sphio.. .■ • '-. <? 
And not di^eab!n:)<W^^-biu, alas;! >ri <i .1 

C«/«r muft bleed for ir. And, gentle Fri<»da,' ... 2 
Let's kill him baldly, but Dot -wrathfiirily t 
Let's cim hun,ara Difh §tf(ir the God', • ■ -.: 



Jnliiis Cie£it. ^Hs^"' 

H«lMlrliuiiuaCarIa&fit fof Hottnds;' " - 
And Jet ottc Heirn. is fubtfe Mafii:fs do, - 

StiioptbdrSfrvi&nto an aft of K^e, . - 

Aad ma feem to chide them. This fttill make' * 
iOurpurpofeoeceffary* andBOt envioui: - '' 

Which fo appearing to the comtdoa Eyes. ' ' ^* ' 
We fliill be calfd Pui^firl, nor Murdcrert. * ' ' * 
And fot Af/trk^j^tfisif Aiak not of hiaa '^- ' ^ 

For he can do more than Ctpo-'s Ann^ 
Wien C£ptr\Uet<i is off. 

Gf. Y« I fear him; '■ 

For in rbe ^grafted Love fie bftars to^Qe/it " ' " > 

2rjii. Alas ^oodCffKKf, do not think -of him: 
n he love Ctt/kr, alt that he can do' ' ' -■ ' 

Is to himfeifi take th^ughri and die for Cefdn 
And dm were touch he Aoald; for bcisgiv'ii ^ 

To Spom. and Wddntfi, and much Company. 

Trth. There is no fear ih htm; let him not die, 
Fof he will liva, and lau^ it us hereafter. [Qoc^Jlfil^t. * 

Jra. Peace, count the Clock. ' 

Oy: The Clock fa»h ftricken threr. 

Tw*. 'Tis time-to part. -^ [ 

Qtf, But it is doubtful ver, ' " 

Whether Ci/ir will come fonh tt) Day, or not •> 

For he is Sii{>ciftideus grown oflate. 
Qiiiie from ikt Bain Opinion he held once. 
Of Fantalw, of Dreamt, and Cetemoni« : 
li may be, cheTc apparent pfodigles, ■ 
The uniccailoot'd terror of thn Mighty ■ . -* ■ 
Andthe*perhMfion of bH Ai^rers, .^ ' '• 
May hold hinl from tbe Capitol to Dayi " ■ ' ■ 

£«(. Ntvrr fear thaf-; if hs be fb rfifUVH, 
1 Can o'cr-fway him ; for lie lovts fo brtir, ■ ' - 
That Uijiconis iItey*Nt betn^M With Trerl, *' ' '■ 
And Bears with Olpffcr, Effphthts withHoIei, . 
tions with ToiKafd Win with Fhftterefs'; ' , ' ' 

But when f cd^'hifli, he'battS Fkft-:rer5, ' ■ - 
He fiyf, he does j being theb ffloU flattered;. ■-■■'■ 
Let ms woik; ' - ■■'■^ '• -> ■ '. > ' 

For I can giv.c hi* HuWbiir the l^roe bcntj' 
And Lwill bring bim to ihc Capitol.' " ,'nnoii 

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Caf Nay, we will »U of wb^.t^tq fetch Wbh^ ^I . .^ 

Brm. By the e\g)jf.\i hoini;^ p ikni. "P* mWfffipff) , ' '. ^.^^ 

Cin. Be that the utwi^ti;, #nj. (ajlij^t^ttep^/,,, , ','.\j ..■^ 

<W«. Ci««« i^f^^^f <lfth kar, ifjiV ,M«(:<^ . ,^./ _ _^ 

Whonted him lor ipeikimt wtV vf ^apj^ j . j,^.. ,_ ,.'^. 

I wonder none of jpv h^yt tho^tiit'qi WW.. ,,.■ ■,„/,, '; 

Br*. Now gootf iW«tf^(p gp, «W^>J ow: . . - .'^ ^■, 

He loves mc well.; ;»iid l hi)vc^i,K'ft nuft §1,^1(911^,. ...-,. 

Send him but hiChet, lad, lU^fti^n, him- , ^ .,., -m f 

C«/; The M >rning comes i^pon's j yn^'tl Ifaye^jcog^Jruy*^-; 

And Friends difperic your f;lvesi i)uc;(ll i[eiieBit»cf, ^^^ 

Whit you hix&. (iiit ^S^ ^^ y<"U CH^ tiitc ^'^tif 

Brm. Good Gi^niieiJWW, bptfiertji, ^fid pfercilyj ' ^ ^. . < 
Let not our Looks put ofl. our Pwrpofts, ,y ,, ..j. ^^. . 

But bear it as i^t^ JHoattm Adors (lo. ^ . . '• t 

With untir'd Spiritli AniiouBi^ Conft^cyi , . . ■ 1,' t. ,- 
And lb goo4 Morrgiw, to y.<tiiieverjr, onp. [^^Kf^/ 

/l^4»«. Brutui, t, 

BqjI Lmeuut faft afltcpj It i$ w m^tier^ - ; ! .. ■".' 

Enjoy ihey Honey-heavy-dew qfSkip^crt" . ,, V-.,,. .■] 
Thou haft no Figures, nor no Fani(iu*s. - _ ,: p 

Which bufie Cire draws in ihe Buiips qf Mfflj" ^,, 
Therefore thou flccp'fl fo found. / ,/J , , 

^ifttr Pof^ia. , . ; ," y. 

fw, BruiMif my Lor4I , j' ' . I' "l 

Sr». pBrtid, }n^ m>ipy^i WHtreforedt.yo^dQ^piK 
It is not for your Health thuft^tn commit, .., . . ■ \ y. 

Your weak Condition to the raw- cqld M,ornif^Z ' ~ ,,y,^ 
Ptr. Nor fijT yoLrs neither. You'vf M"&5p<lj|»i]S'')y«fj ,^' 
Stole from my Bed; And yene;v)ight4t Sitpj^. .,\. , _^' 
You fuddenly arofe^-aad wat'dfttiqut, . ■ ■ ■ ■ vA 
'Mufing, and iiahiBgi-wiiJi yoijr /iiaiii *'qo&: '.„^ . .."^ ,. 
And whtn I ast'd you what the maitet w*l, " I .".". j ^^ 
■You (lar'd upon mf. wifh i^ngcfltle Lot^S* . * , ,, . " 

I urg'd you furthflr, thfn yQ8.fcr«tch*d yourt^e^;i . , .^..■- ^ 
And too impatiently flampM,with,y«ii[! Foot: „*. ' •' 

Yet I infifted, yet you. anfwcf'd not, ^ ^ '.^ 

But with an wg»y waft^iie of your Hand, . .'. ' 

Give fign for me to have you: So I did, 
Fearing to ftrengthen, that ImpiiiMcc,, 
Which feemM too lauchiDkio^edi a^d witbtlf 



Julius' Oefit. ' II J I 

Ho[^ng iinfii but an effe& ofHum^ur, ' ' ' 
Which, ftmretime feith hii Hiur with every Mm. 
It will not let j^ou cat, nor'tailc* Oor fleef) V 
And could it work ib mnch upon your Shape; 
As it h»tb much prevail'd'on fom Vondidftfi,- ' 
I (houU not know yon, Brmns< Dear, ray Lord* 
Mike QIC acq^uiint'ed with Voirr ciuf; 6f Qnef. 
Bru, I am doc well it) Heahh, and thu ii'sll. 
Pvr. ^rftwt'n-vfi^n^ and were he'not in Health, 
He would embrace the n\eini to comf^ by.te' 
.Sr«. Why fo I do: Gor>d 'W«;<s go to Bed. 
i'tfr. 1b jrr»/«/lklc$ Aftd is it Pltylical ■ 
To walk unbVaced, and fuck up the Humoers 
Ofthedatk Morntngt Whit, is Srwiv/ tick? • 
Amt will he fleal out of his vh«ifom iiA^. 
To dare the vile Contagion of tf»e Nigfw t -i 
And tenipt the Rheutty in<l nnjiarged Am - ' 
To add unto his Sicknefii No, my BrMtim^t' 
Vou hive fome ficlf Offtnce within jDUr Mind, . 

Which, by ,tbe Right and Vertue of rfiy place, 
longht fokiiowof: And upon my Ktioe5, - 
I charm you> by my once comibended S^ty, 
By all your Vows of Love, and that peat^Vow 
Which did inctirporate and a\skc uc one, 
Thw you unfofd to me, yout fflf, youflwT! -' 
Why you tre beivy, afid w&n McfjiitfNiehr, 
Have hid fdoTT to y6u j for'fcerd have t*m-^ 
Somt fit flr f&tn, *ho did hi<fc their Piftl 
Evenfrrm diikneh. ' ' 

Srm. Kneel nbr, grOdtf ?«fitf4. < ' 

Ar. I Aouldnot need, if ;p(Mf wer« ge(itlti^«Mr/; 
Viehin th» tto^of M^tfgei teU tntt^ ->&ailritf^ 
Is it excepted, I fhoutd know no Secrdtr ' -' 

That ar^rnf«toyoa<A«f ytfwfttf,'^'-- 
Biuii it were id foWv or tittitationf ' - < 
To ke^ with you at tAtals^ Cbrtrfbttyokf B«l^ 
And talk to you foaiettoht^ I?WtU I but in thi Si^wri^ 
Of your good Pleafiiref W it hi no siorW,"' 
Partis ii Brmtm tSitUn, fl<st htr WJft. ■■•' 

Srm, You are my true' »A honourable Wifi^ 
A»4eartome, ai are the raddy dropi ^ Coodc 



That vifit my fad Heart. .. - , , ' 

Ptu UthiSMrete true, tben (Hbiild ItnbW this Serckrj;- 
I grant I itn'a Womin;' biic yHthaJ, .'\ ' ' - 

A Womm thatiord Br»r«itook to Wifei ' ■', . 

I grant I im a Woman, but witRil, ; ■ , ' ' ■' ■' '■ 

A Woman well reputtd: Catti Daughter. ' . ■.' \^ ■ 

Think you, 1 aJn.no ftronger ihan ijiy Sex, 
Being fo fathsr'd, and fo husbandsd J .^ , - .. 

Tell me your Counfcls, t Will not difcrafc thcja: '■ -, \ 
I have made ftrong proof of my Cohftjncy-i" 
<Siving my ftlf a voluntary Wound * 

Here, in the Thigh-. Can. { bear that srith pitjewe, . 
And not my Husband's BeCrcis! ' 

Bru. Oye Qodsl 
Render me worthy of Ais Noble Wife. [J&wc^^ 

Hark, hark,- one knocks: p9rtia\ go in a whilci } 

And, by and by, chy Bofon ibalt partake a ■-. > ■ ' 
The Secrets of my. Heart; -. ; 

AU my Engii^geHttnts I will confttue tothccy ' ' ^ ■- '' 
All tht Chara^ery of my &d Brows: 
Leave me with hafte. \E*it Poitia« 

■£(»«- .Lucius «MJLig«nu>. ■. 
Zjm/w, who'srbat kofidcs-f > -r- 

Imc. Here is a fick Man that would ^ak v^ you. -_ 
"Bru, C*i»i Ligsritu, thaC MtttllmtS^\K of< 
Boy, ftind a^de. Cmm Ugnriialhowt ■. ..J 

CmU Vouchfafc good Morrow from a fe^t Toi^a.(. ^ 
Brm. O what a time have you chofe out, bme CW«v» 
To wear a Kerchieff Would yoii were not ficb. ' -' :>'-' 
Oti. I am not Hck, \iBrmtui have iaJiand > ' , at: t 

Any £zpk»c worthy^ (he name of HtKioui:. i r -^ ' 

BrH. Such ^Bsploic have I in hvady LigtrilUr ■•■ •''■ 
Had you an betJthful Ew to beaE«f it, . ' ' -i 

Cdi, By aU. tht: (St^s the JCmmm how befofc, ■ .H 
I here difcard ray Siclmcfs. Soul of Rt^tt . . \ 

Brave Son. 4efiv^ froiti.lionourtUc Loias, ,■'■ ^.. : ; fi 

ThwIiteinBxorcift, hiftconjor'dup <^ 

MymortiJSed Spi^t Now. bid meiruiv - ^- 

And 1 will firtve with thidgi JBipoffiblr, . - </ 

Yet get the fetter of then. Whit's to d»S 



Julias Cirf^. 1155 

Si^ A p^feof work, thtt will mjfej^fick^Men whole. 

Gti. But arc not fome whole thai we nit)fi make lickf 

Br*. ThitBinft wj,alfp. Wljat if is, ,mjr C"<i(«/, 
I (hall unfold to thee, as Ve ar.e going- 
To whom it muft b'e-done. , . ., , 

Cai. Set on your Foot, ' . . 
And with a Heart new fir'a^ t follow you,. 
Todo'lknoj? not what; But it Titificetb '", ^ 
That BrutHi leads inc on. -> ' \ThMitdtr. 

Brif.- Follow me then. ' . ,' , j_Exettm,, 

S C E-N E li: ' CxCaff Palace. 

. Jhmuitr Mid Lightuitig. Mfter Julius Czfar in hit Night'^ 

Cte/l Nor H;av'o, mr-Eattb, faivebeenatgeace toNifht,* 
Thfice hath Cdlfkurnia in her Slepp cty'dout,* 
Help, hoj they jonirder C^fart .Who's ;witUi^' 

Etittr A Strvam. •■'. . 
..Sto'; Mj^ Lord. 

C£.f. Go, bid tho'Crjefts 4" preient Sacrifice, 
And bring me theirOpinions of Sqcoei^. 

Jwvcl wiH my Lord. ■ -■ < {Exit, 

"iv ,.£p(wCalphiiroij. ■ : .i i- 

Ci/. What mean* you, Cafitri- Think-you to walk forth? 
YoieflsdtTotfflir out of your Houreto Day. 

CfjU'iOcj^ Jball forth ; the things that threatned me. 
Ne'er lookt bu'c oa.my Back; Whm they (hdl fee 
The Face of Cifxr^ ihty are wniftied, 

OtU CtfoTt I never. ftoAd on CercnxMQi^' - 
Yet now th«y ffightoie: Theie-is •ae-;witbtt, ' 
Beiides the things that we have heard add/feoA,! 
Recounts tnofi horrid figlu^ (earby.th^'Watdi. 
A Lionefs hath wJieLpcd in the Sticettf 
And Graves have yavn'dutd^yieldedsiq^ lhcf|J4}ead} 
Fierce fiery Wanriors, fighc upon the Clouds,' 
In Ranks and Squadrons, and right form of War, 
Which drizzled Blood uptKi the Capitol : 
The noife of Battel hurried in the Air,, 
Morfes. did neigh, and dying Men did grCKin, 
Ad<{ Gbofts ^id (hriek and fqueal about the Stfcets.' 

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Z154 J^liu^ Czfv. 

Gs/ir! tlufc things *K,^y«tn^.^l Ujfc.. ^. 
And I do fear them. , .^^ ., , ,ii . , ) 

' C*/; What can be ayoJded, :,, , ,, ,, , [.:,/■ 

Whole-end is purpoi'd'fcy ^lie mic'bt.j GoJii . . ,. .' , ■ . 
YttCk/rfr (hall go forth: For tbeL' Prcd^f^ioas „ . , ; 
Are w the World in general, as t6 Cy^f. ^ ^ .- .. 

G*/. When Beggais die thfre-are tip. Ci.^etj fapi ^ 
The Hcav'ns tbtmnivei blize f.rthi'he de*'h of PriricfS,.^ 

Caf. Cowards tile many times before thtir D.c^aihij,. .- 
Tht Vilianr never tafte of Death but once ;, , . ,, . ,j,. ■ 
Of all the Wondtis thjt I yet have heard, . . 
It feemt to me mofl Orange ihit Mep ihould it^t*,'. ■ 
Seeing that Death, a ncceffary end. 
Will coDie, when it will com:, ■ ■ \ .- i. . u : 

Enter a ServMt. 
What fay the Augiirerij' " ...•., 

Ser. They would not have yon to flfp f^rttr to T>ij^ ' , 
Plucking the. Emriili of an Offerirg forth. ' ^ , 

They could<not find i Heart within the Beaft. . 

Caf* The Gods do this -in (bame of Cowaid^c!. . 
Ctfar (hould be a Beift without a Heart,- 
If he ftiouM flay at home to Day for fear: ' - 
K-^, Ctf/jirftiall not; Danger knows full well* 
That Otfir is more dangerous than he. 
We heard two Lions litter'd in one Day, „ . 

And I the elder and niore tcrriblcj ^ 

And afar (hall go forth. . „ . ... 

C^U Alas my Lord. V " 

Your Wifdooi is confum'd inConfiderce : , 

Do not go forth to Day; call it my Pear, 
' That keeps you in the Houfe, and not your owa. 
We'll fend Mark^ uinthonj to the Senite-houft* 
And he will. fay you are not well to Day: 
Let me, upon my Knee, prevail in thir. 

Ctf. Mdrk^jijitony fliall fay I am not well, . 
And fu? thy Humour, I will flay at home. 

Enter Dedos. 
Here's Dtfimt Brutmu he f&all tell (hem fo, 

Dec. Cxfa; all hiil I Good Morroiin, wortby CaptTf 

1 come to fetch you to the Senate-houff. 

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C^f. And you are come In very "hipjiy timei^ 
To beat my Greeting to t|ie Senators, 
And tell thtm .iTiat I wiJI not come to Day : 
Cannot is falfe, and tfiat T dare n')t, fjlfcrj 
I will not com^ to Djf; teJI Chein fo, ptciui. 
Ctl. Sjyhe is fick. ■ ■ 

GijC SlialfCe/4»-renda Lit? ; ' 
H»ve t m'porfljiieft ftnttht mine >Vrm fo (tr^ 
To be'a'f.aid to teirGrey-beaj-dsthe Tr'utti 
DecifiSy. go tell them C<yV Wj3i not ^aqif* 

ZVc. Moft mrfjh'ryCe/ar.let mf 'ihawJo'ipfCtuftj 
Left I be liu ^ht at when i tell th^m Co. 

Ckf. The Cmie ii h fny WaU t viW OQiqft^fy 
That is enough to facisKc rh< $^ioatc. ' , 
But for your private Sitisftaion, 
B«cju'c I loVx you. I will Ipt ypjl imw, ■ , 

Calfhumia here, my Wife, (tay? me at hoate; ■ . 
She dreamt lift Night flic J&w my Sutiie, 
Which like ^Fount»in» with ;»« hundred Spow-^ ■ ' 
Did run pureBIo^d; arj miny lufty Romakt 
Came fmilin^, and did bltbe their Hand^ j'nj^t 
And there dwj^e afgly* i^wVVarningsapdiPqrt^tifc 
And Evils imriiTnem; "and on Jier Knee ' . 
Hath beggM that I wRl ftay atfiome to D^y, 
Dtc. This Dream is all vnifs interpreted^, 
Ft was a VifioP faitap^ fottunatei. ' . 

Your Statue fpouting BJoodjti many P(p«, 
In which To miny fmili^ Jiaaaas bath '4, 
Signifies that from yoti ^rear Jfoaif (iijU Aifi|[ 
Reviving Blood, aid that Great Men Aajl prfft 
For Tindures, Stains, Rjtlii(ts^ and Cognt^nt*, 
This, 6y Calphmnia's Dream is fignified. 

Cc/TAnd this way .have you well exp^i^^d it. 
Dec. I hayfiiwhan you have heard whaslciniiy; 
Andfcflow ir now, tlu; Senatp have cnneUiflf^ 
To give this Day a Crown to mighty' C^Jkr, \ 
If you fliall fend them Word you wiJI not come. 
Their Minds may change. Befides, it were a moc^ 
Apt to be rendet'd, for Ibme one to fay, • 
hrtA up tlie Senate 'till anotber time, * 
When CafAr^s Wife Aiall meet with better D^aiii'i*^^'^'^ 

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liCt/ir hide himfelf, ftiall-djey not wliifper. . .. 
Lo, C</ir isafraidf ^ ''' •■■-■>•' <■■'■- 
Pardoiitne, C«/ir, , for my d_ear ijewLove^ ^ ,. ■• . 
To your Procvilirig, bids me* tell yoii this: ', ' 

And Reafon to iry Love isjuble. , ■ i "la^ 

Ca/7 How fooiilh do yowr Feaw ftan DoWt,C«^iffw*«Lv 
I am aQiamfd I did yieW O liWM. ' • .'-. i--' -. .t ^V;.y 
Give me my R.obe, foT.I will tio. . i ' *.,, ■'« V^ 

Enter BiutiH, Ltgari'i^ Mcullus. Cacka, Xr^muyi:.! 
Cinns, «t4J>ubIiiu. . . ■. . .' ;*:^„^' 
And look where Pttblmi k come to fftch mcu »...^ i,^^ ' 
, i'«*.,,Good Morrnwi C«/«r. ' 

Ctf. Welcome, PHhhHs. 
Whit, BrMMS, tre yod ftirrll -for c«fly tool" ' ' ' i*.i 
Good Morrow, Qukjti Cftut. ligmriui, ' ' ' , , ', . 

Cey^r w)s neV To mucb your Cicoiy,. vM 

As thit fame Ague which htfh:made ydu km. .o ::.'.'. 

What is't a ClocM , , .. .. :.i * Vi 

J?'*. C«/Sr, 'lii ^fu^Vep «g^. :! ;■, -,:; ,, ., i', 

Ctf. I thank you, for your Pains itid Couitefte.' 

£»«^ Antony. . i "X 

See Antinj, tbatTCvels long a-nignts, '..■ . : 3^. ■ '." 

Is nutwichftanding up. .Gf>od Morrow* jiiifM^:} Li^ifV 

^t. So to moft nobfc Ct/il(r. -.itjT .v'."^ '. 

Ctf. Bid them prepare- witbia : , -'""'.' "— 

I am to blame tO' be thus watted -'fer^^: ' .i* ■ ' f-.'J. 

Now Ohm; now MtifUtu; wha^ j^rtiii^l ". "^ O 
I have an hoiuV talk ii7 Aore for you» ^1- ....' , . s -^J 
Remember that yott call on me to Bay, ' / ,' ..* \ 
Be near me, that I may remember yoQ.- 

Treh. CUf^Ti I will; and fo near will l^K, ... • {Jfid^ 
That yr)ur beft Friends fiiaU wiifa I' had )be;en /jirihet^w ■ 

.C</^ Gond Friends go in, and tafte Joaic Wine;with me,'? 
Ana' we, like- Frierds, will ftraightway go together. t'L. : i\ 

Sr.n. That every tike is notihe famci O Ce/ir, - - .- . 
The I'leait of ZTrw/M cams to think upoiu [StctmW: 



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v«// Metellus Cimber. D<biut %iwsi%kvts thet vot ^ .thorn 
hifi wrpMt'd Caiuj LlgariuJ. T^ere « i#/ m£ iJ*w«^ /« d/t • 
thtfi'mMiJkd *:ii» ft«» ¥;«i«/f Cefar. 7/7^o». ^«y? ««/«». 
mn-M^ Uak. littt thut ■'StCf»iiy ftvff ivaj to CamfpirACU Tht 
miib^G^dt 4ifimluhti, - ■ :': '- . . '' :^ 

.1 . ■ Thjr toi^r ^temidormt* 

Hert will I fiand^ ■'»ill'SCt/Sr''p»rs alongj ; ' . 

J^ as a Suitor will I gireiHiin this : . ' 

My Heart laments, that Vir^c cannot livp - . 
put of the twife ofEtmilition.' • ' /' ".■"■.■ 

If thou read tbii» O Oy*-, thou may'fl Jive ; ■ • ■ 

If not, tbe Fates with Traitors do^ contrive^ tExit, 

E»tt^ Portia ttnd tucius. 

Par. I prithee. Boy,j;uo to the'Ssnate-Koufty 
Stay not to anfwcr me,, mit get thee gone, ' 
^todoftAouyiayi ., ' ■ ■ ^ ' 

j&iKt To know my Errand, Madam. " ,', 

fir. I would have had thee tii:re, and here again, " " 

E'er I can tell thse what thou Ihoulaft do there — : ■ 

D Conftancyiijcftppnjj upon my 'fide, ■ "' "'' . ""' '" 
Set a huge Mpuntain'tweenrhy Heirt andTongucj' . 
i have a Man's Mind>. but a Woman's Mi;iht: ■ '. ' j 

How hard it is for Woflpeo to keep Co,Dnfell ' ., ' .. ', 
A\%)fa^i| here yn% • ' ' ^ -!-..,. ^ ..•- . 

' £*c^iW*diilA,»h«'{h6uId I'do? ' •..'... 

^BKHiiithe^Capitot, ^And nothing ejre? 
And fo retontto foit, andii»thingcIK:f 

Por. Y91, bring moword, Boy, if thy Lord iaok well, 
Pmrhe^ifenc fickly forth: and take good notp. 
What C^4r doth, what Suitors prefs to bim, 
l^ark Boy! whit noife is that i 

Lie, I hear none. Madam. 

Pot. Prithee liften well :. 
I heard a buflling Rqnwur like % Fray, ' CortQlc 

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And tbelVioil brings ic fioai the Cipitcdi. ' ' H 

Lm. Sootb, Midtm, I heir aothti^. 
. ■ £»Mr'Ait«iiiidorilt. 

Fwr. Come hither Fellow, which wiy hift tI)OtlJbect>! 

• jtru At tnine own Hauft, good l^ay. ■_ r 

-■ ' ?»»■. Wh»J is'ta Cloek! . \ ,' . jr .," 

-*T. About the ninth Haur, Lady^ i, ■, ' ', ' - 

far. Is C<y> yelgonc to the CapitoTj? " .:, 

-*T. Madam, not yet, I go lo tikfeoiyniBif/ ] '^* ' 
To fte him pafs on to the Opitoi; , ''''"' , ' ' ■ ,' 

'for. Th^u hail, fbmc Suit to C^/V* l^''* tt^itf K«¥^; ' 
■ ,Art. That T have, Lidy» if it will pleafc C*f«r ' " , 
To be fo good to C*f*r, a; to bea.r me : . 

I fhall befeech him todtfeftd himrclf. "".',',. "'*■ V 

Tmr. Why, know'lVthou any hjtm'sintchdedBwir^felfflJ 

,^(, None that I know will ,6e, " ' ' '*' _' " ' 

Much that I fear may chance. ' , , !' '' " '" '! "?; 

Good Morrow to you. Here the Street ii' harfOv^ ! ^'' 
The Throng that follows Otfier at t(itf Hecli "' '*■ ) 

Of Senators, of Prxtors, common Suitor^ 
Will crowd a feeble Maa ilmoft toDeath: ' '"' ' "l^l' ' 
111 get me to a phce more void, ind'thite 
Speak to great Ce/ir IS he comes along. 

?wr. \ mull go in Aye me( how weak a ffiifl 

The Heart of Woman isl O BmtMil 
The. Heiv'jis /peed thee in thine Enterpnze. '■■-'- 
Sure the Boy heard me: trntHt hath a Suit ' ' ' '*V 
That CWyir will not grant. O, I grow fiin^' \''' ' ' . 
Run, Lmfiftt, jnd commend me to my Lord, '^' ' ' "'*" 
Say I am merry; come to me again, " " *'' , 

And bring me word what he doth fay to thee. f^ej^il 



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Fltmrifi. Enter CxTar, Brdtua. Caffiu^jOistti, OetiUft.M«> 
tellus. Trebonius, Cinna, Anten^,- LepldiiK, A^emMtsrufc 
«rrfPopilii>s, ' " ' -'• -' ■'■ '■ \ -f'H- ■>--'"; 

Crf/rnpHE IdfS pT'.J/rfr£ifc arc cfme! " \.\, . " '. 
X Sooth. Ay, C</>r, but nor gone. ' ' / ■ " ' 
Art. ^^■\,<^f>trl^^iAi^^\i$cyj:du^.^ .\. ■\/ ' 
Dec. Trtheniui dcjfh'dcfire you to G*er-f facti ', ', ' , . . ' 

Atyourbeft fciTur'f;^ (tiisTi.'s FtumWe Sjiit. ' ' '\. ["':'. . 
Art. D (Ufkr^ rc«d nunc firft j for tnioe's a Sii«.' ^ . , 

■JCbat touches Ctfj^r nearer. Rtatf'irJ'grwt fitSr, '. , 
'- Ctf. What touches lis eur /elf,' (hkytjelaftrsr^ld,;" ' " 
Art, Delay not, G^r, lead it ijhBint']*. '. ■ ' j 

■ Ck/ W^ar» is ^Bf .£fU?w nu^i ' ( _ ^ ;; 'J, 
Pnh. Sirrah, give place. ' ' - , ■, .''" : y'. 

C-ijC What, urge you your Petitions in the Streit^ [\ 

Come to the Capitol- , .' ' '.", _ '"'_.'. 

Pof. I with ycur.Eot^rprize to Da^ may tlitiyfc " ■ . 

Fof^. fare you vc^,. '. ;','-,.'■ 

Bfw. wliat'fiid Pw/Y/^ilLiM/ " . '. . 

C«/Hewi(h'dtoDjyo rEnterprizemigbithrim ,■ ■, 
I fcir oiir Purpofe.ts djfcovered. 
Bru, Look how'he malces in Cc/frV mirk liiiD. - 
Cuf. C<ji4,'be,Cv(l%n< fo*" we f"r prereotiop. 
Sri«r»/, whaxtb lit lie done j irthis*be kDowo, 
C0M oi Cs/ar rjcver ftiaJi ttitn baci^ , ' .; y ; 

For ( wi'l fliy my felf. . ■. . ,t 

Br*. C«j5fw be conflant : . . i - 

^o^i7(>/ /.CM fpcalcsnoc of our Purports. 
For look he fmtlss, and Ctfir doth not change. : 

Caf. Trehonim knows hi^ time j for look ytm. BrnttM, 
He draws Mark Antatijt out of the vay. 

Dec Where is Mettlim Cimttr / Let him gOg - 
And prefentty pre/«r his Suit m C^Jir, \ 
BrH. He is addref^ ; pieis oear, and recoadbim. 
On, Cukf, f ou're the fiiA tbak ccaii yotu Hoad. 



.zrtfx> "'Julias diikt- 

Ctf. Are. we »IJ rwfl. Wlat is. now axaifi,^; .^ . ^ ., '^t, 
That Ci/if »nd bis SetTdtt fli'uft redref&i ■ ,; ,'^ - '. , !'j^ 

>W«. Moft higK woft ^'ght¥i afid rcfoR. puiffant CiS/i»>;^ 
MiietlHs Ciw^n-WiroWs before tfiy Seat .',;,' , ll&?(/»»j, 
;A«.lliMnWe.tfe|rj..,-,,;_, ; ,-, ,i. . . , .; ^.j ^^^.^ 

, C;^ I^nyft p[eyeiit.Ehe8rO«*«,t ^.. ,:-: . . ^. jj;^^ 
Thefc Couchiligs,and,];hefe lowly turtfies .., [, V,,') ,, j. , 
Might fire, the ^ood orordinary Meoj , ^ ^, . .j, ^^, 
And turn'Pre-Ofdinanct;,, and.firft Pecree, ';,' .~i 
iDto the lane of Childreo,^' JB^ not fonij, . '/ , ci ni- 
To think, thjc Ce/ir l>e3rs''tuch Rehel Bloo'd^ ,' ,, \ ■ -' ' 
That will be thiw'd from 'the t'rU|e QuilityV. .... ' ~ [• 
With that which (nelteth Fools ; I rtieiri f wect \^pf ^ ' , ' \ - 
JLow-cfOoked-curtGes, and bi{f Spinicl l^awriing.', '•'" ^ V* 
Thy Brother by Dectee i& banillied; ■ ', ' T j 

If thou doft bend, arid pray, and fiwVi fot'h'nij,' -. '^ 
I fpurn thee like a Car out of my way. " ' '' ', ', '' V 
Kqqw, Ce/ir doth not wrong, nor Witfaout Caafe-. ",' 
Will he be fatisfied., . , ^ 

.Mf/.IstherenoVoicembrcworthythaiiriyown^ ' ' 
To found more fweeely in great Cf/ir's Ear, /''. 
For the repealing of my banilh'd Brother! .^ '! " ^ , ". 

Brn. ItifethyHind,-but'notjn^tt#ry/Cf;(3>'^'_ -^-.^Vl 
Deliring th^e, that i'«f/f»jpm^p-iaay ;, . .^ , ^j 

Have an iiqinediate iFreedom of R.epea1. . , , ,i \'j 

Caf. Vrhn SriUHs!'— '". 1!,' ■;; 

Ca/. Pardon, C</«-.C«/2ir. Pardon; '- '. ■ ,^'^(."' 
As low ai tb ihy Foot'doth Capus {»%'' '[ '.' [".7, 3^ is, J 
To beg Eoftanchifement for pHbUnt Om^erl 

Cef. I could be well movM, if I were as youi - ' 
If I could pray to more, Pnyersw^uitl njoyeiinct 
But lam conrtant as the Northern Srar, V ■- ; ,'■ ^ 
Of whole true, fixt, and re'fling'Quality,. 
There is no fellow in the Firmament; ,■ 

TheSkics are paihi'ed with unniimbred fturks, , . ' ,/ 
Tbsy t« all Fi^c, iiid cvefy onedothfliincj ^ , '^^• 

But there's but one io all doth hold His plice. '. , 
So, in thfVl^orH, 'tis furmfh'd wellwiui Men, 
And Men ire Flelh and Bldod, and apprchenfive; 
Yet in the number, I do know but one 
. That uniffailiWe ht^d» on his Rank, ,, \.ooqiO: * 
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tjnihak'd of Motion:: axtA that I. mU'h 

Let me a Uttleifreitf.it, even in this i ; , i^ , 
Tbu L w» .conjfttm Cifiitr fbould be binifhVy ' 
AndcohftaDt da nhnaih tb'heepbim fai. ' ^ - 

iam.OCtffir II j i.,- 
Otf, Hence 1 .wilt cbou lift MpO^M^y^ 
Dm. @reiC'Ctf/MF — w- - -.'"■'; , i" ■; ■ , 

. Co/: Do not, 0r«fiio, b(Mtl«r» knte): . '! 
C«t. Speak Htndiibt ine..,". ' ' . ' {Tkij Sut C^itx^ 

Ci«. Liberty I F.rcedbai I XyVwny i* de»d — ^ ," 
Run hence, prodaich, cry it about the£creet»-^ . 

(Uf, Some tp ihi cbinmon^Pulpits, and cry («it« 
Liberty, Fretdom, and EnfrancHif(osenj., 

Bnv. People aad Senators, be not afirigfated; ', 
Fly not, ihnd fki^]^ Ainbition's Debt^li pvt^. ' . 

Cdsks ©o to thePulpir, Brptii'f,-' :.^ 

Dtc. And Ct^mt too. ' , - 

Sru, V/htt^^.PmhJiMtt ' ' . ^. ' 

Or. HcIc*quiI^cpnfau^d«d withthiiMiitiny. ,'. 

Met, Stirtd Afl-tb^eth(!r,lFftroaie Ffi«ndof&/*r's 
Should chance—*-*-^" 

Bfw. Talk flot df ftmding. ^w^Am. goodCheo-^ 
Ther^ is no Kami intended to your Pedbti, ' 
Nor to no XtmMa elffr>; (q ,tell thepi, pM^limi. '" . ' 

Ctf* And leave us Fmbliut, left iti^t tfie ^ple' . ' 
Rufhing on us, (hould do your Age fomeMifthiefi 

Brtu Do To, and let (lo Mao abidri thi^ t>sed, ' , 

fiat wetheD^ns.. . . . i . 

:-MM*r Trtbp^iu*. ■. ■ w 

Qtf. Vlhatw \^epjX ^ ., 

Trt. Fledto hii.Hogfe amai'd, . ■; ' ■ ' ■ ' , ' ' \ 
McD, Wives, and 'Chiidrefijftary, ctyoltr;. iftdrniv . y. \ . 
As it were Dooinsoday,' .^ \."- ■ . ■. .'. •■ ti 

Bnti Fares, we wjlj know ycsiir pPlea/hrts ;-: 
That we Ihall diei. we know ; 'rij but ibe tjmc ; -, i 

And drawing .Days outj" thjt,^en (i^nd.upon.-. ; ,. 

Citk: Wby.^etli>tCMts^offiwe(ity"V«r3.)ft,ift, .« \ 
Cutsofffooiany Years of fearin§;D«th. ,. 

Brat, Grant that, and th«fl, is Peath a; B]!n^$r, . ' > '. ■"•' 
So ire we Cdfkr's Frit^dj, that have abride'd \ -. ''■..■ li 

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His rime of fciring Olath- &*h^JB»iW»wf, *ftof& i- ' "■> 1' ^- 
And let us bwhe our Hindi in. fli/ar'siBBWA ■ '' t » <; ?* ', 
Up to the EHmw^ fiid: ta6»wi* (i«i&ifo»dft} "• '--^ -■. ■ i.^^ ■ 
Then walk we forib ivwAy^w «»irtt»Jpb«. ■'' ' * ■ ^/;- 
And wiving our red Weapons o'er om HeidS'' y ""3* ■'"' \ . 
, Let's all cr^ Pe»ctf Ftreib* I 4iiditJ«»eKr .' *^-.v,^i..f ; 

C»/: Stoop then, and waJh. How n w wy Ag» htpoix 

Shalt. tliH oar lofty Scene beaCtFdowH,' ' ■' (v>,ji-'^ 

In States unborn, and. Afcwnisy^tuiilnrnHit '-.'''■ ■•, "-^ 

Sr«, H(>wfflaByiiin«*ftiUC*yai'blced'iifpoft»''' -^ *-^; 
That now ©fl-?<«««p»?t Bifis lyes alBn^^' - '- - >' * ' '-' J'- 
No worthier than ihe Duft? - ■' ' '^' '"'■*■'' r 
• G«/^ So oft as that AiU-b*, ^ ' ■ • ' ' '■ "^ *; 
So often (hall tbe Kjioi of us &ec»B'd»- ■' ' , ' * "' ' V 
The Men that g«vs tfcwrCoartt^ Liberty. ^ ' '- -"»■>•- •''■ 

Dtc. What, wh«(hall*frfe)»th? ''■ ■ ■ '" i - Ht-i '. 

Caf. Ay, every Man away. '* " • 

Brmttft (hall lead, and we wiil gracvlrftrtcefc 
With the iiK^l3old/<iind.(4)e Kelt HelTtt of 'XfM'r' ^ ■* 

.. .... £mtr » Servant. ' " '.' ''".;';. 

Bru, Soft, who comes here} a fiieniaf jfiimiy'^ •' "■': 

ifl-. Thus* Srwmti dMoiy M»ftcrbWaie Kfte*!*! '■ "^ ■ 
Thus did Marl^^tt^- bid *e Wl dowh, ' rjEJiAfi^iA. 
And being proftrate, tbos h» bid me fi^, ^' '' ' ' ' '="' 
jBr«(ajiiN"oWe, Wife, Valimrind iJonijft; ' ■.■*'\,.i- 

Ci/kr was Mi^tey, Bold, fcayal *nd tovft^t '"'■ '''^'t'"^^ . 
Say, I love Sr«w/, Mid I honour him } ' ■'■ ' ■ - 'd 'A 
Say, I fear'd C</ii-, honour'd him, andlorWbim; "^ -" '; J"^" 
IfBrMus will voucbfifiF, thlt jfkttHy _ ' , 

May fifely come to faim, and be riM^d '' ■ "' ' '^' 

How Ca/kr hath deferv'd to Pfe tn I9e^, - 
.^dc^ ytmtm} fiiaU not tove Ceyifr deid- '■ 

So well as BrMms living ; but will fcTfloW ' ' 
The Fortunes and Affairs of noWe 5wr«, -■ ' '"^^ ,..' 
Thorough thebaXirdttif this unttAd Stit?, '" ' 

With all true Faith. 'Sb faya nly l)/itttet jibitokj. ' ■■■"' ', 

Bru. Thy MafterisiwHe arid valiant JfWW*i^- ' '^J 

I never thought him w<ilft. ' *'''^' 

Tell him, fb pleile kirn comt tinto this ph<Xt ' 

He IbiU be faiisfied,' fod by my HjmOur ' i q >o i ■ ' 

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Depart aotoucb'^v < A»i " f ' ■■ ■ '■ '-^ '' 

^<r. I'll fetch liifQ^&fitlyti - . ! ■_■ '..^m StrvMS. 

Qif. I wilh.wicitiayi buf yet iiave.I ftjBi5d'.> /.'r 
Thi[ Tears him aiiichi.iiad'}a)Vau^vii»g.:f^ili;. '. .- . 
Falls fhrewdly [QliM.|inpBfc, , ; . -j; . •; : ... • 

. ^. ■>.■■ : » .•-iri r'fi««r. AjllMgr-.r- ,:■:. XK U ,' 

Welcome 4*ti*r(^^*"?*g!»v ■ ... .i ^ / ' ' 

^r. O R))ghryiQ|^,,',,GlnA |}tOt»l]feTo,lpvi( ... 
Are all th)i^yti<iy«e^ <ji«r«iv Xriunyb^ Spoilk , : . 
Shrunk to this little N^e^fure {»».iian thu. wcU.. < 
I know i)Oi,<J^prttin*n, wbat you intewJ, ■ 
Who elfe m^ft be. jflt blood, wtutcifftisBult;. . 
If 1 my felf, there is no Hom if Sit ; 
AiCU^'i Deaths ^^urv nar npt Isfirament 
Of haU thit. worth, as tbof^ciyqur &won^, ma^rid 
With the moft ottbte Blood of tlltJiHt' Wofia^ 
I do befeech ye, if yqip^JbeVifl?* hwJ^ ' 
Now, whilfl yourp{^iMHft'»ds«lq:r«&at4(au>^ 
FuI61 yoir PUa^rn L>^4.a:tb^fikad'Yurt, 
I IhiU not Giulii».y ji^lf lo tpc.to die) ' 

No p'ace will pkal^ mp-io„ .«o meiB o/l Death* 
As her.c, t^ cJfar, md by yjw cut off, 
Ttre Choice and M*(leF^pif|rs of tbi<A^. . 

Br0. O jjUrwi^.'. B«g^nat y»urDcath^of,us: , 
Tbough now wcMiifld^o^r bloody *nc|ciueV ' '' 

As by our Hwjdsi ai«l tb*si our .prt fciir A&. 
You fee we doj- Tf/f.ilit:yQt^ i>m Htnds ..'■-.' 
And this, the Uonlifig jftifwO dk}t)Mve>d«iRt : 
Our Hearts you iti^;f^jkB9l*Kt ^Gt&fi; .- ;-; i j: ' •.■/! ■ 
And pity to the gen»al wrong of £»ffu, . ,-! ;,-,i ■ * ■ -i.u 
As Fire drives out Firj, f» Ptty»2u5iT • ■ -. - >v ^ . .■ "» 
Mathdone this deed pt^C«/4iv, {^w yl»ur.-f«il^-.'K* »-t^- 
Toyou,ourSwordsh%jiqlrtM^i>Roat%M*p*tJ*««5Vi.~p: ■- "^ 
Our Arms in ftrength^AWw^asdiev Heirtl i fi' . ■. .." 
Of Brothers teppv.»»lj'««e*wy(«ijm .■ k: -\-> 
With all kiod4i%v%ft&q!(t^i£WRho,«Wte¥ereBOe-. '■ - 

CWy: Your Voice fktil be a^ Aroog « Bny.MbDV 
In the difpoGng of;nfiw~Piga>ciett 

<r«. Qiilf Mei>a(i«U!;fiU-«i:.b»vet(9eu*il 

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The Multitude, beCdc tfcemfcJres with few* 
AikI then we will tldiver you (he Ca£e, - - , • 
Why I, tbit did love C^ vbcn I flrdolt hioii - -. ^ - 
Hive thus procetfdtfd^ ,. - . 

rf^m. I doubt, not of faofi Wil^o^; 
Lee each Man reoder me hit bioMljp Hamli 
Firft, Murem An»w,will f Oiate widi yaui 
Next, Cu'w C^m, do { tdte ywR Hiad; : ; 
Npw Deeixs Brmtu, youn; now yoar^ .MmMw) 
Yours, Cfj«»<^ and my v^itht CB^.'yoan; 
Though Ui), not leaft in Iotc, yourt,gaod Tnimiiu^ 

Gentlemen aU< )!», what Ihtll 1 fiy. 

My Credit now fiandi on fuch llr^ry Groond, 
That one of two bid ways you muft conceit mr. 
Either a Coward, or a Flatterer. 
- That I did loveihee, Ca/tr, O "tiitwei ' ' ■ - ■ ■ 
If then thy Spirit loott upon us now, 
ShiU it not grieve thee dearer than thy Deatl^ 
To fee thy Antony making hii Peace, 
Shaking the Uoody Fhigers of thy Foes, 
Mod Noble 1 ill the presence of thy CoarTe! 
Had I » many Eyes, » thou baft Wounds, 
Weeping as faft as they ftream forth thy Bkxtd, 
It would become me i»iter, than to clofi . 
In terms of Friendihip with thine Enemies.' 
Pardon me, 5'ff/i»i-»here waft thou bay'di bnve Hv^i 
Here didft thpu fall, «id here thy Hunters fhnd 
Sing'd in thy fpai), and critDfoa'd in thy LHb$, 
O World 1 thou waft the Foreft to tbii H»rt. ^ ' > 
And this indeed, O Wo(ld, the Hart (rfthec • ■• 
How like i Deer, ftrickea by DHsy Ptiiwef* ' - ' ^ 

Dbfttbouhere lyei' - i ; ■. 

Cdf. Mvk^AMfirf i . ■' ■ • " , "; 

Amu Vt^ita-mtt Csim CfffSmti ...,.'." 

The BnoMo of ^:^i:<r flidl fiy tfaii: 
Then, to s Friead, ic is csid Modcfty^ . ' 

Cffl I btame you not :fer pnifmi; Ofif. fot 
But whifcompaSlncvi^you to have with n) 9 
Will you,be prick'd in nuraber of our {rieflds^ 
Or Ihalt ve on ; and not depend on yout 

^t. Therefore I (pokyeurHandtibacwuMdeed '■ '- ' 

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Svay'd frain tbc-Ptoiati' bjrKMkht^daWn on Cdfir. 
Fritndt an I vithh^M Vl> »ni low-flk iHf 
Upon thii 1^^, «hai''yeti^ll(l'«i;flu^ma -f^ifonsi 

Why. and wherein C^r was daugero*. -- s-, . ■ 
Sn». Or ctfe werrthiia'favMBlSpeftatk: 

Our Reafbns ari^ft flilK<»ff03d raf^i<d( -' ' 

That were yfiH^i4ilff^\K ^a^oi^Jiri ■ "■ ■ - ^. 

YouOioMbehmM.- ■'■'■■-■. i I --'.,■'■" 
jint. r\^-^l4m^% ^™v ;-: V ^ ,■■ ■--■ .- 

And am in0reo^^^it6r,'thft t ^ny '■'■■-.• 

Producettlffi^ ^>t< 'MtrlM^lKf, 
-And in (be Pulpit a$ &eccincs tfF^end; - -' 

Speak in tb«^r(fer^fril-Fi]tni^1r ^ 

C4f, Brmtms, a word with yQU' ' . 
You know itot wlfatyoa^drf; d& not cotiftnt - - (jifitt, 
Thic .<to«»7 f^ak in hh'PutKrah 
KnoT you nev nukkthe Ptofit nuiy-b^ mov'd 
By tl)at which he will uH«r t i . - . 

«n». Byyour Pirddifa./ " ■ '• -i ' - 

1 will my ftif iStilW Ralplt firft, . ■'; ■ ■'. ' ■ - ' ** 

And fliew the R^oA'tif dw Ckfm*r DUtbri. <. 
What .^tfwjKhall rpiilc, 1 will f>ratcft 
He tpeaks by l«ve,^ itid by p<rmiffi<lrt{ "' < - ■ 
Andihat weareWifteinttd C^>»ihaU'- ' " i !■ ." 
Hk44ltYKR ftife^t ARriiwftirCereniont«;''t ■ ' '■'■ ' 
It /ball adAM^eittfti't,^ titan ifo' lis wrong. '"^^ ' '^^ 
CV^ Ikoofc'rtskVhitiiiay^fl^ I like it not.,' "■:■'■' 
Bru. Mari^iyiiaohf^ Itrtfr'take yoft C^'» Body*)^ ^ ; < 
Yeu fliall not in yo*r PniienI ^peich bliiha'iH^ ' f"' '■ '-"■ 
Bat l*e4[ all godd yooctn tfe«jfe9f^£«y4r, - </ -"'' * /^^ ^ 
And uy you do't by our Permiffion : ■■■ u .it '■ • 

Elfc you ill ill not have any hand at >!(' * ' - 
About his Fancral. And .yw<diattff»ea^ '■ - -* " ^ 
In the fame Pulpit whie'AEO I inF^oiitg^ - -i*^ 
After my Speech ii «flded>-'-* ' - ■ ^sr. 

Alt. Be it &{ '"Ji^-' ft * '" ■ \ > 

I do dcGre nO«ior«. ' < * , c^ -•,*.■ 

Br». Prepare thr 6ody It^ebi ind-foBaiir us; - {pxtiM, 

Yei. V. . - 6 ■ _ , ,..,MMitt 



1.XSS Julius Ci^r, 

M-iaet Antony. 
jfyi. O pardon me, ihou blecdinppiec* of £artfi| 
Tnil I am msekatid gtntle with th^fc Butthers. 
Thou arc the Ruins of the nobkft Man 
Thit ever liv;d in th? Tide of Times. 
Woe to the Hind ihat ftied thb coftly Biood i 
• Over thy Wound*, now do I prophffie, 
- (Which, likedumbMouths, do ope th irruby Lips, 
To beg the voice and utterance o( my Tongue) 
A Curfe fhall liglit u?''" the Limbs of Men ; 
Domeftick Fury, and (icrce civil Strife, 
Shall cumber all the pjtis of Iialj i 
Blood and Dcftrultion fliiH be lo in uff. 
And dreadful Objeds fo familiar, 
That Mothers (hall but fmil , when they bthoW 
Their Infants quartered wiih th; Hmdsof Wart 
All Pity choak*d withCuflom of f 11 Deeds. 
And Ctfar'i Spirit ringing fcr RevenpCi 
With ^te by his iide, come hot from Hell, 
Shalf-in thefe Confints,- with a Monarch's Voice, 
Cry harock, and let flip the Dogs of War, 
That this foul Deed (hill fmell above the Earth 
With Carrion Men, groining for burial. 

Enter Oftiviui'/ Servant. 
Yoii ferve OBavixx C^far, do you not ? 
Sfr. I do, M»rk,jinth9ny. 
^nt. Cafdr did write for him to come to Some. 
Ser. He did' receive his Letters, and is coming, ^ 

A nd bid roe fay to yoa by word -of Mouth 

O Qcfar! [Aw-g the 9odfl 

Ant. Thy Heart is big, get thee apart and weep ; 
Pillion I lee is catching;, for mme Eyes, 
Seeing ihofi; Beads of Sorrow ftand in thine. 
Begin to water. Is thy Mafter coming? 

Ser. H? lyes to Nigr.t within fcven Leagues of Jfwfee, 
Ant. Foil back with fpccd, and leil him what hathchiinc*'d< 
Htreis a mourning RQme, a dangerous Rvme; 
Ko^ffow* of Safety for OUavius ytti 
Hit hence, andtell htm fo. Yet ftiy a while, ■' 

Thru ihalr rot biclc, 't'll I have born this Coarfe 



Into the- Market-place: There (hall I try, .\,oo>Jk 



la 



Julius Czfir. 11^7 

To my Orstion, how the Veople nke 

The cruel iffue of thefe bloody Men j 

According to the whicb. thou Ihalt difcourfe 

To joun^ Oilaviui of the flate of things. 

Lend me your Hand [Excttnt with CxUfs Btdj.. 

SCENE II. The Forum. 

Enter Brums, tmd gott into the Pulpit ; and Ca(Em, with 
the Plebeians. 
Ptek We will be fatisGed ; let us be fatisfied. 
Bru. Then fallow me, and give me Audience, Friends. 
Cm/^mjj go you into the other Street, 
And part the Numbers: 

Tho/e that will hear me fpeak, let 'em ftay here; 
Thofe that will follow Ca^j, go with him, ; 
And puMick Rcafons Ihall be rendred 
Of C<r4r's Death. 

I Ple^. I will hear ErMm fpeak. 
z PUb. I will hear Ca^tu, and compare their Realens. 
When leveraljy we hear them rendred. i ■ 

\_Exe¥nt CalBus, wiih/ittte «fthe Plebeius. 
3 Pleb» The Noble Bmnts is afcended : Silence. 
BvH. Be Patient 'till the Ial>. 

Romdnt, Country<men, and Lovers, hear me for my 
Caufp, and be lilent, that you may hear. Believe rae for ' 
nine Honour, and have refpe£l to mine Honour, that you 
may believe, Cenfure me in your Wifdom, and awake 
your Senfes, that you may the better judge. If th Jre be 
any in this Aflcmbly, any dear Friend of Ca/iirs, to them 
I fay, That Brtttut love to Ca/ar was no lets than hfs> If 
then, that Friend demind, why Brutus rofe agatnll Csfar^ 
this is myAnfwer: Not that I Iqv'A C&far lefs, bi)t tlut 
I lov'd Rtme more. Had you rather CAfar were livine, 
and dye all Slaves; than that Cafsr were dead, to live ^1 
l^ree^menf As Cayir lov'd me, I weep for himj as he was 
Fortunate, I rejoice at it;. as he was Valianf, I ho/iour 
him ; but as he w^s Ambitious, I flew . hirb. There is 
Tears for, his Love, Joy for his Fortune, Honour for his 
V«Iour, and Death f^r his Anbition, Who is' here fo 
bafe that would be a Bond-man/ If any, fpeak; for him 
O I have 



xiC^ Julius Cx(ar. 

have I offended. Who is here fo rud«, tliit would not be 
a Ramtuii If any. fpeak; for him have I offended. Wha 
is here fovile, that will not love his Countryi Ifany^fpeik; 
for him have I offended. 1 piufe for a Reply -^ 

jiU. None, Brmus. none. 

Bru, Then none have I offended. I have done no more 
to C^JM than you Ihall do to Brmm. The Queftion of 
his Death is inroll'd in the Capitol; hit Glory not (xteou* 
atedt wherein he was wonky; not his Offences enfprc'd, 
for which he fuffered Death. 

Enttr Mark ^ntony with Cxfar'i Btilj. 
Here cotnes his Body, mourn'd by Mark Antonji who 
though he had no hand in his-Deach, fhall receive the Be- 
nefit of his dying, a P^ace in the Commonwealth; as 
which of you fhall not? With this I depart. That as I 
flew my beft Lover for the good of Remcy i have the fame 
Dagger far my felf, when it fhall pleaTe my Country to need 
my Death. 

.M. Live, Brutust live; live. 

z PUk, Bring him with Triumph home unto his Hdufb 

2 Pleb. Give him a Statue with his Ancefton. 
J BUh. Let him be Ctfar. 

4 Tlelf. C</ir's better Pans 
Shall be crown'd in BrntHS. 

I PUb. We'll bring hin to hit Houfe 
With Shouts ard Clamors. 

Brtt. My Countrymen- — — 

z PUb. Peace I Silence ! BrMtm fpeaks. 

I PUb. Peace, Ho I 

Bru. Good Countrymen, let me depart alone. 
And, for my fake, flay here with ^M9nj\ 
J>o grace to O/iir's Corps, and grace his Speech 
Tending to Ctpa't Glories, which Miirk ^i9ttj'. 
By our Permit&op, is allow'd to make. 
I do incriat you. not a Man depart, < 

Save I alone, *tiH jlmoMy have fpoke. C^^* 

. I i'W. Stay, Ho, and let u! fiear ^■•r/t.-^"*?' " ■ , 

3 PUb. Let him go up into the pubtick Cbair. 
We'll hear him: Koble ^rm;r, soup. 

jStu. For Brmmfi fake I ara beholden to you. 



Julius Cafir. li^P 



^PU^. What do:s he fty ofBrMimt 

J Pltk He fa> s, for Brjww's iakc 
He finds himfclf beholden to us ill; 

^Pleh. 'Twere be(l Tpeak no harm of SrWM here. 

I f/e^. This Gr/^ was a Tyrant, 

I PUh, Nay, that's certain; 
Weare gUd that .Sofwf is rid tf him. 
-, » PUb. Peace, let us heir what j^ntcnj can fay. 

-(rfilrf. You gentle Romniu- 

^IL Peace, Ho, let ui hear him. 

jUt. Friends. RomMns, Countrymen, lenct me your Eirs^ 
I come to bury Cufar, not to praile him. 
The Evil that Men dolives afier them. 
The Good is oft interred with the Bones ; • 
So let it be with Gr/ir. The noble Brtum 
Hath told you, Cifar was an^itious; 
If it ware foj it was a~ grievous Fault, 
And gn'evoufly hath'Ct/^ranfwer'd it. 
Here, under leave of Briam, and the refti 
^For Brmtms is an honourable Man, 
So are they all, al] honourable Men^ 
Come I to Ipeak in Cafir's Funeral. ' 

He WIS my Friend, faithful and juu to me; 
But BrutHs fays, He was ambitious. 
And Brutut is an honourable Man. 
He hath brought many Captives home to Rome, 
Whofe Ranfums d>d the general Co£F.rs fill \ 
Did thit in Cdftr Teem ambitious f 
When thic the poor have cry'd, Cdfar hath wept} 
Ambition fliould be made of fterner Stuff: 
Yei Bruttu fays. He was Ambitions, 
And BtMtms it an honourable Man. 
Yeu all did fee. that on the iMftrcdlt 
1 thrice prefented him a Kingly Crown, 
Which he did thrice refufe. Wis this Ambition i 
Yet Sr«M/ fays. He was ambitious, 
And fure he is an honourable Man. 
I fpeak not todifprove what Srjvrw fpo&e. 
But here I am to fpeak what I do know. 
You kll did love him once, not without caufe, , 
■^ ■"■" ~ p } ■■'^■^^^^^^jWhM 



zxyo Julius Carfar. 

what ciufe with-holds you then to mourn for hjin t . 

Judgment! thou art fled to brutifh Beafts, 

And Men hive loft their Reafon Bear with tag. 

My Heiit is in the Cofiin there with C«/ir, 

Ar,d I nnjft paufe 'till it come back to me. 

I EUL Methinks there is much Keafoo in his Sayings. 

If thou confider rightly of the matter, 

Ce/iir has hid great wrong. fills place. 

3 FUi. Hit he, Maftersf I fear there will a worfe come lo 
.4. Pleh. Mark'd yc his words ? He would not take the Crown, 

Therefore 'tis certain, he was not ambitious. 
I Plek if it be found fo, ibme will dear abide it. 
z Pltl>. Poor Soul I his Eyes arc red as Fire with weeping," 
3 PUk There's not a nobler Min in Rtmt than Anfnj^ 
t^PUk Now mark him, he begins again ro fpeak. 
^Kt. But Ytfterday the word of Cafar might . 

H»ve flood againft the World; now lyes he there. 

And none (b poor to do him Reverence. 

OMaftersJ If I were difpos'd to flir 

Your Hearts and Minds to Mutiny and Rage, 

1 Ihoulddo BruiHt wrong, and Cdfjitu wrong; 
Who, you all know, are "honourable Men. 

I will not do them wrong: I rather chufe 

To wrong the Dead, to wrong my ftlf and you. 

Than I will wrong fuch Honourable Men. 

But hrrc'sa Parchmenr, with the Seal ofCe/ir, 

I f mnd it in his Clofer, 'tis his Will, 

Let but the Commons hear this Teftament, 

W!:ich, pardon me, I do not mean to Rearf, 

And they would go and kifs dead Cajir's Wound?, ,-. 

And dip their Napkins in his facrcd Blood; ' ' '"' 

Yea. btg a Hair of him for Memory, 

And dyinp, mention it within thsir Wills, 

Beqvieathirg it as a rich Lecicv ' 

Unto tlvir'ffTue. 

^/-.V^.We'ilbefr the Will, rejdjr, MarKMttKj.. 

^11. TUt Will, the Will; «.e will hear CAjnr'i WiU. 

^«r. Have Patience, gentle Frienc's, T mull not re»d it. 
It IS not m;et you know how. C,£ptr lov'd you. 
You are not Wo^-d, you are not Stones, but Mtn : 



Juhm Oeiaf. 4271 

Aid being Men, hearing the Will of C&piTy 
\t will ir.fl^me you, it Till rpahc you mid; 
•Tis good yoa know not that you ate his Heirs, 
For if you Ihould O whit would come of it \ 

\PUb. Read ihrWilI, we'll hfar if, ^/w/: ' 
You rtiJl read us the Will, ffi/^r'i WilJ. 

jint. Will y, u he Patient? will you ftay a while'? 
I have o er-{h(.t my fdf lo tell yo^i of it. 
I fear I wront; ihe Honourable M;n, 
Whofc Daggers have flabb'd Cafar 1 d"o fear it. 

^PUb. They were Trait r. Honourable MenI 

Jill. Tile Will! the T.ft.mtni! 

2 Pith. Th.y were Vilbins, MllT(^e^efs; the Wilif read 
theWiJU 

Ant, You will compel me ihefi to re.id rhe Will; . 
Then make a Ring about the Co/ps of Ct/ir, 
And let me Ihew you him tiiat njade the Wift. 
Shall I defccndi and willyoii give nie leavtj " 

Ail. Come down. {fit comti down from tie Pftlpii. 

2 PUb. Defctnd. 

3 Pleb. You (hall have leave. 

^Plcb. A Ring, ftard round. ' 

1 Pleb. Stand from the Hcarfe, ftalid ftom the B >dy. 

2 PUb. Room for Antony- — rroft noble Antony ! 
Antt Nay prefs not fo upon me, ftind fit off. 

AIL Stand bjck room bear bjct , 

-Ant. If you have Tears, prepare to flitd thero now. 

You ail do know this Mantle, 1 remember" 
The fiift time ever Cafitr put it on, 
Twas on a Summers Evening in his Tent. 

That Day he overcame the Ne^vH—. 

Lookl in thisplace, ran C'Jjiiti'i D^-ggcr through- . 

See what a Rent the envious Caska made 

Through this, the well btloved Brums fiabb'd. 

And as he pluck'd his curfed Steel away, 

Mark how the Blcod of Cafir folloW'd it— ^ 

As ruHiing out of Doors, to be rtfolvM, 

If Brutus (o unkindly knock'd, or nu. 

For BrmtHi, as you know, was Ce/ir'j Arg??. 

Judge, O you Godsl how dearly C*/ar lov'd hin-f 

O 4 ' r . ■■ A.o*!^ Thij 



iz7«' Julius CxGit. 

This WM the moft unKindeft Cut of all ^ - 

For when the Noble Qt/dr faw him Rtb^ 

In^ratiiudr, more Arong than Traitors Arfld^ 

Quite vanqiiidi'd him) ihenburft his mighty Heatt^ 

And in his Mintlc muffling up bis Face, 

Even at the Bare oi Ptrnpty's Statue, 

Which all the while ran Blood, great C^fdr fell. - 

what a Fall was there, my Countrymec I 
Thtn I, and you, and jU of ui fell down, 
Whilft bloody Treafon fliurilh'd over us. 
0» now you weep, and 1 perceive you feel 
The dint of Pity; theie are gracious drops. 

Kind Souls! what weep yeu, when you but behold 
Our C*f*r\ Vefture wounded \ Look you here^ 
Here is himfelf, roirr'd as you fee with Traitors. 

xPUb. O piteous Spefladcl 

2f/r^.ONobleC</(rI 

3 VUb. O woful Day I 

^PUh. p Traitors, Yijltinsl 

I FUb. O mcft bloody Hght ] 

ifUb. We will be reven|'drR.evfnge: 

Alwut — -feek— — burn fire— —kill— —0ay 1 

Let not a Traitor live. 

Jta. Stay Countrymen. ■ 

\fUb> Peace there, hear the noUe ^/•vy. 

z FUb. We'll hear him, we'll £>lbw him, we'll dye with 

Attt. Good Friends, fweet Friends, let me not flii you 
up 
To fuch a fudden Flood of Mutiny: 
They that have done this Deed, are Honourable) 
What private Griefi they have, alas, I know not, . 
That made them do it; they are wife andh^iourable; 
And will no doubt with R.tafbns anfwcr you. 

1 come nor, Friendi, to Aeal away your Hearts ^ 
I am no Orator, as SravM is ^ 

Bur, as you know me ill. a plain blunt Man, 
That love my Friend, and that they know full well. 
That etve me puUicfc'leav* to Tpcak of him : 
For I \v(t neither NViti noc Wordi* cor Worth, 



Julius Calar. *^75 

Adion nor Uturance, nor tbe Pover'of Speech*. 

To ftir Mens Blood; I only fpcak right on. 

I tell you that, whkh ynu your fLlves do know* 

Shew you fweet Cufifs Wounds, poor, poor dum Mouthf* 

And bid them fp»k for me ; but were I Brmtm, 

And BrutMi AntQtij, there were an Antwj 

Would ruffie up your Spirit!, and put aXorigue 

In every W<>und of Ctftr^ thii fliould move 

The Scones of Rtmt to rife jn4l mutiny. 

^//. We'll mutiny- 

I PUy, We'll burn the Houfr of BrMtms. 

J FUh. Away then, come, feek the Conlpiraters. 

Ant, Yet. hear me. Countrymen, yet hear me Tptak. . 
, AU, Peace ho, hear Amiomj, mod noble Antanj. 

j^, \yhy. Friends, you go to do you know not what. 
Wherein hath C*ftr thtis dtftrv'd your Lovts? 
Alas you know not; I mud tell you then: 
You have forgot the Will 1 ttJd you ofr, 

AU. Moft true .he Will let's ftay and heat the WilL 

Am. Here is the Will, and uoder Ctpo*i Seal. 
To evety RamA* Citizen he gives. 
To every feveral Man, levenry five Drachma's. 

X FUS. Moft noble Oi/at ! we'll revenge his Death. 

J PUh. O Royal U/kr! 

Am. Hear me with Patience. 

AiL Peace hoi 

Am. Moreover, he hath left you ali his Walk*, 
His private Arbors, and new*ptanced Orchards, 
On this fide Ti^er, he hath left them you. 
And to your Heirs for ever ; common Pleafurcs, 
To walk abroad, and recreate your felves. 
Here was a Gijir, when comes fuch anetherf 

1 PUk Never, never; come, away, away; 
We'll burn hii Body in the holy Place, 

And with the Brands fire all the Traiton Houfes. 
Take up the Body. 

2 Pitt. Go fefch Fire. 

; Plei. Pludt down Bencfatt. 

4 Plti. Pluck down Forms, Windows, any thin^. 

[£«f«wr PUbeiini ivitb the BfJy. 



2Z74 Julius Cafar. 

A»t. Now let it woii; Mifcfaief thou art afoor^ 
Take thou whic Courfe thou wi]c. 
How now, Feltovi 

Emiae StrvAiit. 

Ser. Sir, oa«r/«/ is »Iready c«ne to JUame. 

j4ttU Where is he i 

Ser. He and Lefidnt are it (Uptr't Houre. 

^»r. And thither will 1 ftraight, to vifit him; 
He comes upon a wifli. Fortune is meiry. 
And in this Mood will give us any thing. 

Str. I htard b'm Uy, Brums and CiJ^ut 
Are rid, hke Midtnen, through the Gates of j?«im. 

uint. Bdike they had fome notice of the Pt»ple, 
How I bad mov'd them. Bring me to OUaviut. [£x«Mtf. 
SKterC'maiihePcet, mU after him the 9hht\im. 

Cin. I drtamt to Ntght, that I did ftaft with C-t^M-t 
And things unluckily charge my Fantafie; 
I hive no will to Wander forth of DotiiSt ' ■ 
Yet fo^"eihing leads me forth. 

1 Pleb. What is ybuT Name? 

2 puff. Whither are you uoing? - 

3 Pleh, W^iere do you dwellt 

\^Plek Are you a roarritd Man, or aBitchcHor} 

2 Pleh. Anf*er every Man diie^ly. 
I Pliif. Ay, and 6 icfly. 

^PUh. Ay, and wilcly,- 

3 Pish. Ay,' and truly, you were heft-. 

Ox. What is my Name? Whither am I grring? Where 
do 1 dwell? Am I a married Man, or a Batchellor ? Then 
to anfwer svery Man direflly and briefly, wifely and ttuJy ; 
vifelv, I fiy— -I am a Batch^llor. 
- 2 Pith. Thit's as much as to fay, they are Fools that mar- 
ry J you'll bear bk a hang for fhat, I fear: Proteed direflly. 

Cin. Oirefily, I am going to C^fxr'i Funeral. 

I Vieb.- As a Fritnd, or an Emmy? 

C)«. As a Friend. 

z TUb. That matter is anfwered diredly. 

4 PUb. For your DweUrng; briefly. 
C««, B itfly, r d*cll by the Capitol. 

5 Pleb, YtMir Name, Sir, truly. - 



Julius Cae^. **71 

Oit„ Truly my Nwne is Qim. 
iPUh. Tejrhrm to pitces, -:e*s a Confpirawr.' 
Gh. I am Citma the Popt,' I am Gnna the Port. . 
4 Phh. Tear him for his had Verles, tear him for his bad 
' Verfes. 

Cin, I am not Cinna i)\e Cofjfpirator. 
^ Pith, It is no matter, his Name's Citma, pluci(>ut hw 
Kame out of his Heart, and turn him going, 

1^ pub. Tear him, tear him; come brands ho. Firebrands: 
To BrMMS, to Caffius, burn all. Some to Dtfiut's Boufc,. 
And fome to CMsk»\ fome to XJgitriitt: Awiy, go. . 

{Extuut all tke Plefaei^os. 



ACT ly. 5i c EN £ i: 

S C E kE Rome, 

Enttr Antony, Odavius, and LepiJus^ 
-4«.'TpHefe many thea fliall die^ their Kaan are prifilt. 
X Off. Your Brother too mt^ die; coafeni yoot 

Lef. I do conleat. {tepidm t 

OS. Prick him down, jimmf. -, ... 

Lef. Upon Condi|ioii/'W>/(K( Ihall not -live. 
Who is your Sifter's Son, AiarJ^j^tanj, 

Ant. Hel^all nothvcj lopk, with^Spor. IdannhiEii. 
But Lefidm, go you tO| G(pr's Houfc^ . .,■ 
Fetch the Will hither, and we IhaU dctevmitie '. ' 
How to cut o£F foBie C^»rge in L^gicie* 

Lep. What; fliall I 6.nd yva hcK ) ^ 

O^. Or heft, or it the C»pi^J. . i^ii LepidtA 

\^. This is a flight unmeritable M^^ 
Meet to be fent on Errands: Is it fir, 
The three-fdM World divided, he ftiouM flac4 ' 
One of the three to fli are it! 

OSi. So you thought hinr, 
Aad toofe hjs Vsi^e,. wko OiAuId lae prtckttti dk^ 
la our black Sentencft.ud VHoi^riplion., 

jint. Oii4viMi, I have feen more Days than yQiij - . 
And though we lay- thefe HonourS'On thin Man, 

To 



iiy6 Julius Czihr. ^ , 

To cafe our felvet of divers (land'roui Loads. 
He fliall but bear them* as the Afs bears Gold j 
To groan and fweat under the Bufineff, 
Either led or driven, as we print the way. * 

And having brought our Treafure, where we will. 
Then take we down his Load, and turn him off^ 
Like to the empty Afs, to ibake his Ears, 
And graze in Commons. 

OS. You may do your Will,* 
Bn he's a try'd and valiant Soilder. 

Ant. So is my Horlc, 0£{dvi»i, and for that, 
I do appoint him ftore of Provender, 
It is a Creature t^at I teach to fight. 
To wind, to ftop, to run direfily on. 
His 4;orporal Motion, govern'd by my Spirit; 
And in fame tafte, is Jjtfidut but fd; 
He mud be taught, and train'd, and bid go feftli, 
A barren fpirited Fellow, one that feeds 
On Obje^s, Arts, tfad Imitation;. 
Which out of ufe, and flal'd by other Men, 
Begin bis fafhion. Do not talk of him. 
But as t Property. And now, OSI/tviiity 

Liften great things Bmiiu and Ct^t 

Arc levying powers; wemtift ftraightmake Head. 

Therefore let mat Alliance be combin'd. 

Our bed Friends made, and our beft means llretcht OKt 

And let us prefently go fit in Council, 

How covert Mitters may be bcft difttos'd. 

And open Perils fureft anfwcred. 

OH. Let us do fo; for we are at the flake. 
And bay^ about with many Enemies, 
And fbme that fmile have in cheir Hearts, I fear. 
Millions of Mifckicft. ' [£»««/. 

SCENE II.- Before Brutus'/ Tent, in the 
Camp near Sardis. 

Drmm. Emir Brutus, Lucilius, tud S$Uitrs : Tidnias «*</ 
Piadarut mutif^ them, 
Sru, Stand, ho ! 
LiKt Give the word, ho! andflandl 

BrH. 



Julius Cazfar. ^''77 

BrM. V/htt now, LmcitiMsr. hC^ffuuntiti 

Lmc, He is it band, agd Pindamt is come 
To do you Salutation frooirhis Mafter. - , 

Bru. Hegreetimo well. Your Mafter, Pmu^w, 
In his own change, or by ill Officers* 
H)th given me tome worthy caufc to wiih 
Tkinps done, undone; but if he be k buid, 
I fhall be fatisfied. 

Pia. I do not doubt 
fiiit ibac my Hoble Mafter will appeir 
Sud) 35 he IS, full of Regard^ and Honour. 

Sfjv. He is not doubted. A word, Lmnlmi^^ • ■ 
How he receiv'd you, let me be refolv'd. 

Lmc. With courtefie* and with refpcA enough* 
But not with fucb familiar Inftinces, 
Nor with fuch free and friendly Conference, 
As he hath us'd of old. 

Bm. Thou haft defcrib'd 
A hot Friend, cooling ; ever notp, iMciliiUy 
When Love begins to flcken and decay. 
It ufeth an enforced Ceremony. 
There are no Tricks in plain and liinple Faith : 
But hollow Men, tike Horfes hot at hand. 
Make gallant (hew, lod promife of their Mettle, 

...... , L^'WMmtiwiiim, 

Bae when they Ihould endure the bloody Spur, 
They fall their Crel^ and like deceitful jadest 
Sink in the Trial. Comet his Army on { 

Lmc. They mean this Might in SmrtHs to be <iauKt'4i 
The greater parr, the Horfe in general. 
Are come with O^s. 

Eitttr fii^as Mud S0Uieru 

Brat. Haik. heis arnv'dj 
March gently on to meet him. 

Ci/: stand, ho! ., , 

Brm. Stand, ho f fpeak the word along. 

Within. Standi ^ 

Within, Sand! , ., 

WitUm, Stand/ . 



,;cqo.^ic^ 



izyS Julius CzCat. 

Caf. Moft noUe Bh)ther t yon hare done me Wrong.' 

Bru. Judge me, you Godsf ivron^ I mine Eaemies? 
And if not fo, how fliould I «ronga Brother? 

Ctf. SrMtHt, this rober Form of y6urs hides wrbrgs. 
And when you do them— ^** 

Bru. Caffiniy be contenr, 
Spsak your Griefs foftly, I do know you well. 
Before the Eyes of both our Armies here, 
(Whicri ftiould perceive nothing but Lovefrooi US> 
Let us not wrangle. Bid them move' away; 
Then in my Tent C*ffimi enlarge yoar ®rieO, 
And I wil) give yott Audience* 

Bid our Commanders lead their Charges off 
A little from this Ground. 

£r«. Lucilims, do you the likei and let no Man 
Come to our Tent, 'till we hive done our Conference. 
Let Lmcius and Tttinms guard the Door. {B-xtunt* 

Muntnt Brutus iififJ CalTius. 

C*f. That you have wrong'd me, doth appear in this. 
You have condemn'd, and noted Lucius Pella, 
For taking Bribes here of the Sttrdiausi 
Wherein, my Letter graying on his fide. 
Because I knew the Man, was Oighted off. 

:Stfi. You wrong'd your felf to write in fuch a cafe. 

Ci/. In fuch atime as this, it is not meet. 
That every nice Offence (hould beir his Comment. 

Bru. Let me tell you, Cffflits, you your felf 
Are much jconderon'd' to have an itcbing Palm, 
ToTell, and mart ytMrOfficej for Gold 
To Undefervcrs. ■ 

Cafi Ay, an itching Palm ! 
You know that you are Brwwj that' (peaks this, 
Or by the Gods, this Speech-were elfe your lall, 

Br*. Thenamcof Ca^ihonoursthisCorruptiop, 
And Chiftifemcnt-ddth therefore hide his Head. 

Cdf, Chaflifement ! — — 

Brit. Remember March, the Ides of A/arch remtmber; 
Did not ereat Julius bleed for Juftice fate i 
What Villain touth'd his Bcdy, tliat did i\ib, 

r. A.otv^icAnd 



Julius CxQtt. t.i.yf 

And not for Juflice? What, Aiill ofte of Us. 
Thit fliuck the foremoft Man of all this Worlds 
But for lupporting tLobbers (hall we now 
Contaminate our Fingers with b)fe Bribes? 
And fell the, mighty fpace of our large Honours 
For fo much trafli, as may be grafped thus ? 
1 hjd rather be a Dog, and bait the Meoi>> 
Than fuch a Rimtm. 

Otf. BmtMt, bait not me, 
I'D not endure it; you forget your felf. 
To hedge me in, I am a Soldier, T, 
Older in PraSice, aUer than your felf 
To make Conditions. 

Bru. Go to j you are aot Ca$tts. 

CmJI 1 am. 

Bru. I fay, you are not. 

Gif. Urge me no mcM-e, I (hall forget my felf*^ — 
Have mind upon your Health<—Tempi me do farther. 

Brn. Away^ (light Man. 

df. Wt poffiblei- 

BrM. Hear me, for I wilt fpeak, 
Muft I give way. and room to your ralli Cholert 
Shall I be frighted, when a Madman flares?' 

Cdf. O yc Gods! ye God) I mull I endure all this? 

Brm. All this I Ay mere. Fret 'till year proudHcart break, 
€o (hew your Slaves how Cholerick you are. 
And nuke your Boirdmsn tremble.- Mull I budge? 
Muft I ob(erve yout Mufl I (land and crouch 
Under your-teuy Humour? By the Gods 
You (hall digeft ihe venom of your Spleen, ' ■ 

The* it do fplit you. For from this Ehy forth, 
III life you for niy Mirtbt yea for my Laughter. 
When you are walpilh, 

Caf. Is It come tothisji- 

Bru. You (ay. you are a better Soldier; 
Let it appear fo ; make your vaunting trucj 
And it (ha!l pleafe me well. For mine own part; 
I ihall be gUd to learn of Noldemen. 

G*/: You «nwtg me every way— You wrong me, Jr*r«; 
I faid, an Elder Soldier, not a Better. 

" "u. ,. .A.o.wiPid 



xzSo Julius Ca:far. 



Did I fiy better- . . — 

Bru. if you did, I care not. 

Ctf. When Qirar hv'd, he dmft not that have mov'd ne. 

friv.- Peace, peace, you durft not (o faive tempted hiiD* 

C</:idurftn8tI 

Brm. Na 

Ctf. What! durft not tempt him I 

Bru, Pot your Life you durft not. 

Cdf. Do not prefume too much upon my Lovit 
I may do that I fhall be lorry for. 

Btm. You have done that youfhould befbrryfbr. 
There is no Terror, C^m, in your Threats, 
For I am arm'd To flrong in honefty, . 
That tbey paTs by me, at the idle Wind, 
Which I rerped not. E did fend to you 
for certain Sums of Gold^ which you deoy'd me } 
For I can riife no Mony hy vile means. 
By Heav*a, I bad rather coin my Heart, 
And drop my Blotd for Drachma's, than to wring 
From the hard Hinds of Peafints, their vile tnlh 
8y any Indiredion. I did fend 
To you for (Sold to pay my Legions, 
Which youdeny'dme; wis that done likeCii^Mf 
Sheuld I have anfwered Caitts OiJ^s fo{ 
When Aidrcut Brmimt grows fo covetous. 
To lock fuch R.afeal Counters from his Friends, 
Be ready Gods with all your Thunder-bolts, 
DaO) him to pieces. 

Ctf. I deny'd you not* 

Bru, You did. 

C4f. I did nu He was but a Fool 

That brought my anfver back— £rwau httb riT'd my Hart^ 
A Friend fhould bear a Friend's InBrmitjei, 
But BrtUMt makes niine greater than they are< 

Bru. I do not 'till you praftife them on me, 

C*f. You love me nor. 

Bru, I do not like your Faults. 

C*f. A friendly Eye could never fee fuch Ftults, 

Brm. A Flatterer's would oo^ tbo' tbey do appear 
As huge IS high Oljmfm, 



Julius Cafar, iiSi 

Oif, Come, Aittnjt and young O^dvimi come* 
Revenge your felvei alone oa Ca^^s, 
For Ca0Mj is a weary of ihe World ; 
Hated by one he loves, bnv'd by his Brother, 
CheckM like a Bonctman, all his Fiulci ohrerv*d. 
Set in a Note- Book, learn *d, and conn'd by rote. 
To caft into my Teeth. O I could weep 
My Spirit from mine Eyts I There j& oiy D<igger, 
And here my naked Breaft.— -^ — Within, ■ Heart 
Dearer than Plfiie's Mine, richer than GoId{ 
If that thou bcefi a Ramsm nke it forth. 
I that deny'd thee Gold, will give my Heart; 
Strike » thou didft at Cdfiry for I know. 
When tho-j didll hate him worfi, that lov*dft hidibetttr 
Tbio ever thou lov'dft Ca^. 

Sru. Shfith your Diggtr; 
Be angry when you will, it Ihall have fcopei ^ 

Do what you will, DiHionour HisU be Huioour. 
O, Cm^s, you are yoaked with i Lamb, 
That carfies Anger as the Fli.it bears Fire, 
Who much ioforced, (hews a bafty fpirkf 
And flraight is cnid again. 

df. Hath C4^ livy 
To be but Mirth and Laughter to hit Srmms, 
When Gnef-and Blood ill-temper'd vexeth him! 

£rm. When I fpoke that, I was iH-tcmper'd too. 

Ctfi Do you confcfs fo much i ® ive me your hand. 

Brti. And my Heart too. [EmhrMin^, 

^Csf, O Brmtutl 

Bru. Whai'j themitter? 

Ctf. Have not you teve enough to bear with me. 
When that ralh Humour which my Mothergavenc 
Makes me for^rfulf 
- 8rm. Yes, Cdffmt, and f'om henceforth 
When you are over-earneft with your BrutHt^ 
He'll think your Mother chidts, and leave yoi) fo. 
£j*ftf LuciMus md Titinius, and a Ptet. 

f§it. Lf t OM go in to fee the Generals, 
There ii Tome grudge between 'ciq, Yis not o»et 
They be atone. 



tx8 2. Julius CxCir, 

Luc. You (hall Dot come to them. 

Poet. Nothing but Death ihall flay me. 

Caf. How now? What's the tDitter? 

Patt. For (hiiQe you Generalsj what do you mean ? 
Love, and be Friends, as two fuch Men fliould be. 
For I have feen mote Yeits I'm fure than ye. 

Caf.. Ha, ha— how vilely doth this Cynick rhime I 

Srm. Get you hence. Sirrah; Hwcy Fellow, hetice. 

Cr/7 Bear with him, Brmui, 'tis bis falhion. 

Bru, I'll know his Humour, when he knows his Time; 
What fhould the Wars do with thefe jigging Fools? 
Companion, hence. 

Caf, Avty, away, be gone. [£*»* Pttt, 

Btm. IjKiliu) and Titinmtf bid ilie Commaadets 
Fjq)are to lodge their Companies to Night. , . 

Caf. And come your felves, and bring MeffiaU with you 
Immediately to us. \Exewtt Lucilius and Titiniw. 

BrH. LmiHt, a Bowl of Wine. 

Caf I did not think you could have been io angry. 

'Brm. O GtffsMs, I am lick of many Griefs. 

Caf Of your Philofophy you make no ufe. 
If yoiTgive place to accidental Evils. 

SrK. No Man bears Sorrow better— ~—i'«rti>« is drad. 

ay: Ha J ^m« i 

Brti. She is dead. 

Caf How fcap'd I killing, when I croft you £)i 
O infupportable and touching Lofs! 
Upon what Sicknefs? 

Brit. Impatient of my abfence ; 
And Grief, that young OSaviiu with Mark^Ant$Mjf 
Have made themfelves fo flrong: For with her Dieath 
That tydings came. With this Ihe fell di(lrad» 
And (her Attendants abfcnt) fwallow'd Fire. 

Caf. Anddy'dfo/ 

Bru. Even fo. 

Caf O ye imawrtal 6odsI 

£mtr Bvf with Whu and Tuftru . 

Bru. Speak no more of her: Give me a Bowl of Wjue* 
Id thill bury all uokiodaef^ Cf^. ' ""' [Drink*' 



Julius, Cxfir. iiSj 



Qtf. My Heart Ji thirfty for that noble Pledge, 
FilU LMciHSt "lill the Wine o'er-Jwel! rhe Cup; 
I cannot drink too, much of Bmiu/s Love. 
Enter Titinius. snd MefTala. 
Bru. Come in, Titinmi ; welcome, good MifftU' 
Mow (it we clofe about this Taper herv 
And call in queftioo our Necellities. 
C*f, Ptrtis! art thou gone! 
Bru. No more, I pray you. 
Meffala, I have here received Letters, 
That young OSaviuSy and M^rk^j^ntonyi 
Come down upon us with a mighty Power, 
Bending thcic kxpedition toward PhUippi. 

Mtf. My felf have Letters of the relf-fame tenure. ' 
Bru> With what Addition % 
Mtf.'X\x\t by Profcription, and Bills of Outlawry, 
034vi»i, ^itltnj, and Ltpidus, 
Have put to Death in hundred Senators. 
Bru. Therein our Letters do not well agree ; 
. Mine fpeak of fcventy Senators, that'dy'd" 
By their Profcriptions, Octro being one. 
Cdf, Cietra one?- 

Mef.Octro lidead; and by that Order of Prorcription,' 
Had you your Letters from your Wife, my Lord \ 
Bru. No, MtJfiU. 

Mtf. Nor nothing in your Letters writ of her? 
Bru. Nothing Mt^AU, 
Mtf. That, methinkiii is ftrange. 
£r«.Why ask y ou ? hf ar you ought of her, io yours { 
Mif, No, my Lord. 

Bru. Now, as you are a SomMiy tell me true. 
Mtf. Then like a Romaa, bear the Truth I tell> 
For certain the is dead, and by ftrange manner. 

£r«. Why, farewel, Portia'—wmu^ die, MtffdU, 
With meduating that (he muft die once, 
I have the patience to endure it now. 

Mtf. £ven To great Men, great Lofles (hould endure. 
^f. I have as much of thii in Art as you. 
But yet my Nature could not bear it fo. 

P » Brm. 



It 8 4 Julius Cx(ar. 

Br». Well, to our Work alive. What do jroa thiidc 
Of marching to PhiUppi prefeiidy. 

Caf. 1 do not think it ^obd. 

Bru. Your Rcafon^ 

Caf. This it ia^ , 
Til better that ih: Enemy feek us 
So Ihill he Wafle his mans w^ary hU Soldiers 
Doing himrdf offence, whilll wc lying fiill, 
I Are fiill of reft, dtftncc and nimbJencfs. 

Srn. Good Reafom mufl: of force give place to better. 
The People 'twixt PhiUppi. and this Ground, 
Do fland but in i forc'd AfFedion; 
For they have grudg'd us Contribution. 
The Enemy, marching along by thtin> 
By them (ball mike a fuller number up* 
Come on refrefht, new added, and. encourag*d ; 
From which Advantage (hall we cut bim off. 
If It PhiUppi wc do fjce him there* 
Thtfe People at our back, 

Oif. Hear' me, gopd Brothel ■ ■ ■ 

Bru. Under your Pardon. You rouft note befid«i 
That we have tiy'd the utndft of our Friends ^ 
Our Legions are brim full, our Caufe is ripe. 
The Enemy cncrejfcth every Day, 
We at the height, are ready to decline. 
There is a Tide in the Affairs of Men, 
Which taken at the Flood, leads on to Fortune; 
Omitted, all the Voyage of their Lifr> 
Is bound in Shallow!, and in Miferies. 
On fuch a full .Sea, are we now a-float. 
And we muft take the Current when it ferveSf 
Or lofe our Vinturcs, 

C*f. Thin with your will go on; we will along 
Our felves, and meet them at Philip. 

Bru. The deep of Night is crept upon our T Ik, 
And Nature mult obey NecelEty, 
Wbida «e will niggard with i little Refl i 
There is no more to fay. 

Csf, No more; good Night y 
Sttly CO Morrow we wjjl i^fe, and heice. 



Julius Cz&r. 1185 

,. Ewter Lucius. j ■ 

Skh. tuctMtf my Gown ; firEwd, good MeftUt^ ■ 
©ood Nighr, Titimius: NoM^ Noble Caffiut^ 
Good Nifihr, jnd.good R.cpofe. 

Cdjl O my dear Brother I 
Thii w^ in tU beginning of ihe Nighr, 
Never came fuch DiviGon 'tween our Spul^; 
Let it nor, Brmus. 

E«l<r Lucius with the Gown. 
■ Bru. ^very thing is well. 

Cdf. Good Night, my Lord. 

Brm. €ood Night, good Brother. 

Tit. Mtfit. Good Night. Lord Brutus! 
. Srjv. Fjrcwel, everyone. \_^euMt, 

Give me the Gown. Where is thy Ihftrument f 

£mc. Here in the Tent. 

Bru. What, thou fpeakeft drowfily? 
PoorKnive, Iblimethee nor, thou arto'er-wacch'd. 
Call QtUfdius, and fbme oth:r of my Men, 
I'll htve tbcm lleep on Culhions in my Tent, 

hmc flirro and Ciaudiut, 

Enter Varro and CUudius. 

rar. Calls my Lord? 

Bru. I pray you, Sirs, lye in my Tenr, and fleep. 
It may be, [ Ihall raife yru hy and by. 
On Bufinefs to my Brother Cijftus. 

y^r. So pleafeyoi', we wilUUnd, and Watch your Pleafure. 

Bth. J will not hive it Co; lye down, good Sirs, 
It may be I Qiall otherwife bethink oic. 
Look Ijueiust here's the Book ( fought fur io ; 
I put it in th« Pocket of my Gown. 

Luc. I was fure your Lordfhip did not give it me. 

Bru. Bear with me, good Boy, I affi much forget^]. 
Canft thou hold up thy heavy Eyes a while. 
And touch thy Inftrument. a ftrain or two ? 

LiK. Ay, my Lord, an't pleife you. 

Bru. It does, my Boy, 
I trouble thee too much, but tbou ait wilting. 
~ Imc. It is my Duty, Sir.' 

Bnt, I Ihould not urge thy Duty ptfi thy Might, 

.. ' • ■ P 3 r', A.OO'^IC I 



2i8(5 JuUus Cz&r. 

1 know yoDng Bloods look for t time o( Reft* 
Luc. I hive flept, my Lord, ilrudy. 
Bm. It Wis well done, ind thou ihiU ifl«P ftgain; 
I will not bold thee long. If I do live, 
, I will be good to tbee. 

This is a fleepy Tunc O murderous flumbcr I 

Lay'ft thou thy Leaden Mice upon my Boy, 
Thit plays thee Mufick? Gentle Knave, good Kighr, 
I wilt noc do thee fo much wrong to wtke thee. 
IF thou doft nod» thou break'ft thy Inflrument. 
I'll take it from thee, and, good Boy, good Night. 
Let me fee, let me fee! is not the Leaf tuio'd down 
Where i left reading^ Here it is, I think. 

[ilejtti dnint tt rt4d. 
Enter the Gbofi efCxiit. 
How ill this Taper burns 1 Ha! Who comes here? 
I think it is the weaknefi of mine Eyes, 
That (hapcs this monftrous Apparition. 
It com:s upon me ; Art ihou any thing i 
Alt thou fomeGodi fome Angel, cr £ome Dtvil, 
That mak'A my Biood cold, and my Hair to flare f 
Speik me to, what thou art? 
Ghefi. Tby evil Spirit, Brutms. 
Sru. Why com'ft thou? 
Gbofi. To tell thee thou ftialt fee me at Philipfi. 

Sru. Well then I fliall fee tbee again-^ 

Chofi. Ay, at Philippic [Exit Ghefi* 

Stm. Why, I will fee thee at Philifpi then; 
Now I have taken heart, thou vaniftieft, 
III Spirit; I would hold more talk with thee. 
Boyl Lucifis ! PUrre ! Clmdim .' Sirs! awike! 
Claudius ! 

Lmc. The ftrings, my Lord, are falfe. 
Bru. He thinks be is ftill at his Inftrument. 
iMCfms ! awake. 

Lmc. My Lord! — • — 

Brm. Didft thou dreim, Ltuimif that thou So Cfitdft 
out? ' 

LiK, My Lord, I ilo not know that I did ay. 



Julius Cxfar. 1187 



Sru. Yes, that thou didft; didfr thou fee any thing? 

Lhc, Nothing, my Lord. 

Bru. Sleep again, £»f/»Jj ^'uxah, ClimdiHt, Fellow I 
Thou ! awake. 

yar. My Lord.' 

CUh. My Lord! , 

'Bru. Why did you fo cry out, Sirs, in your fleep f 

Both. Did wc, my Lord? 

BrH. Ay, Taw you any thing. 

^«r. No, my Lord, I faw nothing, 

Clau. Nor I* my Lord{ 

Shv. <So, and commend me to my Brother Ci^w; 
Bid him fet on hit Powers betimes before. 
And ve will follow. 

Beth. It fliaU be done, my Lord. [ExtMut. 



ACT V. SCENE I. 

SCENE the Fields o/.Phiiippii -ui/V/f the fwo 
Camps. 

Enter O&nriuJ, Aftiony, Md their Army. 
OSa. XT O W, Aiteiijt-6mr hopes are anfwcred, 

i]\| You faid |fce'Enemy would not come down, 
But keep ibe Mills and upper Regions; 
It proves not fo ; their Battels are at hand> 
-They mean to warn us at Philiffi here, 
Anfwering before we do demand of them. 

.Ant. Tut I am in th«i( Bofomi, and I know 
Wherefore they do it; they could be content 
To viiit other PlKes, and come down 
With fearful bravery; thinking by this Fate 
To fatten in our thoughts that they have Courage. 
But 'tis not fo. 

Enttr M Mefftngir. 
Mtf. Prepare you Generals, 
The Enemy coain on'in gallant fhew ; 



11 SS Julius Cxftfr. 

Their bloody Sigo of Bmelii hung out, - 
And fomethiog to be done immediately. 

jXhi. 0£i4vi»it lead your Battel Coftly 00 
Upon the left Hand of the evtrn Ficrd. 

OSa. Upon the right Hind I, keep ih*u the left. 

Ant. Why do.you crcfs mc in ths tx'gmt? 

03a. I do not ctofs you; but I will do fa. \_M*rch, 
prnm. Enter Brutus, Ciffius, andiheir Army- 
, Bru, Thry fland. and would have Parley. 
' Ctf. Stand fift, Titimiust wt muft out ind talk. 

Oaa. Atdrk.Anter.-f, (hall we give fign of Battel? 

Ant. No, Cufar, we will anfwer on their Charge. 
Make forth, the Genetals would have fome Woids. 

03it. Stir not until the Signal. 

Mrm. Words before Blows: is it fo. Countrymcnl 

08m. Not that we love Words better, at you do. 

BrM. Gwid Words are better than bad Str(Jits, OSwi*/. 

Ant, In your bad StroItEf, Brtiims, yon give goodWordi. 
Witnefs the hole you made in Cdfar's Hetrt, . 
Crying, Long live, hail Cttfdr. 

Caf. Amtoi^, 
The pofture of your Blows arc yet u(ilnown ; 
But for your Word;, they lob tBc X^ Bees, 
And leave them Honey-lcf>. 

Ant. Not ftringlefs too. * 

Bru, O yei, and foundtcfs too ^ 
For you have ftoln their buzring, Amonj^ 
And very wifely threat before you fting. 

Ant. Villains] you did not f <, when your vile Daggers 
Hack*d one another in the fides of Cdfdr. 
You (bew'd your Teeth like Apes, and &wn'd like Hound^ 
And bow'd like Bond-men, kiffing Ce/Sr'i Fe«i 
Whilft damned Cdtkfi, likeaCur, behind 
Struck Ctfar on the Neck. O you FUtt«rtrs I 

Caf. Flatterers] Now Brmm thank your Iclfj, 
This Tongue had not offended fo" to day, 
IfCdptu might have ruFd. 

OSm. Come, coac, th& Catife, If a^uing make us f«eat. 
The proof of it will turn to redder Drops^ ' * ' ' 

Behold, I draw a Swoid asainft Confinntors. 

'^ , Whc« 



Julius Cxftr. Ii8j 

When think you that the Sword'^oes up agiin! 
Never 'till Ctjitr'% three ind thiity Wounds 
Be well avengd; or til] arori-er Ctpir 
Mavc added Sliujhter to the Sword of Traitors. 

Brn. C^fMTt ihou canft not dye by Tiaitors H^ndj, 
Ufilefs thuu bringft ihem with thee. 

OS. So I hope ; 
I was not born to dye oti BrHitti Sword. 

Brm. O if ihou wert the nobleft of riiy ftrain. 
Young Man, thou couldft net dye iDt>rc Honouratijp. 

Cdf. A peevilh School-boy, wortbltf, of fiich Honour, 
Join'd with a Ma&ker and a Reveller. 
Ant. Old C^Jfrni ftill. ■ 
■OU. Comet jinitmy, away; 
Defiance, Traitors, hurl we in your .Te£tb, 
If you dare (ighc' to iiy, come to the Field. 
If not, when you have Stomachs. 

[_Exit Oi^avius, Antony, Md Arntf. 
. Qtf. Why now blow Wind, fwell Billow, and fwim Bark t 
The Storm is up. and ill is on the Hazard. 
Bm. Ho, intfifiiw,—- hark a word with you. 

[Lucilius and MelTJa fiand fmh. 
Lmc. My Lord. [Brutus^Mij apart tt Lucilius. 

CAf. Meftla. 

Mtf. Wha fays my GeneraU 

df. MeJfaUj this is my Birth-Day; as this very Day 
Was Ca$mt born. Give me thy Hind, Mtfatai 
He thou my Witnefs, that a^ainfl niy will. 
As Pomfej wa<, am I compell'd lo fet 
Upon one Battel all our Liberties. 
You know that I held Eficmrus ftrong, 
Afld his Opinion^ now I change piy Mihrf, 
And partly credit thinjis that do prefage. 
Coming from SdrdiSt on our foremoft Entiisn, 
Two mighty Eagles fdi, and there they pearch'd. 
Gorging and feeding from our Soldiers Hands, ^ 
Who to Philippi here conforted us : 
Thif Mornine are they fled awty, and gone, 
JUk) in their ueads, do Ravens, Crows and Kites, 
Fly o'er our Heads, uid downward look on ui ' 

,. , „ . I .nnoiiAS 



2,i5>o Julius Cx(ar. 

As we were (ickly Prey; their (hidows feem 

A Canopy mott fatal, under vhtch 

Our Army lies, ready to give up the Gboft. 

Mef. Believe not fo, 

Caf. I but believe ic partly ; 
For I am frelh of Spirit, wd refolv'd 
To meet all Peril, very conftantly. 

J3r«. Even fo, LuciHt, 

Cafi Now moft Koble Brutut^ 
The Gods to Day (land friendly; that we i4ay 
Lovers in Peace, lead on our Days to Age. '' 
But lincc the Affairs of Men reft ftill incertain. 
Let's reafon with the worft that may bcfalb 
If we do lofe this Battel, then ii this 
The very laft time we (hall fpeak together^ ''\ ' 
^What are you then detfrmined to dot 

Brm. Even by the rule of that PhilofopHj^ ■ 
By which I did blame Cato^ for the Death ' 
Which he did give himfelf, I know not how; 
But I do find it cowardly, and vile, 
For fear of what might fall) ^o to prevent.. 
The time of Life, armjftg my felfwit^ Patience. 
To (lay the Providence of fame high P6#ers> 
That Rc(vern us below. 

O/i'Then if we lofe this Battel, 
You'jre contented to be led in triumph, 
Thrbygh the Streets of Rome, 

Brif. No, C*ffms,ao \ think nor, thoii iioUi RomdUf 
That ever Brutm will go bound ta'Set^'e^ J\ 
He bears too great a Mind; |'But this (ame Day 
Muft end that Work, the Ides of March begun. 
And whether we (hall meet again, I know not ; 
Therefore our cverlafting farewel take; 
For ever, and for ever, farewel, Caffius; 
If we do meet again,' why, we (hall fmilc, 
]f nor, why thtn, this parting was well made.' 

Cttf. For ever, and for ever, farewel. Brums', 
If we domect again, we'll finite indeed; 
If not, 'tis true, this parting was well made. 



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BrM. Why thtn lead on. O ih»t a Mm might kndv 
The end of this Day's Budnefs, e'er it comej 
But it iufficetb, thit the Day will end, 
And then the end is known. Come ho, iway. [Extmif. 
Alarum. Enter Brutus and Mtffala. 

BrM. Ride, ride, MeffMa^ ride and give thtfe Bills 
Unto the Legions, on the otherlide, [,L«i*d Alarum, 

Let them fct on at once; (or I perceive 
But cold demeanor in OSavit's Wing; 
And fudden pufh gives them the overthrow. 
Ride, ride, Mtffala, let them all come down. Exemu 

AlarMms. Enter CalBus and Titinius. 

Caf. O look, Tuiniut^ look, the VilUint fly I 
My Telf have to mine own turn'd Enemy ; 
This EnGgn here of mine was turning back, 
I Qew the Coward, and did take it from him. 

Tit. O CaJJfMs. Brutus give the word too early, 
Who hiving fome advantage on 0£iaviut 
Took it too eagerly; bis Soldiers fell to IpoJl, 
Whilfl we by Amonj are all inclos'd. 
Enttr Pindtrus. 

find. Fly further off my Lord, fly further off, 
Atari^ Antony is in your Tents, my Lord j 
Fly therefore. Noble Caj^s, fly far off, 

Caf, This Hill is far cnpu^. Look, look, Titmiust 
Are thofe my Tents where r perceive the Fire i 

Tit. Tficy are, my Lord. 

Caf, Titinius, if thou loveft me. 
Mount thou my Hoife, and hide thy Spurs in him. 
Till he have brought thee op to yonder TroMW, 
And here again, that I may reft allur'd. 
Whether yond Troops are Friend or Enemy, 

Tit. I wi|I be here again, even with a thought. [Exit. 

Caf, So, Pindarut, get tbiiher on that HiU, 
My Hght wi^ ever tbiclf ; regard Titinius, 
And tell ne whit thou nofft about the Vi^. 
This Day I breathed flrft, time is come roaird. 
And where I did b^in, there AtlJ I end. 
My Life is lun his Compafs. Sirrah, wlnt Ncwsi 



£2.91 Julius Czfar. 



PimK shove. Of my Lord I 
C/: Whu News? 

P^. Tuimm is eaclofed rooad about 
With Horfemen, thiftmake to him on th^ Spur, 
Yet he fpurs on. Now tbey ue atmoft on him ; 

Now7i/M*iw/ Now fdmc Light O h; lighti too 

He's u '<!)* — — — [ShtMt. 

And-.tiark, they Ihout for Joy. 

(idf. Came down. beh3ld no niore;^ 
O Coward that I am* to live io Icm^, 
To fee aiy beft Friend ta'en before my Fa«jS I 

EMer Pifldarus. '• 
Come hither Sirrah; in Parthis 6ii I taH'^^e Prifoner, 
And then I fworcthee, faving of thy Ljfcf 
That wnatfoever I did bid ttiee d(^ .' ' 
Thou (Iwuidft attempt ir. Comenov, fceep thine Oath* 
Now be a Freeman, and with tuis ^ood.$,«rord 
That ran through CV/ar's Bowels fearcti this Bofom. 
Stand not te anfwer; here, take thou the HUt<j 
And when my Face is cover*d. at 'tis no«f>- 
Guide thou the Sword — i^Ct^sr thotf aii'reveng'd. 
Even with the Sword thacitiird/^f'.. [Kiils bimfilf. 

Pirn. So, I am £ree, yet wotdd riot^ & have been, 
Durft I have done my Wilt. O Gti^usi 
Far from this Country PintUrms (halt ru", 
Where never RemMt ihall take Note of him. [Exit, 

■ Enttr Titiniuj. MtdHtStiA- 

Mtf. It is but change, Tuiiniu\ iot ^Bi$vtMs 
Is overthrown by Noble Brfftut Pot/ef,- ' 
As CmJJihs Legions are by jtatoiy. 

Tit. Thefe Tidings will well comfsrt C^s. 

Mtf, Where did you leave himi 

Tu. All difconfolate. 
With Pindarus his Bondman, on this Hill. 

Mtf. Is not that hetbac Jyes upon the Ground? 

Ttt. He lyes not like the Livii^. O my Heart! 

Mtf* Is not that he! 

Tit. No, this was hr, MeffslM, 
ButCi^f is no more. O fettjns Sun! 
As in thy red Rays thou doll linK to Night, 

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Julius Cscfar. lipj 

So tfl his red Blood Ofmt Day is Tet; 

The Son of Romt is fet. Our Diy is gor.Cf 

Oouds, Dews, and Dangers come; our Deeds are donej 

MiAruft of n.y Succefs hitb done this Deed. 

Mtf. Miftruft of good Succefs hith done tbisDeed. 
O hiteful Error, Melancholy's Child I 
Why doft thou ftiew to ihe apt thoughts of Men, 
The things that a e nott O Error foon cvnceiv'd. 
Thou never com'ft unto a happy Birth, 
But kiirft the Moiher that engendrcd thee. 

Tit.VfhiiPtHdarMt r Where tmhau, Pindar tuf 

Mif. Setk him, TitintHS, whijft I go to meet 
The Noble Smrw, thrufting this report 
ln[0 bis Ears} I may fay, thrufting it; 
For piercing Steel, and Darts invenomed 
Shall be as welcome to the Ears of Brutui, 
As tydings of this fighr. 

Tft. Hye you, Mef^a, 
And I will (eek for Prndarmi the while.' 
Why didft thou fend me forth, brave O^mst 
Did 1 not meet thy Fri(;nds, and did not they 
Put on my Brows this wreath of Vidory» 
And bid me give it thee? Didft ihou not hear their Shouts? 
AJai, thou hill mifconftrued every things 
But hold thee, take this Garland on thy Brow. 
Thy Brmui bid me give it thte, and I 
Will do his bidding. Sr»t0s come apace. 
And fee how I regarded Cmiu CaJJiMt. 

By your leave, Gods This is a Semajt^s part, 

[Staht himfilf. 
Come O^j Sword, and find Titinins Heart. \Pw, 

jiUntm. Enter Brutus, MelTali, young Caco, Scrato* 
Volunini'js, *nd Luciiius. ' 

Brm. Where, where, Ait^nU^ doth {lis Body lye{ 

Mtf. Lo yonder, 'and Tttinim mourning it. 

^rm. Titiniui Face is upward. 

Cato, He is fiain. 

Brm, O jHlims CUfir, ^hou art mighty ytt. 
Thy Spirit walks abroad, and turns our Swords 
1b our own prop«r E'^triils. \_Lnp jdUmms. 

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Cuo, Brave T^itmim! 
Look where he hive not crown*d dead Calms'* 

Brtt. Are yet two Remans living fuch as thefei 
Thou Uft of all the Rtmaut, 'fare thte well : 
It is impolfible that ever Rome 
^hould breed tliy Fallow. Friends, I owe more Tears 
To this dcMtMan, thanyoufhall fecme pay. 

I Ihall find tifne, Cti0tu, I Ihill find time 

Come therefore, and to Thar/ki fend bis Body, 

His Funerals Qiall not be in our Camp, 

Left it diicomfort us. LuciliHt come. 

And come, young duo, let us to the Field, 

Lahit and Flxviit/, (et our Battels on; 

*Tis three a Clocb, and, Romans, ytt e'er Kig^t, 

We (hall try Fortune in a fecond fight. {Exetua. 

jiUrMm, Enter Brutus, MclTali, Cato, Lociliusj Mud 
Flavius. 

Sth, Yet Countrymen, O yet, held up your Heads. 

Cdto. Whit Biftard doth not? who will go with me! 
I will procliim my N^me about the Field.. 
I am the Son of Marcm Cato, ho ! 
A Foe to Tyrants, aod my Country's Frieod. 
I am the Son of Marcus Catt, ho. 

Enter StUUers and figbt. 

Brit. And I am Brutut, Adarctu Brmuty 1 
Brittms my Country's Friend ^ know me for Brutitii 

Lmc. O young and noble Cato, art thou down i 
Why now thou dieft as bravely as Titlnim^ ■■ 
A'dmiy'ft be honout'd being Gtfe's Son. . 

Sold. Yield, or thou dieft; 

L»c. Only I yield tO die J 
There is fo much, that thou wilt kill me^iight; 
Kill Brutus, and be honour'd in his Death;' 

Sold. We muft not ; a Noble Pri^npr. 
Enter Antony, 

z Sold. Room ho I tell Autonji Brutus is ta'eo; . 

I Sold. Ill tell theeNews,herccomesthe@eDenIi 
Brums is ta'en, Brmus is ti'eo, my Lord; 

^nt. Where is he{ 

iMc. Safe ^ntonj, Brutuj is [i& enough.' 

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I dareilTure thee* thu no Enemy 
Shall ever take alive [he Noble Briaut : 
The Gods defend him from To great a Ihame, 
~ When you do find bin or alivci or dead, 
He will be found like BrmtfUt like himfelf. 

j4nt. This is not Brntm, Frjendi buc laflureyouj 
A prize no lefs'in worth; keep this Min fafe. 
Give him all kindnefs, I had rather have 
Such Men my Friends, than Enemies. Goon, 
And fee where Brutms be alive or dead» 
And bring us word ;into OBavittt Tent, 
How every thing is chanc'd. [ExeHiit, 

Enttr Brutus, Dardaniuj, Clitus, Strato, /wd Volumnius. 

Bru. Comf, poor remains of Friends, reft on this Rock. 

Cli. SutiUitu ftiew'd the Torch-light, but, my Lord, 
He came not back, he is, or ta'en, or flain. 

Srn, Sit thee down, Clitus; (laying is fhe word. 
It is 1 deed in fafliion. Hatk thee, Clitut — ^—[Whifferimti 

Qu What r, my Lord ? No, not for all the World. 

Bru. Peace then, no words. 

CU. I'll rather kill my k\f. 

Snt. Hark thee, DarlMius! 

Ditr. Shalt I do fuch a Deed ! 

Cli. O DdrJamiut 

Dor. O CUIUS : 

Cli. What ill requeft did Brutus mike to thee i 

Dar. Torltiil him, Clitus; look he meditates. 

Cli. Now is that Noble Veffel full of Grief. 
That if riuis over even at his Eyes. 

Bru. Come hither, good Falumnius, lift a word. 

yol. What fiys njy Lord f 

Srji. Why this, VolumeiHs ; 
The Choft of Ctjkr hath appeai'd to «ie 
Two feveral times by Night ; at SardiSy once,* 
And this laft Night, here in Philippi-Fiilds. 
I know my hour is come. 
' Vol. Not io, my Lord. 

Bru. Nay, I am fure it i^ f^olumniuj. 
Thou feeft the World, f^oUtmmMSt how it fiOCf; 
Om Eaemies have bne us to the Pit : jUv Alarum. 



119^ Julius CEfar. 

It is more worthy, to leap m our fclves. 

Than tarry 'till they pulh us. Good yiilumnius, 

■Thou kdowcft (hit we two went to School together; 

feven for rhit, oiir love of old, 1 prethce 

Hold thou my. Swdiid's Hilt, while 1 run on ir. 

y»i> That's not ST office for a Friend, ray Lord. 

[j^UrmmftiU. 

CU. Fly, fly, my Lord, there is no tirrying here. 

Brm. Firewel to you,' and you, ir.d you, ^vhmniiu. 
Strata, thou haft tfeen all this while afleep; 
Farcwel to thee, to StrM«, Countrymen; 
My Heiit doth Joy, thit yet in all my Life, 
I found no Man, but he was (rue to me. 
I flial! have Glny by this lofirip Day, 
More tfajn OSlnviits and Mdrk Antaty, 
By this vile Conqueft ftiill attain unto. 
So fare you well at once, for Brmm Tongue 
Hath almoft e:ided his Life's Hidory. • 

Night har^gs upon mine Eyes, my B mti would refl, 
Thit hive but labour'd, to attain this Hour. 

\^^laritm. Crj wiihittf Flj^ Pjifj- 

Oi, Fly, my Lord, fly 

BrM. Hence; I will follow; 
I prethce, Sirstt, (lay thou by thy Lord, 
Thou art a FlUow of a good refptd; 
Thy Life baih had Tome foiatch of Honour in it. 
Hold then my Sword, and turn away thy Face, 
While I do run upon it. Wilt thou. Strata f 

SirM. Give me your Hand 6rft. Fire you well, my Lord. 

Srth Varewel, good SirMa - Cdfar, now be ftui, 
I bird not thee with half fa good a Will. 

{_He rmtu tm his Suf§rd smi Jut, 
^Urttm, Rnruu Etaer Antory, Odavius. Melfah, Loci- 
lius^ dnd the Armj, 

Oa*. What Man is that t 

Mejl My Mifter't Man. StrMt, where is thy M^er{ 

Stra. Free from the Bondage you ire in, M^ndsi 
The Canqueron can but make a Ftre of him : 
For Mrmm only overcame himfelf. 
And no Man elfe hnh HoDonr by hb Death. 

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Lm» So Brutut fhould be found. I thank, thee, Brutntj 
prbat.thou haft prov'd ImcUUhs faying true. 

O^a* All that ktv'i Brmus I will entertain thenit 
Fellow, wilt thou beflow thy time with me ! 

Stra^ Ay, if Me^da will prefer me to you. 

O&A, Do lb, good Meffala. 

Mtf. How 'died my Lord, ^trato ? 

Strd> 1 held the Sword, ami he did run on it* . 

Mtf, OUdvius, then take him to follow thee^ 
That did the lateft Service to my Mafter.. 

Ant. This was the nobleA Romim of them all; 
All the Confpirators fave only he. 
Did that they did* in envy of great Captr: 
He. only in a general honeft thought. 
And common good to all, made one of them. 
His Life was gentle, and the Elements 
So mixt in him, thit Nature might ftand up^ 
And fay to all the World; this wat a Man. 

0^4. According to his Virtue, let us ure him, 
With all refped, and rites of Burial. 
Within my Tent bis Bones to Night Qtalllyej 
Mofl like a Soldier, ordered honourably. 
So call the Field to reft, and let* s awiy. 
To part the Glories of this happy Diy. [ExtHHt $miieu 



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Dramatis Perfon^e. 



X^Uncin, JTtMg 0/ Scotland. 

Malcolm, 

Donolbaii 



Malcolm, \ ^„,tgthtmg. 



Lenox, 
Micdi 



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M*''^*^*h f ■^oWtf'ww/ Scotland. 

Angus, 

Cathnefs, _ 

FluDCe, ^1 w Binquo. 

Seyward, Oeneraloftht EngliiH /flrwi, 

Tottng Seyward bis Sen. 

Seyton» 4» Officer attm^S w Macbcti. 

Son to MicdufF, 

BeUor. 

Lady Macbeth. 

Z,*^MicdufF. 

GentUwoftn attinding tm L»^ Macbeth* 

,Hecate »nd thrte »$her Witebts 

Lords, GentlmuHt Offittrtf Sotditrh 'wd jtitendoHU. 

The Ghofi of &AtKiw» tmd ftvtrd tdnr .^iffaritmii, 

7';&f S C E N E m tbt End of the Fourth AB lyes in 
England, thriugh the rtjfi ef th* 'Play in Scot- 
land, and chiefiy at Macfaetb'J Cajile. 



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SCENE an open Hsath. 
Thunder and Lightning. Enter three Witches^ 

xW ITC H. 

IH £ N lha)I V£ three meet again ? 
In Thunder, LiglHning, or in Rain i 
I «i«A. When [Ike Hurlj.burly's done. 
When the Cacf(:l>j;oft ^d won. 
, J Wmh. Th« will be Vet the fet of Sun. 
, I Vikch, WVcre.che place i 
X Wttth. Upon the HettH> 
. J W?«i. There to mea:with ^«J»wSi, 
z y^iKh. I come, Gray'M*!^., 

Jill, Padtckf c»Ilt— -aiM^— i^ >8 fixtl, and fouj is fair. 
Hover through the fog and filthy Air. 

{Th*y r^e fr*m ihe St*ge, aod fy tovAj, 

S C E N E II. A Palace. 

Enter King, Milcolme, Donalbsin, -Lenox, with Atttndants> 
mettittg it hlecditsg Capiai», 
King. What bkxidy Man is that f He can report, 
As fecracth by his Plight, of the Revolt 
The neweft State. ,, i^.ooo 

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1 5 o t The TVagedy of Macbeth. 

Mai. This is the Serjeant, 
Who like a good and hirdy Soldier foagbt 
•Gainft my Captiviry; Hail; hail, brave Friend f 
Say to the King, the Knowledge of the broil. 
As thou didft leave it. , 

Off. Do«biful it flood; ^ , 

As two fpeni Swimmers, thit do ding together, . 
And choak their Art : The mercilefs MMdonml 
(Worthy to be a Rebtl, for to that 
The multiplying ViUanies of Nature 
Do f*/jrm upon himj from the Weftcrn Ifles 
Of Kernes and Gillow^glaflcs is fupply'd. 
And Fortune on his damBcd Quarry fmiling, 
Shew'd like a Rebels Whore. But ^\\H too weak: 
For brave Macbeth, well he dcfervcs that Name, 
Difdaining Fortune, with his brandiAit Steely 
Which rmoak'd with bloody Execution, 
Like Valours Minion, carv'd out his Pafla^, 
^Till he fac'd the Slave; 

Which never Ihook Hands, nor bid farevel to him, 
!Till he unfcam'd him from the Nave to th' Chops* 
And fix'd his Head upon our Bittkmcnts. , ■ : 

King. O valiant Coufin ! worthy Gemlem»n ( 

■ icap. As whence the Sun gins his Refle&ion, 
Shipwracking Storms and direftil Thunders breaking ; 
So from that Spring, whence Comfort feem*d to come; 
Difcomfort fwells) Mirk, Km^ of Scotland, mark; 
No fooner Jufiice had, with Valour arm'd, 
Compeird ttiefe skip[Hng Kernes to truft their Heels. 
But thd N'orwejan Lord furveying Vantage; 

■ With furbift^ Arms and nev Supplies of Men, 
Began a frelh affault, , ' 

King. Difm3idnotchisourCaptains,J^«c^«fi& tnABancfHaf 
Caf, Yes, as Spirrows Eagles; 
Or the Hire the Lion. 
\{ I fay footh, I muft report they were 
As Cannons overchqrg-d wiih double Cracks, 
' Si they doubly redoubled Stroaks on the Foe: , 
Except they msant to bsthe in reeking Woufidsii 
Or ni:iDorize aiother CoUctha^ 

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I cannot tell- 

But I am faint, my Galhes cry for help— «— 

Kiiig. So well thy Words becone thee, as thy Wound;, 
They fitnack of Honour both : Go, get bim Surgeons. 

EKter Rofle Mtd Angus. 
Who comes here! 

Mai. The w^orthy ThoHi of S*Jfe, 

Len. What hafie looks through his Eyes! 
So (hould he look, that reemi to fpetk. things ftrangr, 

Rejft. God fave the King. 

^(W. Whence cam'ft thou, worthy Ti&4»f! ' 

Rt^e, From Fift, great King, 
Where the Nanveyatt Banners fiout the Sky> 
And fan our People Cold. • 
Nvnintj himfcif, with terrible Numbers, 
AIEfted by that moft difloya) Traitor, 
The ThoMt of CttwdoTt began a difmal Corflift, 
'Till that BtlUud's Bridegroom, Ispt in proof* 
Confronted him with Self-crtmpirifons, 
Point igainft Point, rebellious Aim 'gaioft Aim, 
Curbing hii laviih Spirit: And to conclude, 
.The Vidory fell on us. 

^"i' Great Happinefs. 

Xeje, That now Afm, the JVarvi4y'i'Kit\gf 
Craves CompoHtion : 

Nor would we deign him burial of his Men, 
'Till he disburfed, at St. Oilmts-bilU 
[Ten thoufand Dollars, to our general ufe. 

Kin£- No more that Thtue oiOtwdor Qiall deceive 
Our borom Intereft. Go, pronounce hii prefent Drath, 
And with his former Title, greet Machtth. 

Rfe. Ill fee it done. 

King. What be bath loft, noble Machth hath won. 

{_Exetntt, 

SCENE III. 7he Heath. 

ThMHder, Emfr the three Witchet, 
I mtch. Where hid thou been, Sifter! 
i Witch. Killing Swine. 

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1^04 T^e Tfsftdy of Macbeth. 

t mtch. softer, whete thou ? 

I mich. A Saiku'i Wife had Chefinuts in her Lap, 
And mouDcir, and mouoclir, and roouncht ; 
Give mtt quodi I* . . 

Aroint thee, Witch, the Rmnp-fed Roayon cries. 
Htr Husbind*s to AUppo gone, Mafter Q'th' Tigtr i 
But in a Sieve I'll thither tiij. 
And like a R»t without a Tail, 
I'll do ■■ — . I'H do . and I'll do, 

a Witch. I'll give thee a Wind, 

I Witch. Tk'ari kind. 

3 Witch. And I another. 

1 Wtiih. I my fclfhive aHthe other. 
And the very Ports they blow. 

All the Quarters thitihey know, 

I'th' Sl)ip-inin's Card. 

I'll drain him dry as Hay ; 

Sleep fnall neither Night nOr Thifl 

Hang upon his Pent-houfe Lid > 

He Oiall live a Man fofbid ; 

Weary Sev'nights, Bine Mines wne. 

Shall he dwindle, peak and pine : 

Though hi» Bark cannot be loft. 

Yet it fliall be tempeil-toj^. *" 

Look what I have. 

2 tVitch. Shejur ffiC, (hew me. 

1 Witch. Here, I have a RJof s T^Vi^^ 
Wrackt as homeward he did come {DrMm mtUw. 

J Witch. A Dtuta, a |>i*ira. 
Mnehetb doth come. 

All, The wcyward Siftar^ Hand in Hand, 
Pofters of the Sea and Land, 
Thus do go about, about^ 
Thrice to thine, and thrice to mine. 
And thrice again to make up ninc.- 
J'eacf, the Charm's wound up. 
Enter Macbith a»d Banquo, with Soldiers 4«d tther AtttndMiti, 

Micb. So foul and fail- a Dayl have not fcen. 

Bm. How far is-'t called to Sarii \ — What arc tfcefc / 
Sd withet'd, and 1"!) wild in their awire. 
That lotA not like th' InhaWtaws o'lh' Eaitb, ,^ ;, 

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The. IrMgedy <f Macbeth. i"j 05 

And yet xt oa'i i Live you* or ire ycMi oDsbt 

That Mao may queftion i You (urn to uad^aod me* 

By each at once her choppy Finger laying 

Upon bef tkinny Lips.— —You fliould be Wonea, 

And yet your Beards forbid me to iaterpret 

^hat you are fe. 

Mdci. SpcA if yon can; whic are yov! 
J mtch. All hail, AfMbeth \ hail to tfaee. 71Uw of GUmtt I 
z Witch. AH M\yMMh»tb\ haU to tlMe,7l«»r ofC^unUrl 
l Witch, All hail» Mgtbttbl that fltalt be Kin^ hereafter. 
Bah, Good Sir* why do you fiart^ and feem to fear 
Things that do found fo fair/ i'tk* none of Truth. 
Are ye fantaftkal, or thac indeed [7# the J0^teh«u 

Which outwatdl)' ye Ihew i my noble Partoer, 
You greet with prcfent Grace, and great Predii^ku) ' 
Of noble baving, and of R.oyal hope> 
That he feeins wrapt withal j to me you fpeak not. 
If you can look into tbe Seeds o( Timci 
And fay, which Grain will grow, and which will flot^ 
Speak then to mr, who aeither beg^ nor fetr. 
Your favours, sor your Hate. 

1 mtch. Hail t 

2 mtck Hull 
. ^ Witch. Hail! 

1 Witch. Ltffet than M4^eiht tnd ereaCcr. 

2 Witch. Not fo happy, yet inuch happier. 

} IVitch. Thou fhalt get Kings, though thou be none; 
So all hail ! MM^tii aad Bauijiio. 

I Witch. Bdmju$ Bsd Matieth, all itail! 

MMh. Stay, you waftritA SpealMis, uUmemore; 
By Siml's Death X know I am Thane of GUmii; 
But how oiCawderi The 1%ue ifCawdtr Ijrei, 
A profperous Gentlcratn; and m be Kj«g, 
Stands not whhia the proved of bdief. 
No more than to be dnvivr. Say froai whence 
You owe this flrjinj^ locelNgoice/ or whyi 
Upon this blaftcd Heath you {top oftic way, 
Wich fuch IVophttiek Creetingj - ■■ — 
Speak, I charge yeni. \Witches vsmifii. 

Ban, 1 be Earth hatii bubbles at the Water ha ; 
And thefe are of them: Whitbet are they vanifti'di 



ajofi Tie Tragedy of Micbcth. 

Mdcb. Into tbe Air .- and whit feem'd corpon^, 
Melred, as breuh into the Wind* 
Would they bad ftatd. 

Am. Were fuch things herCi as wedoli)eak iboutf 
Or have wenten of the infioc Root, 
That takes the Reafon Prifooer t 

Mact. Your Children ihall be Kings. 
. JHkM. Yoa Ihall be King. 

Mack AadTb»i»o(Cai»J«rtooi went ic not ib? 

fi>ur. To th' 'fclf-fime tune, and words; who's here/ 
Enter Roffe and Angus. 
' Kofe. The King hath happily receiv'd, Maehtb, 
Tbe News of rhy SucctG; and wlien he reads - ■ 

Thy petfonal Venture in the Rebels Fight, 
His Wonders and his Praifes do contend. 
Which fhould be thine or his; Silenc'd with that. 
It) viewit^ o'er the refl o' th' relf-fame day* 
He 6nds thee in the {laut Nerweyam Ranks, 
Nothmg afraid, of what thy felf dtdft make* 
Strange Images, of Death ; is thick as Hail 
Came Poft with Poft, and every one did bear 
Thy Praifes in his Kingdom's great Defcnce> 
And pour'd them down before hiau 

j^. We are fent, 
Togiverhee, from our Royal Mafler, Thanks. 
Only to Herald thee itu* bis light. 
Not pay thee. 

Rtjfe. And for an earneft of a greater Honour, 
He bad me, from htm, call thee n4ne of Caivdert 
In which Addition, hail, moft wordiy Thsntl 
For it is thine. 

Bait. Whit, can the Devil fpeak true f 

Aiaet. TheliaxeofCautdfMvai 
Why do you drefs me in this borrowed Robes i 

Aug, Who was the Thofii, lives yet, 
Hut under heavy Jud^ent belts that Life, 
Which he dcferves to lofe. 

Whether he was coml^in'd with thofe of Ntrway^. ' . 
Or clfe did lin^ the Rebel with hidden help. 
And vantage^ or that with both he labour'd 
|ri his Caantiy's i^rack, I ^oow not; , , i..oo<^k 



7he Trs^tdy of Macbeth. i j 07 

But Treafor.s Ca[iiul. confcfs'd, and prov'd, 
Have overthrown bim. 

Mdck Glsmitt md TTjOnt of Cawior ! [-4^ 

The greatefl. is behind. Thanks for your pains. [Tc Angus. 
Do you not hope your Children Hiall be' Kings ^ [7* Banquo. 
When thofe that gave the 71mm of Cmdar to me, 
Promis'd no lefs to themf # 

Ban. That trufted home, 
Mt^hc yet enkindle you into the Crown, 
BeHdcs thq Thditi ofCavfdor, But 'tisftraoge: 
And oftentimes, to win us to our hnnit 
The Inftruments of darkncfs tell us TruthSi 
Win us with honed TrifleSf to betray's 
In deepeft Confequence, 
CouGns, a word, I pray you. \To RolTe ^ Angus. 

M*ch. Two rrutbt are told, [-4^^ 

As happy Prologues to the fwelliDg A<% 
Of the imperial Theaiu, I thank you, GwtlemeB - 
This fuperoatural foUiciting 
Cannot be ill j canoet be good — -——If ill / 
Why hath it given me earneft of fuccefs. 
Commencing in a Truth / 1 am ThAne ofCaivdtr. 
If goi>d / Why do I yield to that Suggeftton. 
Whofe horrid Image doth unfix my Hair. 
And make my feated Heait knock at my Rib;, 
Againfl the ufe of Nature i Prefcnt fears 
Are lefs than horrible imaginings :. 
My thought, whofe murther yet is but fantaftical^ 
shakes fo my fingle State of Man, 
That Fun&ion is fmother'd in furmtfe, 
And nothing is, but whit ii noti 

Bat*. Lonk Imw our Fartnei's rapt. 

Adacb, If Chance will have me King, why Chance iiiiy 
crown me {^Afi^. 

Without my Air. 

Bmu New Honours come upon him. 
Like Qur flrange Garmenti, cleave not to their mould, 
But with the aiid of tlfe. 

Mdch, Come what come may. 
Time and the Hour lunj thro' the rougheft Day. 



» J ? The Trdgedy of Macbeth. 

Bm. Worthy M^httht we ftty upfui your Idfurc^ 

il/Jc^. Give me youi Favour : 
Mr <1>^U Bnio WIS wnHigbt witli tfaings ftuxoiftti. 
Kiw ^tfitkiBen, your Paiss «re regiftrcd, 
Wben ev^ry Dty I turn the Led* to read tbcm; 
Let as towtfd the KUig ( thiak ufion \Tt Btoqua. 

f'bat hath chanc'd, and at more tinUf 
be imerim having weighM it, let ui tfgik 
Our free Hearts each Co otbcE. 
B4». Very gjadly. 
^«^. 'Till then juiough t 
Come, Friends. fftfoMM* 

S C E N E IV. A falace. 

fhmifi. Enter Km£, Milcolme, DDnalbain, Lenox, ami 

AitetidMnts. 

Kin^, Is Execution done on CdwJtrl 
Are not thofc in C o w m i ffion yet eeturn'^i i 
Mai. My Liege,, diey 4rc not yet come bade. 
' Bat I have ^mke with one that &w fai«i die i 
Who did repHT, tbit Wry irankly he> 
ConfeG'd bis Treafont, iapbr'd your Higfaielt pardoB, 
Aod fet forth t deep Rcpema^e, 
Nothing in his Life iMcnme mm, 
Lihe the Leaving it. He dy'd, 
As jont thx had been ftudied in his Deitb, 
-To throw iway the deareft tlai^ he ow'd. 
As twere a carelefs triAe. 
King. There's no Art, 
To find the Mind's Cunfiruftion in the Facet 
He -wn a Sentlenui oo whom Ibuik 
Ae kbfolute truft. 

Enter Macbeth, Banqut^ RoETe. ^WAngos. 
O wortbieft Confin / 
The Sin of my Ingratitude even now 
Wa^ hejvy on me. Thou art fo far before, 
Thit fwiftcft Wind of Recompence inflow. 
To overtake thee. Wot^ld thoo ludft Ids Jsfev'd, 

n , ,. A.ixwkThat 



7he Tragedy 0/ Macbeth. i$03> 

Tbit ths PiopottioD both of Thanks and ^tytaetltt 
Might have been mine t O aly Z have left lo ^y , 
More is tby due, than norc inin all cm pay. 

A/ack. The SetTke and the Loyalty 1 d«e. 
In doiig it, pays it felf. 
Youi Higbnels part is to receive our Duties^ 
And onr Dutiei arc to yoar Throne and State,- 
Childreo and Servants; whkhdp but what they fliould. 
By doing every thing fafe toward your Love 
And Honour. 

Km£. Welcome hithefj- 
I hive begun to plant ihee, and will labour 
To make thee full of growing. Noble B4nt}M«f 
That haft no lefs deferv'd, and muft be known. 
No Uh to have done fo: Let me enfold thee. 
And hold thee to my Heart. 

Ban. There if I grow, 
The Harveft is your own. 

SGng. My plenteous Joys, 
Wanton in fuhiefs, feek to hide themfelVes 
Id drops of Sorrow. Sons, Kinfinan, Thanet, 
And you, whofe Places are the neareft, know. 
We will eftablifh our Eflate upon 
Our ekicft, Mtlcolm, whom we name hereafter,' 
The Prince of Citmlierla»di Which Honour muft 
Hot unaccompanied, invent him only. 
But ligns of Noblenefs. like Stars Diall (hine. 
On alt Defervers. From hence to Envernet, 
, And bind us further to you. 

Mack, The reft is labour, which isnot us'd foryoa ; 
1*11 be my frif the Harbinger, and make joyful 
The hearing of my Wife with your approach. 
So humbly take my leave. 

Kin£, My worthy Cawdor I 

Mm^. The Prince of Cumberland! ■ — that is aftep. 
On which I muft fall down, or elfe o'er-leap, \_jt^i^ 

For in ray way it lies. Stars hide your Fires, 
Let not Light fee niy black and deep defires-, 
The Eye wink at the Hand; yet let that be. 
Which the Eye fears, when tt is done, tq fe«. {Eait, 



»ji© The Tragedy of Macbeth, 

JCutg. True, worthy Bkmjuo; he is full fb viliut^' - 
And in hii Com(nendations.Itni fed} 
It is a Banquet ta me, let's after him. 
Whofe care is gone before, to bid us welcome: 
It is a peerlefs Kinfman. {Exumt, 

S C E N E V. An Apartment in Macbeth'/ ' 
Caftig, 

Enter Lady Macbeth aUm with a Letter^ 
Lady. They nut mtinthe Ddy of Smcefs; andih*V€ leMrnd 
ky the perfeHejl Report^ thty have mare in them, than mtrtal 
Kmnvledge. fFhen / bmrnt in defire t» efMefiien ihem fnrthtTt 
they made then^tlvet Air^ into which they vanijh'd, ff^itet I 
fiood raft in the wonder ef it, came MiJ^ves from the Kin£y 
wha ally hail'd me Thane ef Cawdor, iy which Title ieftre 
thefe wayward Sifier J fainted me, and referred me to thecaming 
an of time, with hail King that Jhalt be. Thii have I thonght 
good to dtliver thee (my dearejf partner ef Gretttneji) that then 
migh0 net lefe the duel efrtjejcitig hj being ignorant ef what 
Greatnefs isfromis'd thee, luiy it to thy Heart, andfarewet* 

Glamit thou iift, and Cawdor— —inii (halt be 

What thou art promis'd. Yet I do fear thy Nature^ 

It is too full o'ch'Milk of human Kindnefs, 

To citch the neareft way. Thou wouldft be great. 

Art not without Ambition, but without 

The Illnefs fhouM attend it. What thoa wouldft highly, 

Thit wouldft thou holily; wouldft oot play falfe. 

And yet wouldft wronely win. 

Thou'dft have, great QUmis^ thit which crie^ 

Thus thou muildo if chou have tt^ 

And that which rather thou dofl fear to do. 

Than wifhetl fhould be undone. Hie thee hither* 

That I may pour my Spirits in thine Ear* 

And challife with the Valour of my Tongue 

Alt that th:e hinders from the Golden Round, 

Which Fate and MetaphyGcal aid doih Aem ■' ■ 

To have tbeecrown'd wichaU 

Enter Mejftngert 
What is your Tidings t 

n , ,. A.oo Mef 



ih T^agtdy <f Macbeth. 2.3 1 1 

Mef. The King comes here to Nigfit. 
Ludj^ Thou'rt nud to fiy it. 
Is not thy Mifter wirh him t who. w«'t fo* 
Would have inform'd for PreparMion. 

Mtf. Sa pitafeyou, it is true; Our 73mw is coming' 
One of my Fdbwilud the fpeedof Him; 
V bo almofl dead for BreiEfa» ^«d fcaicely iBore 
Than would make up his Meflage. 

Lady* Qive hiai tending. 
He bnn^ great News. The Raven himfelf Is hoarre* 

[ExU M^t^er, 
THit Croats the fatal entrance of Dhhcm 
Under my Battlements. Come you Spirits. 
That tend on mortal Thoughts, unfexme herr> 
And fin me from ths Ctown to the Tos, top-full 
Of direft Cruelty ; make thick my Blood, 
Stop up the accefs ind palTageto R.emor(e, 
That no conipundious vifitingsof Nature 
Shake my feil Purpofe, nor keep Peace between 
Th' effcft, and ir. Come to my Woman's Breafls* 
And take myMi!k forGiII, you murth'ring Miniflers, 
Whcrc-ever rn your fighttefs Subftances. 
You wait on Nature's Mifchief. Come, thick Night, 
And pall thee in the dunnefl; Smoak oFHell, 
That my keen Kni/e fee not the wound it makes, 
-Nor Hcav'n ptep through the Blanket of the darfc. 
To cry, hold, hold, 

f»»r Macbeth. 
Great GlamU\ worthy Cawdor .' \Emhrating him 

Greater than both, by the all hail hereafter, > , 

Xhy Letten have tranfporied me beyond 
This ignorant Prcfent, and I feel now 
The future in ihc inftant. 

Mdch. My deareft Love, 
DttncAH comes here to Night. 
Lddj. Afid when goes iierce? 
AiMh. To Morrow, as he pgtpofes. 
Lady. O never 
Shall Sun thit Morrow fee. 
Your Face, my TTrntnt^ is as a Boot, where Men 
May read ftrangc Meters to beguile the time. 



ij ir The Tragedy of Macbeth. 

Look like the time, be» welcome in your Eye. 

Your Hand, your Tongue j look Hkc rhe innocent PIover» 

But be the Serpent undor't. He that's coming, 

Mud be provided for ; ind you fhall put 

Tfcis Night's great Bufinefs into my difpatcb. 

Which IhaU to alt out Nights and Dtys to c«me. 

Give folely fbvcnign Sway and MaSerdom. 

Macb. We will fpeak ^ther. 

I44idy. Only look up clear : 
To alter Favour ever is to fear. 
Leave iXi ihe reft to me. \Exmit* 

SCENE IV. The Cafik Gate, 

Hamhejt and Ttrchts. Enter Kiw, Mtlcolo. Donalbain; 

Baoquo, Lenox. Macduff. RoIU, AngoSfindjAttndMti. 

King, This Caftle hath a plerantSeat; the Air 
Kimbly and fweetly recommends it felf 
Unto our gentle Senfes. 

Bm. This@ue(l of Summer. 
The Temple-htUDting Martlet does approve^ 
By his lov'd Manroary., that the Heav'o's breath 
Smells wooingly here. No jutty frieze, 
Buttrice, nor Coigne of Vantage, but this Bird 
Hath made Ihs pendant Bedi and procreant Cridie: 
Where tbcy ratm breed, and haunt. 1 have obferv^d* 
The Air is delicate. 

Enttr Lddyl 

JSng, See! fee. our honouPd NofteTs.' 
The Love that foUows us, fometinie is our TrouUe, 
Which ftill wc thank at Love. Herein I teacbjrau. 
How you Hiall bid god-eyld us for your Pkins, 
And thank us for your Trouble. 

Lady. All our Service. 
In every point twice done* and then done double. 
Were poor, and (ingle Buiioefs, vo contend 
A^ainft thofc Honours deep, and broad, 
Wherewirh yout Majefty loads our HoufeJ 
For thofe of old, and the late Dignities^ 
. Heap'd up ca ihcm. we reft your Hermits. 

' '> A/«f. 



The Tragedy of Macbeth. 15 rj 

KiMg. Whwe's the ThAne of Cawdor i 
We coifrfi him at the Heels, and had a purpofe 
To be his Porveyor : Bm be ridei well, 
And his great Love, ihirp as his Spur, faith bolp him 
To bis home before us : Pair and noble Hoftels, 
We are your Gucft to Night. 

Zhx^. Your Servants ever, 
Have theirs, tbcmrelves, and whit is theirs in compt. 
To make their Audit at your Highnefs Pleafure, 
Still to retura your owd. 

Kii^. Give me your Hand ; 
Cooduft me to mine Hoft, we love him highly^ 
Aod fliall continue our Graces towards him. 
By your leave, Hoftefs. \^xennt, 

SCENE VII. An Apartment, 

SiuttkyM, Torches. Mmitr divers Sirvdnu with Dijbes Mtd 
Service §ver the Stage. Tien Micbetb. 

Mack, If it were done, when 'tis done, then 'twere well 
It were done quickly ; if the Afiaffination 
Could trammel up the Confequencet and catch 
With his rurccaEe, Succefs \ that but this blow 
Might be the air. and be the end offill -— > Here, 
But here, upon this Bank and School of time — 
We'ld jump the Life to come. But in thefe Cafes, 
We ftiJ] have Judgment here; that we but teach 
Bloody Inftruaions, which beiCg taught, return 
To plague th'ingredience of our poifon'd Clialice 
To our own Lips. He's here in double truft: 
. Firft, ai I im his KinfmaR, and his Subjefi, 
Strong both agiioft the Deed ; then, as his Hoff, 
Who Ihould againft his Murtherer (hut the Door, 
Not bear the Knife my felf. BeGdes, this Dui^av, - 
Hith born his Faculty To meek, hath been 
So dear in his great Office, that his Virtues 
Will plead Lke Angels, Trumpet tongu'd agunft 
The deep Damnation of hit taking off; . , 

And Pity, like a naked New-born Babe. 
Striding the Bl»fti or Heav'os Cherubin, hori^ - - . 

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4)14 ^« T^agidy of Macbeth. 

Upon the lighrlefs Curricttof tbe-^Air* -'- 1 

SiaU blow the horrid deed in every £yr» ' 

Thai Tears fhill drown the Wiod. I fiave no Spu 
To prick the fides of my Inunt, but oaly 
Vauhing Ambition^ which o'ei-teaps it fel£ 

Enter Lady. 
And falls on tli'oiher— — — 
H jw ]-«* \ What News J 

lutdy. Hehisalmoftfup'd; why hive youleftiBeChaoibet! 

Mach. Hath he ask'd for me I 

Lady. Know you not, he hai t 

MAcb. We will prffcc^' no. further in thisfufiflefv 
He hath honour'd me of late j and I have bought 
Golden ' Opinions from all forts of Peo^Ui . 
Which would be worn now in their newellGlof^ 
Not call alide fo fooo. 

Lady. Was the hope drunk, . 
Whuein you dreft your fdf j Hath it. flept Gr<( \ 
And wake; it now to look fo ^een iimI ftati^ . 
Ac what it did io freely /- From this time. 
Such' I account thy love. Art thou afraid 
To be the fame in thine own K% and Valou;, 
As thou art ip delire! vouldft thou have that 
Which thou eftwm'ft the Ornwncnt of Life," 
And live I Coward in thine own Efleem? 
Letting I dare not, wait upon I would, . 
tike the poor Cat i^h' Adage. 

Mach. Prethce, Peice : ' -. ' 

I dare do all that may become a Man; 
Who dares do more is none. 

littdy. What Beift was'c then, 
That made you break this enterpiize to leet 
When yoU durft do Ir, then you were a Man ; 
A i.d to be more thin what you .werf, you would 
Be To mudi more the Man. Nor time, nor place 
Did then adhere, and yet ydu would make both : 
They have -made themfelVes, and that their fitneli now 
Do's unmattc you. " I have given Su^k, and kntw 
H )w tender 'tis to love, the Babe that milks me-p* 
I would, while it was fmiling in my, Face.,' 
Have^pluckt niy Nipple from liis bonelefs'^uin& , . 



tbe "Dra^dy <f Mad)edi. H^S 

And dafht the Brams oui; hid I but lb fwotn 

As you have done co this. 

. JtAak, If we ihould fail? ..^_. 

Ia/j. We/ail I . ^ 

But fcrew your Courage to the flicking; Phc^ 
And we'll not fiul. When DrntntM is: alloe[:^ 
{'Whereco the latbet Ihail his day's hard Jouroey 
Soundly invite hion) his two ChamberUins 
Will I widK Wine and WalTel, (a coavibce. 
That Memory, the warder of the Brain, . 
Shall be a Fume, and the receipt of Reafba 
A Ljnbeck only ; when in fwinifli Oeep^ ' 
Their drenched Natures lye is in a Detn^ 
What cannot you and I penforai upon 
T^'uDguarded DumcjIm t What, noc put upon 
His fpungy Officers, who fliall bear the Guik 
Of our great Quell t 

Macb. Bring forth Men-Childreo only : 
For thy undaunted Metil Ihonld cooifiore 
Nothing but Males. Will it not. be receiv'd, ■ 
When we htve mark'd with Blood thore fleepy tvo 
Of his own Oiamber, and tu'd their very Oaggtri^ 
That they have doo!i f „ - 

Lady. Who dares receive it other. 
As we Ihall make oak CMc& «id Otaour hmt* 
Upon his Deaths 

MmI). I am fetled. and bend up 
Each corporal Agent to this terriUe Peat* 
Awajr, md BKMtk che Wwm with faireft ihow, 
Falfe Face muft hide what tbe ^eHent(dath luiow.' 

{BtMMtl 



ACT II. S C EN E I. 
SCENE a Hall 

. Muttr Banquo* md fl€katt, with 4 Ttrch b$f»u him. 
Bah. TTOw goes the Night, Boy t 

irX Fit, The Mood is dimn : I hare not hevd 

the Clock. r , ■ A.oo'^ic 



15 1« The tragtdy cf UatbabL 

BdH, And Ihe'goes down at Twel«. " 

FU. I Mke't 'lii later. Sir. 

B4M. Hold, iikemySwotd ! there's Huibandry in Harn, 

Their Cindles Jre all out,.- Tike thee that too. 

A heavy Suiamoni iyes like Lead upon me, 
And yet I would not fleep 1 Merciful Powers f 
Reftrain in me the curfed Thought!, that Nature 
Givet way to in tipofe. , _ , 

Emir Macbeth, »ul a Sttvau wilk « Ttreh. 
Sive roe my Sword : Who's there / 

Mtdi. A Friend. , ^ , ^ , 

Btn. Whit, Sir, not yet at reft! The King's t-bcd. 
He hath been in unufual Plearare. 
And rent forth a great Largefs to your Oficerl, 
This Diamond he greets your Wife withat 
By the Name of moft kind Hoftefs, 
And fliut it op in meafureltfs Content. 

Mr^i. Being unprepat'd. 
Our Will became the Servant to defeo, 
Which elfe (h()uld frte have wrought. 

Bm. AH's wet. 
I dreunt l»ft Night of the three weymrdSillaii I 

To you they have fliew'd fomeTruth. 

Maek. I think not of them -, 
Yet when we can intreat an Hoajr to fcrve 
We would fpend fome Words upon that BttfiacK, 
If you would grant the time. " > 

BtH. At your kind Leifuie. 

M4ci. If you Ihill deavfcWBiy Confent, when 'tu. 
It fliill maki Honoatior yotr;. : - 
. . BM1..S0 1 lofenone, 

1,1 feeling to augment it, hot ftill.keep . . . 

My Bolom Franchij'd, and Allegiance clear, 

I Ihall be coimfelW. . , . , 

M*:l>. Good Repofe the while. 

B4». Thinks, Sir ; tlje like to yon. lExil Ban<)un, 

Mach. Go, bid ihy Miftrcfs, when my Drink is ready, 

le ftrike upon the Bell. Get thee to bed. [£«« StrvM- 



ane nunc uj/i». *«*..»-«. — . — -. 1. — 

Is this a Dagger which I £«e b^re me, • 

The Handle toward my Ha:id i Came let me duich'thee— 

■- - ■ ■ ,r .Goivik'. • . 1 



I have thee not, and ytf I fee th^ flill, 

Art thou Qor, fatil Viflon, fenlibJe 

To feeliDg. as to Hghti C^f rt thou but 

A Dagger of the Mind, a falfe Cteacioo, ^ 

FrocKding from the He^tt-opprelfed Brain i 

I fee thee yet, iiLform^ as palpable 

As this which now I draw. 

Thou nurfliar^ me ttje way that } was goings 

And fuch an InftruQent I was to ufe. 

I^ipe Eyes are made, the Pools o'ch* oihcrSenlet, 

Or elfc woirh all the reft 1 fee ihee fliil. 

And oo'tby Blade, and Dudgeon, Gouts of Hloofli 
Which' was not fo before. There's no fuch 'tbing»— 
It is the bloody Bufinefsi which ioforins 
This to mine Eyes. Now o'er the one half world . 
KaCure feems dead, and wicked Dieams abufc 
The Cunain'd Qeepj now Witchcraft celebrates 
Pale Hteau'i Offerings^ and wither'd Murther, 
Alarum'a by his Sentinel, the Wolf, , . 

Whofe howr i his Watch, thus with his ftealthy pa^ey 
With7«r^Vs ra-viOiing ftdes> towards hisDcGgq 
Kfovet likeaGhfiift.Thoufourand^iiriD-fetEatth, ' 
Hear not roy fteps, which way they walk, for fc^r 
Thy very Sconesjirate of my wifere about, ' 
And take the prefeat Horror from the timtj 
Which now fuits with ir. Whilft I threat, be lives; 
Worditotbe beat of Deeds too cold breath gives. 

lASilirljiiu 
Igti, and it is done; the Beli invites me. 
Hear it oou DMncax, for it is a Knell* 
That fummom thee to Heav'n, or to Hell. [£xi^ 

Emter Lad}. (bold : 

Ixtflfy. That which hith made them drunk, hath made me 
What hath quencht them, hath given me Fire. Haik I Petcc 1 
It was the Owl that Ihriek'd, the fatal Bell-Man, 
Which gives the ftern'ft good Nighc— -he is about it*.-^- 
The Doors are open ^ anathe furfeited Grooms 
po mock their Chatge with Snores, I have drugg'd their 
Poffeth 

^3 Jh« 



Th» Death and Nature do con^ad about dum. 
V^faether they Iwe or die. 

£«fer Macbeth. ' "^ 

MmI>. Who'stbere? Wtrat hot 

L4dy. Alickl I im afnjd iher have awil^d* - 
And (is not done ^ the Attempt, aod not the Deed . 
Confounds us— Harkl — I hid their Di^ersieidy, 
He couid not mifs 'em. Had he not rcfemblcd ■ 
My Father as he Aept^Ihaddon^r: — My Hnsbairdf 

Aiack I have done the deed ' ■ ■ pidft not thou 

hear i Noife'i ■..-'. 

I^ttj. I heard theOwl fereanii^iid the Crickets cry. 
Did not you fpeak i . 

MtcL Wtien^ 

L4eij, Now. ■ ■ ■■ 

Macb. As I defcendcd/ .-.•..- 

tddj. Ay. 

Maeh. Hailf !— ^who lycs fth* fceo»d Chambert 

L*dy. DoHdlbauu. 

M*cb, ^his is a forry fight. ' 

L»dj. A foolifh Th6ught; to iay a lorry fight. 

M*':^. There's one did taugh inS Seep; and one cry'd 
Murther, .;■.■..■ 

That they did wabfe etch others I ftood. and beardlhem; 
But they did fay (heir Prayers, and addreft 'th:!!! 
Again to ffccp. " '' ' ' ''' ■.•'■-■ 

Z«(//. Tljere a«-e two lodg'd tagcther^ ■ 

Mdcb.- Oite cry'd, €od bJ^fs us, and Amen the other. 
As they had feen me ft'ith theft Hangman's Hands, ■ 
■Liflning their Fear j I could ror fay Amen;' ■ ■ ■ 
Wken they did fay, God blefs us. ■ ' 

Ladj. Confidec it not ft» deeply, 

Machs Blitwherefore could net I pronounce Amien? ■ 
I had Wofl ne^d of Bteffing, and Amen flucfc in myTThibat. . 

t'^dj. ThefC Deeds Tnaft not be ihcntghtt after thcfe 
waysi' ■ - -- 

So, it yiir make us irjd. ■ '' 

AiAch. Mcthought'I heard a Voice cry. Sleep nomorc| 
JlfAc&eth does murrher fleep, (he innocent fleep. 
Sleep that knits up the ravcfi'd Sleeve of Care, 
The Death of each diy's Life, fore t,abours Bath, 



T-be fra^eiy of Macbeth. x j i ^ 
Bain of hurt Mincb, fjtu Ntfurc's Acood Courrf, 
Chief Nouriftier in Life's Feaft, 
. ^xm//- What do you mean I 

MMck. Still it cry'd* Sleep no morei to ill the Houfe ; 
GUmii hith raurther'd Sleep, md r)><ref(Ke Qavdet 
Sii^ fleep no more; Macitih fliall (le^p no more. 

/•iK^;. Who was it that thus cry'd f Why, worthy Thtuit, , 
Yqu do unbend your noble Strength, to think 
So bnrio-ficfcfy of thii^f \ go, ^et fnrne Water, 
-And wa(h this filthy Witnefi from your Hindi 
Why did you bring thefe Daggers from the place ? - 
They muft lye there. Go» carry (hem, and fm^ar 
71ie fleepy (Sroomi with Blood. 
'' M^iek' ni go no more; 
7 MQ afraid, to -think what I hive done ; 
Look on*t a^in, I dare not: 

Lad^. Infirm of purpofe f - 
Give mi the Daggers; the fterpihg and the dead. 
Are but as Pifturesi 'tis the Eye of ChiW-hood, 
That fears a piloted Devil. If he do bleed, 
HI gild the Vaces of the (Sraoms withal, 
Forit maft feefiiiheir)CSuiIci [£«*«t 

Kntck'ivitk'i'' 

Aiaeh. Whence ii that Kfloekii^i [StMriiHg, 

Ho;? n't with me, when every Noife appalls me ? 
What Hands are here? Mihl they pluck out mine Eyes. 
Will all great Neptmiit't Ocean wafli this Blood 
Clean from toy Hrndf No, this my Hand will rather 
The aiultitudtn»us Sea incarnadine, 
Making the green tuie red. ■ 

Enter Lady, 

jMtij. Mv Hands are of your Colour \ hut I Ihaaie 
To wear a Heart fo while. {JS^^K- 

I he^r a Koocking at the South Eatryi 
Retire ve to our Chamber; 
A linlc Water clears as of this itzA^ 
How eafie is it then i Your Conftaocy 
Hath left you unattended^ 

Hai^, more Knockim;. \KnKkf 

^t OD your Night-Gown, IcAoccafion call u<| 



1 J lo The Tragedy of Macbeth. 

And fhcw m ro be Wjitchersj be not loft 
So poorly in your thoughts, 

AiAcb. To krow my deed, [Kime^ 

•Twire beft not know ray felf. 
Wake DnncAn wiTh thtl Knocking: ' 
I would thou could'ft. [Extmtm 

. • Emir d Pmtr* 

Port, Here's a. Knocking iodeed: If a Mm were Porter 
of Hell-Gate, he (hould hive old turning the Key. Km^ 
Knock, knock> kpock. ■ Who's there, i'th* name o( Bth 
x,eh:tl'i Here's « Farmer, that bang'd himfelf on th* ex*- 
pedation of Ple.ity : Come in time, Kye Na^ins enough 
about you, here you'll fweat for't. Kiuel(. Kno^ikoock* 
Wh«'s th;re in th' other Devils Name! Faith* here's ao 
Equivocator, that could fweaf in both' the Scaler a- 
> gainil either Scale, who committed Treif^n enough few 
God's fake, yet could not equivocate to Hav'n ; Oh coqk 
in, Equivocator. Kii$ck; Knock, kbock, knock. Who's 
there / Faith, here's an Enilijb Taylor come hither fi» 
.flea^Jng out of a hrtmh Hole: Coiqe in Taylor, here you 
may roaft yourGoofe. JCimc^. Knock, knock, never at quiet! 
VVhit are you? Bui this place is too cold for. Hell. I'll 
Devii-porter it no furrher: I had thought to have let in 
fonie of all ProfelBons, that go the Primrofe way to th* 
everlafting Bonfire. K«Mkt Anon, anon, I pr^y you rt- 
member the Porter. 

Enter Macduff, Mid Lenox. 

M4(d. Was it fo late, Friend, t'er you went to bed. 
That you dolyefo laiet" 

Part. Faith, Si--, we were carwifing 'till the fecond Cock: 
And Drink. Sir, is a great Provoker of three thingf. 

Macd. What three things does Drink efpeciilly pro- 
voke? 

P«rt, Marry, Sir, Nofe>painiing, Sleep, and -Urinr. 
Letchery, Sir, it provoker and unprovokes; it provokes the 
Defire, but it takes away the Petformance. Therefore much 
Drink may be Hid to be an Equivocator with Letchery ; 
it fflikts htm and it mars him; it feis him on, and it ufces 
h^moff; it petfwadcs hin^ anddii^artenshimj makes him 

fluid 



The Tragedy tf Kiacbedi. & j 1 1 

ftand to, and oot fland to; in Coaclufioo» eqaJTonuf him 
into a fleefs ind giViog hxta the Lie, leaves him* 

MMd, I believe Drink gave tbee the Lie lift Night. 

F*n. That it did. Sir, i* the very Throat on om; but t 
requited htai for bis Lie, and, I. think, bci&g too Ibong 
for him, though he took up. my Legs fometiine, yet I made 
a fliift to caft him. 

Ewttr Macbeth. 

MtttL Istby Mifterftimiigt ,- 
Our KoodktDg has aVak'd him ; here he oomei. 

Lin. ®ood Morrov* Noble Sir. 
. //tfci.'Good Morrov bteb. 

Aided. Is the Kipg ftirrifig. wernb; 7%«w{ - 

Mdcb. jlot yer. 

MMd. He did commapd^me to call timcljr'Oa hiaii 
I have almoft Aipt tbe^ Hour. 

Mtuk, I'll bring you to him« - 

MniL-l know this is s joyful nouUeto youi 
But yet 'tis one. 

Miut. The labour wedeligbt in, Phyfick'sp^; 
This is tfae Doorj 

Mdcd. ru mi^e fo bold ^ call, for 'lis my liqutBd Ser- 
vice. [Exit Mapduffl 

Ltm. Goes the Kii^ hence to day i { 

Mded. Hedon; hiE did Sf^ioiiit fo. 

Imt. The Night has been unruly; where we lay 
Our Chimneys were blown down. And. as they iiy, 
Lanuntiog heard i'th' Air; ilrange fcrearot of Death* 
And Propbefytog, wtcl^ Accents terrible, ' 
Of dire CombuAioni* and coofiis'd Events, 
New hatch'd to th' wofil) time. 
The obfcure Bhd chmor'd the tive*loag Niehr, 
Sunt Tay the Earth was Feaverous, and did (kike. 

Mdch. Twas a rough Night. 

LtM. My young remembrance cannot parallel 
A fellow to it* 

Eiuir Micdu£F. 

MK<i- O horror I horrorf borrori 
Tongue nor Heut cannot conceive, nor n 



C.oo^ 



r«*. 



» } t ft :3l^ tragedy <f Macbeth. 

. MMk, Mrf £m. Wfiac's the Maturt 

Mdcd, CoRfiifioo now liith mete hii MiftcfpiMf^ 
Moft liaifegioin Munlinr hnb ttfoke ope 
The Lord^ inoiaccd TeKipte» aad fl(de tlience 
ThvLtfeoWBuMdine. . 

iW*^. Whatii't you Ay) tfce Life?— 

Zp». Mean you his Msjefty J—— 

^4Ci^ Approach the Chamber, andJeftroy your Q|ht 
With a new Gorion. Do not bid me fpeik; 
See. and th<Dfpnk your felvesi Awtkef awike.'^— ^ 

[£«v«<w Macbeth and Lenox. 

MMcd, KingtIieAlirum-Beft— Mnrtbert andTrcaftin!.-i 

Shake off this downy Sleep. Death's Countxrfeit) 
And look on Diath ie fel f — - — up> ti|>, «nd 'fte 
The great Doom's Imagel AfMleomti BtUfMf 
As from your Graves rife up.and w^ like Spright^ ' - 
To counieBjnce this horfOf . 'Rmg ihe BeB — — — 
Sell Jiiif£s. Enter L*ij Micbtth. ' 
IMj. Vhat*! the BuHnefc I 
That fuch an hideous Trumpet call|.to Parley^ 
-The Sleeperi of the Honfef Speal^ fpeab. ' 
' MmA. O gentle Lady, 
•Tis not for you to hear what ! can '^t^k. i 
The Repetition in a Woman'sEtrj ' 

' Would murther as (t ftD. ■ 

' ■ ■- Enter Btrquo. 

BantfH*, B*mpt9, our Royal Maftet's munhet'd. 
Lady. Woe, .las I 

Whir, in our Houfel— — — 

BdM. Too cruel, any where. 
Dear Drnf, I prithee conthdift (hy feHv 
And fay, « is not fo. ■ 

Eater Macbeth, Lenox, 4»<^Roffe. 

Mac, Hftd I Sut dy'd an hour before this chmcf^ 

1 had liv'd a blelTed limc : For from this infiant. 
There's nothing ferious in Mortality; 

All isbut Toyt; Renown and Grace is (lead j 
The Wine of Life is drawn, and ijic mtre Lets 
I; left this Vault to brag o^^ 

^ ' ■ '' ,, , .i^.oo*;' 

4m 



£»Ai^Ma}«Matc. Md Ctoddfaiiae. 

!>«». Whit is aioifs i 

Aiact. You are. and do not know't: 
The Spring, the Head, ibe Fountain of your Bledd,. 
Is ftopt i the very Source of it is ftopt. 

jlisetL Your Royal IPacher'siiHifiifci'id. 

/UmL Qbj'by whom / 

Lai. Thofe of his Chamber, as it fettn'd, had d«n'l^: 
Thth- Hands and Faces were alt badg'd with Blood. . 
So were their Daggers, which Dowip'd,' wc fouod . ' 

Upon their Pttbws ; tbey flir'd. »d were diAraded j . 
No Man's Ufe-wan to be trtiAed wiih ihgai. 

A/Mck. p, yet ! do rtpent mn of my ftry. 
That I did^krN ibeni ^ 

Aided, Whaefore did yon fo ( 

M*cb> Whocarvbe wilc,«nato*d,ttmp^raaev toA foiiauii, 
Ix>yil« and Neutrali in a monent i No Man. 
Xh' expedition of ny violeac Love 
OuMun the paqfei, Reifbnk Here lay Dmtesx,^ 
His filter Skin, lac'd with his (Solden Blood, 
And bis gafliM .Srahfi loolc'd hkeaBreachin N»tiire; 
For Ruiiu waftefui entrance -j there the Murtheren^ 
Steep'd in the Colours of their Trade -y their Daggers, 
Unmannerly breech'd .with |<ne ; Who could refrain. 
That had a Heart to love, and in that Hear^ 
Courage, to mAe's Lwe bwwn f 

h»dj. Help W heoce, ho 1 — r- \Sttmiii t« f4mt, 

Mdcd. LocJt to the lady, 

JtM. Why dq we hold our Tongues, 
That ntoft may claim this Argument for ourii 

Don. What Aiould be fpoken here. 
Where qn Fate hid within an avgei^boTe, 
May rufti, and feize us { Let's awayi 
Our Teats •V9 ttat yet brew'd. 

MaI. Nor (fits ftroDg Seirow 
Upon the foot of Motiooj 

Ban. Look to the Lady ; L^-^J Macbeth ii CdrritduM* 
And when we have our naked Frstlties hid* 
That fuffer in expofure : let us QKcr» 
And queftion this moll bloody piece of Worir, 
ll'oltnow it (urthsr. Fe4» and Scruples Ihake us: \,^\^. ■ 

'" In.' 



i)«4 jfJ^' TrsgtJy cf Macbetfa.' 
la the great faiad of God I-flapd, aodtheoci^ 
Agiinn the oodivulg'd ptet«Bce I fi^t. 
p? creironoD5 Malice. 

jtlL So all. 

M4ck Let's bricflf pat oa matij readinefi^ 
And meet i'tb* H%ll together. 

All. WeD contented. lExtttitt, 

MdU What will you dot Let's not conlbrt witB ihapi: 
To Qiew an unfelt Sorrow* is aD Office 
Which the falfe Mm does eaGe. I'll to EngUu/d, 

DtM. To IrtUmdt I ; our (eparated Fortuae. 
Shall keep us both the fafer^ where we ar^ 
There's Daggers in Mens Smiles j the oear in 3lood| 
The nearer bloody. 

. MmL Thii qiurrfaerous ihafi that's n^oti 
Hath not yet lighted; aod our fjfeft way, 
Xi to avoid th: aim. Therefore to Hotk, 
And let us not be dainty of leave>tal[iag. / 

But thift away; there's wacrant in that The/t, 
Which ileals it felf* . when there's no Meicy kft. 

SCENE 11. 

Entir KoSefwiiU dm QU Mm. 

Old M. Threefcore and" ten I can remember 'well. 
Within the Volume of which time, X have leeft 
Hours dreadful, and things grange; but thb fare NigW 
Hath trifi'd former linowingj. 

*#/». Ah, good Father, 
Thou feed the Heiv'ns, at troubled with Man's Aft, 
Threaten his bloody Sftge: By th' Clock 'tis Day, 
And yet dark Night flrangUs the travelling Lunpl 
Is't Night's predominance, or the'Day's ftiam^ 
That datknefs does the f»ce of Earth intomb, 
Whei living Light fhould kifs itj 

OUM Tis utinitunl. 
Even like the Deed that's done. On Tuefdsj lift, 
A Fanlcon towring in her pride of Place. 
Was by a moufing Owl hawkt at, ind kilKd. 



the Tragedy <j MacbcA. ij 15 

iCejJe. And Huncealt Moifes 
A thing moft IfaranKc iixl ceruin I 
Beanteoui and fwin, the MiaioDs of their Race* 
Torn'd wild in Niiure, broke their Stalls, flung our. 
Contending 'gainft Obi^teacei u they would 
Make War with Mtnkind, 

OU.M* 'Tis fiid, th^ eat eadi other. 

Ri$t. They did fo; 
To th' anuzement of mioe Eycf, that look'd opoo't. 

£ftf«r Macduff. 
Here comet the good MM^f. 
How goes the World, Sir, now/ 

M*cd, Why fee you not/ 

Rafft. Is'c known who did this more thao bloody Deedi 

MMcd. Thofe that SUcbeth hath fliia. 

H^f. AlntheDayl 
What good could they pretend! 

MMcd, They were fubom'd \ 
MMtcttlm, and Dtiuiiidinf the King's two Sons, 
Are ftola away and tl;d, which f)uts upon theOi 
Sufpicion of the Dead. 

Xefe. '^ainft Nature ftilli 
Thriftlefs Ambition! that will -raven upon 
Thine own lives means; then 'tis moft like 
The Sovereignty will fall upoa Mdcieih. 

AdMd, He is already nam'd, and gone to &«M ' 
To be invcftcdtf 

Jtojfe. Where is DimcM't Body! 

litUcd, Carried to Colmf/bill, 
The Sacred Siore-hqufe of his Predeceflbnf . 

And Guardian of their Bones, ■ 

Xejfe. Will you to Seewi 

Macd. No, Coufin, I'll to /^ 

Htfe. Well, r will.thither. 

Macd. Well may you fee, things well done there ; adieu. 
Left our old Robes Rt after chao our new. 

Xeft. Farewel, Father. " , . . . 

Old M. God's benifon go with you, Sir. and with tboie 
That would make good of mdr'andFriendspfPoes. [£xew/. 



a 5 1« **< Tf^edy #f Macbeth. 

ACT III; S C E N E I. 
SCENES Rbyat Apartment. . 

EmMr B«Bl]tlO. 

Anf, npHOU haft it now, l^ng, dni^oTt OUmitf i,% 

X As the weyMnl Wo«)«h promi/d, md I ftit 
Thou plaid'ft moft foully for't: Yer it wts Uid 
It Ihould not (lind in tliy Fofterity, 
But that my fdf fliouM b* tihe Rbot, and Father 
Of miny Kings. If there ocwnft truth from theM) 
As upon thee, M-Uieih. their Sfittches fhinei 
Vl'hy by the Verities on thee rtadegood, 
4/hf they not be thy OtadeJ is wctl. 
And fct me up ta hope? 8hC fattlh* no more. 

TrMmpttsJiitmd. Enter Macbeth asKifi^t £m^ Madmh, ' 
Lenox, RofTe, Ltrdi *nd ^ttmUms^ ' 

Mtuh. Here's our chief Gueft. 

LaAj. If be hiid been foi^t^. 
It had benvM ■ gap ifi dot great Fnft, 
And all things unbecoming. 

MMh. To Night we hold i. felemn Sopper. Sir, . 
And ru requeft fbUt f>reftric«. 

Bun, Lay your Hi^AeflTi 
Command upon me, t« the vfaieb, my Diiriec 
Are with a meft indiSbluUe tye 
Fot ever knit. 

MtKb. Ride you this Afternoon f 

Am. Ay* my good Lord. 

MMb. We Siould bare elfe delVd your good Advice^ 
Which ftill hath been both grave and pr«fperous, 
In this Day's Council; but w^ tAx to Morrow. 
Is't far you ride/ 

£.M. As far, my Lord, as wil! fttl uii the time 
*Twixt this and Supper. Go not (ny Horfe the better, 
I muft become a borrower of tbe Night, 
For a dark hour or twain. 

Mtieb. Pail nor our Feift. 

B«(. My Lord, 1 will not, 

MMh, We hear, oqr bloody Coulins are beftoVd 
In lEn^^ndf and in IrtUnd^ not confeffing 

Their 



Their cruel Pjirid^, fining dteir liearers 
With ftrange Invenbon, bun of thu to Morrow^ 
When therevit)itl we (halt faiTcCiufe ctf Sate^ 
Craving us jointly. Hie you to Horfe: 
Adieu, 'till you return it Night. 
Cots fle*na nkh jmil 

Bom. Avf my Lord; our time does ciD upon's. 

AfMi. IwilhyoUrHoifttfvlfiv aMfarcofFaoC) ,. 
And fo I do commend you to their Biclu* 
Farewel. , ££x»»BiwiUtt. 

Let every Man be* Maftu of fa^ Tims, - 1 .- 

•Till fc?en at Night, to mike Society . " . 

The fwecter welcome: Ws viU k^ out felf . 
'Till Su^r time alenet While shen« God ba with you, , 

[Extiim; LMij Macbeth, , md Ltrik* 
Sirrah, a word wicfa. you; AttttnlthafeMen [7* «£irvjw. 
OurpIcifureJ 

Str. They are^ -my Lard^ wttUout. the Palace (StK* 

Mm^ Bring them befbw vi, ■ ££jn» Strvam, 

To be thus, is nothftig, . ^ - ■ 

But to be fifely thus : Our fears in £iC»fM 
Stick deep, and in hii Royalty -of Katutc ... ,i 

Reigns chat which, woald be &ar'd.'Titmuchlie.(URf* 
And to that davoctefi temper o^hisMind* 
Hehatha Wtidom thatdptfag)iide,hisVtloUr* , - 

To aft in fifety. There is noAe but he, 
Whofe Being I do fiur: And undtt him. 
My Genius is rcbok'd^ as it is fiud 
MArk^Aitthenfs vas by Ctfar | be chid the Siller^ . , 
When firfi they put the^unvof Kinit u^d ne» 
And bad thcni fpeak to hinif thenPr^et like* 
They hail'd him Father Co a line of Kings* 
Upon my Head, they plac'd a fruitlefs Crown, 
And put a barren Scepter in my Gripe, 
Thence to be wrench'd with atl unluieal Haod» 
Kg Son of min^ fucceeditig : if't be lb, 
For BanqHo'i ISue have I fil^d my Mind, . 
For them, the gracicui DmacAU nave I murthct'^ 
Put Rancors in the Veflcl of ray Peace 
Only for them, and mine Eternal Jewel 
Given to the common Enemy of Man, 

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1 5 1 8 Tie Tragedy tf Macbeth. 

Toouketbcm Kings, the Seeds of SM^wKiflgw 
Ritfaer thu) fo, come FaeeiDio the IMi, 

And ChinipioB iiie to th' ottcimce- ■ 

Who's tberef 

Sirttr Senuutf Mud tit>§ MMrtbtnrt* 

Now go 10 the Door, and ftty there 'cill we call. 

lExit StrvsM, 
yr$s ic oMycfienby we Tpoke ugether ! ' 

Mmr. It was, fb pleafe your Htthnefs. ^ 

AUe^. Well then, 
Now you have confidei'd of my Speeches/ kitow 
Thit it WIS he, io the timet paft, which held yon 
So uadet Fortune, whidi you thought bad bcco 
Our iooDCent fel^ this I nude^ood to you. 
In our hft Confereuce, pall in probation with you: - 
How you were born in Haad, how croft, the ^firumcnts; 
Who wrongbt with them: And all thit^ dfe that ought 
To half a Soul, and to a Notion craz'd. 
Say, thus did BsMqw. 

I Mmr, You nude it liiown to us. 
M^ub. I did fo; and went further, which if now 
Out point of fecoDd meeting. Do you fiad 
Your patience fo predomioaot in your Nature, 
That you can let this go t Are you fo Gofpell'd 
To pray for this good Min, and for hu Iffue. 
Whofe heavy Hand hath bow'd you to the Grave, 
And b^ar d yours for evert 
I Mm-. We are Men, my Liege. 
Muck Ay, in the Cstalogne ye gofor Men, 
As Houndr, and Greyhoundsi Muogrek, Spaniels. CufSi . 
Showghes, Water-Rug(, aitd Demy- Wolves arc dipt 
All by the Name of Dags; the valued 6]e 
Diftinguifhes the fwift, the flow, the fubtle^ 
The Houfe-Keeper, the Hutter, every one 
According to the Gift, which bounteous Nature 
Hath io him dos'd/ vhereby he dots receive 
Paiticulat addition, from the BilL 

That 



The Tragedy of Macbeth. 15 151 

That writes them all alike : md To of Men. 
How, if you have a ftation in tlie file. 
And not in the.worft rank of Manhood, fay it; 
And C will piit the bufinefs in your fiofoms,, 
Whofe Execution ta csyour Enemy offj 
Grapples you to the Heart, and love of us. 
Who wear pur Health but fickly in his Life, 
Which in his Death wcib pe^cd. 

X Muu 1 am onisi my Liegp, 
Whom Che vile Blows and Buffets of the World 
Have fo incenstl that I am recklefs what 
I do, to fpijte the World, "* 

1 Mmr, And I another, . 

So weary with Difafters, tugg'd with Forturg; 
ThaC I would fetiqy Life on any Chinee; 
To mend it, or be ri^ bn't. 

Maeb. Both of Jou r 

Know Banqug was four Enemy. 

JUur. True, my Lord. 

Aidcb.St is he mine : and in fuch bloody diftancr,' 
Tliat every Mmute of his being, thrufls ' 

Againft my near'ft of Life; and though I could . 
With barc-fac'd Power fweep h'm from mv fight 
And bid my will avouch it; yet t muft nor. 
For ceruin Friends that are both his, and ihine, 
Whofe loves I may not drop, but wail his falli 
Who I my felf flmck down t and thence it isi 
That I to your aSiiiance do inake love. 
Masking the bufineft from the cbnimbn Eye, ,'' ' '' 

For fundry weighty Rcafons. 

2 Mfir. We (hall, my Lord, 
Perform what you command us, 

1 Afnr. Though our Lives—— 
. Mack YOHf Spirits fli'ne through you. 
Within this Hour, at mod; 
I will advife you where to plant your felvej,' 
Acquaint you with the perfed Spy o'th'tjme. 
The moment on't, fdr't rnuft be done to NighrJ 
And foroetKing from the Palace: always .thought^ 
That! require a yearncis ; and with him, 
To- leave no ttutis nbr Bot^Hci in thtWoirKi , , ',1 . 



I J 5 ^ ^^ Tra^dy of Macbeth. 

FUance, his S^n, that keeps him C()mp2n)r. 
Whofc abfence is no Itfs material to me, 
Than is his Father's, mud embrace (he fate 
Of that dark Hour, Refolve your felves a-part, 
I'll come to you anon. 

Mftr. We are refolv'd, my Lord. 
M*iiy. I'll call upon you flraigh;; abide within* 
It is concluded ; Bau^no, thy Soul's flight. 
If it find Hcav'n, nufl: fii>d it out lo Night. \_^xe»Kt, 
Enter Lddj Macbeth, and a Servant. 
Ladj, Is Banqtti gone from Court { 
Serv. Ay, Madam, but returns again to Night. 
Lady. Say to the King, I would attend his leifure. 
For a few words. 
Serv, Madam, I will. \Exitt 

L»dj. Noueht'i had, all's fpent. 
Where our deure is got without content : 
*Tis fafer, to be that which we deftroy. 
Than by deftru&ton dwell in doubtful joy. 

Enter Macbeth. 
How now, my Lord, why do you keep alone / 
Of fbrrieft Fancies your Compainions miking^ 
Ufing tbofe Thoughts, which fhoutd indeed have dy'd 
With them they think on } things without ail remedy 
Should be without regard j whit's done, is done 

M*cb. We have fcorch'd the Snake, not kill'd it : 
She'll cloie, and be her felf, whilfl our poor Malice 
Kemiins in danger of ber former Tooth. 
But let the frame of things disjoint, 
Both the Worlds fuffer, 
£'cr we will eat our Meal in fear, and fleep 
In the afflidion of thefe terrible Dreams, 
That fhake us Nightly : Better be with the dead> 
Wham we, to gain our place, have feat to peace. 
Than on the torture of the Mind to lie 
In redlefs ecflaGe. DM/ictmh in his Grave ; 
After Life's fii&l Fever, he fleeps well, 
Treafoti has done his word ; nor S'eel nor Poifon, 
Mahce Dom'eftick, Foreign Levy, nothing 
Can touch him further. 
Lad^, Come on; " '■ ■ ■ ■■'^■ooi^k' 

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Gcnclr, my Lord, fleep o'er your nigged Loiti, 
Be bright and jovial 'mong yuur Guefls to Night. 

MMb., S3 Oiall I> Love, and fo I pray be you ; 
Let your remembrance Ail) apply to Am^im, 
Prefmt him Eminence, both with Eye and Tongue t - 

Unfafe the wkilcj that we muft lave our Honours 
In thefe fo flittering ftrcams. 
And make our Faces Vizards to our Hearts, 
Diiguiling what they are. 

Ladj. You muft leave this. 

Maeh, O, full of Scorpions is my Mind, dear Wife ! 
Thou know'ft, that BtotqiM and hii Fletmce lives. 

LiUtj. But ia them, Nature's Copy's not eternr, 

Jliacb. There's comfort yet, they are afTsiUble, 
Then be thou jocund : e'er the Bat hath flown 
His CloyftcrM flight, e'ec to black Hccin\ Summonc 
The ihard-born Beetle, with his drowlie hums, 
Math rung Night's yawning Peal, there ftiall be done 
A deed of dreadful note. 

L*ij. Whit's to be done ? 

Mach. Be inocent of the Knowledge, dearefl Chuck, 
'Till thou applaud the deed : Come, fealing Night, 
&arf up the tender Eye of pitiful Diy. 
And with thy bloody and invifible Hand . 
Cancel and tear to pieces that great "Bond, 
Which keeps' me pale. Light thickens, ind the Crow 
Makes Wing to th'K.ooky Wood : 
Good things of Day begin to droopwand drowze. 
Whiles Night's black Agents to their Preys do rowzc' 
Thou marvelt'ft at my words ■■, but hold th'e flill; 
Things bad begun, make flrong themfelves by ill : 
So prithee go with me. \_ExtuHt, 

S C E N E If. 

SCENE A 'Pafky the Ca/iU at a T>ijUftce. 

Euttr three Murtbertru 

I M)tr. But who did bid thee join with ui I , 

iMtr. MMcbtlh. ^.ooi^lc 

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1 5 5 1 T$e Tragedy of Macbeth. 

I Mur. He needs not our miftruft, fince he ddiven 
Our offices, and what we hare to do. 
To the direSion joft. 

I Mur. Then ftind with as. 
Th: Weft yet glimmers with feme ftreaks of Day. 
Now fpurs the lateft Traveller apace. 
To gain the timely Inn, and near approaches 
The fubjeft of our Watch. 

J M»r, Hark, 1 hear Horfes. 

BAnqua within. Give us a Light there, ho. 

z Mnr. Then 'tis he t 
The reft* that are within the iiote of cxpefiation. 
Already, are i'th' Court. 

1 Mur^ His Horfes go about 

; Mar. Almoft a Mile : but he does ufually. 
So all Men do, from hence to th' Palace Gate, i.h 

Make it their walk. 

Enter Banquo Mtd Fleancet with 4 Torch. 

2 Mmr, A Light* a Light. 
5 Mur. "Tis he, 

I Mfir. Stand to't. 

Bm. It will be rain to Ni^ht. 
\TTx)f»U HpQH ^\n(\\xo4UidkiU him; in tbeJe0^tfUtaceefi/^t. 

I Mur. Let it come down. 

BdH. O, Treachery I 
Fly, good FUance, fly, fly, fly. 
Thou miy'ft revenge, O Slave I [P/«. 

3 Mmt. Who did ^rike out the Light / 
X Mmr. Was't not the way i 

5 A/mr. There's but one down ; the Son is fled. 
1 Mur. We have loft 
Beft half of our Aifiir. 
I Mur. WeII,leL*S3way,andrayhowiDuchisdone.[£xciwr. 

SCENE III. A Boom of State. 

A Bunqueiprtfor'd. Enter Macbeth, Ladjt Kofle* Lenox. 
Lgrdtt and AttendMutJ. 

M4cb. You know your own Degrees, fit down : 
At firft and laft, the hearty welcome. 
Lirds. Thinks to your Majefty. 
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And phy rhe humble Hoft : 
Our Hoiiefs keefis her StaK, but in the bell trine 
We will require her welcome. {T^'7 fi'* 

Lddy, Pronouace it for me, Sir, to all oar Friends. 
For my Heart fpeiks, they ire welcome. 
Enttrfirfi Marikerer* 

Mdcb. See they encounter thee with, their HeaiCs thankSi J 
Both fides are even .• here I'll {it i'th' mid'ftt 
Be large in Mirth, anon we'll drink a Meafure 
The Table round. There's Blood upon thy Face. [7«/j(i«^Nr. 

Mmr, "Tis Bdnqnt's then. 

Aiach. *Ti$ better thee without* than he within. 
Is he difpatch'd ? 

AfHr. My Lord, his Throat is cut* that I did (or biro; 

MMb. Thou art the beft o*th' Cut-throati ; yet lu's good. 
That did the like for FUa»it : if thou did'ft it, 
,TIiou arc the Kon-pareil. 

Mmr. Moft Royal Sir, 
VltMce'n Tcap'd. 

AiMch. Then comes my Fit again .- 
1 had elfe been perfed ; 
Whole as the Marble, founded as the Rock, 
As 'broad, and genera), » the caitng Air : . 
But now I am cabin'd, crib'd.. confin'd, bound in 
To fawcy doubts and fears. But Bm^'i fjfe ?- — -• 

M»r. Ay, my good Lord : fafe in i Ditch he bidef. 
With twenty trenched galhes on his Head ; 
The lead a Death to Nature. 

Mdcb, Thanks for that; 
There the grown Serpent iyes, the Worm that's fled 
Hatb Nature, that in time will Venom breed» 
No Teeth for th'prcfent. Get thee gone, to mcrrow 
We'll hear ouk fclvcs again. [£*</ M$trtberer\ 

Ladj> My Royal Lord, 
You do not give the Cheer *, the Feaft is fold 
That is not often vouched, while 'tis making : 
*Tis given with welcome; to feed were befi at home; 
From thence,' the Sawce to Meat is Certmony, 
Meeting were bare without it. 

The Gkofl of Banquo rifes, Mtd-ftts in Macbeth'j fUce. 

Math, Sweet Remembrancer ! 
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And Health on both. 

Len. Miy'c pleafe your Higbnefs. fit. . 

Aiacb. Here h>d we now our Country's Hooour, roofd, 
Weri the gric'd Perfon of our Bm^b* prefenc, 
Who miy I rather chillerge for Unkindnefs, 
Thin pity for Mifchance. 

RoQe. Hij ibfence, Sir, 
Lays blame upon his promife. Pl«s*t your Highnefs 
To grace us with your Royal Company { 

Maeb. The Table's full. {Startit^. 

Lett, Here is a place lefcry'd, Sir. 

Macb. Where I 

LtH. Here, my good Lord. 
What is'c that moves your Highnefs/ 

Macb. Which of you have done this/ 

Lords, Whar, my good Lord! 

Macb. Thou can'ft not fsy I did it.* neverfliake 
Thy goary Locks at me. 

Rfffe. Gentlemen rife, his Highnefs is not well. 

jJUy. Sit, worthy Friends, my Lord is often thus. 
And hath been from his Youth. Pray youkeepfeat. 
The fit is momentary, upon a Thought 
He will again be well. If much you note him 
You (hall offend him, and extend hisPaffion; 
Feed, and regard him not. Are yoti a Man{ [_7V Macbeth, 

Mdcb. Ay, and a bold one, that dare look od that 
Which might appall the Devil. 

Ladj, O, proper fluff! 
This is the very painting of your fear{ 
This is the Air-drawn-Dagger which you faid 
Led you to Dunc/im, O, thefe flaws and flart!> 
Impoftors to true fear, would well become 
A Woman's fiory at a Winter's Fire 
Authoriz'd by her Grandam : (hameitftif!^— 
Why dr> you make fuch Faceis! when all's done 
You look but on a flool. 

M<ub. Ptithee fee there: 
Behold I look/'loe! how fay you? [Pointing f tht Ghtfi* 
Why, what care 1, if thou canfl nod, i^k too. 
If Charnel-Houfes, tnd our Gi^vesmuft fend 
ThofethitVe hury, back; our Momimeots 

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Shall be ihe Miws of Kites, ^ [Tie Cho^ vanijbts. 

Lady. What? quite unmann'd in Folly? 

M*cb. If I (land here, I faw hira. 

Lddy. Fie for ftiame. 

Mticb. Blood hith been (Tied eVr now, i'lh' old time 
E'er humane Statue purg'd the gentle W«l ; 
Ay. and fince too, Murthers hive been pcr/orm'd 
Too terrible for the Ear: the times have been. 
That when the Brains were out, the Min would die. 
And there an end; Eut now they rife again 
With twenty mortal Murtheis on their Crowns, 
And puflt us from our Stools ; this is more flrange 
Than fuch a Murther ist 

Lady. My worthy Lord, 
Your Noble Friends do lack you. 

Mdcb. I do forget — — 
Do Dot mufe at me, my moft worthy Friends, < 

I have a ftrange Infirmity, which is nothing 
To thofe that know me, Corac, Love and Health to all. 

Then I'll fit down: Give me fome Wine, fill fu!I 

Qrffj he is drini^ingt the Ghefi rifts again jufi before him, 
I drink to th' general joy of the whole Table, 
And to our dear Friend Bantjuo, whom we mif^, 
Would he were here; to all. and him, we thir^, 
Aud all to all. 

Lords, Our duties, and the pledge. 

Macy, Avant,and quitmy light, let the Earth hidethee: 
Thy Bones are marrowlefs ; thy Blood is cold} 
Thou haft no fpeculation in thofc Eyes, 
Which thou doft glare with. 

Ladj, Think of this, good Peers, 
But as a thing of Cuftom \ 'tis no other. 
Only it rpoils the pleafure of the time. 

Macb. What Man dare, I dare: 
Approach thou like the rugged Ruffian Bear, 
The arm'd Rhinoceros, or th' Hjrcan Tyger, 
Take any (hape'but thar, and my fiim Nerves 
Shall never tremble, O be alive again, 
And dare me to the Ocfart with thy Sword ; 
If trembling I inhabit, then proteft me 
The Baby of a Girl. Hence horrible Shaddw, 

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15 3^ "^^^ Tragedy of Macbeth. 

Unreal Mock'ry heoce. Why fp,— — ^be gone-? — j— . 
iTht Chejvatti/bes, 
I >m a Mm agiin; pray you fit ftill. [The Lordt rife. 

I^dj. You have difpl3c'<4 the M'^ttii broke the goaj 
Meeting, 
With uioU adaiir'd difordfr. 
Mach, Can fuch things be. 
And oytrcome us like a Summet's Cloud 
' Without our fpccial wonder i* You make me ftring^^ 
Even to the dilpofiiion thu 1 owe, 
When now ( think you (in behold fuch Cig^t^ 
And keep the natural Ruby of youi Cheeks, 
.W^c" mine is blanch'd with fear, 
Reffe, What fights, my Lord ! 

Ladj. r pray you fpeak not ^ .he grows worfe and Torft. 
Queftion enrages him: at once. Good-night. 
Stand not upon the order of your going. 
Bat go at once. 

Len. Good-night, and better Health 
'A"cnd bis Msjefty. 

Lady. A kind Good-nighj to all. [Exemu lArdt. 

Macb, It will have Blood they fay *, Blood will have Blood : 
Stones have been known to move, and Trees to {peak \ 
Augtires, thit underftood Relations, have 
By Maggot. Pyes, and Choughs, and Rooks broufjht forth 
Ttie fecret-ft Man of Blood. What is the Night i! 

Litij. AlmoO at odds with Morning, which is which. 
Macb. How fiy'ft thou, that ^.tci^iH^denies hrs Perfbn, 
At our great bidding? 

tady. Did you fend to him. Sir? 
Macb. I hear it by the way; but I wiH fend: 
■^here's not a one of them, but in his Hou'e 
} keep a Servant Fee'd. I will to Morrow 
(And betimes I will) to the wizard Sifters. 
More fliall they fpeak ; for now I am bent to know 
By the worft means, the worft, for mine own good^ 
All Caufes ftiall give way, I am in B|e>pd 
Spent in fo fa , tjiit Ihould [ wade DO more* 
Returning were as tedious as go o'er; 
Strange things I Ijave in Head, that will to Hand, 
. Wiiich mufi be a^.d, e*erthey may be fcann'd. 

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Ladj. You Jack the Seifon of all Natures, Sleep, 
M.Mb, Come, we"*!!, to Sleep; My firinge snd relf-abufe 

Is the initiate Fear, that wants hard ufe ; 

Wc a^e yet but young indeed, [£j:f««f. 

SCENE IV. rhe Heathr 

TimnJtr, Enttr tfjt three Witckttt ineftinj^ Hecate. 

I IFit. ythy how now, Hecate, you look angcrly ! 

Hec. Hive I not Rcafon, Beldams, as you ire/ 
Sawcy, and over-bold, how did you dare 
To trade an^ tra^iclc with Macheib, 
Jn Riddles, and Affairs of Death; 
And I the Mil^refs of your Charms, 
tlie clofe contriver of all harms. 

Was never call'd to bear my part. , 

Or (hew the glory of our Art? 
And which is worfe, all you have done 
Hath been hut for a wayward Son. 
Spightfiil and wrathl^ul,who,asothersdo. 
Loves for his own ends, not for you. 
But make amends now^ get you gone, 
And It the Pit o{ j^cheroit 
Meet me i'th* Morning: thither he 
Wiir come, te know his' Deftiny; 
Your Vtffels, and your Spcils provide, 
.Your Charms and every thing befide; 
I am for ih' Air: this Night I'llfpend 
Unto a difmal, and a fatal £nd. 
' Great Bufinefsmuftbewrcught e'erNoon, 
Upon the Corner of the Moon 
There hangs a vap'rous drop, profound, 
til catch it e'er it come to ground; 
And that difiill'd by Magtck (lights, 
Shall raife fuch Artificial Sprights, 
As by the flrength of their IDulion, 
Shall draw him on to his ConfaGon. 
He fhall fpurn Fate, fcorn Death, and bear 
His hopes *bove \Vifdom, Grace* and Fear i 
AikI you all know, Security 
It Moital's chiefeft Enemy. [MmJlckA^^'i i SeMf, 



1 } J 8 Tht Tragedy cf Macbeth.' 

Hark, I im all'd i my little Spirit fee 
Sits iD fbe foggy Cloudj and ftays for me, 

{SiK^ within^ Cime mutj, etme mirdj, tec* 
I Wii. Come, let's make haSe, Aell foon be 
Btckiglin. [£nawr. 

S C E N E V. 

Enter Lcoox and ttmtbtr Ltrd. 
LtH, My former Spcecka have but hit yoar TbonghtS) 
Which cm interpret nrther; Only I fay 
Things have been ftrangely bora. The gracious Dmnctm 
Was pitied of ./i/4r^e//f—^—mury he wudead: 
Add right valiant Ban^t vralk'd too late. 
Whom you may Tay* ift pleafe you, fUMctWltdt 
For fUsMct fled; Men muft not walk too late. 
Who cannot want the thought, how monftrous 
It was for JtUle»lMf and for Dtnalbmni 
^ To kill their gracious Father r Damned Fid I 
How it did grieve il/iic^Mjb ! Did henotftraighc 
In pious RagCf the two Delinquents tejir. 
That were the Slaves of Drink, and Thralls of Sleep I 
Wis that not nobly done/ ay, and wifely too; 
Tot 'twould have anger'd any Heart alive 
To hear the Men deny't. So that I fay. 
He has born all things well, and I do think. 
That had he Dniuaii's Sons under the Key, 
(.As, and't pleafe Hcav'a he ihall not,) they (hould find 
What 'twere to kill a Father: So Ihould FltAmci. 
But Peace; for from broad words, and caafe he faii'd 
His prefence at the Tyrant's Feaft. I hear 
Jtfatduf livef in difgrace. Sir, can you tell 
Where he beilows himfetfl 

L0rd. The Soas <if DmncMtt 
From whom this Tyrant holds thtdue of Births 
Live in the EdgUfb Court,- and are receiv'd 
Of the mod Pious Edwarttt with fuch grace, 
That the Malevolence of Fortune, nothing 
Takes from his high refpeS. Thither Macduff 
Is gone, to pray the Holy King, upon his aid 
To wake NtrthnmhtrUHdf and warlike Stpvdrdt 

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That by the help of thefe, with him ibo« 
To ntine (he Woik, we may again 
Give to our Tables Meat, Sleep to our Nights ■, 
Free front our Feafls and Banquets bloody Knives ; 
Do faithful Homage, and receive free Honour, 
All which we pine for now. And this report 
Hath fo exafperite their KinE^, that he 
Prepares for fome attempt of War. 

Len. Sent be to M«cd*ff{ 

Ltrd. He did; and with an abfolute, Sir, not!* 
The cloudy Meflenger turns me his Back. 
And hums j as who (hould itjt you'll rue the time 
That clogs me with this Anfwer. 

Lett, And that well might, 
Advife him to a caution, fhold what diftance 
His Wifdom cm provide. Some Holy Angel 
Ry.to the Court of EniUndt and unfold 
His MeOage e'er he come, that a fwift Blcffing 
May foon return to this our fuffrring Country, 
Under a Hand accurs'd. 

Ltrd. I'll fend my Prayers with him. [Extim. 



A C T IV. s:c ENE I. 

SCENE A dark Cave, in the middle a ireat 
Cauldron Ifurning. 
ThMHder, Enter the three Wtiches, 
I W^/.'T^Hrice the brinded Cat hath mew'd. 

1 zWtt. Thrice, and once the Hedges Pig wbin'd. 
Wit. Harpier crys, 'tis time, 'tis time. 
I Wit, Round about the Cauldron go. 
In the poifon'd Entrails throw. 

\Thtj mMth round the Cmldrtny and threw in the feveral 
Infredienti dsftr the Prepu-atien sf their Charm, 
Toad, that under cold Stone, 
Days and Nights, has thirty one: 
Swel[er*d Venom flecping got. 
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AU, Double, douMf, toil snd trouble \ 
Fire burn, and Cauldfon bubble. 

2 Vitu Fillet of 1 Fenny Snake, 
Ib the Cauldron boil and bake; 
Eye of Newt* and Toe of Fn^^ 
Wool of Bat, and Tongue of Dc^t 
Adders Fork, and Blind-vormi Scing, 
Lizard Leg, and Howlet'i Wing: 
For a Charm of powerful Trouble* 
Like a Hell-broth, boil and bubble, ' 

AU. Double, double* toil and trouble. 
Fire burn« and Cauldron bubble. 

5 Wit' Scileof Dragon, Tooth of Woir, 
Witches Mummy. Maw, and Gulf 
Of the nvin'd Talc Sea Shark; 
Root of flemtock, digg'd i' th* darl; 
Liver of Blafpheming Jntti 
Gall of Goit, and Slips of Yew, 
Stiver'd in the Moon's Hclipfe; 
Nofe of Twrife, and Ttkrt4T\ Lipij 
finger of Birth-ftrangled Babe, 
Ditch delivered by a Drab. 
Make ihe Gruel thick, and flib.' 
Add thereto a Tyger's Chawdron, 
For th' fiigredients of our Cauldron.' 

AlU Double, double, toil and trouble,' 
Fire burn, and Cauldron bubble. 

1 Wit. Cool it with a Baboon's Blood, 
Then the Charm is Brm and good. 

Enter Hecate, tmd tther three Witehet, 

Htc. Ol well done! I commend your pains. 
And every one fhall Ihare i* th' gains : 
And now about the Cauldron ling 
Like Elves and Fairies in a King, 
lochaoting all thit you put in. 

M»fick,*>td4 Sought 
BLtci( Spirits dnd Wiittt 
Bbu Spirits dmd Grdf^ 
Mingle, miii£le, miiigu, 
T»m ihtu mingle msj* 

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The Tragedy of Macbeth. 1341 

SoBcthiflg wicked this wiy comest 
Open Locks, vhoever knocks. 

Enter Macbetl). 

Macb. How nowt youfecrett bItckyaDdnidnigfatHtgs/ 
Whic is't you dot 

^IL A deed without a Name. 

Mttcb. I conjure you, by ifaat wliich you profeft. 
How e'ei you come to know it» anfwer me. 
Though you untie the Winds, and let them fight 
Againd the Churchej^ though the yefty Waves 
Confound and fwallow Navigition up ; - 
Though bladed Corn be lodg'd, and Trees blown downj 
Though Caftles topple on their Warden Heads; 
Though Palaces, and Pyramids do Hope 
Their Heads to their Foundations: though the TreaTufC 
Of Katurei Gernain,' tumble altogether. 
Even 'till deftrudioa iicken; aofwet n^ 
To whit I isk yoQ. 

I ffit. Spejk. 

t Wit. Demand. 

} Wit, We'll anrwer. 

i ff?r. Say, if th* hadll rather hea^ it from ear Mouths» 
Or from our Maflers. 

Mscb. Call 'em : Let me fee *em. 

1 \fit. Poiif in Sowes Blood, that harh eaten 
Her niiie Farrowt Greace that's fweaten 
From the Murtherers (Sibbet, throw 
Into the FJame. 

AU, Come hi^h or low ; 
Thy fetf and Office deftly (how. [Thunder. 

^pAritiim tfan ttrmtd Ht*i rifts. 

M*cb. Tell me, thou unknown Power ' — 

t ;^^ He knows thy thought) 
£lear his Speech* but fay thou nought. 

Apf. MiKbttbX Mdciethi Mkcbttb! \itwvtt Mttciuffl-^ 
Beware the71!>.iwofW/i—difmifime' Enough. [!>//«»</*. 

Jlddcb, What-e'er thou art, for thy good Ciution, Thanks. 
Thou had harp'd my fear aright. But one Word more— — 

I Wit. He will not be commanded ; here's another 
More potent than the firft. ' [ThmuUr, 



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^BMritiw fJA hUtdj Child riftu 

jifp. Msshtthl Mticbttbl AUthtthl 

M*eb. Had I three Ears, Td bear thee. 

^/. Be bloody, bold, and refolutcj laugh to fcoto 
The power of Man; for nooe of Woman bora 
Shall harm M^elntb. [Dtfctrndt, 

MAclr. Then live Macdmff: What need I feat of chcc t 
But yet I'U nuke alTuraoce, double fure. 
And tike i Bond of Fate i thou Ihilt not live. 
That I may tell pale-hearted Fear, it lyes; 
And deep in fpight of Thunder. [TbfuMr^ 

j^drifim •/ d QiiU crtwtud, with d Tree im bit Hdndt rifit. 
What is this. 

That tifes like the IlTue of a King, 
And wean upon his Baby-brow, the tound 
And top of Severaignty t 

AU, Liften. but fpeak not to'c. 

j^f. Be UoQ metled, proud and uke no cite^ 
Who chafes who frets, or where Conrpirers ate: 
MMchtb Iball never vanquifli'd be, until 
Great Bimam Wood, to high DunfinMte Hill, 
Shall come agamft him. [pefierndt. 

Mdcb. That will oever be: 
Who can imprcfs the Foreft, bid the Tre 
Unfix his Earth-bound R.oot/ Sweet Boadncots/ §podl 
Rebellious dead, rife never 'till the Wood 
OiBirtutm rife, and our high-ptac'd ^ivAtti 
Shall live the Leafe of Nature, pay his breadi 
To Time, and mortal Cuftom. Yet my Heait 
Throbs to know one thing! tell me, if your Arc 
Can tell fo much : Shall Battqm^i Iffuc ever 
Rctgo in this Kingdom ? 

AU. Seek to know no more. 

[The Cdttidrn fimkt imtt the Qr»m$d* 

M*cb. 1 will be fatisned. Deny me this. 
And an eternal Curfe fall on you: Let me know. 
Why links that CtuldionJ and whu notfe is this/ [Htins. 

i*«/. Sh«wl - 

z Wn. Shewf 

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Tht Tragedy of Macbeth. * 5 4 5 

^li. Shew hit Eyes, and grieve hit Heart, 
Come like Shadows, fo depart. 

l^Ei^ht Kin^i appear audpafs over in trdtr, and Banquo 

Ufit mth a Glafs in his Hand, 
Macb, Thou art too like the Spirit of Ban^m', Downl 
Thy Crown do's fear mine £ye-BaIls. And thy Hair 
Thou other eold-bound-brow, is like che firft— ■ 

A third, is like ihe fornler- filthy Hags I 

Why do youihewmethis/— — Afourth?— StartftyeJ 
What, .will the Line ftretch out to th' crack of Ooom{— >- 

Another yet? A fcventh! ril fee no more- ■■ 

And yet the eighth appears, who bear^ a (Slafs, 
Which ihews me many moie ; and fome I fee* 
That twofold Balls, and treble Scepters carry. 
Horrible fight ! Now I fee 'tis true» 
For the Blood-btJter'd Banqno fmiles upon mr. 
And points at them for his. What is this fo t 

I l^it. Ay Sir, all this it To. But why 
Stapds ^4c^»j& thus amazedlyi 
Come Sifters, cheer we up his Sprights, 
And fhewthe beftofour Deligha. 
I'll charm the Air to give a found} 
While you perforin your Antique round : ' 

That this great King may kindly fay. 
Our Duties did his welcome pay. [Mnfick,, 

{The ffitchei danse, and vtnijh, 

Macb. Where are they! Gonci--Let this pernicious hour» 
Stiinday accurfed in the Kalender. 
Come in, without there. 

Enter Lenox. 

Ltn. What's ^our Grace's WilH 

Mack Saw you the Wizard Sifters! 

Le». No, my Lord. 

Mack, Came they not by you? 

Len, No indeed, my LordC 

MacB. Infeded be the Air whereon they ride^ 
And dimn'd all thofe that truft them. I did hear 
The galloping of Horfe. Who was't came by ? 

Lea. ' ris two or three, my Lord, that bring you word, 
Maednf is Bed to England. 



A 3 4 4 3i&tf Tra^iy of Macbeth. 

Mic. Fled CO EngUndl 

Lcn. Ay* my good Lord. 

M^y> Time, thou anticipat'll niT drtad Exploits: 

The flighty purpofe never is o'er-took 

UnleA tiie deed go with it. From this miment. 

The very firftling of my Heart (hall be 

The firftling of my Hand. And evco now 

To Crown my Thoughts with Afts, bettlhoughtanddoQei 

TheCaftle oi Mdcdttfl will furprize, 

Sieze upon Fift'-, give to rh* edge o'lR' Sword 

His Wife, his Babes* ind ill unfortunate Souls, 

That trace htm in his Line. No bjifting like a Fool, 

This deed I'H do, before ihi£ purpofe cool. 

But no more fights. Where are thefe Gentlemen / 

Come, bring me where they are. {Ektium 

SCENE II. Macduffx Cafilt. 

Enter Ldjj Micdnff, htr Stn^ amd K.oSe, 

L.Maed^ Whathad he done, to itulce him fly the Land> 

Refft. You muft have patieDcej MaduB. 

Z>. Mttcd, He had none; 
His flight was Madoefst when our Adions do ooCf 
Our Fears do make us Traitors, 

ReJ/e. You know nor, 
Whether it WIS his Wifdom. or his Feir. 

L,MMcd. Wifdnm! to leave his Wife* totear^htsBabci, 
HisManfion, and his Titles* in a place 
From whence himfelf does fiy\ He lovei us noc. 
He wants the natural Touch; for the poor Wren, 
The mod diminutive of Birds^ will fight* 
Her young Ones in her Neft, againft the Owli 
All is the Fear, md nothing is the LQvei 
As little is the Wifdom. where the flight 
So runs againft all reafon. 

^#. My dcareft Coi, 
I pray you School yourfclfi but for your Hujhandi 
He is Noble* Wife, judicious, and beft knows 
The fits o' th" Seafon. I dare not fpeak much further; 
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And do nolt know our felvn .• Wheo we hold Rumour 

From what we feiri yet know doc what we fear. 

But floaC upon a wUd and violent Sea 

Each way, and move* I take my leave of yet; 

ShaU not be long but I'lr be here agaiq : 

Things ac the worft will ceafe, or elfe climb upward 

To what they were before, my pretty Coufin, 

Blelling upoo you. 

£. Mdcd. Father'd he is and yet he's Fatherleft. ^ 

Rtffe, I am ib much a Fool, Ihould I ftay longer. 
It would be my Difgrace, And your Difcorafort. 
I take my leave at once. [Exit KoScl 

luMatd. Sirrah, your Fatlier's dead. 
And what will you do now t How will you live / 

Son, As Birds do> Mother. \^ 

£. Macd. What, with Worms and Flies ? 

Sm. With what I get, and fo do they. 

Ak MAcd. Poor Bird I ' 
Thoud'ft never fear the Net, nor Line, 
The Pit-fiJl, nor the Gin. '■ 

Sm. Why ftould I, Mother ? 
Poor Birds they are not fet for : 
My Father is not dead for all your faying^ 

L. Mtud, Yes, he is dead ; how wilt thou do for a Father ? 

Sm, Nay, how will you do (or a Husband % 

L, Aided, Why, I can buy me twenty at any Markeb 

S«H. Then you'll buy *em to fell again. 

L, MMcd. Tbou fpeak'il with all thy wir. 
And yet i'faith with wit enough for thee. 

Son, Was my Father a TraiCcn-) Mother t 

L. Macd, Ay, that he was. 

Sm. What is- a Traitor / 

L. Mdcd, Why, one that fwears and lies.' 

S»n. And be all Traitors thu 'do io f 

Z» Mtai. Every one that does fo is a Trattorj 
And muftbe haxtg'd. . -. 

Son. And mud they all be hang'd that iVeti'And lici 

Z-. Mdcd, Every one. 

Stn, Who muft hang them ? 

h. Adacd. Wby^ hooefi Men; 
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134^ ^J&* Tfrfge^^ji of Macl^eth. 

Sen, Then the Liirs and Swewen ire Fools j for there ait 
Ltus ind Swe»iers eoow, to twat the boneft Men, and hang 
' up them. 

L. Macd- God help thee, poor Moakty : 
But how wilt rhou di^ for a* Fathei { 

5«». If he were dead, you'd weep for him : If you would 
not. it were a good Sign, thjt I Ihould quickly have a oev 
Father. 

L, AfMd. Poor Pratler, how thou tilk ft. 

Enter 4 Mejfenger, 
Mef. Blefs you, fair Dame, I am not to you known. 
Though in your Sme of Honour 1 am perfed ; 
I doubt feme danger does approach you nearly. 
If you will take a homely Man's advicci 
Be not found here ; hence with your Ikilc Ones; . , 
To fright you thus, mcthinks I am too lavage; 
To do worfe to you, were fell Crueky, 
Which is too nigh yourPerlbn. Hcav'u preferve you, 
I dare abide no longer. [ExH JUtgiwger. 

L. Macd. Whither Ihould ! fly i 
I have done no harm. Bui I remember now 
I am in this earthly World ; where to do harm 
Is often hudabls, to do good fomctime 
Accounted dangerous Folly. Why then, alas ! 
Do I put up tmt Womanly Defence, 

To fay I had done no hirmt What are thefe Faces! 

Enter Murthereru 
Mm: Where is your Husband / 
I„ Aided, I hope in no place fo unfandified. 
Were fuch as. thou may'ft find him. ' 
Mur. He's a Traitor. 
Sta. Thou ly'ft, thou Ihag-ev'd ViUun. 
Mur. What you Egg? [jSMUimgbim 

Young fiy of Treachery / 

Son. tie. has iifrd me, Mother) 
Run away, I pray you. [JRxiit. try»^ Musrtikt* 



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SCENE III. Ths nng of England'^ 

Palace. 

Enter Malcolm Mni Macduff, 

Mai. Let us feek out ionie de jblate Shade, and the'c 
Weep our Tad Bofoms empty. 

Macd. Let us ratiier 
Hold faft the hrartal Sword j and like good Men* 
Bcftride our downfsl Birtb-doBK; Each aiv Morr, 
New Widows howl, (rtw Orphans cry^ new Sorrows 
Strike Heaven on tire Face, that it refounds 
As if it felt with Scrtland, iad yell'd out 
Like Syllable of D 'lour. 

MaU What I believe. I'll wail; 
-What knov, beheve \ and what [ cm redrcTs, 
As I Ihall find [he time to friend, i wtl). 
What you have fpoke, it nay be fo perchance; 
This Tyrant, whofe folc Name bliftera our Tonguett 
Was once thought honcft : YOa have lov'd kiib welt. 
Me huh not touch'd you yet. 1 am young, but fomcthing 
You may difcern of huQ through the, and wifdom 
To offer up a witi, podr innocent Limb, 
T'appeafe an angry God. 

Mud. I am not treacherous. 

Mid. But Macbeth is. 
A good and virtuous Nature miy recott 
In an imperial Charge. B6t I iball crave your Pirdon i 
That which you are, my thought* cannot tranrpnfe; 
Angels are bright flill, though the brightift: fclK 
Though all things fout Woul^bear the brows of Grace, 
Yet Gnce muft ftilt look itx 

Macd. I have loft my h6feSi 

Mai. Perchance, even there, where I did find my doubtSt 
Why in that raamers left you Wife and Children i" 
Thofe precious Motives, tbofe flrong knots of Love^ 
jWithout leovf taking. I*prry you^ 
Let not my JealoiiGes he your Di(honours, 
put mine own Sifeties ; You may be rigfaily juA* 
|Vi«ceTer I (haU think. ^^.oo«^k 

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A^acd. BleEd, bleed, poor Country* 
Great Tyranny, lay thou thy Bafis fure. 
For Goodnefs darct not check thee : wear chou thy wroi^ 

' The Title is afraid. Fate thee well. Lord, 
I would not be the Villain that thou thtnJi'ftt 
For the whole fpace that's in (he Tyrant's Ora^* 
And the rich Eaft to b6jt. 

Mfl- Be net offended ; 
I fpeak not as in abfolnte fear of you: 
1 think our Country finks beneath the Yoik,' 
It weeps, it bleeds, and eich new Day a Galb 
Is added to her Wounds. I think withal. 
Thflv would be hands up-lifted in my right i 
And here from gracious Eti^Uiui have I offer 
. Of goodly ihoufands. But for all this. 
When I^alt tread upon the Tyrant's Head, 
Or wear t^ on my Sword; ytt my poor Country 
Shall have Imore Vices than it had before. 
More fuffer, and more furdry ways than ever* 
By him that Jhall fucceed. 

Macd, What ftiould he be / 
• MdL It IS my felf 1 mean, in whom I knov 
All the particulars of Vice fo grafted. 
That wheo they fhall be opened, black Mtcittb 
Will feem as pure as Snow, and the poor State 
Efteem him as a Lamb, beisg corapar'd 

With my confinclcfs harms. 
Mdcti. Not in the Legions 

Of horrid Hell, fan come a Devil more damn'dr 

In Evils, to top Macbeth, 
Aial. I grant him Bloody, 

Luxurious. Avaricious, Falle, Deceitful,^ 

Suddcr, Malicious, fmoaking of eveiy Siu 

That has a Namr. ^ut there's no bonomr none 

In my Voluptuoufnefs : Your Wives, your Daughter^ 
' Your Ma/rons, snd your Maids^ could not fill up 

The Gift. rn of my Lu ft, and my Defire 

Ai coniinent Impeditnents would o*er-beir 

That did oppofc my Will, Better Mdcteth, 

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M^d. Bouodldrlntemperaace 
In;Niture is a Tyranny; It hatb been ^ 

Th* untimely emptying of the bappy Throne, 
And fill of many Kings. But fear Dot yet 
To take upon you what is yours; You may 
Convey your Pleafures in a fpacious Plenty, 
And yet ieem cold. The time you miy fo Hoodwink, 
We nave willing Daffies enough, there cannot be 
That Vulture in you, to devour fp many 
As will to Greatnefs dedicate themfclves, 
Finding it lb inclin'd, 

MtU. With this, there grows 
In my mad ill-compos'd Aff^'^ion,. fuch 
A llaochUrs Avarice, that were I King, 
I (hould cut o^ the Noblei for their Lands; 
DeGr' his Jewels, and this other's Houfe, 
And my more-having would be is a Sawce 
To make m. hungermore;th3t| (hould forge 
Quarrels unjuflagaioft the Good and Loyal, 
Defiroying them for wealth. 

Maci. This Avarice 
Sticks deeper; grows with more pernicious Root 
Than Summer-f^eming Luft; and it hath been 
The Sword of our Tliin Kings: Yet do not fear, 
ScnUnd hath Foyfons to till up your Will 
Of your mere Ovyn. All thefe are portable, 
With other Gjraces weigh'd. 

MaU But L have none, tiie I^iiig-bec^raing Gtaces. 
As Juftice, Yerity, Tcipp'rancc, Stablenef , 
Bounty, Perfeveranc^, Mcrcy, Lovlinffs, 
Devotion, Patience, Courage, Forti'udei 
I have no relilh of them, but abound 
In the Divilion of each fev^ral f rime^ 
AAing it many ways. Nay, had I pqwer, I Ihould 
Pour the fvcet Milk of Concord into Hell, 
Uproar the univerfal Peace, confound 
All unity on Earth. 

AiAcd. O Scetlaadl SceiUndl 

Mai. U fuch a one be 6i to goverr, Ipeak: 
I VS as I have fpqken. 

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XI 50 7"i&# TragiJy <f Maehcth. 

*ia(J. Fijfcgovern i No not ta live. O NWiori mifmbk ! 
Wicb an untffed Tyrant, bloady Sceptred. 
When (halt thou fee thy wboirome Djys again ? 
Since that ihe trueft Iffue of thy Throne 
By his own Ir.terdiAron fltnds accurft. 
And do's bl»rphcmc his Bned f thy Royal Father 
Was a moll fainted King ; the Queen that bore thee* 
OftncT upon- her Kne«, than on her Feet, 
Dy'd every Day ftie liv'd. Pare thee well. 
Theft; Evils thou rcpeat*ft upon thy Wf, 

Have banifti'd me from Scetland, O my Breaft, 

Thy hope ends here. 

Mai Mdcduf, this noble FaSion, 

Child of Integrity, hifh from pjy Sou! 

Wip'd the black Scruples, reconcil'd my Thougfcti 

To thy good truth, and honour. Devilliflli M^cMh 

By many of thsfc triins, hath fought to win me 

Into his Power; and mndeft Wifdom plucks me 

From over-credulous hiftc % but God above 

Deal between thee and me; for even now 

I put my felf to thy diredion. and 

Unlpeak mine own detradion, here abjure 

The taints, and blames 1 laid upon my felf. 

For flrangers to my Nature, I am yet 

Unknown to Womer,. never was forfworn. 

Scarcely have c»veted what was mine own. 

At no time broke my Faith, would not betray 

The Devil to hit Fellow, and delight 

No lef$ in Truth than Life. ' My firft falfe fpeaking 

Was this upon my f;lf ; what I am truly 

Is thine, and my poor Country's to command : 

Whither indeed, before thy here approach. 

Old Sejward with ten tfaouHind warlike Men. 

AH ready at a point, was fetting forth. 

Now we'll together, and the chance of goojneft 

Be like our warranted Quarrel. Why are you filent t 
Matd. Such welcome, and unwelcome things, at otice, 

;Tis hard to reconcile. 

Eitttr 4 BoUvr, 
M4U Well, more anon. Comes the King forth, I priy 

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DtSt Ay Sir ; there are a Crew of wretched Souli 
That flay bit Cure ,* their Malady convinces 
The great Affiy of Art. But M hif touch. 
Such fan&ity hith Heav'n given his Hand, 
They] prefently am?nd. [£*<>. 

Mai. I thank you, Do&or. 

Macd, Whit's the Direife he means } 

Mai. 'Tis call'd the Evil, 
A moft miraculous work in this good King, 
Which often (ince my befe remjhi in Emglandy 
« I have feen bim do. How he foUcits Heav'n. 
Himfelf beft knows ; but ftrangely vilited People, 
All fwoln and Ulcerous, pitiful to the Eye, 
The mere defpair of Surgery, he cures, 
Hanging a Golden Stamp about their Necks, 
Put on with holy Prayer^, and *tis fpoken 
To the fjcceeding Royalty he leaves 
The healing Benedidion % wirh this ftrange Virtue, 
He hath a Heavenly Gift of Prophecy. 
And fundry BleQings hang absut his Throng 
That fpeak him full of Grace. 

Enter Roffe. 

MiutL See, who comes here. 

Mai. My Couoiry-man ^ but yet I know fatm not. 

JUacd. My ever gentle Coufin, welcome hither. 

Mai, I know him now. Good God-betimes remove 
The means, the means that mikes us Strangers. 

Xeffe, Sir. Amen, 

Maed. Stands Scotland -^hvt it did / 

R'Jfe. Alas poor Country, 
Almoft afraid to know it fclf. It cannot 
Be call'd our Mother, but our Grave j where nothing. 
But who knows nothing, is once feen to fmile : 
Where Sighs and Groans, and Shrieks that rend the Air 
Are made, not mirk'd; where violent Sorrow feems 
A modern ecftafie : the Dead-man's Knell, - 
Is there fcarce ask'd, for who ; and good Mens lives- 
Expire be£}re the Flowers in their Cape, 
Dying, or e'er they ficken. 

Matd. Oh Relation i too nice, and yet too true. 

Mai, What's the neweft Grief! l.oo«' 

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Rtjft. Thit of an hours Agt dotb hift the Speaker; 
Bich minute teems a aev one. 

Macd. How discs my Wife? 

Jtofe. Why, well. 

Macd. And all my Childreo? 

Kejfe. Well too. 

Aiacd. The Tyrant has not battet'd it ^tr peace F 

Reft. No, they were *dl at peace wheo I did leave •cm." 

Macd. Be not a niggard of your Speech: hov goes it{ ' 

Rejfe. When I came hither to tranfport dre Tidings 
Which I have heavily bomt there ran a Kumoar 
Of many worthy Fellows, that vere out^ 
Which was to my beli<;f witneft the rather* 
For that I faw the Tyrant's Power a-foot; 
Now is the time of help; yotu Eye in ScttUnd 
Would create Soldiers, md^e our Women fight. 
To doff their dire diflreffet. 

MaL Be't their comfort 
We are coming thither .• Gracious EngUni hath 
I.en,t us good Stpvard^ and ten thouland Men, 
An oldrr, ^nd a better Soldier, none 
That Chnftendom gives out. 

Rojfe. Would I could anfwer 
T^is comrort with the like. But I have words 
That would be howl'd out in the defart air. 
Where hearing ftiould not catch them. 

Macd. What? concern they 
The general Caufe? or is it a Fee-grief 
,Due to f.me fingle Breaft? 

Raft. No Mind that's honell 
But in it Ihares lome woe, though the main part 
Pertains to you alone. 

Macd. If it be mine 
Keep it not from me, quickly let rae have it. 

Roffc. Let not your Ears defptfe my Tongue for ever. 
Which ftijll poffefs rhem with the heavieft fouiJd 
Tha- ever yet ihey h;ard. 

Jfiacd. Hum ! I (ruefj at ir. » 

Ro^e. Yfjur Cafttc is (urpriz'd, yottr Wife and Babes 
Sivaq) I y fiiughter'd ; to relate the mJ nner. 
Were, on the Qiiarfy of thefe munhcr'd Deer, \ 

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To add tbe Death of yoa. 

Mai. Merciful Heav'n I 
Whit ^d; tit'sT pull your H» upop your brawi j 
Give forro^ words; the grief that does not fpeik; 
Whifpers the b'er-fraught Heart, 'and bidj it break. 
' ^ifftJL My Children tool— ^ 

Xafe, Wife, Childrra, Semnts, all that could be foaod. 

Mdcd. And I inuft be from theocel my Wife kiU'd tool 

Xaft. I have fiid. 

A^ai. Be comforted. 
Let's make us Med'cincs of bur great Revenge, 
To cure this deadly grief. 

Macd. Md has no Children. AU my pretty onei/ 
Did you fay Alii O Hell Kite! All? 
What, All my pretty Chickens, and their Dam, 
At 0ne fell fwoop! 

A(*i, Diipute it like a Man. 

Miicd. I fhall do fo; but I muft alfo feel it as a Man. 
J cannot but remember fuch things were, 
That were -moR precious to me: Did Heav'n look on 
And would not take their part{ Sinfbl Astdcdnf, 
They were all ftruck for thee; Naught that I iim. 
Not for their own demerits, but for mine 
Pell flaughter on their Siuls: Heiv'n reft ihem now. 

MiL Be this the Whetftone of your Sword, let grief ' 
Convert to an^er ; blunt not the Heart, enrjg- ir. 

Macd. O I could pliy the Woman with mine Eycs^ 
And Braggart'With my Tongue. But gentle Heav'ns, 
Cut fliort all intermiffion: Front to Fronr, 
Bring thou ,this Fiend of Scotland, and my fdf. 
Within my Sword's length fet him, if he 'fcape, 
Heav'n foi^ive him too. 

Afal. This tune goes minly : 
Ci^me, go we to tbe King, nur Power is ready. 
Our tack it nothing but our leave. Macbeth 
Is ripe for fluking, and the Powers above 
Put on their Inftrumentj; Receive what cheeryou may, ' 
Tile Night is long that rcver finds the Dty. ' \_Bxe»vt. 

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;SCENE An Amicbamber myikc\xx\isCafiU. 

Ettttr • DtSer tfPhjJkkf md a QmlrmtMB. 

Do^.'X Hive two Nights watcb'd with you. but can pei^ 
X ceive no truth in jrour report. When wis it ihc 
h^ walk'd/ 

Gent. Since his Majefly went into'the Field* I have feen 
ber rife from her Bedi throw her Nieht'Gowa upon hera 
unlock her Cloret, take forth Paper, udd it, write upoa'c. 
read ir, afterwards Seal ir, and again itturn to Bed ; y« aU 
this while in a moil faft fleep. 

DeQ, A great petturbatign in Nature! to receive at 
once the benefit of flcep, and do the effeds of watching. 
In this Aumbry Agitfttioe* besides her walking, and other . 
adual pcrforoiaacefi wliac fat any time) have you heard 
her fay J 

Qent. That Sir, which I will not report after her. 

DeB. Ycu may to me, and 'tis moft meet you (houtd. 

Gent. Neither to you, nar any one, having no witnefs to ' 
confirm my Speech. \_EnttT L»dj Macbeth with a Tsfer, 
ho you! here fhe comes: This is her very guife, and up- 
on my Life fifl aflcep; obferve her, ftand ciofe. 

DoH. How came ftie by that lightf 

Gent. Why, it ftood by her: Ihe has light by her coo- 
linually, 'tis her commind. 

Do^, You fee her Eyes are open. 
' Gent, Ay, but their feiife is Ihut. 

Doil. Whit is it (he do's now { 
Look how flie rubs her hands. 

Gent, It is an accuftom'd adion with her, to feem thus 
valhing her bandi: I have known her continue in this a 
quarter of an hour. 

Z-ii;. Yet here's a fpot. 

Do^. Huk, (he rpeaks, t will fet down what comes from 
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Lsdy. Ont dumedfpot; out I fa y—— ■■One; TwoS 
■why then 'tis rime to do't — ^HiU is murky. Fie, my 
Lord, Fie, a Soldier, aad afraid i what need we fear who 
know^ >t, when none can call our Power to account — »-yet 
who would have thought the old Man to have had fo much 
Blood in him'i 

DiH. Do you' mark that? 

Ladj. The TTtane of Bfe had a Wife; where is (he now ? 
What, win ihcle Haodt ne'er be clean i-^— No more o' that, 
my Lord, no more o' that : you marr all with flarctng. 

DoS, Go tOi go to ; 
You have known what you ftiould not. 

Gent. Shehatfpoke what (helhould nor, I amfureof thati 
Heav'n knows what ihe has known. 

Lady. Here's the fmell of Blood dill : alt the perfumes of 
^rdhu will not fweefen this little Hand. 
Oh I oh! oh/ 

Dail. Whit a figh is there / The Heart rs f irely charg'd. 
- Cent. I would not have fuch a Heai't in my Bofbme, iot 
Dignity of the whole Body. 

i)*ff. Well, well, well • 

Gent. Pray God it be,' Sir. 

CaS. This Direife is beyond my Pra^ice: yet I have 
known thofs which have walkt in their deep, who have died 
holily in their Beds. 

Ladj. Wafh your Hafidr, pnton your Kight-Gown> took 

notfo Pale- 1 tell you yet again, San^mo's buried; he 

cannot come out on's Grave. 

DoS. Evenfo/ 

Ladj. To£«d. to Bed; there's knocking at the Gate; 
Come, come, come, come, ^ive me your Hand: what's 
done, cannot be undone. To bed, to bed. to bed. 

lExit Lddj, 

D»a. Will Ihe go now to Bed f 

Cent, Direftly. 
. DvB, Foul whifporings are abroad; unnatural deeds 
Do breed unnatural Troubles. Infedted Minds 
To their deaf Pillows will difcharee their fccrets j 
More needs (he the Divine than ine Fhyficiai): 
God, God forgive us all. Look after her. 
Remove from her tbt meaiis of ill anDoyance, , ^ ^ , , . 

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And {till keep Eyes upon her; fo good Night. 
My mind Ihe bis mated* iiid imaz'd my fight. 
1 think, but dire not ^ak. 
■Cent. Good Night, good Dofior. [Exemitf 

SCENE n. A Field with a Wood at 
piflaitfe. 

Enter Mcnteth, Cithnefi, Augus, Lenox* itnd Soldiers, 

Mem. The EngUJb Power is ncir, led on by Mdiceimt 
His Uncle SeyiaMrd, and the good M^duff. 
Kevenges burn in them: Fottbgir dear csufes 
£xcite the mottiBed Man, 

Aftg* Near BirHsm Wood 
Shall we meet tbem, that w«y are they coming. 

Cath. Who knows if DsHaHrAine be with his Bfothfr! 

Leu. For certain. Sir, be is not: I have a jFile 
Of all the Gentry; there is Sfywat^t Son, 
And many unruff Youths, that even now ' 
Protell their firft of Manhood. 

Mtnt. What does the Tyrant? 

Cath. Great Z>jv»^«»e he Wrongly fortifies} 
Some 'iiy he's mad : Others, that lefTer bate bifii 
Do call it valiant Fury, bur, fbr certain, ' 

He cannot buckle hisdiftempet'd Caufe 
Wjthin the beh of R^le. 

Aug. Now do's he feel 
His fecret Murthets flicking on his hinds. 
Now minutely Revolts upbraid his faith-breacht 
Thofe he comminds move only in command. . 
Nothing in love; Now does he feel his Title 
Hang loofe abnut him, like a Giant's Robe 
V'pan aDwarfiOiThief.. 

Ment. Who then (hall blame 
His peftef';d Senfes «o recoyl, and flart. 
When all that is within him do's condefia 
It felf for being ihere. 

Cuh. Weil, march we on. 
To give Obedience where 'tis truly ow'd: 
Meet we tie Hed'chie of the iickly Wf il; 

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And with him pour we, in our Couatry'i purge* 
Each drop of us. 

Leu. Or fo much as it need9*X 
To dew the Sovereign Flower, and drown the Weeds. 
Make we our March towards Birnsat, \_Exeinu, 

SCENE III. Tfje CaJIle. 

Eitttr Macbeth* DoSort Mid jltundantt, 

Mick Bring me no more ReportSi let them fly all: 
'Till Birndm Wood remove to Dut^mt^ 
I cannot taint with fear. What's the Boy, MtUcetmi f 
Was he not bom of Woman f The Spirits that know 
All mortal Confequences, have pronounc'd me thus .- 
Fear not, Machetht no Man that's born Of Woman 
Shall e'er have fower upon thee. Then By falfe ThMiei^ 
And mingle with the Englifb Epicures, 
The mind I fway by, and the heart I bear. 
Shall never fag with doubt, nor ftiake with fear. 

Enter a Servant. 
The Divel damn thee black, thou cream-ftc'd Lown: 
Where got'fl thou chat<joofe-I.odti 

Ser. There are ten thouftnd— r— 

MMh. Geefe, Villain $ 

Ser. Soldiers, Sir. 

Mdcb, Go, prick thy Face, and over-red thy fear, 
Thoti Lilly-livet'd Boy. What Soldiers. Patch? 
Death of thy Soul, thofe Linnen Cheeks of thine 
Are Counfellours to fear. What Soldiers, Whay-face? 

Ser, The E«gliJb¥otcCt to pleafe you. 

Mach. Take thy Face hence-— ^e;r«ff .'—I'm fick at heart; 
When I behold^-~^f;t«n. I fay t— — this pufli 
Will cheer me ever,' or difeafe me now. 
I have liv'd long enough: My way of Life 
Is fali'n into the Sear, the yellow Leaf, 
And that which Ihould accompany old A^e, 
As Honour, Love. Obedience, Troops ofFnends. 
1 muft not look to. have: But in their ftcad, 
Curfes, not loud but deep, Mouth-honour breath. 
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£nttr Sejrton. 

Sej. Wbat's your Gracious pleifure t 

Mad, \Vhat News inore^ 

Sfj. All is confirA'd, my Lord, which WH reported. 

Aiach. 1)1 6gh;, .^iU fiom ray Bonn my Flefik it haclk 
Give me my Armour. 

Sej. ' ris not needed yet. 

Matir. I'll put ii on : 
Stnd out more Horfes, skir the Country round. 
Hang tbofe that ftand io fear. Give me mine AiOKWr. 
How do's your patient, DoAori ' 

JDoa, Not fo iick, my Lord, 
As Hie is troubled with thick-comiog Fanciei, 
That keep her from her reft. 

Mtub, Cure her from that: 
Canft thou not miB^fter to a Mind difeas'dt 
Pluck from the MetDory a rooted Sorrow* ' 
Raze out the written troubles of the Brain, 
And with fome fweet obtivioui AnmidcKei 
Cleanfe the fluft Borome of that perillous fluff. 
Which veighi upon the Hcarci 

Doii. Therein the Puienc 
Mufl miniflier unto himielf. 

Macb. Throw PhyHck to the Dogs. I'll none rfit. 
Come, put my Armour on, give me ray Staff. 
SeptH, fendoiK— — Dodor, the Thmet fly from me— — 

Come, Sir, difpatch If thou couktft. Dodcar, ctft 

The water of my Land, find her Difeafe, 

And puige it to a found and priftine Mtaltli, 

I would applaud thee to the very Echo, 

That fhould applaud agatiL PuU't off^ I fay— — 

What Rubard, Senna, or whit Purattive Drug, 

Would fcour thcfe EmgUfi hence: Hear'ft ihon of (hem? 

DoEi. Ay, my good Lordj Yofir Roy»l preparation 
Makes us hear fometljng. 

Macb. Biing ii aftsj me; 
Iw'U not be afraid of Death and Baile, 
•Till Birnam Forcft come to DhhJ^uuk. 

X)»S. Were t from DrnJiHOMt away, and cfcir, 
Prqiit again ihould hardly draw me here. . lExeiutt. 

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SCENE IV. A Wood. ' 

Enter MalcolmcSeyward, Macduff. Seywird'/Sw, Mentetli. 
Cathnefs, Angus, and Stldiers mdrchii^. ■ 

Mai. Coufin, I hope the days tre near at hand, 
That Chambers will be fafe. 

Mens. We doubt it nothing. 

Seyw. What Wood is this before us? 

Mewt. The Wood ofBirmAm. 

M*L Let every Soldier hew himdown a Bough, 
And bear*t btfore him, thereby fliall we ftiadow 
The numbers of our Hoft, and make difcov'ry 
Err in report of us, ■ 

Sold. It iball be done. 

Sejw. Weleamnoother.buttheconfidcnt Tyrant, 
Keeps ftill in Dunfintrnt. and will mdare 
Our fetting down beforc't, 

Md. 'Tis his main hope; 
For where there is advantage to be given. 
Both more and lefs haVc given him the Revolt," 
And none ferve with him, but coirftraioed things' 
Whofe Hearts are abfent too. 

Macd. Set our beft Cenfnres 
Before the true event, and put we on 
Induftiious Soldicrlhip. 

&ji». The time approaches. 
That will with dae decifion make us tnow 
What we lh»ll fay we have, and what we owe ! 
Thoughts fpeculativr, their unfure hopes relate. 
But certain iffue, ftrokes muft arbitrate. 
Towards which, advance the War. {Exeunt marchiHg. 

S C E N E V. 7:&^ Cajile. 

^^fr Uicbtthy Sty toB^aiidSfldierjwhh Drums MnJCsUm-j. 

-*/«*. Hang out our Banners on the outward Walk, 
The Cry is ftill, they come: Our Caftle's ftrength 
Will laugh a Siege to fcorn. Here let them lye, 
Till Famiue and the Ague eat them up: 

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Were tbey not forc'd with tbofe thtt fliould be otir^ 
We might hiwe met them dateful. Beard to Beard, 
Aad but them backvard home. What is that noife t 

\_Acrf within tfWtmvu 

Sty. It is the cry of Women, my good Lord. 

AUcb. I hive almoft forgot the tafte of Fears: 
The Time hu been, my Senfes would hive cool'd 
To bear a Ntghc-ihriek, and my Fell of Hait 
Would at a\lilmal Treatife rouze, and ftir 
As Life were in't. I have fuPt full with honors, 
Direnefs fimiltar to my (Uugnterous Thoughts 
Cannot once ftart me. Wherefore was that cry^ 
, , Sej. The Queen (my Lord^' is dead. 

MMk, She Qiould hive dy'd bereifcerj 
There would have been a time for fuch a word. 
To morrow, and to morrow, and to morrow. 
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day. 
To the lift Syllable of Recorded time : 
And all our yeflerdays have lighted Fools 
The way to ftudy death. Out, out, brief Caadlct 
Life's but a walking Shadow, a poor Player, 
That ftruts and frets bis hour upon the Stage. 
And then is heard no more. It is a Tale 
Told, by in Idoet, fuU of found and fur/ 
Signifying nothing. 

Enter m Aitfautr, 
Thou com'ft to uTe thy Tongue : Thy tfory qniclily^ 

Mef. My Gracious Lord, 
I (liould report thit which I fay I faw. 
But know not how to do't. 

Mdcb, Wei!, f,y. Sir. 

Mef. As I did (land my Watch upon the HUf. 
1 look'd toward pirnamt and ano.i methought 
The Wood begin to move. 

Math. Liar, and Slave. [Strik,i>^ him 

Mef. Let me endure your wrath, if t be not lo: 
Within tiiis thfee mile you rbiy fee it coming. 
I fay, a moving Grove. 

Macb. li thou fpejk'ft falfc, 



Upon the next Tree (hilc thou hang alive 

TiK Famine ding thcc: If thy Speech be footl^;oo>; 



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I care not if thou do'ft for me as much. ' 

I pull in RetoIutioB, and begin 

To doubt the Equivocation of the Fiend, 

That liei like truth. Feir not, 'till Sirium Wood 

Do come to Dun^MaHtt and now a Wood 

Comes toward Vmn^uou, Arm, irm, md out ; 

If this which he avouches do's appear* 

There is no flying hence, nor tarrying; here ; 

I 'gin to be a weary of the Sun* 

Aod wiAi th* eflate o'th' World were now undone. 

Ring the alarum Bell, blow Wind, come wrack. 

At lead we'll die with harnefs on our back. [Extitnu 

S G E N E VI. Before MacbcthV CafiU. 

E>usr Malcolme, Seyward, Macduff, *nd their Army, 
with Boughs, 

M»L Nov near enough ; your Leavy Saeens throw down, 
And (hew like thofe you are : You (worthy Uncle) 
Shall with my Coudn, your right Noble Son, 
Lead our firft Battel. Worthy Macdrnff, and ve 
Shall take upon's what elfe remains to do 
According to our order. 
Sepv. Fare you well : 
Do we but find the Tyrant's Power to Nighti 
Let us be beaten, if we cannot fight. 

M4cd. Make all our Trumpets fpeak, gi7e them all breath* 
Thofc clamorout Harbingers of Blood and Death. {Exemu, 
[AUtrums contintud. 
Enter Macbeth. 
Mdck. They have ty*d ne to a ftake, I cannot fiy. 
But Bear-like I mull fight the coutfe. What's he 
That was not bom of Woman / Such a one 
Am I to fear, or none. '' '' 

Enter Temng Seyward. 
Ta.Sejv. What is thy Name! 
I Macb. Thoul't be a&aid to bear it* 
I T». Sejw. No .• though thou call'ft thy Tdf a hotter Name 
[- Than any is in Hell. 

M4ch. My Name*s^«*rt6. , , ^.ooqic^ 

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To. Stjiif. The Devil himlelf coiil4 «oi proaosnee a Title 

More hateful to mine Ear. 
MAch. No, nor nsore forfuL 

Te. Seyw. Thou lieft, thou Phoned Tyrant, with vy 
Sword I'll prove the Ue thou fpeab'fi. 

[Ftghtt anU Tuft^ Seyvax^'t JUim, 
Mack Thou waft born of Woman ; 
But Swords I foiile at. Weapons Iwgh to icorn, 
Brandiih'd by Mm that's of a Wonun bora. [Exit, 

Jorums, £>iter Macduff. 
Macd, That way ihe noifeis : Tyrant* fhev thy Face* 
If thou be'd Oiin. and with no ftrokeof mioei 
My Wife and Childrens Ghofts will haunt roe ftill: 
I cannot ftrike at wretched Kermst whofe artns 
Are hir'd to bear their Staves j either thou, Mtuhethf 
' Or elfe my Sword with an unbatter'd edge 
I fhcath again undeeded. There thou Qiould'ft be 
By thi) great cUtcerj one of greateft note 
Seems iKuiied* Let ine find biro. Fortune, 
And more I beg not. {Exit* jiisrumk. 

Enter Malcolme and Seyw^rd* 
Stpe. This was; my Lord, the Caftle'i gontly rendered : 
The Tyrant's People on both Ades do fight. 
The noble ThoMtt do bravely in the War, 
The day almoft it felf profefles yours* 
And tittle is to do. 

Mai. We have met with Foes 
Tbat ftrike befide us. 

Stjw. Ent^r, Sir, the Caftle. ^Exetut. .t^annn. 

Enter Macbeth, 
Mach. Why Ihould 1 play the Aomaii Fool, and die 
On miiie. own Sword { whilft I fee lives, the gafiie* 
Do better upon them. 

EirteK MacduE 
Macd. Turn Hell-faound, turn- 
Mk^ Of all Men elfe I have avoided thee : 
Bur get thee back, my Soul is too much-chaig'd 
With Blood of thine already. 

Macd, I have no word<i, 
My Voice is in ray Sword, thou bloodier Villjit* 
Thaa [irms can give thee oin. [^'i^ Mmim: 



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MMh. Thou lofeft libour, 
As eafie may'ft thou the JntreuchaAt Air 
With thy Itten Sword imprefs, » nvtlct me bleed t 
Let fall thy bladeon vulnerable CreUs) 
I bear a charmed Life, which mufi Dot yield 
^o oDe of Woman born. 

Macd. Defpair thy Charm, 
And let the Angel whom thou flit! halt ferv'd 
Tell thee, M*edufi/isfiom his Mother's Womb 
Untimely tip'd. 

Matd. Accurfed be that tongue that teilb me Cot 
For it hath Cow'd my better part of Man: 
And be thefe Jugling Fierds no naore believ'd, 
That palter with us in a double lenfe^ 
That keep the word of promife to our Ear, 
And t»eak it to our 11o[:^. I'll not fight with (hec. 

Af4cd, Then yield thee. Coward, 
And live to be the Aicw, and gaze o'th'time^ 
We'll have thee, as our Rarfr-Mmifters are 
Faintec} upon a Pole, and under-wrtr. 
Here may you fee the Tyrant. ' 

Ai4cd. I will not yield 
To kifj the ground before young Malesbit^i Feetj 
^nd to be baited with the Rabbles CutTe. 
Though Sirmam Wood be come to Du^fikaitt, 
And ihou oppos'di being of no W^oman bOrn, 
Yet { will try the laft. Before my Body, 
I throw my Warlike Shield : Lay on AiMJtijf, 
And damn d be him, that firil cries hold, enough : 

[Exeunt Ji^hii)^. AUrumtl 
Enttr^httMgt and Macbeth iiJUiit. 

RetrtM and FloMriJh. Enttr vHth Drnm and ColoMrSt 
Malcolme. Seyward, RoiTe, T^nna^aHd Soldiers^ 

MaL I would th^ Friends we mirs, werefafe arriv'd* 

&yij/.- Some mift go off; and yet by thefe t fee. 
So great a day as this is cheaply bought. 

Mai. MacdafK miffing, and your noble Son. 

Xojfe. Your^Soo, my Lord, haspaida Soldiei*s Pebt^ 
He only liv'd but *tiH he was i Man^ 
The which no fooher had hti Prowefs Confirmed, 
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But like > Man he dy'd. 

Sepv* "Xiica he is dead? ^' 

Xofe. Ay, and brought off the Field: your caufe of (brrow 
M uft oot be ineafur'd by his worch, for thai 
It hath no end. * ' 

Sepif. Had he his hurts before? 

Sojftt Ay, on the Front. 

Stjvf. Why then, ®od's Soldier be he: 
Had I as many Sons as I have Hair?, 
I would not wilh them to a fairer death : 
And fo his Knell is knolJ'd. 

Mai. H^s worth (iiore Ibrrow, 
And that I'll fpend for bim. 

Sey* He's worth no more. 
They fay he parted well, and paid his fcore. 
And ib God be with him. Here comes newer comfor^ 
E»ttr Micduff tvith Macbeth'j HrW. 

MaetL Hail. KingI for fo thou art. Behold, where fiaods 
Th' Ufurper's Curftd Head; the time b free •* 
I fee thee compaft with thy Kingdom's Peers, 
That fpeak my falutation in their Minds: 
Whofe Voices I dcfire aloud with mine. 
Hat] King of Sctthmd. 

AlU Hail, King of Scttland. [Fhnrifit 

Mai. We Ihall not fend i targe expence of tim^ 
Before we reckon with your feveral loves. 
And make us even with you, MyTIJMWj indKinfmen 
Henceforth be Earls, the firft chat ever Sctttamdy 
In fuch an Honour nam'di What's more to do 
Which would be planted, newly with the time. 
As calling home our exil'd Friends abroad. 
That fled the Snares of watchful Tyranny, 
~ Producing forth the cruel Miniders 
Of this dead Butcher, and his Fiend-like Queen ; 
Who (as 'tis thought^ by felf and violent hands. 
Took off her Life; This, and what needful elfe 
That calls upon us. by the Gnce of Grace. 
We will perform in MeaTure, Time and Phce: 
So Thanks to all at once, and to each one. 
Whom we invite, to lee us CrownM at Seme, 



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Dramatis Perfonae. 

CLaudihs, King »/ Denmark. 
Fornnbias, Trir^t tif Hocvij. 
Hamlet, Smts tht fcrMer, mid Nephew to tit 

prefent King. 
Polonius, LoTdChamberldjn. 
Horatio, Friend to Hamlet. 
Laertes, Son to Polonius. 
Voltimand, T ' , 
Corlaclias, t Ctmrtien. -■ 
Rofencraus, I 
Gnildenftcrn,^ 
Ofrick, < Fof. 
Marcellus, an Officer. 

Fret*,} «^"*"^-- 
Reynoldo, Servant U Polonius: 

Choft of Hmia's Father. 

Gertrude, Sf"" o/Denmark, and Mother to Hamlet. 
Ophelia, 'Daughter ro Polonius, behv'd^ Hamlet. 
Ladies attending on the Queeti. 

"Players, Grave-makers, Sailors, Mejfetigers, and 
other Attendants. 

SCENE ELSINOOR. 



B A M L E 7, 

Prince of 

DENMARK 



ACT L SCEN E L 

SCENE ^n open Place hefore the Palace, 
Enttr Bernardo and Frandfco, two Ontinels, 

S E R N A R V O. 
Ho's there / 

i>4». Nay, anrwer me: Stand and ut^fuld 
yoiM- felf, 
£«r. Long live the King. 
Fraa, BernM-dol 
i(«r. He. 

f^AH, You come moft carefuUjr lipo.n yoiir hoar. 
Ber. 'ritnowftiuck Twelve, getthee lo Bed. Fr»mife9, 
frdn.- For this relief, much thanks i 'cis bitter cold. 
And I am fick at Heait. 

Ber. HiTcyiHi had a qufct G.oard^ 
Frsn. Not a Moufe ftininff. 

Btr. Well, good Night. >f ytw (b pxv' Bmttit af-d 
MMrstHutt tb« Rivals of my Walch, bid thtn fttahe iiifte. 
EnHt H«rat!i»iMiJ Marcdfais. m^.oo^k 
Fr*n, I think I bear them. Stand ; «ho's there r 
Htr. Friends to this Ground. 




ijfiS Hamlet, Pr/»« «/ Denmark, 

Mar, And Liege-men to the Hmu 

Frun. Give you good Night. 

M4a. O. firewel, boncft Soldier, who hith reliev'd yom \ 

IrdH. Bernardo has my pUce : give you good Night. 

lExit Franciico. 

Mdr, Holla, Bernardo, 

Her, Say, what is Hordtio there / 

Har. A piece of him. 

Btr, Welcome, Heraxio, welcome, good Mtrctlbu. 

MsT. What, his this thing appear'd again to Night i 

Ber, I have feen nothing. 

Mm: Horatio fays, 'tis but our Phantafie, 
And will not let belief take hnid of him» 
Touching this dreaded fight, 'twice fecn of us, 
Therefore I have intreated him along, 
With us, to watch the minutes of this Nighty 
That if again this Apparition come. 
He may approve our Eyes, and (peak to it. 

Hor. TuQi, tu(h, 'twill not appear. 

Btr, Sit down a while. 
And let us once uain alTail your Ears, 
That are fo foitined againft our ftory, 
What we two Nights have feen. 

Hor. Well, fit we down. 
And let us hear Bernardo fpe^ of this. 

£«r. Lift Night of ail. 
WhefT> yon fame Star, that's Wcftward from the Pole, 
Hid made his courfe t'illume thit part of Heav'o 
Where now it bums, MaretUmt and my felf. 
The Bell then beating one • 

Mur. Peace, break thee oS; 

Enter the Ghofi. 
Look where it comes again. 

Ber. In the fame figure like the King that's dead. 

Mar. Thou an a Scholar, fpeak to it, Horatitt 

Ber. Looks it not like the King f Mark it, Horatit, 

Jin; Moft'like .- It hirrows me with fear aad wonder* 

Btr. It would be fpckc to. 

Mitr. Qutftion it, Horati. 

Hor. What art thou that ufiirp'ft this time of Nigh^ 
Togcthci with that ftirand warlike form, ( nnnl, 

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In wtich, th« Majefty of buried DemmMrk. 

Did foffletimes march T by Heiv'n, I charge thee* ipeak. 

I Mm, It is ofi^snded. 

Bet, See f it ftaJb away. 

/for. Stay; fpeak; fpeaki I charge thee, Ipe^. 

[Exit Ghofi, 

M«r. 'Tis gone, aftd will not anfwer. 

Btr. How now, HorstiQi you tremble and lo(A pale: 
Is not this fotDcihing more than Phantafie/ 
What tfaink you on'i ? * 

/f«r. Before my God, 1 mt^t not (his believe* 
Without the fenflble and true avouch 
Of mine own Eyes. 

Mdr. Is it not like the King? 

Htr. As thou art to thy felf. 
Such was th^ very Armour he had on. 
When he th' ambitious NvnvMj combated: 
So froun'd he onCe, when, in a angry parle. 
He fmote the lledded Pole-axe on the Ice, 
•Tis ftran'ee 

Mm. Thus twice before, and juft it this fame Hour. . 
With Martial ftalk. hath be gone by our Watch. 

Hot* In what particular thought to work, I know not: 
But in tbe groG and fcope of my opinion. 
This boads fome ftrange eruption to our State. 

Mm. Good now fit down, and tell me* he that knows. 
Why this fime ftrid and moft obfervanc Watch, 
So nightly coils the Subjed of the Land: 
And why fuch dailv cafl of Brazen Cannon 
And foreign Mart for Implements of War: 
Why fucn Imprefs of Shipwrights, wbofe fore Task 
Does not divide the Sunday from the Week. 
What might be toward, that this fweity hafte 
Doth make the Night joint-labourer with the Day ; 
Who is't that can inform me? 

Hot. That can I* 
At leaft the Whifper goes fo. Our laft King, 
Wbofe Image even but now appear'd to us, 
Waf, as you know, by FarttHhrtu of N»fw*y^ 
(Thereto prickt on by a moil emulate pride) 
Dar*d to the combat. Id which, oiic valiant Mumku 

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xijo Hamlec, Prina of Deamuk. 

(For fo this tide of our known World efteem'd blm) 

Did n«y this Fertinbrdi: who hy a fed'd CompiAt 

Well ratified' by Law. and Her^dry, 

]>tdfurfeiti with his Life, all tJ^fe liH X.a(]d« 

Which he Aood feiz'd oiii to tlieCoaqVtror.- 

Againft the which, a Moiety compctcDt 

Was gaged by' our King; which md itXaafA 

To the Inheritance of Fttrtfnhrai, 

Had he been Vanquilher, as by dtc htm Co/nut 

And carriage of the Articte defign'd. 

His felt to Hamlet. Now Sir, yotuig ^ntiArUt 

Of ufiimproved Mettle h«t and full. 

Hath in the skim oH Nsrwaj^ here indthere* 

Shark'd up a Lift of Landltfi Refoiutei, 

For Food and Dytt; to fome enterpriie 

That hath a Scomach in't : which it no other. 

And it doth well appear unto our State, 

But to recover of us by ftrong Hand 

And terms cotnpuirnive, tbofe forefaid Lands 

So by his Father loA : and this, 1 take it. 

Is the main motive of our Preparations, 

The fuiirce of this our Watch, and the chief heid 

Of this PoA-hafte, and Romage in the Land* 

Z*r. I think it b: no other, but even fo: 
yell may it fort that this portentous Figure 
Comes irmed through our Watch fo like the King, 
Tbji.was, and is the Qiicfiion of thefe Wars. 

//«-. A Mote ic is to trouble the Mind's Eye. 
In the moit high and Sourifhing State QiRome^ 
A httle e'er the mightieft Jmlim fell. 
The Gravci ftood Tcnantlcfs, and the fliMted Dead 
Did fqueak and gibber in the Rtman Streets, 
Sars. Ihon with Triini of Fire, l>ews of Blood fdl» 
Pififlers veii'd the Sun, and the moift Star, 
Up^in whofe Influence Nepittue's Etnpite ftands. 
Was (itk ilmoft to DoomVday with Edipfe; 
And even ihe like Precurfe of fierce Evenn, 
As Harbingers precedir.g ftill the F»e>> 
And Proloj^uc to the Omen coming on. 
Have Heiv'n tnd Earth together demonftntctl; 
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Emir Ghifi sgatH, 
But foft, behold I Lo, where it comes again .' 
ri] crofs it, though it bUA sac. ^taj, Ulufion I 

[SfrtdSt^ hit Jtrmt* 
If thou haft any found, or ufe of Voice, 
Speak to roe. irtbevc be any good thing to be dotx. 
Thitnuy totbeedocafe, and grace to me; ipeak to Ob 
If thou art privy to thy Country's Fate, 

Which happily fordcnowing may avoid, Oh fpcikl^ ■ 

Or« if thou haft uphoorded in thy Life 
Extorted Treafurein the womb of Eutb, [Cpd^Onvs, 
For which, they fay, you Spirits (^t walk in Death, 
;S{MMkof ir> Slay, and fpeak- Stop ir, Marall/u—~— 

M4r, Shall I (trike at it with my Partizaaf 

Hfu Do, if it will not fiaqd. 

Ber. 'Tis here 

Htr, Tis here- 

Mar, 'Tis gone. [£x*fOHf^ 

Wedo itwrong, beiacro Mijellical, 
To offer it the /hew of Violence ; 
For it is IS the Air, invulnerablci 
And our vain blows, malicious modCery.' 

firr. It was about to fpeak. when the Cock ccev. 

Her. And then it Aaited like a guilty thing 
Upon 3 fearful Summons. I have heard, 
The Cock that is the Trumpet to the day. 
Doth with his lofty and (h rill-founding throit 
Awake the God of Day: and at his warning. 
Whether in Sea, or Fire, in Earth, or Air, 
Th' extravagant and erring Spirit hye« 
To his Confine. And of the truth herein. 
This prefent Objed made probation. 

Mar. Ic faded on the crowihp of the Cock. 
Some fay, that ever'gainft thai ieafoa comes 
Wherein our Saviour's Birth is celebrated. 
The Bird of Dawning fingeih all Nifiht long: 
And thcr, they fay, no Spirit dares walk abroad. 
The Nights are whoIibine,then no PlanetsArike, 
No Fairy takti, no Witch hath power to charm ^ 
So hallow'd, and fo gracious is the time. 

Hw, So have I heard, and do io part believe ii. 

But 



*J7' Hamlet, Prince <?/ Denmark. 

But loot* the Morn in Ruflet Mantle clad, , 

Walks o'er the Dew of yon high Eiftern Hill, 

Break we our Watch up, and by my advice 

Let us impart what we have feen to Night 

Unto young HimUti For upon my lifc. 

This Spirit, dumb to us, will (fak to him: 

Do you confent we doacqaaint htm with it. 

Al needful in our Loves, fitting our dutyj 

Ai4r, Let's do*r, I pray, and I this Morning iaow 
3Vhere we fiiall find him moft conveniently. [^Exoutt. ' 

SCENE II. The Palace. 

Enter the Xif^, Qmum, Ophelia, Himlet, Polonius, Laertes 

Voltimand, Cornelius, L*rds Mnd jittenddnts. 

King. Though yet of HamUt our dear Brother's Death* 

The Memory be green ; and (hit it us befitted 

To bear our Hearts in grief, and our whole Kingdom 

To be contraded in one brow of woe; 

Yet To far hath Difcretion fought with Nature, 

That we with wifeft forrow think on him. 

Together with remembrance of our felves. 

Therefore our fometimes Siller, now our Queen, 

Th' Imperial Jointrefs of this warlike State, 

Have we, as 'twere, with a defeated joy. 

With one Aulpicious, and one dropping Eye, 

With Mirth in Funeral, and with Dirge in Marriage 

In equal Scale weighing Delight and Dole. 

Taken to Wife. Nor have we herein barr'd 

Your better wifdoms, which have fieely gone 

With thif Affair along, for all our thanks. 

Now follows, that you know young Fortinbrdtf 
Holding a weak fuppofal of our worth ; 

Or thinking by our late dear Brother's death. 

Our State to be disjoint, and out of framr, 

Colleagued with this Dream of his Advantage; 

He hath ijol fail'd to peftcr us with Meffage, 

Importing the furrender of thofe Lands 

Loft by his Father, with all Bonds of Law 

To our mod Valiant Brother. So much for him^ 

Now foi our felf* and foe this time of meeting: 

, , A.oo'jiThus 



Hamlet, Prince 0/ Denmark, ij7j 

TliUfiDiich thf Bufinels is. We have here writ 
To Ntnvay, Uncle of young f$rtinhr4St 
Wha tfDpoteiit and bed>rid, fcarcely hean 
Of this his Nephew's purpefe, to fupprefs 
His further Gate herein. In thic the Levies, - , 
The Lifts, and Sul\ Propwtions are ill made 
Out of hit Subjeds; and we here difpatch 
You, good CormeUus, and you yaltimsndt 
For bearing of this greeting to old Ntnvaj, 
Giving to you no farther perfonal Power 
Of Treaty with the King, more than the fcope 'A .-. . 
Of theft: dilated Articles allow. .:-• t-. . 

• Farewel, and let your hafte commend your Ooty^ :- . '■ 

Fil In thtt« and all things, will we tbew our Dutyl 

Xf«g. We doubt ia nothing, heartily Farewel. 

[ExwHt Voliimand mA Onmclius^ 
And now Lutrtett what's the News with you? 
You told us of foine Suit. What is'r, Lfurtet\ 
You cannot fpeak of Reafon to l^e Daw* 
And !ofe your Voice. What vouid'ft thou \ie^^L4mtt't 
Thii Ihall not be my Offer, Dot thy Aikingi 
The Head is not more native to the Heart. 
The Hand more Inftrumcntil to the Mouth, 
Than is the Throne of Dramiir^^to'thy Father.' 
What wouldft thou havr, tstrttsi 

Ldtr, Dtead my Lord. 
Your leave and favourto return to Fr*net, 
From whence, though willingly I came to Dtmtutrk^ 
To Ihew my Duiy in your Coronation, 
Yet now \ muft confefs, that Duty done. 
My Thoughts and Wilhes bend again towardsi><uK« ; 
And bow them to your gracious Leave, and Pardon. 

K.mg. Have you your Father's leave/what fays f%Ut^m\ 

ftl. Me hath, my L,ord, by laboucfome Pedtioil, 
Wrung fi-ora me my flow Leaver and at laft 
Upon his Will I fcai'd my hard Confent; 
Z do befeech you give him leave to go. 

Kiiu. Take thy fair Hour, Laertts* time be thine. 
And thy beft graces ; fpend it at thy Will. 
But now, my CouGn Hamkt, and my Son- , — — 

Htim. A little more than kin, and leG than kind. 

iCMf^. Hov is u that the Clouds ftill hang on you? 



»574 Hamlet, Prhce ef DGOmark^ 
^Mm, Not £), my Lord. 1 am too much i'tii* $iiih 
Queen, Good HamlH ^ft thy nightly colour ojEP, 

And let thine Eye look like a Friena od PtHmsrks 

Do nor, for ever, with thy veiled Lids 

Seek for thy noUe Fathef in- l&e dufl; 

Thou know'ft 'tis commoD, all that live aiift dic^ 

i^ffipg through Nature to Eieroity. 
Hdm. Ay, Madam* it is coounoih 
QtKtm. If itbei 

Why feems it fo particular withtheet 

Hsm. Seems, Madim! Nay, itii; I kaov ttotSceOHj 

."Til Hot alone my Inky Cloal^ good Mother, 

KorcaAomary Sait< of foleian Black, 

Nor windy Suipiration of forc'd breath. 

No, nor the fruitful Rivwinthe Eye, 

Nor the drjeded haviour of the VifigP> 

Together with all Formii' Moods* fhewt of (Srief, 

That can denote roe truiy. Thefe indeed Secmt 

For they are Adions that a Man might play ; 

But I have that within, which paffeth flio*: 

Thefe, but the Trappings, and the Silits of woe. 

JCtffg.'Tisfweet and commendable in your Nature Hn»J!^/^ 
ITo give thefe moorning Duties to yourFatfaera 

But you mud know, your Father loA a Father^ 

That Father loft, loft bis, and the Survirer bo'iiod 

In filial Obligation, for fome term 

To do obfequious Sorrow, ^ut to petfevere 

In obftinate Condolcment, is 3 courfe ., 

Of impious Stubbornefs. *Tis unmanly Srie£ 

Itihews a Will molt iflCorrc& to Hear'n, 

A Heart unfbrti6'd> a Mind inpatient. 

An Underflandtng fimple, and unfchoord; 

For what wc know muft be, and is as coiDmoni' ^ 

As any the moft valgar thing to fenfe. 

Why Ihould wc, in oiir peevifh OppofirioPj 

Take it to Heart? Fie I *Tifl a fault to Heav'nj 

A fault againft the Dead, a fault to' Nature^ 

To Reafon moft abfordi wb(^e contmon TlUaitf 

Is death of Fathers and who ftill hath cry'dj 

From th*.fHft Coarfe, till he that diedto-Diyi 

This muft be fo* Wc pray you throv 10 Eu-tt^ 



Hamlc^, Prince of Denmark. . » j 7 j 

This unprevtjliag wo^ and think of u$» 
AsofaFatheirt For let the World uke notCi 
Yon «re the tnoft immedute to our Throne, 
And with no IcTs Nobility of Love,. 
Thao that which ieueH Father bears his Son, 
Do I impirt towards you. For your intent 
Jn going back to School to Wittenhrgy 
It is iBaft retrograde to our Deiire : 
And we befeech you, bend you to remain 
Here in the cheer and comfoit of our Hye, 
Our chiefcft Courtier, Coulin, aifd our Son. 

Qjtem. Let not thy Mother lofe her Prayvs, A'ittwlrf^ 
I prithee Aay with us, go not to Witunherg, 

Ham. I Ihall in air^y befl obey you. Madam. 

iC/xf. why 'tis a lovmg, and a fair Reply, 
Be as our felf in Denmark^ Madam,' come. 
This gentle and unforc'd accord of Hdmltt 
S>u fmiling to my Heart, in grace whereof 
' No jocund Health that Denmark drinks to Day, 
But the great Cannon to the Clouds /halt tell. 
And the KiHgf Ro«(fe, the Heiv'n Ihill bcuit again, 
R&fpeakiag earthly Thunder. Come away. [Ext^ii* 
Mantt Himtet. 

H/um. O that ttus too too foJid Flelli would melt. 
Thaw, andrefblveit felf intoa Dewj 
Or that the Evetliding had not Bxt 
His Cannon 'gainft&lfOai^liEer. O Godl OGod/ 
How weary, flale, flit, and unprofitable 
Seems to me all the uins o( this World. 
Fie OD*t { O' fie I 'tis an unweeded Garden 
That grows to Seed; things ranib andgfofs in Nature 
PolTels it raeerly. That it fhould oime to this ; 
Buttw» Moothsdeadi nay, not fu much j. not tw0ft—^^w-.> 
So excelleni a Kto^ that was, to this. 
Jljperiem to a Satyr; So loving to. my Motbor, f 

That he pctsUtced oot the Winds of Heav'n 
Vifit bet Face too roughly. Heav'n and Earth I 
JMuft I remember? — why Ihe would bang on him,' 
As if increaCe of Appetite bad grown 
By what it fed on; and. yet within a Month t— — 
X««t me not thiak oo't— -Frailty, thy Ntme is Woman: 

., ....X.OO^^ICA 



157^ Hamlet, Prince of Denmixk, 

A tittle Month ! or e'er thofe Shooes were oldi 

With which flie follow'd my poor Fuher'i Body* 
Like Niah, ill teirs ■ - Why fhe, even ihe.-^ 
O Heav'nl A Bead that wants difcoufie of Reafon 
Would have aourn'd longer-^— married with mine Uncle, 
My father's Brother ; but no more like my Father, 

Thin 1 to Hercultt. Within a Month! ■ 

E'er yet the (alt of moft unrighteous Tears 
Had left thefiuAiing of her gauled Eyes, 
She married. O moft ijficked fpeed. to poft 
With fuch dexterity to incefluous Sheets; 
It is not> nor it cannot come to good. 
But break, my Heart, for I mult ho^ my Tongue. 
Enter Horatio. Bernardo, «M Marcellus. ' 

Hor, Hail to your Lordftiip* 

Ham, I am glad to fee you well. 
Jiormht or I do forget my (elf. 

H^r. The fame, my Lord, and yout poor Servant ever. 

Ham* Sir, my |ood Friend, I'll change that Name witli 
you: 
And what make yovt from Wtttenhergy HarMtitf 
Marcellus ! - 

Mar. My good Lord^ 

Ham. \ am very glad to fee you; good even. Sir. 
But whit, in faith, make you from Wntenbergt 

Her, A truant Oifpolition, good roy Lord. ' 

Hum. I would not have your Enemy fay fo j 
Nor ihall you do mine Ear that Violence, 
To make it truftcr of your own report . - 
Againft your felf. I£now you arenoTruinti 
But what is your Affair in £y!n9tr\ 
We'll teach you to drink deep e'er you depart. 

Her. My Lord, I came to fee your father's Funeral. 

Ham, I prithee do not mock me. Fellow Student; 
.1 think it was to fee my Mother's Wedding. 

Her. Indeed, my Lord, it follow'd hard upcm. 

Ham. thrift, thrift, Henttie: The Funeral bak'd Meats 
Did coldly fumini forth the Marrbge Tables ; 
Would I had met my dear^ Foe in Heav'n, 
E'er I had evu feen that Day, Heratie* 

My 
, , . ■x.oog\c 



Hamler, Prince of Denmark. tj77 
My MJur*— — mnhiDb I Tee my Father. 

Har» O where, my Lord! 

Hum, \n my Mind's Ey^ Herdtie. 

Hvr, I faw nim once, he was a goodly King. 

H»m» He was t Man, take him for all in ill, 
I Ihould not look upon his Ifte igatn, 

Hvi, My Lotd. X thiofc I fawliim yefternigh'. 

fl««; Saw / Who \ 

H«r, My Lord, the King your Father. 

H*m, The King my Father I 

fi«r. Seafon your Admiration fn a while 
With an attest Ear ; 'till I may deliver 
Upon the witnefs of thefe Gentlemen, 
This marvel to you. 

Htm. For Heav'o's love, !et me hear- 

H«r, Two Nights together bad thefe Gentlemen, 
MtrcillM and Berintr^t on their Watch, 
In the dead wafte.and middle of the Night, 
Been thus encountred. A figure Vkt your Father, 
Arm'd at all points exafily, C^ * Pi, 
Appears before them, and with folemn March 
@oes 0OW and (lately ; By them thrice he walk'd. 
By their oppreft and fear-furprized Eyes, - 
Within his TruncheoR's length \ whilft they, he-ftlU'd 
Almoft to Jelly with the A& of fear, 
Stand dumb and fpeak not to him. ' This to me 
In dreadful fecrecy impart they did. 
And I with them the tnird Night kept the Watch, 
Where, ai they bad delivet'd both in time. 
Form of the thing, each word made true and good. 
The Apparition comes. I knew your Father : 
TbeTc Hands are not more like. 

iUm. But where was this? 

Mitr. My Lord, upon the Platform where we wltch^ 

JitoH, Did you not fpeak to it? 

Bvr. My Lord, I did; 
But anfwer made it none; yet once methoughc 
Ic lifted up its Mead, and did addrels 
It felf to Motion, like as it would fpeak: 
But even then, the Morning Cock crew loud j 
And ac the foucd it (hrunk io hafte away. 

Vol. V. ■ X .--CooglAnd 



X 3 7 8 Hamlet, Prince of Denmark. ■ 

Asd vwifht from our fight. 

Ham. Tis very ftrangc. | 

Hor. As I do live» my honoorable Lord^ 'tis true { 
And we did think, it writ down in our Puty 
To let you know of it. 

Ham. lodeed, indeed. Sirs, but this tiouUes me. 
Hold yoii the Watch to Night f 

Both. We do, my Lord. 

Ham. Arm'd,'fay you/ j 

' Soth. Atm'd» my Lqrd. j 

Ham. From top to toe f 

Beth. My Lord, fiom head to fpot. 

Ham. Then faw you not his Face f . : 

Hor. O yes, my Lord, he-woie hi« Bejvcr up. 

Ham. What, look'd he frowningly i | 

Hor', A Countenance liioie in Sorrow tlun in Ai^er. 

Ham'. Pale, or red f i 

Her. Nay, ^vcry palf. 

Ham, And fixt his Eyes upon you i 

Hor. Molt conftantly. 

•flam. I would I had been there* 

Hor, It would have- much amaz'd you. 

Ham. Very like, very like ■■, ftatd it long i 

Her. While one with moderate hafte might ttll a kundrcd. 

.All. Longer, longer. 

Hor. Not when I faw*t. 

Ham. His Beard was grifly ? 

Hor, It was, I have ken it in his Life, 
A Sable filver'd. . 

Ham. I'll W4tch to Night ; perchaace 'twill walk again^ 

Hor. I warrant you It will. 
, Ham. If it affume my noble Father's Perlbp, 
i'Ufpeak to it, tlio' Hell it fclE fhould j^ape 
And bid me hald my Peace. I pray you all. 
If you have liitheiti corceal'd this Sight; 
Let ii be treble in your lilence ftill ; 
And whatfoever clfc (hall hap to Night, 
<Sive it an Underftarding, but noTougue; 
I will requite your Loves .-f', fare ye well : 
Upon the Platform *twixt eleven ^ridtt^clyei 
I'll vifit you. 

-rf//. Our dutytoyour.Honour. [Exeitftt, H«m* 



. Hamlet, Prince tf Denmark. 1575 

Ham. Yoar loy^f as mine to you : Taiewel. 
My FiTBer's Spirit ia Anns I All is aot well; 
I doubt Ibme niul pUy ; would the Nigbt were cope ; 
Till then fit ftilJ, my Sovli foul Deeds will rire, 
Tho* all the Ey^ o'ctwhelm them to Mess Eyes. [Exit, 
^ir LiettCE ami Ophelia. 

Ider. My Necefitries.ve kabaFk'd, faiewel ; 
And Sifter, as the Wilds give benefit. 
And Convoy is a£EAiiit ; 4o fiot fleep, . 
- But let mc hear from joa. 

Oph. Do you doubt that! 

Latr. VwHtmUti and the trifling tA his favour*, . 
Hold it a fafiiioo iod a toy in - Blood, . 
A Violet in the youth of priniy Nature, 
Forward, not pcrtwaenr* tho'fweer, oot hfling 
ThefuppliaDceof a Bnnucej iloMie. 

Oph.^ No mo» but £) t 

Laen Think it no more j 
For Nature crefcent doej not grow alone, 
In Thews and Bulk; but as his Temple waxes. 
The inwird ferviee of the Mind and Soul 
Grows wide withal. Perh^s he loves you now, 
And now no foil nor ciutet doth bcfmerch 
The virtue of his Fear : But you muft fear 
His greatners weigh'd, his will is not his own : 
For be himfelf is fubjed to his Birth \ 
He may not, as unvalued Perfons do, 
Cirye for himfelf { for on hit choice depends 
The fanctity and health of the whole State. / 

And therefore isuft his choice be circumfcrib'd 
Unto the voice and yielding of that Body, 
Whereof be is the Head, Then if he fays he loves you; 
It fits your Wifdom fo far to believe ir^ 
At he in bis peculiar ScS; and force 
May give hisfaymg deed; which is no further, 
Than the main Voice of i)<«mfrj^gocs withal. 
Xhen weigh that lofs your Honour may fuflaio, 
If with- too credent Har you lift his Songf, 
Or lofe your Heart ; or your chifte Treafure open 
Xo his unmafteredtimportunit;.' 
Fear it, OphtUti, fear it, my dear Sifter*, , no«^k 

X t ^' And 



t,«o Hamlet, >r»i« »/ DenmMk. 

And k«p within the ttit of your Aftaiw i 
Out of the (hot .nd dinper of Delire. 
The chitittt Mad ii prodigal enough. 
If (he unmask her Beamy lo the Moon! . 
Virtue it telf fcapei not calumnious ltt<*«, 
The Canker ga«! the infant of the Spt'M, 
Too oft before the Buttons >« dlW" »• 
And in the morn and hquid dew of Youth, 
Contagious bla«menB are Inoft imminent. 
Be «Mry then, btft fafety liesrn fear i 
Touth tJ it (elf rebel., thjugh none elf. near. 

Oph. Khali th' eSea of this good Leffon kMp, _ 
A. Watchmen to my Heart i But good my Broth<r, 
Do not as fome ungracious PaBors do, • 

Shew me thfc (leep and thorny way to HeaVB , 
Whilll like a puft and reckUfs tibeitUM, 
Himfelf. the r,iimo{c path of dalliance tr.«i!, 
And reaks not his o»n read, 
ixr. Oh, fear ine not. 

:£«.!• Poloniul. 
I Hay too long : but here my Father comKi 
A double Bleffing is a double Grace i 
OCcafion fmtles upon a (eeond lea«. 

fil. Yet here, Ldimi ! aboard,: aboard for IhUBc, 
The Wind fits in the Ihoulder of your S,il, 
And you are flaid &• there. My BlelEng with you ; 
And ihele few Precepts in thy Memory, 
S« thou Charafter. 'cive thy Thoughts no Tongue, 
Nor any nnproportion'd Thought his AS ; 
Be thou familiar, but by no means tulgaj,: 
The Friends thou haft, and their adoption try d, 
Gwple them to th, Soul, with hoops of Steel. 
But do not dull thy Palm, with Entertainment 
Ofe.chunhatch-d,unfl«i6'd Comrade. Beware 
Of entmnceto a Quarrel i But being in 
Bear-, that ih-oppofed may beware of thee. _ 
Gke every Man thine Ear , but few thy Voio;. , 
Take Mch Man', cenfure s but referv. thy JudgoHht. 
Coftly thy Habit asthy Purfe can buy; 
But Mt «pr.ft in fancy ; ^«^)' "« I*""!! 
FortheAppaiielofcp'ocUinisthelto. ^ . io;;k ^ 



Hamiec, Prince ^f Denmark, t^^t 

Aod they in FrMct of the beft Huilt and Station, < 
Are moit fried uid generou;, chief in that. 
Neither a borrower, nor s lender be ; 
Fm Loan oft lofec both it felf and Friend : 
A borrowing duUi the edge of Husbandry. 
This tbove til ^ to thine own felf be true : 
And it mud follow, ai the Night the Day, 
Thott canft not then be falfe to any Man. 
Arewcl; my bleifing feafon this in thee. 

X-wr, Moft humbly do I take my leave, my Lord. . 
PqU The time invites you, go, your Servants tend. 
Ltur, Farewel, Ophtlidy and remember veil 
What I have faid to you. 
- <hh. Til in my Memory \oc\Xt 
And you your felf Aall keep the %.ty of it, 
Lur. Farewel. {Exit Ltcr. 

ru. What is'^ Ofhtliitt he faid to you I 
Opb, So pleaTe you, fomething touching the Lord H*mh* 
PoL Marryi well bethought-, 
Tistold me be hath very ofi of late 
Gives private time to you \ tnd you your lelf 
Have or your Audieixce been moit free and bounteous. ' 
If it be fo, as fo it is put qd me, 
An^ that ifl way of caution, I muft tell you. 
You do not underftand your felf fo clearly, ' 
As it behooves my Daughter, md your nonour. 
What is between yoQt give me up the Truth t 

Oph. He hath, my tord, oflaie, made many tenden 
Of his Affedion to me. 

Pol. Affcdion I puh J you fpeak like a green Girl, 
UnGfted in fuch perilous Cilf uodftance. 
Do you believe his Tender^ as you call them I 
Ofb. I do not know* my Lord, what I (hould thinW 
PsL Marry 1*11 teach you; think your felf a Baby, 
That you have ta'en hii Tenders for true piy> 
Which are not fterling. Tender your fcif more deiriyi 
Of not to cra<^ the wind of the poor Phrafe, 
Roaming it thus, you'll tender me a Fool. 

Ofb, My ][,ord. he hath importtfn'd me with love, 
la honourable fafhion, 
W Ay, ftifcion you may call it ;g9 to^ jo t'^.oooja ■ 



zjSi Hamlet, Princi tff DenmarE- ] 

Ofh. And hath given Cauotenzoce to his Sp«ch| ray Lord, 
Willi almoft ail the Vows of Heivcn. 

P*i. Ay.Springes to citchWoodcocks. I do fcoow' 
Wtien the Blood bums, how prodigal the Soul 
<BiKS the Tongue vows; thefe blikes, Daughter, 
Giving more light than hear, extind in both* 
Even in their Promife, as it is a making. 
You mud not take for Fire. For this time. Daughter, 
Be fomewhat fcantcT of your Maiden preTence, 
Set your Enireatoients at a higher rate. 
Than a com[nar.d to Parley, for Lord Htmlet, 
Believe fo much in him, that he is young. 
And wth a larger tether may he walk. 
Than may be given you. In few, OfheliAf 
Do act believe his Vows; for they are Brokers, 
Nnt of the Eye, which their Invfftments fliew. 
But meer Impbrators of unholy Surts, 
Breathing like faniflified and pious Bonds, 
The better to beguile. Tfjis "is for ail : 
I would not, io plain terms^ from this time forth.' ' 
Have you fo (lander any moment kifure. 
As to give words or talk with the Lord Hamltt: 
Look to'r, I charge you J, come ypur way. 
Oph. I (hall obey my Lord* {ExtMhu 

SCENE III. Ihe Platform before the Palace. 

Enter Himlet, Horatio, rfW Marcellus, 

H'tm. The Air bites flirewdly; it is very coid. 
. Ber. U is a nipping and an eager Air. 

Ham. VJhii hoar novi 

Har. I think it lacks of twelvB. 

J^tr. No, It hat not fttuck. 

H»r. I heard it not: Then it draws near the Seafoo,' 
Wherein the Spirit held his wont to walk. 

[Noife tfw4trUkf MupkjwithiH* 
What does this mean, my Lord? 

Hdm, The King doth wake to Nighr, and t^eshts rowfe. 
Keeps walTe), and the fwtggering iipfpring reels, 
And as he drains his draughts of Khenjlh down, 
The Kettle Drum and Trumpet thus bray out 
Tiie triumph of his Pledge. V. a.oo, ^' 



Hamlet, Prhtfe of Deniyi^tk. 238} 

lf«r> Is it iCuftotpi 

Hdm. Ay.mirry U't: 
But to my Mind, though I un native here. 
And to the minner born, it is a Cuflom 
More honour'd in the breach, than the abfervance. 
Enter Ghofi. 

Hot* Look, my Lord, it comds. 

H*m, Angels and Miniflcis of Grace tfeferd us.' 
Be thou a Spirit of HeaUn, or Goblin danin'd. 
Bring with thee Airs from Hcav'n, tr blafts fiom HcII, 
Be thy Kvents wicked or charitable, 
Thou com*A in fuch a queAionable Ihape, 
That I will fpeak to thee. I'll call thee HamUt, 
King* Father, Rpyal DAnt\ Ohf oh! anfwer me. 
Let me not burlt in Ignorance; but tell 
Why thy Canoniz'd Bones hearfcd in Death. 
Havf burA their .Ceirments ! why the S:pu!cher - 
Wherein we faw thee quietly Inurn'd, 
- Hath op'd his ponderoui and marble Jiws. 
To call thee ap again/ What may this mean? "•'■ , 

That thou dead Coarfe again in compleat Steef^ 
Revifit'A thus'the glimpfes of the Moon, 
Alalliiig Night hideous? and we Fools of Nature, 
So horridly to Oiake our Difpofition, 
With Thoughts beyond the reaches of our Souls; 
Say. why is this? wherefore? what fhould we do? 

Hvr, It beckons you to go aWay with it. 
As if ic fome impartment did delire, 
To you alone. 

Mar. Look with what courteous Afiion 
It wafts you to a more removed Ground : 
But do not go with it. 

Htr* Ko, by t\6 means. \Hold'mi Hamlett 

Ham. It will not fpeak \ then will I follQ# it. . 

Rar, Do nor, my Lord. 

HAm, Why, what (hould be the fear? 
I do not fet my Life at a Pins fee ; 
And for my Soul, what can it doto thit? , , 
Being a thing iremottal as it felf. 
Is *»V9( «)e fcrth agaia, I'll follpw ii ■ ^ ' 



1384 Hamlet, Prince of Dcnmaifc^ 

Hor, What if it terapt you toward the Flwd,myL«df 
Or to the dreadful Summie of the Cliff, 
That beetles o'er hii bite into the Sea* 
And there affunae fome other horrible Form, 
Which might deprive your Sovereignty of Rea&n; 
And draw you into madners { think of it. 
Hmh. It wafts me ftill : Go on, I'll follow ihee-;^ ' 
Mdf. You fliall not go, my Lord. 
H»m> Hold off your Hand; 
Bdr. Be rul'd* you Aiall not go. 
Ham, My Fate cries out. 
And mikes each petty Artery in this Body, 
As hardy as the Namtait Lion's Nerve : 
Still im I tali'di Unhand me,Gentlemcii— [Brftft^'wg/V'W***- 
By Heav'n Til make a Ghoft of him (hat letts me — ■ — 
I fay away — *co on— -I'll follow thee ■ 

lExtMtGhcfiMdHuaieC 
Htr. Me waxes delperate with Imagination. 
Mar. Let's follow ; 'tis not fit thus to obey him. 
Her. Have after; to what iffue will this come? 
Mir. Something is rotten in the State of DeumMrkj 
Hor, Heav'n will direS ir. 
A/4r. Nay, let's follow him, \Bxmmt: 

Enttr Ghtfi md Hamlet. 
Hsm, Where wilt thou lead me i fpeak; III go no further. 
Chcfi. Mark me. 
Hum, I will. 

Ghojl-. Mv hour is atmoft tome. 
When I to lul{>hurous and tormenting Flames 
Muff render up my (elf. 
Hsm. Alas poor Ghoft. 

Ghcfi. Pity roe not, but lend thy ferious hearing 
Jo what I (hall unfold. 

ffam. Speak, I am bound to hear. 
Gbtfi. So art thou to Revenge, when thou Ibalt hear^ 
Ham. What? 

Gh§fi. 1 am thy Father'i Spirit ; 
I>oom'd for a certain term ta walk the Night. 
And for the Day confin'd 10 fad in Fires; 
Till the foul Crimes done in my Days-of Nature, 
Are burnt and purg'd away. But thit I «n fbrblt) 
To tell the Secrets of my Piifothhoulci ^ I 



Himlet, Prince of Denmark, tfts 

I could I Ttle HQfbid» wbofe ligliteft word 

WooU harrow up tby Soul, freeze thy yoni^ Blood, 

Make thy two Eyes like Scan, ftirc mta their Spherei^ 

Tby knotty and combtoed Lockt to part. 

And each particular Hair to ftand an end 

Like Qiiilb upon the fretful Forcupine .* 

But this eteroal Blaxon muft not be 

To ears of riefli and Blood j lift HMmletl oh lifll 

If thou didft ever thy dear Father love—— • 

Ham. OhMeaT*nf 

Qlwfi, Revenge his foul and ffloft nnpatural Mntther. 

MMm. Murtheri 

Ghofi, Murther mofl foali is in the heft kit; 
But this moft foul, flrange, and unnatural. 

Hmh. Hafte me to know it, that I with Wings as fwifi 
As Meditation, or the Thoughts of Lore 
Miy fweq» to my Rereoge. 

6i$fi. I'fiod thee apt; 
And duIlCT ihouldft thou be than the ht Weed 
That rots it felf in eafe on Ltthc's Wharf, 
Wouldft thou not flir in this. Now* HMmitt, hear: 
Ii^ given. out> that Deeping in my Orchard, 
A Serpent ftung me. So the whole car of Ihmmtrkf 
Is by a forged Procefi of my Death 
Rankly abus'd: But know, thou noble Tooth, 
l^e Serpent that did fiing thy Ji'ather's Life, 
Now wears bit Crown. 

ifam/O my Pephetick Soul; nine Uncle t 

Gh^. Ay* that inceftuous, that adulterate Bea0, 
With Witchcrtft of his Wits, and traitcrous Gifts, 
Oh wicked Wit, and Gifts that have the Power 
Sp'tofeducel won to his Ihameful Luft 
The Will of my noft Teeming virtuous Queen. 
Oh Hiimlitf whit a falling o#wis there! 
From me, wbofe Love was of ihat Dignity, 
That it went hand in hand, even wttji the V<IY 
I made to her in Marriage; and to decline 
Upon 1 Wretch, whofe natural Gifts were poor 
Tothofe of mine t ButVinue. as it never will be Bwred, 
Though Lcwdocft nun ii in a Shape of Hear'n} 



x^Zg H^imlet, Prince of Denmark. 

So Lufti though to I radiant Angel liik'd. 
Will fate ic fai/iR a Celeftial Bed, and prey oo ® atbagr^ 
But fgft, raethinks I fcent the Marning's Air— — 
Brief let me be; flcepii^ within miae Orchard. 
My Cuftom always in the Aftcraoon. 
XJpoo my fecure Hour thy Uacle ftole 
With Juice of curfed Hebencv) in t ViQl» 
And in thi Porches of mine Ears did pour 
The leprous D^ilment^ whofe efieft 
Holds fuch an enmity with blood of Man^ 
Thatfwift-as Quick-Giver it courfes through 
The natural Gates and Allies of the Body ; 
And with a fudden vigour it doth poflet - 
And curd, like Bagre droppings into li/li% 
.The thin and wboLfome blood: So 4id it- auoe 
And a moft inflant Tetter bak*d aboar. 
Mod Lazir-liket with vile and loathibme ciufi^ 

All my fmooth Body. 

Thus was I, fleepin^, by a Brother's Haad^ 

Of Life, of Crown, and Queen at once difpaciebtf - 

Cut off even in the Bloflomt of my Sis* 

Unhouzzkd, difappoitited, iiooaneld. 

No recktiDiDg made,' but fent to my AccwHit 

With all my imperfedions on my Head. 

Oh horrible' Ob horrible! moft hoirible( ; 

If thou haft Nature in thee* bear it OQt ; : . 

Let not the Royal Bed of Dtumarki .he 

A Couch for Luxury, and damned Inc<ft. . 

But howfoever thou purfu'ft this Ad, 

Taint not thy Mind, nor let thy Soul contrive ? 

Againft thy Mother oightj leave her co H»v^ 

/Ind to thofe Thorns that in her Bofooi lodges 

To prick and fting her. Fare thee well at once,' 

The Glow-worm ihews the Matin to be near, 

Asd'gins to pale his unEffeftual Fire. 

Adieu, adieu, Hamlet] remember me. [^Exit, 

Ham. Ohall you Hoft of Heaven I Oh Earth ! what elfei 

And (hall I couple Helli Oh fief hold my Heart- — 

And you, my Sinews, grow not inftant Old; 

But bear me fti^y upj temesiher -hrT 



Ay, thou poor Ghoft, yUh M<norv haUa « fete 

In this diftra&ed Slobe.^ remeinbei thcej ■ ■ — 

Yea, 4mm the T«b)e of my MicBKM-y« 

I'll wipe aw^ >U crivial fond Kecordt, 

All fiws of Bookst all Formi, all prelTurcf (»((( 

That youth ud obferviatiDD «o(>ied tfcerci 

And thy^l^omraandineBtall alone AtUiivc 

Wiclrinilife Book and VoinoKof my fiiain, 

Unmixt with bifer Matter, Yes, yes, bj Hcav'n: 

Oh moft pernicious Womto I 

Oh Villain, Villain, fmiling damned ViWtin! 

My Tables, my Tables— —■kk it is I fee p dovR, 

That one may fmile, and Traile. and he « VitliH); 

At leaft I'm lure it mty be lb in Dmmari(f {ffritiwi 

So Uncle, there you are; aov to my vwdi 

It is; adieu, adieu, remember hk: I have lwprn*t. 

Her. d' Mar. within. My Lord, my Lord* ' 
Enter Horatio and MirccUus. 

Mar. Lord Hamltt, 

Htr. Heav'n fecure faim^ 

Mar. So beir, 

Hor. Illo, ho, -ho, my L<ud. . 

Ham. ' Hiyo, bo, < ho^ boy ; conie bird, come. 

Mar. How k\ ay Nobis Lord i 

J*r. What News, my Lord* 

Hdm. Ob wonderful! 

Hor. 6oodmy Lord, (ell ir. 

Ham. No, you'll reveal it. 

Htr. Not I, my Lord, by Heav'n. 
•t Mar, Nor I, my Lord. 

Ham, -How fay you then, would Hcut of M(an OQc^ 
But you'll befecreci—- [think it{ 

Both, Ay, by Heav'n, my Lord* 

Ham. There's ne'er a Villain dwelling in all i3«nB<ri^ 
But he's ao arrant Knave. [^Gravs 

JVori There needs no Ghoft, my Lord, come from the 
To tell us this. 

Ham. Why, right, you arein the r^tlt; 
And fo withoutmore Circumftance at all, 
I hold it fit thar we fhake Mand^ and parts 
You as your Buflncfs and Defires (hal! point yoi^ ' 

For every Man has Buflnefs and Dcfire. Such 



jt } S 8 Hamlet, Prmee of Dcntnatk. 

Such !• it is; and ki my own pow part. 
Look you> I'H go pray. 

Jffcr. Theft are but wild and hurling Words^ ay Ifitdt 

Ham. I'm forry they offended you, heardly ; 
Yes Faith, heartUy. 

/far. There's no Offeace, my Lord. 

ffMa, Yet, by St. fstrkki mt there is my EArd> 
And oiuch Offence too. Touching this Vifion hcre» 
U is an honeft Ghoft, that let nu tell youi 
For your defire to know whit is between us, 
O'er'mafter'c as you may. Aadnow» good FricndSi 
As you are Friends, Scholars and Soldiers, 
Give me one poor requeft. 

Har. What is'tt my Lord ! we will. 

Hitm. Never make known what you have feca co Ni^ 

Both, My Lird, we will not. 

Hm. Na^i but fweir*!. 

Htr, In faith, my Lord, not L 

Mar. Nor I. my Lord* in faith* 

Hdm. Upon my Sword. 

Mitr* We have fworn, my Lwd, already. 

Hmh. Indeed, upon my Sword, indeed. 

Cbe^. Swear. \jSbofi crJtt tmdtr tbi Sn^i,, 

Htm. Ah, ha Boy* fay'ft thou lu{ art thou there true- 
peDoy! Come on, you httt this Fellow in the CcUcridge. 
Content to fwear. 

Hor. Fropofe my Oath, ray Lord. 

Htm. Never to fpeak of this that you have feen. 
Swear by my Sword* 

Ghofi. Swear. 

Htm, Hie tfi" tUntjuef Then we*ll fliift for gmond. 
Come hither Gentlemen, 
And lay your Hands again upon my Sword. 
Never to fpeak of this which you hare heard. 
Swear by my Sword. 
Gk«ft» Swear. fMkt 

Ham. Well faid, old MoTe, ran'ft work i'lh' GnMu4 fo 
A worthy Pimieer, once more remove, good Friend. 
Hvr* Oh Day and Night I but this i* wondrous ftr^oget 
Hdm. And therefore as a Stranger bid it welcoiqe. 
Xbere are oioie things in Hcav'^ v4 £artt), WfT'^i** 



Hamlet, Prinee of Denmark. t^Zf 

Thin are dreamt of in onr Philofophy. Bnt coai^ 

Here ai before^ never fo heJp you Mercy, 

How ftrange or odd fo I'er I bear my felf. 

As I perchince hereafter KhatI thiolc vasex 

To put an Antick diTpofitioD on. 

That you at fuch time reeing me, acvcr ihall 

With Arms eacumbred thui, or chtif, head (bAti 

Or by pronouncing of fome doubtful PhraTe j 

Ai well— -we know— ^r. we could, and if «e would-*- 

Or, ifwelift tofpfak-~-or, there be and if there might — 

Or fuch ambiguous eiving out to iKXe, 

That you know ought of me; this not to do^ 

So ®{ace and Mercy at your noft need help you. 

Swear, 

ektji. Swear. 

/^«w. Reft, reft, perturbed Spirit; fo, Gcntleraeo; . 
With ill my Love I do commend me to you; 
And what io poor a Man as HAmltt is; 
May do t'czprefs his Love and Friending to yon, 
God willing fhill not lack i let us go in n^ner, 
Aad ftill your Fingers on your Lips I pray. 
The time is out of Joint ; Oh curfed Spigh^ 
That ever I was born to fit it right. 
Nay, come, let's go together! [Exiiuit. 

A CT II. SCENE I. 

SCENE j^n Apartment w Polonius'j Houfe, 
Enter Polonium snd Reynoldo. 
P»U /^Ivc him hi) Mony, and thofe Notes, RtjnpU*. 
Vj Rtj. I will, my Lord. 
P»L Ycu Ihall do marvelloai wifely, good RtjMtUe. 
Before you vi5t. him, make you Inquiry 
Of his Behaviour, 
j&rjr. My L<»rd, I did intend it. 
P«L Marry, well fiid. 
Very well fiid. Look you. Sir, 
Enquire me firft what Dinit{trs are in pMris; 
And how* ant} who, w|ut meao)^ and where ihe^ l^**!£^. 



1)90 Hamlec, Primt vf Oenhiark^ 

'What ^omjptBjt wImI Expcpcc, aad findufg 
B]r this encompalHiMilt.wl dfiifiol Queflion, 
That they do koov my Son; ceme jkhi more near. 
Then your pirtici^ti QeiBMds will touch it. 
Take you. as 'twere feme difttat Kaawlei^c of him. 
As thus— — I luaw bit faihcf aod his ^licnds, , 
And in part hiiB— — :-D« y^u-owk this* Rejf,ii9Uel 
Rtj. Ay, vory weBt. my Lord. 
f»l. Am i« pari hi^^^bui yo\i moy fay— -not well; 
Butiftbf be Imcifs hc'sTfry wUdj 
Addided fo and fo , — - — - a od theie put on bim 
What Forgecin ysv pLeafciB^rryt none fo rank. 
As may dishonour htin; tifa^ Wed of th^;- 
But, Sir* fucb wanton, wild, and ufual flips. 
As are Companions noted and moft known . 
To Yovth and Libtity. 
Rty. As Gaming, my pM^- - ■■ ■• 
PaL Ay, or Drinttifflg* Fencing Swearing, 
Qjiarrelling, Drabbing-^-— You inay go To far. 
Rej, My Lard, that wotikl dJftianourbim. 
PiU Faiih [i«» IS you may fealonit in the Charge^ j 

You muft not put anotbet fcaodal on him, | 

That he is open to Incontiwncy* . 
That's not my cDe'aning; but, breath bis F»ulis ib queintlyi 
That they may fecro the Tiints of Liberty; . 

The Fliih and out-breik ofa fiery'Mind* ' 

A favagenefi in unredaiuied Blood 
Of general AfTault. 
. Rey, But, my good Lord. 
PoL Wherefore fliould you do this .' 
Rej* Ay, my Lord, I would know that. 
PaL Marry, Sir, here's my drift. 
And ( believe it is a fetch of Warrant. 
YoQ hying thefc flight fulliei on my Son, 
As 'twere a thing a little fbil'd i'th* workiBg, 
Mark you your party in convetfc^ him you would found* 
Having ever Hen, in the prcnominate Crimes, 
The youth you breath of, Guiity, be affur'd ■ 
He clofes with you in this Confequcnce; 
Good Sir, or fo, or Friend, or Gentleman, 
According to the Phrafe and the Addition, 
Of Man and Country. r^. 



Hamlcc, Prince of Denmark, i j 5 j 

Rey. Very good, my Lord. 
PeU And then. Sir. does be tbii f 
He do'i- ' ■'■■ ■'■what wis I about to fay! 
I was about to fay nothing; where did I leave j ■■■ 

Rtj. At clofesin-thc CoofeqiieRce: 
At Eriend, or fo, and Gendemao. 

Fd. At dof« in the Coofcquence-^— Ay marry. 
He clofes with you thus. I know the (Ecntleman, 
1 fiw him yefterday, or t'other day. 
Or theRj or then, with fuch and fucbi and u you fay^ 
There was he gfming, there o'eitoojc in's Rowfe, 
There falling out at Tainis; or perchance* 
I faw him enter fucb a, Moufe of Sale, 
yiiUlicttt a Brothel, or fo forth— See you nowj 
Your bait of Fallhood, takes this Carp of Truth; 
And thus do we of Wifdora and of K.f acb. 
With Windlacet, and with aflaysof By«f, 
By Indirei9:ions find Dircdiions out: 
So by my fomier Le&ure and Advice 
Shall you my Son; you have me^ have you not/ 
R^. My Lord, I hav& 
P»L God b'w' you; fare you well. 
Key, Good my Lord.— — — 
Pol. Obferve his Inclioatioa in your felf. ' 
Rej, I ihall, my Lord. 
P»l. And let him ply his Muficfa. 
Rtj. Wtll» my Lord. L^Jk*- 

Enter Ophelia^ 
P»l. Farewel. 
How now, Ophelia, what's the matter/ 

Oph, Alas, my Lord, I have been fo aflrighted. 
Pol. With what, in the Name of Heav'nJ 
Oph. My hoxAf as I was fowing in my Chamber,' 
Lord Hamlet, with hts Doublet all unbiac'd. 
No Hat upon tit Head, his Stockings fool 'd, 
Ungarter'd, and down-gyved to his Ancle, 
Pate as his Shirt, his Knees knocking each other. 
And with a look fo pireous in Purport, 
Ai if he had been loofed out of Hell, f 

To rpc^k of Horrors; he comes before me. 

PtU IVHjid for thy Love? ""',' , ,, i,Cooi^lc 



XI 91 Hatmct, Frmce of ucnmaric '"} 

Ofb. My Lard, I donotkoow: but truly I do ftu IC' 
f>U What &id hef , 

<^b. He took me by the irrift. | 

Then goes he to tlie length of ill bis Arm^ : 

And with his other Hand, thus o'er his brov* | 

He falls to fuch peru&l of my Face, 

As he wodM drav it. Long ftaid he fb ; 

At laft, a little fliaking of my Arm, 

And thqce hjs Head thus waving op and down, 1 

He rais'd a Sigh, fo hideous and profound, j 

That it did feem to Ihatter all his Bulk^ 

Aod cod hit Beii^. That done, he lets me e^ | 

And with his Hnd over his Skouldeis turn't^ 

tie Ceaa'd to find his way without his Byes, 

FOfODt adoors he went without their hel^ 

And to the laft, bended their light oo roe. 

Pel. Come, go with mr, I will go feck the Kin^ 
' This is the very Extafie of Love, 

Whofe violent Property foredoes it felf. 

And leads the Will to defperate UndertaUng^ 

As ofi as any Paffion under Heav*n, 

That do's afflift our Natures. I am fony; 

What, have you given him any hard Words of lite P 
Ofh. No, my good Lord; but as you did comoand 

I did repel his Letttfr^ and deny'd 

His Accefs to me. 
fal. That bath made him mad. 

Z aim fbrry that with better Speed and Judgment 

I had not quoted bito. I feat'd he did but trifle^ 

And meant to wrack thee j but befbrew my Jcaloufie '-, 

It Teems it is as proper to our Age, 

To call beyand our felves in our Opinions, 

As it is common for the younger fort 

To lack Difcretion. Come, go wc to the Klqg. 

This muft be known, which being kept clofv, might ma>Te 

More Grief to hide, than hate to utter Love. {Extmnt, 



SCENE 

....A.OOgIC 



Hamlet, Prince ofDenmiarfc, ijpj 
SCENE II. The Palace, 

£$$ter ^ngx S^fHh Rorenenus, GuUdcnfterii) L^rtit Md 
atbtr jitlttuUiiti, 
Uttig* Welcome dear RiftmerMti and QfUldenfiern, 
Moreover, tbkt we mach tfid lon^ to fee you, 
Ttie need ve htvc to ute jfou. did provoke 
Our hafty fending. Something have you heard ^ 

Of SM^eft Transforniition ; ^ 1 call it. 
Since not th'exterior. cor the inward Man 
Refembles that it was. What it Should be 
More than his Father's Dtiatb, that thus hath put him 
So much from th'uaderftandiog of himfel^ 
I cannot deem of, I tntreac jou botb. 
That being of fo young Days brought up with him^ 
And fioce fo neigbbour'd to his Youth, and Humour^ 
T^t you vouchfafe your reft here in our Coun 
SoiDC little time, fo by your Companies, 
To draw him on to Pleafures, and lo gather t 

So much as from Occafipoi you ouy glean. 
If ought, to us unknown, affli&s him tbm. 
That open'd lies within our remedy. 

Qfuen. Good Gentlemen he hath much talk'd ofyovi 
And fure I aio, two Men there are not living. 
To whom he more adheres. If it will pleafe you 
To fliffw us fo much gentry and good will. 
As to expend your time with us a while. 
For the fupply and profit of our hope. 
Your Vititation fliall receive fuch Thanb^' 
As fits a King's remembrance. 

Xof. Both your Mijeftiet 
Migt^ by the Sovereign Power yoU hive of u^ 
Puc your dread Pleafure^ more into Command 
Than to Entteaty. 

OmiL But we both obey. 
And here give up our felvei, in the (all beat. 
To lay our Service freely at your Feet, 
To be coDtmanded. 

KiH£. Thanks, Rofiniraut, and gentle Gmldenfiern^ 

Qtfem. Thanks, Gmldenfiirn and gentle RtfttmMH ; 
And I befeech you intlantly to viQt 

Vol. V. Y ■ ■^■"'^ 



1594 Hamlet, PW«« of Denmark. . 

My too much chuged Son. Go fome of ye. 
Acid brins the Gentleinea where Hdmltt is. 

GmL Heav'ns make our Prefence and ovrPraAices 
Pleafant atid helpful to him. {Extnnt R.of. rnddrxi. 

Qutm, Amen. 

Enter. Polonius. 

Pol. The Ambafladors frdtthNvrwij/t aiy good Lord, 
Are joyfully return'd. 

Kitig. Thou Aill haft beeii t^e Father of good Ncwi. 

F»l. Have I, my Lord f Affate you, my good Liege, 
I hold my Duty, as I hold my Soul^ 
Both to my God, and to my gracioas King ; 
And I do think, or elfe this Brain of mtne 
Hunts not the trail of Policy, to fui-e 
As I have us'd to do, that I luve found 
The very caure of Hamiet*i Lunacy. 

King. O rpeak of that, that I do long to hear. 

Fol. fiive 6rft^Admitance to th'AmbafTadors. 
My News fliall be the News to that great Peafl. 

Kin^.Thy felf do grace to th^, and bring thsm ia.[£x.Pd. 
He tells me, my fweet Queens tlia<he hattv found 
The head and fource of all yo'-ir Son's Difteqiper. 

Quetn, I doubt it is no other, but the main. 
His Father's Death, and our o'er-kaOy Marriage. 
£wrr Polonium, Voltim3r.d,;i«H^ Cornelius. 

J&»g. Well, wcAall fift him,' Wtlcome,' good Friends! 
Say Valtinmnd^ what from oar Brother A^^rW^; ? 

f^olu Moft fair return of Greetings, ind DeOret. 
Upon our firft, he fcnt oilt to fiippref* ■ ' 
His Nephew's Levies, vt'hich to him appeared 
To be a Preparation "gainft the /^»/f'i,: 
But better l(A'd rnto, he truly found 
It was againft your Highneft. Whereat grieved. 
That fo his SickneG, Age, and Impotence 
Wasialfely'bomln Hand, fends out Arrefts 
On FoTtinbrM^ which he, in brief, obey*. 
Receives rebuke from Norway '•, and in finr. 
Makes Vow before hii Uncle, nevermore 
To give th'alTiy of Arms againft your Majefty. 
Whereonxld .Mni'«^, overcome with Joy, 
Gives him three thodand Crowns ia snoual Fef,' 



Hamlet, Prince of Denmark. 13^5 

And his CoBuniffion to impby Chofe Soldiers _ 

So levied as before, againtt the PaUi^: 

With an intreaty herein further fliewn, 

That it might pleaTe you to give quiet pafs . . 

Through your Dominions for his Bnterprize, 

On fuch regards of Safety and Allowance, 

As therein are fet down. 

JTiff^. It likes us well : 
Aad at our more coDfidei'd time we'll read, 
Anfwer, aod think upon this Bufinefs. 
Mean time we thank you. for your weJl-look'd labour: 
Go to your tefi. at Night we U feaft together. 
Moft welcome home, {^Exit jSmittf* 

PoL This Bulinefs is very well ended. 
My Liege and Madam, to ezpoftulatc 
What Majefty Ihould be, whit Duty is* 
Why Day is Day, Night, Night, and Time it Time* 
Were oothiog but to wafte Night, Day, and Time. 
Therefore, lince Brevity is the Soul of Wit, 
And Tedioulheis the Limbs and outward Floarifhec, 
I will be brief; your noble Son is Mad. 
Mad call I it ; for to define true Midneft, 
What is% bat to be nothing elfe but nttd. 
But let that go. 

i^eti. More Muter, with left Art. 

FeL Madam, J fwear I uTe no Art at aU i 
That he is mad 'tis true ; 'tis true, 'tis pity. 
And pity, it is true ; a fooliih Figure, 
But fatewel it ; For I will ufe no Art. 
Mad let us grant him then ; and now rcmaios 
That we find ouc the Caufe of this Effsd, 
Or rather fay, the Caufe of this Deled ; 
For this eSeSt defedive, comes by ciufe. 
Thus it remains, and the remainder thus— Perpeiid— ^ 
I have a Daughter ; have, whiiil flie is mine, 
Who in her Duty and Obedience, mark. 
Hath given me this ; now gather, and furmife. 
Ht ^em « Litter, and redds. 

T» tht CeltfiUi, *md my StuVt Uoly the mfi hetmtijttd O- 
jpheli*. 

That's aa ill Fhrale, a vile Phrafe, beaiuified ii a vile 
Y t ^.o.Phrafe 



ijptf Hamlet, Princt o/Denmark, 

Phrafe ; but you fliall btir — 'Tbefi » htr encHUmt wbitt 
Bcfim, theft 
Qmten. Came this from HMolet to her f 
Pal. Good Madam ftay a white, I vill be faitbfiil. . 

Dtubt thoMy the Start trt Firt, [Readicg. 

T>oitbt^ ihM tht SiMtUth mtve; 
Donbt Truth n be s Lutr^ 
But ntver Daubs I love. ' 
O dedr Ophelia, / am illtu theft Numbtrn I httve M4t Art 
to reckon my Graani i biu that . I Uvt thtt btfit th m«fi B^ 
btUevt it. Adieu. 

Thint tvtr-iHvrty mofi dear Ladj* ivhilfi this 
Machine it it kim, Hamlet. 
This in Obedience hath ray .Daughter Ihew'd me i 
And more above, hith his folIicitingSt 
As they fell qui by time, by means, and place* 
Ail given to mine Ear. '• 

Kin£, But how bath Aie receiv'd his Lore i 
fat. What do you think o^ me / 
Kini^ As of a Alan, faithful and honourable. 
?oU I would fain prove fo. But what mightyoa Aillki 
When I had feen his hot Love on the Wmg, 
Ai I perceiv'd it, I mull tell you that 
Before my Daughter told me, whit might you 
Or my dear Majcfly your Qiiecn here, tbinb. 
If I had pJay'd the Desk or Table-book, 
Or given~ my Heart a winking; Uiuie and dumb^ 
Or Iw^'d upon this love, with idle figbt^ 
What might you thiak f No, I went fouiid to wodi. 
And my young Miftrefi thus I did befpeak; 
Lord Hamltt is a Prince but of thy Spberr, 
This muft not be ; And then, 1 Precepts gave her» 
Thit Oie fhould lock h» fell from his ReImt, 
Admit BO MeSengers, receive noTokens: 
Which done, Aie took the fruits of my Advice 
And he repulfed, a (hott Tale to make, 
Fell into a Sadnefs, then into a Fai^ 
Thence to a Walcby thence into a WeakoeTs 
Th-.ace to a Lighmcfs, and by this declen6or> 
Into the Madreis wbcrcia now he rave 
And all we wail for. 



HimUt, Prince of Denmark. 1357 

Kiiig, Do you think 'tis this / 

QjMtn. It may be very likely. 

Pal. Hirh there been luch ■ time, t'd fain know thtC* 
That I have pofitively Hid, 'tis ib. 
When it prov*d oihetwife / 

KiHg, Not that \ know. 

ft'L Take this from this if this be otherwife. 
If Circumftances Itad mp, I will Snd 
Where Truth is hid. though it were bid indeed 
Within the Centtr. 

Ktng. How may we try it further / 

• P»t. You know fomeiimes 
He walks four hours together, here 
In the Lobby. 

iQuetn, So he hiS indeed. 

Ptl. At fuch a time I'll loofe my Daughter to hira. 
Be you and I bihindan Arras then, 
Mark the Encounter : If he love ber not, 
And be Dsi from his Reafon filn thereon, 
Lee me be no AlEAant for a State, 
Aod keek a Farm and Carters. 

JSni- We will tiy it. ^> 

inttr Hamlet rttuHmg, 

Qutim, But lodi where, fadly, the poor Wretch comes 
(•Reading. 

PtL Away, I do befeech yoiu both away. 
Ill board hiffl prcfently. [Exit King snd Qitetn. 

Oh gire me leave. How does my good Lord ffamlftl 

Htim, Wei', God-a-mercy. 

PaL Do you know me, my Lord / 

Htan, Excellent, excellent well i y'are a FiOii^ong^r \ 

Pal. Not I, my Lord. 

flam. Then I would you were To hpnefl a Man. 

Pol. Honeft, my Lcrd/ 

ilAm. Ay, Sir V to be honeft as this Worl^ gocsj js to be 
One pichM out of two thou'and. 

jPoL That's very true, my Lord, 

Hjon. For if the Sun bretd Maggots in a dead D<lg> 
Being a good kilSog Carrion' . — « 
Hav^e you a Daughter! 

pKi> \ have, my Lord. , - ' , 



1^9% Hamlet, Prince 0/ Denmark. 

Mam. Let her not walk i'th" Sun; Conctption is a Blef- 
fingi but not as yout Daughter may conceive. Friend, lock 
to't. 

Ptl. How tty you by thiti Still harping on my Daugh- 
ter yet he knew me not at firA ; hefaid I was a Fiffa'moo- 

ger; he is far gone, far gMie ^ anij trufy in my Y6Ath, I 
. fufFered much extremity for Love; very near this. TUfpeak 
to him again. What do you read, my Lord ; 
I/am. Wordj, words, words, ' - 

Pel. What is the Mittcr, my Lord! 
Ham. Between whom! 
Pal. I mean the Matter you mean, my Lord. 
//«». Slanders, Sir: For the Satyrical Slave ftys here, 
that old Men hav* gray Beards^ that their Faces are wrin- 
kled ; their Eyes purging thick Amber, ot Plum Tree 
Gum; and that they hivt a plentiful lack of Wit^ 
together with weak Hams. All which, Sir, though I 
mod powerfully, and potently believe, yet I b^Id it not 
Honefty tl^have it thus fct down: For you yout felf. 
Sir, ftiall be as oid as I am, if like a Crab you could go 
backward. 

Pel. Though this be madnefs, yet there's Method io'i: 
Will you walk out of the Air, my Lord! 
Hait. Into'my Grave? 
Pot. Indeed thit is out o'th' Airi 
How pregnant (fomctimes) his replies are! . 
A happinefs that often Mtdneft hits on. 
Which Reafon and Sanity could not 
So profperoufly be dctivei'd of. I will leave him. 
And fuddenly contrive the means of meeting 
Between him and my Daughce'r. 
My honourable Lord, I will mofl humbly 
irake my leave of you. 

Hum. You cannot, Sir, take from me any tfain& that 
I will more willingly part withal, except my IJK, my 
Life. 
P0I. Fare you well, ray Lord. 
Oim. Tfaefe tedious old Fools. 
P«l. You go to fcek my Loid Hdmkt ; there he is. 



Hdmlet, Prince of Dcnm&tk, ij^p 

Efier Rofeneraus snd Guildeaftern. 

gfif. @od five you. Sir, 

CmiU. Mine hoaoui'd Lord! 

jRof. My moft dear Lord ! 

£hm. My excellent good Friendll How doft thou 
GmtdeHJiernX Ob, Rtfentramf good Lids! How do ye 
bothr 

R^ As thr indifferent Children of (he Eirtfa. 

GmU. Hal^y* in that we are not ovcr-bappy; oa For- 
tune's Capf we are not the very Button. 

HMm, Nor the Soals of her Shoae / 

Ref. Neither, my Lord. 

£uMi. Then you live about her wafte, or in the tttiddle 
(^ her Favour! 

Gmld. Faith, her privates we. 

HMh In the fecret parts of Fortune J Ob,mofttrue; the 
is I Strumpet. What's the Newt! 

Rof. None, my Lord, but that the World's grown 
Honcft. 

Hdm. Then is OocHm-day near; but your News is not 
true. Let me qucftion more io particular : What have you, 
my good Friends, deferved at tne hands of Foitune, that 
flie fends you to Prifon hither/ 

Gmild, Prifon, my Lord! 

Ham. DemMrl(s a Prifon. 

Rof. Then is the World one. 

Jiam. A goodly one, in which there are miny Con- 
fines. Wards, and Dungeons} Denmark^ being one o'th* 
worft. 

Rof. We think not fo, my Loid. 

■ ffam. Why then, 'tis none to. you ; for there is nothing 
either good ot bad, but thinlcing makes it (o: To me it is 
a Prifon. 

Rof. Why then your Ambition makes it one: *Tis too 
narrow fbr your Mind, 

Ham. O God, I could be bounded in a Nut-Iheil, and 
count my fell a King of infinite fpace ; were it not that I 
have bad Dreaou. 

CmU, Which Dreams indeed are Ambition; for the 
very fubflance of th« ambitiou!, is meerly the fhadow of 
• Dream. 



1400 Hamlet, Pfiii« of Denmark. - 

Bam. A DreuD it fetfh but a Shadow. 

Ref, Tnilyt and I faold Aint>iti«) of fa airy and light a 
quality, that ic is but a Shadow's Shadow. 

//«». Then ^re our Beggars Bodies, and our Mooarch^ 
and out-(lr^tcht Heroes, the Beggars Shadows; fliall we to 
ih' Court I for. by my fey, I caoaot rcafon. : 

Both. We'll wait upon you. 

H*nt. Ho fuch mauer. 1 will not ibrc you with the reft 
of my Servants : For, to fpeak to you like an boneft Man, I 
am moft dreadfully aiteodedi but in the beaten way oi 
Friendfhip. what make you at Ellumrl 

Ref. To vilit you, my Lord» no other OccafioB. 

Ham, Beggar that I am, \ am even poor in Tbanb; hot 
I thank you; and fure, dear Friends, my Thanks are too dear 
a half-penny; were you not fent for? Is it your own iirdi- 
oingl Ts it a free Vifitation/ Come, deal juftly with me; 
come, come; nay, fpcak. 

GmU. What Ihould we fay, my Lord \ 

Ham. Why, any thing, but to the Pnrpofe. Yon werefait 
lor ; and there ii a kind of Confeffion in your looks, which 
Tour Modedies have not cnfi enough to colour. I know the 
good King and Queen have feat for jrou. 

Rtf, To what end, my Lord / 

Ham. That you muft teach me; but let me conjure yoo 
by the rights of our Fellowship, by the confonaocy of oor 
Youth, by the Obligation of our cvcr-preferved Love, and 
by what more dear, a better propofercould charge yoo with- 
al; he even and direft with me, whether you were fent |br' 
or no. 

Mof. Whit fay you t 

Ham. Nay then I have an fiye of you i If yw love me^ 
hold not off. 

GHild. My Lord, we were fent for. 

Ham. I will tell you why ; fo |hall my Antidpatioo 
prevent your difcovery, and your fecrecy to the King and 
Queen, moult no Feather: I hive of late, but wherefwe I 
know nor, lofl all my Mitth, forg«oe all cufiome of£zercife; 
and indeed, it goes fo heavily with my -Dtfpofition, that 
this goodly Frame, the Earth, feems to me a flcril Pro- 
montory; this moft excellent Canopy the Air* loO^irMi. 
thi^ brave o'er-hanging, this Majeftical Roofi fretted with 



Hamlet, Prince of Denmark.' 1401 

golden Fire, why, it appears no other thing to me, than 
a foul and pemlent Congregation of Vapour;. What a 
piece of Work is a Man! How Noble in Realont ho v^ in- 
finite, fn Faculty I in fbrot ard saoviog how esptels and 
admirable I in idion, how like an Angel ! in appreheD^on 
how like a Ood I the Beauty of the World, the Paragon 
of Animals; and yec to me, what is this QuintefTence of 
Di-ft^ Man delights not me; no. nor Woman neither, tbo* 
by your fmiting you feem to fiy fo. 

Ref. My Lord, there was no fuch Stnffinmy Thoughts. 

Ham. Why didybu laugh, when I faid, Man delights 
not ate! 

Sjf. To think, my Lord, if you delight not in Man, 
whit Lenten Entertainment the Players ftiall receive fbm 
yoa; we accofted them on the way, and hither are they 
comiRg to offer yon Service. 

ffam. He that plays the King ftiaH be welcome ; his 
MajcAy Ihatt have Tribute of me; the adventurous Knight - 
(hall ufe his Foyle and Target; the Lover (hall not (igh ' 
^rstisi the humorous Man Hull end his part in Peace; the 
Clown Qiall make thnfe Uugh. whofe Lungs are tickl'd ath* 
fere ; and the Lady (ball fay her mind freely ^ or the blank 
Verfe Aiall hilt for't. What Players are they / 

Rofi Even thefe you were wont lo take Delight in, the 
Tragedians of the City. 

Ham, How chances it they travel /their refidenceboth in 
Reputation and Profit was belt»r, both ways. 

Rof. I think their Inhibition ccmes by the Qieinj of the 
late Innovation? 

ifam. Do they hold the fame Eftimation they did whra 
J was in the City? Are they fo foUow'd f 

Rof. No indeed, they are rot. 

Ham. How comes it? do they grow rufty? 

R»f. Nay, their endeavour kef ps in the wonted pace; 
But there. is, Sir, an airy of Childrer", little Yafe*. that cry 
out on the top of Q^ieftion; ard aie mcft tyranoicalty clapt 
for't; thcfe are row the Fathton. and lo U-rjttle the 
common Stages (fo they cat) th< m) Hiat many wearing 
Rapiers, are afraid of Gooft Q ils ar.d dare fcarce come 
ihithff.' 

H*m, 



a4 1 Hamlcr, Prince of Denmark. 

Ham. What ire they Children? Who maJotiios 'em' 

How are they efcotedi Will cheyparfue the Quality no 
longer thin they can (ing { Will they not fay afterwardt 
if they fhould grow themfelvei to common Pltyeis, at it 
is like mofl, if their Means are no better, thftr' Writers do 
them wrong to make them exclaim agaipft their own Suc- 
ceflion. 

Xtf. Faith* there has been much to do on both fidet; 
i.id the Nation holds it no Sin, to tarre them to contro- 
yerlie. There vas for a while, no Mony bid for Argu- 
mcnt, unle^ the Poei and the Player went to Caffs in the 
Qaeftion. 
^ Bum. IstpdSiblel 

Gmild, Oh there bn beta much tbrowii^ about of 
IBrains. 

JftOt. Dpthe Boys carry it away^' 

Ref. Ay,tlutthey de,myLord, tfen:«/(j and his load too. 

Ham. It is not firange, for mine Uncle is King of Dt» 
markt and thofe that would make mowes at him while my 
Father lived, give twenty, forty, an hundred Ducatcs a 
piece, for his Pi&ure in little. There is fomething in tbii 
more than Natural, if Philofophy could find it our, 

[Flmrijb fir tht Piajtrt. 

Gmild. There are the Players. 

Ham. Gentlemen, you are welcome to Elfinttri your 
Hands, come; the appurtenance of Welcome, is Ftfliioo 
and Ceremony. Let me comply with you in the ®arbe, 
kfl my extent to the Players (which 1 tell you miift Ihew 
fairly outward) flipuld more appear like entortaioment 
than yours. You are welcome } but my Uncle Father, aod 
Aunt Mother are deceiv'd. , 

Guild. In what, my dear Lord! 

Ham. I am bat mad North, North- Weft: When the 
Wind is Southerly, I know a Hawk from a Handfaw. 
Enttr Polonius. 

fal. Well be with you, Gentlemen, 

Htm. Hark you, Gmldtnftern, and you too, at each ear a 
hearer; that great Baby you fee there, is not yet out of his 
f#athing Clouts. 

R»f, Haply he's (he fecond time come to them; for the; 
fay, an old Man is twice a Child. 

. .. A.oo Hdm, 



Hamlet, Pn»« 0/ Denmark. 1405 

lUm. I will Prophefie, fae comet to tell me of ibe Pliy- 
ers. Mark it, you fay tight, Sir^ for an Monday lAotti' 
ing 'twis' fo indeed. 

Pol, My Lord, I hiveKews to tell you. 

Ham. My Lord, I have News to tell you. 
When Bafcim was an Aftor i» Reme 

Pel. fhe Adors arc come hither, my Lord. 

Ham. Buzze, buzEC. 

PtL Upon mine Honour——— 

Ham. Then cime each A3or on hit Afs— ■ ' 

PoL The bcft Adors in the World, either for Tragedy, 
Comedy. Hiftory, Paftoral, Paftoncal-Cqmical-Hilloncal' 
Paftwali Tragical- Hiftorical, Tragical-Cofflical-Hllluricat' 
Paftoci), Scene undividable» or Poem tuilitnited. Sokcm 
cinnot be too heavy, DOr Plautm too light, fbr the law of 
Wit, and the Liberty. Thefe are the only Men, 

Ham. O Jephia^ Judge of IJratl, what a Treafurc faadft , 
thou!- 

Ptl. What aTreafure had he, my Lord? 

Ham. Why one fair Daughter, and no morCi 
The which he loved pifling well. 

Pel. Still on toy Daughter. 

Ham. Am I not i'th* right, Old Jtphtaf 

PaU If you call tbejephta, my Lord, I have i Daughter 
that I love paffing well. 

Ham. Nayj tbtt follows not. 

PoL What follows then, my Lord ? 

Ham. Why, as by lot, God wot-- and then you 

knoW, it came to pafi, as fDod lihe ic was ■■, the Stft row of 
the Kubrick, will Aiew you mort. For look where my 
Abridgements come. 

Enitr fiur frfive Plajirt. 
Vare welcome Maimers, welcome all. I am glad Co fee thee 
well; welcome good Fiiends. OhI my old Friend], Thy 
Face it valiant fioce I faw thee lafti Com'fl ihou to Beard 
me in Denmark? what my young Lady and MiHrefet 
Berlidy your L^rdChip is neirer Heaven, than when I Taw 
you lafi, by the Altitude of a Choppine. Pray Qod your 
Voice, like 4 piece of uncurrent Gold, be not crack'd with- 
in the Ring. Maften, you trt all welcome; we'll e'en to't 
like FrtiKb Faut^nen, fly at any thing ve £6e•,^yl^^^i^ve 



1404 Hamlet, Prince of Denmark. 

t fpeech ftratght. Come, give its a Tafte of your Qjulhyi 

come, a paffiooace Speech. 

X fUj. What Speech, my Lord! 

ffMf I heard thee fpcak me a Speech once, bitf it was 
never a£tedt or if it was, not above once, for the Pliy 
I remember pleas'd not the Million, 'twas Cavuo- to the 
General; but it was. ai I received ir, and others, whofe 
Judgment in fucb Manen, cryed in the top of mine, an 
excellenc Play; well digefted in the Scenes, fet dpwD with 
as much modcfty, as cunning. I remember one faid, there 
was no Sallets in the Liaes, to make the Matter favoury ; 
nor no Matter in the Phrafe, that might indite the Author 
of AffedioD, but call'd it an honeft Method. One chief 
Speech in ir, I chiefly lov'd, 'twas t/£ne4t Tale to Di49, 
and thereabout of it elpecially,, where be Ipeiks of Pridfn's 
Slaughter. If it live in your Memoryj begin it this LioQ 

let me fee, Itt me fee- The rugged Pjrrhiu, hke the Byr- 

canian Beaft. It is not fo .it begins with Pjrrbui, 

The rugged Pjrrhms, he whofe Sable Anns 
BUcb as his purpofc, did the Night refcmble 
When he lay coached in the Ominous Horfe, 
Hath now his dread and blick Complexion fmettM 
With Heraldry more difmal) Head to Fott 
Now ishetotalGeulcs; horridly Trickt 
With Blood of Fathers. Mothsri, Daughter^ Sons* 
Bak'd and impifled, with the parching Streets, 
Thic lend a tyrannous, and damned Light 
To the vile Murihers. R.oaftad in Wrath and Fire, 
And thus o'e.lized with coagulate Gore, 
With Eyes like Cirbnndes, tbeheUiih l^ntiMt 
Old Grandiire Priam fecks. 

Pei. 'Fore God, my Lord, well ipoLen, with good accent, 
and good Difcreiion. 

I PUj- Anon he finds him. 
Striking too Qiort at Greeks. His Antick Swctrd, 
Rebellious in his Arm, lytt where it fails 
Repirgnart to command j unequal match, . 
Pjrrhitt at Priam d lives, in rage ftrikes wide,- 
But with the whitf and wind of his fell Sword, 
Th' unnerved Father falls. Then feotelefi IHrni^ 
Seeming to feel hii Blow, with Siming 'Top 



Hamlet, Prince of Denmark. 2405 

Stoof s to hit Safe, and with a hideous cnfli 

Takes Prifoner Pyrrhms Ear. For lo, hit Sword, 

'Wbich was declining on the tnilky Head 

Of Reverend Priam^ feem'd i'th' Airto flick: 

So- ti gTynot fyrrhMJ ftoodf 

And like a Neutral to his Will and Matter, 

'Did Nothing. 

Bat 15. we often Tee agiiDft fome Stono, 

A Silence in the Heav'm, the Rack fiaod ftilU 

The bold winds fpeechlcG, and the Orb below 

As halh' as Death; Anon the dreadful Thundar 

Doth rend the KEgion. So after Pjrrhmt pawfe, 

A rowred Vengeance f(ti him new a work* 

And never did the <^cleps Hammers fall 

On Mart his AriDours, forg'd for proof Eterne, 

With lefs RenWrfethiD Pjrrhiu bleeding Sword 

Now falls on PrUm. 

Our, out, thou Scrumpet-Fortuncl allyouGodi. 

In genera) Syn{»l take awiy her Pown : . 

Break ali the Spokes and Fellies from her Wheri, 

And bowl the round Nave down the Hill of Heav'a,' 

As low as to the Fiends. 

- Ptl. This is too long. 

Him. It fitaljto th'i Barbers with yaw Bcaid. Preriiec 
fay on; he's for a Jigg, or a tale of Bawdry, or he flceps. 
Say on ^ come to Htemla, 
i I Piaj. But wh<^ O who, had feen the Mobled Queca { 

FLim, The Mobled ^ff«e 

PtL That's good; Mobled Qiieen, is good. 

I Pl^, Run bare-foot up and down, threatning the FJune 
With fiiflbn Rheum; a Clout about that Head, 
Where late the Diadem flood, and for a Robt 
About her lank and all o'er>teamed Loyns, 
A Blanket in tV alarum of fear caught up. 
Who this had feeo* with Tongue in Venom Acep'd, 
"Gainft Fortune's State, would Treafon have pronouac*d/ 
But if the Gods themfclves did fee her then. 
When (he faw Pjrrhus make malicious fport 
In raincing with his Svord her Husband's Limblj 
Theinftant Burll of Clamour that flte made, . 
^Unlefs things motui move ihem not at)) 



i40tf Hamlet, Prince ef Denmark. 

Would have mide Milch the burning ^ycs of Heav'a* 
And PaQion in the Gods. 

Pel. Look where he has not tura*d his Colour, ttA bu 
Tciri in*s Eyei. Pray you no iQore, 

Ham. 'Tis well. Til fiive thee fpealc out the reft fooB. 
Good my Lord, will you Tee the Pliyeri well beftowM. 
Do ye bear, lec them be wellu&'d; for they aretheibllr^^ 
and brief Chronicles of the lime. After your Death, you 
were better hive a bad Epiciph. than their ill Report while 
yoM liv'd. 

Pel. My Lord, I will ufe thim according to their De- 
ferr. 

H4m, Gods bodtkins Man, better. Ufe every Man after 
his Defert, aod who^lhould fcape whipping; ufc them afui 
your own Honour and Dignity. The lefs they deferve, the 
more Merit is in your Bounty. Take thtmin. 

Pel. Come» Sirs. {£xit Poiouiw. 

Ham. FoUowhim, Friends: we'll heir a Play tomorrow. 
Doll thou b^ar me, old Friend, can you play the Munba 
of Genza^ei 

Pbq. Ay, my Lord. • 

Ham. We'll ha't to morrow Night. You could for a 
need lludy a fpeech of fome dozen or lixteen Line^ wtuch 
I would fet down, and incerl io'l % Could ye not ! 
Plajt Ay, my Lord. 

Ham, Very well. Follow that Lord, and XvAi you mod: 
him not. My good Friend^ I'll leave you 'till Night, yoa 
aie welcome to Sl/tnoor. 
Ref. Good 0^ Lord, [£xwrt. 

Mtmtt Hamlet. 
Ham. Ay fb, good b* w' ye : Now I am aboc 
O what' a Kwue and Peafant Stave un 1 1 
Is it not monftrous thai this Player here. 
But in a Fi^ion, in a Dream of Paflion, 
Could force bis Soul io to bis whole Conceiti 
Thai from her votking, all his ViEige warm'd: 
Tears in his Eyes, dillraAion tn's %fytdi, 
A broken Vice, and his whole Fundion fuiting 
With Fonns, to his Conceit I and all for nothing? 
For Hecuba f ,, 
What's Htet^a to hjo, or he to Hteith, 



Hamlet, Prince 0/Denmaxk.' 1407 

Thit he ihould weep for her! what would he do^ 

Had he the Motive and the Cue for Paffion 

That I hivei he would drown the Stage withTeirii' 

And cleave the general Ear with horrid Speech ,* 
Make mad the Guilty, and i|>pa]l the t^ree* 
Confound the Ignorant, and amaze iodeed. 
The very faculty of Eyes and Ears. YetT, 
A dull and muddy metled Rafci], peifc 
Like John-a-deAmes, uDpregnant of my CaUTfj' 
And can fay nothing: No, not for a King, 
Upop whofe Property, and moft dear Life, 
A damn'd Defeat was made. Am I a Coward! 
Who calls me Villain, breaks my Pate a-crofs. 
Plucks off my Beard, and blows it in my Face ? 
Twejksmeby th'Nofc.givesmcthelyei'ih' Throat, - 
As deep as to the Lungs? Who does me this! 
Ha ? Why fliould I take it? for it cannot he. 
But I am Pigeon Livcr'd, and lack Gill 
To make Oppreffion bitter, or e'er this,' 
1 (hould have fatted all the Region Kites 
With this Slave's Offal. Bloody, bawdy Villainrf 
RemorTeters, Treacherous, Letcherous, kindlefs Villain! 
Oh Vengeance! 
. Why what an Afs am I / I fure, this is nioft brave. 
That I, the Son of the dear Murthered, 
Prompted to my Revenge by He'av'n and HeU, 
Muft, like a Whore, unpack my Heart with Words," 
And fall a curGng like a very Drab, ' 
A Scullion — Fyeupon'tf Foh! About my Brain." 
I hive heard, that guilty Creatures fitting at a Play^ . ; 

Have by the very cunning of the Scene, 
Been flruck un[o the Soul, that prefently 'S 

They have proclaim'd their Malefadions. 
For Muither, though it have no Tongue, will fpeak 
With moft miraculous Organ. I'll have thefe Playei;!,^ 
Play fomething like the Murther of my Fadier, 
Before mine Uncle. Ill obferve hts looks, 
I'll tent him to the Quick; if he but blench,^ 
X know my Courfe. The Spirit that I have feen^ 
May be the Devil, and the Devil hath Power 
^'aOume a pleifing Shape, yea, aod perhaps .^^ ooqL 



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1408 tiimieti Priftee ^ Dcnmatk, 

Out of my W.akaefi» aod my Mdtocbt^. -. 
As he ii very Potent with, fiich Spirits 
Abures me to damn: mc. I'll iure Grounds .: 
More relative than this: The play's rhstfatiigi.- 
WbereiD I'll catch th« Coafdence of the King,'. : 

A c It hi. scene 

SCENE The 7aiace._ . 

EmirKhgt Ss^t Polontus, OpheKa, Rofeneraofi "GA* 

Aeohaa 4nd Ltrdt. '■ ■• r-fi 

KiM£. A ND can you by no drift of Circumftancc ■ ^ j, . 
./\ Set from him why he puts 00 this CoatiiGopffj 
Grating fo harfhly all his Days of quiet,' , 

With turbulent aad dangerous Lunacy ! . ■ '. 

Xtf. He does confcfs he feels hiroltlf diftraaed, . "^ 

But from what caufe he will by no means fpeJc 

Omld. Nor do we find him forward to be touD^etf* ~. . 
But with a crafty Madnefs keeps aloof: , 
When ve would bring him on to Tome ConfelEoo . . , . 
Of his true State. , > . a 

Queen. Did he receive you wellt - . ; ' ,-. ; 

Ro/: Moft like a Gentleman. _ '.' ' 

GuiU. But with much forcing of his difpofitioit* ~, ^ , . 

Raf. Niggard of Queftion, but of out Demands «> • . . 
Moft free in his reply. 

QiittH. Did you affay him to any paftime^ ^ . , , 

Rvfi Madam, it fo fell out. that certain PliyerS ' ; 

We o'er-took on the way ; of ihcfe we told him j , . "'^ ,. 
And there did feem in bim a kind of Joy 
To hear of it : They are about the Court, 
And (as I thinb^* they have already order 
This Night to play before him* -, 

Pet. "Tis moft true: 
And he befeech'J me to iotreit your MjeAies 
To hear and fee the Mitter. 

Kini. With all my Heir-, and it doth much conte t axt 
To heir faim To inclin'd. GoCkI GeniUmi-n, . 
Give him a further Ed^e, and dtivc hh Purpofc Oa 
Jo ihefc Detiglrfi. 



Hamlet, Prince fff Dcntnstk. 2405; 

*•/: Wc ftall, my Lord. [£^«w. 

King. Sutet GertrinU, leave us too, 
For we have clofdy fent for Hamlet tether. 
That he. as 'twere by accidem, mjy theie ■ ■ ' 

Affront Oflxlia, Her Father^ and oiy inM, lawful efpials 
W(il fo beftow our felwes, that feting unfeeii 
We nay of their fincouiuer frankly judge. 
And gather by him, as he is behaved, 
If't be th'affl 1(^00 d^his Lotp, or no, 
That thus he fuffersfor. 

QMeeu, I fliall obey you : 
And for your part* Ophdia^ I do wifh - 
That your good Beauties be the happy ciufe . 

Of Hamlet's wildnefi. So <Kall I hope your Virtues 
Will bring him to his wonted wsy again. 
To both your Honours. 

Ofh. MadatD, I with k may. ' 

F9I. Ofheti/tj wale you here. Gracious, fo pleafe ye, 
We will beftow our felves : Read on this Book, 
Tint fliew of fuch an exercif; ,may colour . ' 

Your lonelinefs. We are b& t6 blame in this^ 
'Tis too much prov'd, that with Oevotion*! vifage. 
And pious A^ioD, we do fuger o'er 
Ihe Devil himfelf. 

JfjiCg. Ob 'tis too trttej 
H-iw (mart a laOi that Speech doth gire my Confciencet 
The Harlot's Cheek beautified *ith plaftring Art 
Is not more ugly to the thing that helps it, 
Than is my Deed to my mofl; painted word. 
Oh heavy- bHithen I 

PtU I bear him coming, let's withdraw, my Lord. 

[_ExefMt all but Ophelia, 
Enter Hamlet, 
t Hmh. To be, or not to be, thai is the Queftion : 
Whether, 'tis nobler in the Mind, to fuffcr 
The Slings and Arrows of outragious Foitune, 
Or to take Arms agatnft a Sea of Troubles, 
And by oppoling end them. To dye, to lleep 
No more ■■, and by a fleep, -to fay we «nd 
The Heart-ache, and the thouiand natural Shocks 
That Flefli is Heir to j 'tis a Confummation . 

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x4 1 o Hasnlec, Prh$c$ tf Denmark. 

Devoutly to be wilh*d. To die to SItep— ■ 

To Sleep, perchince to Dream ^ ay, therc'i the rab-«- 

For in that deep of Dcith. what Dreaa» duy coou^ 

When we have (huffled off tbii iBonal Coil, 

Muft givs tu paufe. There's the lefpeA 

That makes Calamity of To lov^ Lite t 

For who would bear the Whips and Scorns of Tim^ 

The OpprelTois wrong, the poor Man's Contumely*' 

The pangs of defpis'd. Love, tbe Laws detty* 

The infoleiice of Office, and the fpnins 

That patient merit of the Unworthy takes* 

When he hirofelf might his Qniinu taaHu 

With a bare Bodkin i Who would Fardles bear 

To grunt and fweu under a weary Ufe> 

But that the dread of fometbing after Death, 

The undifcover'd Country, from whole Bore 

No Traveller returns, puzzles the Will, 

And makes uS rather bear chofe ills we luve. 

Than fly to others that we know not of. 

Thus Confcience does make Cowards of ul all* 

And thus the native Hue oF Refolution 

Is ficklied o'er, with tbe pale caft of Thought ; 

And Enterprizes of great Piih and Momenty 

With this regard their Currents turn away. 

And lofe the name of Adton. Soft you now, [Sniiig O^. 

The fair Ophtli* i Nymph, ib thy Oraifons 

Be all my Sins renumbred. 

Oph, @ood my Lord, 
How does your Honour for this many a Day f 

Hum. I humbly thank you j well, well, well——* 

Ofb. My Lord, I have remembrancei of yours 
That I have longed long to re-deliver. 
I pray you now receive them. 

iftaa. No, no, I never gave yon oughc 

Oph. My honour'd Lcn-d, I know right well you iUt^ 
And with them Words <^ io fweet Breath compos'd. 
As made the things more Rich : That pcrfLWie lofi, 
Take thefe again ^ for to tfat nobk Mind 
Rich Gifts wax poor, vbea (Sivers prove onkiiid. 
There, my Lord. 

ffdoi, Hij ba 1 are 7011 hoiuft i 



Hamlec, Prince 0/ Denmark. 24 n 

Opk My Lord-^ 

itam. A/c you fair! 

Ofb. Whu aieaDsyour Lordftiip/ 

ffam. That if you be honift»ndfair,yQUrHoneftylIiouM 
admit t)o Oifcourfe to your Beauty. 

Oph. Gould Beauty, my Lord, have better Commerce 
thin with Honefty i 

Nam. Ay tiuly j for the power of Beauty, will tooatt 
transform Honefty from vhiticis, toa Bawd, tba,i thcforc« 
oF Honefty can tranfljAe Beauty into his likeneO. I'his way 
fometimes t Paradox,, but oow the time gives it proof. I 
did love you once. 

Oph. Indeed, aiy lorda you made me believe To. 

//am. You Ihould not have believed me. For Virtue cjn^ 
not fo innpculite our old Stock, but we fhall reliHi of it. t 
did love you on ce. 

Oph, I was the more deceived. 

Ham. Get thee lo a Nunnery, Why wouldft thou be 
a bleeder of Sinners /I am my ftif tHiffercof honeft, but 
yet I could accufe me of fuch things, that it were better my. 
Mocher had not born me. I am vfiry proLidi revengeful, amf 
bitious, with more Offences at my beck, than I have thoughu 
to put them in ImigiJiitiont to give them Aape, or time t9 
a<% them in. What' (hoiild fuch Fellows as i do crawling 
between Heav'n and Eaicb. We are arrant Knaves dl, bf> 
lieve none of l« — Go tby ways to a Nmaery- — ■ '. ' ■» 
Where's your Father i 

Oph, At home, my Lord. 

Ham, Let the Doors be ihut upon himtthat he QuypHy, 
the Fool no where but la't own Houfe. Farew^I* 

<^h. O help him, you fweei Heav'nj, 

Warn, If thou doft Mtrry,' I'll give thee this Plague for 
, thy Dowry. Be thou as chiAe as Ice^ as pure at Snow, thou 
ihaltnot ercape Calumny- — Get tbee to a Nunnery* Oo-»- 
farewcl— .-Or if thou wilt needs marry, marry a fool; for 
wife Men know wdl enough^ what Monflers you make of 
ihem-»To a Nunnery go-— and quickly too. Farewel. 

Oph. O heav'nly Powers I, reftore him. 

ffam. I have heard of your pratling too, well enotrgh. 
God has given you one pace, and you make your ftlf an- 
other : You jig, you amble, and you lifp, and Nick-name 
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14 ? 1 Hamlet, Prince af DenmaHc. 

God's Creatures* and inake your wantonnefs your ignoraocr. 
Go, ril no more on't, it hath made me mid. I fay* we will 
have BO more Marriages. Thofe that are married already* 
. all but one, Hiall live, the red flialt keep as they are. To a 
J^unnery, go. L-^*'' Hamlet. 

Oph. O what a noble Mind is htre o-'er-throwp \ 
The Couttiers, Soldiers, Scholars I Eye, Tongue, Sword> 
Th' expeftificy and Rofe of the fair State, 
The glifs of Fiihion, and the mould of Form. 
Th' obferv'd of all obftTvers, quil.-, quite down. 
I am of Ladies mofl: dejtd and wretched, 
Thit fucVd the Hony of his Mufick Vows : 
Now fee that Noble and moft Sdvereign Rcifon, _ 
Like fweet Bells jangled out of Tune, and harlh ; 
That unmatch'd Form and Featijre of blown Youth, 
Blafted with ExtaOe. Oh woe is .met 
T'have feen what I h:ive feen ; fee what I fee. 
Eattr King t»d Polonitis. , 

Ki^£. Love I his Affc&ioni do not that way teQ<f» 
Nor what he fpak^, tho'ii Uck'd Form a little, 
Was not like Madnefs. There's fomething in his Soul, 
O'er which his Metancholy fits on brood, 
And I do doubt the hatch, and the difdofe 
Will be fome Danger, which how to prevent,. 
I have in quick Determination 
ThusT^titdown. He Aiall with fpeed to £»g£«H</' 
Fo? the demand of our ne^Ieded Tribute: 
' Hiply the Seas and Countries differenr. 
With variable Objeds, Ihall expel 
This fomething fettled matter in his Heart ; 
Whereon his Brains ftill beating, puts hioi thus 
From falhion of himfelf. What think you on't ■ 

Pal. It fhalt do well. But yet do I believe 
The Origin and Commencement of this Grief 
Sprung from n^glefled Love, How now, OphtUa f 
You need not tell us what Lord 'Hamltt faid, :. 

We heard it all. My Lord, do, as you pUafe, 
But if you hold it fit after the Playi 
Let his Queen Mother all atone iotreac him 
To (hew his Griefs j let her be round with him s 
And rU be plac'd, fo pleafe you, in the Ear 

i; , . ■ A.OO'^IC Of 



Of all tbeir Conference. Ifltie find him not, ...... 

To EmgtandUtsd Iiiin ; or confine him where 
Yout wifdom beft fhati think. 

Kiii£. It ftiall be fo: ■" 
Midrieis in great Ones muA not unwatch'd go. {Exeuai. 
£OTf»- Haniler, and two ijr /irw tfthe Players. 

Ham. Speak the Speech I pray you, as I pronouoc'd it to 
you [lippingly on the Tohgue. But if youinotith ir, as ma- 
ny of our Players do, i had as lieve the Town-Crier had 
fpoke my Lines : Nor do not faw the Air too much with 
your Hand thus, biitttfe all gently ; for in th;vcry Torrent, 
Tempefl, and, as I may fay, the whirl-wind of Paflion^'yoa 
mud acquire and b^et a temperance that may give ic fmooth- 
nefs. O it off'ends me to the S9ul> to fee a robuftous Per- 
riwig-pated Fellow, tear a Paffion to Tatters, to very Rags, 
to fplit the Ears o{ the Groundlings t Who {(or the moft 
part) are capable of nothing, but inexplicable dumb Shews, 
and Noife .- 1 could have fuch a Fellow whipt for o'er doii^ 
Termagant ; it uw-Hcrtdt Herod. Pay you avoid it. 

Play, I warrant your Honour. 

Ham. Be not too tame neither ; but let your own Difcre- 
tion be your Tutor. Sure the Adion to the Word, the 
.Word to the Ad:ion ;'with this fpeciaJ obfervance ; thit yon 
o'er-ftop not the Mridefty of Nature j for any thing lo over- 
done, is from the purpoft: of Playing, whofc end both at the 
fird and now, ^as and is, to hold as 'twere the Mirror up to 
nature ; to Ihew Virtue her own Feature, Scorn her.owii I- 
niage, ar.d the very Age and Bodyoftbe time, his Foimand 
PreiTure; Now, this over-done, or come tardy off, tho' it , 
makti the Unskilful laugh, cannot but make the judicious 
grieve: The cenfure of which ooe, muft in your Allowince 
o'er-fway a. whole Theatre of others. Oh, there be Playe'i 
that I have feen Play> and heard others praife, and ihat high- 
ly, (not to fpe.k it pfophanely) that neither having the ac- 
cent of Chriftiani, or the gate of Chriflian, Pagan, or 2Vor- 
mtay have f'flrutted and bellowed, that I have thought fome 
of Nature's Journey-men had made Men, and noi made them 
well, they imitated J Humanity fo abominably. 

Piaj. Ihopewehavcreform'dthatindifferently with us,Sir. 

Ham, O reform it altogether. And let tho fe that pUy 
your Clowns, fpeak no more than is fct down for tbem. For 



a4i4 Hamlec, FWn^ t^ Dflrnnack. 

*hcre be of ihem, Art wiH of tbefnfelva liogh, to fet on 
*onic quanthy of birren Spcftrtors to laugh too, tbough m 
the mean time, fome neceffary queftion of the Pliy l>e tnm 
to be confidcred; that's Villanous. and ftievrs a moft pitidil 
AmbttloD in the Pool that ufes it, C3o owke you ready, 

[Exeunt PUyeru 
, Etner Polonhis, RofenemiS, WCuildcnftcrfl. 
Haw now, my Lordt 
Vill the King hear this piece of Work/ 

Fel. And the Queen too, alid tbll prefently. 
H^^m. Bid the PUycrs make hafle. [£>;/( Polonius. 

Will you two hdp to haften them! 
Bttb. We will, my Lord. {JExtunt. 

' Emeir Horatio. 
K*». What ho, Norathi 
Htr. Mere, fweet Lord, at your Service, 
HMm. Haratio^ thou att e'eo as jilft a Man 
A) e'er nif Converfition coap'd witfaat. 

, Hor. O my dear Lord 

Ham. Nay, do not think I flatter .■ 
For what AdTiDcement nay I hopetrom thee. 
That no Revenue had, but thy good Spirits 
To /eed and cloath thee. Why (houldthe poorbeSatiet'di 
No, let the candied Tongue lick abfurd Pomp, 
AAd crook the pregnant Hinges of the Knee, 
Where thrifE may follow feiening. Doft thou heart 
Since my dear Soal was Miftrefs of her Choice. ' 
And couid of Men diflrnguifh, her Elefiion 
Hath feal'd thee for her felf. For thou haft been 
As one in fuffering all, that TiilFers notbiog. 
A Man that Forrunc's buffets and rewards 
Hath ti'cn wiih equal Thanks. And bleft arc ihofc, 
Wfaofe Blood and Judgment are fo well co-mingled. 
That t!i«y are not a Pipe for Fortune's Finger, 
To found what flop (he pleafe, Give me that Man, 
That is not PafTion's Slave, and I will wear him 
In my Heart's Core: Ay, in my Heart of Heart, 
As I do thee. Something too much of this. 
There is a Phy to Night before the Kinp, 
One Scene of ti Comet near the Circuinlta'nce 
Which I have told ibee, of my Fathei't Death. 



I prethcf, when tboa rMfi-ihat A& i-A»or. 
Btu wiA die very ConiMntof ttiy Sotd 
Obferve mine Uade; If his occulted guilt 
Do not it felf unkennel in one Speech, 
It is & diBined Ghoft that we htre Qfa : 
And my Imiginitions are ai foul 
As P^uUan Styth. Give him heedful note. 
For i niiM £yei wiU rivet at fais Face* 
Awt after we will both ow Judgmeott join. 
To cenfure of hit (eeBiaag. 

Htr, Well, my Le»d. 
If he fteal eaglK the wltilft this Play it plqring, 
Aod fitifc deteaiag, I wilt pay the Theft. 
Euter Kmg, QMem, Poiooiiu, Opbelii) Ilofenertut,GuiUlM- 

fter«> W »tiiir Lards AtttMdsm, with hit Gmtrd cArrjmg 

Ttrcbtt* Danilh March. Saund dfUuriJb. 

Hitm* Tbey «re coming to the Play ; I muft be idle 
Get you t Place. 

l^ng. How £tres my Coulio Hamlef { 

Ham. BxceHent i*faith, of the Camelion'j Dkh : I eat the 
Ai% propnfc-craram'd, you cannot feed Ciponc Co. 

iSn£. I lave nothing vitli tbii Aofwer* fUmlet, thele 
Wordi are not minf. 

Hsm. No, nor mine, now, ny Lord. You pliid once i'th* 
Untveifity. you fay? [Ti Pokmius. 

Pft. That I did, my Lord, and was acconated a good 
AAor. 

/Kmv. And what did yon enaft t 

PW. I did enaA yutins C^ar, I was kitt'd i'tV Capttcrf : 
Brmm kiti'd me. 

Hdm. tt was a brate part of htm, to kill foCapitata Catf 
there. Be the Players ready{ 

Rof. Ay, my Lord, they ilay upon yonr panetice. 

Qtitttt. Come hither, my good Humlitt lit by me. 

H*m. Ho, good Mother, here's Mettle more attradivr. 
- fA* Oh ho, do you mark that \ 

Ham. Lady, ihallllycin your Lap? \Ljini dnvn at O' 

Ofh. No, my Lord. phelia't/^M. 

Ham. I mean, my Head upon your Lap/ 

O^. Ay, my Lord. 

Him' Do you thitdc t meant Cottntrr Matters? 

Z4 '... ■-■A.op«;. Of, 



Ofb. I think ootking, my Lord. 

H*m. That's a fair ihoi^bt wlye betveen c Manb L^ 

Of/*, Whit is, my Lordl 

Kiw. Nothing. , . 

0^j&. You are merry, my Lord. . . • , s 

i/^w. Who I / 

Oph. Ay, my Lord. ■ ■ ■ ■ : 

Hdm. Oh God, your ordy Jig-mabcr ; what Ihould a Min 
do, but be metry. For look you h«w cheirfnUyi my Mo- 
thrr looks, and my Father dy'd within's t»o hours. 

Qph. Nay, 'tis twice two Months, 'my Lord; ■ ■ 

Bam. So long} Ray then let the Devil wevbIU:k,for 111 
have a Suit of Sables. Ob Heav'nsl dye two Moaths a^ 
tod not forgotten yet { then there'^ hope, a gttit Mw'i Ms- 
mory may out- live his Life half^a Year.* Qut by'r-tady he 
muft build Churches then; or elVe tfaillhe fufftr.not itHok- 
ing on. with the Hobby-horfei whofc Epitaph is, fat o, 
for o, the Hobby-hoife is forgot. 

HMHtktyi pUy, The dnmb Shew enttrj. 
Entir * King and Queen, very ioviagij; tht QiutM tmhaeiai 
bint. She kneels ; and makei fiew ef Proiefiatitm unto him. 
He tak^s her mp, and decUnet his Head upon her JVeek,* Lxfi 
him dawn uptn a Baal^ ofl-lewtrs. She feeing him afletif, 
leavet him, jiaen comet in a Fellnfy ta^i off his Crni''t 
ki0is it, and pouri Peifsn in tke King's £.art, and £xia. 
The Qneen returni, find] the King dead, and mal^s pajjiomat* 
A^ien. The Poifoner, with feme nvotr ihreeAintes t^mtin 
again, feeiving to lament with her. Tht dead Body it carried 
away t The Prifoner -meet the Queen with Giftt, fhefeemt Ulb 
and unwiUiug a whOe, hui ia tht end accepts hit Love. 

[Exeunt. 
Oph What means this, my Lord f 
Ham.Mitry this is Miching ^^/fc/w; thatmeansMi(ch'ef. 
Oph. Belike this Shew imports the Argument cfthe-Play^ 
Ham. We (hal) know by thefe Fellows: The Players can- 
not keep courtfd, tliey!!! tell all. 

Oph. Will thsy ttlj us what this Shtw mrant? 
Ham. Ay, cr any Shew that you'll Ibcw him. BeDot yon 
afltam'd to Ihew, he'll not Aiamc to tell you what it meafis. 
Oph. You ire naught, you are naught, ri(iQu(f,th« Play. 
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Hamlet/ Prffifr^fDciimatl^. 1417 

Emtr -Btthgite. 

Hert fiofptHg to jemr CleMencj \ . 

We beg ytnr hearing pAtiatlj- - ' 

H^im. Is this a Prologue) or. the Pofie pf a Ring? 

Opb. 'Tis brief, my Lord. 

Ham. As Woman's love. 

Emir- Kiig- aid QintM. . . - 

- Kii^, Cull tbiny tigoes hath Picebui Car gon round 
JVeptune'siiiK Walh, »r4Telhu Oibed Ground: 
And thirty dozea Moons v.nh boirowxd Jhcer, 
:At>out the World have timf j twdve.thirties been, 
&ipce Lovo-our Hnrtf, and hjimen did otir Hands 
Uoitc commutual, in mofl- facrcd Bards. 

Qtuen. So many Journeysoiay the Sun and Moon/ 
Make usagain count o'er, e'er lave be done. 
But woe is ISC} you arefoiick oilate,' 
So fir froiQ Cheer, and fron your fortner State; 
Thatl didrufl youj yet though I diftcufl, 
Difcomfoit you, my Lird, it rothing mufl. 
For Woinens Fear and Lffve* hold quantity^ 
In neither ough% or in extiemity > 
Now wiiat my Live i', pronf hjtt made yoo know, 
Addas tny Love is Bx'd, my Fear is To. 

Kiitg. Faitb I maft leave thee. Lov. , and (hortly too! 
My cperant Powers my Funfljons leave in do. 
And thnu Ihalt live in this fair World behind, 
HoAour'd, belov'df ard haply, one askitid- 
■PoK Husband (hilt thou ■ ■ - ■ 

Qmeen, Ob confound the reA { 
Such Love muft needs be Treafon in my Breaft i 
In fecond Husband let me be accurftj 
None wed the fecond, hurwho kiird the firft. 

Kdm. Wormwood, Wermwood. 

^Qtuitk Tile inftinces that fecond Marriage. move. 
Are bafe rcfpea? of Thrifr^ but naoe of Love. 
A fec:ondtimei I kill my. Husband dead, 
When fecond Husband kiflfes me in Bed. 

Kiug. I do believe you. Think what now you fpeah ; 
But whit we do determine, ofc we break: 
Purpofe is but the Slave to Memory, ' , i^ ooqIc 



^41 S Hatnletj Princtef DantAiTk. 

Of vbleni Birth, but poar tiMitf j ^ 

Which cow like Fruit uiiitpe fiidis oa the Trw. 

buc fall unfhaken, when thsy nellow be. 

Moft DcceCary 'til that we forget 

To pay our mwa, what to oar fitlves it Debt : 

What to our felves in Paflion we propofe^ 

The Paffion ending, doth the piupofe lofe 

The Violcn«e of either Grief or Joy, 

Theirowfl ent&ors wuh themfelvn deftroy: 

Where Joy moft revets, Grief doth moft UncK; 

Grief joys, Joy grieves on ileader aoctdeor. 

This World is oot for aye, nor 'tit not flraoge 

ThitevenoiuLoveiniould with our FortutK$chu>gc» 

For 'til a Queftion left us ycc to prwe. 

Whether Love lead Fortune, or elfe Rortuoe Love. 

The great Mao down, you mafk bis f»»eumt fliai 

The poor adv^nc'd makes Friends of Eoemiti: 

And hitherto d<tth Love oa poftune tend, 

For who not seeds. Aiall never lack « Friead; 

And who in Want a bollaw Friend doth try* 

Diredly (eafons him his Eneny. * 

But orderly to end where I begun. 

Our Wills and Fates do Co cotitraiy rtir, 

That our Devices ftill are overttirowo. 

Our Thooghtt are oun, their Ends none ofoorovn. 

So think thou wilt nofecoad Htoband wed. 

But die thy Thought*, when thy firfl Lord is dead. 

' Quttn, Nor Earth w give me Food, nor Hew'A Liglif^ 

Sport and repofe lock me frcAn Day and Night ^ 

Each oppoiite that blanks the Face of Joy, 

Meet whit 1 would have well, and it deftroy. 

But here, and hence, parfue ae lafting Strife, 

If once a Widow, ever I he Wife. 

Ham. If the Oiould hteA it now. 

King. Titdeeply fwom; fiireer^ Jeiveme here « wtilp, 
|tly Spirits grow dull, a~d faia 1 would beguile 
'f he tedious Day Vfithfleep. 

^wr». S1e<p rock thy BraiR, {fh'Pf' 

Ai^d never cobk mifchinte between ts twain.- ^€xa. 

Ham, Madim, howlilte you the Pivjt 



Hdfnkt, Pfipct ^ Vmaakk, 1419 

jgMw. The Lidy protefts too mnch» meddnkt. 
Utim. Oh but (he'll beep her word. 
Xiag. Have you heard the Argument* is there no Of- 
fence m'tj 

Sdm, N(^ no, they do but jeft> poifon in ;eft, no Of- 
fence i' ih' World. 

Kmg, What do yoa mU the Play ? 
JXwK. The Moufe-trap; Marry how* Tropically. This 
Miy is the Image of a Murther cfone in ip7rt»4*, Grax.«|» 
is tiie Duke's Namf, his Wife Baptijta-, you (hall fee anon, 
Wi a Knavifh piece of WoHt; but what o' thatP Yooc 
Majefiy, aud we that have free Souls, it touches us not; 
let the gall'd Jade winch, our withtrs are unwrung. 

Enter Luciahiis. 
This ii one LuciMinn, Nephew to the King. 
Opk YoM>j»re a good Chorus, my Lord. 
//mv. I coujd interpret between you and your Love; 
If I could fee the Puppets dailyiag. 

Ofh. You ore keen, my Lord, you are keen. 
Hum. It would coft you a groaning, te tihe-off eiy 
Edge. 

<^b. Still worTe and worfe. 
Hmhi. So you tnillake Huibindf. 
Begin Murther. Pox, leave thy damnable Facet, snd bfgin, 
Conie. the'croaking Raven doth bellow for Kevengi. 
Lmc, Thoughts black, Hands apr, Dtugs fit, and Time 
agreeing: 
Confederate Seafon, elfe no Creature feeing : 
Thou Mixture rank, of Midnight-Weeds colleded, 
\V;ith Becatt's Bane, thrice bhfled, thrice infeded; 
The natural Magick, and dire property. 
On whotfome Life, ufurp iminediately. 

[J*9«f J the Poifiu in hit Ban, . 
ffMm. He poyfons him i'th' Garden Foi's £(late; his 
Name's Qenx^ga', the Story is extant, and writ in choice 
/titlisH, You Ihdl fee anon how the Murtherer gets the 
Love of GanxMo'i Wife. 
Ofb. The lung rifes. 
Hmb. Whit, frighted with falfe Fire? 
jgwM. How fares my Lord^ 



• 3.^10 .Hamfct, Prince gf_ Dchinark, 

fel. Give o'er tlie Play, 

King. Give me fome Light. Away. 
■ Mi. Lights, Lights, Lights. \Exi»»u 

Adanent Hamlet and HorMto. 

Ham. Why let the flruck'en Deer go weep. 
The Heart ungalled play: 
For fome muft watch, whilft fome njoft Deep; 
So runs the World away. 

Would not this. Sir, aid a Foreft of Feithers, if the reB 
of my Eortunes turn Twri^ with -racf with two Provincial 
Kofsson my rac'd Shooes, get me a Fellowship in a cry of 
Playen, Sir. ■ ' 

Hor. Half a Share. 

Ham. A whole one T. 
For thou doft know, oh Damon dtar, 
This Realm difnoantled was 
Of Jovi himfcif, and now reigns here 
A very very JPajocfr, 
' Hor. You might have Rim'd. 

Hitm^. Oh good Horatio, I'll take the Gholl's 'wprd for« 
ihoiifand Pound'i Didft peictivci 

Hor. Very well, my Lord. 

Ham. Upon th; talk of the Pjifoning? 

//i»r. I did very well rote him. 

Enter Rofeneraus and Guildenllern.' 

Ham. Oh, ha! come fjme Mulitk. Comethe Recorderi, 
For if the King like not rht Coniedy ; ' 

Why then beJiicc he likes it notperdy. 
Con e, fome Mufick. 

Gfiil'd, Good my Lord, vouchfafe nie a word with you. 

Ham. Sir, a whole Hiftory. 

Gitild. The King. Sir . 

//■«fw. Ay Sir, whit of him.' 

Guild. Is in his ntirefncnt, marvellous difleinpet'd*^— 

Hant. With Drink, Sir? 

GMtld. No, my Li;d, rather with Cholcr. ' 

H'tm. Yotir Wif<lnm iliculd /hew it felfmore rich to fig- 
nifie this ro his Dodorj for me to put him tohisPurgatic'n, 
would perhaps plunge him into far' more Choler. 

Gxiid. Giiod my Lord, put your Difcourfe i:,fco fume 
Frame, acd flait not (6 wildly from my Affair. 



Hamlet, Fritice 0/ Denmark. 241 f 

HaiH. I am tame. Sir. proncuneb 

GmiU. The Queen your Mother, in aioft greit affli^ion 
ofSpirit» hath lent me to you. 

Ham, You ate welcome. 

Gmld. Nay> good, my Lord, thii Counefie is rot of ffie 
right breed. It ii (half pl(.-afe you lo make me a whol- 
fom Anfwer,.l-v/i]l do yotir Mother's Coaimandment; if 
noC( your Pardon, and my teturti ftiall be the end of. ay 
fiunciefs. 

Ham. Sir, l cannot. 
-. e»«W. What, my Lord f ■ 

Ham, Make you a wholfome Arifwer: my Wit's difeis*cf. 
Bur, Sir, (uch Anfwtr^ as I can make, you fbill cobi" 
raand; or rartier you fay, my Mother— :—i—--tfaercforc oo 
more but t(^ rhe matter my Mother, you fty-^-i 

Rof. TIkd thus ihe fayi; your Btbaviour fcalhi flruck 
her into amaZctnenr, and admiraiioni 

Ham. Oh wonderful Son, thit canroaftonifti a Mother. 
But is thire no (equel at the He«li of this'Mothir-wlmi> 
ration? 

Rof, She defires to fpeak with you in her Clofet e'er you 
go to Bed. ' " •, . 

Ham. We Dial! obey^ were (he ten utttti our Moth«rr' 
Havi you any ifarihcr Trade wiih us? 

RoJ'. My Lord, you once didljve me. 

Jiam, So { do tiill, by thefe pickers and fleatsrs. 

Rof. Good my Lord, what isyour Caufe of Oiflemper^ 
You do freely bar the Door of your own Liberty^ .if jcu 
deny your Gricfi to your Friend. 

Ham. Sir, I tack Advancement. 
. Rtf How can that be, when you have the Voictef rfic 
King himfeif, for your SuccePion in Dtmrnark^i 

Hum, Ay, but while the Grafs grows, t tie Proverb i»~' 
fbmetbing mufty. . . 

Enter ant with a Rectrdtr, 
O thcRecorders,Iet melttODC, To withdraw with you — ^■ 
why do you go about to recover the Wind of me, as if yott 
would drive me into a toil! 

GuiU. p my Lord, if ay Duty be too bold, my Lov* 
is too unmannerly. 

HMHi. I do not wcH iindcrfiard that. Will you play upor* 
this pipes _ r : -.x.^^o^d. 



24 1 ^ Mamict, ifina dj uetunart. 

Gnild. My Lord, I cjiiaot. 
Hmih. I piay yott, 
Cx»/tJ. Believe me* I cantioi. 
Ham. I do befeech you. 
GmU. I know no touck of it, tny LocdJ 
Ham. 'TistseaHifu tying ; govern tbefe Ventiges witfa 
your Fiogcr and I'humli, give t[ Breitli with. your Meutbi 
and it wilt di£cour(e nioft excellent Mi^Hck. 
Look you, ttiefe are the flops. 

Guild. But tbefe cannot I command to any utteruce of 
Harmony, I have not the Skill. 

HMm. Why kwk you now, how unwoithy a thiog you 
■uke of ne; you would play upon me, .you vould fecjo 
lo koow my ttcpi^ you wodm plufk out the- Heart of my 
Myftery* you would found ne horn my low£ A Nocf, to the 
top of my CemptTs, and there is ipucfa MuHck, exodlent 
Voice, in this little Orgui^ yet canwK you mJce it. Whj 
do you chink) that I an eafier to be ptaiq on than a Pipe/ 
Call OK vbat Iiiftruraent yo'ii will, though you can fret ae^ 
you cannot phy upon me. God bhfs you. Sir. 
Entfr Polonius. 
Pol. My Lord, the Queen would fpeak with you, and 
preremly. 

Htun. Do you fee that Qoud, that's almofl in Ibape like 
a C^^mtl\ 

Pol. By th'Mafs, aod it's like a Cmtl indeed. 
Ham, Metbinks it is like a WoxaI. 
< PoL It ts btk'd like a WokM, 
Ham. Or like a WhaU i 
Fol. Vtry like a Whale. 

Bam. Then will I come to my Mother by and by; 
They fool roe to the top o( my Bcii& 
I will come by arid by. 

PeL I will fay fo. ££jMb 

Ham. By and by it eaGIy faid. Leave me, frieods: Ext, 
*Tis DOW the very witching time of Nifihr, 
When Church- yirds yawD« and HslI it felf bnitbl out 
Contagion to this World. Now could I drink hot Kood, 
And do fuch bitter Bufincfi u the Day 
Would quake to look on. Soft, now to ny Mothe r— ■ ■ 

Oh 



■ Hamlet, Prince of Denmatk. 1411 

Oh Heart, loft not thy Nawrei let rot ever 
The Souji of JVera enter this firm Bofom; 
Let me b^ cruel, not unnatural, 
I will fpcak Diegers to her, but ufe none. 
My Tongue and soul in this be Hypocrites^ 
How in my words fomever Qie'be (hcot. 
To gire them Seals, never roy Soul confent. [Exit. 

Enttr KtMgt Rofeneraus, ^iJGuildenftern. 
Kimg. I bke him nor, nor Hands it fafe with us, , 
To let his Madnefs range. Therefore prepare you j 
I your Commiffion will forihwith difpatch* 
Aild he to England Oiall along with you. 
The Terms of our Eftate may not endure 
Httard fo dangerous, as doth hourly grow 
Out of his Lunacies. 

Cmld. We will our felvcs provide i 
Moft holy and religious Fear it is. 
To keep thofe many Bodies fafe, that live 
And feed upon your Mijefty, 

Rif. The £jigle and peculiar Life is bound 
With all the Strength and Armour of the Mind* -. 

To keep it felf from noyance; but much more. 
That Spirit, upon whofe Spirit depends and tells 
The Lives of many i the ceafe of Majijfty 
Dies not alone, but like a Gulf duth draw 
What's near it, with it, it it a raalTy Wheel 
Fi^t on the Summit of thehigheft Mount, 
To whofe huge Spoaki, ten thoufand leifer things 
Are mortiz'd and adjotn'd; which when it falls. 
Bach fmall annexment, petty confequcnce 
Attends the boillrous R,uin. Never alone 
Did the King flgh, but with i general ^roan. 

King, Arm you, I pray you, to this fp^edy Voyage; 
For ve will Fetters put upoo this Fear, 
Which now goes too free-footed. 

Btth. We will hafte us. \_E$ctMM Gtnti 

Enter Polonins. 
?«/. MyLordj he's going to his Mothet's Clofet; 
Behind the Arrat ril convey my felf 
To hear the Procefs. Til vcarnnt (he'll tax Mm host. 

And 



14*4 Hamlet, Vritue of Denmatk. 

And asyou fiid, and vi'eiy was it fatcl, 
*rismeet that fome more AuJiencclhin a Mother, 
Since Nature mikes them partul, lliould o'e^hca^ 
The Speech ot'Viimge. Fare you wtll, my Liege, 
1*11 Call upon you e'er you go lo bed, 
Apd tell you what I know, 

Kiui. Thanks, dear my Lo^d. 
Oh my Offence is rank, it fmcHs to Hcav'n, 
' It hath the primal eldefl curfe upon't ; 
A Brother's Murther. Prjy Icmfto', 
Though Inclination be as rfiarp as Wilt: 
My ftronger Guilt defeats my ftiong Intent, 
And like a Man to double BuHrefs bound, 
I ftand in pawfe where I fliiU firft befiin. 
And both negled'; what if this curfed Hand 
Were thicker than it felf with Brother's BIooJ, 
Is there not Rain enough in thefwert Heav'ns 
To with it white as Snow! whetcto ferves Mercy? ' 
But to confront the vifa^e of Offence? 
And what's in Prayer, iiut this two-fold Forcf, 
to be forc-ftalled e'er we come to fill. 
Or pardon'd being down / Then IM look op, 
My Fault is part. But oh, what Form of Praytr 
Can fervemy turn? Forg ve jne aiy foul Murther, 
Tfaat cannot be, fincu I am flill poffcft 
Of tbofe Effefls for which I did the Murther, 
My Crown, mine own Ambition, and my Queen. 
May one be pardon'd,- and retain th'offcnce/ 
In the corrupred Currents of this World, 
Offences gilded Hand may ihove by Juftice, 
And oft 'tis feen, the wicked prize it fsif 
Buys out the Lsw; but 'tis not fo above. 
There is no (hufBing, there the ASion lyes 
In his true Nature, and we our (elves compclPd. 
Even to the Teeth and Fore-head of our Faultj, 
To give in Evidence. What then/ what refti? 
■Try what Repentance can. What can it not! 
Yet what can ir, when one cannot repent? 
Oh wretched State! oh Bofom, black as Death! 
Oh limed Ssul, that ftrugling lobe free. 
Art more, ingag'dl Help Angels, make affay: 



Bow 



HAtakt, Prince df Thnmaik. t^i^ 

Bow ftubborn Knecs» ud Heart with ftrings of Steel, 
Be fofc as finei^s of the new-born Babe, 
AU may be .well. [7*» Ki»g kyah, 

Euttr Hamlet. 
Ham. Now might I do it pat* npw he is praying, 

And now I'll do't and (o he goes to Hcav'o, 

And fo am I reveng'd : that would be fcann'd,— -* 
A Villain kills my Father, and for that 
I his fole Sod, do this lime Villain fend 

To Hciv'n O. this is Hire and Sallery, not ReTCngCi 

He took my Father grofily, full of bread* 

With all his Crimes broad blown, as frefli as M^^ 

And how bis Audit ftands. who.knaws, fiive He»v*n ) 

But in our circiunftftocc and courfe of Thought, 

'Tis heavy with him. And am I then reveng'd. 

To take him in the purging of bis Soul, 

When he is fit and feafon'd for bis piflige/ No, 

Up Sword» and know thou a more horrid time 

When he ij drunk afleep, or in his rage. 

Or in th'inceftuous pleafure of his Bed, 

At gaming, fweariflg, or about fame aii 

That has no relilh of Salvation in't, 

Then trip him, that hjiheelsmiy kick at Heav'n, 

And that his Soul may be is damn'd and black 

As Hell, wher«o it goes. My Mother ftays, 

This Phyfick but prolongs thy fickly days. {EkiU 

_ King. My words fly up, nay thoughts remain below. 

Words, without ihowghis, never to Heav'n go. [ExH 

S C E H E n. The §^eens Apartment 

Enter Qnttn^ and Polonius. ' 
^fftWewill come ftraight j loot you Jay home to him; ' 
Tell him his. pranks hive been too broad to bear with. 
And that your Grace hath fcrecn'd, and flood between - 
Much heat and him* I'll filence me e'en here ; 
Pray you be round with him. 

Jfa». 'ivithin. Mother, Mothel", Mother* 

Qneen, I'll warrant you, fear me not. 
Withdraw, I heir him coming. 

„ [Polonius hidit him/ilf hkmd the jirtas. 



^4><^ ti^QikC) Prksa if Dcmmik. I 

Enter Uaiiil«c , 
ffdm. Now, Mother, what') th&Mancr } 
. J2t$r«** Himlet, thou baft tby Father much offended. 
Ham. Mother,' you iuTC my Father much offended. 
Qjuen. Coive, o6dk, yon anfwa with an idletongae. 
Hmk. @q, pti you qu^ftien with a» hD* tongue'. 
Qnetm. 'Wh^; how now, Utmio- ? 
Ham, What's the mattei now \ 
Qmtn. Have%you, forgot ne i 
Ham, No, by the Rood, not fo^ 
You are the Quee/i, your Husbafid's BuoAw^ WS^ 
But would yo« ?rere not lb. You aie my- MbtlMr. 
Qmm* Nay> theji I'll fee thofe to you tbat can tpvitk 
Ham. Cose, come, uid fis yqu dows, y«a AtaB not 
budge ; 

You go not 'till I Cet yon up a Glt^ 
Where you may fie the iaimift pan of you ? 

Qmen, What wile thui <^o f tbou wilt nac murriier me? 
Help, help, ho. 
toU What ho, help,, help. help. \pikimLtht jhroi. 
Ham. How now, & Rat? deodfor a Duncr, d^dl 
Pff/. Oh [ am (lain. [XlOt Poloniiis. 

j2f>eM..Oh mty what haft thou donvt* 
Aim. Kay I luiosi not, isittbc'King {' 
QiutH. Oh. wiiac i, rafli and Uoody dtmh ij this I 
Miw. A bloody de«I» aliveft aa bad, good Moriier, 
As kill a Kiaf)i and: tamy. wiih 1^ BlunKr. 
QMtcn, As kill'd a King { 
£m. Ay Lady, \was my word. 
Thou wretched, rafh, intruding Fool, forewri, 
Ittooll thee for thy Betters, take thy Fortune, 
Thou Gnd'ft to he too bufie, it, foine dw^er. 
Leave wringiog. of your handv P^ce, ^' yourdowift 
And let me wring your heart, for To I (h»U 
If it be mide of penetrable, fluff ; 
' If damned Cuftom have not braz'dit fc^. 
That it it proof and bul.wark,ig,ainfliSenifieL 

QtutH. What har,eIdooc,tlncthoudaax(l.i>^<tlijttM^u 
Ib noife fo rude againftmei 

Ham. Such an Ad, 
TJm{ blur&the Grace afid.blulh of Mndeily, 

. .. A. on , (syis 



Hartiicfc, Pi'lnci if Dcnmadt.' i^if 

Cills Virtue Hypocritf, taltes' off ilii KbTe 
Ffom [he fair Fore-heid of air iiintyctnt toVt» 
And makes a blifter there ^ makes Mfarr h^ \64/i 
As falfe at Diccri Oaths, O liich a Deed, 
As from the Body of contra&to'n plucks 
The very Soul, aad fweet Religion mira : 
A rhapfody of words. Hetv'ii's Face do^h' g,l64ri 
Yea, this foUdtty and compound mafv, 
With criftful vifage as agaiDft the dboihi 
Is thought-fick at the a&. 

QHteif. ■ Ay tDit whit aft. 
That roars fo toad,' and thunders h tfie Index?. 

Ham, Look here upon thi^ PtduVe; anj on' tMs, 
The counterfeit ptclsntmbtit of two BrothVrft 
See what a Grace was fcated on his BroV, 
Hjfsrhn'% Curies, the front of Jovt hiaifdf/ 
An £ye like M*ri, to tKre^n or command, 
A Station like the Herald Mercitrj 
Now lighted on a Hiiav'n killing Hill ; 
A Combrnxtion, and a farm indeeff, 
Where every God did fecm lo fet his Seal* 
To give the World' affuranie of a Man'. 
This was your Husband. Look you uis^ whaH fjRoV(i's'< 
Here is your Husband, like a Mildew'd Ear,' 
Blafltng his wholefoioe Brother. Have ybu Eyes? 
Could you on this fair Mountai|i Mv^i to feed. 
And batten on his Moore / Ha ! have you Ey« V 
You cannot call it Love ; for at ybiir Agi*, 
The hey-day in the Blood is tame,' i^s hunible. 
And waits upon the judgment : and whV^ juc^iiiVnfc 
Would ftep from this to this ? What Devil was't. 
That thus hath coz^n'd ybii at Hoodniiri-blind { 
O Shame I where is thy blu(h ? Rebellious Hell, 
If cbou canft mutiny in a Matron's' Soiies.' 
To flaming youth, let Virtue be as Wax, 
And melt in her own fire. ProdMih^no fhaihe,' 
W^hen (he compulfive Ardure gives the chat-ge. 
Since Froft it felf as aflively doth tilirn. 
As Reafon panders Will. 

QMten. O Hamltt^ fpealt no nioi-'e; 
Th-»ii tiitri'ft'iHiBS Eyes intd my ver/ SouT, 

- ■ A> 1 - ■■^■^^^^A^d 



i,4»8 Hamlet, Prince of Denmark. 

And there I Tee fu(;h black and grained fpots* 
At wilt not leave their Tind. 

Hmb. Nay* but to live 
In the rank fweit,of in inceftuous Bed, 
. Stew'd io Corruption ; bonying aod making love 
Ove^^ the nafly Sty. 

i^eii. Oh fpe^ to me no more, 
Theic words like Daggers enter in mine Ears. 
Ko more, ^.tct Hamlet. 

Ham. A Murderer, and a V>il:inl 
A Slave, that is not, twentieth part, the rythe 
Of your precedent Lord. A vice of Ki g.^j 
A Cutpurfe of tho Empire and the Rule, 
Tbat from a Ihelf. the precious Diadtm 0:>!r, 
Aod put it in his Pocket. 
QjutH. No more. 

Enter Gb»fi. 

Ham. A King of (hreds and patches 

Save me I and hover o'er me with your Wiogs [SuirtiHt ta. 
You Heav'nly Guards ! What would you, gracious £gure ? 
Qiuttt, Alas he's mad. 

Ham. Do you not come your tardy Son to chide. 
That laps'd in Time and, Paflion, lets go by 
Th'importing afting of your dread command? Oh fay, 

Ghaft. Do not forget: this ViGtation 
Is but to wliet thy atmofl blunted parpofe. 
But look.' Amizemenc on thy Mother fits ; 
O ftep between her, and her fighting Soul, 
Conceit in weaked Bodies, ftrongeft works. 
Speak to her, HantUt. 

Ham, How is it with you, Lr,dy I 
Queen. Ala^, how is'c with youj 
That thus you bend your Eye on vacancy^ 
And with the Corporal Air do hold dilcouifc. 
Fonh at your Eyes, your Spirits wildly peep» 
And as the fieeping Soldiers in 'th' Alarm, 
Your Bedded Hairs, like life in Excrements, 
Start up, and Hand an end. O gentle Son. 
\Jpon the heat and flame of thy DiAemper 
Sprinkle cool Patience. Whereon do you look .' 

Ham. On him I on him j^-look you how pale hfr glares »■ 



Hamlet^ Prince 0)^ JDenmark. 1417 

His form and caufe conjoin'd* preaching to St&n«s^ 
Would make them capable-. 'Do not looic upon me. 
Left with this pitious adion'you convert 
My ftern efFeds; then wh« I have-tb do, 
Will want true. colour; Tears perchance for Blood. 
.,. -- - Q^'**' 'To whom do you fpeak this ? 

Ham. Doyoufeenfcirhing there? {Ptintingtc the Qtnfi, 
Quttn, Nothing at all, yet all that is I fet. 
Ham. Nor did you notiiiBg hear? 
Queen, No, nothing but our (elves. 
Ham. Why look you there! took how it fleils avay I 
"My Father in his habile as he lived. 

Look where he goes even now out it the Portal. [Exit. 
QMeen. This is the very Coinage o( your brain, 
- This bodilffs Creation ecftafie is very cunniog in; 
Ham. Ecllafie? 
My Pulfc, as yours, doth temperately keep time. 
And makes as heUthful Mulick. It is not madnefi 
That I have uttered ; bring me to the Teft 
And I the matter will re-word ; which midnefs 
Would gamboll from. Mother, for love of GrKC, 
Lay not a flatteri. g Unflion to your Sou), 
That not your trefpan, but my oiadnefs fpeaks ; 
It will bur skin and film the Ulcerous place, 
Whi ft rank Corruption running all within, 
Infefts unfeen. Confefs your felf to Heav'n, 
Repei^t what's paft, a^-oid what is to come, 
, And do not fpfead the Compoft on the We^ds, 
To make tlum ranker. Forgive roe this my Virtue,' 
For in the farn;-?; of thefe purfie times. 
Virtue it feif, of Vice rauft pardon beg. 
Yea, curb, and wooe, for leave to do him good." 

Queen. Oh, Hamlet] thou haftcltft my H art h Cvairl 
Hum. O throw away the worfer part of ir. 
And live the purer with the other half. 
Good Night; but go not to mine Uncle's Bed, 
Affume a Virtue, if you have it not. 
That M;>t;fter Cuftom, who all Senfe doth ot 
Of Habit's Devil, is Angel yet in this; 
That to the ufe of A^Sions fair and good, 
Helikewifc gives* Frock or Livery i , .. :,CioMlc 

A a J That 



That aptly Mputpp: wfr»«Jo?^«J?fe 

And that ^a)l ^{KJ | }(ip^ of c)(in9J^ 

Ti> the next Abftineocr, ;^; wzj: njgre fi^j^p; 

For ufe can almotl fjiingeib^ ^fPp oif N*^f? 

And raider ^he pevil, octl)F9Iv'qif9 ouf 

With wondrous Potency, pop; more, gocM} Nlgbf; 

Aijd wbjp yoH jrc rfefirtj^ ip bf bieft 

rii buffing beg qf you. fpr ^jiif fame Lprd, [Pjilp^'tf'* Ppl* 

I do repent : but Heav'n h}th ple^'.i) ft ^ 

To punifh oie with thi^, and this wtih me, 

Th« J jq)!iQ hp their Sfourge ai)d MJf'i(»«r. 

I will beOow him, and wil) aof^er v^ 

Xtfc death I gf ve him; fo agaip, §99^ If fg^t. 

I muft be cruel, oqly to be )[iai4i 

Thus bad b^gin^ anfl wprfe fptfftps bebiod. 

QMten. What (hall I do? 

^«>». Nof r{]i» by po pi^ajif th^t | ^id yqu (^ 
Let the blifot Kiri tftppj yoji ag^^l V> Bet), 
Finch Wanton on yp)ir ch^e^ ^|]I yftu l^is 9r)<^l<> 
And Jet him % <) ft^jr of rt^^chy M^W» 
Or padling if) yoqr Neck igrith )t)f ^iimo'tj fipg^l* 
Make you to ravel a}l this matter qut, 
That I effentiflly i^\ rjot jp madoefs. 
But mad in crafc. Twete gpqd yqu (et hip know, 
, For who that's but a Qu^ep, faJft fober, ^i(e, 
AVould from a Paddqc|f« from a Bat, a Gibbe, 
Such dear concernip^ hide i Whq would dq fo i 
No, in delpighi of Senff and Secrecy, 
Unpc^ the Biskpt on titc Houffs top. 
Let th; B'iidi fl/, and like (he fimqus Ape» . 
To try canclufions, in the Basket creept 
And break yqur own >^ec|f down. 

Queeif. Be tbiu alTur'd, if vfords be CFudeof Breath, 
And breithe of f^ife .- I have no Life to brea[hp 
What thou haft fjid to pie. 

Ham. I muft (o EngUpd, you know ihat^ 

Qitetn. Alack, I had forgot; Tis ^ concludaj on. 

Ham. This |l^jn H^all fet i^e p^cl^ing; 
I'll lug the Guts into tlje b^ci°hbpar RoQffi; 
M-ther, gond Night. Indeed thii Counfelbr 
Is now moft fti]l, moift fccrcr, ajid ino,ft gr^v*. 

Who 



Who was in Uh t fmHitk fmmg Kotie. 

Come, Sir, •odttv towtrd^n end with yoH. 

Good Night. Mother. {^EieimmKalalet iliggiiigd» Patan^ii 

A C T IV. SCENE!. 
SCENE A Rbyal Aparment, 

£»ttr kiju And Qmeem. 
^u){.'~r'Hcre^simtters in thcfe tiebs, tlieTc f»-ofounH hnvci; 

X You muftttannate^'iis'Bt we undcrftand them. 
Where is your Son? 

Qtutn. Ah> my good Lnr^ whK have ( feeo to Night! 

£u^. What, Ctrmtdtl How Aaei Hamlai 

Quten. Mid as the Seis, and Wind, when both coneml 
Which is the migbtiert in his Uwlcis &t 
Behird the Arras* hearing Ibmethiog Air* 
He whips bis lUpier ou^ add cries a Rit, i %a% 
And m his brainiAi apprehcniion, kills 
The unfeen good old Man. • 

King. Oh heavy deed 1 
It haabECB lb wiui us, had we been there: 
His Liberty is full erf thiettf to all. 
To you your fclf, to us, to, every one. 
Alas, how (hall this bibddy deed be iDlwer'd? 
It will be laid to us, whofe providence 
Should haveliepc Ihorr, nurain'd, and out offaaant^ 
This mad young Mhv. But lo much was our lovii 
We' would not underftaad whn wis moA fit. 
But like the Owner of a foul Difeafe, 
- To keep it from divulging^ jets it feed 
Even on the pith of Life. Where ishegone/ 

Q»e«n. To draw apart the Body he haih kill'dr 
O'er whom his very Madnefs^ like fome Ore 
Among a Mineral of Metik bafe. 
Shews it felf^urc. He weeps for what is doncb 

Kinv. Oh Gertrmdt, come away: 
The Sun nofooner fhall;the Mountains touch. 
But we will (hip him hence, and this vile deed, 
Wc mufi. with all our Majefty and Skill, 
Both countenance, andexcufe. Hoi CuiUtnfitrnl 

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14- ) 2. Hamlet, Princt of Denmaik, | 

Efittr Rofenenui Mud (SuikleDfteni. i 

Fiiendi both, go ;oin you with fame fimfaer dd: 
HdmUt in madnefs hath PoUmHt llaiD^ 
And from his Mother's Clofet hach he dragged him: 
(So feek him outi fpeak fair, and bring the body 
Into the Chappel. I pray you hafte in this. [Ex. Ko(.Mnd Guild, 
Come, Gertrude, we'll all up our wifeft Fiiends, 
To let them know both what we mean to do. 
And what's untimely done. Oh come away* 
My Soul is full of dircord and difmay. [^Exemu, 

Enter Hamlet. 

Nam. Safely flowed. 

GeatlemeH within. Hamlet \ Lord Hamlet I 

Hani. What noifef who calls on Hamlet f 
Oh here they come. 

i Enter Rofeneraus and Guildenftern. 

Rojl What have you done, my Lord, with the dead Body i 

Ham. Compounded it with duft, whereto 'cis kin. 

£ofi Tell us where 'tis, that we may tike it thence. 
And bear it to the Chappel. 

Ham. Do not believe it. 

Sef. Believe what? 

Ham. That I can keep your Counfel, and not mine own. 
Eefides, to be demanded of a Spunge, whit replication fhould 
be made by the Son of a King. 

Hofi Take you me for a Spunge, my Lord ? 

Ram. Ay, Sir, that fofees up the King's" Countenance, his 
Rewards hit Authorities; but fuch Officers do the King beft 
fervice in the end ; he keeps them like an Ape in the corner of 
his Jaw, £ir(l mouth'd to be lafl fwallowed, when he needs 
what you have gfean'd, it is but fqueezing you, and Spunge 
you (hall be dry again. 

Ho/. I underftand you not, my Lord. 

^rfm.IamglidofitiaknaviniSpeechflecpstnafooliniEar. 

Raf. My Lord, youmufttelluswherethe Body is, and go 
wj h usfo the King. 

Ham. The Body is with the King, but the King is tiOt 
with the Body. The King, is a thing' 

Guild. Aibing, my Lord? 

Ham. Of nothing f bring mc to him, hide For, ind all after. 
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Hamlet, Prince «f Denmark. 24}$. 

£tner. King. , 
King. I have fent to feek him, ind to Gnd the Body; 
How aangeious is it that this Man goes \ooit I 
Yet muft HOC we put the firong Law on him \ 
He's tov'd of the diftraiSied Multitude, 
Who like not in their Judgment, bixt their Eyes: 
And where 'tis fo, th' Offender's fcourgc is weigh'd, 
But never the Offience. To bear all iinooth, and even, 
This fudden fending him away, mufl iaem 
DeUberate pawfe : Difeafes defperate grown* 
By defperace Appliance are relieved, 
Or not at all. 

Enttr Rofenerau*. 
How DOW i what hath befal'n f 

Rff. Where the dead Body is beftow'd, my Lord, 
We cannot get from hi'm. * ' 

King, ^ut where is he? 

Kof. Without, my LOid, guarded to know your Plei- 
furc. - ' 

King. Bring hi6i before us. 
Ref. Ho, Guildettjiern [ bring in my Lord. 

Enter Hamlet, and Giiildenflern. 
King. Now, Hamlet, vhsit's PeUnims ? 
Ham. Ac Supper, 
ii:.w£. At Supper? Where? 

Ham. Not where he eats, but where he is eaten, 3 cer- 
tain Convocation of Worms are e'en at him. Your Worm 
is your only Emperor f.r diet. We f^t all Creatures elfe to 
iXf- us, and we fat our fclves for Maggot)^ You £at King 
and your lean Beggar is but variable Service, two Diflies, 
but to one Table, thric's the end. 

King. What doft thou mean by this ? 
Ham. Nothing but to ihew you how a King may go 1 
Progrefs through the Gut of a Beggar. 
King. Where is Poltninsi 

Ham. In HeavX ftnd thither to fee. If your Mcffen- 

ger find him not there, feek him i'lh other phce your felf; 

but indeed, if you Bnd him not this Month, you fhall Nofe 

WitD as you go up the Stairs into the Lobbey* ■ 

King. Go feek htm there. 

Ham, He will ftay 'till ye come^ 

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* 4 $ 4 Hamlet, Princt tf Denmatk. 

King^ Hdmlet, tHis Dttd ofthiue, forthiae eCptcitlfifetf 
Wt)icil we (jo nadir, ■■ wc dearly grieve 
For that wliidi tbou kaftcbne. lauft fend thee benct 
With fiery Quidnersi therefor* prepare thy fdf, 
The BatK is ready, aod the Wind at help, 
Th'Aflbciatei tend, and every thing at b&nt 
For EngUmd, 

Ham. ¥otEi/£UmJr 

KtHg. Ay, Hsmku 

Ham. Good. 

King* So is ir, if thou knew'A our PurpofiES. 

Ham. I fee a Cherub that fees [hem j but cone, for£w 
gland. Farewel, drat Mother. 

Kittg. Thy loving Father, Hamitt. 

Ham. My Mother; Fathir and Mother k Mob and 
Wife; Man and Wife is one Flelb, Md fb my Mother. 
Come, for EngUni. [Exit, 

Xing. F<^k>vhim acfoot, iho^ Kin With J^ieedaboard: 
Delay it not, I'll hive htm hence to Night. 
Away, for Cfcry thing is feal'd and done 
That clfe leans on ih* Afair; pr^ yon nebe haSr. 
And England, if my Love tMU hold'A at ought, 
Asmy greit Power ikcfcof may j^e thee lenfir. 
Since yet thy Cicatrice looks raw and red 
After the Danijh Sword, and thy free avr 
Fay s homa^ to tn ; theu may'fr not coldly fet 
Our Sovereign Pvscefs, whKh ntlperts at tai^, 
Sy Letters conjtiriiig^ to that (ffc^, 
The prefant Death of ffantttt. tK> It England, 
For lile the H«Aick in my Blocd he rages. 
And thou muft cure me ; *ti{( I bnow 'lii done. 
How^'er my Haps, my ^ys were ne'er begun, {^Exit. 

' S C E N E H. ^ Camp. 

Entm Fcwiinbras vrith an Army, 

Far. Go, Captain,, from me to the Danijh King, 
TeH him that by his Licenfe, Fertinbrat 
Claims the Coaveyance of a promised March 

Over 



Hai&kc, Priifce of Dvnauak' i4H 

Over this Kingdoro. Vw l^py fhf JpsnijtfV^z* 
If thattifMHefly yfljUdpvBltf vjit Ji^ 
We mall exprelf (lof Pl^ty in tVf Sff* 
And let hiio know fo. 

O^t, I yill 4p'tf my Lofd, 

ivw. Go fcftly OHf ££w Fortiflb^jl. 

Sam. Good Sir, wliofe Pollers yp thcie ^ 
Ci^j. They arc qf A'o)'Vrf7» ^'"' 
/Aim. How proposM, Sifi J prjyyou? 
Ci//t Againfl fbme put iff Poland. 
Ham. Who cooim?Rrfs tKep?. Siri 
G^t. The r^epliey of q|(1 Nonvajt F^rtiitbrAt> 
Sdm* Goes ii agiinft {he main o^ Poitwi, $1', 
Or for fame Frfcntier! 

Ctpt. Truly fq ^(k, gp^ wirh nn AdditJQQ* 
We go to gain a littjf paf ^h of Grpijijd 
That haih in it no profit ^ut the i^^tpff 
To pay five Dackett, five I vo^lf\ nof f^rn) it. 
Nor will it yield tp Norj^aji or tl>^ i'«k 
A ranker rat^ ^ould it be fa in F^e*. 

Ham. Why t\itp tl^e Poilfc^ never vtill dsff"4 K* 
Ciipr. Nay, 'tis already gtrnfoji'd* 

flam. Two tboufand S^ulf, iin^ tvwy th(|U^n4-I?l{ckt 
Will not debate the QueAioti of thh Stravi 
This H th'itiipofthuBie of nmch Weald] tn4 Pcfl^i 
That inward breaVsj and (hews no caufe without 
' Why the Man dies* I humbly thank you. Sir. 
C^. God b'w'ye, Sir. 
Re/l Wil't pleafe you go, my Lord/ 
Ham. I'll be with you ftraighr. go a little before. fSxf^ 
Mantt Haqifet. 
How all occaltont do inforip agajnf^ mr, 
And fpur ipy dull Revenge f What is a Man, 
If his chief good and raarkef of hi; time 
Be but to flecp and feedf a Qealf, no more. 
Sure he that iQade us with fticb large Difcourfe, 
Looking before and after, ^av^ us not 
That capaliility and God-hke reafbn 
To Ruft ifi us ivms'd; now whether it be 
Seftial Oblivion, or fooc craven Scruple , , Cooi^' 

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x45tf Hamlet, Prince of Denmark.' 

of thinking too percifely on th' event, 
A thought which quarter'd bath but one part wirdom. 
And ever three parts coward : I do not know 
Why yet I live to fay this thing's to do, 
Sltb. I have caufe, and will, and ftrength, and means 
To do^; examples grofs as Earth exhort me, 
Witnefs this Army offuch mafs and charge. 
Led by a delicate and tender Prince, 
Whoie Spirit with divine Ambition puft 
Makes Mouths at the inviGble Event, 
£xpofing what is mortal and unfure 
To all that Fortune, Death, and Danger dare. 
Even for an Egg-fhell. Rightly to be great 
Is not to ftir without great Argument, 
But greatly to5nd quarrel in a ft.raw, 
When Honour's at the Stake. How ftand I then. 
That have a Father kilPd, a Mother {lain'd. 
Excitements of my Reafon and my Blood, 
And let all fleep, while to my Shame I' fee 
' The eminent Death of twenty thnufand Men, 
That for a faniafie aqd trick of Fame 
<3oto their Graves like Beds, fight for a Rot 
Whereon the Numbers cannot try the Cauft, 
Which is not tomb enough and continent 
To hide the flain? O from this time forth. 
My Thoughts be blood)', or bs nothing worth* 

SCENE HI. A Palace. 

Eater QHetn, Horatio* /""i AttendaMs^ 

Queen. I will cut fpeak with her. 

Har, She IS importunate. 
Indeed diflrafi j her mood will needs be pitied. 

j2«'M- What would (he have^ 

Hor. She fpeaks much of her Father; fays (he hean 
There's trick's i' th' World, and hcmi, and beats her Heart, 
Spurns efiviotiQy at Straws, fpeaks things in doubt. 
That carry but half Senfc; Hsr Speech is nothing. 
Yet the unfhaped ufeofitdoib move 
The Hearers to CoUeSion; they aim at it. 
And both the words up fit to their own Thoughts, 
Which as her winks, and nods, and gedurn yield them. 

Indeed 



Jdiamiet, trtnce of uaimzr^. 1.4 j 7 

Indeed would make one think there would be Thoughts; 
Though nothing fure* yet much unhappily. 

QueeH, ' Fwere good Ihe were ipokenwith, for (he may 
DangLfous Conje^ures in iU-bre^ding Minds. [ftrow 

Let her come in. , , 

To my fick Soul, as Sin's true Nature is, 
Each toy Teems Prologue to fonae great amifs. 
So full of irclefs Jealoufie is Guilt, 
It fpills It kli in fearing to be fpih. 

Mitier Ophelia dijiri^td. 

Oph. Where is the beauteous Majefly oi Denmatki 

QMeen. How now, OphtUa^ 

Oph. Hew fmuldl jourtrne Love kpoiv, from anatheront^ 
By hit cockle Hat and Staff, and hisjtmdal Shion. [Singing. 

Queen. Alas, fweet Ladyj what imports this Songi 

Oph. Say you? nay, pray you mark. 
He it deadand £one. Lady, he it dead and gene, 
^t his Head a Graji-iretn Tttrf^ at hit Hetlt a Stone. 
Enter King. 

Queen. Niy, but Ophelia.- - 

Oph. Pray you ma'k. 
f^itt hit Shrowd as the Mountain- Snow, 

Queen. Alas, look here, my Lord. 

Oph. Larded with fweet Flo'i^irt: 

Which htii/ept to the Grave did not go, ■ 
With True-love Shojvers, 

King. How do ye, pretty Lady? 

Oph. Well, 6od dil'd you. They fay the Owl was a 
Baker's Daughter. Lard, we know what we are, but know 
not what we may be, God be at your Table. 

Xin^. Conceit upon her Father. 

Oph. Pray you let us have no words of this; but whcQ 
cbey ask you what it means, fay you this; 
yi morrow it Si. ValentineV Day, all in the morn htimfy 
^nd I a Maid at jour Wt/tdew, to be your Valentine. 
7ibM up he rt/e, and don'd hit Clotht, and drtpt the Chamber'dofr ; 
XtCt in a Maidy that out a Maid never departed mcrOt 

■King. PFctty Ophelia.' 

Oph. Indeed la f without an Oath, I'll make an end on't. 
By Git, and bj S. Charity; 
jilackj and fieforjhame, 
' ■ . . A.OoSff 



i43i3 Hamlet, Pr/nc^e sfDemnaMf 

. Tam»i Mem will tif'i, if they ctmi tit^ . . . 

Bjr Cack^ th€j *re to hiame. 
Q^th fhe, befortjaA mmhledrntj 
TtH promii'd me to wed t 
So womld I hd' done, hj jonder Smtp 
Amd th»H hadjt not come 19 my Bed. 
Ki^* How tong hath Ihe been thm? 
Oyb. I hope all will be well. We muft be patientj but 
I csiinot chufe but weept (o think cliey Ihould lay him i'th' 
cold Ground; my Brother Hiall know of it, and ft Ith'anlc 
you for your good Gounfel. Come, my Co^ch ; ^dnight. 
Ladies; goodnight, fweet Lidi:s ; goodnight^ goodnight. 

l^xirl 
King, Follow her cbre, give her go6dWi(cb, I pray you; - 
6b this is the Poifon of deep Grief, it fprings 
All from her Father's death. Oh Gertrude, Gertrudel 
When Sorrows come, they come not fingle Spies, 
Bnt in BuialioDs. Firft, her F^th r flain. 
Next your Son gone, and he njoft violent Author 
Ofhisownjuft Remove} the People muddied^ 
Thick and unvholfbme in thtir Thoughii and Whifpers, 
For good Poloniut death; and we have done but greenly, 
In hugger mugger to inter htm ; poor Ophelia . 

Divided from her felfi and her (lir Judgment, . 
Without the which we are Pi&ures, or mere fieaftr: 
Laft. indas much containing as all thcfe. 
Her Brother is in fecret come from FrMnee, 
Feedson this wonder, keeps himfelfin Clouds, 
And wants not Buzzers to infed his Ea;* 
With pe/lJlent Speeches of his Father's Death? 
Where in neceQityj of matter beggar 'd, 
Will nothing'ftick our perfons to arraign 
In ^ar and Bar. O my dear Gtrtritdt, tbiS| 
Uke to a murdering Piece in many places, 
Gires me fupeifluous Death. {_AN»'ifi withun 

Enter 4 Mefeit^. 
Qmttn. Alack, what Noifeisihisi . . . 

King, V^herearem'y SwitMriK Lerthen) guard the Door* 
What IS the matter/ 

Mef. Save your felf, my Lord* 
Th: Ocean, over peering of his tift. 



Hamlet, Prince of Denmark. 143* 

£ats not the FUti vilb more hnperuot^s hifte. 
Than young Litrtei, in a ri^toas Head, 
0'«r-bears your Officen; the RabbleoU Mill LOrJ, 
And as the World were now but to begin, 
Antiquity forgot, Cuftom frot known. 
The ratifiers and props of evtfry #ord. 
They cry, chufe we Laeries for our KiiTet. 
Caps, Hands, and Tongues, applaud it tatttt Cfcdtk. 
Laertes (ball be King, Laertes King'. 

QHfeii. How che»t(ully on the falfe Trail tftej cff. 
Oh ihii is Counter, yon falfe D<mijh Dog$. [Nififi'*/iriia, 
Enter Laertes. 

KiHg, The Doois are broke. 

Latr. Where is the King/ Sirs-! Stai yAt aft wMlAit. 

jUL No, let's cDdie in. 

Laer. I pray you give nrtfUfaVc. 

^tl. We will, we will. 

Laer. I thaok you; Keep tHe EteOr. 
O thou viie King, give me my P«her; 

Q^een. Calmly, good LxerHf, 

Laer. That drop of B]ood that Ci\mf, pVocUilft m %2» 
ftard: , 

"Crys Cuckold to my Fa'her, bnndls-rfie'Hftfet 
Sven here- beowean tbecKi^e u^finitctied Biow 
0£ my true Msciwr. 

Kiitg* Wha istiit€Miff, Latms, 
That thy IfcefcEMidn loohs^foGiant-J*C'? 
Let him go, GertrmU; dl» not ftrf our Perfort': 
There's lucb fiUviffity tteth hcd^e-a Hing 
That TrciJbofian but peepro-whaCie wduldi 
Ads little of his WiX Tailftfc', LMttet, 
Why are you thus i'ncenft ? Lett Hi* goi <Siff*iH&, 
Speak Man. 

Laer. Where's tHy^Patber'?= 

KiHg. Dead. 

Qtuen. But net by him. 

King, LerhiiD deiAffid hrrfilf: 

Liter. How came he dkidT Firnot'birjuegl'a VftH- 
To Hell Allegiance: Vows'tdtHe Wktleft'J^ft 
Confcience and Grace, to the proftrandsffPiT; 
i dire Damnation ; to this point I ftand* 



244° Hamlet, Prince of Deamurk* 

That both the Worlds I give to negligence, 

I^ come what coqcj; only ['II be revmg'd . 

Mod throughly for my Father. 

JCing. Who {hill ftay you? 

i^aer. My Will, not all the World. . ' 

Apd for tny means, I'll husband them fo well, . 
Tbey Ihall go far with little. 

Jti«g. Good Laertet .■ 
If you defire to know the cettainty 
. Of your dear Father's death, il'cis notw^itinyour Revenge, 
That Soop-llake you will draw both Fiiend and Foe, 
VTinoer and Lofer. 

Laor. None but bW Enemies. 

JS»^. Will you know them then? 

Laer, Tohisgocd Friendsthus wide I'll ope my AriDf* 
And like the kind life-rendring Pelicio, 
R.epaft them with my Blood. 

JSag. Why now you fpeak 
Like a good Child, and a true Gentleman. 
That I am guiltlefs of your Father's death* 
And am moft fenflble in G^ief for it. 
It (hall as level to your Jtidgment pierce, 
As I>ay does to your Eye. 

[j4 Noifs within. Ltt htr c«me /». 

Enter Opheht fantafiical/j 4refi with Strxwt *nd Tiffumu 

Jjtttr. How now? what noile is that? 
O heat dry up my Brai"^, tears feven times fall. 
Burn out the fenfe and virtue of mine Eye. I 

By Heav'n rhy madnifs {hall be paid by weight. 
Till our Scale turns the Bfam. O Rofe of M^^jX 
Dear Maid, kind Siller, hittKOfheUnX 
O Heav'ns, is*! polTible, a young Maid's wits. 
Should be as mortal as an old Man's Life? 
Nature is fire in love, and where 'tis 6ne, 
It fends fome precious inftmce of it fclf 
After the thing it loves. ' 

Oph. Thty hre him bdrt-fdc'd an tht Bter. 

Hej non nanty, nomy^ hey nonej : 

And en his Grave rains many a TedTt 

Fare yen weU, my Devi, 



Hamlctj Prmct •/Denmark. 2441 

L*er, Hidft tlv>u thy wits, and didA perfwade lUvenget'' 
it could not move thus; 

Oj>h. You mud fing down a-down, and you call him a 
down-]. O how tbe Wheels become it / It is the fiUe 

Steward that ftole his Mafter's Daughter. 
Laer. This nothing's more, than matter. 
(^h^ There's Hofemary, that's for remembrance } 
Pray Love remember*, and there's Pancies, that's for 
Thoughts. 

Laer. A document in madnefsj thoughts and remembraaca 
fitted. 

iJfh. "there's Fennel fpr you, and Columbines ; there's 
Rue for you,. and here's fome for me. We may all it 
Herb-Grace a SuuiAjs : O you mufl weir your Kucwitha 
difference. There's a Dafie, I Would give you fome Vio- 
lets, but they withered all wheii my Father dy*d :' They. 
iay, he mads a good end ^ 

For bonnjfwtet Robin it ail mj joy. 
Laer. Thought, and Affliaion, Paffion^ Hell it fetfj ; 
She turns to favour, and to prettiueH. 
Oph. jind wilt he not cotve again \ 
^d will he not come again ? 
Ntf HO, he is dead, go to thj Dtatbbed% 
He never will come again. 
His Beard as white as Snow, 
j4ll flaxen was his Pelt i 
He is gone, he is gone, and VH cafi awaj none, 
Gramercy on his SohL 
And of all Chriftian Soul5, I pray God. 
God b'w'ye. [Exit Ophelia. 

Laer, Do you fee this, you Gods i 
King. L.t!rtes, I muft commune with your Grief, 
Or ytvi deny me right .* Go but a-part. 
Make choice of whom your wifeft Friends you will, ' 
And they Ihall hear and judge 'twixc you and de ; 
if (by direa or by Collateral Hind 
They find us touch'd, we will our Kingdom givcj 
Our Crown, our Life, and all that we call ours. 
To yoa in faiiFfiaiati. But if nor. 
Be you content to lend your Patience to lis, 

Voi,, V. B b Szfi 



144^ Hamiu, Prince of Denmark. 

And wt (h*l) jointly Ub6ar ^ith yobr SmA 
To give it due content. 

Lmt. Lit this be fo : 
Hii nitan* of Death, his obfcare Soriot; 
No Trophy, Sword, nw Hatchment o'er hij Boret, • 
No noble Rite, not forittjl OftenWiOfli 
Cry to b: lieird, k 'twere frotti Heav*n to Bttth> 
That I (Buft all in quelHon, 

JOn£. So you fliiU: 
Aftd where th' offence i*. let the greit Ax fill. 
I pray you go with me. [^EjetMutt 

Bnttr Horatio, with m AtitudMi. 

Mr. What ate thty that would i>eik *iih me i 

Ser. Siilots, Sir, they fay they have Ltttert for you. . 

tiar. Let thim come in, > 

1 do hot know from what part of the World 
I fliould be greeted, if not from Lord HMftUi. 
£httr SnAor. 

S4il. God Hefi ytju, Sn-. 

ffor. Let him blefs thee too. 

SaiL He fliali, Sif, an't plcafehlm.' There's a Lrtttr for 
you, Sir : It comes from th'AmbaffadOr Hrtt W« l»mi4 
for &f£Uttd, if your Nartrc bt ntrMie ; M £ « J« to 
know it is. 

Reads the Letter. 

HOratio, ivhtH thou Jhalt have everlao^d th'u, fivt thtft 
FtUnviJme mem to tht King : Thtj kwf Abetters fvr 
•htJH. ^trvK were two Dap old at Sea, a- Pirate of WtfJ 
War Hie apfoitttrntnt gave m Osace. Finding emr felvet ttt 
fint> af Sail, we put on a campeUed Faloar. In the Graf* 
//e, / hoarded thtm j 0» the infiant they get clear of *«r 
Shij>, fa I alone became their frifonar. Thvf have Jedit wUh 
-me, like Thieves of Mercjy but thej knew what they did. 
I am to do a good turn for them. Let the King have the IM^ 
ten 1 have font, and repair lho» to me with a^ much h^ 
at thou wottldfi fiy Death* I have Ivords tojpeak. »» y«* 
Mar, will makf thee dumb, yet are they much too light fir 
the lore of the Matter. Thefe good Feilaws will bring thee 
■where I am, Rofcnenus *W Guildcnftsro kold their 



Hamle^ Pma «f Denmark. ^44; 

amrfifor Engltnd. Of them I hdvt at wmek ft titl tket, 

Fartwtl. 

Ht thM thou kntW^ thlHtt Htnltt 

Coinf, I will give you way for thefe your Letters^ 
And do'c the Ipeedier, that you may dice^ me 
To hiin> from ^hom you brought: ihem. ' [Bxutnt, 

Enter IGng dud Laertes. 
Xii^. Now mufk your Con£cicnce my Acquittince &aU 
And you muft put me in your Heart, for Friend^ 
Sith you have heard, and witli t knowing Bar, 
That he which hath your ooUe Father flain, 
j^iirlued my Ltfe. 

Laer. It well appears. But tell me. 
Why you procwdsd not ogainft thefe feati, 
S9 criiSeful aad i? capital in Nature, 
As by your Scfety, Wiftjoo), aU things riiV, 
You BUtnly were Hiit'd up f , 

King. O for two fpccial ReaEoni} 
W'hicli may to you, ptrhtps, fetm aiada anCoew'd, 
A::d yet to me they are ftrong. The Qiieen. bis Mother, 
Lives ahnoft by his Looks i and for my Telft 
My Virtue or my Migue, be it either which, 
She's lb coojuoAive to my Life and Soul } 
That as the Star moves lot but in hit Sphere, 
I could not but b^ her. Tbc oth« IVlotive, 
Why to a'pubUck count I might not go, 
JU cbe^4tt Love the general Geader bear him. 
Who dipping aU bts Faultf in their Affedioa, 
AVouId Uk« cbe Sprisg that [urneth Wood to St«ne, 
Ccnverthis Gyves to @racw. So thit my Arrows 
T'oofligbtly Ttmbred for to loud a Wind, 
WoiHd have reverted lo my Bow again, 
And not where I hid ainfd them. 

Laer. And-ib htra i a noble Father loft, 
A'Sin^dtivoR into defperate Terms, 
'^Vhofe worth, if prjiret ragy ffo bade again^ 
Scood Challenger on mount of all the. Age 
For her Perfediona. But my nven^e. will come> 

Kifig. Break not your ileept for that, you tnuft not think 
I'liat we arc made of ftuff fu ^t and dul^ 



t444 Hamlcr, Princt if Dciimaifc. 

Tlut we can lee our Beard be ihoolc wich danger^ 
And thinft it paftime. Yoirfhortly (hall bear more, 
I lov'd your Father, and we love your felf. 
And that I hope will ttach you to imagine. 

Emer Mt^tnger, 
How now f Whit News ? 

Mef, Letters my F.ord, from Hamlet. This to your 
Majefty : This to the Qu??n. 

King. From BamUti Who brought themt 

Mef. Sailors, my Lord, they fay, I faw them not! 
They were given me by CUinin, he receiv'd thtim. 

JCf«£. Lairtes, you fliatl hear them : 
Leave us. {_Mxit Mfffengm. 

High and Mighh^ jm pall k^ow /" am- fit nakfd mjtmr 
Kimidem. 7* Msrrew (hall I heg Uaive to fit Jtmr KiMg- 
hf Eyes. When I /ball, firfi atktng jou Pardan thereimn, 
rectimt th'Occa^oni cf toj fadden, 'jtnd mere firamge ft- 
turn. ■ Himlet. 

What thould this mean \ Are all the reft come bicki 
Or is it fpme abufe ? Or no tach thing I 

Laer. Know you the Hsnd ? 

King. 'Tis ffamUt'i CiiiTiAer, naked, and in aPoftfcripi 
here he fays alone : Can you advife me f 

L»er. I'm loft in it, my Lord, but let him come, 
tt warms the very ficknefs in my Heart, 
That I fhall live and tell him to his Teeth j 
Thus didded thou. 

King. M it be fo, Laerttt, as bow thould it be fo{ 

How otherwife? will you be nil'd bymej 

Latr, If fo, you'tt not o'ep>ruIe me to a peace. 

King. To thi^e own Peace :lf he be now rctiim'd. 
As checking at his Voyage, and that he means 
No more to undfrtake it ; I will work him 
To an exploit now ripe in my Device, 
Under the which he fhall not chufe but fall ; 
And for his death no wind of blame (hall breathe. 
But eecn his Mother (hall uncharge the pra6ticc, 
And call it accident. 

Latr. My Lord, I will be rul'd. 
The rather if you could devife it fo^ 
That I might be the Inftrument* * 

' \, , ..X.OiWW King' 



Hamlet, Prince of Denmark. 4445 

ICing. It falls right : 
You have been talkt of (ince your travel much, • 
And that in Hamltt's hearings for a qtiility 
Wherein they fiy you (hine; your fum of parts 
DiH not together pluck foch envy from hinij 
Aj did that one, and that in my regard ■ 
Of the unworrhieft, Siege. 

Laer. What part is thar, my Lord ? 

King, A very Feather in the Cap of Youth, 
Yet Bcidful teo, for Youth no !efs becomes 
The light and carelcis Lifcpy that it weaif, 
Than fciled Agi; his SMes, and his Weeds 
Importing Health and Gravcnefs .• Twe Months fince 
Here was a Gertleman of Nartnandj ; ■ 
I've feep my felf and ferv'd againft the French 
And they ran well on Horfe^back; but this Gallant 
Had witchcraft. in't* he grew into his Seat; 
And to fuch wondrous doing brought his Horft, 
As he had been encorps'd and deiny-natur'd \ 

With the brave Bejftj fo far he part my Thought, 
That I ia forgery of Shapes and Tricky 
Come fiiort of wliat he did. 

Lxer. A Norman was*!/ 

King, A Nermaa. 

Laer. Upon my Liffr Lamcitnd, 

King. The »ery Came. 

Laer. I know him well, he is the brooch indeed. 
And Gem of all the Nation. 

King, He made corifcflinn ofyoij, 
And giVe you fuch a piafterly report. 
For art and txarcife in your defence; ■ 
And for your Rapier moil efpeciaJIy, - 
That he cry'd out, 'twould be a fight indeed. 
If one could mndi you. Sir. This Report of his 
Did Hamlet lb eriveoom with his Envy, 
Xhat he could nothing do but wifli and beg. 
Your fudden coming over to play with bimj » 

Now out of this— — — 

Laer. Why out of this, my Lf>rd i 

King. Laentet, was your Father dear to you ! 
Ob 'are you like the painting of a Sorrow, Coo^^lc 

A Face without 1 Heart f B b 3 t»er. 



%4i^ BmtUt, frivc€ of Dcnnurlu 

Lder* Why ask you this J 

XiMg. Not (bit I think jpov did »ot love yoin FAker, 

But that I knDw Love is bt^iin b^ Timet i 

And that I fee in Ptffago of proof. 
Time qualiBes the fpsTk aadnreof itt . * 
There liveswithin the vexy flame of Love 
A kind •( wiek or fnufF that will abate it^ 

' And nothing is at a like (Soodneft ftillt 
For Goodnefi glowing to a PleuriHic, 
Dies in his owh too much, that we would do. 
We ftiould-do when we would; for this uwM^i changer. 
And hath abatements and detayi as many 
As then are TongUH> arc Hands, are .Accidents, 
And then this ShaiiU it like a Speod-thrift-Ggh, 
iThat hurts by e)6ng; but to the quick of th' Ulcer, 1 

Hamlet cotpct ^(k, what would you undertake. | 

To fhew your felf your Fariier'i Son in deed. 
More than in wwdsf j 

Ldtr, To cut Ivs Throat i'th' Church. 
King. Ko [4K.e indeed (hould murthCr fanAuaiife ; 
Revenge fhould hive no bounds j Imk, good luierteh . 
Will you do this, keep clofe within your Chamberi 
Hamlet return'd, fhill know you ire fonM faoto'e: 
We'll put on thofe (hall praife your Excollence, 
And fet a double Varjiilh oo the fitne 
The Frenchman gave you, bring yaa in fine t(^eAer>' 
And wager oo your He^ds. He being rentifi, j 

Mod generous, and free from all contriving, I 

Will not perufc the Foils; fo that with eafe. 
Or with a little fhi;ffling, you miychufe ' 
A Sword unbajted, and in a pab of Pra^ice, 
Requite him for your Father. 

Lacr. X will do't; 
Andibr that purpoft III anoint my Sword : 
I bought an Ondion'ttf a Mountebaak, 
So mortal, thqt but dip a Knife in it, , ^ 

• Where it draws Blood, no Caiiplalffl fo mt, ' ; 

Colleded from alt Simples that have Virtue 
Under the Moon, can fave the thing f^ora death, " 
That is but fmfcb'd withal; I'll touch ny poin^ i 



With tUB spau^oo, tb« if I giiU him flifibtlx* 
It may be dtacb. 

Kii>i. Let's fuithtr thiok of this, , 
Weigh wM convefiieoM both of ime tad means 
May fit us to qur 0iapc. If tbis diould fail* . 
And that our drift |ool[*d thrODgb 9ur twd performance, 
Twcre better not affay'dj th?rtfore ihisProjeft 
Should have a Back, or fecoQd* tb^t might hpld> 
If this ftiould bisft in proof. Soft-"* — ^Ut roe fee- > 
We'll malce a (olemo Wtgei en your CgnningSi 
Tiiftr-.— when in your Motion you are hot ud dry^ 
As make your bouts more violent to the end. 
And that he calls for drink ; I'll have prcpar'd him 
A Cbalicc for the ooocci whereon but Tipping, 
If he by cbance efcape your venom'd Tuckf 
Our purpoTe raty hold tkttcj how nov, fwtet Quceo/ 
Emtir Qmttn* 
Qtuen* One Woe doih tread upon another's Heel. 
So fall they'll follow; Your Siflei's drown'd, L4*rtej. 
LdiT, Dfowo'di O where! 
Quee». There is a Willow grows afl^nt a Btook, 
That Oiews his hoar leaves in mi glaflie Scream: 
There with fantaflick Garlands dia fhe come. 
Of Crow-flowen, Nettles, Dailies, and long Pqrple^ 
That liberal Shepherds give a grofler name to. 
But om; cold Maids do dead Mens Fingers call tfaemt 
There on the pendant bnugh), her Coronet Weeds 
Clambring to hang, an envious flivei brqke? 
When down the weedy Trophies, and her fcif. 
Fell in the weeping Brook, her Ctoaths fpread wide. 
And MeTeroiid-liVe* a while tbey bear her up. 
Which time jlje chaupted-fnatches of old Tunes, 
As on* incapable of her own diflrefs. 
Or like a Creature Native, and deduced 
Unto rhat Element: But Icng it could not be. 
'Till that her Garments heavy with their drink, 
Pull'd-the poor Wretch from her melodious hy. 
To muddy d.eath. 

Latr. Alas then, is flje drown'di 
Qiuin, Drowji^d« drown'd. 

Bb 4 ,- Z«r. 



i448 Hamlec, Prince <f Denmark. 

Lotr. Too much of Water hid thou, poor Opbtli*, 
And therefore I forbid my Tears: Bui yet 
It is our trick. Nature her cuftom bolth. 
Let ftiitnsfay whit it will; when thefcare gone, ' 
TheWoinan willbeout; 'Adieu, my L-^rd, 
I hive aJpeech of fire thatfiiin would bhre, 
But th*t this folly drownf it. ' C^*'/' 

Kit>£. Let's follow, Gertrude: ■ 
How much I had to do to calm his Rige ? 
Now fear I th's will give it ft»rt again, 
fTherefore let's follow. lExeitnt. 



ACT V. SCE N E I. 
SCENE AChurch. 

' 'Enter two Qowni, vtith Sf»itt tuU M»ttwkf. 

I Citfif^TS ihe to be burled in Chriflia:i Butia^ that wt^ 
A fully feels Iier own Salvation J 

£ Clnvn, I tell thee, fhe is, and therefore make her Grave 
flraightt the Ciowner bith f^ite on her, and Ands it ChiiAi* 
tn Burial. 

I Cew»' How can that be, unlefs (he frowned he; felf 
in her own defence \ 

X Clnvn. Why 'tis found f •. 

z Cnim. It mud be Se tffindenie, it cannot be elfe. For 
here lyes the point", if I dtown my felf wittingly, it argues 
in Ad; and an A£t hsth three Branches. It is an Ad to 
do, and Co pfrform; argal the d^own'd her felf wittingly. 

z CUwn, Nay, but hear you Goodman Delvir. 

I ClowH. Give me leave; here lyes the Water, eood : 
here ftands the Map, good: if the Man go to this Water, 
and drown himfelf; it is ' will he, niil he, he goes -y muk 
you that': But if the Water come to hlm^ and atowo him ; 
he drowns not himself. Argal, he that is not gujliy of lus 
own Death, ftiortens not his own Life. 

1 Chw». But is this L^wj 

1 ' . am 



I Qov/M. Ay marry is*t, Crdwntr's Queft X-iw. 

1 Clowtt. Will y(ju ha' the trutli on't : if this had not 
been t Gentlewomin, (he (hould hsvc bpcn buried out of 
Chiiftian burnt. " ~ 

I Chw». Why there thou Ta/ft. And themofe pity that ■ 
»rc«Folk (hfiuli hive Countenance in riiii World todrown 
or hang therofelves, more than other Chiiftians; Come* 
my Sptde^ theie is no ancient jGent!emen hut Gtrdi- 
neis. Ditchers and Grave-makers; they hold ■ up *f<4»»'$ 
profeflion.- 

z CUwa. Was he a Gemieroan} 

I Clown. He was th: fird that ev#r hoie Arms. 

1 Cl&wn. Wliy, he hidnone, 

iChwn. What, art a Heathen? how doft-thou un*. 
deiftand the Scripture? the Scripture fayi, ..^m digg'd; 
could he dig without Armsf I'll put another Qijeftion to 
theet if [faou anfwereft me not to the purpofe, confeft thy 
lelf«— — 

2 dffufn. Go to. 

I Clown. What ij he that buiWi'ftrorger than cither the 
Maf)n, the Sliip-wrighr, or the Cvpenter? 

1 Qbw», The GillowS'Oiaker, !br thai; Prime out-Iivet a 
tbouland Tenants. 

I Clown. I like thy Wit well in good faith, the Gallowj 
A»e( wall f bur how does it well ^ it docs well to thofc iha 
do ill : now thou doft ill to fiy the Gallows is built ftronger 
than tht Church ; Argalj, the Gallows may. do *ell to (hec. 
Tb't as'i". Come. . 

iQewn. Who buildsftronger thanaMafqn.aShip'wright, 
or a Carpenter?——— 

1 CUtvn: Ay, tell me thir, and unyoke. ' 

2 Qown. Marry, how I can tcl). 
1 ClowH. To't. 

z davn. Map,. I cannot Ceil. 

Enttr Kamlet 4vA Horatio •« 4 difiantt, 
I Clown, Cudgel thy. Brain; no more about it j fur your 
dull Afs will not mend hi« pace with beatinfif; andwhen you 
ji!-e,jsk!d this queftion next, fiy a Grave-maker: theHoufcs 
that he makes,hft'rill D«6m's-3ay! go, get thee xaTrngha^ 
fetch me a ftoup of Liquor. \Exh i Qvwn, - 

He 



He digi iM Si»gs. 
: ,y« Trwjt viUm I Md Uve, did ttw^ 
MfthfMbt it VHU vtryfivm, 
* 2» ccMtraa O the timt far * my Mtvt^ 
mttbfi^Jit thtrt w*t »ttbi% mut. 

Bfm* H>f thb Fellow no feeling of bis bufiitefs* thjt k 
fingstt Grave-inaklngf 

Hvr. Cuftom hath made it in-hicn a propenj of ti^ati%. 

Ham. TH e'en fc>\ the hand of tittle imptoyraeni faith 
the daintier fenfe. 

Clown Gngs. 
Bh* Jigt with hit fie alin^ fief S. 

Hath eaittht mt in his cirnch : 

And hath fiifptd me imill the La»d, 

At if I never had betafuch. 

^tfw. That Scull bad a tongue to it^ and could (tag owe; 
bow the Koave jowtes it to ih* ground, as if it kck Cm'i 
Jaw-bone, that did thefirfl: murtber : it might 1m thi pite 
of a Politician which this Afs o'lr-officcsj one thx «pt>U 
circumvent God, might it not { 

Hrr. It might, my Lord. 

Ham. Or of a Courtier, which could fajr, Gopd MorfQV 
fweet Lord ; bow doft thou, good jLord / this might b« my 
Lord Tuch a one, tb«t prais'd my Laid fuch a ones Horic, 
vben tw meant to beg it ; migbt it not % 

Her, Ay, my Lord. 

Ham, Why e'en fo : and now 'tis my I^i4y Wn»'«, Chip 
left, and Icnoue about the Muzard with i Scztoo'f Sptde, 
here's tine Revolution, if we had the trick to fee'b Did 
thefe bones coft no mote the breeding, but to pUy a(.Log- 
gers with 'em i mine ake to think on't. 

Clown fingi. 
A Piek^axe and * ^adt, a Sfaie^ 
Ar and • firrviifdmg fhttt I 
: , O tt Pit ef CUj fir t9 h made ; 
■ . ., ■ ■ iV fach a Gmfi is meet. 

Ham; There's another : why ^ight not thit be tht S^l 
vf i Lawyer { where be his Quiddits nowi his Quilkit i 
• ■ . ■ ■ hii 



Hamlet; J^ince of THmoAtk. va4;i 

hiiCtAfi bitTeosresi udhiiTncb/ why does be Tuffer 
this mde Knave qqw to knock kirn tbo^r tfat Sconce 
vith a dirty Shove), and will not ttU ttim-^f his Adion of 
B^ttfryf hum, ThisFrilowmight bcin's time « grett buyer 
ofttw* with iii> Statutes* his Rect^izan^eF, his Finn, 
his doul>le Vo-jchers, his Kecoverifis: Irthis the GoeoF his 
Fines, and tlu recovery of bis Kecaveriei, to have hii fine' 
^e (ail pf f]Q£ Dif 1 1 will bit Voudun vouch hianomore 
of bis ^urahftivRt and dout^le one; too* than the leogth and 
breadth of t pair of Indentures f the very cnnveyitices of .his 
Land* will hafdlf lye in this BoxraM muftthe inheritor 
hinifelf have no mare? hai 

Her. Not a jot more, my Lord. 

Ham. Is not Parclinient made ofSheip-skins'/ 

ffar. Ay my Lord, and of Calva-jtkini too, 

ff4m. They are Shetp and Calrei that fedtaat tlTurince ' 
in thtc. I will fpeak to this Fellow : vhofe Gravp'i thi5> 
Sir? 

CfwM. Mine, Sir . ' 

Q4pit »f CUj'fhr f ha madt, 

Ftrjkch a Ghofi is mat. 

Ham. I think it be thine itideed: for thou lieft in'r, 

CUyftt. You lie out on'c. Sir, and therefore it isaotyouK; 
for my part I do not lie tn'r, and yet it is mihe. ' 

Ham. Thou, doft lie in't, to be in't, ai d fa* 'tis thine, 
'tis for tb« de»d, and not for the quitk, therefore thou ly'O^ 

Cintm, 'Tis a quick lie. Sir, 'twill away again from hie 
to you. ■■ ■ 

Ham. Whit Klin doft chou dig it for? 

Clmnh For no Man, Sir. 

Ham. What Woman then? 

ClowH. For none neither. 

Ham, Who is to be buried -Jnft? 

Oman, One that wasa Woman; > Sir vbiit i«ft b«r Soul,' 
flue's dfad. 

l^m HowabfolatotheKra<i>etsf we muft ipnk by tfic 
Card, or equivocation wW foHovuf; by the Lord, ffordth, 
thefe.three years I hive taken noie of it, the Ageis^wo- 
fo picked, and the toe of the Peafant contes fo near ^e heel 
of our. Courtief. b« g4I> Vi Kibe. How lone hift thou 
b«p8€rtve-*nkcrt ■ ^n.n->o'\c 



a4^5 ^ Hamlet, Prince 0/ £>cnmark:. 

Q*w». Of iRtliedifsi'th'Year, Icameco'tthatdi^tbar 
our laid King H*mltt o'crcame Fortixbrat. 

Bdm, How long iiithAtfincet ' '' 

GCruM. Cannot you tell that / every Fool can tell tbat': Ic 
WAS the very fliy that youfig HtmUt wai boin, he that wis* 
mad am] lent into E^Und, 

\ffiW. Ay marry, why was he fenc into £i^/«t)</i 

C^naw. ^Vby, becaufe he was mad ~^ be Atul r<ecover Iris 
Wit* there \ or if he do not, it'i no great matter there. 

Httm. Why/ 

Qni'«. 'Twill not be Teen in him, there the Men arre 
as mad as he. 

Ham, How came he mad \ 

CUwn. Very firangely, they fay. 

Ham, Howftrangelyf 

Oav/». Faith e'en with loling his Wits. 

Jffarif. ppon what (Sround f 

C.0wn. Why, here in Denmark- I have been Sexton herff, 
Mas and Boy, thirty Years 

Sam. How long wilt a Mtn lie i'th* Earth e*er he rot { 

Geivn. rfaitb, if he- be not rotten before he dye, ^as 
vel^avt; iBafiypockyCoarresnow adayt, that vUllcarce hold 
ti(e layii^ in) he wilt Ufl: yoa fome eight year, or nine year, 
A Tanner will lafl you nine years. 
- Aim.' Why he, more than another! 

Clgwui Why Sir. his Hide is tann'd with his Trade^ 
l^t he will keep out water a great while. . And your water 
is a fore Decayer of your whorefon dead body. Here's a 
Seal} now : this Scull has lain in the Earth three and twenty 
Years. 

H4m. Whofc was it ? 

Cinvn. A whorefon mad Fellow's it was; ^ 

Whole do you.think it "wnf 
.. fiatif; ^ay, I kiy>v opt. 

cUuin, A peftilence on bim for a mid Rogue, a pour*d 
a FJieon of R.enidi oa my Head once. This fame SeuU, 
Sir,^is &(B8 Scullj Sir, vxiTarickH Scull, the King's Jefter. 
. ,, .JKttf. This* 

Citmm, E'^n that.. ' 

Ham- L.(4(nefett AlaspCKN'^Vj;,/ I knew bim, HvrMi^ 
a FeUow of infinite Jeltj of moft excellent ^cy,,,^ hach 

' bom 



born me on his ba^ a thoufand times: ' And how abfaorrtd 
my imigination it now, ffiy goi^erifcsst it. Here huag 
thofe Lips thit I have \^'d l know not how oft. Where 
be your Sibesnow?. Ydur^Giinbslt! Your Soags/ Your 
flifties 'of Merriment .thftt were wont to fee thcTable on « 
Knari No one ^99- to mock your own Jeeringi, Quite 
chopfall'n? Now get you fo my Lady's Chamber, and teH 
her, let h^pikit an inch thick, to this favour fhe mufi 
come; Make her laugh at that. Prithee, HerMi; leJI tatt 
one tfaii-g. 

Hot. What's that, my Lord/ 

Ham. Ooft th<^ think jtlexandir loo't'd o* this hOum 
i' lb' Earthi 

Her. E'CD (o. 

Ham. And fmelt Co, Pub? , [Smeilii^ t9 the StmO, 

Her. E'en fo, roy Xord. 
. HMm, To what htk pfcs we ma; return, Hwr*ti». Wl^ 
may not imagination, trace the noble Dull ai jHexMHUr^^mi 
he find it flopping a bung-hole i 

H»r. 'Twere to confid^r too curioufly, toconfider fe. 

Ham. No fiitk r^ot a )«t. But to follow him thirfttr 
with modefty eriough, and likelihood to bad it i n dnn 
^iiXMitr died> Altx»uUr was buried^. ^fiXMniert^Mtwik 
into duft; the duft is earthy of earth we make Lonif, mhI 
why of that Lome whereto he was converted, might they 
ant flop a Bear-baitel? 
Imperial C^far, dead and turn'd to clay. 
Might flop a hole to keep the widd awiy. 
Oh, that that Earth, u/hich kept the World in awe, 
Should parch a Wall, t' expel the Winter's flaw. 

But foftl but folt/ afidc here comes the King. 

Enttr King^ QHteit^ Laeites and a Ctptit with Ltrth mi 

Pritfit j4ttindant. 
The Queen, the Courtiers. What is't that they fbllov. 
And with fuch maimed R.t^htsi This doth betokent - 
. The Coarfe they follow, did with defperatc hand 
Fore-do it's own Lift; 'twis Come Eftatc ' . ^ 

Couch me a while; and mark. ~ ' . 

-iwr. What Ceremony elf#? 

Ham. That is Laertet, a very noble Youth: Mark— ^-r 

Z«*«r, What Ceremony etfc i ' ■ 



14 J 4 Uumktyf^^iiice tffUenHtark. 

Priefi. HerOfrfe4(iie&IiivebfBtv*ftr«MMg*d. 
As we have vt»mmy ; hit <I«A wtfw dmibtfttl, 
And but tktt greii comnund o'wwfirays tb« oftler, 
Sheihould in ground unfinSificd lUve H>dg'd> 
'Till (he hft TrUtapet. For ch«iuWs Prayer* 
Shifds, Flints, andPebblBs(houIdh«tllr£>*lionherj 
Yet htre ftie is allowed hitr Virgin Ritts, ■ 
ftcf Miidcn ftrewmenr*, and the bringing liotoe 
OfBdlfiKfBuriil. 

Laer. Muft there no more be donej 

Priefi. No more be dons : 
We ftiould prophiW tl»e fcfVice of the (kai, 
,To fing fage Seqfiiem, and fuch reft to her 
As to peace-pined Souls. 

L*er^ Lay her (' th* earth. 
And from her fair and unpolluted IfleWij 
Miy Violets fpring. I tClI thee, charlilhPriett* 
A Qiiniftring Aflgel flliH my Sifter bt. 
When thou Ueft howling. 

ffam. What, the fair OpMwf 

QuccM. Sweets, to thee Iweet, fareweJ, 
i hop*d thou would'ft btve been my tiMiilti's Vifo j 
I thought thy Bridobed to have dedi'd. fweetMatd* •--- - 
And not f hive ftrew'd thy Gr*ve. 

Ldt)'. O terrible wooer I 
Fall lentimes treble woes on that cur^d hoada 
Whofe wicked deed, thy moft ingenious ftnft 
Depriv'd thee of. HoM off the Earth, a while, 
•nil I Have caught het once mor< in my timsj 

[Lacrtrt k*fiiM»thtGr0ve, 
Kow pile your duftupon the quick «hd dtU, 
'Till of this flu a muuntain you ha« mide«^ 
To o'cr-top old Ptlim. of the skyWh Jiead 
OttiluQ Oljmpux. 

ffaa. What is he* whofe griefi _ > 

Bear fuch an Eraphafis J whofe phr*fc of TorMW ^ 

Conjures the wandriog Stars, wm irtkes theffl tt»B« 
Like wonder-wounded hearers! This is I, * . 

[Hamitt Utfiim* the Qr^we. 
BMtlhet the Dune. 

Utr. The Devil take thy Sod. iGr^Ung vm bim, 
■ "" ,, , . . i..oo> H*m* 



Hamkc> Prhct i|f Denmark. 1455 

Ham. Thou pEajr'A mat vtlJf 
I prithee tike thy fingers Unanay tbcoM-*^ 
Sir^ ttraugh I am not fplaeit«iv« «t)d rs^> 
Yet have I fomEthing in me dingerouf, 
Whicli let thy wifenefs fear. Awiiy cby hand. 

JEiifg. Pluck theiB afundcr ^ 

Qttetn. Hamlet, tiarnUt — r— 

Gen. Good myLot-dJiequiat. \71u ^tttudantt part tbtm. 

Ham. Why, I will Bghr with him upon his Thene» - 
Until my Eye-lids will no loqger vag. 

QHeett. Oh my Son I whiirhetne/ 

Ham. I Wy'dOpk^a; forty thoufatid Brothers 
Could not} with all their quantity oflov^ 
Makeup my Sum. What wilt thou do for htt\ 

KiHg. Oh he ii mad, Laertes, 

QfUiH. For love of iSod forbear htin. 

Ham. Come (hew me what thou'lt do. . 
Woot wcepi woo't Gght? woo'c tear rhyTeJf I 
Woo't drink up Efilt, tat a Crocodile? 
I'll do't. Do'lt thou come hither to whiiie; 
To out-face me with leaping irto her Grave} 
Be buried quick with her \ and fb wiH t ; 
And if rhou prite of Mountains; let them throv 
Millionsof Acres on us, 'till cur ground 
Sindgins his pate againft the burning Zone^ 
Make Offa like a Watt. Nay, aiid thoult tfidutb, 
I'Jt rant as well « thou. ; 

King, I'his is mere midnefs j 
And thus a while the fit will work oii hliA: ' 

Anon t', patient as the female Dove, 
When that her fjolden Ci^Iets are'difcbj'd, 
His lilence will (it drooping. 

Ham. Hear you "Sir ■ ■ — 
What is the rcafon that yoa ufi lae thus? 
I iov*d you ever ; but it is no matter- 



Let HirtuUs himfelf do what he may. 

The Cat will mewj and Dog will have his day. {Ejtitl 

. Ki«^. I pray you good Hbratif, wait upon hjfll. 
Strengthen your patience in our laft Night's Speech. 

£7> LiMe»; 
We'll put the Witter to the prefentpulh. .. - . 

Good Gtrtrmde fet ibme watch over your Son* ThH 



14:5 « Hamkt, PrABi« flf Denmark. ^^ 

This Grave (hall hive a living Momini(u«i 

Ad Hour of qoret Ihortly (hall we fee i 

;rill then inf itience our proceeding be. fExcmnt. 

S C E N.E n. AHalL 

■EHUr Hamlet 4nd Hontid* 

Ukm. So miicli for tlitt. Sir; nov let Die lee the other* 
You do remember all the circumflance, 

Hn: Remember it/ rhy Lordt 

Httm. Sir, in my Heart there was a kind of fighting. 
That would not let me deep ; methoaght I lay 
Worfe than the mutineers in the Bilboe^j ra(hly, 
(And prais'd be ralhnefs for it) ler Us l^now 
Out Indifcretion fometimes ferves us well. 
When our dear Plots do pall ; and that (hould teach tit. 
There's a Divinity that Ihapes our ends, 
R.ou^h-hew them how we will. , 

Hor. That is moft certain. 

Ham. Up from my Cabin, 
My Sea-Cown (carft about me, in the dark, ' 
Cirop'd I to find out them j had my defire, " 
Finger'd their Packet, and in Gne withdrew 
To mine own Room again, making fo bold, 
'My Fears forgetting Manners, to unfcal 
Their grand CommilSon, where I found, HtTatit, 
Oh Royal knavery/ an exa^ command. 
Larded with many feveral foris of reafon, 
Importing Deumdrf^i Health, and EngUnd'% too. 
With hoc, fuch Buggs and Goblins in my life* 
That on the fupervire, no leifure bated, 
Ko not to (lay the grinding of the Axe, 
My Head Ihould be ftruck off. 

Her. Is'tpoffible? 

H»r». Here's the Commilfion. read it at moreletfure; 
But wilt thou hear how I did proceed? 

Hmr, I befeech you. 

. Obtm^ Being thus benetted round with Villain;. 
E'er I could make a Prologue to my Brains, 

..,..oog,c Th'T 



Hamlet, "Prhtce e/ Denmark. 2457 

They had begun the Play, I fate me down, 
Oevh*d a new Commiffion, wrote it fair: ' 
I once did hold it as otir Statifls do, 
A bafenefi to write "fair; and labout'd muchj 
How to forget that learning ; But, Sir, now 
It did me Yeoman's lervjce ; wilt thou know 
The effcfts or what I wrote/ 
Hot. Ay, good my Lord. 
Mm. An earncft Conjuration from the King, 
As Eaglaitd was bis faithful Tributary, 
As love between theiD, as the PalOi fliould flounflij 
As Peace Ihonld ftiU her wheaten Garland weari 
And ftand a Comma 'tween their amities 
And nuny fuch lifce ^/j of great chargs, 
' That on the view and know of thcfe contenttj 
Without debatement further, more or lef-;. 
He fhould the bearers put to fudden death. 
No Ihriving tJmeallowedi 
ftar. How was this feji'd ? 
ffkm. Why even in that was Heav*n ordinate i 
\ had my Father's Signet in my Purfe^ 
Which was the Modtl of chat DMtiJb Seal; 
I folded the Writ up in fornl of the ether, 
Subfcrib'd it, gave th* Impreflion, plac'd it fafelyi 
The Changeling cever know : Now, the next day 
Was our Sea-fi^ht, and what to this wasfequent. 
Thou know'ff already. 

Ar. So, GMiUen^ern and RafiittraHs, go lo'r. 
Ham. Why Man. they did make love to this employmenC 
Tliey are not near my Confcienc; ; thtir debate 
Doth by their own infinuitton grotf : 
'Tis dangerous when bafer nature comes 
Between the pafs and fell inceofed paints 
Of mighty oppoHtes. 

Jior. Why, what a King is this I 
Sam. Does it not, think'A thou, ftand me now upant' 
He that hath kill'd my King, and whor'd my Mother} 
Popt in between th'eleftion and my hopes, 
Thrown out his Angle for my proper life, , 

And with fuch cozenage ; is't not perfeft Confcience, 
To quit him with his arm / And is't not to be damn'd* 

.Vol. y. ~ "' cc "'"'■ ■■'^■00^^ 



1458 Hioilctj fnVtf of Denmark* 

To let this Canker of our Nature cwie 
In further evil / 

Htr, It muft be (honly known to him from En^lMd, 
What is the .ifliie of the bulioefs there. 

Hdm. It wilt be Aiort. 
The Jnterim'% mine, and a Min*s Life's no more 
Thin to fay one : but I am very fbiry^ good H»ratMt 
That to Laertes I forgot my felf; 
For by the touge of my eiufe 1 fee 
ThePout-traituie of his; I'll court his favours: 
But liire the bravery of his grief did put me 
Into a towring Paffian. 

Hot. Peace, .who cpmes here ^ 

Erttey Ofrick. 

Orf. Your Lordfiiip is right welccime back to Deamdri. 

Ham, Ihumbly thank you. Sir. Doil know this wattl-fljt 

Htr, No, my good Lord. 
- Hum. Thy ftate is the more gracious; for 'tis a Vice to 
know him : he hath much Ltnd. and fertile ; Ut a Beafl 
be Lord of Beafls, and his Crib fliall fland at the Kill's 
Mtfle; 'lisi Chough ; but as I lay. fpicious in the pofTeu- 
on of dirt. 

Ofr. Sweet Lord, if your friendfliip were at leifiirt, I 
ihould impart a thing to you from his MajeAy. 

Ham, I will receive it with all diligence of Spirit; put 
your Bonnet to his right ufc, 'tis for the Head. 

Ofr. I thank your Lordlhip, 'tis very hot. 

Ham. No, believe mr, 'tis v«y cold, the wind is NtM* 
therly. 

Ofr. It is indifferent cold, my Lord, indeed. 

Ham. Methinksit is yery fultry, and hot for my Cotn- 
plexton. 

Ofr, Exceedingly, my Lord, it is very tiltry, as 'twere, 
I cannot ttll how : but, my Lord, his Maiclty bid me fig- 
niBe to you, that he h^slfjd^ great wager on your heaa: 
Sir, this is the matter— —r- 

Ham, I befeech you rerotmSer. 

Ofr. Nay in good faith, for mine eaie-in good fijth: Sir, 
you are not ignorant of what excellence hAertet is tt bit 
weapon. 
Ham. What's his weipon f 



HamJet, Prwee efDctanaxk. t4|9 

Ofi. R.ipier ind Di^r. 

Bum. That's two of tui Weapons ; but welt. 

OJr, The King, Sir, his wag'd with hin Bx Bar^jf 
Horfes, agiinft the which he intpon'd, as I take it. fix 
FniKb Rapiers and Poniards, with their Affignt, as Gitdlr. 
Haters, or fo : Three of the carri^ei in faith are vcrydctr 
tofucyj very refpoflfivt to the hilts, moft- dellcuc carriages, 
and of very libtral conceit. 

Ham. What call you the carriaga ? 

0/r. The carriages. Sir, are the Haagcrs. 

Ham. The Phrafe would be more germane to the ouiterk 
if we could carry Cannon by oar fidea; I would it might 
be Hangers 'till then ; but on, fix Bsrbnry 'Hoifcs, tg^ft 
iiz Frntb Swords, thtir AffigBS,aad three iibeni coBCcited 
carriages, that's the French ) but agsind the Dm»p>, why it 
this impoD'd> as yoir call it i 

Ofr. The King, Sir^ bath laid that in a dozen ptSes 
between yoa and bin, he ihiU not exceed you three hits ; 
He bach laid on twelve for nine, and that would came (« 
tfamediate trial, if your Loidfliip would vouchfa/e the 
Anfwer* 

Ham* How if I atifwer no ? Cffoi 

■OJr. I mean, my L.-xd, the Oppofition of your P 
in trial. 

Ham, Sir, I will walk here io the Hall ; if it pleaft hil 
Majefty, 'tis the breatbittg time of day with me ; let dut 
Foils be htought. the Genttemin wiUtng, and the King 
hold his purpofe ; I will win for htm if I can ; if cot, VU 
gain noiliing but my ibiine, and the odd hits. 

O/r, Shall I redeliver you e'en fo / 

Mamt TotbiteffcA; Sir, after what flmtifh yournatMre 
wUI. 

OJr. 1 commend my duty to your Lordfhip. [£xj#. 

ffam, YourSf yourt; he does well to^-coinmend it him- 
. ftlf* there are no tongues elfe for's turn. 

ttor. This Lapwine runt av-'ay with the ihelt on his 
He»d. 

Ham. He did fo #ith Kis Dug before he hicV'd it : thus 

hat he and nine more of the lime Beavy that I know th« 

droflie Age dotes On. only got the tune of the time, and 

outward habit of encounter, a kind of ycfty Colledion, 

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14^0 Hamlet, Prina of. Deiimatk. 

which carries them through md through the moft food and 
wioooved Opinioot; and do but blow tbem to their Trials 
the Bubbles are out. 

Eiittr A lara. 
. Lord, My Lord, his Majefty commended him to you by 
young OfrUki who brings back to him that you attend him 
in the HjII. he fends to know if yoRr pleasure hold to play 
with LatrttSt or that you will take l«nger titnej 

Hsmt I amconftanlcomypurpofes, they folIowtbeKing's 
pleafure; if his fitnefs fpeaks, mine is ready, no,w or when- 
ibevery provided I be lo able as now. < 

Lord. The King: and Queen and all are coming down. 

Hmh. Id happy time. 

Lard* The Queen defiresyoutoufefomegenile entertain-' 
meat to Laertes before you go to play. . 

Ham. She well inftruds me.. 

Htr, You will lofe (his Wager, my Lord. . 

Ham. 1 de not think fo^ fince he went into France^ I 
hive been in continual Pradice^ I fhall win at the odds; 
but thou wouldeft not think how all's here about my Heart t 
but it is no matter. 
'■ Har. Nay, good my Lord. 

Ham. It is but Foolery; but it is fucb a kind Of gain- 
giving as would perhaps trouble a Woman. 

H»r. If your miad diflike any thing, obey. I wiilfote- 
fial their repair hither, and fay you are not ht. 

Ham. Mot a whir, we defy Augury; thert's a fpecial 
Providence in the fail of Sparrow'., If it be now, *ris not 
to come: if it be not to come, h will be now: .if it be 
not now, yet ic will come; the readinefs is all: tince oo 
Man has ought of what he leaves, what is't to leave be- 
times! 

Ei$ter King, Queen, Laertes and Lordi. with ather ^len- 
■ dants -with FaiUt and GamletJt a Table and Ft^gaus af 

Wiiu on it. 
. King. Come, Hamlet^ coTie, and take this Hand from me. 

Ham. Give me your pardon, Sir, I've dore you wrong. 
But pardon'r, as you are a Geiitlcmin. 
This Prefence knows, and you muft needs have heard 
How I am punilhed with fore diAra<^ioo, 
What I have done 

.1 .(iciokThat 



Hamlet,' Prince of Denmark. 14^1 
That might your KaCure, Honour, and ExceptiM 
Roughly awike, I here proclaim was madncfs.* 
Was't Hamlet wrong'd Latrtts f Never ffamltt. 
If Hamlet from himfclf be ta'en awayj 
And when he's noi i imfelf, do's wrong Laerits; 
Then Hatf^t do's Jt not, HamUt denies it : . , 

Who does it then J His madncfs. If t be (o, 
Hamhf is of the Fad:ion that is wong'd. 
His mkinefs is poor Hamlet's Enemy. 
Sir* in this ALudience, > 

Let my difclatming from a purpos'd evil. 
Free me To far in your moft generous thoughts, 
Thit [ hive Ihot mine Arrow o'er the Hpufe, 
And hiin my Mother. 

Lmt, 1 am fatisfied in Nature, , 
Whofe Motive, in this cafe, Ihould ftir me moft 
To my Revenge. But in my terms of Honour 
I ftand aloof, and will no reconcilement. . 

'Till by Ibme elder Mafters of known honour, 
1 have I Voice, and prelident of peace 
To keep my Name ungorg'd. But 'till that time. 
I do receive your offcr'd love like love. 
And will not wrong it. 

Ham. I do embrace it freely. 
And will this Brother's Wager frankly play. 
Gives us the Foils : Come on. 
' Laer. Come one for me. 

' ffam, ril be your Foil, Laertes, in mine ignorance. 
Your skill Ihall like a Stan'th'brighteft Night, 
Stick fiery off indeed. 

£,aer. You mock me. Sir. 

H/m* No, by this Hand. 

Kini- Give the Foils, young Ofrick- 
Coulin Hamlet, you know the Wager. 

Ham. Very well, my Lord^ 
Your drace hath laid the odds' o'th' weaker fide. 

^King. I do Bot feir it, I have fcen you bothi 
£ut fince he is better'd, we have therefore odds.- 

Zmt, This is too ^eivy, 
Hiti me fee another. 

Cc J H*m» 



x4^t tjfamlet, Prince efDeamaxk. 

HMm. ThiiVkes me well; 

.Tbefe Foils have all a Itngtht [Prepdres tt fUj, 

Ofi. Ay, tny good Lord. 

King. Sec me the Scopes t)f Wine upon thit Table: 
If Hamlet igive ttrt firft, or fccond hit, 
Or quit in anfwer of a third exchange. 
Let all the Battlements their Ordnance fire. 
The King fliill drink to Hamlet's better breath, 
And in the Cup in Union (hall he throw 
Richer thin ihai, which four fucceffiTe Kings 
«In Dtnmdrk'i Crown have worn. Give me toe Caps 
And let the Kettle to the Tmitipets fpeaV, 
Tl\e Trumpets to the Canoneer without. 
The Cannons to the Heav'ns, the Heav'n to Etrth, 
Now the King drinbs to Hamlet, Come^'b^lifl, 
And you the Judges bear a wary Bye. 

Ham. Come on» Sir. 

Laer. Come on. Sir. [ThejfUj, 

Ham. One. 

Laer. No. 

/Tmi. Judgfcrent. 

Ofr, A hit, I very pripible hrt. 

Laer. Well again^— 

KiMg. Stay, ^iveme drink. Hamlet, this Pearl is thine. 
Here's to thy healrh. €ive him the Cup. 

- {Trumpet fiiufJt Shot ices off. 

Ham. I'll pliy this bout firft, fet it by a white. 
Come another hit what fay you / [7^ flt^ agmin, 

Laer, A touch, a coBch, I do confeTs. 

Xing. Our Son fti'ill win. 

QMeen, He's fat, and fcant of brcatfc. 
Here's a Napkin, rub thy brows, 
.The Queen caroufes to thy fortune, Hamltt. 

Ham. Good Madam—— 

i7»g. Qtrtrude, do not drink. 

Qnten. I will, my Lord; I pray yoa pirdoD mc. 

KtHg, It is the poifnn'd Cup, it ti too late. \_4^r. 

Ham. I dafc not drinh yet, Mada'n, by and by.] 
Queen. Come, let me wipe thy Face. 
I Laer. My Lord, I'll hit him now. 



Hamlw, PriHee ^DetimatL 14^3 

itw/. I do not think'c. 

Latr. And yet 'tis almoft 'esiott my Conrcieoce. [^^^Ut. 

Ham. Cbtht, for the third. Lserttt, you but dally, 
I pray yog pais with your befl violenct, 
I <m afraid you make a wanton of mc. 

L0er. Say you fp? Cemc on, ["i«7* 

Ofr. Nothing neither way. 

L44r^ Hive at you no*. 
[Laertes wttndi Hamler, then in fcH^ing they chMtigt Rifitriy 
mtd Hamlet wnnds Laeriej. 

JTm^. Fart them, they are incent*d. 

Hdm, Nay, come, again^— 

Ofr, Look to the Queen there, ho! 

£«r. They bleed on both fides. How is't, my Lordt 

OJr. How Wx Lairttti 

L4tr. Why, asa Woodcocktomy Sprindge, Ofiieki 
I am juftly kill'd with mine own treadiery. 
. Htun. How does the Queen! 

Xm^. She IVoons to fee them bleed. 

Qutem. No, no, the drink, the drink— 
Oh my d«ar Hdmktf the drink, the drink, ■ ■ 
I am poifou'd — '-~- {.Offff diet, 

HMm. Oh VilFaoy I How f Let the door be lo^'d : 
Treachery f ftek it oUt— •* — ■ 

Lmt, U is here, HdmUt. Hamlet, thou ait flain. 
No Medicine in the World cm do thee good. 
lo thee there is not half anhour of hfe ; 
The treicherous [nftrument is in' thy hand, 
Unbated and envenom'd •' the foul practice 
Hath turn'd it feif Oii me. Lo, here I lye. 
Never to rife again; ihy Mother's poifon'd ; 
I can no more the King, the King's to blame. 

H*m. The point envenom 4 too, 
- Then venom to thy work. {Staht tbt KtHg, 

.M» "freafon, Treafon. 

JG'»f. ~0 yet defend mp. Friends, lam but hurt. 

Hdm. Here thou incefluous, muid'ious, damned Z><Mr, 
Drink off this Pmion: Is thy Union here! 
Follow my Mother. [.^'"Z dies, 

iMtr, He is jufily ferVd. 

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2.4<^4 Homier,- Prince. of Geatauki 

It is a poifon temperM by himftlf. • . 

^xahange forgivenefs vicb ok^ Noble Hamlei\ 

Mine and my Fkthei's Death come not upon thee. 

Nor chine on me> [Dittl 

H*m. Heav'n make thee free of it, I follow thesw 
I am dead, HerMie; wretched Qaeen, adieu. 
You that took pale* and tremble at this chance^ 
ThaC are but Mutes or audience at tfait Ad, . . 

Had I but time, (a this fell Serjeant Death , 
Is ftrift in his Arfcft) oh I could teli you. 

But let it be Htratio^ I am dead. 

Thou liv'ft, report me and giy caufes right » 

To the unfaiisfied. 

Htr, Never bcljeve rt. 
I am more an Antique Kematt than. a Dttiui 
Here's yet foroe Liquor left. 

H*m. Asth'attaMan. givemethe Cup, 
Let go, by Heav'n I'll hav't. 
Ob, good Heratiot what a wounded nam^ 
Things Handing thus unknown, fliall live' behind Be? 
If ihou didft ever hold me in thy Heart, , 

Ahfent thee from felicity a while. 
And in this harQi World draw thy breath in pain, . . 
To tell my Ilory. [^March af«r eff"^ md fixnU vitkm. 

What warlike noife is tbisS 

'^nter Ofrick. .. ,. - 

Ofr, Young TartinhtAiitivih Conquelt come itowTalMUU 
To th'Ambafiadors of England gives this Warlike V6l]cy. - 

Ham. O, I dif, Htratit: 
The potcnr Poifon quire o'er-crows n^ Spirit, 
I cannocliveto hear the Mews £-om ^j^land' 
But I do prophefie th'elefiion lighij 
On FortiiibrtiSi he h*s my dying Voice, 
So tell him with the occurrenrs more or lefs. 
Which have foliciicd. The reft isfilence,CLO,0.ii>tf/. 

//or.Nowcracksanoble Heart; good Night, fwect Prince' 
And flights of Angels firig thee to thy reft. , * 

Why do's the Dwm come hither/ 



Entrr 



Hamlet,' Pw«« of Denmark. t^C^ 

Emir Fontnbns Mtd Englifli A^sfftdnf mth Drum, 
CeUitrSf and Attendnntt. 

Faru Where is ihefighc? 
' Htr. What is it you would ict% 
If ought of woe or wonder, ceafe yoiir fearcfa: 

Fart. This quarry cries oa Havock. Oh proud <icMb( ■ 
What Fead is to^rard in thine eternal Cctl> 
That thou fb many. Princes at a flioor,' ■ 
So bloodily haft 111 uck? 

Amh, The fight is Hifmal, 
And our Affairs from Engimd comcloo late, . ■ - 
' The Ears are fenrdefs that Ihould give us hearing; 
To tell htiD his Command 'men t is fulfiird> 
That Refimram and GfiildeuflerM ate dead : 
Where fliould we have our thanksi 

Hor. Not from his lEputbf 
Had it th' ability of Life to thank you : 
He never gave Command'oient for their Death. 
But fince Cj jump upon this bloody qucftion, 
Vou from the foUck. Wars, and you from EngUnd 
Are heieaniv'd: Gi^e order that ihefe Bodies 
High on c Stage be placed to the view, 
And !.-t me fpeik to th' yet unknovirg World, 
How ihtfe things came about. So Iball you heat 
Of Cruel, bloody, and unnatural 7.Gti, 
Of accidental judgments, cafual flaughcers, 
Of Deaths p t on by cunning, and forc'd caufe. 
And in this upfhor, purpnfe) miftook, ' 
Fall'n on the Inventors Heads. All this can I 
Truly delivtr. 

Fart. Let us hafte to hear it. 
And call the Nobleft to ihe Audience. 
For me, with forrow, I embrace my Forturc, 
I have fome rights of Memory in'ihis Kingdom, 
Which now to claim, my vantage doth 
Invite me. 

Hpr. Of that I /hill have alfo caufe to fpcak. 
And from his mouth whofe Voice wilt draw no more : 
But let this fame be prefently perfbrm'd, 
£ven whiles Mens mindsarewi!d>Ieft more irifchance 



,^6C Hamlet, Prinee tf DcoxaaAi, 

Oa plots, ud enoo h^ipen. 

Ar/. Let four Cifittim 
Bear OmUt like a Soldier off the Sttg^ 
For he was likely, hid he been put od^ 
To have prov'd moft royally: and for hii plffag^ 
Tke Stridier* Mufick, and the rites of War 
Speak loudly for htm. 
T^e up the Body: Such a fight as this, 
Becomes the Field, but here fliewi much amiis. 
Go, bid the Soldiers Ihoot. 

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LEAR, Kiii£ efBritaia. 
Kinf of France. 
T)uke of Burgundy, 
©»if< Cornwall. 
»«*»»/ Albany. 
jEjr/o/eloftcr. 
Earf of K-cnt. 
Edgar, Son to Gloftcr. 
Edmund, Bajlard Smto Gloftcr. 
Curaii, a Courtier. 
VoUor. 
Fool. 
StewarJ to Gottct'dl. 

Gonerill, -> 

Regan, i "OMghters to Lear. 

Cordelia, j 

Knights attmdmg on the King, Officers, Meffen, 
gers. Soldiers and Attendants, 

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S C E N E z^ Palace, "l 

Enter Kent, Glofter, an^ Edmvknd the B^ftarH. 

KENT. 'V 

1 Thought the King had more affedcd tha 
I Duke oi jilbany, than Ctrnwill, 

Glo. It did alwiys f-em fo to iis: But nrw 
in the Divifionofthe Kingdqrf, it ipptjri 
no( which of the Dulifs he vilacsmoft; for 
' quilities are (o weigh'di that curiullty ii\ 
neither, on make choice of eithei's moiety. 
Ktnt. Is not this your Son, my Lord? 
Glo. His breeding, Sir, hath been at my chirgt. I hive 
ib often blufh'd to acknowledge hiin, that now 1 am braz'd 
tot. 

Kent. I cannot conceive yon, 

Gh. Sir, thiJ young Fellow's Mother <ou!d J wWrcipoa 
Ac grew round womb'd, md had indeed, Sifj ■ Son tor hit 
Cradle, e'er (he had a Husband for her Bed. Do you 
toielt a Fault? 

Kent. I cannot wifh the fault undone, the IfTue of it be- 
ing fo proper* 

GU. 

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Z470" Xffrg Lear, -s: -. 

GU, SiUltuveaSao, Sir, by order of Lfv, foacTor 
elder thiiv' thii; who, yet is no dearer in my Account 
though this Knave came fomewbat fawcily to the World 
before he vasfent for: Yet was bis Mother fair, there was 
good fport at his making, and the whorfon muft be adtDow- 
ledged. ;Dii you know this Noblnmn. BdmtmM 

itifi. No. my Lord. 

OU. My LotA iif KtMt; ' 
KemcBiber faim hereafter, as my honourable Friend. 
_B<*fi. My fervices to your Lordlhip. 
' kertt. I muft love you, and fue to Know you better. 

Bdfi, Sir, 1 Ihall ftudy deferving. 

Gh. He hath been olit hilie Yean, and aiPay he ihall f 
gailk*^ The King is coming. 

£M<r £wf Lear. Cornwall, Albany, Gonerill, H.cgao, Cor< 
-'- .-delia. Mtit AttaMittt. 

Lttr. Attend the Lords QfFrnncg and Burgundyt Glofitr, 

GU\\ ftialli my Lord. . {Exit. 

Laer, Mean time we ihalt exprefs out darker purpofe. 
Give me the Map here. . Know, that wc have divided 
Into three, our Ktngdorb; ind 'tis our faft intenr. 
To flialce all c^iu and bufinefi from our A(«, 
Conferring thwn.OQ younger iirengths, while we 
Unburtheo'd crawl toward i)eath. Our S^n of Carmniil, 
And you our no lefy loving Son of v^/^iW^. 
We have xhis hour a conlWot will to publilb 
Our Daughters feveral Dowers, that future flrife 
May be preverted now. Th« Princes, Frauct and Bmt^minIj, 
(Sreat Rivals in our younger Daughter's Lovf, 
Lcuig ID our Onur^ have made their amorous lojourn, 
Aoahere arf; to be anfwer'd. Tell me, my Daughter^ 
Siace now we willdiveft us both of R.ule, 
IntereA of Territory, Cares of State, 
Which of you fluU we fay doth love us moll i 
That we, our largefl bounty may cxmd 
Where Nature doth with ineiit dullen^. GentriUt 
Our eldeft born; fpeak firA, 

Gm. Sir, I love you aorethan word can wield the nutter, 
Dearer than Eye-Iiehc* fpace» and liberty. 
Beyond what can be valued, rich or rare. 
No lefs than Life, with Grace, Health, Beauty, Honour: 



KinghciT, 1471 

As much as Child e'erlov'd, or Father foqnd. 
A love that nukei breith poor, and fpeech unable. 
Beyond all mtttaer of fb muc^I love you. 

Car, What IhiU CertldiAtpeakf Love> and be {ilent. 

Lear, Ofatlthefe bounds, cfcn from this Line, to tha^ 
With Aadowy Forcfts,- and with Champions richM* 
With plenteous Rivers, and widc-skirtcd Mead^ 
W« make thee Lady. To thine and jilbanj% Iffuei 
Be this perpetual. Whit fajs our fecond Daughter) 
Our deareft £<X4«, Wife of Coruwailt 

X^, I am made of that felf-metal at my Sifter* 
And prize me at her wonh. In my true Heart* 
I find (he names my very deed of love: 
Ooly ihe comes too ihort, that I profefs 
My felf an Enemy to all other Joyi* 
Which the moft precious fquare of fenfe piofelTeSt 
And find I am alor.e felicitate 
In your dear Highncfs love. 

Car. Then, poor CordtUd ! 
-And yet not fo, iince I am fare my Love's 
More ponderous than my Tongue. 

Liwr. To thee, and thine> fiereditary ever, ■ 
Remain this ample third of our fair Kingdomi. 
No tefs in rpace, validity, and pleafure. 
Than that confer'd-on GonerilL Now our Joy, 
Although -our lad and leafl; to whefe young lovf. 
The Vines of Frmce, and Milk oi Bftrgjtady^ 
Strive to be inteicft: What can you fay,' to draw 
A third, more opulent than your Sifters! fpeak» 

Or. Nothing, my Loid, 

Lear. Nothing? 

Car. Nothing, 

Lt4ir. Nothing will come of nothing, fpeak again. 

Card, Unhappy that I amt I cannot heave 
My Heart into my Mouth: I 1qv« your Majefty 
According to my Bond, no more nortels. 

Ltdu How. hov, Cardtlint Mctidyour'fpeciha little- 
Left you may aw your Fottunes- 

Cor. Good, my Lord, 
You have begot me, bred me, lov'd me. 
I return thofe Duties back as are right (ir. 
Obey you, love you, and moft honour you. .^'T 



1-47^ ^"*g Lear. 

Why h»ve my Sifttrs Husbtnds, if they fiy 

They love you all? Hippil); when I (hall wed, 

Th»t Lotd, who{e Hind moft take my plight, AiaSI carry' 

H»lf my Love with' him, bilf my Care, and Daty. - ■ 

Sore I (hall never merry like my .Sifters. 

LtAY. But g9e» thy He^rt with tim! 

Or. Ay, mygo'-d Lord. 

I^ar. So younp, ard fo (intender? 

Cor. So yoiinp, my Lotd, and true. 

Le<tr. Let it be fojihc Trtnli then bs thy dowre: 
For by the facrtd radiance of the Sun, 
The myfteries of Hecnu, and ihe Night, ^ 

By all the Operations of the Orbs, 
From whom we do exift, and ccafe to be, 
Here I difcliim all my paternal Care, 
Propinquity and property of Bfood, 
And as a Stranger ta my H arc and me. 
Hold thee from this for ever. The Barbarous ScjfhiMt 
Or he that makes hit Generation, Mt^es 
To gorge his Appetite, ilial) to my Bofom 
Be as well neighbour'd, pitied, and relicv'd. 
As thou my fomctime Djughtir. 

Kint. Good my Liege- — 

Lear. Peace, Ke/tt.' 
Come not between the Dragon and his Wrath; 
I Ibv'd her moft, and thooglit to fee my reft 
On her kindNurfery. Hence, and avoid my fight! — [TiCcr. 
So be my Grnve my Peace, as here I give 
Her Father's Heaitfrom her; call France-^ wha ftinf 

Call BurgunAj Cer>ni/4ll, and Atb»nj^ 

With my two Daughters Dowrcs, digett the third. 

Let Pride, which Jhe c»Ils Plainnefs, marryher: 

I do invert you jointly with my Power, 

Preheintneoce, and all the large Effeds 

That troop with Majefly. Our fclf by monthly courf; 

With refervation of an hundred Knighir, 

By you to be faftain'd, fliall our abode 

Make wiih you by 'due turn, only- we fltall retain 

The Name, and all th' addition to a King : the Sviy, 

Revenue, Execution of the reft. 

Beloved Sons, be yours, which to confirEO, 

ThisCoronet part between you. ■ i . -Xivr^^ Ktm. 



King Lear. 2475 

X/«. Royal Lear, 
Whom I have ever faonour'd as a King,' 
Lov'd asmy Fatber, as my Mjfter fpllow'd. 
And as my PitroD, thought o:^ in my .Prayers— — 

Ltar. The Bow is bent and drawn, make from the Shafr. 
Kent. Let it fall rather, though the fork invade 
The region of my Heart j be Kint unmannerly. 
When Lear k mad ; whit woultift thou do, old Man i 
ThitA'ft thou that Duty (hill hive dread to fpeak. 
When Power to Flattery bows / 
To pltinnefs Honour's bound. 
When Majefty fjlls to Folly ^ relerve thy Stated 
■And jn thy bett confi deration, check 
This hideom rafhnefs ; snfwer my Life, my Judgrtentj 
Thy youngcft Daaghter-do's not love thee leatt. 
Nor are thole empty hearted, whofe low founds 
Reverb ro hDllownefs, 

Lear. Kent-, ofi thy Life no more. 
Kent. My Life I never held but as a pawn 
To wage againfl thine Enemies, ne'er fear to lofe iti 
Thy fafety being Morive. 
Ltar, Out of my fight .' 
Kent. See better, Lear^ and let me ftiU remain 
The true Blank of thine Eye. 

Lear, Now by .AfeUa • , 

XirM. Now by ^pallo ; King, | 

,Thou fweareft thy Gods in vain. * 

Laer. 0\iSi]lMi{aeimU-[Lapii^bisHaiMiaH hiJ Su/9rdi 
j4lh. Cora. Dear Sir, forbear. 
Kent. Kilt thy PhyGcian, and thy Fee beftow 
Upon the foul Difeare, revoke the Gift, 
Or whilft I can vent clamour from my Throat 
I'll tell thee thou doft evil. 

Lear. Hear me Recr'eanr, on thine Allegiance hear itre j 
That thou haft fought lo make us break our Vows, 
Which we durft never yet j and with flrain'd Pride, 
To come betwixtour Sentence and our Power, 
Which, nor our Nature, nor our Phce can bear. 
Our Potency made good, take thy Reward* 
Five days we do allot thee for Proviiion, 
To ftiield thee from difafters of the WotI(^ 



1474 ^'"f Lear. 

And 00 the fixih to turn thy hated bacic 
Upon our Kingdom; if the tcath Day follawisgi 
Thy baniflit TfulIc he found in our Dominiont, 
The Moment is ihy DE^tb, away. By Ju^ttr, 
iThtt iatW not be rcvuk'd. 

Kent. FaK thee well, Kirg, litli tburtbou v'i.t appev, 
Freedom lives luace, ai'd BaniUiiiient ij here-. 
The Gods to thcii dear Oielter iiVt tbte. Mud, 
Thstjuniy thini'ft. andLaft moil ii{(btly faid; 
And your Jai^e Speeches nsay your Deeds apptove* 
That good Effe&s may fprirg froia Words of Love : 
Thus K*Mt, O Princes, bids you aU adieu. 
He'll ibape his old Couris io a Country new. [ixk. 

Enter GiofltTtWith Fiance <W Eurgufldy,<uu^ ^taidMts, 

Cor. Here's Frtmet and gitrgmtid}, wy noble l.ocd. 

Lt»r. My Lord nf Burgundjt 
We firft addnfs raward you, who, with this King, 
Hath rivall'd for our Daughter ; what in the Icaft 
Will you require i^ prefefit Powr* with her,, 
.Orceaff your Queft of Love t 

Bur. Moft Royal Majefiy, 
I crave no more than what your Highoeft oiFet'd, 
Nor will ypn tender Itli, 

Lear. Right noble Bitrgnniy, 
When ftie was dear to us .ite held her fi>. 
But now her price is fali'n : Sir,, th^rc flie fta&d)^ 
If ought within that little iccaiing !iubft)(tce> 
Or all oC'it with our difplcarure picc'd. 
And nothing more, may Btly lilte your GrKt, 
she's thercv ai>d ^e is youcs. 

Bur. I know no ArTwcr. 

LtAr, Will yon with thofs jiiCiiffiitles ibe owtSg 
Ur^fricnded, ntw adopted to our haVi 
Dou/'d with our Curff, and fiioftget'd wiib oui Oaxb, 
Take leave, or leave her? 

Bht, Pardon mc. Royal $ir. 
Election makes not up m fuch Conditions. 

Lexr, 7heQ have her. Sir, foi' by ibe I^Qwer tfatt najdeiiifc 
I tell you all her Weaiih. For you, gre« King, 
I would not from your Love make fuch a firiy. 
To match you where I h«c j, riwrcfore hel«ch you 



King Lear. ^475 

T'aveit yonr liking a more wonhier way. 
Than on a wretch whun Nature is afham'd 
Almoft t'acknowledge heis. 

Frs. Tbit feilmoft ftrangcl 
That Qir, «bo even boc now, was your beft Objet^, 
The Argument of your Praife, balm of your Age, 
The bell, the dear«ft. Ihould in this trice of time 
Commit a thing fb monftrous, to difmrntle 
So many folds of Favour ; fure her Offence 
Mull be of fucb unnatural Degree, 
As Monllrous is ; or your fore-voucht a£Fedion 
Could not fall iDto Taint; which to believe of her 
Mud be a Faitb, that reafon without miracle 
Should never plant in ma. 

Cor, I yet befeech your Mjjefty» 
If for I Want that glib and oily Art, 
To fpeik and purpoie not; 6occ what I will intR&di 
I'll do't before I fpeak, that you make known 
It it no vicious blot, murther, or foulneft, 
No iinchifle A^ion, or diflionour'd fttp, 
Thit hith depriv'd me of yon Crace and Favour, 
But even for want of that, Ibr which I am richer, 
A ftill follicitiw Eye, and fbdi a Toogu, 
That I am glad I hav« not, chough ADC id kVr* it. 
Hath loft me in yaar Hking. 

l^dr. Better thou hldf^ 
Not been born, thin noc t'have plem'd me better. 

fra. Is it but this i A «|rdiad« ill Nature, 
Which often leaves the HiQory unfpoke 
That it intends to dp ', my Lord' of BMfgmndf, 
What fay you to the Lady i Love's not Love 
When it is mingled with regards, that flands 
Aloof from ih' imirc Point, will you have herf 
She is her felf a Dowry. 

Bur. Royal King, 
Give but thai; Portion which yuut' felf [wopos'd. 
And here I take Cordelia by the Hand, 
;£>uccbdi of Mmrgmmdj. 
' Ltar. Nothing.- — - I have Sworn, I am firm. 

Bur. I am forry then you have fo loft a Ftf her, 
That yoQ muft Ic^e [a Husband. , 



147** ^'«g LciU 

Car. Pejce be with Burgundy^ 
Since tBat rerpeft and fortuocs art his Lovei 
I (hall not be his Wife. 

Fra. Fairelt Cordelia^ thaf ire moft rich being poor* 
Moft choice forfalcen, and mod lov'd dcfpt&'d. 
Thee and thy Virtues here I feizeupon,- 
Be it lawful I take up what's cafl away. 
God', Gods] 'Tis flfange, that fcom their told'ft negled 
My lo/e ihouid k'ndle lo cuflam'drefptfi. 
Thy dowreref. Daugiuer, King, thrown to my chiocej 
Is Queen of tis, ofours 3nd our fair Francii 
Not all ihe Dukes of watriJh Bmrgundj^ ■ 
Can buy this uopriK'd precious Maid ofmei 
Bid thtm iaicwe), Cardelia, though unkind,' 
Thou lofttt here, a better wheTe to find, 

Lear. Thou hill her France. let her be thiac> for we 
Have no fuch Daughttr, nor Ihall ever fee 
Ttiat face of hers again* thcrffore be gone. 
Without our Grace, our Love, our Uenizoni 
Come noble Burgmndj. , {^Flmri/h, [Exeimt. 

Fta, Bid fardel to your Sifters. 

Cvr, The Jewels of our Father, With wafh'd eyes, 
Cordeii* leaves you, I know you ' what you are. 
And like a Sifter am moft loath to cdl - 
Your faults IS they are named. . Love well our Fuher: 
To your profeffed Bofoms I conmit hio, -; 
But yet alasi Hood I 'tfithin his Grace, 
I would prefer him to a better place. 
So firewel to you both. 

Reg. Prefcribe not us our Duty* 

Goii^. Let your Study 
Be to content your Lord, who bith receiv'd yoa 
At Fortunes' Alms ; you have Obedience feinted. 
And well are worth the want that.you have wanted. 

Cor. Time ftiall unfold what plighted cunrtii^ hide^ 
Who covers Faults, at lad with Ihame derides. 
Well may you prolper. 

Fra. Come, my fair Cordelit*. [Exennt France tu$d Ox, 

Gon. Sifter, it a not little I have to fay, "" 

Of what inoft nearly apper;spins to us both, 
I think our Father will go hance to NJgbt. 



Khg Lear. ^477 

Xe£, That's moft certain, and -with you ; next Month 
with us. 

Com. You fee how full of Chsnges his Age is, the obler- 
vation we hive made of ii hath been littJc j he always lov'd 
our Sifter moft, and with what poor Judgment he huh 
now cafi her off, appears too too grofly, 

X^. Tis the infirmity of his Age; yet he haih ever 
but flenderly known himfelf. . 

Gon. The beft and fnundeft of his time hath been but 
rafli ; then muft we look from his Age, to receive not alone 
the I^npcrfcfaions of long cngraffed Condi ion, but ihere-' 
withal the unruly waywardntfs, that ii firm and cholc ick 
Yean bring with them. 

Xe^, Such unconfttni ftarts arc we like to have from him, 
as this of Kent's Banishment. 

Qom There is further Complement of leave takinp, be- 
tween /r*i«« lod him; pray you let us fir together, ifojr 
Father carry Authority with fuch Difpofiiion as be btan, 
this laftfurrender of his will but offend us. 
je^. We Ihall further think of it. 
Gta. We muft do fimething, and i-'th' Heat. [f.vf»«/. 

Enter Batlard with a Ltito'.') 
SMfi. Thou Nature art my Goddefs, to thy Law 
My Services are bound ; wherefore Ihould E 
Stand in the Plague of Cuftom, and permit 
'The curiofity of Natio"* to deprive me. 
For that i am Ibme twelve, or fourteen Moonfhinrs, 
Lag of a Brother f Why Baliard / wherefore bafc i . 
When my Dimenfioni are as well compaS, 
My Mifid ai generous, and my Shape at true. ■ 
As honeft Madam's Ifllie ? Why biand ehcv thus 
With Bafe i with BafeneC ? Biftirdy ? Bafc, Bafe ?> 
Who in the lufliy ftcalth of Nature, take 
IVlore Compofition, and fierce quality. 
That doth, within a dull ftile tired i;d, 
<Bo to th' creating a whole Tribe of Fops, 
Got*twecn a ffeep, and wake / Well then, 
Legiltiiiate £<^i''r, I mufl have your Land, 
Our Bithet's Love is to the Baftard EdmmtJ, 
' ' ■ D d 5 - As 

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147 8 Kin^ Lear. 

As to th'IcgitimKe; fine Word legitimtte-^— 

Well, my Legittoiate, if this Letter fpeed, 
Ard my invention thrive* Edmund the bafe 

Shall to th'iegitiinate- ' —I growi I profper ; 

Now Gods, ftand up Tor Eiftards. 
Enter Glofter. 

GU. Kent banilh'd thus ! and FraMt in Gboler parted ! 
• And the King gone to Night .' Prefcrib'd his Power, 
Confiti'd to Exibition J All this gone 
Upon the Gad! Bdmuni, how new i what News? 

£4/?.$op]»reyourLord(hip, none. [Piittmgt^ tht Letttr. 

Gio. Why fo earneftly feek you to put up that Lettet ^ • 

Bafi. I know no News, my Lord, ' 

Clo. What P»per were you reading? 

Bafl. Nothing, iDy Lord. 

Glo, No! what needed then that terrible DiTpatchoftt 
into your Pocket f the quality of nothing, bath not fuch 
need to hid it fdf. Let's Tee: come, if it be oothiDg> I 
(hall not need Spedacles. 

BAJi, I befeech you. Sir, pardon me ^ it is a letter ffOia 
my Brother, that i have not all o'er-read; and fdr fo much 
as I have perus'd, I find it not fit for your c^er-looking. 

GltH.' G'wt me the Letter, Sir. 

Saji. I Ihall ofFcnd^ either to detaini, of giv« it i 
The Contents, as in pirt I underftard them. 
Are to blame. 

GU. Let's fee, ki's fee-. 

B*(j?. I hope for my Brother's Jufiification, he vrote 
, this but as an tffiy, or tafte of tay Virtue. 

Glo. reads^Thii Policy, tt>t4 Stverence of ^ge^ maifH 
the World bitm to thg hofi efenr times \ kjeipi «ur P»nMmesfr»m 
us, 'till onr eUne/s canvet relifi) then. I begin to find mh iM$ 
and fa>td Btadage, in the oppr^Jion of a^ed TjrMHjit wbttk 
Jwajs, not as it hath Power y hut as it isfuffered, Casmt m 
me, that of this I may Jfea^ more. If our Father wttdd fiti^ 
'till I wak^d him, yau fkould enjej half his Re-uenue far every 
and live the beloved of your Brathtr, Edgar. Hum !— Coo- 

fpiracy! Sleep 'till I wake him—- you ibauld- 

cnjoy half his R.evenue—— — my Son Mdgari had he 
a Hand lo write this ! A Heatt and a' Brain to breed it in f 
Wbtn came this to youi who brcnigkt itS 



King Lear. . 2.475 

S^/t, It vif not brougbl n», my Lord ^ thcre*i the 
cunning of ib I fvHnd it thrown in at theCaCtlbsnEdf itfy 
Clofct. 

Gti4 YoU:ltaaw the Chinfier to be your BrGther'i? 

Mtfi, If th« iMtnr were good, my Lord, 1 durft fwear 
ic vtn Iris i but in refptA of th*t, I would fain think it 
wife nob 

GUt lib kit. 

S*fi. Ic ii biiHand, mj Lord^ I hope hii Hcirl is ndt 
ifl the Contenct. 

Gia. Hn hi never before (bunded yon ia this Butitftfs/ ' 

04/?. Never^ my Lord. But I have hcird hirO oft tokii' 
tain nlobt Bti tbai Sam atpetfeft Agt, and Pnhtt'S de- ' 
dia'd. tbt Fuher Oionld be as Ward la tlie Soa. add the 
Son nnHigd hit ReTcnuc. 

GU. O Vtlkin^ Villain! his very Opinibn in ch« 1ft- 
icr. Abhoticd Villain luoniturtla detefled, brliirtfhvlftaift! 
worft than bruitifti ! ©o, tirrah. fetk bitn ; I'll >pprebeDd 
ItiiD, Abcminabk ViUain.' where iihci 

Ai>7. I do not well know, my Lord; if M (littl [>kHe 
you to fufpmd your fmfignation «|fainfl my 6iother, Yjll 
you can dctive from bin better TtftimMy oi'Uh tft^tM, 
you Qiould runs certain Cobrfc ^ «k«tr> iryotf Vtdlemfy 
proceed agaitift him, mift^ing hi} Putpofe, U wdtlltf Aake 
. a great jttf in yoar Hommrf and A»ke in plects ihi HeMt 
of bis Qbeditnce. I dare pawA d^wo my Life fdr knti, 
that he hath writ (his to feel mf ASt&ion to yool HoiMdr, 
and to no other pretence of ^r^ft, 

OI0. Thiakyoufo/ 

B^. If your Horaar ^oc^e jr tntttj J tfiN plact yOu 
wb«r» you fluiD hear m crtn/«r -his, »nd by an Aurkufir 
Affurance have your Strisfr^i r, and that without aBy 
■furchir dday, tbn c>Tis my Evf ntng. 

G/s- He ca.not be (uch a Mnnft#r, Edmntid, fetk hifti 
ot»3 wind on imn fcim, i p'-ay ycu; fr:in« tl>e B :^nefs 
after your ourn Wifdom. t *ouid unfiate niy ftK, to fte 
in a due lefoIutioB, 

*4^. I wilt feek hiai. Si'-, prefentl-y; coBvey t|ie Biifinefa 
%i I ftiall End mcar)^, and acqtui'nt ynii withal. 

(j/fl. Thefc U'-t Hclipfts pa r h^ Stm ai-rf Moon portend no 
gooji to ijsj tljough the W'f'Jom of WMuk (J?* rtjfon it 
T. . ■ ■ pd 4- i\\W, 



x^Zo J^ing Lear. 

' thus; and thus, yet Kature finds it fclf.feourg'd by. the fe- 

-quent Effeds. Love cools, Friendlfaip ialis off, Broibttn 

divide. In Cities, mutinies ; in Countiiei, difcord ; in 

Palaces, Treafon; and the Bond crack'd. 'iwixt Son and 

Father. Thii Villain of mine cvaies under the Predidionj 

there's Sonagainft Father, the King falls. from biafs of Na-' 

turf, there's Father againft Child. We have fecn the beft of 

our time. Machinations, hoUownefs, treacfaary, and all 

-ruinous Difevders follow us dir<:]tiietly to our Graves. Fiad 

out this Villain, Edmutui\ it Ihall loJc thee, nothing, do it 

carefully— —and the Noble and true-hearted AVfubanifh'df 

. t^s offence, honefly. 'Tis (Irange. >[Exit, 

Bajt, This is the excellent foppery of the World, that 

when we are Hck in Fortune, often the Surfeits of our own 

, Behaviour, we mskc guilty of our Dififters, the Sun, the 

-MooQ. and Stars; as if ve were Villains on necefficy, 

' Fools by Heav'niy CompulftoB, Knaves. Tbiev- s ' am 

Treachen by Sphciical Predominancy; Drunkards. Lyart, 

. and Adulterers by an iuforc'd. Obedience of. Planetary in- 

..fluence^ 'and all that we ate evil in, . by a divine tfatuftii^ 

on. An admirable £va(ion of Whorc-miAer-Man, to liy 

his @oatilh difpolition on the charge of a Scar; My Father 

compounded with my Methar under the Dragon's Tail, 

. and my Nativity was under Vrf4 Aisjor, fo that it follows, 

.1 am rough and lecherous. I fliould have been that I aot, 

.had the Maideolieft Star in the Fiimiment twinkled on my 

Bailardisi^'^gf ■ 

Enter Edgar. 

Pat/ .he comes like the Cataflrophe of the old Co^ 

.medy; my Cue is villainous Melancholy, with a figh like 
■ Tom o' Bedlam— — ■ -O thefe Eclipfes do portend thefe 

Ei/ifioDi.',Fa, Sol. La, Me 

Edg. How now, Brother Edtmmd, what fcrious CoQ- 
. temptation u% you in { 

Bafi. I am thinking, Brother, of a Predidion I read this 
ether Day, yi\\ii Qiould foUow thefe Edipfes. 
' Ed^. Do youimfie your felf with ihati 
Baft, I promife you the Eff.ds he writes of, fucceed iiiir 
happily. 

When (aw you my Father laflf 
Edg. The Night gone, by. ^ ^^^^,^ 



.King Lear, «.48k 

jB4^. Spake you wiih hixn ? 

Eii£. 'Ay, two hours togeiher, .■ ■ 

Bafi. Parted you in good Teims, fqund you no difplcfr , 
jure in him, by Word, n-jr Counteaancei 

E/lg. None at all. 

Bafit Bethink your felf wherein you bave offended him: 
And at my entreaty forbear his prefencci until fbine litde 
Kime hath qualitiecl the heat of his dirpleaftire; which at this 
kxiflant fo rageth in him, that with the Mif^iWof your Pen* 
ion, it would fcarcely alUy 

kdg. Some Villain hath done me wrong. 

Bafi, That's my fear j I pray you ha»e a contineot for- 
bearance 'till the Ipeed of liis Rag^e ^oes flower: And as ! 
fay, retire with me to my Lodging, from whence Iwili6tly 
bring you to hear my Lord fpeak : Pray you go, there's my 
Key: If you dp flir abroad, goarm'd. 

Et^- Arm'di Brother / ■ 

Bafi. Brother, I advife you to the btft, I am no honeft 
Man, if there be ar>y good meaning toward you : I hive 
told you what I have fecn and heard; but faintly; noithing 
like the Image and Horror of it; pray you away. 

Eiii. Shall I hear from you anon i [^Exit, 

Bdfi. I do ferve you in this BuGnefs ; 
A credulous Father, and a Brotlier noble, 
Whofe Nature is fo far from doing harms. 
That hefufpc(9s none; on whbfe foolifti Honefly 
My PraSices lide c-Gfie: I fee the Bufinefs 
J^t me, if not by Birth, have Lands by Wit, 
All with mc's meer, that I can fifliion fit. [,Ex'h. 

S C E N E II. The Duh of Ahmy's Palace. 

^nltr Gonerif, ani Steward. 

Gan. Did my Father ftrikc my Gentleman fjr chiding of 
hit Fool i 
. Stew. Ay, Madam. 

Gon, By Day and Night, he wrongs mtj every Ho« 
He fliftics into one grofs Crime, or other. 
That fets us all at odds; I'll not endure irj 
Hii Knights grow riotous, and himfelf upbraids ua 

n, .. A.ooglqo^, 



148 1 King Lear. ^ 

On every Trifle. When he rerarns fi-om huntiflgt 
I will not fpeak with faim, fiy I am Sick* 
If you come fljck of former Services 
You fliall do welli the fiutt of it I'D anfwer. 
Stew. He's coming, Madam> I hear him. 
(3o». Put on what weary Negligence you pMt, 
You and your FeHowf ; I'd have it come to queftioo: 
If he diftifte it, let htm to my Sifter* 
Whofe Mind and mine I know in that are one. 
Remember what I hive laid. 
Slew. Well> Madam. 

G»it. And I« hi» Knights hive colder toofci among you: 
What grows of ie no matter, idvife your FeRows to. Til 
write ftraighl to my Sifter to hold my courfe : Prepare for 
Dinner. [Exefiiit. 

Enter |Ccnt dij^uiid. 
Kent. If but as well I other Acccnrs borrow, 
Ard can my Speech difufe, my good intent 
May eairythro' it felf tn that fuIMffue 
For which I r»2*d my likeuefs. Now^baniftit Kent, 
If ihou ca.'ift farve where thou d^ift ftsnd coodemn'd, 
So may it come, thy Mafter whom thoii lov*ff. 
Shall find thee full of Labours. 

Hrms within. Enter Leir, Knights Mud j^ttenddutU ' 

Le*r. Let me not ftay a jot for Dinner, go get it ready: 
{low now, what art thouf 
Kent. A Man, Sir. 

Lf«r. What doft thou profefs? What wetildft thou with 
us? 

. Kent. 1 dr> profefs to be no lefs thivTJ fttm ; to feive 
him truly thai will put me in truft, to love him that ii h»- 
neft, toconvtrfe with him that is wife, aad fayi little^ to 
fear Judgment, to fight when I cannot chufe, and toeatoo 
FiQi. 

Lear. What art thou! 

Kent. A vtry hoheft- hearted Fpllow, and ts poor tb* 
King, 

Lear. It" thou beeft as poor for a Subjoa, as he'* for t 
I^ing, thou art poor oioagh. What woaldfr tfaou^ 



King Lear. 248) 

Km. Service. 

LtAr. Whoni woul4ft tbou ferve! 
Ktnt» You. 

/.Mr. Doit thou know me. Vdiovf 
Kttn. No, Sir, but you have that in your CoHBtenance. 
vhich I would fain caU Mafter. 
Lear. Whit's that ? 
Kent. Authority. 

■Ltar. Whit Services canft thoa do J 
£r«f. I can keep honeft Couofels, rkJe, run. marra curi- 
ous Talc in telling it^ and dtliver a pliin MefTage bluntly; 
That which ordinary Men are 6c for, I am qualified in, and 
the bed of me, is diligence^ 
Lear. How old art thouf 

Kent. Not fo young, Sir, to love a Woman for finging, 
nor fQ pid to dott on hej: for any thing. I bave Years oq 
jmy Back forty eight. 

Lear. PoUow me. thnu (hrlt ferve me; if I like thee no 
worfe after Dinner, I wilt ool part from thee yn. Dinner 
ho, Dinner— -Where's my Knave? my FooH go you andcaH 
my Pool hither. You, you,Sirrah, whore's my Diughteri 
£«/«• Stoi/Mrd. 
Stew. So pUaie you—— \_Exiu 

Lur. What (ays the Fello v there f Call the Coltpole back t 
Where's my Fool? He?— —I think the World's aGeep, how 
now} where's thatMungreli 
Knight. HefaySjOiy Lord, your Daughter n not well. 
Ltar. Why ame not the Slave back to me when I cah'd 
him? 

Knilbu Sift heanrwered inche,^oundeftaanner.he vouM 
nor. ■ 

Lear. He would not \ 

Knight. My Loid, I know not what the matter is\ bu^ 
to^niy JfudgiDcnr, your Highneft is not entertaifl'd with- 
that Ceremonious Affedion as you were wontj there's t, 
great abatement of kindncTs appears as well in the gene- . 
ral Dependant}, as in the Duke- himfelf alfs, and ysur 
paughter. 

Lear. Hat faift t!i<)U.fo/ 

K«i£,hti I befee^h you pardon ntct my Lord, if I be 



}4'4 King Lear. 

iniflikeo) for my Duty capoot be filent. wben I thiak ygur 
Highnefs is wiong'd. 

Lear, Thou but remembreft me of my own CoDceptt- 
on. I have percetv'd a moA faint negle^ :of latCj 'whicb 
I have rather hlimed as my own jealous Curiofity, thio is a 
very pretence and purpofe of unkindnefs'; I will took. fur* 
tber into't; but wherc's my Fool i I have not feet) him this 
two Day5. 

Knight. Since my young Lddy's going into frdtuiej Sir, 
the Fool hath much pinedaway. 

Lear. No more of that, I have noted it well; so yon 
fnd tell my Daughter, 1 would fpeak with her. Go yon 
call hither my Fool; O you Sir, come you hither. Si?, who 
9m I Sitt 

Evur StewitrJ. 

Sifw, My Lady's Father. 

Z^Mr, My Lady's Father? my Lord's, Knave^ you wbor* 
fbn Dog, you Slave, ycu Cur. 

Stew. I am none of thefe, my Lord ; 
1 befeech your pardon. 

t<^r. Do you b^ndy looks with me, you'RafciU 

l^Stri^n^ Inm* 

Stew. I'llnot be ftrucken. my Lord. 

■Srw. Nor t.ript neither, you bafe Foot-ball player. 

[T^'Z/'^g */ i" SeeUk 

I^tar. I thank thee. Fellow, 
Thtju ferv'ft me, and I'll love tbcc. 

Km, Come, Sir, arife, away. I'll^teach you Differeiices: 
Away, away, if you wiUmeafure yout Lubbers length again,, 
(arryji but away, goto; have you Wifdom, fo. 

l^for. Now my friendly Knave I thank litee, there's eai-^ 
aelt of thy Service. 

> Enter FoeU 

j^el. Let me hire him too, here's my Coxcomb, 

. [Givmi his Cof^ 

t^tar. How now my pretty Knive? how doft thou/ 
- fwL Sirrah, you were l;)eft takemy Coiccomb. 

Kent. Why, my Boyi 

foo/. Why? for taking one's part that is.out of Favour? 

9jy^ atr^ tbou oanft, not fijjilc as the Wind fits,thouI't catch 

«eil(i ih.oyly, there take my Coxcombf why,thisFfllow has. 

'■■ ■■■■'^■'^'^^liifliy 



i^itig Leaf. 248i 

'baDiOiM two otL'$ l!>aughttiri» and did the third a SleQinjg a- 
gainft his will; if ihou follow him, thou muR needs wear 
my Coxcomb. How now Nuode^ would I had two Cok> 
combs, and two Daughters. 

Lear. Why, my Eloy ? 

F§cl. If I give them all my living. I'lt keep my Coxcdmh 
my felf; there's mine, beg another of thy Daughters. 

Lear. T»ke heed. Sirrah, the whip. ' 

FttoL Truth's a Dog muft to kennel, he muft be whr{>'d 
but, when the Lady Brach may ftind by th'Fire and Hinkx 

Lear. A peftilcm gall tome. 

Feol. Siirah, I'll teach thte a Speech. [r* KenK 

Lear, Do. 

FmI. Maik ir, Nuncle; 
Have more than thou (howeft* 
Speak Icfs than thou knoweft. 
Lend lefs than thou oweft,- 
.'Ride more than tl.ou gottk, 

Learn more than thou trowtfl* _ .,j 

Set lefs than thou throweft t . , 
Xeare thy Drink aqd thy Whore) 
And keep in Door, 
And thou ftialt have more. 
Than two tens to a fcore. 

Kent, This is rothjng, FooT. 

Feel, Then it ishkethe Breath of an unfee'd Lawyer, yOA 
give me nothing for'i» can you make no ufe of sotfaiDek, 
Nuncle? ^ 

Lear, Why no. Boy, 
Kothing can be made out of nothing. 

FbsL PritheeteUhim,famui:htheR.eiitof hisLandcomeJ 
to, he will not believe a Foot. [Tg KenTi 

Lear. A bitter Fool. 

Poei. Doft thou know the difference^ my Boy, between 
a bitter Fool and a fweet one/ 

Lear. No Lad: teach me. 

Feol. Nuncle, give ifae an Egg, and I'll give tbee two 
Crowns. 

Ltar. Whit two Crowns (hall they be? 

Fed. Why, after I have cut the Egg i'th' mi^d!e, ind 

cit up the Meat, the two Ctowns of the Bggr When theu 

■' " "' • A.i>(t|6iveft 



clovefl tby Crown i'ch* middfc» ind gav'ft away both pattt,' 
thou bor'A ttitne Afs on thy B«ck o'tr the Dirt; thou hadfi 
littU Wit in thy bild Crown, when thou gav'ft thy gol'in 
one iway : If I Cpiik like ny fdf in thi^ tec him be vbipt 
that firA finds it lb. 

Fttls h/id ne'er Uft Grtut im » Ttxr^ C^'^g'^g* 

T»T Wijtmem are grmtn fefpt^h 
And know not hew thtir Witj lo ivtAft 
Thiir MAWtrs art fi apijb, 
Lt*r. When were yAawomtobefo full ofSangs, Sirrahi 
FmI. I have ufed it Nuncif* e'er fince thou inad'ft thy 
DiHghursthy Motberii for when thou gav'il them the Rod, 
and pufft down thine own Breeches then they 

Ferfitddtn Joj did wetft I^Snigii)g, 

jindl fvr Sarrowfiui£, 
Thatfueh a King fiet^ fUy he feep, 
jiudgo the Feolt among. 
Prithee Nuncle keep a School-Mifter that CancHch thy Fool 
to lie; I would fain learn to lie, 

Ltar. And you he, Sirrah, We'll have you vhipt. 
Feol. I laarvel whac kin thou and thy Dinghters art; 
they'll havp me whipt for fpeaking true» tfaou'It htve me 
wbipt for Lying, and fometimes I atn vhipt, for holdit^ 
my Peace. I had rather be any kind o' thing than ■ Fod, 
and yet I would not be ihcej Nuncic; thou haft pared thy 
Wit o'botfa (ides, and left nothiagi'th' middlci berecomes 
one o' the paringt. 

Enter Goneril. 
Ltar. How now, Daughter! whatmakesthatFroacktoD? 
You are too much of late i'th* frawn. 

Feel. Thou waft a pretty Fellow when thou hadftnoAeed 
to MTff for her frowning ; now tbod art an O wtthotK a Fi* 
gure ; I am better thin chou art now, t ortt Fool, thou art 
aothii^ Yes forfboth [ will hold my Tongue, fo your Face 
bids me^ tho' you fiy nothing. 

Adum^ MuKy ke that kftft tttr Crujf, Her C/'a^j^Sirging . 
^eary if ait, jball warn femt. 
That's a (heal'd Pdcod. 
- Gtn* Not only, Sin this, your aU>Iicenc*d Fooli 

But 



Kin^ Lear. 1487 

But other of your infoleac Retinu^ 

Do hourly Car[> and Qairrel* breaking forth 

In rank, and not to be endured Riots, Sir. 

I had thought by making this well known uiHO you. 

To have found a fafe redreff ; but now grow fearful 

By what your fclf too late have fpoke and done, 

That you proted this couile, and put it on 

By your Allowance j which if you Ihould, the fault 

Would not fcape Cenfure, nor the Red»0es Hifp^ 

Which in the tender of a wht^ome weal. 

Might in their working do you that Ofience. 

Which elfe were (hame. that then necefTity 

Will call difcreet proceeding. 

F«oU For you kBow» Nuncle, the Hcdge-^rrow fed the 
Cuckoo fo long, that it had its Head bit off by it's youogt 
To out went the Candle, and we were left darkling. 

Ltar, Are you our Daughteit 

Goit. I would you would make ufe of your good Wifdom, 
Whereof I know you are fraught, and put awiy 
ThefeDilpoAcions, which of late traslpoit you 
From what you rightly are. 

Fool. May not an- Afi know when the Cart draws the 
Horlcf Wboop Jug I la« thee. 

Lear, Does any here kndv me? This is not Xmt : 
Does Ltar walk thus { Speak thus i Wh«e are his Eyes / 
'£itber hisNotioa weakens, his Difcernings 
Are Lethargied— — Ha.^ wakina !^— 'Tis not Coi 
Wha is it that can tell nu wha I atnt 

FoqI. Leay't Shadow. 

Lear. Your Name, f*ir Genilewoniani— — 

Gon. This Admiration, Sir, is much o'th* favour 
Of other your new franks I do befeech you 
To underftand iny purpofes ^aright: 
YoUj as you are Old and Revcreod, Hiould be Wife, 
Heie da you keep a hundred Knights and Squires, 
Men fo diforder'd, fo deboQi'd. and bojd, 
1 hit this our Courts iiie&ed with their Mannas, 
Shews like a riotous Innj Epicu/irnj and Luft 
Make it more like a Tavern or a Brothel, 
Than « grac'd Palace, The Shame it f«]f doth fpeak 
For inftant remedy. Be then defii'd. 



14 S^ ^"'^ Lear. 

By her. that eUe will take the tbing Ihc begs^ 

A little to difquartity youc Tnin; 

And the reminders ihac (hall dill depend* '^ 

Tobefi.chMen as may befort your Age, 

Which know themfelvcs, and you. 

Lr4r. Darkoefs and Devils [ 
Saddle my Hurfes, call my Traio together— ■ ' . 
Degenerate Baftard ! I'll not troabl'; thee; 
yet have I left a Daughter. 

Qe». You flrike niy People, and your diforder*d Rabbfc 
fnake Servants of their Betters. 

Enter Albany. 
Lear. Woe( that too late repents 
Is it your will, fpeak, Sir,? Prepare my Horfcs— -- [Ta Alb, 
Ingratiti'de! tbou Marble-hearted Fiend. 
. More hideous when thou fliew'ft thee in a Child, 
Than the Sei-monfter. 

j*^. Pray, Sir, be patient. 

Lear. Dctefled Kite ! thou lieft. [To GonetiT. 

My Train are Men of choice and rareft parts. 
That all particulars of puty know. 
And ii the moft txtGt regard, fuppott 
The Wdrlhips of their Names. O moft firall Faultf 
How ugly didft thou in CffrAtt* (hew? 
Which like an Engine, wrencht my frame of Nature 
From tie fixt place; drew from my Heart alt love. 
And added to the gall. Lear, Ltar, Learl 
Beat at this Gate that let thy Folly in. 
And thy deir Judgment out. Go, go, my People. 

^11. My Lord, I am guiltlefs, as I amignorant 
Of what hath moved you. 

Lear. It may be fo, ray Lord. - ■ 
Hear Nature, hear, dear Goddefi, hear! 
Siifpend thy Purpofr, if thou didft intend 
To m-ke this Creature fruitful: 
Into her Womb convey fterility, 
.Dry up in her the Organs of Incrcafe, 
And from her derogate Body, never fpring 
A Babe to honour her. If {he muft teem. 
Create her Child of Spleen, that it may live. 



King Lear; ^4S5i 

And be i thwirt, difoatur'd tbrEnent to her; 

'I_<5t it ftjmp wrinkles in her Brow of Youtb, 

With ctdent Tcirs fret Cbincls in her Checks^ j 

Turn ail her Mother's Pains und Bencliis . 

To Liughter and Conteinpc ; that (he oiay feel, 

Hbw Sharper than a Serpent's Tdoth it is. 

To have a thanklefs Child. Away, awiy— — '•- [Exih 

jilh. tiovi Gods that we adore^ - , ' 

Whereof coiaei this/ 

<7d«. Never affii^ your feU to know, of it : 
But let bis Difpofition have that Scope 
As 4otige gives i(. 

-E«(w Lear. 

Lt4r; What, fifty of aiy Follow^riatt di^ t . ,' 

Within a fortaight i -i - . — -.- . , 

jilb. What's the mattery Sir? . ., i . , , 

Lear. I'll tell thee ■ Life and Death, I am tlham'd. 

That thou hall power to (hake my Manhood thus. 

That ihefe hot Tcars^ which break from me perforce,: 

Should make thee worth them— -Blafls ^lul Fogs^upoo thee ; 

Th' untented Wotiadings of a Fathet's Curfe 

Pierce every Senfe about thee. Old fond £yeS| 

Beweep her once again, I'll pluck ye cmr. 

And cafl you with the: Waters that you lole 

To temper Clay, Hat Let it be fo— — ^^ 

I have another Daughter* 

Who I am fure is kind and corafortaBle ; 

When Aie Oiall hear this of thee, with her oaib 

She'll flea thy wolviih Vifage. Thou Ihdt find. 

That I'll refume the Aiape which thou doft think 

I luve cil off for ever. {_Exit Leir Md jitttHdantil 

Go». Do youjnark that/ 

jIUi, I cannot be io partial, QoturiU, 
To the great Love I bear you.. 

C«n. Prty you be cbntent. What OfwdU^ ho I 
Yoti, Sir, more Knave than Fool, tfter your MlRer; 

Fflff/. Nundc ietr, Nuncle i«4i> 
Tarry, take the Fool with thee : a ^ 

A Fox. when one has fciught her* 
And fuch a Diughceri 

Shouldfureto the SUuehtft'. n,. ki,Coo';Ic , 

. Vot. Y. " £ t if 



14 so King Lear. 

If my Cap would buy a Halter» 

So the Fool follows after". . [Exit, 

Gum. This Min tiach had good CouaM^ ■ a hundred 

Knights I 
'Tit politick, and lafe to let bim keep 
At point a hundred Knighu ; yes, tbaf on every X^euBi 
Eadi'buz, cich -Fincy.'. each Complaint, Diflike, 
He m|y cDguard his doi^ge with their Powcri. . 
And hold our lives in Mercy. Ofw«U, I Jay. 

^W. Well, you may &ar too far ;r ■ ■■ 

Can, Safer than truft/too far ; 
Lict me ftitl take away the harms t fear* 
Not-fcar ftill to be taken. IJinow his Heart; 
What he hith utterid« I ba«e »tit vw Siftfir j j 

If fbe'll fuftaio him, and hisiuindFcd JCnifjhta 
,When I have Ihew'd th'unfitnefsi' i 

How now, OJiiMliii ' - t 

W]iit, have ymi wnc ithat <Lettcr /to fl^lSHler f i 

- Stew. Ay, M»dam'. - i 

Gan. Take-^oufome CoiDpMy,and.uny to Hoi;fe» 
Inform ber<fullLof my particular Foar^' 
And [hereto add Tuch-'ReafoiK oi your owit 
As may compaA it more. G«t you goiw« i 

And haflen -your Tetuoi. No, no. my Lord* ' 

This milky Gentlenefs, aDd-courfe,!^ yours, 
Though I condemn nor, .yet qndcr Pardon 
You are much more at Task for'^qot of ^iidom, ■ 
Than prais'd far harroleti MtldofaJs. 

ji/l>. How fir ^your -£yes may pierce I cannot .t^» 
Striving to better, oft we marswhat's weti. 

Cea. Nay then ■ i » . ■ i ■ - ■ ' 

.^. Well, well, th- Vent. C£x««n. 

£ffrr Lear, Kent, Gtrnkmrn, *imIB»»L 

LtAT. Go you befote to GUfitr w.\\i tbtfe l,eCte(Si ac- 
quaint my Daughter ^ further with any thing y*m JtnoVi 
than comes from her demand out .of the Letter, if your (li- 
ligence be not fpeedy,-! ihall bethsie afoie you. 



Kin^ Lear. z^9i. 

Kitn* I will not fleep, my Lotd, 'till I have delivered 
your Irftter. [£*//. 

T»»L If a Msq'i 3raiiis were in bis Hcels> wet'c not in 
danger of ^ibes? 

Lear. Ay Boy. 

FetL Then I prethee be merry, tby Wit Ihall not go 

X#4r. Ki, ha, Iii. 

FooL Shalt fee thy other Daughter will ufe t}ieelciodIy; 
fn though Jhe's as like this, as a Crab's like an Apple, yet 
I fan tell if hft I can tell. 
Lear. What anft tell, Boy i 

f«*/. She will ufte ai like thif, as a Crab do's to a 
Crab ; canft thw tell why oncf Nofe flands i'th* middle 
OD*s Face J ■.■■■•■' 

Lear, No. - ' • 

Ftph Why, to keep ones Eyes of either fide one's NofeJ^ 
that what a Man cannot fincU out, he may (py into. 
Lear, 1 did her wrong. 

Fool, Canll tell how an Oyfter makes his Shell / 
Lear, No. 

FmI. Kor I iieither ; but I can tell why a Snul has a 
Houfe. 

Lear, Why ? 

FoeU Why to pui*s Head in, not to give it away to his 
Daughters, and leave his Horns without a Cife, 

Letar. I will forget my Nature, ib kind a Father I Be 
nxy Horfes ready f 

F90U Thy Affes arc gone about 'em i the rcafon why the 
fevtA Stars are so more than fcveu, is a pretty Reafon. 
Lear, Becaufe tfiey are not eight. %^< 
FwL Yes indeed ; thou wouldft make a good Fool. 
Lear, Totake'c again perforce ———Monfter ingratitudel 
FnL If you were my Fool, Nuncle, I'd hive thee beat^ 
CB for being old before thy time, 

Zear. How's that? . 

J'wl, Thou Ihouldft not have been Old. 'till tnoU hulft 

been Wife. * , 

Lear. O let me not be mad, not mad, fweet Heav'-n 1 

keep ;nc in temper, I .^ould not be mad. How now, are 

t^aeHorffc ready? ' . . , ,.oo,y.- 



149 2- ^f% I-car; 

. Gent. Ready* my Lord. | 

Lear, Come, Boy. , 

Ftol, Slie that's a Maid nov, and laughs at my departutu 

. Shall not be a Maid long, unlets things be cut fhorter. 1 



A C T II. S C E N £ i: . 

SCENE jfCafi/e Ulonj^mi to the Earl of 
Gloftcr. . • 

Enttr Bafiardt mJ Ouaxi^Jevgrallj, 

Bafl. CAVE thee, CftrM. 

i3 Cur. And you. Sir, I have bccD 

With your Fuhcr, and given bim Notice 

That the Diilce of Grtrwall, and ReiAn his DiUcfac^ 

Will be here with him this Night. 
Baft, How cotnes that ? ^ 

Cur. Nay I know boh you have heard of the "Hewtt- 

broid, I mean the whifpet'd ones, for they are yet hn . 

£ar-I(ifling Arguments. 

Baft. Not I ; pray you what are they f 

Cur, Have you heard of no likely Wars toward* 

'Twixt the Dukes of CeruwaU and jiWauji . 

Bafl. Not a word. 

, Cur. You m^ do then io time. i 

Fare you well, Sir. ■ L^**^ 

Baft. The Duke be here to Night I the better, beft, 1 

This weaves it felf perforce into my Bufinefs. 

My Father hath fet Guard to take my Brother, 

And I have one thing of a queazy Queflion 

Which I muft i.B. ; briefnefs, ana Fortune work. 
£«f«r Edgar. 

Brother, a word^ defcend. Brother, I fay. 

My Father watches; O Sir, fly this place. 

Intelligence is given where you are hid j 

You have now the^od advantage of the night — — • 

Have you not fpoicen 'gainR th? Duke of €»rnw^. f 



^i»g Lear. i4i'j 

He's coming hither, now i'th' Night, i'th' hafle, ^ 
And RegMt with him ; have you nothing faid 
Upon his party 'gaioft the Duke of Mbunj ? 
Advife your feJf. 

£(^. 1 am fure on't, not a word. 

B^. I hear my Father coming, pardon me . 
In cunning, I mud draw my Sword upon you— ■ 
Draw, feem to defend your felf. 
Now quit you well— — — ' 
Yield— —come before my Father — light hoj, here. 

Fly, Brother Torches I —fo farcwel-— [£jh> Edgar. 

. Some blood drawn on me would beget Opinion • 

\Wounit hit Arm, 
Of ray more fierce endeavour. I have fcen Drunkards 
Do more thin this ia Sport; Father I Father I 

Stop, (lop, nof help \ 

Enter Glofter, *nd Servants mith Torches. 

Glo, Now EdmMtfdy where's the Villain I 

Baft. Here flood he in the dark, his Iharp Sword outf 
Mumbling of wicked Charms, conjuring the Moon 
To ftand his aurpicious Midrefs. 

Ch. But where is htf! 

Bafi. Look, Sir, I bleed. 

6U, Where is the Villain, Bdmundf 

Bafi. Fled this way, Sir, when by oo means he could ..« 

do. Purfue him, ho I go after. By no meant, what /— - 

Bafi. Perfwade me to the Murther of your Lordflitp; 
But that I told him the revenging Gods, 
'Gatnfl Parricides did all the Thunder bend. 
Spoke with how manifold, and ftrong a Bond 
The Child was bound to th'Father. Sir, in fine. 
Seeing how lorhly oppalite I flood 

To his unnatural purpofe, in fell Motion 7 

With his prepared Sword, he charges home 
My unprovided Body, launcht mine Arm ; 
And when he faw my beft alarmed Spirits, 
Bold in the Quarrels right, rouz'd to th' encounter. 
Or whether gafted by the Noife I madci 
Fl fuddeniy ha fled. 

Gil. Let him fly far; 
> ot in this Land (hall he remain uncanght ' 

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^S94■ ^«S ^'^• 

And found ; Difpatch, the Noble Duke* my Mafter, 

My worthy Arch and Plcron cObies tO: ^ight. 

By his Authority I will proclaim iCi 

That be which finds him fhall defetve our Thank^ 

Bringing the inurthei'oas Coward to the Stake: 

He that conceals him, t)eath. 

Bafi. When 1 dilTwaded hin from his intenlv 
And found him pight to do it, with curft Speech 
I thi'ncned to difcaver him ; he replied. 
Thou unpoficfling Baftard, dofl thou think. 
If I wotild hand againft thee, would the Repofal 
Of any Tnift, Virtue, or Worth in thee 
Make thy words faich'd ? No, by whit I IhoBld droy^ 
(As this I woii)d, thoilgh thoU djdft produce 
My very Charaifter^ I'd turn it all 
To thy Suggeftion, Plot, and damned Pradiccf 
And thou muft make a dulhid of the World, 
If they not thought the Profits of uly Death 
Were very pregnant and potential Spirits 
jTo make thee feek it. [Tniuw^i vithii^ 

Qlo. O ftiange and fiftned Villain/ 
Would he deny his Letter, faid he? 

Hark, the Duke's Tmmpets! I kitow not why he comes^^ 
All Ports l^i bar, the Villain Ihall not fcape, 
The Duke muft grant itle that; beltdes his Pidure 
I trill fend far and near, that all the Kingdom 
May have dute Note of htm; and of my Land, 
Loyal and natural Boy, I'll work the Means 
^o make thee capable. 

£m«- Cornwall, Regan, mi Attenddnts, 

Carn. How now, my noble Friend! Hnce I came hitheri 
Which I can call but now, I have heard ftrangenefs. 

Reg. If it be true, all Vcngcarce coifies too fliort 
Which can purfue th' offender; how docs my Lord? 

Glo. O Midam. my old Heart is crack'd, it's crack'd. ' 

Rep What, did my Fathtr's Godfon feck your Life ? 
He whom my Father ram'd. yOur £i^4j-i 

Gla. O Lady, Lady, fliame would have it hid. 

A(^'. W.s he not Companion with the riotous KiiMxts 
Tbat [iiiutd upon my Father i 



J&'»g Lear. 2455 

Git. I koQW not, MadaBH 'tis too bad, too bad. 

Ba^* Yesi Midam. he wis of that Conforc 

Xei. NomirveltheOitboughhewereill-affeSed; 
'Tis they hive put htm on the old Man's Death, 
To have th'expence and va(le of Revenues; 
I have thii prercnt Evening from my SiQer 
B;en well inform'd of them, and with fuch Cautions, 
That if they come to fi)joun) at my Houfe,^ 
111 aot be there. 

Ctrit. Nor 1, aflure thee. Reidii; 
Mdmmmdi I hear that you have {kfva your Father 
A Child-Uke Office. 

B^. It ii my Duty, Sir. 

GU. He did bewray his Pradice, and receiv'd 
Thii hurt you feev driving to apprchead him. 

Or*. Ii he purfued t 

GU, Ayt my good Lord. 

Com. If he be taken, he Ihall never more 
Be fear'd of doing harm, mik& youi own purpo&^ > 

Hov in my ftrength you pleafe ; as yon for, Edmuud, 
Whole virtoe and obedience doth, this inflanr. 
So much comnend it felf, you Aiall be ours j 
Natures of fuch deep ttuft, we Ihall much need t '^ 

You we firft feize on. 

Bsp. IJhall ferve you, Sir, truly, however elfc' 

QU. For him [ thank your (grace. 

Ow«, You kpow not why we cime to viCf you— ^ 

Xf^.Thusoutof re«ron,threddingdark-ey*d night { 
Occafwna, noble G/0/er, of fome Prize, 
Where to we mull hive ufe of your Advice-r— 
Ouri=atherhe hath wiit, fo hath our Sifter. 
Of DiAsrcDcef, which 1 beft thought it fit 
To anfwer fiom our home ; the feveral MelTengers 
From hence attend Difpatch- Our good old Friend 
Lay Comforts, to your Bofom, and oeftow 
Your needful Counfel to our Bt^neQes, 
Whrch crave theinftant uft. 

Gl: I ferve you. Madun. 
Your Graces are right welcome. {Exeuni, 

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149^ ^ifig Lear. 

Enter Kent, and Stea>trdf ftvtr ally. 

Slew. Good diwningto thee. Friend, itt of this UouTe! 

Kent. Ay. 1 

Siejv. Where may we fet our "Horfcs i 

Kent, Ith'Mire. 

■&ew. Prithice if thou lov'ft me, tell me. 

Kent. 1 love thee nor. 

Stetif. Why then I care not &r thee. 

Ke»i. If I had thee in Uft^iay Pinfold, I would nuke 
thee care for me. 

Stnv. Why dofl thou ule me thus ? I know tbn not. 

Kenf, Fellow, I know thee. 

Slew. What doft thou know me for ? 

Kent. A Knave, a Rarcil, an eater of broken Meatt. i 
bate, proud, Ihallow. beggarly, threC'ruii^d, hundred pound, 
jilchy Wooflded-Iloclring Knave, a Lilly-livered, Adion> 
taking, whorfan 6Iafs-gazing, Siiper-ferviceable finical 
Kogue, one- Trunk-inheriting Slave; one that wouldft be t 
Bawd in w^ay of goad Servicd and art nothing but the 
(:-!mpontion"of a Knave, Beggar, Coward, Panda, tnd 
the Son and Heir of a Mungril Bitch ; one whom I will beit 
into clamours whining, if thou deny'ft the leaft Syllable 
pf thy Addition. 

Stew. Why* what a monftrous Fellow art thou, thai 
jCo rail on one, that is neither known of thee, nor knows 
thee f 

Kent. What a brazcn-fac'd Varlet art thou, to deny thou 
knoweftnie f Is it two Days fince 1 tript up thy He- Is, 
and beat tliee before the King i Draw you Rogue, for 
though it be Night, yet the Moon /hines J I'll make a Sop 
o'th" Mjonfliirte of you, you whoribn Culleinly Barbei- 
monger, draw, {Drawing his Siuord, 

Stn^. Awiy, I have nrithfng to do with thee. ■ ' 

Kent. Diaw, you Rafcal ; you come with Letters a^air'ft 

the King, and. take Vanity the puppet's part, againft the 

Royalty of her Father ; draWj you Roj;ue, or Ml fo carbo- 

' mdo your Sharks— —draw, you Rafcal, coms your ways. 

Stew. Help, ho! Murther [ help'.' — - 

Kent. Strike you ^lavc", ftand, Rogue, ftand you neat 
Slave, Jlrike* [Beatmg him, 

■"■'■ ' ■ " '' ' A.aivi^ic stejy. 



King Leac ^.4^7 

Slew. Help ho! Murther, marther 1 ' ■ — r 

Eater Bajiard, Cornwall, Regan, Glotter, and Servants. . 

Bafi, Hbw now, whac's the Matter f Pa^c 

Ktnt, With you, goodman Boy, if you pkafe, comC, 
I'llfiefti ye, come on yoiing Mafter. 

Glo, Weapon's? Arms? what's the Matter here? 

CoTM, Keep Peace upon your Livis, he dies thai ftrikes a- 
gain, what is the Matter i 

Meg. The MeJJcngcrs from our Sifter, and the King ! J 

CorH. What is your diffei^ce? fpeak. 

Slew. I am fcircc in breath, my Lord. 

Kent, No raarvEl, you have fo beftir'd your Valour, you 
, cowardly RafcaltNaturedifclaimsallfharein thee: A Tailor . 
made thee. 

Cora. Thou art a (Irange Fellow, a Tailor make a Man ? 

Kent, A Tailor, Sir/ a Stone-cutter, or a Painter, cnuld 
not have made hiin fo ill, iho' they had heen but two Vears 
o'th* Trade. 

Corn. Speak yet, how grew your Quarrel * 

Stew. The ancieit Ruffian, Sir, whofc Life I have fpat'd 
at lute of his gray beard- 

Kent. Thou whotfon Zed.' thou unneceffary Lette:! my 
Lord, if you will give me leave, I will tread this unbolted 
Villain into Mortar, and daub the Wall of a Jtkes withhim,. 
Spare my gray Beard, you wag-tail I 

Crrv. Peace, Sirrah ! 
You beallly Knave, know you no Reverence \ 

Kent, Yes, Sir. but anger hath a privilege. 

Corn, Why ait thou angry \ 

Ktnt. ThacTuch a Slave as this (hould wear a Swoid, ' 
Who wears no Horefty; Sdch fmiling Roguci as theft, 
Like Rats oft bite the holy Cords a-twain, 
Which art t'inirince, t'unloofc: Smooih every PalSoU 
That in ihe Natures of their Lords rebt}. 
Being Oil to Fire, Snow to their colder Mo; d(, 
Renege, affirm, and turn their Halcyon bcaks^ 
With every gile, and vary of their Mailers, 
Knowing noughr, like Dog^, but following: 
A plague upon your Epilepiick Vifsgf, 

v. , ...lyGocvjmile 



Smile you my Speeches, as I were « Fool; 
Gaoie, if I had you upon Sitrum Plain* 
I'd drive ye cackling home to Cameltt* 

Corn. What art thou ibad. old Fellow! 

6U. How fell you our, fay that i 

Kiitt, No contraries hold more antipathy* 
Than I, and fach a Knave. 

Corn. Whydofl thou call him KnsvefWhatis hisFauIt! 

Ktnt. Hi£ CaunteniRce likes me not. 

Ctru. No more perchance daei mine, nor baSt net hers. 

Kent. Sir, 'tis my/occupacipD to bepliio, 
I have feen better Faces in aay timf} 
Than flinds on any Shoulder that I fee 
Before me, it this inftant. 

Cor». This is fome Fe.ilow, . 

Who having been prais'd for bluntlefi, doth af«^ 
A fawcy roughncf;, and conftrains the garb 
Quite from fiis Nature. He cannot flatter, he. 
An honeft Mind^ and plain, and he rauft fpeak midH 
And they will take ir, foj if not, he's plain. 
Tliefs kind of Kiaves I know, which in this pliinnefi. 
Harbour more Craft, and more corrupter Ends* 
The.l twenty filly ducking obfervantf. 
That ftretcht their Duties nicely. 

Kefjt. Sir, in good faith, in fincere verity. 
Under th' ailowi-ice of your grear Afped, 
Whrtfc influence like the wreath of radiant Fire, 
Or flicking Pkxbus front 

Corn. What mean'ft by this? 

King. To go out of my Diale<ft, which you difcommend 
fu much; I know, Sir, I am no Flatrerer, he that beguil'd 
■you in a plain Accent, was a pUin Knave, which (ot tay 
p3!t [ will not be, though I Ihould win yonr difpteafure to 
increat mc to't. 

Corn. What was th' Offence you gave him? 

Stev}, I never gave him any .■ 
It pleas'd thr King his Mafter, very lately. 
To ftrikc at me upon his Mifconftcudipn, 
When hs c;!mpaft, ard fl.ttering his Dilplcafure, 
Tiipl meberar.d; being down, infulttd, rail'd, 
^ i. , „ .,L.oii> And 



King Lear. 3-499 

And put upon hiin fuch a deal of Mm, . 
That worthied him, got praifes of the King* 
For him attempting, who was fclf-fubdued. 
And in the BeHiment of this dead Exploit, 
Drew on rae here agAin. 

Kent. None of theft Rogues, and Cowards, 
But ^J4x is their Fool. 

Corn. Fetch forth the Stocks. 
You ftubborn ancient Knave, you reverent Braggart* 
We'll tsach you. 

KeMt. Sir, I am loo old to leirn: 
Call not your Stocks for me, I Terve the King i 
On whofe imployment I was Tent td you. 
1f(Ju Ihali do fmall R.efpe9:s, fliev too bold Malice, 
Againft the Grace and Perlbn of my Mifter> 
Stocking his Mefferiger. 
' CvTM. Fetch faith the Stocks; 
As I have Life and Honour, there Ihill he fit 'till Noon^ 

j?e^. Till KoonI 'till Night my Lord, and all Nigh:too.' 

Kent. Why Madam, if I were your Father's Dog, 
You fliould not ufe roe fo, 

Jiei. Sir, being his Knave, X will. ^Siock' ironght out. 

Corn. This is a Fellow of the fclffsmc Colour, 
Our Sifter fpeaks of. Come, bring away the Stocks; 

GU. Let me befeech your Grace, not to do io. 
The King his Mafter needs muft take it ill. 
That he's -To flightly valued in his Meflfenger, 
To haye bim thus retrained. 

Corn. I'll anfwer that. [Kent it put inthe Sleeks^ 

■ Reg. My Sifter may receive it much more worfr. 
To have her (Sentletnan abus'd, ilfaulted. 

(hr». Come, my Lord, away. [Exit. 

Gle. lam forryfor thee, Friend, 'tis the Duke's pleafure, 
Whofe Difpofition all the World well knows 
Will not be rubb'd nor ftopt, I'll intreat for thee. 

Kem. Pray do nor. Sir, I have watch'd and travel'dhard. 
Some time I ftiall fleep out, the reft I'll whjftle.- 
A good Man\ fortune may grow out at Heels; 
Give you good Morrow. 

GU. The Dukc'sto bUme in this, 'twillbeilltaken.[£x'>. 

Ke«t. 



zjoo King Lear. 

Kent, Gdod King, that muft ipprorfi the common Siw* 

Thou out of Heaiv'ns Benedi^ion com'ft 
To the warm Sun. 

Approach thou Beacon to this under Globes 
That by thy comfortable Beami I may 
Perufe this tetter. Nothing almoft fees Miracles 
But Mifery. I know 'tis from Cerdlliay 
Who hath moft forcunatcly been inform'd 
Of my obfcured courfe. I Ihall Bud time 
For this enermous State, and feCk to give 
Loffe? their Remedies. AU weary and o'er-wjtch*cf. 
Take vantrge heavy Eye, not to behold 
This fliamct'ul Lodging. Fortune, f^ood Night» 
Smile once mare, turn thy V/hc-J. [flfc fle^t, 

Enret fldgar. 

Edg. I have h-srtl my itit pr claim'd. 
And by the h;ppy ic-ikw of a Tree, 
Efcap'd^toehunr, No Port is free, no Place 
That guari^, ar,d mcfl ur.ufua! Vigilance 
Does not atter^d fr.y taVirq. Whiles I may fcape 
I will prefervc my Ic!f: And im bethought 
To take the bsK-ft ard moft poorcfl Shape 
That ever penury in ccntempt cf Man, 
Brought near to Hiift: My Fjcel'll grime with filth, 
Biarktt my Loins, put ill my Hi:r in knots. 
And with prcfented Nakednefs O'it-fjce 
The Winds, and perfecmions of the Sky. 
The Country gives me proof and prefident 
Of BedLm tSigj^ars, who with roarirg Voices 
Strike ifi thrir numm'd ani m-'>rlified Arms, 
Pin', wooden Pricks, Nails Sprigs of Rofemapys 
And with this horrible O&jeft, froin low Firms, 
Po.ir pelting Villages, Sheeps-coats, and Mills, ' 
SoTietimes with Lunatick Ban?, fometimes wiiK Prayers, 
Int'orce their Charity : Voar Turlygodt poor Tew, 
That's foinsihing ytt: Edgar I nothing am. [Exit, 

E'iter Lear, /"oo/, and GeiiUmatf. 

Lear. ' Fis ftianjjc that they ihouM fo depart frcm hcmr, 
A^d rtot fend back my M;ffe;'gcr. 

Geitt. As 1 learnV, 
The Night btf^re, there was no purpofc jn them 

'' ' ■ ■■'-■'■^'^Isi'- of 



King Lear. ijoi 

Of thii remove. ' ~ 

JCtMt, Hail to thee. Noble Mafter. 

JUar* Ha, mak'ft thou this Shame thy Fallinie? i 

^mt. No, my Lord. 

FmU Ha, hi, he vears Crewel Girters; Morfcs are ty'd 
by the Meads, Dogj and Bears by th* Neck, Monkeys by 
th' Loins, aad Men by th' Legs ; when a Man u ovet-lufty 
at Legs, then he wears wooden nether Stocks. 

I^r. What's be. t&at haih fo nuch thy place miftook, 
To fet thee here! 

Kent, It is both he and Ihe, 
Your Son and Daughter. 

■Latr. No. 

Xtnt. Yes. 

Lmt, No, I fay^ 

Kent. 1 fay, yea, 
' l.f«n By Jmitert I fweu* do. 

KeMt. By Jumg, 1 fwear ay. 

Lear, They durft not do'tj 
They could nor, vould notdo't^ 'cis worfe than Murther^ 
Todouponrefpedfuch violen: outrage: 
KeJi^ve me with all modeft haite, which way 
Thou mitjht'ft deferve, or they itnpofe this ufage. 
Coming from us i ' '■ 

Kent. My Lord, when attheirhome 
I did commend yourHighnefs Letters to them, 
B'er 1 was rifen from the Place, that Aiewed 
My Duty kneeling/ came there a reeking Pod, 
Stew'd in his hafte, half breathlefs, panting forth 
From GoHeriUhis MiftrtG, Salutation; 
Ddivcr'd Lettfrs fprght of intermiflion. 
Which prefentiy they read: on thofe Contents 
They fummon'd Lp their meiny, flraight took Horfe, 
Commanded me to follow and attend 
The Nifure of their Anfwer, gave me cold Looks, 
And meeting here the other Meffenger, 
Whole welcome I perceiv'd had poifon'd mine. 
Being the very Fellow which of late 
Difplay'd fo fawcily againfl your Highncfs, 
Haw'ng more Man'than Wit about me, I drew; . 

■ ^ -- - , ,- .A.oo_ - He 



tjoi Kinghczt. 

He riis'd the Houfct with loud ana coward crie^ 
Your Son and Daughter found this Trefpafs worth 
The Shame Which here ii fuffers. 

FetL Winter's not gond yet, if the wildGeefeByriiatvajr, 
Fathers that wear Kags do make their Children blind, 
But Fathers that bear B^gs, Ihajl fee their Children kind. 
Fortune, that arrant Where, ne'er turns the Key to th'Poor, 
But for all this thou ^alt have as many dolours for thy dear 
Daughters, as thou canft tell in a Year. 

Lear. Oh how this Mother fwells up towird toy Hetftl 
Hffiericit ptjftf^ down thou climbing Sorrow* 
jliy Element's below; where is this Daughter! 

Kmn With the Earl, Sir, here within. 

ZMr, Follow me not, ftay here. {Bxitl 

Gen. Made you no more OlFenc^ 
But whit you fpeak of. 

Kent., None ••, 
How chance the King comes with fo fmall a Number/ 

Fool, And thou hadft been fet i' th* ^qAs for that Quefti- 
on, ihou'dft y/eXi deferv'd it. 

Kent. Why, FooU 

Fool. We'll Tet thee to School to an Ant, to teach thee. 
there's no labouring i'lh* Winter. Ail that follow their 
Nofes, are led by their Eyes, but Mind Men; and there's not 

a Nofe among twenty, but can (mell him that's ftiuking 

Let go tby hold« when a great Wheel runs downaHiH, left 
it break thy Neck with following; but the great one that 
goes upward, let him draw thee after. When a wife Man 
gives thee better Counfel. give me mine again*, Iwouldhave 
aone but Knaves folloy; it, fince a Fool gives it, 
' Thir, Sir, which ferves and feeks (qt Sain, 
And fellows but for Formi 
Will pack when it begins to Rain, 
And leave thee in a Storm, 
And I will tarry, the Fool will &tjl 
And let the wife Man fly: 
The Knave turns Fool that ruas away. 
The Fool no Koive perdy. 

Enter Lear and GioRer. 

Kint. Where learn'd you this. Fool? 

Ftol. Not i'th* Stocks, Fool, Coo^^l 

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King Lear. ijoj 

Za»-, Denjr to 'fpteak wkh mel they ate fick. they ttt 

f weary f 
They haiw.tMvelI'd all the Nighc/ meer fetches. 
The Images of revolt and flying off. 
Fetdi me « .better Anfwer ■ - — 

Glo. My dear Loid. 
You know the 6ery quality of the Dukc> 
Mow UDreroovciible tnd fizt Ke.ii* 
In his own courfe. 

Ltar. Vengeance! PlagueJDeuhl Confufion ]— — . 
Fiery f whjt qutlity f why GUfier, GUfier, 
I'd fpeak with the Duke ,of Ceruwatl, and his Wife. 

CU. Weil, my good Lord> I have inform*d thcqi fo. 

Lesr. Inform'd thea/ daft thou Hnderflaiul me, Mani 

Clo, Ay. -my good txad, 

Zedf. The,^ing wfiuld ^eilcwithCmwif/^thedeAi'Fa- 

(iher 
Would with his Daughter fpeak. Command lends Service, 

Are they inform'd ofthisf My Bre^hjnd BJood! • 

FieryJ the fiery Duke, tell the hot Duke thu— ^-— * 

No. but not yet, may be he is not well« 

Infirmity ^Qth ftitJ ntgk& ali Office. 

Whereto pur Health is bound } we are not our felves. 

When Nature being opprcft, commaodsihe Mind 

Tofuffer wirh the Body.^ I'll forbear. 

And am fUl'n out with my more headier will. 

To take the indifpos'd jnd ficldy lit. 

For the found Man. -Death on my State; wherefore 

Should he fit here? This A&: perfi»desme. 

That this. reiDotioaof the Duke:and her 

Is practice only, give me my Servant forth ; 

Go, -tell the Duke and's Wife, I'A fpeak with thenj : 

Now prefently— — Bid them coroe forth and hear inr. 

Or at their Chamber Door I'll he»t the Drum, 

^Till it cry Sleep to Death. 

Clt. I would .have alt well betwixt you. [£*//. 

Lear. Oh me, myjtleart! my lifingHeart! but down. 

Ftml. .Cry to it, Nuticie. a* the Cockney did to the Bels, 
when he put them i'th' Pafle alive, he.knapt 'cm o'lh'Cox- 
combi with a Stick, and cry'd, dawQ wmtom, dowoi 'twas 



2504 i:/»gLcar. 

his Brother^ that in pure kindnefs to his Horfe battered bii 
Hay. 

Enter CoroWalt, Regan, Glofter, and Servams, 
Liar. Good Morrow to you both. 
Corn. Hail 10 your Grace. [Kent iifet at libtrtj, 

Reg. I am glad to fee your Highnels. 
Ltar. Regany I think you are, I know what reafon 
I have to think fo, if thou Aiouldft nor be glad* 
I would divorce me from thy Motherj Tomb, 
Sepulchring an Aduherefs. O, are you free ? \Tq Kent; 
Some ether time for that. Beloved Regan^ 
Thy Sifter's naught: 0}a RegAH, Ihc hath tied 
Sharp-toot h'd unkindncfs, like a Vulture, here ; 
1 CIO fcarce fpeik to thee, thou'lt not behevc 
With how deprav'd a quality-- Oh *<^*«/— 

Reg. I pray you, $ir, take patieoce, I htve hopo 
You lefs know how to value her deferr. 
Than (he to fcant het Duty. 
Lexr. Siyi How isthai? — ^ 
Reg. I cannot think my Sifter in the leift 
Would fail her Obligation. If, Sir, perchance 
She have reftrain'd the Riots of your Followers, 
'Tis on fuch ©round, ard to fuch wholcfomcndj 
As clears her from all blame. 
Lear. My Curfts on her. 
Reg. O Sir, you are old. 
Nature in you ftands on the very Verge 
Of her confin^ ; you Hiould be rulM and led 
By fome difcretion, that difcerns your State 
Better than you your felf: Therefore I pray you. 
That to our Sifter you do make return, 
Say you have wrong'd her. 

Lgar, Ask her forgivenefs! 
Do you but mirk how this becomes the Houfe? 
Dear Daughter, I confefs that I am old ; 
Age is unneceffary : On my Knees I beg. 
That you'll vouchfjfe me Raimenr, Bed, and Food. 

Reg. Good Sir, no more: thefe are unlightly Tnch: 
Return you to my Sifter. 

Lear. Never, Regan: 
She hath abated mc of half my Train: , ^ 

-'■ ■■'■^''^^' took'd 



King Lear. 15 oy 

Look*d i>lack up6n me. flriicb me with her Tongue 
Mod Serpent-like, upon the very heart. 
■iAli the ft6t'd vengeances of Heav'n fall 
Qn her ingiatiful tc^ : Strike her young boner* 
You taking Airs, wirh Limenefs. 
Cmt. Fie, Sir /fie! 

Liar. You nimble Lightning;, dart your Uinding flimet 
Into her fcornful Eyes: Enft£t her Beauty. 
You Fen-fuck'd Fogs, drawn by the powerful Sun 
To fall, and biiftcr. , > 

Rti. O the blea Sods ! 
So will yoli wilh on mr, when the ralh mood is oo. 

Lt/w. No, *ej4»,, thou (halt never hive my curfti 
Thy render-hefted Nature (hall not give 
Thee o'er to harlhnefs ; Her Eyes are fierce, but thiM - i 
Do comfort, and not burn. 'Tis not in ihee 
To grudge my Pleafurej, to cut off my Trains 
To bandy hafly word<, to fcant my fizcs, 
And in concludon, to oppofe the bolt 
/Lgaiod my coming in. Thou better know'ft ->'; 

The Offices of Nature, Bond of Child-hood, 
£ffe&s of CourteSc, and Dues of Gratitude.* 
Thy half a'th'Kinfjdoni haft thou not forgor. 
Wherein. I thee endow'd. 

Ji«g. Good Sir, to th* purpofc. [Trumptl withtH. 

Lear, Who put my Man I'rh' Stocks i 

Enter Steufurd, 
Corn. Whit Trumpet's ihat/ 

Si£',l know't. my Siflet's : This approves her Letter* 
Xhit (he would foon be here. Is your Lady comef 
Lear, ThU is a Slave, whofe eafie borrowed pride 
C>wejls in the fickty grace of her he follows. 
Out VaHer, from my fight. 

Oj-». What means yopr Gr^ce ? 

Enter Gonerillt 
X.ear. Who ftockt my Servant ? ^r^M, Ehavegrod hope 
rhou didft not know on't. 
\^lio comes here} O Heav'ns/ 
If you do love old Men ; if your fwcet fway 
A-Uow Obedience; if you your felyei are old, 
fV^ake it your caufe : Send down and tike my par^ 

Vol. V. " F f ' ArC 



Alt not lAiara'd to look upon this Beard { 

Re£Mi, will you take htr by the Hind^ 

QoH. Why DOC by th*haii(f» &irf How bare I offeodedij 
All's not offence thit indtfcretroa find% ' 

And dotige lerms fo. ' , 

Liar, O lides> you ire too tough [ W^U you yet holdf 
How. Ame my Mtn i'ch'Scocbs f 

CtrM* I fet hin) ihere. Sir .- Biit his dwin Dtlbrden 
Deferv'd mach lefs advacemeni. 

LeAr, You / Did you f 

Reg. I pray you. Father, being weak, fecin i». 
Iff 'till the expiration of yonr Month, 
You wifl return and fujourn with my Siderv 
DifmiQiag half your train, come then to nir, 

1 im now from home , and ouc of that provifion. 
Which ftiall be needful for your entertainiDcot. 

LcAr. Return (0 her / and fifty Men.difmifVd J 
No, rather 1 abjure ^I roofs, and chufe 
To wage againft the enmity o'ch* Air. 
To be a Comerade with the Wolf and Owi, 

Neeeffity's ftiiip pinch Retarn with her ? 

Why t The hot-bloody'd Fnaice, that Dowcrlels toofc^ 
Our youngeft born, 1 could as well be brought 
To knee his Throne, and Squire-tike Penlion be^, 
^4 Ivep bais Life a-foot \ return with her t 
Perfwade me rather to he SlaVeirid Sumpter 
To this detefted Groom. 

Con* At your choice, Sir. 

h*». I prithee, Daughter* do bet make me Awi, 
I will not trouble thee, my Child. Firewrll; 
We'll no more meet, no more fee one another. 
But yet thou art my Fk(h, n^ Blood* iby Dinghtnr, 
Or rather a difeafe that's in my fiefh. 
Which I muft needs call mine ; Thou art>a Bilt, 
A plague-fore, or irabolfed Cdrbund? 
in my corrupted blood; but I'll not chide tfaer* 
Let fhiine come when it will, I do not call il^ } 
I do not bid the Thunder* Bearer ihobt, 
Kor tell tales of thee to high^jndging J«vn 
Mend whea i^a canft, ^e better at <thy Idfwr* 



Ki^g Lear. zf 07 

I can be pMieot* I cin ftiy with Rtgti»t 
I and niy faiBidred Koigh». 

Rig, Not altogether foi 
I loo^d)K>tf(x you yet, norsnaprovrded 
For your £t vehome ; give 'Ctr, Sir, to niy Sifter { 
For thbfe ihbt mingle mfen «rkti your paffion, 
Muft be content to think 73^ old, md fo — . " i ' 

But (he knows vbat (he does. 

Zmt. Is this well -f^obtR t ■ 

Rtg, I dare ivoucb it. Sir; what, fifty fallow<ar$ { 
Is it not wcUl: What ftrcntd you need ofmoce^ 
Yeis 9r fo many { Sith that bot^ charge and dang«r. 
Speak 'gaitft To great a nufnber x How in one fioule 
Should many People, under rwocooHnands, ' 
Hold aurit)^ i 'TisJaard, almeft nnfmfliblew 

Cm. Wifafr m^t not you, my Lord, x^ceuat attelKtiM>e 
From thofe ,diaC the calis fervahts, or from nine j 

Rtg. W% not> ray Lord \ If then thef dumcM lo'flicfc ye 
We «oUM concroll them ; if you will come to oie. 
For ffliw I f|>y a danger, I intreat you 
T-9 bring but five and p4/ehty ; to no more 
Will I give place or noticci 

hi)u. I g'lve yon all ■ ■ ' ■■ 

Ji^. And in good time you gaveit. 

l^ar. Made yon my Giurdians, ^y DepaGtaries, 
But keep a refarvation to be followed 
With fu(;ha number ; Whatmuft Icometoyoa 
With five and twenty \ RegAH, faid you fo / ' 

Rtg, And fpcjk't again, my Lord, no more with jBtS 

X»r. Thofe wicked Cre&iares -yet do look wsU-favetirM 
When others are more-'wicked, <nQt being the worft 
Stands jn £»ik rank of praife ; I'll go with thee. 
Thy fifty yet doth double fife md twenty ; 
And thou art twice her Love. 

Gm. Hear me, my Lord { 
What <need you five ind twenty ! Ten I Or fivi! 
To follow in a houfe, where twt<» fo many, 
HaVe a commaod to tend yout 

Rtg^ What need one ! 

Ltitf. O reafon not the need : Oar baftft Be^rs 
Are in the poorefi thing fupetfljioui ; i..doQlc 

F f z Mow 



- 150^ ^^^^ ^^^• 

Allow not Naturr, more than Nature need', 

Min's Life is cheap as Beafti. Thou art a Lidy } 

If only to go warm were gorgeous, 

Why Nature needs not what thou gorgeous weat'ft. 

Which tcarccly keeps thee warm j bur for true nced« | 

You Heav'os, give me tbat patience, patience I need. 

You lee me here, you Gods, a poor old Man. 

As full of Grief as Af;c, wretched in both. 

If it be you that ftir thcfe Dau/hers l^earts ■ ■ 

Againft theit Father^ foot me not I0 much. 

To bear it tamely. : Touch me with noble Anger, 

And let not Womens weapons, water drops, ■ 

Stain ray Man's cheeiis. No, yoD unnatural Hi^, 

I will have fuch revenges on you both. 

That all the World Ihall 1 will do fuch things 

What they are yefi I know not,' but they A11II be 
The terrors of the Birth i you -think I'll weep, 
'No* ril not wecpi I have full caufeof weeping. ■ 

[Storm atdTimf^, 
But this Heart (hall break irto a l\u''dred thoufindflaws* 
Or e'er I weep. O Fool,. I IhaU go mad. [Bxemtt, 

Cron. Let us withdraw, 'twill be a Storm. 

Rtg, This Houfe is little, the old Man aitd's People 
Cannot be well beftow'd. 

Cm, *Tis his own blame hath put himfelf from reft. 
And muft needs tafte his folly. 

Reg. For his particular, I'll receive htm gladly, j 

But not one follower. 

Gm. So am \ purpos'd ; ' 

Where is my Lord of GUfier i 

Enter Glofter. 

Cem. Followed the old Man forth j he is reiurnV. 

Cl«, The King is in high rage. 

Cnii. Whither is he going i | 

GU. He calls to Horfe, but vUl ( k'ow nnt whither.^ 

C»ni. *Tii beft to give htm way, he leads bimfclf. j 

Gem, My Lord, intreat himJiy no means to flay. - 

GU. Alack, the Night comes on : and the fa^h wiad» 
Do forely ruffle, for many Miles about 
There's Icarce a Bufli. . 

Jf^. O Sir, to wilful Mtn, ■ t^.oo^^k 1 

Tte i 



King Lear. i^o?- 

The injuries i hit they themfilves procure, 

Muft be their Scfaool-Mafters : Shut Up your doors; 

He is attended with a defpente rrair. 

And wh« they may incenfc him to, being apt 

(To hive his Ear abus'd, Wifdom bids fear. 
Or«. Shut upyOurdoorS) my Lord, 'tis a wild Night. 
My Rtg'ft Counfels w«il : Coib« out o'th' Storm. [£*M»f. 

A CT III. S C E N E I. 
/SCENE A Heath. 

ASttrm it beard with Ttumdtr and Lfgh»i»i. Enter Kent, 
Md » Gentlemaih Jevtrally. 

Kent. \T/Ho's there bcfides foul weither? fquietly 

W G(»r, One minded like the weaiherj moft un- 
Kent, I know you : Whert's the King? 
Gent. Contending with the fretfiil Elements; 
Bids the wind blow the Earth into the Sea, 
Or fwell the curled Waters 'bove the Miin, ■ 
That things might change, or ceafe. 
'Kent. Gut who is with him f 
■ Gtnt. None but the Fool, who labours to out'jeft 
His heart-ltruck injuries. 

Kent. Sir, I do know you. 
And dire up^n the warrant of my note 
Commend a dear thing to you. There is divifioQ 
("Although as yet the face of it is cover'd 
With mutual cunning) 'twixt Albany and CcrmvAlU 
Who have, as who have not, that their great Stars 
Thron*d and fet high, Servants who feem no lefs. 
Which are to rrance the Spies and Speculations 
[ntelligent of our State. What haih been feen. 
Either In foufFs and packings of the Dukes, 
Or the hard Rein which both of them have born 
f\gain(l the old kind King ; or lomething deeper, 

iVfaereoft perchance, ihefe are but furniftiings 

Oertt, I will talk further with you. 
Kent, No, do not ; 

'or confinastioD that I am much more 



.,Coo;; 



Ff 3 Than 



Tbin my eat<wall} omd this pmCf. and take 
What it coocaiiH* If you Qitll Tee Ciri^Ji4| 
As feat not but you (hall, Aicw hei that Ring* 
And fhewill tel) you who tbis Fellow ii* 
That yet you do hot know. Fy on this ftorm, 
I will go feck the King. 

Qeat. Give me your handt 
Have yon no more to fiy? 

Kent. Few wordt. but to effed more than all yet ; 
Thit wheo we have found the King, in which your pain 
That wayi I'll this : He that fiift lights on hiiOt 
Hollow the other. [EjietM, 

Storm fiill. Enter Lcat and FwL 

Ltdr. Blow Winds, and crack your Cheeks j Rage, blew 
You Caearads, and-Hurricano'tfpourt 
*TUI you have drenchi our Steeples drown theCocki. 
You Sulph'rousand thought-executing fires, 
Vaunt-curriors of Oak-cIeiving Thunder-bolts, 
Sindge my white head, ^nd thou atl-Aiaking Thunder^ 
Strike flat the thick Rotundity o'th' World, 
Crack Nature's moulds, all Germains fpill at once 
,That makes ingriteful Man. 

FoeL O Nunde, Court-holy-water in a dry Houfr, it 
better than the Rain-water out o'door. 6ood Nuncle, io, 
ask thy Daughter's bleCGng; here's « Night pities o«itha 
Wife-men, nor Fools. 

tear. Rumble thy Belly full, fpit Fire, fpout Rain ; 
Nor Rain, Wind, Thunder, Fire are my Daughters j 
I taznot.you, you Elements, with unliindrefs, 
I never gave jou Kingdom, call'd you Children, 
You owe me no fubfcription. Then let fall 

Your hornble pleafurc ; Hetc I ftsnd your Slave, 

A poor, infirm, weak, and defpis'd old Man: 
But yet I call you fervile MiniAcrs, 
That will with two pernicious Daughters join 
Your high-engendei*d Battel, 'giinll a head 
So old and white aj this. O, ho .' 'tis foul. 

Fool. He that has a Houfe to put's head in, has a good 
Head-piece: - 

The Codpiece that will houff, before the head h^ »oy: 
The head, and he (hall Lowfe; fo Beggars marry many. 

That 



Thai Minthat maltes hi»v», wkx-hi^hb beat IhouIc^iB^e, 
ShaU oi t Co^n ciy wot, slid turn ^s fleep to wakr. 
For thefe wa& never yet fair Woaun* but Aie rnide mouths 
in a Glafs. 

Emit Kent. 

£f«r. No, I via be (he patiern of »]) Pitiencf, , 
I will fay notb^ng. 

Km. Who's tberei 

Fast. Marry hcre^ Gmc?, and a Codpirce, that's a Wife- 
man, and a Fool. ' 

Kent. Alas Sir, arc you here/ things that k>v« Kigbt, 
Love not fuch Nights oschfre: the wratlfuliSkie* 
Galiow the very wanderers of ehe dark, 
And make them keep their Cavci t Since I was Man, 
Such (beets of fir£, fiich builH of horvid thunder. 
Such groans of roaring Wind, and ^lin, I never 
Remember to hive heard. Man's Natuie cannot Cirry 
Th'affliflioD, not the fear. 

-Lear. Let the great Gods» - 
That keep thit dreviful puddcr o'er our heads, ' 
Find out their enemiesDOw, Tremble thou Wretcfa» 
That hoR within thee undivulgcd Cnraes 
Unwbiptof Juftice. Hidethee, thou bloody hand) 
Thou Perjur'd, and thou Simular of Virtue 
That art inceftuous ; CaitiiF> to pieces fliake> 
That under covert and convenient Teeming 
Has prad;b'd on Man's life. Ciofe pent up guUti, 
Rive your concealing Continents, and cry 
Thefe dreadful Summoners grace. I am a Man, 
More finn'd againfti than Unning. 

Ke>it. Alack, bire-headedi 
Gracious my Lsrd, tard by here is 4 Hovel, 
Some friendflitp will it lend you 'gainft the tcmpcfl! 
Repofe you there, while 1 to this hard Hoiife 
(More birder than the Stones wheieof 'tis rus'd; 
Which even but now, demanding after you, 
Deny'd me to come inj return, and force 
Their fcanted cc«rteGe, 

Ltar. My witS begin to turn- 
Come on my Boy. How doft my Boy f Art cold/ 
I am cold my felf. Where is this Straw^ my ^c^?^' 

. Ff ^ The 



2,5 1 2. &tig Leat. , 

.The art of our tfeceffities is ilrai^f. 
And can make vild things precious.' Come, your Hovel; . 
Poor Fool, and Knave, I have one part in my heart 
^That's forry yet for thee. 

Fool, ffe that hat and a little tjue mt, 

iVilh heigh ho, the U^md uni the R4m, 
Mtffl make Content ■with hii Fortitws fit, 
f Though the Rain it raineih every d*y. 

Lear. True Boy : come bring us to this H ')vel. . ^£.v(>. 
Feol. This is a brave Night tu cool a Cuni:M»: 
I'll fpeak a Prophecy e'er 1 go ; 
- WhenPrietls are more ia words, than matter, 
When Brewers marr their Matt with Water; . 
When Nobles are their Tailors Jurors, 
No Hcreticlcs burn'd, but wenehes Suitor^ 
When every Cafe in Law is right. 
No Squire in Debt, nor no poor -Knight, 
When Slanders do not live in tongues. 
Nor CuF-purfes come not to throngs. 
When UCurets teirtheir Gold itth' geld. 
And Bawds'and Whores do Churches build; 
Then ihall the Realm of Albitn come to great confuGor, 
Then comes the time, who lives to fee'c 
That going Qiall be us'd with feet. 
This Prophecy Merlin Ihail make. 
For I do live before his time. [Exit' 

SCENE II. An Apartment in Glofter'r 

Caftle. 

Enter Glofler and Baflard. 
GU. Alack, a'ach, Edmund, I like not thit unnaturaldeal- 
. ing ; when I defircd their leave that I might pity him, they 
took from me the ufe of mine own Houle, charg'd ine on 
pain of perpetual Difpleafure, neither to fptak of tiim, entreat 
f jr him, or any way fuftain him. 
Bafi. Moft fivage tinnacural. 

Glo. Goroo; fiy you nothing. Tliere is divifion be- 
tween the Dukes, and a worfe matter thin th^t: I have 
received a Letter ttiis Nigbt, 'tis dangerous to be (poken, I 
have lock'd the Letter in my Clrlct, thefe foiuties the King 



King Lear. *5< j 

now bears, will be revenged home; there is pirt of a Power 
ilreadjr footed, we mull incline to tiie King,. X will look 
him, and privily relieve bim ; go you and maintain talkwith 
the Duke, that my Charity be not of him psrceiv'd; if he 
tsk fornie, lam it), and gone to Bed> if I die for it, as 
noUfs is threatned me, the King my old Maftcr muft be 
relieved. There is ftrange 'things toward, Edrnxnd, pray 
you be careful. [£*(>. 

Bdfi. thU Courtefie forbid ihee, OislI the iJuke 
Inftantly know, and of that Letter tooj 
This feems a fair de(erving, and muft draw rae 
That which my Father lofes; no lefs than all, ' 
The younger rifts, when the old doth fall. ■ [£*//. 

S C E N E III. Part of the Heath with 
a Hovel. 

Enter Lear, Kent, and Fool, 

KtHt, Here is the place, my Lord, good my Lord, enter. 
The Tyranny ot the open Night's too rough 
For Nature to endure. [Storm fiiU. 

lA4.r» Let tde alone. 

Kent. Good my Lord, enter here. 

Vtttr, Wilt bttak my Heart! 

Kent. I hid rather break mine own; good my Lord enter, 

Xfrfr. Thou tbink'ft 'tis much that this contentious ftorm 
Invades us to the Skin fo; 'cis to thee,- 
But where the greater Malady is fixt. 
The Icffer is Tcarce felt. Thou'dft fliun a Bear, 
But if thy flight li^hc toward the roaring Sea, 
. Thou'dft meet the Bear i'th' Mouth i when the Mind's free. 
The Body's delicate; the tempcft in my Mind, 
Doth from my Senfcs tjke all feeling elle. 
Save what beats there. Filial ingratitude ! 
Is it not as this Mouth Ihould tear hti Hand 

For lifting food to't/-^ But I will puntfh homci 

No, I will weep no more — ■•In fach a Nighr, 
To (hut mc out i Pour on, I will endures ■ 
Jn fuch St Night as tUbi O %<*, GotseriU, ' - 

n , ,. A.oiwiyour 



2,514 X*H ^^^^^^ 

Youc oU iv^ Fathsr, whoSa §mik HwtgaKc.al 
O t^t way madnefi lyes. 1« me (hun li»V 
No mare of th^t. 

iCfMi?. Good my Lord, enter b*""** 

jU4r. Pritt^e go in thy felf, ftek thioe ova tale. 
This Tempeft wilt not give me letve to ponder 
On thing; vauld hurt oic more, but I'll go in. 
In Boy, go firft. You houfelels Poverty—— [Ettit F*»L 
Nay, getthtf in; I'll pray, and (hen I'll fleep -^ ■ - 
Poor naked Wretches, wherefote'er you are 
That bide the pelting of this pitilefs Storm, 
-How ftiall your houfdefi Heads and iiafed iidss 
Your lop'd ind window^l raggednefs, deiend you 
Fioni feafons fuch as thefe/ O I have ta'en 
Top little care of this; take Phyfick, Pomp, 
Expofe thy felf to feel, what Wretches feel. 
That thou may'ft (hake the SupeiBux to them. 
And fhew the Hpav'ns more jaO'' 

Enter Edgar, difgms'd Uh <> Mtidman and FotL 

JE4g; Fathtw and tialf> l^aibom and hilf .' poor Tnm, 

F«oL Come not in here Nuncle, htre's a Spirit, help mc, 
help pie. 

Kent. Give imethy Hand, who's thtrei 

Fool, A Spirit, a Spirit, he f»ys bis N^me's^poor Tom, 

Kent. What art thou that do'll grumble there i'th^ Straw \ 
powe forth. 

Edg. Away, thf foiil Fiend foHows me, through the 
jharp Hawthorn blow th« Winds. Huiapb, go to ihy Bed 
and warm thee. 

te*r. Didfi tbou give all to thy Z>au^teFs{ And an 
thou come to this^ 

F.4g- Who gives spy thing to poor Tiw! whom the 
foiil Fiend harh led through Fire, and through Fkine, 
through Sword, ^nd Whirlpool, o'er Bog, and Quagmire, 
that hath laid Knives under kit Pillow, and Hiliers in his 
Pue^ ret Ratsbane by his Poiredge, made him proud of 
Heart, to ride on a Ray trotting Horfe, over four archM 
Bridges, ro courfe his owa Aadow for a Triit«r-, bJels 
thy five Wits, r«w's 4 Co!d. O do, de, dr?, de, do, dr, 
Uefs thee from Wkirlc-.winds Stai'blafting. and taking, do 
V. , . A. 00 poor 



f06t Tmm foBK ClMfit;, whoin the fetil Fiend vexe^ 
There eould I have him now. and ihorv, and here again, 
and there, [Starm fiitU 

Lear, Have his Daughters brought hint to thtspafs^ 
^Could'ft thou fave nothing / wcmld'ft thou sivc "em all? 

Faal, Na]r> he relerv'd a Blanket, elfe we hid been all ' 
Aam'd. 

Lear. Now all ihe t4agtiet that in the peiulnlous Air '' 
Hutg &ted o'er Mens faulir, I'ght on thy Daughters. 

Kent. He hath no Daughters,' Sir. 

Lear. Deaih, Traitor, nothing could have ftibdu'd Nature 
To fHch a Lownefs, but his unkind Daughters. 
Is it the Pafllion, that difcarded Fathers 
Should have thus little mercy on their Flelh J 
Judicious Puniihmant, 'twas this Flefli begot 
.Thofe Pelican Daughteis. 

£d£. Pilticock fat on Pillicock-hill, alow ; aloWj loo, ho, 

Ft^. This cold Night will turn us ait to Fools, andiVlad-< 
men. 

E^. Take heed o' th' foul Fiend, obey thy Parents, keep 
thy word, do Juftice, fwear nor, commit not with Man's 
fworn Spoure; fet noi thy Sweet-hcarf. on proud array. 
7«m's a cold* 

Lear, Wbat4uft thou been? 

Edg, A Ssrvingman, proud in Heart, and Mind: That 
curl'd my Hair, wore Glovet in my Cap, fcrv'd the Luft 
of my Miftrefs Heart, and did the aift of darknefs withher^ 
Swore as many Oathi, as I fpakc words, and broke ihem in 
the fweet Face of Hciv"n. One, that flept in the contri- 
ving Luft, and wak'd to do it. Wine lov'd I dearly; 
Diccdeariyj and in Woman, out-paramour'd the Tnr^. 
Fallc of Heart, light of Ear, bloody handed. Hog in Hoih,' 
Fox in ftealtb. Wolf in greedinefs. Dog in madoels,Lionin. 
prey. Let not the creaking of Shooes, rnr the ruRling of 
Silks, betray thy poor Heart to Woman. Keep thy Foot 
out ofBrothelf, thy Hand out of Placket?, thy Pen from 
Lenders Books, and defie the foul Fiend. Still through the 
Hawthorn blows the ctrfdWind: Says fuum, mun, nonny. 
Dolphin my Boy, Boy Sefejt Let himtroi by. 

[SmmfiiU, 

Lear, 



Lt4r; Thoa>«Fert better in a Gnve» tfaintoanfwer wi>h ' 
thy' uncovec'd Body, this extremity of the Skies. Is Mao 
rip more thin this? Confider him well. Thou ow'ft- the 
Worm no Silk, the Beift no Hide. th( Sheep no Wool* 
tfae Cat no Peffumc. Ha! Here's three on's ire fophiOica- 
lad. Thou ait the thing it Jelf ; unaccommodated Man, 
is no more but fuch a poor, bare, forked Animal ai thou 
art. Qff, oti you Lendings -. Come, unbutton here. 

[Tiaritig effhis GoAihi, 

Enter Glofter wilh a Torch. 

F0pI. Pretbee Muncle be conteoted; 'tis a naughty Night 

to fwim in, tjow a little Fire in a wild Field, were like 

aa old Letchei'i Heart, a fmallSpaiki and all the reft on's Bo< 

dy cold J look, h^re comes a walking Fire. 

Ed£, This is the foul Flibbertigibbet; he begins at Cui^ 

' few, and walks atFirft Cock; he gives the Web and the 

tin, iquints the Eye, and makes the Hair^lipj Mildevs 

the white Wheat, tnd hurts tl|e poor Creature of the 

Earth. 

Swithold fueled thrice tte tl^; 
He met the Niiht-Mare, And her Nii^-foUf 
Bid her dli^hf, and her treth-ptight^ 
j4nd drajnt thee Witchf arojnt thet. 
Kent. How fares your Grace/ 
X^r. What's he? 

Kent. Who's there/ what is'( you fLck/ 
Gh. Whit are you there! Your Names? 
Edg, Poor7«», that eats the fwimming Frog, the Toad, 
the7od-pol^ the Wall<neur, and i\\& Watet-neutj that in 
the fury of his Htatt, when the foul Fiend rag«, EaB 
Cow-dung for Sallets; fwallowsthe old Rar. and the Oicch- 
dog; drinksihegeen Mantle of the ftanding Pool; Whois- 
whipt f,om Tyiliingto Tything. and ftockt, punilh'd, and 
impriron'd: Who hath three Suits to his Back, Hx Shirts 
to his Body; 

Herfe to ridty and Weapon to wear-^ 
T.m Mice, and Sats, and fitch fmall Dear, 
Have been Tom's food for feven long Tear^ 
Beware my Foliower. Peace Smulkin, peace thou Fiend, 
Clo. What, hath your Grace no better Company? 

r, .A.oo> Edg. 



King Lear. » J » 7 

£</(r. The Prince of Darknefs is a Gentleinar, Mui» hc*J 
ca'fd, and Mdhu. 

GU, Oar Flefti and Bloody my Lord, is grown fo vjle, 
that he doth hite whit it gets. 

Edg. Poor Tem'i i-cold. 

• Qio. Go in with rr.cj. my duty cannot fuffier 
T' obey in all y ""ur Dmghters hard commands : 
Thoughthcir injunftion "be to bar my Doors* 
And let this tyrannous Night take hold upon you, 
Yet have I yentur'd to come to leek you out. 
And bring ynu where both fire and food is ready. 

Lettr. Firft let me talk with this Phflofopber ; 
■ What is the caufc of ThufiderJ 

Ketu. Good, my Lord,' rake his offer, 
'Go'Jnto th'Houfp. 

Lear. \'\\ talk a word with this fame learned 7i«^»: 
What tj your Siudyj 

Edg. How to prevent the Fiend, and to kilt Vermin* 

Lear. Let us ask you one word it private. 

KeKt, Importune him once more to go, my Lord, 
His wits beginVunfertld. 

Gh. Cirrt thou blame him? [Storm fiUL 

His DiughctTS feek his death; A(i, thit jrood Kent! 
He fa id it would be thusj poor baniOi'dMao. 
Thou iayeft the King grows mad, I'll tell thee. Friend^ 

■ I am almoft mad my (elf, 1 had a Son, 

Now out-law*d from my Blood, he fought my Life 

But lately, very late; I lov'd him, Friend, ' 

No Father his Snn dearer: True to tell thee, 

The grief hath craz'd my Wits. What a Night's this f 

I do befeech your grace. 

Lear. O cry you mercy. Sir: 
Noble Ph'lofoph:;r, your company* 

EJ^t Tom's a-cb|d. 

GU. In, Fellow, there, into ih' Hovel; keep thee warm*" 

ttMr. Come, itt's in all, 

Ktnt. This way, my Lord. 

Lear. With, him j 
I willkcfp ftill with my Philofopher. 

Kent. Good, my Lord, foothhim j let him ta&c the Fellow* 

■ Gil#. Tike him you on. . " ~ i"',"'",C."oo«;i 



ij i8 King Lear. 

Kem. Simhi ceoAe on ; Goalbnj with m. 

Ledr, Come, good Aibtman. 

Glo. No vords, no vords, huJh.' 

Edg, Child Rni/Uttd to tl|ie dar^ Tower ciae. 
His word was ftill, fie, foh, and fum, 
I fmell the Bltfod of a Sriiijb. Mir. [Extmit. 

SCENE IV. GlofteiV Cafh. 

Bnur Cornwall attd B/tfiard, 

Corn, I will hfve revengf, e'er 1 depaic hit Houfe. 

Jt«jf. How, my Lord, I may becenfut'd, that Nftture 
thus gives way to Loyalty, fomethtng fears Hie t9 think of. 

Corn. I now perceive, it was doc :a1togethcr your Bro* 
ther's evil DifpoHtion made him feek his Death: But a 
provolung Merit let a wotk by a reprovable bidnefs in him' 
fclf. 

]^. Hov pMliciqasis u^ Fortune, that I maft repent 
to be juft/* Tbi« is the Letter which he fpoke of; which 
approve^ him mi iatelligent party to ihe advint«gei of 
France. O Heavb's! that this Trealbn were not^ or not 
1 the Deteftor. 

Ctfrifi @o with ffleto the Dutehefs. 

Sdfi, If the matter of this Paper be certain, yea have 
miishty Buiincfs in Hand. 

Cortt. True or falfe, it hath made thee Earl of Gltfifr : 
Seek out where thy Father is, that he may be ready for 
otir apprehension. 

Baji. If I find him comforting the King, it will ftnff 
his Sfl^icion more fully. I will perlcvcre in my courfe of 
Loyalty, though the confiifi be fore between th«c and -my 
Blood. 

Cmrm. I will lay truft upon thee ; and Chen flrtlt find t 
dear Ftiher in my Love. .[£ammm. 

SCENE V. A Chamber. 

Enter Kent and Glbfterj 

GU. Here is better ihin the open Air. take it thankfully: 

I will piece out the comfort witt what ad4ition I can-, t 

Vill not belong from you. "" ~ ~ ££«*/. 



iGuig Leu. ^419 

Kmt. AH the power of bis Wits, have g^vta w»y to his 
Impicience: The Gods reward your Kindncfi. 
Emtr Lxili Edgar, onHFtpl. 
Edg. FrMtrrito calls me, ind relit me Nen is wt Angler 
in the L.ike of Du-kncfst Pray tnnocesi, and tAwMi the 
foul Fiend. 

FoU, Prithee, Nuocle, tell me* whether a MtdftnA be k 
Gentleman, or a Yeoman. 
£e4r. A King, a King. 

Faii. No, he's a Yeoman, that has a Gentleman 16 hit 
Sen: For he's a Veooian that fees his Son a Gentlbrasn be- 
fast him. 

Lear. To have a thoufand with red barntng Spits 
Come hizzing in upon 'em. 
Edg, Blefs thjr five Wits. 
Kmmu O pity ! Sir, where is the patience dov. 
That you fo oft have boafted to remain / 

Edg, My Tears begin to take his part to much 
They mir my Counterfeiting. {jljidt. 

Lent. Tho htile Dogf ahd all, 
Tritjf, BUhch, ind Sii;«et-htdrt -^ fee, they bark at Cnfe- — 

Edg. Tom will tlirow his head at them ; avatinr, ybu Ciirst 
3e thy Mouth or black or white, 
Tooth that Poifons if it bite ; 
Mafliff, Gri^y-hound. MungrtI grith. 
Hound or Spaniel, Bracbe, or Hym; 
Or Bobtail tike, or Trundle tail, 
T»m will make him weep and wail. 
For with thrbwing thus my He^l; 
Dogs leap the hatch, and all are flttt). 
Do, de,.de, de: Sefe ; come, march to ^akCs atid fair^ 
And Market Towns; poor7ifiH>, thy horn is dry. ££x(r« 

LtMT. Then let them Aaatotnize Regan See what 

breeds aboiA her Hcirt w is there dry caufe iti >{at'ur« 
that make thefe hard Hearts / You, Sir, I ehtertain for one 
of my hundredi only, I do not like the falhion of your 
Sarinents. You will fay ihey are Ftrfianx but let tfaeiiibe 
fhang'd. 

Enttr Gloftcr. 
Km. NOW) good'diy toni, ^hfrr, aitd ^^tt a whiTe. 

,),, ... A. 00^^ if"***? 



2-yio King tear. 

LiAT, Mtke no ooHe. make no ooiTc, dfaw the CnraHisf 

^^ ia, wc'U^o to Supper i'th' Moming. 

FaaL And I'll go to Bed at Noon, 

Gh. Come hither, Friend-, where is the King,a)yMafler? 

Ktmt. Heie, Sir^ but trouble him not, bis Wits are gone. 

Gl». Good Friend, 1 prithee take him in thy Arms j 
I have o'er-heird a Plot ofileatb upon him : 
There is a Litter ready, lay him io'rii 
And drive toward Dover, Fiiend, vhere thou (halt acec 
Both welcome and prote&ton. Take up thy Mifter. 
If thou Oiould'ft dally bilf aoHour, his Li&^ 
With thinci and all that offer to defend him. 
Stand in aOiired lofs. T^e up, take up, 
And follow me, that will to lome provifion 
Give thee quick condud. Come, come away. [BxttHtt, 

SCENE VI. GloftetV C^fiU. 

Enter Cotnwal!, Regan,' Gonerill, BafiarJ, tind Savants^ 

.Corn* Pod fpeedily to my Lord your Husl^and, Ihev him 
this Letter, the Army oi France is landed) feck out the 
Traitor Glofier. 

S.eg, Hang him inftantly. 

Gen. Pluck out his Eyes. 

Corn. Leave him to lay difpleafare. Edmund, keep yon 
our Sifter Company; the revenges we are bound to cafce 
upon your traiterous Father, are not ht for your beholding. 
Advife the Duke where you aic going, to a mod feftinace 
Preparation; we are bound to the libe. Our Pods Ihatl be 
fwifr, and intelligent betwixt us. Faiewel dear Sifter, fare* 
wel my Lord of Glofier, 

Enter Steward* 
How now f" Where's the King ^ 

Stew, My Lord o(Glofter had convey'J tiiffl hence. 
Some five or fix and thirty of his Knights, 
Hot Queftrifts after him, met him at Gate, 
Who, with fime other of the Lords depeijdantf, 
Are gone with him toward Dover; where they boaft 
To have well armed Friends. 

Corn. Get Hotfes for your Miftreff. 

'. A.O.V^IC*^"! 



King Lear. %si.i 

GffH. Firewei, fweet Lord, aod SHten [Exumt, 

Corn, EdmtMd farewel i go fed the Traitor Ohfitr» 
Pinion htm like a Thief, bring bim before ui : 
Though well we may not pali upon his life 
Without the Form of Jufticej yet our power 
Shall do a court'fie to our wratb, which Men 
May blame, btit not controul. 

Znttr Glofter PriftntTt ttid Strvaifts, 
Who's therel the Traitor f 

Reg. Ingrateful Fox I 'tis he. ^ 

Cin-9. Bind faft bis corky Arms. 

Qh. What mean your Graces i . " 

Good my Friends, confider you ate my Gaeftt ; 
Do me no foul play. Friends. 

Ctrn. Bind him 1 fiy. C^/ ^'f*^ ^'^\ 

lUg. Hard, hard : O filthy Traitor I 

GU, Unmerciful Lady, as you are, I'm nonci 

CoTM. To this Chair bind htm. 
Villain, thou flialt find. 
■ Gk. By the kindgods, 'tis moft ignobly done 
To pluck me by the Beard. ,' 

Rig. So white, and itich a Traitor I 

Glo. Naughty Lady, 
Thefe Hiirs which thou do'ft ravifli from my Chin 
Will quicken and accufe thee, I am your Hoft, 
With Robbers handj^ my hofpitable favours 
You Ihould not ruffle thus* Whit will you do ! 

Ctrn. Come, Sir, wh«LcK«s had you late from FfMCtt 

JUg. Be fimple anfwet'd, for we know the truth; 

Cam. And what Confederacy have you with the Traiton 
Late foiled in the Kingdom i 

Xeg. To whofe hands 
Yoa have fent the Lunatick King I fpeak. 

GU. I have a Letter gueffiogly fet dowB 
Which came from one that's of a neutral Heart, 
And not from one oppos'd. ■ . ~. 

Ctrn. Cunning 

Rtg. And falfe. ■ 

Cvrn, Where baft thou fent the King t 

CU. To Dtver. 

Vol. V. .. ®g Ei^. 



Kf. WhnefoK«'2»o«r t 
WaftHllBu not dlargVi at peril i— I 

en*. Whnefore Ki EkiKr ? Let hm mfi»* that- | 

G/tf. I am ty^d to tb'Stafce. 
Aod I muft -mnd the Courfe. 

Xez. Wherefore to Dantr i 

Qlt. Becaufe I woald not kc thy cniol Nrfls 
Pluck out his footoU Eyes ; nor <hy *tt«« ilfter. 
In hw anointed Flefli, ftick boirifli phang*. 
The Sta, with fuch a ftorm as hisibwe W<»d 
In Hell-Wicknight indurVt *oukU»* tuoy'd ip 
And quench'd the Steel;d Sres ; 
Yet poor old HB^^ he holpthe Heov'nsto rAi. 
If Wolves hid at thy Gate bowHd that *ern dOie, 
Thou fhouldft have faid, good Portertnro the Kxyi 
AH Cruels elft lubfciibe .■ but < ■(hall lee 
The winged Vengrance overtake iiKh CbildKlt. 

<ir». See't ftalt thou nevef. FeHovlsiholdahe Ctaia. 
Uponthefe Eyes of thine, I'll fct my FooB. 
[Gloller ii tiU dMn mMtCorntvallmoi •»""<"« *^'- 

Gh, He that will think to live, •till he be dd. 
Give me feme help,-' O cruel! O yon^edsl 

Rfg. One fide will mock another; eh'bther loo. 

Ctru. Ifyoufae Vengeance— — 

Sir. Hold ^rour hand, my I.ord .- 
I have ferv'd you ever fincc J was. a Chiki .- 
But better fcpvice have I neMer done yt«», 
Tiiao DOW to bid you hdld. 

Rtg. Mow now, you Dog/ 

&ir, [fyou did wear a Boaad upqn your Cfcin, 
I'd ihake it on this quirrel. WJiat do you mean ! 

Cin. My Villain I [Fight, <»(fe/t«ffeOoihwaJI otuuMU 

Str. -Nay then come on, and take the chance of angw. 
. «w. Give me thy Sword. * Peifcnt ftiod ii|> thus? 

Sir, Oh, lamlliin nyLord, jou have one Bye le* 

To fee fome milchief on him. Oh {""• 

Cirn, Left it fee more, prevent it ; Out viM gWy: 
Where istbytaftre re»J [rr<«i:«»»»*»«*»-*;' 

■ Gto. All dark and comfortlefi 
Wiiere's my Son Edmmtdf 

A.oiwiiSAwnil 



iSng Lear. 2 ^ i j 

Edmitndi enkindle dt the il^arks of Nature 
To quit his horrid a<^. 

Reg. Out treacherous Villain, 
Thou calCft on him that bates thee : It was be 
Thit made the Overture of thy Treafons to us ; - 
Who is too good to pity thee, 

GU. O toy Follies ! then Edfar was abus'd. 
Kind gods, forgive me thir, and profper hin. 

Reg, Go thruft him out at Gates, and l(t bim ft^tH 
His yi»y to Dever. [£■»«> w>i Qkfter, 

How is'c my tord ? How look yoi; i 

Com. I have receiv'd a hurt ; ^iljow me, L.idj-^^..^ 
Turn out that Eyclefs Villairi j ^hrow this Slave 

Upon the Dungnil — . Re^an, t bleed apace, 

Untimely comes this hurt. Give me your aria. {_£xtmnh 



A C T IV. SCENE!. 

SCENE AntfmCciMtrj. 

Enter Edgar. 

Edg. VT E T better thus, and t<newn te bo contennV* 

X Than ftill contemQ'() «nd fl^tier'd, to bo WQjfli 
The loweft, and mntt dejeS thing of Fortune," 
Stands ftill in efpe ranee, lir^s. not )b f<ar. 
The lamentable change is frafu th( ^eft> 
The worft returns to laughter. Wolc me then. 
Thou unfubftantial Air that I epi^r«cf : 
Tlie Wie'ch than thou haft Wov^r unto the worft. 
Owes nothing to ipy hlal^t, 

Etfter Glgft^r, led ^ 4ti »ld Mm. 
Bat who conies here ? My F^tb^r pgorly led i 
World, World, O World I 
3ut that thy ftran^e mtitatiffis vmki m hate thee, 
iLift would no; yield to Age. 

Old Max, O my good Lord, I bavft been your Tenant,' 
And your Father's Tenant, thefe fourfcore Yeats. 
<3h. Away, get thee away : good Friend be gone, 

G g a Thy - 



Thy Comforts can do ine no good at all* 
Thee they mtf hum 

Old Man. You cannot fee your W»y, 
Qlo. I have no way, and therefore want no Eyes: 
I ftumblcd when I faw. Full oft 'trs feen, 
Our means fecure us* ahd our meer dcfeSs 
Prove our Commodities. O dear Son Edgar^ 
The food of thy abufed Father's wrath : 
. Might I but live to fee thee in my touch, 
I'd fay I bad pyes again. 

Old Man. How now ? who's there? 
Ed£* O gods I who is't cio fay I am at the worfl: i - 
I aOi worfe than e'er I was. 
Old Mm. *Tis poor mad Tom. 
£dg. And worfe I may be yet : the worll is not, 
So long as we can fay, this is the worll. 
Old Man, Fellow, where goeA.i 
Glo, Is it a Beggar-man ? 
OU Mm. Madman, and Beggar too. 
Glo. He has fome teifoi?, eKe he could not beg. 
Tth' laft Night's ftorm, I luch a Fellow faw; 
Which made me think a Man, a Worm. My Son 
Came then into my mind, and yet my Mind 
Wasthenfcarccfiiendswith him. I have heard more fincc: 
As Flics to th' wanton Boys, are we to th'gods. 
They kill us for their fport. 

Ed^. How Aiould this be J - 
Bid IS the Trade that mufi play the Fool to forrow, 
Ang'ringit felf, and others. Blefi thee Mafler. 
GU. Is that the naked Fellow ? 
Old Mm, Ay, my Lord. 
GU, Get thee away : if for my fake 
Thou wilt o'er-take us hence a Mile or twain 
rth* way toward Dtver, do it for ancient Icve j 
And bring fome covering for his naked Soul, 
Which rU intreac to lead me. 
Old Man. Alack Sir, he is mad. 
GU, 'Tis the time's plague, when Madmen lead the Blind .- 
Do as I bid thee, or rather do thy rteafurt ; 
Above the reft, be gone. ' 

i OU 

- 'V ■■'^.■Op^^li' 



KingLcax, ^S^S 

Old Matt. I'll bring liim the bed 'Parrel that I hive. 
Come on*c, what will. {Exit, 

GU, Strrab> naked Fellow. 

Edg. Poor Tom's a cold. I cannot daub it further. 

Gl; Come hither Fellow. 

Edg, And yet I rouft; 
Bleli thy fwcet Eyes, they bleed. 

GIq. Know'ft inou the way ro D«vtr t 

Edg. Both Stile, and Gitc, Horfe-way, and Foot-path : 
poor Tom hath been fcar'd out of his good wits. BIcfs thee 
good Man's Son, from the foul Fier.d. 

Gh, Here take this Purfe, thou who* the Heav'ns plagues 
Have hiimbled to all (Irokes, that I am wretched 
Makes thee the happier : Heav'ns deal To Hill ; 
L(;t the fuperfluous. and the Luft-dieted Man, 
That flaves your Ordinance, ihit will not fee 
Becaufe he do's not feel, feel your power quickly : 
So difiribution ihould undo ezc'efs. 
And each Man hive epougb. Do'ft tboa know Oevtr f 

Edg. Ay Mafier. 

GU, There it a Cliff,- whore high and bending Head 
Looks fearfully on the confined Deep : 
Bring me but to the'very brim of it, 
And I'll repair the mifery thou do'ft bear 
With fomething rich about me : from that place, 
I ihall no lending need. 

Edg. Givt the thy arm j 
Poor Tom Ihall lead thee. [^Exeuml 

S C E N E ir. The Duh of AlbanyV Palace, 

£»/<r Gonerill, Bafiard, *>id Steward. 

G»m, Welcome my Lord, I marvel our mild Husband 
Not met us on the way. Now, where's your MaHerf 

SteiVc Madim within, but never Man fo thang'd: 
I told him of the Army that was Landed ; 
He'fmil'd at ir. I told him you were coming, ^ 
His atlfwer was, the worfe. ■ Of Glower's Treachery^ 
And of the Loyal ServiceoE his Son, 
When I infotm'd him, then he call'd me Sat, , 
" ■" " pg J ''■ ^-'''''MaA 



ijitf Kiag Lcac. 

And told ne I hid tura'd the wrong iide out : i 

What (dqII he Hiould diflike. Teems pleafint to Kin) ; ! 

What like, oflfenfivc. | 

Cjo». Then HialJ you go no funher. 
It is the Cowifh terror of his Spirit 
Thit dares not undeitakc : he'll not feel wrongs 
Which tie him to an anfwer^ ourw'ifhcs oa the way 
May prove effefts. Back Edmund to my Brodier, 
Halten his M4jners, and conduiSt hii Powers. 
I muft chai^ge Names at home, and give the ISinaff 
Into my Husband's hands. This truAy Servant 
Shall pafs between us.' e'er long you are tike^ohear, 
Jf you dare venture in your own behalf 
A Miftrcflcs command. Wear this; fpare Speech, 
Decline your Head. This Kifs, if it durft fpeBk, 
Would ftrctch thy S,iirus up into the Airi 
Conceive, and fjre tiicc wtll. 

B^fi. Yours in the rsnb of Death. 

Gon. My moft dear QU^- \txk Mj^mi. 

Oh, I'he difference of Man, and Minf 
To thee-a Woira^i's ffrvicts are due. 
My Fool uftirps my Body. 

£teu>. Madim, here comes my Lord. 
Emtf Albany. 

Can. I have been worth the'whiflk. 

Alh. OhGontril, 
You are not worth the duft which the rude wind 
Blows in your Face. 

Got. Milk-Iiver'd Man, 
That bear'ft a Cheek for blows, a Head for wcong!^ ! 

Who haft not in thy brows aft Eye difcerning^ ! 

Th ne honour, from thy fuffering. 

^ly Seethy-feif, De*il^: 
Proper deformity TeMns not -in the Fiend ■ ! 

So horrid as in Woman. 

Con, Oh vail) FooL 

Enter n'Mtffipgtr. 

Mtf. Oh my good Lord, the £lufce of QtrnvaiPs .dcKt 
Slain by his Servant, gcdogtoput out ' 

The other Eye of G/oy?(r. 

^Ik outer's Bjtsi 

r, .\.oo«; Mtf. 



jKJwgieac. 25^7 

Mf^: ^S^qt ifatt b< liredv t&rilfd vith Mmoift, 
Opi>(N;'4 aftau/t chc aS; bendiDg h» Swenl 
To his great Mafter : who, tbeieoc onug'd. 
Flew onhinij ardamong{> themtfoJlM hiradead^ 
But aot without tliat.bw(|>&U;lVohe> which finco 
Hath pluck'd hjw afiicn>. 

^A. This ih<w» ywva abo,ve. 
You Jufticeii thtt thefe ouc nethsDCiMUf 
So fpeedily can venge. But O poi>B Ghfi-erX 
Loft he his other £^ it 

Mef. Bo^, botJv Wflf twsd. 
This Letter, MadaoK cx*ves,a ipecdy' Atifwet* 
'Tis from your Siflw. 

Gan. One way I like this wd]; 
But being Widowj ^my (S/tyTnr.with her. 
May all the building in my fancy pluck 
Upon my hatejfeti U&» Another wijr 
The Ne«$;ii dm ib Hfi^ I'll reads »d aaTvw. |^i9x<>. 

Alh. Where ws^ his Son, when they did- itke bis- E'yeii 

AZ^ ^a»|s with ny Lady hkher. 

.^^. He . ^ avK ker e. 

^«yr No, rny^opd Lord^ I mt^him back again. 

A&. Kof^w^hs tJiewickodnc^l 

.AC^* Ay/ my good Lord, .'cwds he infoan'd'agaipfthiia, 
And quit the Houfe of ^urpof^i, that their, pwHtbipent 
Might IwH the freef ceurfe. 

jiiy, Glolier^ I live 
To thank thjce foe the love ^ou ffaew'dflt th&Kiqgt 
And Co reverge thine Eyes. Come hither Friiuidi 
Tell me what more thou knpw'ft, [Exmnt: ' 

SCENE H|. A Camp. 

£itttr Cordelia, Goalemenjind Stldiert. 
Car. Alack, 'tis he; why he wat met even now 
As mad fho vexi Sea« iuiging abud, 
CrowQ'd with rank Fenitar, and iurrew wee;d$. 
With Hirdofks, HemloclE, Nettles, Cuckow' Flowery 
Daratl, and all tlv; idle wxedi that grow 
In our fuftaining Com. A Century feqd fo^th; 
Search every Aci; ia ibs bighTgiaws Field, 
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1518 King Lear. 

And bring him to our Eye. What can Min'i wifdom 

lo thcreftoring his beieaved Senfej He that helps hiiB« 1 

Take all my outwar<l worth. 

C«j«. There ire means, Madan: ' 

Our fofter Nurfe of Ntture, ii repofe^ 
The which he Iack« v t^a' 'o provoke io binit 
'Are many Simples operative, wbofc power 
Will cbfe the Eye of Anguilh. 
i Card, All bleft Secrets, 
All you unpublilh'd Virtues of the Earth 
.Spring with my tearsj be aidant, and remediate 
In the good Man's defift: feek, fcek for him. 
Left his ungovern'd rage, dilTolve the life 
,Tiiat wants the means to lead it. 

Enter a Meffiu^er. 
Mif. News, Madam. 
The 'Britip Powers are ttarchifig hitherward. 

<^ri. Tis known before. OiirpreparatiM Aands 
In ezpedation of them. O dear Fitneri 
It is thy bufincfs that I go about .* therefore greae /V<wrr 
My mourntng, and impoitun'd tears hath pitied. 
No blown Ambition doth our Arms incitfi 
But love, dear love, and our Ag'dFacher's Right: 
Soon may I hear, and fee him. \Bxmm. 

SCENE IV. ReganV Palact. . 

t-Httr Regan, tud Sttward. 

Reg. Bat are my Brother's Powers fet forth { 

Stew. Ay MidaiD. 

Regi HimP^lf in Perfon there / 

Sttvf. Madam, with much adoe 
Your SiSer is the beiter Soldier. • 

Rtg. Lord E4m0»d fpak« not with your Lord at homei 

Sttw. No, Madam. 

Reg. What might import my Sifter's Letter to himt 

Stew. I know not. Lady. 

Reg. Faith he is pofled hence on ferious Matter. ' 

It was great ignorance. G/»/«-'8.Eyes being out 
To let hirii live; where he arrives, he moves 
All Hearts jgainft PS : 'EdmmtJ, I thirir, ii gone ; 



KingLeit. i|x? 

[o pity of his mirery, to difpatch 
Us nighced life : Moieover to defcry 
The ftrength o'th' Baemy. 

Sktv. I muft needi after him. Madam, with my Letter. 
Reg. Our Tioops fu forth to morrow, ftay with ust 
The -wayi arc dangen u«. 

Stew. I may not, Midam; 
My Lidy chi^^'d my duty in this bufinefs. 
Re^. Why ihould fht- write to Edmitndi. 
Migtit not you tranfport her purpofes by word J Belibr, 
Some things, I know not what— —I'll love thee much- 
Let me unfeal the Letter. 

Stew. Madam, I had rather — '■ 

Reg, I know your Lidy do's not love her Husband, ■ 
I amfure of that: and at her late bfinghere. 
She gave ftrange cciliids, and moft fpeaking looks 
To Noble. £i/mNW. I know you are of her borom. 
Stew. I, Madam i 

Reg, I Ipeak in underftanding: You're; I know't; 
Therefore I do advife you take this Note, 
My Lord is dead; Edmund and I have Calk'd, 
And more convenient is he for my hand 
Than for your Lady's: You may gather more : 
If you do End bin, pray you give him this; 
And when your Miftrefs hears thus much frovi you, 
I pray defire her call her wifdom to her. 
So fare you welL 

If you do chance to heir of that'blii^d Traitor. 
Preferment falls on him, that cuts him oflv 

Strw. Would I could meet him. Madam, I Ibould (hew 
Wbtt party I do follow. 

Reg. Fare thee well. {Exeimu 

S C E N E V. The Comtfy. 

Enter Glo&r 4)uL Edgar. 

GU. When fhall I come to th' top of that faroc HilH 

Edg. You do climb up it now* Look how we labour. 

GU. Mcthinb the ground is even. 

Edg. Horrible fteep. 
Hark, do you hear the S« ? ■ ^ .'> , 

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»j}0 Kingliax^ 

GU. No truly. 

E^. Why thea your ctb^ Scnfcs gmnr j'npe.fea 
By your EycsingtuQi. 

0i«, So mxf it \h iwioed. 
Mnbioks thy Vgicc is ilter'd, ind thpu fpealt'll 
In better phrafe, and matter than tbou didft. 

£^^. You're much deceived ; ia nothing m { chuifi'4 
But in my GarnwDti. 
6l§. Methinks you'tc better fpokeo. 
Ed^. CflOQC on. Sir, • 
Here's the place ; Aiod Aitl. How feulul 
And dizzy 'tit to caft ones Eyes fo low { 
The Crows and Choog^hs, that wtng ths viidwiy |ir 
Shew fcuce fo groli n Beetles. Half way dowo 
Haogs one that gathers Samphire j dreadful tr«d« ■' 
Methinks he feenu no bigger than his he^. 
The Filh«r-aien that walk uptHi the beach. 
Appear like Mice ; tod yond tail Ancborio^ EUrk| 
piminifb'4 to her Cock i her Cock. » fiuoy 
Alaioft too fmall for %ht. The murmuring Surge, 
That on th*unaujntired>dl* Pebble chajes 
Cannot be heard fo kdjgb. I'll look no ororet 
Left my brain turo, and the deficient light 
TojMile down headlong. 

Gl». Set m* where you Rtpd. 
Edg. Give me your kind : 
You are now within a foot of th' extream Verge ; 
Por all beneath the Moon woitld not ( lejp upright. 

QIq. Let go my hand i 
tfetr^ricnd's ■uother purfe, in it, a Jeme) 
Well woitfa a poor Man's taking. Faiiies* aitd gods 
PrQfpw JE with thee. Go thou further off. 
Bid me farewel, and let me bear thee going. 
Edg. Now ftre ye well, good S|r. \jtmt « j*. 

Glo. With alJ my heart, 
Edg. Why do I (riSc thus witk his dc^r t 
*Tis done to cure It. 

GU. O yeu' mighty gedt t 
This World I dorenoLince, and in yqur fights 
Shake patiently my great affiiAion aSt : 
If I could bear it longer, andnot.&ll • • -^ ' 

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Ki^ Lear. ^5 M 

To quarrel with your great oppofelefs wills« 

My iHuiF, and luatbed part ^ Ntture flioujd 

Burn it lelf out. IfE^srlivf, Oblersbuo; 

Now FeUo*', fj^«^hee wcU. Iff e Uapr Mid falls alfiifg, 

Edg, Good Sir, Farcwcl, 
And yet.Iknowfcn fa>w conceit may rob 
The treafure of Life, whco Life it Iclf 
yields tc the Theft. Had he Wen where he thought^ 
By thishad thought been part. Alive, ordeidi 
Ho», you Sir I Friend i,hefv, yauSirJ fpeaki 

Thus Might he pafs indeed yet hercvivw, , 

What tte you, Sir^ 

CU, Away, and let me dif. 

£<^.Had'ft thou been (x^t hiKGozeaiare, feitfaersjotJAjr* 
So many fathom ck)wD precipitatiflj, 
TJ^d'il Uiiver'd hlc« an £gg : but diau dafi bre^; 
Haft heavy fiibfiance, blceid!ft "« ; ^1^ art foimd/ 
Ten Mifts at l^{t, make noc the aititudc 
Wirick thou haflpcrpendicuUriy fallen j 
Thy Life's a MiraicJe. ^pealc ye: again. 
do. But have I fall'ti, or no/ 
£</£. From the dread Suromet of liHs Chatty Boura 
Look up, 1 height, the, flirill gor'd Lark fo ftr 
Cannot be feen or heard : Do but look BP. 

Qif, Alack. I have na Eyesj' 
Is vretcheduefs depriv'd thai btnefii 
Totfndit fdf by deathe Twas yet fome .com/oriii 
WAeri mi&ry could iKgttile the Tyrant's rate, ■ 
And fr(irti.-ate hJs {voud wiil. . 

Ei.^ Give me your arm. 
U^To^Howtt't^ Feei you your Ugs? Y^u'ftwA. 
^M Too w*H, tooifdJ. 
E./^. This is above aU flrarganeO, 
Uppn the Crown o'th' Cliff, what .thing w« thic 
Which parted from you i 

Glo. A poor unfortunate B^fjir, 
£^. As I nood hwehelow, niethought his Ev« 
W-cretwofuUMoov: faehidathoufandNofts 
Horns walk d, jwd wv'd like 1% cfiraged Sta i 
k was fome Fit«J, therefrre thtji, happy Father, . ■ ■ ' 
rhink that the. de^pft gods. wh9 mike them boaoon ,,no,, " 

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15 3*- King Lear. 

of Mens impoffibilities, hive preferv*({ther,| 

Gio. I do remember now: henctfbnh Vil bear, 
Affli^oo, 'till it do cr; out^ it felf 
Enough, enoagb,>nd die. That thing you fpealc <:K 
I took it for a Man; often 'twould fiy 
The Fiend, the Fiend— -tie led rae to that place, 
^^. Bear free and patient thotights. 
■ Enter Lear. 
But who comes here f 
The lafier Senfe will ne'er accommodate 
Bii Mafter thus. 

Ltdr. No, they cannot touch me for Coyning, I am the 
King.himfelf. 

^Ig. O thou (ide-piercing (ight! 
LtMr. Nature's above Art, in that refpeft. There's your 
Prefs-iDony. That Fellow bandies his Bow like a Caw- 
ke^rt draw me a Clothier's Yard. Look, look, a MouTe, 

Peace, Peace, this piece of toafted Gheefe wilj do"t 

There'tf my Gauntlet, I'll prove it on a Giant. Bring updie 
brown Bill). O well flown Bird i i'tt^ clout, i'th' clout: 
Hewgh. @ive the word. 
£dg. Sweet Marjoram, 
Lear. Pafi. 

(7/0, I know.that Voicr. 

Z>4r. Haf GoneriU vith» white Beard/ THey flatter'dine 
like a Dog» and told me I hsd white Hairs in my Beard, 
e'er the black ones were there. To fay Ay, and N(^ to 

every thing that I (aid rAy and No too, was no good Di* 

vioity. When the Kain came to wet me oner, and Wind 
to mike me chatter; when the Thunder would not peace at 
my bidding, there I found 'emi there I fmelt 'em one. Go 
tty^ they arenoiMeno'theirwords; theycoldmcl #3severy 
thing: Tis a Lie, I am not' Ague proof. 

Gh. Thetrtckof that V«ce, I do well remember: Is't 
do: the King J 

laar. Ay, every irch a King. 
When I do ftare, fee hi»w the SubjtQ: quakes. 
1 pardon that Man's Life* ' Wbat ivas thy caufe? 
Adultery? thou ftislt nOtdie; die for Adultery? 
No, the Wren goes o>*t, and the fmall gilded File 
Doe's letdwrln ay fight. L« Gopulattoa thrive : 



King Lear. ^5 5 J . 

For GUJler'iBtdtud Bon was kjoihi to his Father, 
Than my Dmgbteis got 'tween the.lavful flteets. 
To't Luxury pell-meU, for I lack Soldiers. 
Behold yon. fimperiDg Dime, whofc face, between her Fot&s, 
preCages Snow ; that tninces Vinue, and do's fliake the Head 
to hear of Plealurcs avat. The .Fitchev, nor the foyled 
Morfe goes to't with, a more riotous Appetite ; down from 
the wme they are Centaurcs, though Women all above: 
but to the Girdle do the Gods inherit, beneath tSftU Ae 
Sends. There's Hell, there's Daikoeit, there is the fulphu- 
rous Pit, Burning, Scalding, Stench, Confomptton; Fiei 
tic, fie; pah, p{|h: Give me ao Ounce of Civet; good 
Apothecary iweeten my Imagination : There'sMony forthec. 
Gh. O l^t me kjfs that Hand. 
jU*r. Let me.w^ it firft, it fmells of Mortality. 
Glo. O rutn'd picice of Nature, thjfr great Wwtd 
Shall fo wear out to naught. Do'ft than Itnow msf 

LeAtf. l'rememt)(;r-.thiae Eyes vdcll enough:, do'ftthotl 
fquiny at me? No, do thy wotfibtkid O^liy I'll not love^ 
Read tfaou thi$ chijler^i mark but the penning of -it. 
G/o. Were all tliy I<ettiert Suns. I could not fe« one, 
^t- I would not take this froD),repbrt ; 
It is, and my Heart ^breaks at it. ' 

hexr. Read. 

G/o. .What, with (hisCafe of Eyes? 
LfAT, Oh ho, 4re y<>u there with me ? No. Eyes in your 
Head, iior ro Mo^y in your Purfei Your Eyes are in heavy 
, cate, yourPuriein a light, yetyou fee how this WorJd goes. 
Glo. I fee it feelingly. 
. hear. What, art mad/ A Man may fee how this WorM 
goes. withnaEyes. Look witbthi^eEaTS: Seehowyoml 
Juftice rails,|i^on yond fimple Thief. Hark in thine Ear: 
Change places, and Handy-dandy, which is the Juftice, 
which is the Thief.- Thou baft &eD a Farmer's Dt^ bark at 
a Beggar / 
GU. Ay Sir. 

Ltmr, And the Creature run from the Cur : there thou 
might'ft behold^e.. great Image .of Authority, a Dog's 
ob^'d in Office. Thou, KafcaL, Beadle, hold thy bloody 
Pand; why do'ft fhou la(h that Whore ? Strip thy own 
Back, thou hotly luA^^ to ufe b« in that kindj for which 

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x5)4 ^'"^ Lear. 

thoa whip'A her. Tiie Ofiirer hangs tfw Cozener. ' 
Thorough taccei'd Cioitha, ^FMt Vices do appeiri 
RoImS} and furi'd Gowni hide ill. Place Sins with-SoM, i 
And ibc ftrong Lance of fuftice, bunlefs brsilcs : I 

Arm it ia Rages* and Pigmy V Straw doth pierce if. 
' None does offend* none. I fiy none, I'll able 'im-y 
Take that of me my Friend, who have rhe power 
Tofcal thcAccurer'slips. Get thee etaTs Ejrei, 
And like a fcutvy Politician, feem 
To fee the things thou A^'A not. 
Now, now, DOW. Dov. Pull off my Boots: Innler, harder, fu. 

Ed^. O maOer. afld fmtKrtineitcy mixr, 
Reafoo io Madnefs. 

LiAr, If thou wilt weep my fortunes rahe my Eyes. , 

Ikaow thee wdl'eQough, ihy name'ivG/#^<ri 
Thou muft be paticntt ' we came crying hither i '' 
Thou know'ft, the fi>ft time that we fmellthe Air 
Wc.wtwk, and cry. 1 will preach to thee : Mark— ^ . 
Gk. Alack, alack, the day. 

Lmt, Wheo we are born, we crj that we ire come 
To this great Snge of Fools. This a good block.'— ^— 
It were a delicate Stracigfm to Ihooe 
A Troop of Horfe with felt ; I'll put't in projf. 
And when Ihivc flolt'n up^n thele Son-in-Lawsj ' 
Then kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill. 

Enter a Gemlemtti, with Alttndami. 
GiM. Oh here he is. lay hand upon him j Sir, 
Your naoft dear Diughter 

Lear. No refcue? what, a PrifonerJ Tameven 
The natuni Foot of fortune. Ufe me well. 
You fliali have lanfom. Let tac have Surgeons, 
I am cue to ih' Brains. 

Ctm. You Ihall hive any thing. 
LeMT. No Seconds i All my Mff 
Why, this would make a Man, a Man of S^t; 
To ufe his Eyes for GardetHwater-potj. I will die Invvelj, 
Like a Imug Bridegronti. Wfatf i I i/Al be Jovial : 
Come, come, I am a King. Maftss, know yon thitt 
Ctuf. You are a Rojial one, andwe obey ^oii. 
tmr. Then there's life io'r. Came, and you get k, . 
You OuU get it by taonii^: Sa, fa> ih ^* [fxir. 



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Gtiu, A fight moft pitiful ift ttie ttotieft VRtdi. 
Pift fpeafciDg of in a King. Thou bift a Daughtn 
Who redeems Nature from the jgeiftrit curfe^ 
Which twain have brought her^o. 

£d^. Hail, gentle Sir. 

Gent. Sir. fpeed ynu: what's your ViH? 

Eig.' Do yoQ hear ought, Sir, of a Battel towird. 

fSnt. Nioft fure, andvulg»r ; 
Every one hears that, which can diftii^ulth £aXSi6* 

Edg. But by your favour: 
fPfov Wat's the ftrher Artny? 

■&tM. "^eti^ ani on fpeedy foot: the main difcry 
StaiT^soB the liourly thought. 

Edg, I thanfc you, Sir, th»t's aH. 

Gent. Tlioug'h that ^e Queen on jpedal Caufe is }ftre> 
Her Army is mov'd on. '[^£*jt 

£<fe.. l'tiia:nkyou. Sir. 

Gte, Ydu evergeiitle^ods, take myluiath from fw^ 
Let not my worfer "Spirit tempt me agliU 
To die before you please. 

Edg. Weil pray you. Father. 

Gio. Now good Sir,wbat are youj 

Edg. A (Dofl poor Man, made tame to Fortune's bloirib 
Who, by the Art of known, aid feeling forrowJ, . 
Am pregnant to good Pity. Give me your hand, 
Ifl lead you to fome biding. 

Glo. Hearty thanlts \ 
The bounty, and the bcnizoa of Heav'n 
To boot, and boot. 

Mwirr Sttmfiri, 

Stew. A pFoclMn'-d pine; woft Ihiftpyi 
That Eyfkn Head sf thine, wn fiitt dino'dafiOi 
To nils nay ForeuBn, . TJiMi oU^ udMfpf TnMtMi, 
briefly thy SeU renambei : dIk £vm4 uok 
That muft deftroy thee. 

GU. Now jer th$r friendly bad 
Pat ftrenpfh enough to't. 

Stew, Wherefore, bold PeaCrnr, 
Dar'ft thou fupport apuMifti'd Tractor! hencff, 
J^ft that th' infefiion of his Fonnnc talce 



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3f$ V^ ^*^£ ^^* 

£^. Chill not let go Zir» 
Without vurther *ca(ion. 

Stew, Let eo. Slave, or thou dy'ftt ' 

£<^. Gootf Gentleman, go your 'gate, and let paot 
volkpafs.- and 'chud hi" been zwa^gei'd out of my L^fe, 
'twould not ha* been zo long as 'ti;, by a vonnight. Nay, 
come not near th* old Man : Keep out che vor'ye, or ice 
tiy whether your Coftard, or my Ballow be the harder; 
chill be plain with you. 

Slew. Out Dunghill. ' ' 

Ed£, Child pick your teeth Zir: come, no matter var 
your foyns. [Edgar kfftckfhim tUu^m. 

Stew, Slave thou haflfliin me.- Vilkin, take my Putfef 
If ever thou wilt thrive, bury my Body, 
And give the Letter! which thou Bvd'H about me. 
To BdmuHd Etrl of Qlofier: feek him out 
Upon the EmgUp? Party. Oh untimely death, death-»[[17f«. 

£dg, I know thee well, a ferviceable Villain ; 
As duteous to the Vices of thy Miftrcfi, 
As badnefs would delire. 

GU. Whit, is he dead / 

Edg, Sit you down, Father: reft you. 
Let's fee thefe Pockets; the Letters that he fpeaks of 
May be my Friends.- he's deadj I am only forty 
He had no other Deathjman, Let us fee- ■— .. — 
By your leave* gentle wax— -and manners, blame us notj 
To know our Enemies minds, we rip their Huns, 
^faeir Papers are more lawful. 

Ee4dt the Letter. ■ 

L£ T e«r rtciprudl Vewt be remembred, Tau h*vt ma»j 
epportUHttiti 19 cm him o^: if jtttr'wUt want lOt, time 
dmd fUee will ite fruitfmUj offer d. There is neibing dene. If 
he return the Cenqttervr, thm Mm I the Prifener, kxd hit Bedf 
my Gm4 from the loiuhed wsrmth whefetf, deliver me, ^md 
fi^lj thepUce efomr LabtMr. 

Teur (tfife, fi I would ftj) sfi^htutt 
ServMMtj Gonerilh 

Oh indiftinguifli'd fpaccff Woman's Willi . , 

A plot upon her virtuous Husband's Life, _■ _•^ 

And the exchange my Biother: here, in the Sai^ 



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Thee 111 rake lip, the Poft unfanaiSed 
Of muttherous Letchers : and in the mature time. 
With this ungraciouj Paper ftrike the fight 
Of the death- praftis'd Duke : for him 'tis well, 
I'hac of thy death, and bufinefs, I can telh 

Glo. The King is mad; h»w ftiflFis my vileSefife 
That I ftand up, and have ingenious feeling 
Of my huge Sorrows / Better I werediftra^. 
So (houldmy Thoughts befcver'd from my @riefs. 

[DTHnt afAt tf. 
And woes, by wrong imaginations^ lofe 
The Knowledge of themfclves. 

td^. Give ine your hand : 
Far olF mc'thinks 1 hear the beaten Drum. 
Ccane, Father, I'll beftow you with a Friend. [EtitAnt. 

SCENE Vh A Chamber, 

Enttr Cordelia, Kent, and- GenlleiiMH. 
- Car"- O thou good Ktnt, how fhall I live and work 
To match thy goodnefn-i My Life will be too fliort, 
And every mcafurc fail me. 

Kent. To be ackoovledg'd. Madam, is o'erpaid, 
All my repoits go with the modefl trutht 
Nor more, nor .dipt, but fc;. >% ' 

Cor. Be better fuited, «•■ 

Thefe weeds are memories of thofe woifer hours t 
Iprethee put them off. 

Xeai. Pardon, dear Madami « c ' 

Yet to be known fh^rtem my made intent, <' 

My boon I make it, rhat you know me not, 
'TtM time, and I think meeci * 

Cor. Then bt'i fo my good Lord, 
How do's t!ic King f 

Gent. Madam, Hecpsnill., 

Cpf. O you kind gods I 
Cure this grcit breach in bis abufed Naturej 
Th' untun'd and jarridg Senfes, O wind upj 
Of this Child-changed Fsther. 

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2j j8 King Lear. 

Qetit. So pleaft your Majefty, 
That we may wake the Kifigt he hath flept lorig f 
/ Cor. Be govern'd by yoUrlyiowUdge, and proceed 
I'th* fway of 'your own will : is he array'd ? 

Eater Lear in a Chaii\ arriid hy Servants, 

Gent. Ay Madam ; in the Sicavineis of fleep. 
We put frefti GarmenEs on him. 
Be by, good Madam, when we do awake him, 
I doubt not of his Temperance. 

Cer. O my dear Fatlier, Reftauration hang 
Thy Medicine on my Jips, and Jet this kifs 
Repair thofe violent harms, that my two Sifiers 
Have in thy Reverence made. 

Kent, Rind and dear Princtf;,.' 

Cor. Had you not been their Father^ thefe white flakes 
Did challenge pity of them. Was this Face 
To be oppos'd againft the jarring winds? 
Mine Enemies Dog» though he had bit me> 
Should have flood that Ni^ht agatnft niy fire : 
And wad thou farn, poor Father, 
Tq hovel thee wifh Swine and Ro^ufts fortoro. 
In fhort, arid mufty Straw ? alark, aladt, 
'Tjs wonder that thy life and wits, at once 
Had not concluded all. He wakes. I^ak to him. 

Gent. Madam, do you, 'tis fittefl. 

Cor. How docs my Royal Lord / 
How fares your Majefty? 

Lta.r. You do me wrong to ukemeout o'lh' Grave; 
That art a Soul in blifj, . but I am bound ^ 
Upon. a wheel of 6re, that mine own tears 
Do fcald like molren Lead. 

Cer. Sir, do you know me / 

Lear. You are a Spirit I know, when diij vou die f 

Cor. Still, ftill, far wide - 

Gent. He's fcarce awake. 
Let him alone a while. 

Lear. Where hive I been i 
Where ath I ? fair day hght i 
I am mightily abus'd ; I fliould even die wkh pity 
To fee another thus. I know not what to fi^ ; 
I will not fweu thefe are ny bands: let's fee. 



King hex. ^Si9 

I feel this Pio prick, would I were affut'd 
Of my condition, 

Cor. O look upon me, Sir, 
And hold your hand in benedidion o'er me, 
You muft not kneel. "^ 

Lesr, Pray do dot mock me ; 
I am a very foolilh fond old Man, 
Fourfcore and upward. 

Not an hour more, nor lefs : and to deal plain^, 
I fear I am not in my perfect mind. 
Methinks I Ihoald know you, and know this Man^ 
Yet I am doubiful : for lam mainly ignorant 
What place this is, and all the skil] I have 
Remembers not thefe Garments ; nor I know not 
Where I did lodge laft Night. Do not laugh at ne,' 
For, as I am a Man, t think this Lidy 
To be my Child-Cereielia. , 

Ctr. Andfo I am ; I am— 

LtM-. Be your tears vet i Yes faith; T pray you ve^Rot.' 
If you have Poifon for me, I will drink it { 
1 know you do not love me, for your Sifters 
Have, as I do remember, done rae wrong. 
You have fome caufe, they have not. 

Ctr. No caufe, no caufe, 

Ltdr. Am I in Tramt f 

Kent. In your own Kingdom, Sr. 

Ltar. Do not abufe me. 

Gent. Be comforted, good Madam, the great rage 
You fee is kilfd in him : defire him to go in>' 
Trouble him no more 'till further fettling. 

Car. Wilft pleafe your Higbnefs walk? 

Lear. You muft bear with me ; 
Pray you now forget, and forgive, 
I am old and fodilli. [J3xmw» 



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^540 Kfffg Lear. 

ACT V. SC E N E I. 
SCENE A Camp. 

Enter Bayard, Regan, Gentlemen, and Soldiers, 
gafi, -rr Now of the Dake if Iiis hft purpofe hold. 

J^ Or whether fincc he is idvis'd by ought 
To chinge the courfe j he's full of alteration, 
And felf reproving ■, bring hii conftant pleifure. 
jit£. Our Sifter's Man is certainly mifcarricd. 
Baft. 'Tis to be doubted. Madam. 
Re£. Now fwcct Lord, 
You know the goodacfs I intend upcHi yoir : 
Tell me but truly, but then (peak the truth. 
Do you not love my Sifter I 
B4ff. In honour'd Love. 

fyg. But have yon never found my Brocha's way* 
To the fore-fended place f 

Baft. No by mine Honour, Madam. 
Rig. X never {hill endure her ; dear my Lord, 
Be not familiar with her. 

Btift. Fear not, (he and the Duke her Husband— — 

Enter Albany, @onerilI, sad Saidiers. 
jHh. Our Vfry loving Sifter, wtll be mft : 
Sir, this I heard, the King is come to hisDaughtcr 
With others, whom the rigour of our State 
Forc'd to cry out. 

Reg. Why is this reafon'd \ 
GoH. Combine together 'gainft the Enemy r , 
For thcfe Domeftick, and particuhr Broib, 
Are not the queftion here. . I 

jilb. Let's then determine with th'ancient of War 
On our proceeding. ! 

£fg. Sifter, you'll go with us J 
CoHt No. 

Jt«^. *Tis moft cpnvenicHt, pray go with us. | 

Got. Oh, ho, I know the Riddle, I will go, [£«««. , 

Mam I 



King Lear. 1541 

JI^MMtt Albany. Enter Edgir. 
£<^. If e*er your Gnce had Speech with Man To poor. 
Hear me one word. 

!^/A. I'll oveitafee you, fpeak. 
Ed^. Before you fight the Battel, ope this Letter 
If you have Vit^oryi let the Trumpet found 
For him that brought it i wretched though I feem, 
I can produce a Cbampioni that will prove 
What is avouched there. If you mifcany. 
Your bufinefs of the World hath fo an end. 
And machination ceafes. Fortune loves you. 
^It. Stay 'till I have read the L'.tter. 
Edg. I was forbid it. 
When time (hill ferve. let but the Herald cry* 
And I'll appear again. [E3ti$, 

•jiib, Wny fare thee well, I will o'erlook thy Paper. 

.EnttrBaJfdrd. 
Bit/?. The Enemy's in view> draw up your powers. 
Here is the gueft of their true ftrength and forces, 
By diligent difcovEry, but your haUe 
Ij now urg'd on you. 

j41&. We will greet the time, {Exiti 

Bafi. To both thefe Siflen have I fwom iny love ; 
Each jealous of the other, as the ftung 
Are of the Adder. Which of them (IiiIH take? 
Both/ One/ Or neither/ Neither can be enjoy'd. 
If both remain alive : To take the Widow, 
Hxafperates, makes mid htr Sifter Geuerilfj 
And hardly (hall I carry out my (ide, 
Her Husband being alive. Now then, we'll ufc 
His countenance for ihe Battel, . which being done. 
Let her who would be rid of him, devife 
His fpeedy taking cff. As for the mercy 
Which he intends to Ledr, and to CardtliMf 
The Battel done, and they within our power; 
Sliall never fee his pardon: for roy ftate. 
Stands on me to defend, not to debate [Exiu 



SCENE 



>}4i fSoi Leir. 

SCENE II. A FieU. 

jilarum within. Enter with Drtum Md Ctlamrtt Lear, 
Coiddia, aniSiUiert,9vertht St*ge, and £xemnt. 

Enter Edgat mi4 Ghslbr. 
Edg, Here FithLi, take the (hidow of this Tree 
For yo!'r good Hoftj pray that the right may thrivci 
If ever I rtturn to you again, 
I'll bring you comfort. 

Glo. Grice be with you, Sir. [^Exit. 

\Alarnm and Ritrtativithin. 
Enter Edgir, 
Bdg. Awavold'Man, give me thy hand, awiy; 
Kt g Ltar hath Io0, he and his Daughter ta*en, 
. Givt me thy hand. Come on. 

. Glo. No further Sir, a Man may rot even here. 

Edg. Whir, in ill thoughts again f Men mufLendare 
Their going henct, even as their coming hitherj 
Ripenels is all, come on. 

eU, And that's true too. [Bxeuitt, 

SCENE III. A Camp. 

Enter Bafisrdt Lear aitd Cordelia at Prijinert^ SelMertf 
Coftiun, 

Bdfi, Some Officers talie them away; good Guard, 
Until their greater pk^fures 6ift bt known 
Xhat are to cenfure them. 

Cer. We are not the firft. 
Who with beft meaning have incurred the wotA : 
For thee, opprefTed Kingi I im cafl dowr, 
My felf could clfe out-frown falfe Forture's frown. 
Skallwonot fee theft Daughters, and thefe Sifters? 

Lear. No, fio^ no, no; cDow ht's away toPriron; 
We two alone will fing like Birds i'th'Cage; 
When thou do'ft ask me bleiBng, I'll kneel down 
And ask of thee forgivenefs; So we'll Uvc, 
And Pray, and Sing, and tell old rales, and laugh 
At gilded Butterflies; and bear poor Rogues 



JEwrg tear. »3 4 5 

Talk of Court News, anft we'lt talk with them toe. 
Who lofeSi and who wins; ^ho's in, who's out: 
And take upon's the myfttry of tliincs. 
As if we were God's fpjes And we'll wear OHt 
In a waliy Prif >n» picks and ftfts of great ones 
Thit ebb and flow by th' Moon. 

Bafi.Tike theqi away. 

Lear. Upon fiich facrific?5> roy CerdeliOy 
The Gods themfdves throw inctnle. Have I caught thee? 
He that parts us, ftiall bring a Brand from He?v'n, 
And fire us hence, like Foxes-, wipe thine Eye, 
The good Years (hall devour them, flft and fcl/. 
E'er they ftiall make us weep, 
We'll fee 'em ftarv'd firft : Come. [£*«. 

Bafi. Come hither Captain, hirk. [fFhi/periai, 

Take thou this Note, go foil >w them to Prifcn, 
One ftep I have advanc*d thfe, if thou doft 
As this inftruas thee, thou doft make thy way 
To noble Fortunes; know tnou this, that Men 
Are as the time is; to be tender mirded 
Do's not become a Sword ; thy great Imp'oyment 
Will not bear queftjon ; cither fay thou'lt do't, 
Or thrive by other mejns. 

^pt. I'll do'r, my Lird. 

Saji. About it, and wVitehsppy, « hen thpu'ft done, 

Mark, I fay, inflantly, and Carry it fo 

Ai I have fee it down. {.Exit Cafiain. 

£«er Albany, Goncrffl, Regan, audSoldien. 

jilh. Sir, you hive thtw'd to day ynur vatiint ftrain 
And fortune led you well : You have the Captives 
Who were the oppofites of this Day's ftnfe." 
I do require them of yon, fo to ufe them. 
As we rtiall find their Merits, and our fafety 
May equsliy determine, 

Bafi. Sir, I thought it fl^ 
To fend the old and mifaable Kin;; to fome retertion? 
Whofe Age had Chai'ms in if, ^h>h Title mere. 
To pluck the common Bof jm on his Me, 
And turn our impreft Launce-: in our F.ycs 
Which do command them. With Kmt I fer.t ihe.Q;;eer,. 
Hh <j- V ' ■ A.op*; My 



1544 ' K»g Le«- 

, My rufon all the fame, aod tbey are ready 
Tomorrow, or at furcbcrfpice, t'appear 
Where you (hall hold your Seffion. 

^/^. Sir. by your Patience. 
I hold you but a Subjed of this Vfar, 
Not as a Brother. 

Reg.' That's as we lift to grace bin). 
Methinfcs our pleafure might hive beeo demanded 
B'er you had fpoke fo far. He led our Powers, 
Bore the CommilTion of my Place and Perfon, 
The which immediacy auy well Hand up. 
And call it felfyour Brother. 

Gex, Not fo hot: 
In his own grace he doth exalt himfeir) 
More than in your Addition. 

Rtg. In my Rights, 
By me invelled, he compeers the bed. 

jilb. That were the moft, if he Ihould Husband you. 

Reg. Jcfters do oft prove Prephets. 

Gan. Holla, holla. 
That Eye that told you fo, look'd but a-fqutot. 

Rtg. Lady I am not well, elfe I ihould anfwer 
From a full flawing Stomach. General, 
- Take thou my Soldiers, Prifoners, Patrimony, 
Difpofe of them, of me» the Walls are thine; 
Witnefs the World, that I create thee here. 
My Lord, and Mafter. 

Con, Mean you to enjoy him t 

^i&. ykt lett alone lyes not io your good Will, 

Bafl. Nor in thine. Lord. 

^Ik Half-hlooded Fdlow, x"- ' . ' 

Reg. Let the Drum ftribr, and prove my Title thiae. 

^/^. Stay yet, hearreafon: Edmiutd, I arreft thee 
On capital Treafon j and in thy atreft, 
This gilded Serpent : For your claim, fair Sifter, 
1 bar it in the intcreft of my Wife, 
'Tis (he is fub-comrafted to this Lord, 
And I her Husband contradtd your Banes. 
If you will marry, make your loves^to mf, 
My Lady _is betpokc. 



King Lear. 2.545 

Osn* An Enteilude. 

^Ik. Thou art armed, Ghfier, let tbe Tcumpet loMod: 
If none appear to prove upoii thy Pcrfon, 
Thy heiaoiu, manifeft, and many Treafonsj' 
There is my Pledge : I'll malte it on thy Heart 
E'er I tifle Breads thou art in nothing left 
Than I have here proclaim'dthee. 

%.. Sick, O fick : — - 

Gon. If not, rjl ne'er truft Medicine. l-^fide. 

Bsfi. There's my exchan^r, what in the World he is 
That namts me Traitor, Viliain-like he lies^ 
Call by the Tnirapet, be that dares approach; 
On him, on you, wko not, I will maintain , 

My truth and honour firmly. 

Enter * Herald. 

Alk A Herald, ho. 
Truft to thy fingle Virtues, for thy Soldiers, 
All levied in my Name, hive in my Name 
Took their difcharge. 

Reg. My Sicknefs grows upon me. 

Aih, She is not well, convey her to my Tent. [fxifReg. 
Come hither. Herald. Ut the Trumpet found. 
And read oiit this. \A Trumpet fawids. 

Herald reads, 

IF 4nj Ma» of qHaliij »r degree withtM the Lifis of the 
Armj, will maintain upon Edmund fmppefid Eitrl of 
GtoSer, that he is 4 manifeld Trailer, let him appear »j 
the third fonnd of the Trumpet : ' He it bold in hit de- 
fence, I Trumpitt 
Her. Again. 2 Trumpet. 
Htr. Again. ; Trumpet. 
[Trumpet Mitfii/trt him within. 
Enter Edt^ar armed, 
Atk. Ask fiin his purpores, why he appears 
Upon this Gill oth* Trumpet. 

Her. What are you ? 
Your Name, your Quality, and why you anfwef, 
This prefent Summons/ 

Edg. Know, niy Name is loft ■ 
By Treafonj Tooth.* Bire^nawn, and Canket-bit, 



Yet am I noble as the Advnfary 

I COBW to COft, 

Alh. Which is that A^srrwyf 

Ed£. What*) he that fpeaki for Ejumml Earl ef GUfttrt 

B4% Hiffiftir, vhstfay'ft tkoa to him/ 

£•4' ^i*** thy Sword, 
That if my Speech offend t noble Heart, 
Thy arm may do (hee Jufticr. here is mine: 
Behold it is my Privilege, 
The Privilege of mine Honours, 
Idy Oath, and my Profeffion. I protcft. 
Maugre thy ftreagtb, place, yonth. and eminence* 
Defpight thy Vi^or- Sword, and fire-new Forturr, 
Thy Valour, and thy Heart, thou itt a Traitor i 
Fiire to thy Sods thy Brother, and thy Father, 
Confpirant 'gainft this hi^h illuftriouf Ptince. 
And from th' extreamtft upward of thy Head, 
To the defcent and duA below -thy foot, 
A moft Toad-fpotted Traitor. Siy-thouno, 
This Sword, this Arm, and my ^eft Spirit* arcbcnt 
To prove upon thy Heart, whereto I fpeab. 
Thou lyeft. 

B*fi. In wifdom I fhould isk thy name. 
But fince thy Out<fide loolis (o fair and v/arlike, 
And that thy Toogue, fomefay, of breedir^ br^hs 
What fafe, and nicely I might welt dtlay. 
By rule ef^nighi-hood> I difdain and Tputn: 
Back do I tofs thefe Trettbns to iby Head> 
With the Hell-hated Lie, o'erwhelm thy Heart, 
Which for they yet glance by, and fcarcely bruife, 
Thii Sword of mine ftiall give them inftant .way, i 

llVhere they ftiaU reft for ever. Trumptts (peak, 

wtf/^. Save him, five him. l.*4Urmm. Fight. \ 

Can, This is pri&icet GUfitr, I 

By th' Law of War, thou w^ft not lx>und to anfwer 
An unknown Qppoiiie; thou act not VMqutQi'd, ' 

But cozenfd, and be^cuil'd* 

-4/i. Shut your Mouth, Dame, 
. Or with this Paper Hiill I ftop it ; hold. Sir, 
Thou wocfe tbaa any Name, read thin$ own evil: i 

No tearing Lady, I perceiye you know it. I 



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Cm. Say ff I <|i]k the LiiK tre sug^ oot tbioe, 

Who can arraign tne fet't ? [^Extt' 

■Jiltt. MoftmoRftraasl Q, koow'ft thou this Pap^rf 

Bii/?. Ask me not what I know, 

-«/*. Go after htr, foe's defperate, govern her. 

Bafi. What you have chirg'd me with, that have I donr* 
Atid more, miKb morcf the ttm« will bring it out. 
'lis [>ift> Afkd fo am I i But whit arc rbou ; 
That hiA thi'; Foituqe on me J If Utou'rt Kobie^ 
I do forgive thee. 

Edg. Let's exchange Chirity: 
I am no leis in Blood than thou art. Edmund; 
\{ more, thi' more tbou'ft wr^ng'd me. 
My name is Edgar, and thy Father's Son, 
The Gods are jiifl, and of our pIcaTant Victs 
Make Inftrumenttro plague ust 
The dark and vitious Place, where thee he got, 
Cofthim hiiEycs. 

Bafi. Thou'il fpoken right, 'tit true. 
The Wheel is come full Circle. I am here, 

^IL IS^thou^ht thy very Gate did prophefie 
. A Royal Noblenefs; I rouft embrace theCf ' 

Let Sorrow fplit'my rifwt, if ever I 
Did hate thee, or thy Father. 

Edj^. Worthy Prince, I know't, ■ 

j41^. Where have you hid your felfj 
How have you known the oii'crici of your Father? 

Edg. By nurfing themi my. Lord. LiA a brief tal^ 
' And when 'tis told, O that my Heart wo-ild burft. 
The bloody Proclamation to efcape 
That follow'd me £> near, (O out lives fweetntfj i 
That we the pain of Dacli would hourly die*., 
Rather than die at once,) taught me to ihift 
Into a Mad-man '5- rigs, t'aiTume a femUance 
That very I>ogs difdain'd: And in this habie 
Met I my Father with his bleedtog Rings, 
Th:ir precious Stones new lofl ; became bis Guide. 
Led him, beg'd for him, fav'^ him from d{(piir» 
Never, (O fault,) reveal'd my ftlf unto him. 
Until fome half hour pafti' when I wis ara^d,. 



'i54iS ^*^& Lear. 

Not fattf thouftb koping of this good Succelsj - 
i uk'd his BleiSng, and from firn to laft 
Told hira oar Pilgrinige. Bui his fliw'd Heirt, 
Alack* too wnk the cooflid to fupport, 
'Twiift two extreams of Paffion, Joy and Grief, 
Butft frailtngly. 

Bafi.- This Speech of jrours hath mov'd n^ 
And) fhall percbmcc do good, but (peak you on* 
Youlook as yau had fbtnerhing more to fay. 

^b. If there bemorCi more woful* bold it in. 
For I am almoft ready todUTolve. 
Hearing of this. 

Emttr A QeHtUmM- 
Gnu Help. Help! Ohelp.' 
Edg. What kind of help/ - 
^&. Speak Man. 

Edg. What means this Bloody Knife t 
GeK$. 'Tis hot* it fmoaks^ it came even from the Heart 

Of O file's dckd. 

^hl. Who's dead? Speak Man. 
Gent. Your Lady, Sir, your Lidy; and her Sifter 
By her is poifon'd \ ftie canfeffai it. - 

Bafl, I was Cnntraded to them both, all three - ' 
Now marry in an inftant. 
£dg. Here comes Kent. 

Enttr Kent. 
Mb. Produce the Bodies, be they live or dead. 

[Gonertll tmd Regin'i BUiet brtngia ma. 
This Judgment of the Heav'ns, that makes us tremble. 
Touches us not with pity. O I is this flie f 
The time will not allow the complement 
Which very manners urge. 

Kent. I am come 
To bid ray King and Mailer aye good Nighr, 
Is he not herej 

Alb. Great thing of ui forgot, 
Speik Edmitndt wherc'i the KingJ and whcr/sGr</r//«f 
Seeft thou this Objeft, Kenii 
Kent. Alack, why thus/ 
Bafit Ytt Edmund was belov'd: 

i!.v,.:Aioo«; The 



Kittg Lear. t$49 

The one the other poifon'd for my fike. 
And after, (lew her fclf. 

^li. Bven fo ^ cover their Fices. 
Sa^» I pint for life ; fome good' I mean to do 
Defpighi of mine own Nature. Quickly fend, 
Be brief in ir, to th'Caftie, for my Writ 
Is on the life of Lear^ and CvrdeliM : 
Nay, (end in tiioe. 

yilb. Run, run, O lun^ 

Ed^. To whom, my Lord^ who has the Office! 
Send (hy token of reprieve. 
Bfji. WdL thuguht on, take my Sword, 

Give it the Captain , 

Edg. Haftethee for thy Life. 
S4^. He hath CommiQinD from, thy Wife and me. 
To hang Cordelia in the Prifon, and 
To lay the blame upon her own defpair. 
That (he fore-did her felf, 

jilb. The Gods defend her, bear him hence a whHe. 
Enter Lear with Cardeha dead in hit Armt. 

Lear. How), howl, howl O you are Mea of Stones^ 

Had I your Tongues and Eyes, I'd ufe them fu. 

That Heav'ns Vault Ibould crack; (he's gone fan ever. ■ 

1 know when oneis dead, and whto one lives. 

She's dead as Earth.- Lend mo a LookiD)>-G]jfs, 

If that her breath will mift or (lain the Stone. 

why then (he lives, 

Kent. Is this the prorais'd end! - 
Edi. Or image of that horror, 

A^. Fall and ceafe. » - ' 

Iaot. This Feather Airs, flie lives; if it be lb, 
Tt is a chance which do's redeem all Ibrrows - 

That ever I have felr. 

Ktnt. Oh my good Matter, 

LeMTt Prethee away — 

Edg, *Tis noble Ktnt your Friend. 
Lettr. A plague upon you Murtheren, Traiion al^ 
I might have fav'd her, now (he's gone for ever : 

CeriUliM, CordtUA, Aay a little. Ha! 

Whit is'tiboufay'ft/ her Voice was ever (bft^ ; 
Gentle, and low, an excellent thing in Woman. 



155° -^^^ Lear. 

Ikiird the Slave that vasahaflging thee. 

Gent. 'Tis true, my Lords, he did. 

Lear. Did I not, FcHow f 
I have feen the day, with my good biting Faulchmn 
I would have mide him skip: I am old now 
And there fane crofles fpoi) me. Who are you! 
Mine Eyes are none o'th' beft, 1*11 tell you ftraight. 

Ktnt. If Fortune brag of two, (he lov'd a'dliaterf. 
One of them we behold. 

LeMT. This is a dull ]^ht, are you not Ktnt t 

KtHt. The ftme \ your Servant Kent, 
Vf here is your Servant Csims * 

Ltar. He's a good Fellow. I can tell you that. 
He'll flrike. and quickly too, he's dead ard rotten. 

J|[Mf< No, my good Lord> I am the very Man. 

Lemr. I'll fee that ftraight. 

Kern, That from your firft of difference and decay. 
Hive follow'd your fad fteps 

Iamt. You are welcome hither. 

Kint. NornoMantHei ili^s cheeMefil. dirii. and deadly: 
Your eldeft Daughters have iore-done themlilves, 
And defpentely are dead. 

Lttir. Ay, fo I think. 

w^. He know* net what he fays and vain is it 
That we prtftnt us to him. 

B.nttr d Aifffenger. 

Edg. Vtty bootlefs. 

Aief. EdmMMd is dead, my Lord, 

Alb. That's but a Trifle hen: 
You Lords and noble Friends know oar intent. 
What comfort to this great decay may come. 
Shall be apply'd. For us, we wi!l reAgn, 
During the life of this old Mijefty. 

To him our abfolute Power; you to yoarRfgbt5, \T» Edg. 
With boot, and fuch addition as your Hooours 

ave more than merited. AH Friends ihalt 

afte the wages of tKeir Virtue, and all Foes 
The Cuptif their defervingst O fee, fee- ■ ' ■ 

Zjear. And my poor Fool isbing'd*, No> no, oolirei 
Why Ihouid a Dog, a Horfei a Rat hava life, 

- - - '~:- j^nj 



ISng Lear. 2,551 

And thou 00 breath at all ^ Thou'lt comft no more. 

Never, never, never, never, never, 

Prajr you undo this Button. Thank you. Sir* 

£>o you fee this? look on her, look on her Lips, 

J.ook chert, look there. [B« Mts. 

Edg. He faints, my Lord. 

Ktnt. Bieak Heart, I pnthee bre^ 

Edg^ Look to my Lord. 

Kent. Vex not his Ghoft. O Itt him pafs; he hate$biDi 
That would upon the rack of this cough World 
Stretch him out longer. 

Edg. He is gone indeed. 

Kim. The wonder is, be bath endur'd fo long. 
He but ufurpt his Life. 

Mb, Bear tbem from hcDce, our prefent Bufioefi 
Is general woe : Friends of my Soul, you twain. 
Rule in this R.ealm, and the gor'd State fuftain., 

Ktm, I have a Journey, Sir, ffaortly to go. 
My Mafter calls me, I muft not fay no. [IVer, 

Edg. The weight of this Ud time We muft obey, 
S;?Cik what we feel, not what we ought to lay; 
The otdeft hath bom moft, we that are young. 
Shall never fee fo much, nor live fo long. 

[Exaixt with M deM Mweh. 



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Df amatis Perfonaei; 

D" UKE »/ Venice. 
Brabantio, a noble Venetian. 
Gfatiano, Bretker to Brabantip. 
Lddorico, Kinfman to Brabantio and Gratiano. 
Ochello, the Moor t General for the Venetians » 

Cyfrus. 
Ca,^> hii l^eftttntmt-pm/ral, 
Jago, Standard-bearer to Othello. 
Rodorigo, a FooU^ Gentleman, m Z^ovewitb Dct 

demona. 
Mootano, the Moor's 'Prtdeceffor in the Govei* 

ment of Cjfna. 
Cham, Servant to the Moor. , 

Hrt/d. 

DtHemona, 'Daughter to Brabantio, and /fifeli 

Othello. 
.Emilia, Wife/oji^. 
Biancaj a Curtezan, Mifireft to Caffio. 

Offcers, Gentlemen, Mefengers, Mulcians, 
Attendants, ■ 

SCENE far the Firfi AS mVenicejAwij 
the refi <f the Play in Cyprus. 



OTHEH 

A-.OOgIC 



I B E L L 0, 

THE '. 

MOOR of FEN ICE 

ACT L SCENE L 

SCENE Venice. 
Enter Rodorigo <»»</ Jago. 

R O D O k I G O. 

IE V E R tell me, I tilte it very unkindly. 
That thou, yagot who haft hid-myPtufi!. 
As if the Strings were thine, 
Shouldft know oftfain 
Ja^j. But you'ir not heir ine. [hor me. 
If ever I did drekm of fuch a Maiverj alV 
Rod. Thoa cold'ft me, chau didft hold biffl in thy bate. 
3*rfg». Dufpife me 
Ifl do n9t. Three great ones of t^e Gity, 
In pertonal fuit to owe me his LieuVenmc, 
Oft.* Cap'c to him: And by the £iitliof Man 
I know roy Price, I am woith no worfe > Place. , 

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■»554 Othello, the Moor of \cnice. ^* 

But he* as loving his owo Pride and Purports 
' Evides [hem, vith ■ bambaft Crrcumftance, 
Hoiribly ftufc with Epithets of War j 
Kon-fuits my Mediators; for certes, fays ht, 
l bive already chofe my Officdr. And what was he t 
Forfootti, a great Atithmeticitn, 
Oae Michael C^t a Flertntine, 
A Fellow alxDoft damn'd in a fair Wife, 
That never feta Squadron in the Fields 
Nor the DiviGon of a Rattef koowj | 
More than a Spiafter, unleTs the BedtiOi Tbeorick* 
Wherein the Tongued Confuli can propofi: 
As mafteriy «s he; meer prattle^ without prafiice. 
Is all his SoldierQiip. But be, Sir, bad tfa' Eledioo; 
And f, of whom his Eyes had feen the proof 
At Rludtt, at Cnnu, and oi other <BroDods >> 

Chriftian andHndieD, muft be be-let*d« and caloi'ij 
By Debttar, and Creditor. This CoDRter-cafler, 
He, in good time, mufi his Lieuteiunt be. 
And I, Sir, bleft the mark, bis Moor-ibip's Ancient. 
Ji0iL By Heav'n, I rather would have been his Eiai^iBiAr 
J^9. Why there's no remedy, 'tis the curfe of Services 
%efirrmentvgoes by Letter, and Affefiion, 
Ajid nt>t by old gndaticm, where each fecooj 
Stood Heir to th' 6rft. Now. Sir, be Judge youc lelf. 
Whether I in any juft term am Affin'd 
Tolove the Moor{ 

R«J. I would not fellow Kim then. 
y^^». O, Sir, content you > 
I follow him to ferve my tura upon faim. 
W« cannot all be Mafters, nOr all Mafters 
Cannot be truly follow'd. You fliall mark 
Adany a duteous and knee^rooking Knave, 
Thtt, doting on his own obfequiout Bandage 
Wean out his time, Qi'Jcb like his Matter's Afs, 
Vqr nought but Provender, and when he's old> Cilbeef'tft 
Whip me fuch bonell Knaves. Others there are 
Who trimm'd in Forms and Vifages of Dnryv 
Keep yet their Hearrs attending on tbemfehres •, 
And throwing but fhovi pf Service on their Lords* 

D* 



Odif^o, the Moor of Venice. 1555 

Do well thrive by tbem s nd wheh they hive lio'd their 

(Coati, 
Do theafelves Homigt, Tbefe Fdlowi have foine Soul, 
Aod fucb ft one do I profefs my (Ah For. Sir, 
Ic it u fdre is yoa are Rodtrigty 
Were I the Moor, 1 would not be faiot 
In following hini, I follow bat my felr. i 

Heav'n is by Judge, not I. for Love and Duty, 
But feemiiig Kh for my peculiar end : 
For when my outward Adion doth demoDllrate 
The native Aft and Figure of my Heatt 
In Complement extern, 'tis not long after 
But I will wear my Heart upon my Sleeve. 
For Daws to peck at ; I am not what I am* 

Rad, What a full Fortune do« the thidt-Ups owe . 
If he can cm-ft thus { 

ytio- Call up her Father, 
Rouie him, make after him, poifon his Delight. 
Proclaim him in the Street^ inceofe her Kinlhien. 
And tho' he in a fertile Climate dwell. 
Plague him with Flies .- Tho* that his Joy be Joyi 
Vet throw fuch Chances of Vexation on't* 
As it may lofe fomc Colour. 

Rad. Here is her Father's Houfe, TU call aloud. 

Jiga. Do, with like timorous Accent, and dire yell. 
As when, by Night and Kcgligtnce, the Fire 
Is f^ied in populous Cities. 

Rtd. What ho I Brakii»ti» I Signior Bra^Mtth ! ho ! 

y^i^' Awake I what ho / Brd^Mmtia I Thieve;, Thtevcs ( 
Look to your Houfe, your Daughter, and your Bags: 
IThieves ! Thieves ! 

Einer Bnbmtio atgve. 

Brd, What is the rcalbn of this terrible Summons { 
A^hat is the Matter there / 

JIp4. Signior, is all your Family within / 

^i^<. Are your Doors lock'd i 

Br4. Why f wheiefbre aik you this ! 

y*go. Sir, you're robb'd ; for fliarae put on yonr Gown^ 
"our Heart is burf^ you have loft half your Soul ; 
.ven now, very now, an old black Kam 

Tupping ypur white £we. Arife, ari&> 

li I Awake 



ifjtf Othello, the.Mwrpf Wmm. 

Awike the fnoftuig Citil>eBS fffitk tbc fidi. 

Or elfecbe Devil will nuke a Grandfire of you. 

ArifcCfay. 

Bra, What, have you loft your Wits/ 
' Jttd. MoA Reverend Sigqior. do you know my Voice I 

Bra. Not I; what are you? 

J^ad. My Name \%-R§dorig9. 
, Jm. The worfcr wdcbmej 
I have clurg'd thee not co haunt about my Dooru 
In honeft plainnefs thou haft beard me fay. i 

My Daughter is not for thee. And oow in Madnefs, 
Being full of Supper, and diftempering draughts. 
Upon malicious Knavery* doft thou come 
To ftart my quiet. 

Rod. Sir, Sir, Sir 

Bra. But thou muft needs be fufe. 
My Spirits and my Place have in their Power 
To make this bluer to thee. . : 

Rid. Patience, good Sir. 

Bra. What tell 'ft thou me of K.obhiog? This is Fiine$i 
Mv Houfe is not a Grange. 

Rad. Moft grayc Braiawtio^ 
In fimple and-pureSoul, I come to you. 

J'^Q' Sir, you arc one of thofe that will not ferve God, 
if the Devil bid you. Becauf; we come to do you Service, 
and you think we are Ruffians, you'll have your. Daugh- 
ter covered with a Barbary Horfc, you'll have your Ne- 
phews .neigh to you, you II have Coarfers for CouCns, and 
Genaets f )r Qermant, 

Bra. What prophane Wretch arc thou f 

Jagt, .1 am one, Sir, that comes to tell you, yourDaugfa- 
ter and the Moor are miking che Beaft with two Backs. 

Bra. Thou art a Villain. 

Jag: You arc a Senator. 
■Mra. This thou Aialt anfwtr. I know thee. Rod»rii», 

Red. Sir, I will anfwer any tbiiis. But I befcech you, 
■ IPt be your Pleafare, and moft wife eonfent, 
A) partly I find it is, ifaat your £iir Daughter, 
At this fdd EvM and duU Watch o'lh*- Night, 
Tranfported with no worfe or better guard. 
But with I Knave ^f comnuo hue, a GmtdaU^r^ 



OttcIIo, the Moor of Venice, ifjy 

To the pafs cla^s of i Uii'whai Modr ; 
' If tht^ |m Icnovn to yon, and yoor Alldttance, 
We then hifre ddne ^ou bold wd fj*cy Wrotigs. 
But if yod know not this, my manners tilt me. 
We have your wrong RebQKe. Do not believe 
That from the fcnfe df all Crvifity, 
I thus would play tnd trifle with your Reverence. 
Your Daughter, ilyod 6ave flot given het Icive, 
I fay agiin, hath mjrfc a grofs Revolt, 
Tying her Duty, Beauty; Wit ind Fonunes 
In an extravigict. and vheeling StTineer> 
Of hereand every where; ftraight fatfefic yourlclf. 
If (he be in your Chamber, or your Houlc, 
Let loofe on me thejufttceofthe State 
Foi thus deluding yoa. 

fr4. Strife on the Tinder,* ho/ 
Give me a Taper— -c»ll up all my People,—- 
This Accident is not unlice my Dream, 
Belief ofit oppreifes me already. 
JLtKht, I fay, light/ 

ysge. Farewel; for ( ffluft leave you. 
It fttms not metfr, norwhoirome to my ptice. 
To be produc'd, as if I ftay, lAiall, 
Againft the Moor< For I do Know the State, 
Hovever this may gall him with fome checic. 
Cannot with fafety cad him* Fo/ he's embark'd 
With fuch loud reafon to the Cj^mt Wars, 
Which euen now (lands ia Ad, that for their Soull^ 
Another of his fadom, they have nope. 
To lead their BuGnefs. In which regard, 
Tho' 1 do hate him as I do Hell's Paios, 
. Yet, forneceffity ofprefent Life, 
I muft fliew out a Flag, and Hgn of Love, 
Which is indeed but Hgo, thit you (haU furely find himj 
Lead to the Sagittary the raifed Search; 
And there will I be with him. So fareweL [Exit* 

Enter BtihintioiMhitNi^ht-iewa,withStrviuit$MdT*rei»t, 

Bra. It is too true an Evil. Gone Ihe is. 
And what's to come of my defpifed time. 
Is nought but bitterncfs, Nov, kiderigo, 
^'htte didll tliou fee her \ OK unhappy iSirU—— ' ~ 

Ii4 ^ith 



155 < OtbeUo, the Moor of Wtsanc 

With the Moor, fiift thool Who vdIiM be t Fttfaer^ - 
' Row didft thou know 'twas (he/ Oh Ac decieves me ' 
Paft thought— what faid flietsyoa! Get more Tapeit-r- 
Raife all my Kiidrc^— are they Matricd, think you { 

Rod. Truly I think they are. -/ ' 

Sr*. Oh Heav'ol bow gat flie outt ' ^ 

Oh TreafoD of my Blood I 

Atthert* from hence truft noc your Daughters Minds 
By what you fee them Ad. Are there not Charms, 
By which the property of Youth and Maidhood '- 

May be abus*d ! Have you iiot read, R^dtrigt^ 
Of fomc fuch thiog f 

JZm^. Yes, Sir, I hare indeed. 

Br4, Call i^ my Brtthers ; oh would you lud had her I 
Some one wayi fome aDother-— Do you know 
Where we mar a^iehend her, and the Moor/ 

Rti. I think 1 can difcover him, ifyoupleafe 
To get good Cuardt and go abng with me. 

Sm. Pray you lead on. At every Moufe I'll call. 
I nay comaiand at moft* get Weapon;, hoa I 
And raife iomefpecial OSceis of might: 
On, good Rtdtrifty I will deferve /our Paint, {^Esftma, 

SCENE IL The Street. ^ 

Enttr Othello, Jago, atid jitteniUntit vnth Ttrebts, 
Jmo. 1* ho* in the Trade of War I hive fliin Mcn» 
Yet do I hold it very fluff o'th' Coafcience 
To do no eoniriv'd Murder: I tike iniquity 
Sometime to do me Senirice. Nine or ten times 
I had thought to have yerk'd biro here under the Rjb, 
O^ib. 'Tis better as it is. 
J*lo- Nay, but he prated, 
A^id fpoke lucb fcurvy and provoking Temi 
Againhyour Honour, that with the little Gqdltnefs I haT'tW' 
I did full hard forbear him. But I pray you. Sir, 
Are you faft Married ? Be affut'd of this* 
That the Mignifico ii much belov'd. 
And hath in his effeft a Voice potential 
As double as the Duke's: He will divorce you. 
Or put upon you, what Reflraint or Stievance, 

"r "a.oo^ The 



OeWlp, /iw ^w of Venice. 15 5 > 

The Law* with all<hi5 miglK to qiforce it op, 
WiU give hifD C^le, 

Ofii, L«c him do his fpigbt > 
My Seivicest wfatcfa I hive done the Signoryi 
SbiU ouMongue bis Coinplatfits. * Fis yet to knowi 
Which, when I know that boalling is m Honour, 
I (hall p^romqlgaie. I fetch my Lift and Being, 
From Men of Royal Siege ; anij my Demerits 
May fpeak. imboiinettcd, to as proud a Bonun^ 
At this diat I have reaeh'd. For koow, Ji^t* 
Bat *^U I 1'^'^^ the gentle DefdtmmtSt 
Iwoold not my unhoafed free Condition 
Put into Circumfcripion and Coniipe, 
For the Seas worth. But look I what Lights eoB» yoad { 
EnttT CalEo i^b TtrcUs, 

^4g«. Thofe are the railed Father, and bis f'riaids; 
You were heft go in. 

Oi^. Not I : I mufl be found. 
My Pins, my Title, and my puhGt Soul 
S3idl manifcft me rightly. Is it they i 

!?"£'• By jMMif I thio^ so. 

0th. The Servants of the Duke, and my Lieutenant : 
The Goodnefs of the Night upon you, Friends, 
What ii the News f 

Cdf, The Duke does greet you, General, 
. And he requires your haftc, Poft-hade appearance. 
Even 00 the inftant, 

0th. What is the matter, think you i 

Otf. Something from Cjprui, as I may divine ; 
It it a Bufinefs of fome heat. The @illies 
Have feot a dozen fequent Meffengers 
This very Night, at one inothers Heels : 
And auny of the Confuls, rais'd and met. 
Are at the Duke's already. You have been faotly Call'd for. 
When being not at your Lodging to be found. 
The Senate hath fent about three ftveral Queilr, 
To learch you out. 

Otk, 'Tis well I am found by yon : 
I wilt hat fpend a word here in the Houfe, 
And go with you, ~ \Exit Othelk; 



* J tf o Othello, the Moor of Venice. 

Cdf. Ancienr, vhit inakei he Iiere / 

Jug*. Fiith, he to Night hath boorded a Liod Came, 
If it prove lawful Prize, be^ nude for ever. 

Cif' I do net' underftaad. 

yagi. He's married. 

Caf. To whom J 

J^£>. Marjiy to Come, Captain, wiH you go 2 

Enter Othello. 

Otb. Have with you. 

e»f. Here comet another Troop to feck for you. 

Enttr Brabantio, Rodor^, vith Offcert snd Texehts. 

Jagi, It is Brdhmth \ General be advii'd, 
He comes to bid intent. 

Oth. HoHa \ ftind there. 

VLti. Signior, ft ii the Moor. 

Br4. Down with hiai, Thief. IjC^J Jraw »n btth^u 

y^». You Rodtrig* / Come, Sir, I am for you- ■ - 

0th. Keep up your bright Swords, for the Dew witf ruft 
*ein. Good Signior, yOn Aall pore jcomqiand With Ycar^ 
ihati with your Weapons, 

Br4. Oh thou foul Thief! Where h*ff ibou ftoVd my 
Daughiert 
Dimn'd aa thou art, thou haft enchanted her. 
For I'll refer me to all things of Senfe, 
if Ihe in Chains of Migick were not bound, 
Whether a Maid, To ttnder, fair, and happy^ 
Sooppoflteto Marriage, thai Ihe ihunn'd 
Tiie weihhy curled Darlings of our Nation, 
^^ould ever have, t'incur a general mock, 
)K.un from her Guardage to the footy Bofom, 
pf fuch a thing as ihou, to fear, not to delight t 
Judge ms the World, if 'tis notgrofs in Senft, 
That thou baft prafiis'd oir her with foul Chatnu, 
jibus'd her delicate Youth, with Drugs or Mineral^ 
That weaken Motion : nhhavt't difputcd ofl. 
'Tis probabtev *^ palpibic to thinking j 
I therefore apprehend and do attach thee. 
For an abufcr of thtf World, a prafliccr 
Of Arts inhibitod, and out of Warrant ; 
Lay hold' ufMM) him, if he do refift 
Subdue him It his peril. , Coo>H 

' '■ ■' '■'' Otb» 



Oiii^, the Mwraf yeracc. ijtft 

Roth you of my indiniugt tod the reft. 
Where it my Cue to 6gbc» I fliouid bave knowfl it 
Without a Prompter. Whither will you thK I go t 

To «irwer tbli your Chirge / 

Bra. To Prifon, 'till 6t lime ■ ^ 

Of Law, ind Couife of diret^ Seffion 
Call thee to mfwer. 

Qih, What ifl do obey f 
How may the Duke! be therewith HmSid, 
Whofe MeiTeDgers arc here about my fide, 
Upon fome prefent Bupnfft of the State. 
To bring me to him. } 

Oj^ 'Tis true, moll worthy Sigoior. 
The Duke'i in Council, and your noble felf 
I am fure is fent for. 

Bra, How I the Duke in council ? 
In this time of the Night t hrirg himaviy; 
Mine's not an idle Ciufe. The Duke himOjIf, 
Or any of my Brothen of tlie State, 
Cannot but feel tbit wrong, as 'twere theJr own; 
For if fuch ASioiis may have Paffige free, 
Bond-flaves and Pagans fliatl our Statefraen be. - [_Exttm^ 

SCENE III. The Senate Htmfe. 

Eatir D«V> StnMors^ 4nd Officers, 
Di^*. There is no Compofition in this News, i 

That gives them Credit. 

1 5«.' Indeed, they are difproportioned j 
My Letters fiy, a liundrcd and feven Gatlics, 

Daks- A'>d mine a hundred and forty. 

2 &». And mine two hundred ; , 

But though they jump not on a juft Account 
As in thefe Cafes where the aim reports, 
•Tis oft with difference, yet doihey ill confirm 
A Turkjjb Fleet, an^ bearing up to Cjpras. 

Diike. Nay, it is poffible enough to judgment '^ 
I do not fo fecure me in the Error, 
But the main Article I do ippTove, 



%ln 



^j £x Othello, the M&or of Venicef 

Si^Ur witbim.'] Whttlm.' Wbit Im^ Wluc'fam f 

. ButrSsflm'. 

Ofi. 4 Meffetign£rMD thi GriKet. 

2^«. Now .' — — WhM's the Bufine6 / 

SmU Tlie Tttr^jif Prepwatiia m^es for RbnUtt 
So wu I bid leport here to che ^mttt 
^]r Signioc ^f/fc 

Dt^, EJow lay ^u by this Change { 

I Ax. This cumotbe 
By no aflay of Rekfim. *Ti>B Pigeaat 
To keep lu in £|Jie Gsn ^ vben we confider, 
Th'imporuocy of <^;^nu lo ■ the Tar^ ' * 

And let our felves again but undcrfUndk 
That as it inore coacems die Tmrk than RbfJeSf 
So may he vith moie facile Queftioii bear itj 
For that it fiaods not in fuch warlike Braces 
But altogether lacks th'alulines 

TfMC XMts M drefs'^ in. If we nake tbopght of tbiii 
We mafl not think the Tjin^is fo usdilful. 
To leive. that lueft* which concerns him firft* 
NegkAiDg in Attti^of nfe and gaini 
To wake and wage a Danger pro6utG. 

Dukt. Nay, in Coa6deoce he's not fbr Xbtdes. 

0^ Here is more News. 

Enttr* MeSjn^tr 

M$f. The Ommitit, reverend, and gracious, 
$teering with due Courle toward the Ifle of Rh»4es, 
Have there injoin'd them with an after Fleet ■ — . 

1 Si». Ay, fo I thought ; how many, as you guefs % 

Mif. Of thirty Sail ; and now they do re>ilem 
This backward Courfc, bearing with frank appearance 
Their purpofes toward Cjfrm. Signior MttUMtt 
Your truAy and Qioft valiant Servitor, 
With hit free Duty, iiecommends you thus. 
And prays you to believe bina. 

Diik: *Tii certain then for Cjfrut : 
Mdrcui Luctico!, is he not in Town I 

I Stn, He's nov >n FUrtnce. 

D0kf. Write from us, 
Jo him, Poft, Poft-haftc, dirpitch, 

I Jm. Htie comes Brd^amh, and the M<^> 



Eiinr 



OdicUo, *fce AfiMT of VcniM. 25^5 

t»ter Brabanno, Oihfctio, Caffio, })g« Rodorigo, 

D0kf, Villiant b/A<^, we muft-ftrtijfhrttnpJoy yoo, 
Againtt the genctil Enemy. Ot«»*». . " 

I did not fee you ; welcpmc, georie Senior. 
We lacki your Counfd,.«id your hdp to Night. 

Brs. So did I yours ; Good your G^ce plrdon mt^ . 
Neither my Place, aoc oi^ht I heaid of Bufiftefi, 
Hath rais'd me from my Bed; nor dtitli ch« generarcare 
Take bold on me. For my parlicuhr Grief 
Is of fo Flood-gate, and o*er-bnru^ Harare, 
Thit it tngluts, and TwaUowsMber Sorrowh 
And yet is (till it fell. 

Dmke. Why ? what's the intftei? 
Bra, My Djugbter I oh my E^agbler 1 - — 
Stn, Dead/ • 
Bra. Ay, to me. 
She is abus'di ftolen kom me, aad corrupted 
By Spells and Medicines, bought of Moantebxiiks; 
For Nature fo propofteroufly to err, 
Being rot deficienr, blind, ar hune of Senfe, 
Sans Witchcraft coiild not— — — 

Dul^e. Who e'er he be, that in this foul proceedings 
Hath thus beguil'd your Daughter «f her felf, 
And yon ofber; the bloody Book of Law, 
You (hall youi ielf read in the bitter Letter, 
After your own Senfe ; yea, though oQr proper Sqa 
StCKid in your Afiion. , 

Bra. Humbly 1 thank yoar Grace. 
Here it the Man ; this Moor, whoa now it feemt 
Your fpecial Mandate, for the State Affairs, - 
Wath hither broi]ght. . ■ -■ 

^U, We are very forry for't. v' ' 

Xfmke,' What in your own part ctn you fty to thisf 
B/xi. Nothing, but this is fo< 
0th. Moft potent, grave and reverend^ Stgniorr, 
My very noble, and approv'd good Mafttn ; 
That I have ta'cn away thii old Man's daughter, 
Xc is moft true, true I have married her $ 
The very head, and from of iny fiffatdinf ,' 
Hath this exttnt ; no more. Kudc am I in my fpeeclu 



xjtf4 Othello, the Maorcf VcOiiCt. 

AndUltle Ue&'d wkhtbe foft Phrafe of Peaces 

For fioce thefe Arms of mine btd feven Years Pith^ 

'Till now, foine Dine Moons walled, they hive usM 

Tlieir deareft Aftioo, in tbe tented Field i 

And little of this great World cao I fpeak, 

More tbaa pcnaiDS to Feats ol Broils and Battel ; * 

And therefore little ftiaU I grace mjr Caufe* 

In rpeaking for my lelf. Yet, by your gracious Patience 

I will I roand unvarniih'd Cale deliferi 

Of my whole courfe rf I-ove . What Drugs, what Chanii% 

What CoDJtiratioib and what imghty Magtck, 

(For luch proceeduig I am charg'd withal,) 

I won his Daughter with. 

Bra. A Maiden, never bold ; 
Of Spirit Co fiilt' aod quiet, that her Motion 
Blufh'd It her felf ^ and fhe, in fpight of Nature, 
Of Years, of Country, Credit, every thing, 
To^ll in Love wuh «hte Che fea/d to Ibok en— ^ 
It is a Judgment (Qaim'd, and moO: imperfefl, 
fThat will confefs Perfefiio* To could err, 
Againfl: all Rules of Nature, utd muft be driven 
To find oat Prafliccs of cunning Hell, 
Why this (ho;Ud be. I tberefore vouch agajp. 
That with fome Mixtures powerful o'er the Blpot^i 
Or with fome Dram, canjur'd to this EflFeft, 
He wrought upon her. 

Dukf, To vouch thiS) is no proofi 
Without more wider, and more over Teft 
Than thefe thin Habits, >nd^ poor likelyhoods 
Of modern Jecming, do prefer agiinft him, 

I &». But, OtbtlU, fpeaV, 
Did you, by indireft and forced Courfei, 
Subdue and poifon.thit young Maid's Affeetioni-i 
Or camt it by requeft, xnd fuch ftir Qjieftion, 
As Soul to Soul aflordeth / 

Otb. I do bcfeedi you. 
Scud for the lady u the Sagit»ry, 
An4 let her iketk of me iiefore her Father j 
If yoB do find me foul in hn report, 
Tge Truft» th< Officr^ I ds Md of you. 



Othello, ifc< Mow of Venice, ijtfj 

Not only tilw «way> hut let yoiv Scntcace 
Even fall upon tny Life. 

D0kf. Fetch Dtfdemsna hither. 

0th. Ancient, condu(a them, yoa teft know the Place. 

And *till ftie come, as truly as to Heav'n 

I do confefs the Vices of my Blood, 

So juftly to ygur grave Ears, I'll pitleot , 

Howl did thrive in this fair Lady's Love* 

And the in mine, 

Ditkl- Say it, Othello.' 

0th. HerFaiher lov'd me, oTthivitedmfi 

Still queflion'd me the Story or my Life, 

From Year to Year; th? Battels, Sieges, FortUDCS, 

That X have paft. 

I ri» it through, even from my Boyifli Days. , 

To th* very Moment that he bad me tell it: 

Wherein I jpoke of moll difaltrous Chanees, 

Of moving Accidents by Flood and Field; 

Of hiir-brcidthfcapesi'th' imminent deadly Breifh;, 

Of being taken by ihc infolent Foe, 

And foht to Slavery; ' of my Redemptioo theoce. 

And Portance in my Travtls Hifbry ; 

Wherein of A mars vafle, and Departs idle, (^Vh 

Rough Quairtes, Rocks and Hills, whofe Head touchHe** 

It was my Hint to fpeab, fuch was'my PiDCtfsj \ 

And of the C<»j64/j that eich oihei eat, 

TWi^ Aiuhrofofhtigi\ and'Men vh^de Heads 

Did grow beneatb thqi( Shouldert. Thefe to hear* 

Would Dtfdimefia ierinuQy incJine; 

But ftill the Houfe Affairs woujd draw her bcacc> 

Which ever as the could with hafie dirpatch. 

She'd come again, apd with a greedy Eif 

Devour up my Difcourfe : Wnkh \ obfcrvin^ 

Took once a pliant Hour^ and found good meau 

To draw from her % Prayer of etrneil Heart, ;. 

That I would all my Pilgrjoiage d)Ute» 

Whereof by Parcels (he had fomething li£vd. 

But not difti^^ively^ I did cosfeQt^ 

And often did beguiU her of hy Tears, 

When I did fpeiS of ibmediflrFisfulSirokf, 

• "■■ ~~ ■ ,;, „ .A.onjhit" 



iff 6 Othelb, theMoor ofVeaila. 
Ttat my Youth hSM: My ft"^ S,1°"' 
She IworE in faith.'cw.s flr.ngr. -tw.s p.ffi»6 """g'J 

•Tms pitifill. 't™ wondrous piufjl — 

sL v-ift-d Hit tad not herd i> -ye. Ihe .-.Ih d 

Tta H«.'n h.d "..dc her ftch . M»-— ih' •'"'■'l' <> »"' 
iS b^ me. in tad , Friend thtt loe'd her, 
Xuid bm ie.ch him how .0 «».7 S"""^ . 
And th« would woo her. Upon this hint I fpJie. 
She loVd me for the DMe"' ' .h.ve pift, 
Atrf I loVd her. <h« (he d,d p,t, d.«.. 
This only is the witchcnft I h»« us d. 
Hm comes the Udy, let her w'tnefiit, 

£««■ Defdimona, Jsgo, *«< -*"~'«'/- ._ 

D«t. I think this rile would win my D'tigtacr Mo. 
G«dBr-*~<i.i tske up this mingled matter at the b^f 
Sen do their broken Weapons rather ufe* 
Than their bare Hands. 
' Srd IpravTouheather Ipeak, 
UfcTcnS'tha. Ihe w« Wf*' Wooer, 
befttuaion on my Head, if my bad b^sme 
Sghronthe Man.' Come hi^", 8«tle Mlftref.. 
dI you perieive in all this noble Company, 
Whert moft you owe Obedience! 
■ Dij: My noble father, 
I do Bcreeive hert a divided Duty! . 

To/ofl am bound for Ufe-ani Education 1 
My Life and Education both do 1"'° "»• 
How to lefpea you. You are the Lord of Duty. 
iZ hitiiefto your Daughter. But heie^ ny Husband. 
And ft much Duty as -T MotJ".^'* "^ 
To you, preferring you before herJFaAer, 
So much I chillnegr, that I may profeft 
Due to th. Mior, my Lord. 

Br* God be with you: JJ»Jf ""'i- . 
Pleafe it your Srace, M^'X „? 
I had rather to adopt a Child tkiD S« «. . 

Come hither. Moor. . , „ tr ^ 
I her« do give thee that with all mv Heart, 
Which, but thou haft already, with all niy ^"t 
I w«t|ld keep frbm thcr. For your fake, J««V , 



Otlielloj th Moor of Venke. tjtf* 

I. »m glad IE Soul, I have no otber Child ; 

For thy cfcapc would teich me Tyranny 

To hang Clogs oa than. I hive done, my Lord* 

Dnke. Lot me rpcafe like your felf ; and tiy a Sentence 
Wtichi tike a gtiife, or Aep, may help thefe Lovcri. 
When Remedies are paft, the Griefs are ended . 

By feeing the worft, which late oa hopes depended. 
To mourn a Mifchlef that is paft and gone, . ' 

Is the next way to draw new Mifcfaief on. 
What cannot be preferv'd when Fmtune takei. - 

Patieace her Injury a raodtery' makes. 
The robb'd that fmiks; fteats fomnhin^ from the Thief» 
He robs bimfelf that fpendi a bootlefi @rJef* 

2r«. So let' the Tmk, of Cyfrut us begaile. 
We lole it not io long as wc^n foule ; 
He bears the Sentence well* that nothing bears. 
But the fi ee Comfort which from thence he heats. 
But he hears both the Seoteoee, and the Sorrow, 
That to pay Grief, muft of poor Patience borrow* 
Thefe Sentences to Sugar, or to Gdl, 
Being ftrong on both fides, ne equivocal 
But words are words ; I never yet did hear. 
That the bruiz'd Heart was pierced through the Ear* 
T humbly bcfcech you proceed to tb.'affiirs of Stire. > - 

Dnke, The TVn^, with a moft mighty preparation, makes 
for C;^rj«i .- Othelie, the Fortitude of the place is beft known 
to you. And though we hive there a Subftitute of mod 
allowed fufficiency ; yet Opinion, a more Sovereign Mi- 
ftrefs of Sffeds, throws a more fafe Voice on you t you 
muft therefore be content to {lubber the groft of your new 
Fortunes, with thiiinore ftubbom, a&dboifterousExpedicion, 

0th. The Tyrant CufttMD, aioft grave Senators, 
Hath made the flinty and fteel Coach of War 
My thrice-driven bed of Down. I do agnize 
A natural and prompt Alacrity, 
I And in hardneis -, and -do undertake 
This prefent War againft the Otttmittt, 
Moft humbly therefore bending to your Statff 
I Crave 6t Difpolition for my Wifei 
Due Reverence of Place and exhibition, 
>Vith fuch accorojnodatisn and befort, 'C\-^,^,-.\r- 

y?i! Y- '" ~" Kk ; '' "■ ■''^''^^^Si^ 



i$7^ OcheUo> the Mm of Yence. 

A$ levek with het breeding. 

V/ikf. Why, at her Father's. 

Srs. I will not have it ib. 

0th, Nor I. 

Vef^ Nor would I there refidr* 
To put my Either in impatient lliooghts 
- By being in hit Eye. Mofi gracious DaJv* 
To my unfolding lend your proTperous Etr, 
And lee me 6nd a Chirader io yoiu Voice 
T'affift my fio^ciiefi. 

Duke. What would you, DefdnmmM f 

Dtf. Tba.1 I did love the Moor to Kvc with htv. 
My down-right Violence, and Aorm o£ Fonuocs^ 
May trumpet to the World. My Hearths fubdu'i . 
£veo to the very Quality of my Ltird > 
I faw Othello't Vifige in his Mmd, 
And to bii Honours and bii valiant Parts 
Did I my Soul aod FortuRey.confecnts.. 
So that, dear L«rds. if I be left behind 
A Moth of Peace, and tte gn to the War, 
The Riteifor why I love bin sre bneftoM: 
And I a heavy ir.ierim fluli fuppore 
* By his dear Abfence. Let me go witii hirau 

0th. Your Voi(:e% Lords ; beftech you, let her Will 
Mave a free way. 

Vouch with me Heav'n. I therefene beg it «ot 
To pleafe the Palate of my Appetite; 
Nor to comply with Heat tbf young atfcAs 
Io my defund, and pgoper Siti$(a£tion -, 
Sot to be freei and bounteous to hei Mand. 
'And Heav'n defend your good Soul'', that yo» ihink 
I will your ferious and great Bufinefs leant ' 
When ihe is witb me — No, when lighti-wing'd Toys 
Of Feather'd Cupid, fttl with winnin duhtefs 
My Ipeculative and offic'd Infirumcnt, 
That my Difports corrupt and taint my Bvlinclt; 
Let Houfewivesmakea 9iillet of my Hil«, 
And all indign and bafe Adveriitin, 
Make head againft my Eftimatton. 

D»kit' Be it as you ihall jMivately decermine'. 
Either for her ftay or going j th'Affw cri^ l^y^ 



And 



Othellfi, the Moot- of Vcaitc. tjft 

And fyetd rauft anlwtr ir. 

&ii. You muft away to Nighr. 

0th, With all my Heirh 

Dffkf. At nine i'tb' Motfiiing here we'll meet «g4ifl« 
OibeiU, leave foiuc Officer btehiiK), 
And he Qiali our CommifSon bring r« you ; 
And fucli things elfj of quilify aficl refpcdfc 
As- aocfi ioiport to.you< 

0^/>. So pleafe your Graee^ fl!ty AncieDf ; 
A Mid he is of booefty. and trdftj 
"fo his Conveyance f affign iny Wifcj 
Witt) wH at elCe neeftful ydurgood @rMe Ihtll think 
"to be fent after edc. 

Good Night tc^ every mt. And Ndils Signiory 

If Virtue OD delightid BMtfty Itcli, 

Your Snn-ir<]aw is fir more ffirtbao MkL 

Stm. Adieu; brive Moor, ufc Defdem^m well. 

frrf, L,(K)kto hcr» Mbofi if tboil faaft Eyea id {«» 
She iias ^cceiv'd ter Fathari Md mi^ tbte; {^MH, 

Otk. My Life upon hat faitfc. HoneA j^'«j[*; 
My btfdtmoHii mult I Udve to fhce ; • 

( pretbce let thy Wife atttnd sn her* 
And bring them after iit their beft Advinuge. 
_ Come. DefditaemSi I have but in Hour 
Of tovs, of worldly matter, and dirfSiAn 
To fpeak with thee. Wettull obey th»tiiDei [Sxit. 

R»d. Jug; 

jigo. What fayell thou, noble Heart I 

R»d. U^hat will I do, thiokeft thou ( 

yago. Why, go lo bed and fletpi 

R»d. I will incontinently die#n my felfr 

y^e. If thou doft, I Ihalf never love thee tStiu .Why* 
thou filly Gentleman ' 

R«4' it is filiincfs tJ live, when to live is a tcrmeai; and 
then have we a prefcriptioa Xf> dye, whea Death is our 
Pbyfician, 

j*lo* oh villanous \ I hive look'd upon the World for 
four times feven Years, and (ince I could didid^utftt be- 
twixt a BeiTeEit and an tnjury, I rover found Man ihac 
knew how lolo^c himfelf^ B'er I would favi I would drown 
"^~ ■ - r-- • Kk i; ■" - ■''^^^'i my 



X5 7 '^ Othello, the Moor of Venice. ' 

my felf for the 4ove of a Gumn^-Hen, t would cbaoge my 
Humanity with a Baboon. 

Rut. What (hould 1 do, I coDfers it ii my flume to be 
fo fond, but it is not in my Virtue to amend it, 

Jig: Virtue f a Fig, *cis in our felves that we are thus 
or thus. Our Bodiei art our Gardens, to the which dor 
Wilis are (Sardiners. So that if we will plant Hctctes, or 
fow Lettice; fet Hyffop, and weed up Time ; fupply it 
with one gender of Herbs, or diflrad it with aaany ; ei- 
ther have it fteril with Idlenefst or manured with rnduRry, 
why the Power and corrigible Authority of this lyes in our 
Will. If the Ballance of our Lives had n*t one fcale of 
Reafon to poife another of Seofuality, the blood and bafe- 
nefs of OUT Natures would condud us to moft prepofterous 
Concluflons. But we have Reafon, to cool our raging Mo- 
tions, our carnal Stings, our imbitted LuRs ^ whereof I tab 
this, that you call Love, to be a Sed, or Syeo. 

Xod. It cannot be. 

y^lt. It ii meerly a Luft of the Blood, and a PermiffioB 
of the Will. Come, be a Man : Drown thy felf ? drown 
Cats and blind Puppies. 1 have profeft me thy Fiiesdi 
and I confefs me knit to thy deferving. withCabhsof ptr- 
durable toughnefs. I could aever better fteed thee tbm 
now. Put Mony in ihy Purfe j follow thou thefe Wan. 
defeat thy Favour with an ufurped Beard ; I fay, put 
Mony in thy Purfe, It cannot be long that Defdamu 
fliould continue her Love to the Moor. Put Motiy in iby 
Purfe - - nor he bis to her. It was a violent Commcfice- 
ment in her, and thou Ihalc (ec an anfwerablc S^qucfltatior, 
but putMoGV in tby Purfe. Fhefe Moore arc changeable in theii 
Wills; fill thy Purfe with Mony. The Food thit to him, 
now, is as lufcious as Locufts, (hall to him Ihortly be as bit* 
ter asColoqiiintida. She truft change for Youth; whenflit 
is fated with his Body, Ihe will find the Errors of hn 
Choice. Therefore put Mony in thy Purfe. If thou wilt | 
needs damn thy felf, do it a mote delicate way than drown- 
ing. Make all the Mony thou canft. If Sanaimony aiod 
a frail Vow betwixt an erring BarlrarUn and fiper-fubtk 
VemiUi be not too hard for my Wits, and all the Tribe of 
Hell, thou (halt enjoy her ; therefore make Mony. A pox ol 
drowningthyfelf, itiicleaa outof the way. Seek thou ratlift | 



Odicllo, the Moor cf yeaicc, 1575 

to be haog'd in compaSog thy Joy. than to be 4n>wn*d, 
and go without her. 

rZl Wilt thou be faft to my hopesi if t depend on the 
iSutf 

J^»> Thou art furc of rae : Go mAt Moiiy. I have 
t6ld thee ofcen,- and I re-tell thee again and again, I hite the 
Moor. My Caufe-is hearted; thine hath no lefs reafon. 
Let us be conjundive in our revenge againft him. If thou 
canft cuckold him, thou daft thy fella Pleafure, me a Sport. 
There are many Events in the womb of Time, which will 
be delivered. Traverfe, go, provide thy Mony. We will 
have more of this to morrow. Adieu. 

JEvdt. Where Ihall we meet i'lh' Morning \ 

J*g». At my Lodging. 

Rod. I'll be with thee betimes. 

J^. <&o to. farewel. Do yon hear, Rmttrift I 

Red, I'll fell all, my Land. [£;«>; 

J*l». Thus do I ever make my Fool my Purfc 5 
For I 'mioe own gain'd Knowledge fliould profane. 
If I would time expend with fuch a Swain, 
But for my Spprt and Profit s I hate the Moof, 
And it is thought abroad, that'twiitmy Sheets 
He has done my Office. I know not xh. be true- ..u 
But I, for meer fufpicion in that kind, 
Will do, as if for furety. He holds ms -urcll 
The better fliall my Purpofe work on him j 
Ct^'s a proper Man : Let me fee now. 
To get this place, and to plume up my Will 
In double Knawery — How f how i — Let^ Jee— 
After Ibme time, to abufc OthelU's Ears, 
That he is too.fimiliar with his Wife— __ 
He hath a Perfon, and a fmooth Dilj>bfe = 

To be fufpefted ; fram'd to make Women falfe. 
The Moor is of a free and open Nature, 
That thinks Men honeft, that but fecm to be fo. 
And will as tenderly be led by th'Nofe 
As Afles are : 

I have't-vit is ingendred -— Hell and Night 
Muft bring this aunOrous Birth to the World's Jiglit. 

K k 3 -ACT 

n, ■X.OOQ\C 



-w 



A C T II. SCENE I. 
SCENE' Tie Capital Cil/ »/ CjrErns. 

THAT, from ifae Cape^ can you difcerB atSeaf 
I C2<n. Noiliing « all, it is > ki|hwtoiighr 
Fl09d ) 
I tinobt 'iwiat the Hea»'ot and the Maia 

mIm. Methinks the Wind |iath fpnkeiloiad at Ltnd, 
A fuller bljii ne'er (hook our Batdemsnts-; 
. If it hatli ruffian'fi lb upon the Sea, 
What Ribs of Oak, when Mountafos melt oB them. 
Can hold the Monies. What (hall we hear of this* 
■ 1 C<i>i. A Segregation of the Turiijh ifcot; 
For do but (land upon the foaming Sh<»t«, 
The chiddw BiUa» fee»s t< piU the Clouds, 
The wind-lh)W Surge, with high and tiil«Bflr»iMM»i», 
Seems to caft Wijter on the burning Bear, ■ 

And quench the Guards of th'evec fixed Polej 
I never did like mo|<ft»ian viiw 
On the enchafed Hood, ' 

^•M. Ifthatthe7«B-(.>y*'''e» 
Be not inlhelttfd and etniay'd, thej aiediavii'd> 
It is impolfible tq ItetH it on t. 

EnUT a GtiabmdM. 

3 Bal. News, Lads; out Wars aredoiw.' 
The defperate TemP'" hath fa bang'd theraor^j. 
That their dtCgnnnot halts. A noble Ship, of fmin 
Hath feen a gtienius wrack and fufferance 
On mod pait of their Heel. 

Mm. How! is, this true i 

J Gtnt. The SSip.isput in} t f^trtia/o, Aikti4el Ci^, 
Lieutenant of die Warlike Moor. Oihellt^ i 

Is come on fhore; th? Moor ^imielf's at Sai, 
And is in full Commiflion here for CjfrMti 

Mm. I am glatjon'ti 'Tis a worthy Governor. 

•; G«xr. But this far^eCi^, though hefpeak of (^oofort, i 
Touching the Turiffb Lofs, yet he looks fadly. 
And pjavs the Moor be fafe; for they were parted i 



Othd!o, the Moo^ of Vcnic* 1575 

With feul m& violenr TcnMft. 

Mitt. Pray Hcav'ns he bet 
For I have fery'd l^m, tifd t}tc Min conniMKlfl 
Like a full Soldin-, Ltt's to the Sei-fide, hoi» 
As well to fee the VeficI that comes hh 
A:, to throw out our Eyes for hn^eOtMUf 
Even 'till we make the Main and ch'fiml biat. 
An indiftinft ngard.. 

Gem. Comrj Itt'j do (b j 
For every Minute iseipciUncy 
Of nore Arrtnnce. 

£«f«r Caffio. 

Caf. Th»4s you. the vitUnt of this wwKle Iflr, 
Thic fo approve the Moor: Oh let the Heav'bt 
Give him Defence igainft tbe Elementi, 
For I hive loft fatm on ■ dkngcroui Sei, 
' Mmi. Is he well IhippMf 

Caf. tfii Bari it fioutjy tinbci'd, «id his Pilot 
Of very expert and apptov'd Allowance; 
Therefore my hopes, not fttrfeited to Dettb, 
Stand in bold Cure. 

fPithift.'] ASiH, aSair, a&it. 

Caf. What NorfcJ 

G(«. The Town is empty i on the brow oWSea 
Stand rinks of People, and tney cry a Sail. 

Ca/l My hopes do Ifaape hint for the GevcriHir. ' 

Gent. They do difchirge their fliot of couiteGe, 
Our Friends at leaft. 

C«/7 t pray yoo, Sir, go forth. 
And give tis truth w^ 'tis that h arrived. 

Gent. Iftall. lExit. 

MpHt, But,good Lieutenant, is yoor Genetal wiv'df 

Cdf, MoA forttinffely, he fiath atchicv'd a Maid 
That paragons Defcripiion, and wftd Fame: 
One that excels the Quirks of blazoning Pens, 
And in th' cffential Veflurc of Creation, 

Do*i bear in Excellency — 

Eutitr QtnitltmAK. 
How nowf wiio hvi potm/ 

GtHt. 'T'\% OM^t^ft Ancient to fb^Genra!,' 

^ Kk 4 "".;.:':, CoLv^y: 



x$yS Othello, th MoorofVexucc. 

Csfi H'» had moft (vnwtMk, vti ha^r iptei ;' 
Tempcfls thcoafelves. Ugh Sets, and howling Winds^ 
The gucter'd Rjcksi and congregated Siodb 
Traitors enfteep'd, to clog the guiltlelE Keel, 
At hiving Senfe of Beauty do omit 
Their morta' Katurei, letting go fafely by 
,The divine DefiitmonM. 

MMt. What is Oiei 

Ctf. She that I Tpake of, oiir great Captain's Cipuio; 
Left in the Condud of the bald J^tf 
.Whofe Footing here aiticipates our thought^ 
A Sennight's fpeed. Great Jwtf Othtllo guard. 
And fwelt his Sait with thine own powerful Breath, 
That he may blefs this Bay with bis taJl Ship, 
Make loves quick pants in DefiUmtmCs Anns, 
Sive reoew'd Fire to our eKtioguiHi'd Spirits, 

And give all Cjfrut comfort^ 

Enm DefdeffiODa. Jago, Rodorigo, Mii ^Emilia. 
Oh behold! 

The Riches of the Ship is come on lliore: 
You Men of Cjprui^ let her have your Koeet. 
Hail to thee. Lady! and the grace of Heav'a, 
Before, behind thee, and on every Hand 
Enwhcel thee round. 

Dtf, I thask you, valiant C<^ 
. .Whit Tidings can you tell me of my Lord/ 

Gtf. He is not yet arriv'd, nor know I ougltf 
But that he's well, and will be fhortly here. 

Hef. Oh but I fear ^how loft you Gunpaiy i 

Ctf, The great Contention of the Sea and Skies 
Parted ourFellowlhip. But hark, a Sail! 

Wtthin:\ A Sail, a Sail. 

Gent. They give this greeting to thisCittadelt 
This likewife is a Friend. 

t^f. See for the News: 
Godd Ancient, you are. welcwne. Welcome, Mifrefs 

[rsiEmilia. 
Let it not gall your Patience, good J*i»t 
That I extend my Manners. 'Lis my Breeding 
That gives mc this bold Shew of CourteHc. 



Othello, /i&tf 4f«v of Venice, 1577 

JH9' ^U woulcKbe eiveyou£3inucl)of hetL^ 
' As 01 her Tongue (he o^beftoirs on mCf 
.You woul(th»ve eoou'gti. - . 

' DeJ. AUsI Ihc lias no Speech; 

Ja^o. In faiihi loo much; 
I find It {till, whcD I have lid to flcep \ 
Ma ry before youc Ladilhip, I grsnt, - 
She puts htr Tongiie a little in her Heir^ 
And chides with thinking. 

K/£,mtl. You have little caufe to fay fo. 

J»go. Come on,come on \ you are Pii^ures out of Doon^ 
Bells in your Parlors Wild-Cats in your Kitchen^ 
Siints in your Injurici, Divits being offended^ 
Flayers in your Hufwifery, and HuTwives in your Seds> 

htf. Oh, fie upon thee. Slanderer. 

Jitgo. Nay, it ts true ; or elfe I am a 7*r^ 
Yoa rile to play, and'go to Bed to work. 

cfmi/. Y«u fiiall Dot write my praife. 

Jt^o. No, let me not. 

i)«/: What wouldft write ofme, if thou (hoQldft praife me? 

y^gi, oh gentle Lidy, do not put me to'l, 
For 1 am nothing, if not Critical. • 

Hef. Come on, alT^y. There's bae gone to theHirbtwr*- 

J^9* Ay, Madam. 

Def. I am not merry ; but I do beguile 
The thing I am, by feeming otberwile ; 
Come, how would A ttiou praife met 

3''(g0< I am about it. but indeed my Invention comes 
from my Pate, as Birdlime does from Freeze* it plucks 
. out Brains and all. But my Mufe labours, and thus Ai« it 
delivered. 

Jf^e be fair snd vfifiy fdimtft Mid wit. 
The one' t for ufe, the other nfeth it. 

Def. Well ivais'di how if ftie be black and winy? 

ytlgo. Iffhe he hUckf dud thereto have a Wit, 
She'll find a white thMfball hir bUckjiefs fit. 

Def, Worfc and worfe. 

*^mil. Howif feir and foelifti! 



»57* Odidlo, the Mcor tfWtnicel 

' 3*^ *^ "'•"'' 7" vntfMUf^ thai wMsfiiir, 
Ftr eviB her FtUj Mft htr to *n Hiir* 

Dif. Tbefe src old fond paradoxes, td ntfce Tpoh laugb 
Tfiti Alehoufe. Wbit miferabk Praife liift thou for her 
that's foul and fodifti X 

J*g9t lyttre's n»we ft foul tmdf9»Up> thertMHtt, 
But dttifeul Prnuksj y/hicbfaiy atutwifi ena d». 

'Def. Oh heavy Ignorance! thou praircft the worft befi* 
But what Ptiaife couldfi thou beftow on a defervinfi Wo- 
man indeed/ One^ that in the authority of bet Mcrlr, did 
juftty put OB the vouch of \eiy Malice it fetf. 

y^g: Sin $k4tws$ ever fivr, and never frtud, 
H»d Tougm 4t vUl, andytt w^j net/er Itutti 
Never Itckf Qeld^ aud jet wft never gAj^ 
fi«ifr»m herJvifit sad jet /kid New /msji; 
She thdt keiMg anger'd, her Revenge beint n^Aj 
Badherwrepifinji dnd htr diJpUa/urepji 
She thdt in mjjiam never wsi Jo frail 
Ttahm£e thtCtits Hetid for the SalmttCt 7*/; 
She thdt could tkinkj, itnd n€er difiUfe htr Mindt 
See Suitert foilowinK and not loak^bthind\ 
She MMi tt Wight, ^feverfuch Wight were,) 

Bef. To do what / 

JH*' To fuckle Ftab. d»d Girtnicle fmntX B*er: 

pef, Oh mod lame and impotent CcriKluGoo. "Oa not 
learn of him, Emilia, tho' he be tky HusIiaBd. How 
fa,y yoU| CaJ^^ is be tiqt a ntoU profane ^pd liberal Coua- 

Ca/l He rpeakshome. Madam, you mayrelifb him more 
in the Soldier, than in the Scholar. 

Jago. AftdeJ] He tajfes ha by the W« r ay. wrf* ft**- 
whifper— With as little a WeKatbts, villi enfaaie ax great 
a Fly as Ctt^. Ay,firile upon her, do— I will gyvethAia 
thine 9W0 Cooitlh^. You fay trttc, *tis fo indeed — If fuch' 
Tricks as thefe (trip you out of your Lieuienaocy^ it had 
Been better you bad not Rifs'd your three FiRgars ft» oft, 
which now again you are mof! apt to play the Sir in. Very 
pood— weJl kifs'd, and excellent Cuttcfift-'tis Co indeed™ 
Yet again— your Fingers to ycoirLigif WouW dwy ««e 



OMh* *ht Mwt tf Venice. ij7» 

Clifter-pipes for your fake< . £ri'jiHij^.| 

The Mooy, Ikaov hU Ti«iBp£t. 

Ctji 'Xis m)y fe. 

Dtfi Lcf s meet hitr, and nccive kin, . . 

Ci^ Ldj wbarr he C9tnesl 

fwsr OibeUo» tad ^undsHtt, 

Oib. O my ftir WariwI 

Def. My dear Othello, 

Oth. It ^ives me ivonderi great at my Content* 
TofM youhera bfforeme. D my Kad's Jayj 
If after eve^y TeiBptfi come fueh Calais 
Miy the Winds blow, 'till thty have waken*!! Pettb; 
And let the labouring Bark dimb Hills of Seaa 
O/jtw/Kj high; and duck sffiin at law 
Ai Hell4 froia Heav'n. If it vere now xq dyr* 
' Vweie ROW to he iBpft hippy ', foi I feu: 
My Soul hith her Coateiit fo abfolutei 
That sot aHDth» Comfort Iik.e to thit 
Succeedi in unknown Fate. 

Dtf. Tke HeavB's fof bid, 
Bqt that our Lovet and Comforts Should increafft 
Even as our Oiys do grow. 

Orb. Amen to tfaa^ fwect Powers I 
I Casoot fp«k enough of this Content. 
It.ftopamc ht^re: It ii too much of Joy» 
And this and this the greateft Difcords be [.^iffifg ^> 

That e'tr out Hearts Ihill suke. 

yag9' Oh you ire well nio'd now ', hut I'll fet down the 
Pegs that make ttiis MuGck, as honcft as I iqk [^'^fi't. 

Oub. Come, let's to the Caillc. 
' Now, Ffiendi, our Wars are done; the T»ri^ are drow>'d> 
liow doei my old Acqualittance in this. Ide ? 
(^ey» you fhall be well defir'd in Cfprnt, 
I kivc foivid sreat Loye amonftft tbemt O my S«ccr> 
i prattle out offafhiois and I dote 
In mine own C(»ifart5. \ prethe^ good ^U^, 
Go to the Bay, and difembark my Coffers: 
Bring thou the Mafter tatke Cittadel. 
He it 1 good one, and Us.Worthinefs 
Docs challenge imich refp«a. Comej PtfkmMth 

Once 



i)8o Othello, the Moor tf Y&naioe. 

Once mote well met at Cyfrm. 

\£xntmt Otkello «W DefdemaBa^ 
Jagt. Do you meet me prefently ac the Harixnir. Come 
thither, ifthoabe'ft'valiant; u' they lay, bafe Men beii^ 
in Love, have then a Nobility in their Natures, more than 
is nitive Co them— lift me; the Lieutenant to Night watches 
on the Court @uar<i. Firft. I mufl tell thee tbil: Dtf- 
dtmaiM IS diredly in Love with him. 
RU. With him/ vby, 'tis net poffiUe. 
y^igt- LaythyFingen t'us^ and let thy Soul be iaftraft* 
ed. Mark me with what Violeice fhe lov'd the Moor, but 
for bringing, and telling her fmtafticat Lies. To love 
him ftiU for prating, let not thy difcreet He^rt think n. 
Her Eye mull be fed. And'vhat Delight ftiall (he bareto 
look on the Devil f When (be Blood is mad* dull with 
the A& of Sport, there Oiould be a game to inflame it, 
and to give fatiety a fielh Appetite; Lovelineft in r«voitr, 
Symptthy. in Years, Maiiiiert. and Beauties: All whidi 
the Msor is defedive in. Now for want of thefe re- 
quir'd Conveniences, her delicate tenderoefs «ill find it 
feif abus'd, begin to heave the gorge, difrelilb and abhor 
the Moor ; very Nature will inftruft her in it. and com. 
pet her to fjine fecond choice. ' Now, Sir. this granted, 
(ai it is a moft pregnane Mid unibrc'd Potition) who ftands 
fo eminent in the degree of this Fortune, a$ Cajjio does: A 
Knave very volitbie; no further ConftionabJe, than in 
putting oii the meer form of Civil and Human fceming, 
for the better compafs of bis Salt, and moft bidden loofe 
Affe&ion i Why none, why none. A ilippery and fubtle 
Knave, a finder of Occaiions; that has an Eye can fhiBp 
aid counterfeit Advantigest thoagh true Advjintae* never 
prefentit feif. A Devililh Ktiavel brlidcs, the Knave is 
handibm, young, and hath all thofe RequCties in.him, that 
folly and green Minds look after. A peftilent compleat 
Kiavel and the VVoman h.tti found him already. 

Rad. I caooot believe that inher,'(he'sfu]lof moft bleft'd 
Condition. 

Jaga. Blefs'd Figs epd. The Wine Ihe drinks is made 
of Grapes. If (he had been blefs'd, (he would iMver have 
lijv'd the Moor: Blefs'd pudding/ Didft thou aoc fee 

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Othello, the Moot of Vetuce. 15 8 1 

ker paddle with the piloi of iih Hzndi Didft'not milk 
that? 

KoJ. Yes, that I did ^ but thai was but CourteHe. 

y*£«- Letcbery by this Hind: An index, and obfctire 
Prel''gue totb? Hiftory of LuH, and ibul Thoughts. They 
met £ near with tbeir Lips* that tbeir Breaths evbrac'd 
together, Vtllanous Thoughts, J?*i^»rig0< whet) tbcfe Mu- 
tabilities f* martial the way, hard at band comes the Ma- 
iler, and main Exercifet th' incorporate Coaclufion : PiOi^r* 
But. Sir, be you rul'd by me. I have brnight you from 
f^emt. Watch you to Nighty for the Command, I'll lay'e 
upon you. C4ffie knows you not; I'll not be hrStbm yoo. 
£>o jou fir.d fome Occafion to anger C^, either by fpnk- 
ing too Toud« or tainting his 'Difciplint, or ifdta. what ci- 
ther courfe you pleife, ' which thetime ftiaUjmrs favourably 
RiintAer. 

Rod. Wtll. 

y*£»- Sir, he's RaOii and very fuddeo in Chder.-' And 
happily (nay'ftnke at you; provofte him that he may; for 
eten out of that will I caufe ihof« t>f Cjprm t6 mtitiny. 
Whofc Qualification fliall coire into no true tafle again, 
but by difpla'nting of Ca^. So fhall you have a rtioitcr 
journey to yotir Deftres, by the means I Ihall then have 
to prefer them. And the Impediment tnblt pidfitably r«- 
-moved, without the which there were no ezpaSatioo of 
our Profperity. 

Rtd, I willdothis, if you can bring it to my' Oppei^ 
tunity. 

,Jag«' I warrant thee. Meet me by atid.byat'theCittft- 
del. 1 iiHift fetch his NeecSaries alhore. FardWeU' 

R»d. Adieu. [Exit, 

y^9. That C^ loves her, I do well Iwlieve'te 
That Oie loves him, 'tis apt,/ and of great Credic. 
The Moor, howbeit that 1 endure him not* 
Is of a conftanr, loving, noble Nature. 
And r dare thiol, hell prove to Dtfismwa, 
A moft dear Husbaad. Now I do love her too. 
Not out of abfolutc Liift, though petadvencurt 
I ftand accountant for as great a Sin, 
But partly led to diet my Kevenge, 



zjSt Othello, the Mear'vfykrtisei 

For that I do fuf^ed the luHjr M<br 

Hath leipc into my Seat. The Thoughts whereof,' 

t>oth, tike a ptifonous Mineral, gniHf ity Inwards; 

And nothing can, or Ihdl content my Scml 

*rill I amevsli'd with him, Wifefor ^ilt: 

Or fiffiitg hy yet that 1 put the Moor. 

At lead into i Jealoufie lo ftlronfi;. 

Tbit Judgment canUoc eure^ Which thief to 4p, 

If thk post Trafb of ^tnict, <itrbom I tritft 

for fail quick banting, ftand the putting w^ 

I'll hftVC dur Mithjui Caffia on thi hip, 

Aboft hin to thg Mtior in the tight garlf, 

for I for Caj^ vith my Night Cap too. 

Make th« Mttor thtnk me, Bvs liift aAd reward sir, 

for nuking hin egregioudy an A&, 

And praSifing upon his peace and quiet. 

Even to roadnefs. *Tis tiere but yer confirfd, 

Kdavcriet pldin Face, it oatar fccn, 'titt us'd. . [£xjr. 

Emtr HtrnUt with 4 PrKUmmim, 

Her. It i» OtbtlU's fkaHir^^ out Noble afid Valiant @t- 
neni; chit upon certain Tidings ilow arriv'dj inrporcinf the 
meer Perdition of the Tmkifh Fleet, every Man put niot* 
feif into Triumph. Some to dance, foine to nake B^mk> 
firei, CKh Man to what Sport and Revels his addidioD 
lMd» bin. For belidcs this ben«gcia] News, il is the Gf- 
lehration of his Nuptial. So much was his pleafurc fiiould 
b« proclaimed. Alt 0£ces are open, aftd i^cte is fuU liinr' 
cy of Feafting, from this prefeot hour of Five, 'till the Ball 
faavetoll'd eleven. 
filefi the ia« oCCnrm. bkI out noMe Genferat OtM*. 

' lExit. 
Emit Ocbdio, Derdtmona, Cafflo, Otd ^leiuUm/L 

0th. Oood MiehAtl, lc>ok yow ter the Guard to Kight. 
Let's teach our felves that honourable ftopf 
Not to out-fport Difcrctiof). 

Caf, ^11^0 tuth direSion what to do* 
But notwitMtandim'Wiih ait pttfoni) fiye^ 
Willllookto't. ■ 

0th* Jsgt is moft honeft : 
Mkbdel, good Nighr, Tg Morrow with ydu* cirKeAj 
Lee me have Ipeech with you. Come, mf dear Lqvc, 

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OtheUo, the Mwr of Veilk$. 1581 

The Purchace made, the Fruits tfe to cnfni. 
That Profit's yet to come'twceo raeaadyau. 
<Spod K^ht. [£««; 

Enttr Jago> 

Gif. Welcomcj jf^m vs muft to the Watcli. 

?■*£*• Not this bouf, Lieutewoii *(i* not yet tea tf tlP 
ClocJE. Our Generftt caO us thus ciily ior tkp Uive of his 
DefdtmDiiAt Whom Irt ut nor therlfore UaitWj ht bllh 
not yet made wantoo the. Night with her: Aod Iht k (fOac 
fcr jiivi, 

Caf, She's a moft exquifite Lady. 

>^». And riJ wwraiw h«r luU of G»in*. - 

Cf/: Indeed {he'siaofl &«lh «id dtUcate Creature. 

Jo^fl. Whit ut £yc Om h<u/ 
Methinb it ro;inds» Parley to Pfov,«oii»n. . 

Caf. Anij}vitiBg:£yet 
A.,d yet mcthints tight mpdtft* 

^-S"' A"^*'ien (he (peaks, 
Is ic not gn Alarum to Lnvel 

C4f She is indeed Ptrfeftioii, 

Jago, Well, HippJne/Jfto thertShicM: Coflle, Lfeuienant, 
I have a ftopp of Wine, af!d here- wifherdt ate a brace of 
Cjfmt ^Mmtsy |gat would-faiti hweiiDflfiirett the Heakli 
of black OtMU. 

Otf. Not to Night, good Jdgti \ have vefy poor ttA 
unhappy firaios for. drwJiing.. I coold *«ll friOi Cotftefie 
wouklii>v?f>crqtMgtKer(Mft«n«f EnteHafnnint. ^ . 

j^'S*' ^» «J«T «« ftur Friends i But ene Cof» fB rfrirk 
for yoa. 

CijC I have drtink but one Cup to Night, and tbiC »ft 
craftily qualified toor And behold vbiC lEMdVatioA it ftikes 
here. I mq infortonats in thelofirojity, and dife rraC usk 
my weakncfi wNh ary nsre. 

5''««» What, Man i 'tii a Night of Rewls, theG»rwtt 
defire it. . , 

C*/; Where are they/ 

>i#. Here, at theDoorj 1 pray yoa a\\ rhtm irt. 

C./. rii do f, but it diOikes m. [Exit Caflio; 

h/?"' "" "^*" ''"* ""^ ^"P "P"*" *•'"» 

With that which he hath drunk to Night alrctdy, 

He;il be IS full of Quarrel, and Offence, \. , ^ .oo.jic 

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9.S 84 Othello; the Moor <)/ Vcnfcc. ] 

As my youDg Mtftr£fi*s Dog. i 

Now, my tick Fod, Redorig^t 

Whom Love hath turn'd almoll the wrong fide oar, I 

ToDffiUmtM* bath to Night carouz'di 
Potstioiit, pottle-deep ; ana he's to watch. 
Three elfe of (^nvf. Noble fwelling Spirits, 
That hold their Honours ia a wary diftibce. 
The very filements of this warlike Ifle, 
Have I to Night flafter'd with Sowing Cups, 
Andthey watch too. Now'moDgft this fleck of Druokirdi^ 
Am I to put our Caffi* in fooie Adibti 
That may offend the Ifle, Btit here they come. 
Enter Ctffiot Montano, M$dGmtiimtHi 
If Confequeocc do but approve my Dream> 
My Boat fails friely. both with Wind and Stmm. 

Qtf. 'Fore Heav'n, they have given me a rowTe already. 

M^. Good faith a little one: Not paft a Pint, as lama 
Soldier. 

Ji^9. Some Wine bo / CJ'goj&t'- 

^md Ut mtth$ CaiiM^f/t elinkf eliiii;^ 
jind let me the Citiui4iki» ^I'^k* 
A StlMer'i d Mm; Oh. M^t Life't but m ^t*i 
Why then let » Soldier drinl^, 
Sojoe Wine* Boys. 

Qif. 'Fore Heav'n> an excellent Song. 
y*l'- ' learn 'd it in E^Ludi Where iodred they » 
Boft potent in Potting. Your Ddm, your .GermMm, ad 
your Iwag-belly'd HelUMdert— 'drink bo— are nothing coyov 

Caf. Is your EngUJbmMu (o exquilite in bis drinking? 

y^lt. Why, he drinks you with facility, your Dm 
dead Drunk. He fwears not to oveithrough your AlmstM. 
He gives your fftUdiuUr a Vomit, e'er the next Ponle an 
be fiU'd. 

C^f. To the Health of our Genml. 

Mtta, J am for it. Lieutenant: Aod I'll do yew' Juflict^ 

J*i: Oh {vftetEfijgUmd. 

Ki»i Stephen wdt Mnd-d wtrthj Petr, , 

Hit Breeches cefi him but 4 CrojVHt : 

He held them JiK Pence dlt toe dedr,^ oo'^k' j 

. '. mth thdt ht cMll'dthe mitr LnvHt ' "-' ft I 



O^Uoy the Moor of Venice. 15 85 

He wat a Wight if high XMnnvH^ 
And thpM itrt km afUw dtgrtt : 

'Tit fridt that puUt the Comntrj dt-am, 
Jlnd t*kf thy Mvfd CIm^ jtintu thei. . 

Some Wine ho. , 

CmP Why tliii is a more exqoilite Song than tlie 
other. 

y^igo. Will yoD hear't tgain i 

Caf. No ; for 1 fiold hira ,to be unworthy of hit Pbcr, 
that daes tboft thiogt. Weir-r-Hcay^n's ,abov,e ail; and 
there be Souls that mull befivedl, and thercbe Souls muftnot 
' be fared. 

jft^a* Ifi true, good Lieutenant. 

Cdfi Fot mine o#i) part, do ofiFcnce to the General, nor 
any Man of Quality ;. I hope to be faved. , . 

J^o, Aiid lb do jl top, LieuteiuDt. . 

Oif. Ay, bitf by yoiir leave, not before me.. The Lieu- 
tenant is to be faved i^fbre th&Ancienc.' Let't have no moie 
of this i let's to our Affairs, Potgive our Sins — Gentlemtn, 
Jet's look to our Bafi>efi. Do not think. Gentlemen, I am 
Drunk: This is my Ancient, this is my right Hand,, and 
this is my left. I am not drunk now ; I can fiand well e* 
nougb, and, I fpeak well enough. 

Jent. Excellent welt. 

d/. Why very well then ; you mud not thiijc then, that 
I am dninfck 

Men, To the Platform, Mafters, come, letV fee the 
Watch. 

Jigo, you fee this Fellow that is gone before. 
He is t Soldier, Bt to ftand by C<t/M', 
And give dircdipn. And do but fee his Vice, 
*Tis to his Virtue^ a. juft £quinoz> 
The one as long as ih' otijei. 'Tii pity Qf himj 
I fear the Truft Othello puts him "in, 
Oi fome odd time of his Infiimity. 
Will fhake- this lOand. 

Men, But is he often thus. •■_ 

Jagf. * ris evermore hii P.ologue to his SI.eep. 
He'll watch the Horologue 3 double Set, . 

VouV. LI If 



ijStf OtMio, fjtr itfw*' of V«AiCft, 

If drink reck not hh CrMUe. 

MtHt. It were wiU 
The General wtik prn in ftihwl bf it i 
Perhaps he fees it noFk nt lik gbUi Natnn 
PriKS th6 Virtue that ipptars in Cajfio^ . .^ 

And looks not on his Evils : Is not this truef ' 
Bwttr R,6rf6rigo. ' ■ , '' 

J*go. How now, Rodorigt I _ 

I pray you after the Lieutert4RC> g*>4 

M^Ht. Afld >is grcit pit^ thit the Kob[* Mbttf 
Shbutd h»ajtd fiich a fcltcs, « his owfl St«Wdi 
With one of ftA iAgrlft InHrWtty ; 
It weic an honeft Adio?, to fay fo 
To the Moor, 

5^*f*. Not r, fti- Mil* faff IffHJd ; 
I do love C*^ wflf. and iMluld do rtiAth 
To cure him of this EviJi But h*4, Whifc VMk% 
£«*>' Ciflio pufflii)^ !lodar!g6. - 

Gi/^ Ytftt Rogde I yon fc.*fcfcl [—*—** 

jIlM. What's iht Mmtf, Lieuttfi»it? 

C*fi A KhivvtMch tat tiff Duty! {"H beit tfic 
lCniv« into a Twiggtn Bottlew 
. Rtd, B«t i w ■ > '■ ■ ■■ 

C*/. Doft thou prate» RBgUt ! 

^«0. Nay* good Lieutenant; [StJtjitit^ kim. 

■ I ptiy y6u. Sit-, hold your Hjiftd. 

Caf. Let me go. Sir, or I'H know you o'er the MazUtd, 

Mt». Cutae* etmtt you're drunk. 

Caf. Drunk i . \^^ Si^ 

Jag0, AW»y 1 fiy» go *Wt *fid cry i Mutiny. 

rfjeir RodOtigo. 
Nay, good Lieoteiiartf ■*-— " "'Alas Getinetoiea— ^« 

Help ho ( Lieutenant*— *— Si- MtntMn* 

Help M3ft«» I H«re't i ^odiy WatA ifldetrf 

Who's that which ringi the Be ff'^ ' DlAlo, bo \ 

■ The To«i) «ill rife. Fi«, fie, LieutMant f 
You will te Ikkqi'd for ever,-~ 

lEntet OthHI(^ tmd JitmdKHti. 
OtU. What is tht ftattu htttj 

Aim 



Odiello, tht Moor of Venice. t$ 87 

Ittam. 1 bleed ftill. I am hurt, but not to ih' Death. 
Oth. Hold foi your Lives. 

y^i*' HoWho l.tieutcnaM— Sir— *WojiMi»» — Gentlemen— 
Hive you foq^t »|! place s£ Senfc and Duty / 

Hold. The GenenI fpeab to you hold for (hime— — 

0th. Why how now ho t l^iom wlitnce arifetb thh f 
Are we turn'd T/ir^i i and ro our fjves 4o th« 
Which Heav*fl lutb fofbid ihc Otttmitcs. 
For Cfhriftian fliatne, pus by this barbar'^us Brawl } 
He that ftirsnew w carve /or his own Rage, 
Holds his Soul li^ht: Hfidits upon his Moiion,. 
Silence that dreadful BHI, it ffinhti the Ifle 
From her prcpriety. What is the roattcTj MifterS? 
Honeft j'^go, thiK looltjdead with grieving, 
Speak 1 Who began this? On thy t-ove ] charge thee. 

y^gt, I do not iuiow ; Friends a!l, but now, *ven mw 
Id Qiurter, and in terms Jibe Bride and Groom 
Divefting them for Bed ; and then, but now ' " 
As if fome Planet had unfitted Me/ij 
Sword out* tnd tilting one jt otbci's BreaAs* 
In oppofition bloody. I caiinoi Jbeak 
Any beginning to this peevilH odds. 
And would ID A^on glorious. I had loll 
Tboie Legs chat brought me to a part of it. 

0th. How comes ir, Aiiehul, jou are thus forgot / 
C*f, I pr»y you pardon me* 1 cannot Ipeak. 
Otb. Worthy Mttitan*, you were wont to be civij ; 
The gravity and ftilLiefs of your Youth, 
The World hath noted, ^d your Natne is great 
In Mouths of wifcft cenfure. Whifs the matteft 
Thai you urlace your Reputation thus, 
And fpend your rich Ofunion, for the Name 
Ol a Night-brawler ? give me anfwer to it. 

Mm. Worthy Othiih, 1 am hurt to Dinger ; 
Your officer, J^ij«, ca« inform you. 
While I fpare Speech, with foraething now offends me. 
Of atl that f do know, nor know I ou^ht. 
By me chat's faid oi- done amifs this Night, 
Uolefi Self charity be fometinies a Vice, 
MA to defend ot^ ielves it be i Sin, 

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1588 'Orhcllo, the Moor pfVctiice. 

When Violthcc affails m. 
0th. Now, by Heiv'n, 
My Blood begins my fafer Guides to rule, 
ARd Piffion, hiving my bift Judgircni cholcr'd, 
Aflays to Icjd tlie way. If I once ftir, 
Or do but lift this Ata>, the beft of you 
Shill fink in my Rebuke. Give me to know 
How this foul Rout be^'an f Who fet it on ? 
And he that is spprov'd in his Offence, •■ 

Tho* he had twin'd with ip^ both at a Birth, 
Shill loofeme. What in a Town of Wjr, 
Ycc wild, the Peoples Hearts brim-full of feir. 
To manage private and domeftitfc Quarrel i 
In Night,, and on the Court ind Guard of fditj' / 
*ris fhonftrous. Ja^o, who begin't? 

Men. If pjttially affin'd, or league in Office, 
Thou doft deliver more or lefi than Truth* 
Thou art no Soldier, 

ya^p. Touch me not fo near ; 
I hid rather have this Tongue cutfrcro my Moucfa-, 
- Than it fliould do offtncc to Michael CiJJie. 
Yet I perfwadc my fclf. to fpcak fo the Truth 
Shall nothing wrong him. This it is, GeneDlI: 
MoHtant and my felf being, in Speech, 
There comes a Fellow, crying out for help. 
And Cf^ofjllowing him with dctetmin'd Sword, 
To execute tipi>n him. Sir, this Gentleman 
Steps into Cfjjio, »nd intreats his piufe j 
My fclftSe crying Fellow did puifu-;, 
Left by his Clamour, as ir fo full "our. 
The Town might fall in fright. He, fwift of Foot, 
Out-ran my purpofe : And I return'd the rather 
For tliat I heard the clink, and fill of Swords, 
And Caffia high in Oiih j which 'till to Night 
I ne'er might fay befoie. When I came bjck, 
F^r this was biitf, I foiifd ih.m clofc together. 
At blow, and thrulT, even as a^ain they were 
When you your felf did part them. 
More of this marttr Cannot I report. 
But Men are Men ; the beft fometimcj forget ; 

A.OOgIC 



Othello, ihe Moor of Venice.^ tjS? 

Tho' Ctjfu did fome little wrong to him, 

As Men in rage, ftrihe thofe thit wi/h riiem beft; ■ ■ 

Yet furely Ci>Jfio, I believe, receii'd 

From him that fled, fome ftrange indignity, . 

\Vhich Pat/cnce could not pafs. ■ ' 

O/A. I know, 5*4^0, 
Thy horiefty ind love doih mince this Mitwp, ■ - 
Making it light to Ci^ : C^a^ I love ther. 
But never more be Officer of mine. 

Emtr Oerdemona intended. 
Looli if my gentle Love be not nis'd up-: ■ '■- 
III make thee an Example. 

Def. What's the matter. Deal' ? 

0(j&. Airs well. Sweeting; ' ;'. •r 

Com,e, away to Bed. Sir, for your hurts; 
My felf will be your Surgeon. Lead him off: ' 
yog', took with care about the Town, ■ «■ i ■:- 
And filence thofe whom this vile brawl 'drf(r«'fte<^ ■ 
Conje, Defdtmtitd, 'tis the Soldiers Life^ - " ■ 
To have their balmy Sluitils^rs Watc'd with^^Stfife. [>Exemt, 
Mdneat jago iwi^ C^tfiv. ' .' ■ ■ ' 

Jieo. What, ir:c ygu hutt, Lieuteiwnr f ■■ ': 
: C»f. Ay, pjft all Surperv. - ^ ' ' . 

yMgo> M.rry, Hcav'n forbid. " -"• ^ ' i' - . ' '■'■' 

C*/: Reputation, Reputation, Rf'putationI •''0)i Ihavtf 
loft my Repuution .' [ bave loft thc'Jmifitift»t:i*irt of my 
felf, and what remajris is beftial. My -R)i[WHtMn, y^Ot 
hjyReputitioQ^— " ' '-■ . 

Jiga. As I in) an bsrieft Man^ I had th'^iighr yoti hid 

" receiv'd fdmis bodily, wound ; there is nioieSenf: in ihac 

than in Reputation, Reputation is id idfe. ard moft i^fa 

{(i)po(ition i oft got without merit, and loft without de^ 

Ijerying, You have !oft no Refiiirattftii' at *H, (tnlefs you 

repute yOiir felf fuch a loftr. Whit Min- there ire 

more ways to recover the General aaain,-- • Vou ire but noiir 
caft in his Mood, a punilhment mr>re in Policy, than irr 
Mil'ce, even fo is bne wsuld beat h's offenceiels ©bgto 
jffright fn jmpcrio^ Cioci. Sue w b^'agltfi/ and. he's 



15 ?o btliello, the Moor of Venice. 

CaJ". I j^ill rither fuc to be <krpisV^ tbn to dfCeive 
Ti good k Comminderi with fo flight, fo drunften, and 
fo indifcrect in. Officer. DrurJiV and CpetK P*fK>t ? And 
fquabblei Swagger/ Swcai?, Aid difcoiufs FuKUn with 
ones own Shadow j O tliou invifible Spirit o^ Winet 
if (Iinu haft no Nam« to be known by* lc< u> ciR ,tbee 
Devil. . 

Jait. What was be that you (olbv'd with yuijr Svoiif 
what bad he done to yotit 

Caf. I know not. 

ytX'- li't poffiblej 

Ctif. I remember a Ma&of things, hut notbing diftina- 
ly .- A Quarrel, but nothing whereCorc. Ob, thit Men {hould 
put an Enemy io their Mouthi) to fieaL away'their Brains^ 
That we Ihould with joy, ^vttiact^ revel and ^p}aufe, 
traatfornt our felvcs into Beafts. 

j^4g». W^hy* . "but you »re now well enou^: How cane 
you thus recover'd \ 

Oif. n bath pleit'd the Devil, Drivikenne&, to give place 
to the Devil, Wr^th; orK unperfei^ds Ihews me another* 
Co make me frankly df fpife ipy felC 

y*go. Cone, you are too {eveie a Moraller. As the Time, 
the Place, and the Condition of thttCoi;ntiy (Uridi, I could 
bewtiiy wHhtbit.Mn<xihe^: Buc Unce h is* k it is, 
Hund it for your own Goo^ 

Of. I wiU- vk him for ray place again, he flxitl rell mf, 
I am a Drunkard \ Hid I as many Mouths as Hjdrttf (*>£'' 
«) anfwer wMtH.-fici^ thsm aJK To be now a leiuiUe Man, 
hy md by a Eoq)» and prcfcotly ai Beaft. ' OK ftnogef 
£vQry inordinate Cap is snidc&'d, and the Ingredient is a 
I>tviK 

. J*l»t Cottkc. ' Qow^ go«d Winq ti « good familial 
Creantrr, if ic b« wcU ns'd; Bzdaim do nore agatnft 
it. And, good Lieuovni* I think, you thiDlc I love 
you. 

Caf. I have w<]f approv'd it. Sir. I drurdt f 

J^: Youi or My Mm livins^ nay be drunk at a time* 
Man. I tell you what you (hall do; Oar €eoeral''s Wife 
is now the Geaeral, I may fay fo. ia thii refpeft, for 
due he luith devoted, and givta up htmfclf to tne Coo- 



Othello, the Moor ff Vmikft 15 ^ 1 

tcmpIatioiH nurib ikI DtttoumcRe of ber Pim ind 
Graces. Confcfi yoiu fM fmly lo hen Inportiin* hap 
help, 10 put you in yonr HutaAitn. Shtia of fa frte^ fe 
Itind, fo apr, fq MdJtd. a DifpoHcion* Aie bi^i it a Viee 
in her Goodnefs, not to do mere than ft)» ii r«queftfd. 
This braben Joint between you and hir Htnbtnd,. iiiiFMt 
her to fpltnter. And ay Ftetiinea a^inft any lay worth 
■maWPgr tttl* CiKlc,ofyABrliaT<, OtaU grow itronger than 

it W3» Wore; 

. C^» You «dvifi m« welt. w 

3F^g«t I prMcft in the fincoriiy of Love, and koncA 

Ca/l I think it freely i And bctimft in the Mornilij;. 
I will bfCe««h t^s virtuaui B*(it»mon* to undert^e for 
me: I am defpftnte ofmyFortuntt if tbey cbfck me. 

y^l*- Yon are intherighti Good Night. Lieutenant; I 
muft to the Warch. 

Cf/: Good Nigbb honefty^A [£x/r Caffio. 

J*19. And that's he (hw. that fiye I play the Villain! 
When thh advice >c frecl ^«e, and hannt* 
Probable to tbiftking, and Itideed the eourie 
To win the Mo»r again. Pot *tirmoft eafie, 
Th* inclining DtfiUm-i* to fubdiie 
In any h'^^eft Suit. SheV fi-amM as fruitful 
As the free Elfinenis. And then fof her 
.Tp win (he M^or, wcre*t to renounce his Baptlfo^ 
All Seals and Symboh of redecni-d Sin, 
His Soul ii fo enfettcr'd toher L'>ve, 
That file may make, unm^e, do what (he li((. 
Even as her Appetite (hall play rheGod 
With his weak Funaion. How am I then a VflUia> 
.To counfe! Cdjfk to thia ptrallal courfe, 
i>ireaiy'to"his good/ Divinity of Hell, 
When Devils will their btackeft Sins put on. 
They do fuggeft at firft with heav'niy Shcw^ 
As I do now. For while this honeft Fool 
' Plies Dtfdtmomoj to repair his Fortune, 
And (he for him, pleads ftrongly to the Moor, 
ril pour this Peflilence into his fiar : ^ 

Thit (he repeals him, for her Body's Luft. 

1,1 4 .r.A.oo> And 



15 9* Othi^, iheMnnr-Jfy^ikiy 

And by how rtuch A» ftrivn to do.biiB good; 

She Ihail i»do' her Credit with the Mdof. '' • 

So will I turn her Virtue iato pitch, i . ■ 

And out of her own-gcodnels malie the Net; 

That IhaU ennufll them all. 

How now, Rji^gtf ; . 

-£«r«r Rodorigoi; ' . , ■ ' 

X>4- I do follow here in the Chace, act likt a-H«mid 
that haunts, but one that fills up the Cry. My Wooy is tl- 
moft fpent; I have been to NijKt oceedinely well cndcel- 
Jedi and^I diink the lOiie will be, I Ihill have fo much Er- 
perience for my Painsj and fo with iii Mony at «W. lai a 
Mttle more Wit, return agaro to-f^tvice. 

J'i- How poor ate they that have not patiUice? 
What wound did ever heal but by-degreer/' . 
Thou know'ft we woik by Wit, and not by Witcbcraft : 
And wit depends on dilatory time : 
Does't notgo well f c^ hath beaten thee, • 
And thou by that fmail hurt haS cafhier'd SaJKi' 
Tio' other things grow Sir againll the Son, - 
Yet Fruits that hlolTom firff, will firll be ripe ■• 
Content thy felf a while. In troth -tij Morniilo ; 
Pleifure and Adion make the hours feenl Ihort. 
Rttirethee; go where ihou art Billetted: 
Away, I fay, thou Ihali know more hereafter- 

?:^-.Cgh;rb.d,ne, ". l^'-'^'^.^ 

My W.femuftmoveforCf{&toherMi(tre6: ' 

ril fet her on my felf. while, to draw the Moor aparr 

And bring hlni lump, »|,cn he mjy CA find 

Sallicitipghis Wife; Ay, that's the way! 

Dull not Device, by coMncfs and delay, ■ r ^ 



'.xa. 



ACT 



i\ C T^HK: ^ S C'E; N E K . 'i' 
SCENE OthdWs Talace. -l 

Ca/lXJi fliers, pliy. hef«.-I'viU cenwjt yoor Pains, - 

. -Jjfx Something that's brief; itid bid jiiooct' aidit 
row, Geoeral. 

Clnvn. Why, Maftert* have. ynur<Iiifiriniiept(»-bceDin 
Ni^Us, thaC they fpe^ i'th' NolVUius/ 

Jl^ Hov, Sir, bowi . .-\ ■■ i "■ .■■-■;"i > 

CtnvM. Axfi thefti. I pt«y, yoti* tfiDdlilftriiittshta? ' 

A^f. Ay, marry ore they. Sir, . : : 

C&vJ** Oi. ti«?ljy.hangs.a T«fc*' , ■. 

Mmf. Whereby Jiaogs a. Tile, Silrt ■ ■ - .; ';^: ■ 

Clawn.'}Av!fft Sir* by many a :ir(nd Inftztuneit~ilat -'f 
;klMW.. Eliit.' ftjti^rj. herfi's M»q]i £ir you: :&sd''t;iM;>Ge'- 
neral fo Iiket yojir MuGok, -that bt^dcnres yoaior: loves 
Sake to make oo Noife with it. 

Mmp Well, Sir, we will not. 

Qnim, If you ^vc' any Muficktkat. n^ ootheiheBnl, ' 
to'c again; But, aithfy iay, to bearMaficb, the Gene- 
ral does not greatly care. - -• 

Aiujl We have ncHie fuch, Sir.' " 

CUii/K* Tbeti'put up/ourPqMs ioyMr Bag. -forJIliiwi^^ 
Go, vanifh into Air, away. \_Exif Milf< 

CWy: Dofttboufaearmc, imae;honeft Friend/ 

Clown. No», I,h«i5 tot. yotir honcft Friend ; I.hcaryou. 

Csf., Prethe^R kfwp iip-thy Qiulkt<,- there's a pbop-pkce 
of Gold for thee: If the €eotIewooHa -tbat attends ibe 
General's Wife be $^rir^, tell her ibercS one O^ entreats 
of her a little Favour pf Speech. Wtk.tbou do thisf 

CinvM. She is fin-ring,- Sir; if Hie will ftir hifb^r, I (hall 
feem fo notifi^ unto her. ' {_EMit £Uwh. 

... „C^ Do my gcjiid Friend, 

EHttr Jago. 
In happy tine, Jdgt. 

Jjt£f. You have not been a-bed then/ 
"■'■'■■ ^ C^A 



Cdf, Why, no -, tbc diy bid brake before weputcd. 
I have tilde boI4t ,7^0, to ftnd irlVi yovr IVifQ^ 
My ftiit to her is, that Oi* will to virtoous Dtfitmmut 
Procure me fome iccds. 

J»lt^ I'll fend her to you prclcntly s , 
Aiid I'll denfe \ Mean to draw the Moor 
Out of the way, thtt yoar C^ovetft lod Bnflnefi 
May he more frcff. ^Cxif. 

Cf/T I humbff thank you for't. I never know 
A fkrem^ mors kind ind beneft. 
£M«r j£4Ditia. 

vSmil. Good morrov, good Lietttemnt, t tn fitfry 
For y6ur DifplMfurc ; hut ilt wW fore be wttt. 
The General and hit Wif* im liUcing of it : 
And {he ipeAs for you ftoutly. The Mmt replim ) 
That he you hurt is at great Fibm in-Cprvi, 
And tr«ae Afinity ; f^d th|t in «holft>m VFifion 
' He might not but refnfe yon. Kut he prott^ be love* yMi| 
And tModa iw other Suitor but his lilchigt* 
To bring you in again. 

d/. Yet, I befeech you. 
If you thin fit, or that it may he deM^ 
6we me Advanuge ollbme brief D)ft«Brf» 
YHthDef^KUM ilone. 

t^mil Pray, com; in ; 
I win heftow yra where yoa Aiitt htv< titne 
T^fpedc your Bofom freely. - 
'' Cdf, I am much bound m yw. \BjHm. 

Emt$r Othello, Jig^ mit OtmtUmtm^ 

€hh, TheCe' Letters give, j^^, to the Ptiot, 
J^ttA bf him do my Dnilci to thr Senate } 
Tliit done, I wiH be wilkmg oft the Wwks, 
Repiir there i» me. 

jMt. Well, iwy ;gMd Lord. Tit do^t. 
- OnC This Fortifiution, Gentlemen, fli A ttejAe't) 

G<«f. We'll wait upon your torifttlp. [Mxtmt- 



SCENE 



OdicHo, the ACm** cf Venice: 15^5 

S C E N E II. Idn Afartment. 

Emer Defdemona, Caffio. *nd MroSSt, 

X>e/Z Be thou alTur'd, good C<^ I will do 
AU.«y Abilitiff ia tiLy-bebalC . 

^^mil, Qoed.M»4»m> ^4} 
I warrant k gmvcs 01;^ Hutband,- 
As if the Caufe were his> 

i>f/. Ob that's an honed Fellow \ do nat doubt* Ci0t» 
But 1 will have my Lurd and ygfi 3g^ 
As friendly ai you were, 

CsJZ Bouateous Madwh 
Whatever Shtll imosae. of Mitiiaei_ Caffia^ 
He's never any thing but youi tiuc Setvsnt.. 

DtJ^' I know't, I iharik y«u ; you da tqvc rojf Lordt . 
You have knowD him hag, and' be you veil wut'd* > ~ 
He ftiall in Arangenerii flandnafiltChttoff* 
Than ini [wlitick.dtfUBce. 

Cdf. Ay, bm Lady> 
Thtt Policy may either'bft 6> loogf 
Or feed i^n fucb nice and waterifh Diet, 
Or breed it felf foout of CirctttnftaQces, 
That I being abfent. and my pUce fupply'd* 
My General wilUor^ct my lAve and Service. , 

Dtjl Da not ^bt Uiati before u£milia here, 
I give thee Warnnt of thy place Affiire ihee» 
If I doTOw a Friendlhip, I'Uperform it 
To the lall Article. My Lord fliaU never te&, 
VU watch him tame, ud talk htm out of Patiooct; 
Hia Bed Ihall feem a School, his Boord a Shrift* 
I'll intfrmingle every thii% hvdo's 
With Gi^tf'i fuit: Therefore be meriy, C^^, 
For thy Sollifitor fliiU rather die, 
T&q^tgim thjt C»u£i away, 

£M<r Othello 4aUJago. 

t^mil. Madam, hert ptmet my bard* 

Ctf, Madam, Vli tah« my Inve. 

Def. Why ftiy, aid bw ne fpeak. 



i| 5 tf Othello, the Moor of Venice; . 

CmJ2 MiduD, not nov; I am veiy ill tt c^c 
Unfit for mine owil pur{>ofes. 
De/l \y«ll, doyour .diftrcfion. [_ExitCt&9. 

y^go. Hah/ I.lilce.nottluC. 
0th, Whatdoft thonfay? i - . 

j^«{<. Nothing, my Lord ; or i f— — — 1 know not what. 
Otb. Was noc that Oi$9 parted from my Wife { 
J^l«. Ci^ot my Lord/' Ko furr, I cannot think itt 
That he would fteil away io guilty-likC) 
Seeing yoii coming. • 
Oth. I do believe' *iwis he. 
D4f, Mow now, my Lord? 
I have been talking with a Suitor here. 
A Man that langttrfhes in your Difpleafure. 
Oth. Who is't you mean/ 

Def.. Why your Lieutenant Ctjjit, Good my Lord, . 
If I have anygrace, or power to move yau» - ■ 

His prefent recoiKiliatiori take. 
For if he be not one that truly loves you, 
' That errs in Ignorance, and not in CuntM)g> ' 
1 have no judgment in an honeft Face. ' . 

1 prethee call him back. 

Oth. Went he hence now f ' 
Dtf, In {both, fo humMed, . ■ 

That he bithlcf part of his (jrief with me - 
TofufFer With him. Good Love, call him back. 
Oth. Nor now. itittl Defdemamtt fotee 6ther time. 
Def. But fliati'c be (hortly/ ■ 
Oth. The fuoner, Swcer, for you. 
Dtf, Shall't be to Night, at Supper* ' 
Oth. No/ not to Night. 
Dijl To mprrow Dinner then / ' ■ 

Oth. I (hill not dine at home: ■ '\ ' 1 ' .-> . 
1 meet the Captains at the Citadel. ' ' ' ' " - ' . . 

Def. Why then to morrow ,N»glW* b^-Ttufi^j imxn, ' 
On Tutfiaj noon, or night; %n-Wednefdiy morn. 
I prethesname thetimrf, but let it boc- ..:-'.'' ' . " . 
Exceed three Days; in laith he's PeiiiftiiH • :'" 
And- yfit l*'* TrelpafsM oar «on*nloB rtiHifi, ■ • . ' 
Sive that they fay the Wart ouift mike Exaaple, 

■ , r , . A.OO; Out 



Othello, the Meor of W<Tikt. 25^)7 

Out Qf their beft, is not almoft a Fault 

T'tncur 3 priTfte check. When Iball hecsime? 

Tell »c, Othellf. I ponder in my Soul 

What you would ask me. that I would deny. 

Or Aand romtm'ring on{ What? Michul'Oi^t-^^-—^' 

Thit Came a wooing with you; isdfo many a time 

When Ihave fpoktof you difpraifingiy ••' « 

Hath ta'en your, parr, to have fo much fd do 

To briog hiffl infTruftme. I could 'do much-' .^ 

0th. Prethee no more, let him come when bs will, ■' 
I will deny thee nothing. 

De/^ W'hy, this is not > Boont ' ' t. . I 

"Tis as I ftiould crjrrcat yon wear your Gloves 
Or feed on nouri filing Dilhes, or keep you warm* - -' 
Or fuc to you, to do a peciiliai Pr»fit ' ■ ■ 

To your Perron. >ray, when Jhave foirj ■■ -■ 
Wherein I mean to touch youi" Leve indeed. 
It fliall be fullof Poize, aid difficalt ^weight. 
And fecrful to be granted. 

Otb. I will deny thee nothing. ' ■ . 

Whereon I do beJeech thee, grant me this, 
To leave me but a little to my felfi 

Def. Shall Idsny you? No; Farewcl.my Lord." 

Oih. Farewel, my Dtfdemen»y I'll come t& thee ftraiglir. 

I>tf. Ky£mim, comet be as your Fancies tea'cb you; 
Whate'er you be, I am obedient. ' \_Exit, 

Otk Excellent Wretch! Perdition catch mySouI, 
But I do love thee; and when I love thee nor. 
Chaos is come again. 

jAgo, My noble Lord. ■ * 

Oih. What doft thou fay. j^-'g'^ ' - 

Ja^o. Did Michael Caf^i, 
When you woo'd mv Lady, knowof your Lotc? 

Oih. Hk did fiom firft to laft-, 
Whvdortthnuask? 

y^l6. But for a SjtiifaSion of my Thought, ■ 
No further harm. ' 

0th. Why of thy thought, Jagvf 

Jaga. I did not think he hid bem acquainted with it. ■ 

0th. O yes ard went between us very oft. 

. ,, ...Jr. 



Jttga. Indeed! ■■ ■■ . 

0th. IndMi KjtV^tA, Dircer4^&thou,oughtb{tbMf 
Is be not boneft X 

Jagt. HoatStt i^y l^ot^i A 

Otb^ Hontfti Ay. Honeft. , 

Jivu My L«ni| Sot OMghr I biov. 

Of^. Whit doft thou Chjinkl . c 

y*g». Think* «iv Lwdlw 

Otb. Tbitk, myhofdl Alas, tfcoa cgcho^fi ne; 
At if tbuc «er« ionM MoaAflr in thy thought 
Too hideoai to be Ihewn. Tliou doAfneiD Ibmeibingt 
I beard thee fay even niw* iban I'Vil not thai.- ■•—■ 
When Cafi9)eft my Wi&. What did'fi ootlikcl 
And whea I cold thees He wat of iBy CoMnfel, 
Of my whole courfcQf wooii^i thou cfi«d'Ih indeesb 
And didfl contrad isid purfe thy .Brow togtiher* 
As if thou then badft Atuc up io thy Brain 
Some horrible Coacutat If thaa dofi ioveraic 
Shev me thy thought. 

J^9. My X.ard. you kaov I. love y*u. 

0(£. I think thou dofl : 
And fori know thour't iallof LaveandHooefty, 
And wagh'fl thy Words before thou giv'ft themRreatbi 
Thtrefors dkcfe ftopa of chine fright me the more : 
For [ath tbiugf, in t &Ue diQoyiJ Knave, 
Are trJckt of Cuftom; but int Manthat'sjufi* 
They're <&1d piUtiont w«rkiHgfrom the Heut, 
That Paffion cannot rule. 

?^«. For MkhMl C«^, 
I dare be fwom, I think, that he is heoeft. 

Otb. I think fo too. 

J«»> Men ffaould be wh^ thty leem* 
Or tnafe chK be oort would they might feem none> 

Otht Certain, Men Qiould be what tkey feem. 



jMn. Whjr then I think Ci^'s an honeft Mao. 
Otb. KaVi yet there's more in thtt* '' 

I pray thee fpok to me at to my thtokinn, 

A. .La.. J.A :.... 1 -:... .L -.Jl 



As tjiiku doft ruminatsk utd give tby wotA ■olAnshtih 
llMWwaofWordi, " 



OthcUo* the M^or vf Venice, i j >* 

Ja^o* @Dod, a>y Lord, pirdoft aM. 
I am not bound to every Ad of Duty, 
X am not bound to tbit, all Slivei an frCc to.; 
(Jtteriny'Theughtf /- »Wby Uy they ire tild aod fijfe/ 
At Where's that Palace, whereMto foUl thingt 
Sotnetimet ihtrude pdtf who has that BRtft la pure. 
But feme uncleanly apprehenltoDs 
Keep Leets, and Law<dayt, and id Seffi«ns fit 
With MeditatioiM ItwAili 

Oth, Thou doll confpirttgiinftthjr Friend, J^^ 
If thou but thihk'ft htm wnwg'df and mak'ft his £*r 
A Stringf r to thy thougbtf. 
y*g«t I do befecch ywi 
Though I prrchance am vicioui in niy GmA* 
As I can^fi \l hfn^ NatuK't Pllgue 
Tofpie.ioto abuftH antl Of nty. Jealotilie 
Shapes Fault; ihKirt abt, that yOur WililoA. 
, From one that fo impcrfiftly C«»<cmh 
Would take no Notice, nor iMilId your felf a trouble 
Out of his fcatterin^ tfd uftfure Obtervaocet 
It were not for ytwr <fMt, w^ your good. 
Nor for my Manhood, HeflcAy wd Wifdooa, 
To let you know lAy Tboufbti. 
Oth. What dofl thou mcanf 

J*ffi Good Nanc in Man atid Womtti, 4eir Ay Lo^ 
Ii the immediate Jtwd of cbcir Soultii 
Who ileils my i*urfe fteab treft, *tit fboietliing, bo^ 

thing; 
*Twas mine, 'tis hjst atxi have bctti Slave Co thoufiad*^ 
But he that fikh«l Awn mi my (tood Nemei 
Robs me of {hu» which not caiichea hMB* 
And makes me poor indeed* 

Oth. I'll know chy Thoughtf"— - 
y*£i* You cannot, tf my tieatt were m your Haml> 
Nor Jhall nee, wfailft 'tii in my Cuftody. 
6th, Ha{ 

y*i». Ohf beware, my Lord, of Jealoufie^ 
It ii ihe |>twD>ey*d Monflet, vfai<h doth mode 
The Meat it feeds on. That Cuckold livrt W Blfl^ 
Who, certain of his Fate, loves not his wnttoger^ 
9^^ whit danocd Minutes Cells he o'er, 



Whodotct, yet doubts} Safyt£ks,^eLJi(aDglf loftttl \ 
Oib. OMiferyl . i ■ ,- 

Jaga. Poor, and Come*;, U rich,;^ tick eoMigk; ,* 
But Richts finckl^ i^ u^peor^ ^iatct*-^ ■.'- -■ . < 
To hifltthatever^ars he niril>btt')K>Qr^' . ■■-■'. ^'■ 
Good Hciv'a! tbaSouliefatlor^Tt^dciend - .. < « 
From Jnloulie. .. ,i ■.'... . 

Of*. Whyi Whyisthis/ ..,.■,.., .: 

Think'ft thsii I'd make t Life of Jtiiottftei 
To follow fill) tbe Changes of the Mpeo, ' 

With (relh Sufpicions t No; to be ttnce in daub^ 
Is oDce to be refolv'd .• Exchange me for i^Goi^ ' - ' 
When [ Ihall turn the BufiBcfs of my Saul 
To fuch exufflicacr, tnd blovn Surmifeib 
Matching thy inference] 'Tiiner to'ffiakeBe^Jealou^' ' 
To fay my Wife b fairj feeds well, iove* Compaojr, 
Is free of Speech, Hogs, pUys, and dtrcei ««U; 
Where Virtue is, tbele aie looft virtiiDai. 
Kor&on mine own wedl McritSb vill I drav 
7 heTtnalleft Fear,! or douht of hen'RevoItj' 
For Ihe had Eyes, and cboreme: No, ^''V'* 
I'il fee before I dOubt; when I doubt, provej 
And on the proof there is no dtore'bnt this, - 
Away at once with Love, or jeadoufie. 
. j^«. I am gild of this; for now I Qiall have reiToo 
To (hew the Lave ant) Duty diit I hear yoa 
Wiih fianlter Spii t. Therefare, as I Miboqnd, 
Receive ic &om me. I (peak not y(tof Proof : ' 
Look to your Wife, obferve her well with G{^, 
Wear your Eyej, thus; not [ealoai, Boi Secure;- 
I would not have ymir fi«c, and Doble Nature 
Out of Self-bounty be abus'd; look to't. . 
I know our Country difpofition well; ■ ... 

In /^«(« they do let Heav'n fee ^he Pranks . . ... .- 

They dare not niew/theirHusbtnds^ their beft/Cooftirac^" 
Is Dot to leavc't undone, but keep't unkoowo. ' - • 
0th. Doil thou fiy (of 

Jago. She did deceive her Father, nurrying you," 
And when flie fccm'd to fhake, and fear your locAs, 
She lov'd th^ mofi»- 

^ ftt. 

A.OOgIC- 



Othello, the Moor of Venice, ttfoi 

Oik And To She didi 

y*£0' Why, go lo then ; 
She tbat fo young could give out fuCh t fecmii^ 
To feal her Father's £ye$ up, dole as Oak— — 
He thought 'twu Witchcraft-^ 
But I im much to blame ; 
I humbly do befecch you of your pardcui 
Fdi' too much loving you. ' 

Otb- 1 am bound to you for evert 

JF«f«. I fee this hath a little dafli'd ymtr Spiritst 

Otb. Not a joT, not a jot. 

^4^0. Trufl me, I fear it has : 
I hope you.viU conBdert what ii ffokt 
Csmes from my Love. But I do fee you're mov'd— ' 
I am to pray you, not to ftraia my Speech 
To grofler- Iffiies, nor to larger Reach, ■ 
Than * to .Sufpicion. 

Otk 1 will not. 

y»go. Should yea do fo, my Lord* 
My Speech (houid fall into fuch viid SucceG, 
Which ray ThougKts aim'd not at. Ci/^'s my wofthy Frieod t 
My Lord, I fee you're mov'd- — 

0th. No, not much mov'd 
I do not think but De/ttimeMi's hontR, 

J*gp, Long live ftie fo ; and long live Jrou to think (b. 

0th, And yet how Nature erring from it fetf-»- 

y^^o. Ay, there's the Point ;— -^as. to be bold with you ) 
Not to aff.d many propofed Matches 
Of her oi^n Clime> Complexion and Degree, 
Whereto we fee in iH things Nature tends : 
Fob I one may fmtll in fuch, a Will moft rank, 
JFouI Difproportions, Thoi^htsannaturaL 
But, pardon me, I 6o not in Polition 
Diftini^Iy fpetk of her, tbo' I may fear 
Her Win, recoiling to her better Judgment, 
May &II to match you with ber Country Fornsi 
And happily repent. 

0th, RirewcJ, farewel; 
If more thou d«ft perceive, lit me kbow more ; 
Set on thy Wife to obfervf. Leave me, 7'S'' 

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SL^oi Othello, t4tf Mo9r,0fymc9. 

.Jtigo. My Lord, I take my leave ..^C^mij. 

0th. Why did I marry ? ■ . 
This ho<tefiCreaturt,dp«btl«G* 
Seei. and koo«s muce, jnueh iDOK>ibaa iicunfiolds. 

Jago. My Lord, I would I jnightinttoat )l()^ ^Hoooir 
To lean this thing no farther ; JUMC iimtuaei 
Altho' 'tis fit ihu O^a-bai^ihis^Plfcr, 
For Cure he (ilts it up with great Aljil^y, 
• Yet if you pleafe to put him .off a while. 
You' (1^ by eKv.perQeiYeiliiD.jiad fai&uteim ; 
Note, if your Lidy llriin his ^nteftainfaefit 
With any ftrong, or vehement. iiDportii|utyt 
Much will be feen jn-that. -In t|K meantiaw. 
Let iV he -thought too buOe uj.my feais* 
Ai worthy caufc i ^a«e <o-fear I ant. 
And hold her frcr, 1 AohHstrh your^tjcwaiir. 

0th. Fear not my Government. 

^4^0 I once more take my leave. - ■ , i [jExih 

0/A. This Fellow's of eycEdiugbottcfty, 
And knows ^U Qusotiiies, with a learn'd -Spbit* 
pf huin^n de)jin». . Ifj do fmve hcrilaggir^ .r 
Tho' that her Jeffes were 4»y dear.Hearf-fttingi 
Vd whiftle her off, and4ec -her down the wind 
To prey at Fonuqe. Uaply^iar I am Hide, 
4<ijd 1)ave- nQT tb»fe foft pacts . of ConKerTatiot]. 
That Chaftt^rers htvi ; or CiK 1 Ma declin'd 
^luo -the vale of Years, y«t that's bw maciii~pr • 
She's gone, I am abus'd, snd my xelief 
Muft be to Ipv^ her. Ok cuHe of Marjriage / - 
That we can ^rall thefe dielicatp Creatures mirf, 
Ard not ;jhejr Appetites 1 1 had rather be a Xoid, 
And live upon tb£ Vapour of a. DungieoOt 
Than keep a corner in the tting I love, 
For others ufes. Yet 'lii the y^ia to Gttit<«oii; - 
Preroeativ'd are <hey left than the. bali\ 
*risdeftiny unlhuimabJelikeDearii; 
Even then, this forked plague is fated to i^» ■ 
Wbea we do quicken. Look where flxe comes J 

Etrtir DefdcmoDa and .^fnUia. 
If acbirfaWe. OfhcD He»v'njBocb icfdf; 

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Othello, the Moor of Venice. »tfoj 
X'\\ not believ*t. 

Def. How now, my dear Othello t 
Your Dinner, and the generous Ifland«E> ' • 
By you invited, do attend your preTencrj 

0th. I am to blame. 

Dtf. Why do you Ipeak fo faintly? 
Are you not well i 

Oil, I have a pain upon my Forehead here^ 

2}efi Why, that's with watching, 'twill away agi^'n; 
Let me bur bind it hard, within this Bour 
It will be well. 

0th. Your Napkin is too little ; 

[^Shi drops her Uandktrehief. 
Let it atone ; Come, I'lf go in with you. [EKeunti 

Vef. I am very fbrry that you are not well. 

t^mil. I am gfad I have found this Nil^kiii; 
This w« her firft remembrance from the Moor ^ 
My wayward Husband hath a hundred times ' 

Woo'd me to fteal it.' But flie fo loves the Token, 
For he conjbi^d- tier, flie fliould'ever keep jt, 
That (he refervci it evrirmore about her. 
To kifs and talk to. Ill have the workta'en out, 
And give't Ja^t ; what he will do with it, ' 
Heav'n knowsi oot I .- 
I nothing, but to pleafe his FantaHe. 
Enter Jago. 

ysgo. How now ? What do you here alone ! 

t^titit. Do not you chide ; I have a thing for yoiif 

Ji^e. You have a thing for me ? 
It is 1 common thing — ' ■ — i ■- . ^ 

t^-^mil. Hah / 

Ja^o- to have a fooHlh Wife, 

v£mt/. 6h, is that aTl! what will jrougivc'nletiOvf 
For that ftime JTandkferchief i * 

Jage. What Handkerchief? 

t^mil. What Hiddkcrchief i 
Wliy, that the Moor ffrft gave to i>*j[!fi!«<ff'"'» 
, That which fo o&en you^did bid me fleal. 

J*X: Haft ftoHen it from beri 

%/£mil. No ; but (he let it drop by Negligence^ 

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itfo4 OtheUo, the MoorofVcm&s, ' 

And to th* Advantage, I being here, ttwk't up: 
Look, here 'tis. 

Jago. A good Wench, give ic Jtie. 

t^mil. Whit Will yoii do wiih't, you have be^n fbeu^ 
ne(t to have me filtclji it J 

yag9. why, whit is that ro yost ? [S^Atehhig it. 

t/£ml- \i it be imt for Tome' purppfe of import* 
Givt'l me again. Poor Lidy, Ihe'd run mad. 
When flie iliall iickit. 

J*go. Be not acknown on't: 
I have ufe far it. Go, leave me-— [£*« JEmI 

I will in Ca.Jfia% J.odging lofe this Napkiir,- 
And let him find it. Triftei lighc as Air 
Are to thejealouf, Confirfnatiors ftrong. 
As proofs of holy Writ. 'This may do ibmething.' 
The Moor alreidy changes with my Poifons, 
Which at the firit are fcarce found to diftifte» 
But with a Iit!le a£t upon the Blood. 
Burn like the Mines of Sulphur. I did fay fo. 

Emtr Othello, 
Look, whete htcotoes! no[' Poppy, nor Maodragoraf 
Nor all the drowfie Syrups of the World, 
Shall ever medicine thee to that fwecp Sleep, 
Which thou ow'dd yeflerdiy. 

Oih. Ht\ hi! falfet'ome! 

y^^o. Why, how now. General ; no more of th^t,- 

Oth. Avant, begone; thou haft fet mc oo the Rack; 
i fwCar 'tis bcctet to be much abus'd. 
Than but to know a little. 

Jm*. How now, roy Lord / , 

Oth. What Tcent had I, in her ftoln hours of Lufi { 
I faw it Dot,'thought it not, it hari&'d not hki 
I flept the next Night well, fed well, was free tod merry, 
I (bund not Cajft^s KiOes on her Lips ; 
He that is robb'd, not winting what is fioln* 
Let him not know't, and he's not robb'd at all. 

Jtga. I am forry to hear this. 

Oth. I had been happy- if the general Camp, 
Piooeers and ill, lud tilted her fVeet Body, 

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Othello, the Moor of Venice. 1^05 

Sp I htd nothing known. Oh now, for ever 
I^arewcl the tranquil Mind. Fircwel Cor.tent ; 
Farewel the plumed Troops, and the big War* 
That make Ambition Virtue I Oh farewe', 
f arewcl the neighing Steed, and the Ihrill Trump, 
The Spiriirftirring Drum, ih'Ear-piercing Fife, 
The Royal Banner, and all Qualiry, 
Pride, Pomp, aAd CiicumftaDce of glorious War : 
Jind O yuu mortal Engines, whofe rude Throats 
Th'immortal Jovii dread Clamours counterfeit, 
Farewel .' OtlteU**^ Occupation's gone. 
y*g0^ Is't poffible, my Lord t ' 
Ofh. Villain, be' fufe thou prove roy Love a Wharei 
Be fure of tc : Give rae the Ocular Proof. 

[OttchiMg hold on him. 
Or by the vorth of mine'eternal Soul, 
Thou hadft been better have been born a Dog, 
Than anfwer my walc'd wrathi 
J^^o, Is't come to this \ 

0th, Mike Be to fee't, or, at the leaf}, fo prove it. 
That the probation bear no Hinge, nor Loc^, 
To hang a doubt on : Or wo£ upon my L<fe. 
Jago. My NoWe Lord. 
Oth. If thou dofl; ilaoder her, and torture me, 
Never pray more ; abandon all ICemorfe 
On horrors Head, horrors accumulate. 
Do Deeds to make Heav'n weep, all Earth amaz'd ^ 
For nothing canfl thou to Damnation add. 
Greater than that. 

j'*(g». O Grace I O Heav'n forgive me ( 
Are you a Man { Have you a Soul ? Or Senfe ? 
God be wi' you : Take mine Office. Oh ^iiFfchcd Fool, 
That lov'ft to make thine Honefly a Vice I 
Oh monftrous World ! Take note, take note, O Worldj 
To be dired and honcli, is not fife. 
I thank you for this Profit, and from hence 
III love no Friend, fith Love breeds Hich Offence. 

Oth, Nay ftay— 'thou Ihoutdft be honeft 

Jdgo* I (hould be wife, for Hoaefiy's a fcol, 
And lofes that it works f r. 



»£o£ Othello, th Mmf af 'SMkei 

Oth. By the World. 
I think my Wife is hoixift, and tbitdc Aieas;not; 
I think that thoa art juft, anii think iboiran notr 
I'll htve fome proof. My Naae.rhat was as fieik 

As DUni Vira!>e> is now begrim'd andblfck 
, As mine own Fice. If there be CordiorKB*r«s» 
Poifon, or Fire, or (tiffocitiog Streams, 
I'll not endure it. Would I were fatiified > . 

Jago. I fee you are eaten u{» with Mfioa : 
I (U) repent me that I put ic to you, 
you wQuld be Tatisficd? 

Oib. Would, nay, and 1 will. 

Jag9, Andmiyjbut howj howfatitfiedjAyl^ordl ^ 
Would you the fuper-vifien gro0y gape oai - 
Behold her topp'd/ 

Oth. Death, and Damnation 1 Oh! 

J<tg»- It were a tedious difficulty I think. 
To bring 'em to that profpet^: Damn ifaem then,' 
If ever mortal Eyes do fee them, bolftu 
Mori; than their own. Whxc tbent hew cheai^ 
What ftiall I fiyi' Where's Satisfadioii i 
It is impoffible you (hould lee (hiv 
Were they as prime'as Goats, as faot asMnnk^ys, ■ 
As flic as Wolves in pride, a^d Fools as .eroft 
As Ignorance, inide drunk; Btityef, I-layw 
If Imputation and flrongCiKUmfiances, ,. 
Which lead direiSly to the door of Truth, 
Will give you SitKladion, you isighi htve'n.' 

Oih._ Give me a living reafon flie's dillayali, 

Jd^o. I do not like the Office^ - - 

But flth I am entred in this Caaft fo far, 
Prick'd to'i by foolifh Honefty and Leve, 
I will go on. I lay with CaJ^- lately, 
And being- trsubkd wich a raging Tboih, 
I could not Hcep. There ar»a knd c^ Men,' 
So loofe nf Sou!, tl>at i^ their SIcepj wiliiaattef- 
Their Affairs^ oneof this Ifii^d' it Cagio: 
Id deep I heard himfay^ fweet DeftUmom*,. 
I-et us'be' waryi let-us hide our Lovefj 
Aid then. Sir, would he gripe, and wiingni^Httdy ■ 



Cry — oh fwcet Creature— tli^ Ifefr me hw^ 

^s if he pkicttDpK^es by thi^ Roots,- 

,Thit grt* upon my tifw, hy kis Leg o'ef ri»y Tifigli, 

And ligh and ki&. and then cry CiirrtdKate,- 

Thit gave thee to the Moor. 

Otb. Omonftrous.' manftrOilil - 

J^go, Nay this wts bot his Dream* 

Oth. But this denoted a fote-gooeCioncIufioni 
'Tis a (hrewd dcwbt, tbo' it be but a'Drtatn. 

Jago. And thitqiay he^ to thitlftn tjrhcl-Pfoofi; 
That do demonftrate thirfly. 

Oth. rU tear her all to pieces ' < ' 

7*g#. Nay y« be wife. y«t were&-notKiftfr-{fcrtev 
Shemay-behoneft y«t; Tel^roe but this;- 
Have you not fomctiraes'fecn a Hahdke^cW'f 
Spotted with Strmrbertfis, in ydur-Wift'g Hand/ 

Oth. I gave her fuch a one; 'twas my firff Gifti 
^ Jago. I know not that; but fuch a HincilteitHiefi 

I am fure it was yonr Wife's, didi Itf-Day 
Sed Gfj^w-wipe bis fieard<witk. 

Otk If it betfntv — 

y*g: If ifbe that, orai^j i(l't*W WefSi 

I I fpeaks agtinft- beh with'tiils other" iVooft. 

0*A. O that the SUve badfony Tholjftl><t0T«! 
One is too poerj tee wefclp&; n^ReVtrtgeV- 
Mo« d» I /ee 'tis hop; ■ Laolf herej- 3'w*'»,' 
Air my fond Love thus do I blow to Heav'n. 'Tij gitfc % 
Arife black Vengeaoice fi^om the \t(AU><i B^IF, 
Yield up, O Love, thy Crown and heartttf'Tftfcftre 
To tyrinnoUs-Hatt. SweliBof(Hn.«itli iliy fraugbr, 
for 'tis of Afpicks Tongaes. 

yigo. Yet be content. 

Oth. O Bloecl, Blood, BlaftA" 'i' ' .- 

Jago. Patience I fay j your Mind may change. 

0/i.. Never, Jdga. Eikrto *B^*«»rt^S^, 
Whoft Icy Corrlfftt). ard'CoinfiAHf V* Coui^fe; 
Ne'er feels retiring Ebft^ but Ittepi- due ei^ 
To the PrfpQttic^ and the UtHt/fanti 
Even fo my bloody Tfaoughirr wttte^vitden¥-p«re-' 
Sball ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble Love, 

M m4 , , A.oi^'Till 



%$oS Otfadb, /j^* MoorrfV4tac^.' 

*TiiI thit a c^ble, and' wide Revenge 
Swillow them up. Now by yond mrUe Heai^o, -■-" 

In the due reverence of a facr^ Vow, ' [A> ^uel/, 

I here engage my Words— — . ' - 

j'rf^fl. Do not rife yett ■ '[Jagot^li. 

Witncfi you ever-burning Li^Es tbtive, ■ - ■ 

You Elemems that qlip us round abouc, 
Witnefs thjr here y^if doth give up 
The Execution of his Wit, Hands, Heart, ' 
To wroDg'd Othelio'i Service. Let him cobulwldt . 
And to obey fhall be in me remorle. 
What bloody BufineH ever. 

Otb, I greet thy LovSt 
Kot with vai.-]Thankstbut with acceptaOcebountCQiVf 
And will upon the inftant pat thee to't : 
Within thefc three Daya let me h;ar thee fay. 
That OJ/io's npt ahve. 

y*£ei My Friend isdcadj 
'Tis doae at yeur requeft. But let her live. 

Otb: Damn her lewd Minx I Odamn her, dimn her' 
Come go with me apart, I will withdraw 
Tofurnifti me with fompfwift -means of Death . 
For the fair DeviL Now art thou my Lieutenant. 

Jdi«. J am your own for ever, [£*«««/. 

.£n(/r DffdeiBona, j&nilia, andGnvn. 
Dt/. Do you know, Sirnh, whe?« Lieutenant Cm& 
lyej / ^ 

down. I dare not fay he lies any where. 
Def. Why Man? 

Clni/if. He's a Soldier, and for me to fiy a Soldier ties, 
'tis ftabhing. v 

Def. 60 to; where feigeshe/ 

Clnint. To teli you where he lodges, is to tell you whei« 
Hie. ■ 

Dtf. Can any thing be ai«le of this? 
ClnvH. I know not where he lodges, and for itie to devife 
a Lodging, and fay he lyes here, orhelyesthere.weretolic 
in mine own Throat, 

Def.dn yoB enquire him out* and te edified bv 
rcjort? ' 



QtbeUtj, tha.:M<m of Venice. xSo 9 

Clni>». I will Catecbizs the VJotld for him that is (nakc 
QuefticHis, u)d by^tVm Aiifwcf' 

Dff. Seek him, bid iitaa <;snoe hkher; tdlhioi,! have 
mov'd my Lord oh his behajf, opd hope all will bt welt. 

Gatfi. To do this, i$ within the Compaf^of Min'jj Wifj - ^ 
and therefore I will attempt tht djoinp of it. [Hxit CUvjk. 
Def. Where (hould 1 loie tbe H^tliilttrcbicf, <i/£mi'- 
lisi 

*y£iml. Iknow:Dpt, Madam. 
Def. Believe ok, I had rather have loft mr purfe 
Fidl of Crtiz^does. And bat my noble Moor 
Is true of mind) and made cf no fucb btfcntfs. 
As jealous Creatiires are, it were enough 
To put bim to ill thiokicg. . 
t^mil, h he not Jealous? 

Def, Who he} I think the Siifl where he wai born 
Drew all fuch Humours from him. 
*^mil. Luck where he comes. 
Def. I will not leave him now* 'till Ca/^o be 
Call'd 10 hioi. How is't with yoii, my Lord f 
Enter Othello. 
0(6. Well, rpy (;ood Lady. Oh htrdntfs to dilTembUt 
How do you, DefdtmOM I , 
Def, WdJ, my good Lord. 

0th. Give me your Hand i th^s Hand is moft.jny Lady. 
^ef. It hith fe(t no Age* nor inown no Sorrow. 
0th. Tliis argues Frui^ fulntfs, and liberal He;rt: 
Hot, hor. and moift — this hand of yours ret^uirss 
A ftqutfter from Liberty; Faftinf?, and Prayer, 
Much Caftigition, jExercife devput, 
For here's a young and fweating Devil here. 
That commonly rebels : 'T is a. good Hand, 
A frank one. 

Def. You may, indeed, fay foj 
For 'twas that Hand that gave away .my Heart. 

Oth. A hberal Hand. The hearts of old.gave haods^ 
But ournew Heraldry is Hands, not Hearts, 

Def. I cannot fpeak of this } come, now your Promifc*- 
Oth. Whit promife, Chuck ? 
Def. I have fenc to bid C«^ come fpeak with you^. 
. pih. I have a fait and forty Kbeum offends ne; 



xtfio OcbeMo, the Moof (fyte^ 

Lend me ibj Handkerdiief. ' 

Z>ef. Here, my Lord. 

Oth^ That which I gave" yoy. 

J>ef I hive it not about me. 
^Oth. Not?- . 

^f. No indeed, my Lord. ^ 

- Oth. That's a fault. That Handkerchief 
Did aD t/£pptiam to my Mother give^ 
She was a Charmer, and coutd almoflr read 
The Thoughts of People. She told her, wBite'fhe'lEept'trii 
iTwould make her amiable, fubdue my Father 
Intirely to her lov«; but if ftie loft it, 
Or made a Gift of it, my Father's Eye 
Should hold her loathed, and his Spirits Hiould hunt 
After many Fancies. She, dyiiif, gave it me. 
And bid me» «hen my Fate would' have" me wiv^d^. 
To give it her. I did fo, and take heed on'i;' 
Make it a Darling, like your precious Eye; 
To-loos't, or give't away, were fuchPerditioni 
As nothing elfc could match. 

Dtf. Is'tpoffible? 

Oth. 'Tis true; tiiere's Magick in the Web of it; 
A SyMl thit hadnutnbred in che World 
The Sun to conrre two hundredCompaffes,. 
In her prophetick Fury fow'd the work: 
I'he Worar were hallowed, that did breed the SiUiV 
Aal it was dy'd in Mummey, which tire sVitfut 
Cctnferv'd of Miidens Hearts. 
'. Def. Indeed! is't true/ ' 

Oth. Moft veritable, therefore look t6'£ well. 
■ ptf. Then would toHeav'n, that I had newf fcen't, 

Oth. Hal wherefore/ 

Dtf. Why do you fpeak Co fiartingly, and rafh? 

Oih. Is't loAi is'c goiie! Speak^ is*! out o^tK* wiyf 

Def. BItfsus! 

Oihi Say you? 

Def. St is not lofi; but what and ifit were! 

0ih. Howf 

Def. I fay it is not loft. 

Oth, Fetcb'r. let mt feet. 

LH.-reM„C:.00'^IC 



Otbelio, the Moor if W^tai^ tii I 

Dif. Why fo I can, Sir> bhit I will not oowt 
This is a trick loput rae (rom my Suif, 
Pray you let CaffU be rcceiv'd again. . 

0th. fetch roe the Handkerchief— '—i-my niiod ■tifi 

gives 

Def, Come, comt; you'll ^erer meet i more fuffiaent 
Man. 

0th. The Handkerchief . 

Dtf. A Man that all his time 
Hath founded his good Fortunes on you( Lov9( 
Shar'd Dangers with you. 

0/6. The Handkerchief— — 
Def. Infooih you are to blame. ' ; 
Oih, Awiy. , [£v/iOth«Mo. 

vi£miU Is not this Man jealous .' 
Defl never fav/ this before. 
Sure [here's Ibnie wonder in this Hindi[ercbief« 
I am moft unhappy in the lofi of it. 

%/^miU 'Tis not a Year or two (hews Ql. t Ma&9 . 
They are but Stocuchs, and we alt but Food, 
They eat us huDgerly, and when they ire.&tt 
They belch bs. 

£M»r Jago, iWCbQio. 
Look you, Cajfto, and my Hus&and. 

jAg». There is' no other way, "tisi Ihe muA do't; 
- And lo the happinefj ; go and iotportifne hv* 

Dtf. How now, good Caffio,. ghat's the New* «itli 
you? 

Caf. Madam, my former Suit. 1 <io bafilech yaa, 
Thii by youF viFtupusmeans, I may a|pii) 
Exift, and be a Member q( his Love. 
Whom I, with all the Office' of ra^iMeatt, 
Intirely hbnour. I would not bec^lay'd; 
If my Offence be offuch moftil kind^ 
That not my Service paft, mt prtfent .Swfowtjf 
Nor purpos'd Merit in Futurity, 
Can ranfom me into his Love agiiinj, 
But to know fo, muft be my Bef.efir; , 
So (hall I cloath- me in a fora'd cooteDCy 
And (hut my felf up in fonte otWOoutfi^ . 
To Fortunes Alms* 



%4t t O^iefiiOj the Moor ef Venice^ 

'Def. Mni ibrke gentle CaJUt 
My'Advocaiion jiaot now in tuncj 
My Lord* is not my (.ord; nor Hiould I know him. 
Were he in Favour, as in HuntoQt alier'd. 
So help roe every Spirit fanftified. 
As I have fpoken for you all my beft, 
AaA, flood within the blink of his Difpleifurc, 
For my free Speech. You muft a while be patieotf 
What lean do, I will: and more T will 
Than for my Telf I dare. Let that fuffice you. 

J^go, Is my Lord angry i 

t/£miL He went hence but now ; 
And certainly in ft^ige unquieiners, 

y*g«. Can facbe angry/ 1 have feen the Cannon, 
When it hath blown bis Ranks into tlie Air, 
And like the Devil from his very Arm 
Puft htiown fiiother; and is heangry^ 
Something of ^Moment then \ I will go meet him, 
There'i maKer in*t indeed, if he be angry. Qfxii. 

!>(/: I prethee do fo. Something fure of State, 
Either from yinice, or Tome unhatch'd Fradice^ 
Mads demonftrable here in Cjfrus, to him. 
Hath pudled hitcleat Spirit} and in fuch Cafes, 
Mens Natures wrangle with mferior things, 
Tho* great ones are their Objefl. *Tis even ib. 
For let our Finger ake, and it endues 
Our other healthful Membert, eventoaTenle 
Of pain. Nay, we muft think Men are not @ods. 
Nor of them Jook for fuch Obfcrvance always* 
As (its the bridal. Befltrev me much, tyfmilia, 
I was, unhandfome Warrior as I ami 
Arraigning his unkindnefs with my Soul; 
' But now I find, I hid fubern'd the Witnefs, 
And he's indited falfely. 

t^miL, Fray Hav'a it be 
State-mattVr's, as you think, and no Conception, 
Nor jealous Toy concerning you. 
Def. Alas-the-day, I never gave' him Caufe. 
ty£inil: But jealous Sot^ls will not be infver'd fo; 
They are not evei jealous for the Caufe, " 

Bat 

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OchcUoi the MoorofYtt^a. x«*^ 

But jealous, for they're jealous. It it i Monfter 

Begot upon it {elf, born on it felf. '' '' 

Di/l Heiv'n keep the Monftcj: from OthtUt'i ?l!rd. ' \ ' '; 

t^mil. Lady, Atnen. ' • ■ .' 

Btf. I will go reekhim. Ci^, walk hcrnboot; , 
If I do find him fit, I'll move your fuiti ' - " 

And feek lo effed it to my utiermoft, . t^*** 

Caf. I humbly thank your Ladyfhip.' 
Enter Bianca. 

Bian. 'Save you, Friend CnJftQ, 

Caf. What iQikes you from 4»ine? 
How is it with you, mymoft fair Biancat 
Indeed} fweet Love, I wjs comiftg to your Haufe. 

Bian. And I was going to your Lodging, C*ffi«. 
What/ keep a Week awayi Seven days and nights! 
Eightfpore eight Hours? And Loves abfent Houn 
More tedious thin the Llial, cighlfcore tiOiesit 
Oh weary reck'ning] . 

Caf, Pa' don me, Bisnca: 
I have this while with leiden thoughts been preft> 
But I Ihall in a more continuate time 
Strike off this Score of Abfcnce. Sweet ^sxcat 

[Givini her Defdcmona'* Htmiktrchhft 
Take me this work out. 

B'mn. Oti C»ffi9f whence came this J 
This is fome Token from a newer Friend; 
To the felt-abfence, now I feet a Caufe : 
Is't come to this ? Well, well, 

Cuf. Go to. Woman! 
Throw your vile guefTes in the Devil's Teeth, 
From whence you have them. You are jealous now 
lliat this is from fome Miftrcfs,- fame remembrance! . 
No, in go d troth, Bidnca. 

Biati, Why, whofeisit! 

Caf. I know not neither y I found it in my Chamber,* 
I like the work well: e'er it be demanded. 
As like e-ough it will, I would have it copied: 
Take it, and do't, and leave me for this time- 

Shut, Leave you i wherefore? 

Caf. I do itcend here on the General, 

■ i)i,--Ki.,Coo'Ar.d 



t£ 1 4 OthcUo, the Meon flf Venice, 

And think it no Additror, nermy mtii 
To have him fee me woman'd. 

BiMh Wby, Iprty youf 

Ckf. Not tbat (love you not, 

Vuitt. But thit you do nqi kve (M-, 
I pray you bring me on the way a litd?, 
ARd lay, if I (hill Tec you Iboit at Night / 

Ctf. Tit but a little way that I can bring yo«* 
For I attend here. But 1*11 fee you foon. 

Biaif. *Tis very goodj I inuft be circumftwic'd.[£.i:f««(. 



A G T IV. SCENE I. 
S C E N E yf Room of State. 
Eitttr Othello, 4x«f JagQ, 
^Ho.WTV\ you think fo{ 

W 0,h. Think fo, J4ii>\ 

Jt^». What, to kifs in private { 

Otb. AnuoautboriK'dkifs/ 

Juga. Of to be naked with her Friend in bedi 
An Hour or more, not rneaning any baron! 

OtK. Naked in bed, y^g't and not mean harmi! 
It is Hypocrtfie againtt the Devil ; 
They that mean virtuoufiy, and y«t do fo. 
The Devil their virtue temps, and they tempt Heav*a^ 

jAg9> If they do nothing, 'tis a venial flip: 
But if 1 give nty Wife a Handkcrchisf— ^— 

0th, What then? " 

J^IO' Why then, 'tis hcr's# my Lord, andbcing her^ 
She msf. I think, beftow'c ob any Man. 

Qth, She'is Protedrefs of her Honour tod ^ 
May (he give that? 

ja^» Her HoBour-is an ElTeace that's not )<!"),- 
Thcyhave it very oft, that have it not. 
But for the WawUierchief— — 

Otk* By Heav'n I would molx gladly hire foi^ if; 

■ ■ ' ' .™a 



Q&dllo, she Moor of Venice, itf i j 

Thou &tdft| Ob^ ic comet o'er mj Memory. 
As doth the R»ycn o'er the infcdious Houfc, 
Boading to a)U be hid ny Handkerchitf. 

yagt. Ay, whstoftbati 

Ctb, That's jiot {o good new. 

jf^i* Wh»if I^iaalaid, I hsdfeen himdo youwntigf 
OrhetK) bimfxy. ai Knaves i>e Aidi .abroad. 
Who havtag by their own ifoportunate fiiit| 
Or voluntary dotage of fome .Mi&«rs, 
ConvincjMli^fupf>lied theiDi cannot diirfc 
But they nuift blab. 

Qtbt Hueh he faid any thing f 

y*f?. He hath, my Lord, but be you well aflw*d^ 
No more than he'll uafwear. 

0th, What bath he faidf- 

ys£e. Whjr, that he did — I know not wh^ he did-—' 

Oib. Vfhuf whui . , 

ysi^. Lye 

0th. Witb her! 

Jd^t. W«fa her? on her— ^ what you will— ^-' 

Otb. Lye with her! lye on hcrl we fay, lye. on her* 
when they be^ye her. Lye with her! that's^Ifi»B^ Hind* 

kerchief ■■ CanfeSions — Handkerchief.—- to eoakftt 

and be hang'd for his Labour — Firft, to be hiBg'd, and 
then to Conftfs-— >I tremble at it-»Nature would not invcft 
herfelf in fuch fhadowing P-afflon, without fome ioflrvdt^ 
on. ]t if no words that ihake me thus — pifb — ■- Nofe^ 

Ears and Lips Js't pofliblel - i - — — Confefi!- " * 

Handkerchief ! — p-O Denl iFaUt in 4 7><«M. 

yag9. Work on, ^ 

My Medicine woriiss tfaiu credulous ^Fools arectught; 
Am mai^y worthy, asd chaft Dames evea thus. 
All guiltlefs ovfft reproach^ what hotfl my Lordt 
My Loid, I fay. 0*W/«. 

How now..C(»&J 

Ctf, What's the raattcri 

J^». My (^ord is falp into an fipil^fie^ 
That is the fecond Eit^ 'b« ^*^ one Yeflcrday^ 

Of. Rub him about the Tempkf. 



atf I <; OtfaeLio, the Moar^ Venice; 

Jugo. The Lethargy muft hive his quiet conric; 
If noi, he foams it Mouth, ind by and hj 
Breaks out co (avagc itudneft^ look, he Hirs; 
Do you withdraw your ftlf a little whilr. 
He will recover iliaight; when he is gone.. 
I would on great bccalion fpcak with you. [EatH CaSa 
How is it, General^ Have you not hurcyonr Head/ 

' 0th. Doft thou mock tacf 

y^o- I mock you not, by Heav'n; 
Would you would bear your Fortune like a Mao. 
0th. A horned Mjn's a Monfteranda Beaft. 
Jago. There's many a Beaft then in a Populous Orft 

And many a civil Monfter. 
Otb. Did he confef? itj 
Jag9. Good Sir, be a Man: 

Think every bearded Fellow that's but yoak'd 

May draw with you. There's Millions now alive^ 

That nightly lye in thofe unproper beds 

.Which they dare fweir peculiar. Your caufe is better. 

Oh. 'ris the fptght of Hei), the Fiends AKb-ox)cfc. . 

To lip a wantpn in a fecure Couch ;. | 

And to fuppore her chaft. No, let me know, 

And knowing ^hat I am, I know what the (hall be* j 
0th. Oh, tbou ait wifej 'tis certain. 
J^g»» Sti"d you a while apart, 

Coofine your felf hut in a patient Lift. 

Whilft you were here, o'er-wheimed with your Stief - 

(A PaQion mofl refultinj; fuch a Man) 

C^» cam^ hither. I lifted hia awaVi 

And laid good 'Sculcs on your ExtaUe, 

Bad htm anon return, and here fpeak with nte. 

The which he promi^'d. Do' but encave your felf. 

And mark the Fleus, the Gibes and nMable ScorDSj 

That dwell in every Region of his Face, 

For I will make him teJl the Tale anew; 

Where, how, how oft, how long ago, aad yihtfi 

He hath, and is again to cope your Wife. 

I fay, but mark his €eAure. Marry Patioicei 

Or I (hall fay y'arc all ia all in Spleen, 

And nothing of a Man. _ 

,, A.OOglC « 



0fh$^, theMa>r.ofy<mee. iCt 7 

Otb. Dpft thou hear, J^^o. 
I will be found moA cunnui^ m my psuence ,' 
But, doft ihod heir, mof^ blcwdy. , ' ' 

J^«. That'j not a^nifs ; 
But yet keep time iii alt... Will you withdraw. 

' [Othello' w/ijWMjtf/t 

14ow will I ni^ehion CaJ/ie of BiaiitM, 
A Hulwife, that by fsiling ber d'efires. 
Buys her fclf Breid and Clnth. It ii a Creature 
That dotes an Ca£ie, as 'tis the $trufn[*et*s plagtie 
,To beguile many, aiid be beguil'd by one ; 
He, when he he^rs of b:r, cannot reflrain 
jfrotQ the excefs of Laughter. Here he comes; 

Enitr Caflio. 
As he Ihall fmile, Oihelle (hall go mad; 
^nd his tinboo|(ifli lealoufie muft ^nf^rue. 
Poor Ct^'s Smiles, Mpllures aAd light Behaviourit 
Quite in the wrong. How do 'you, LieotehaDt'} 

Gi/T The worfer, that you, give me the Addition, 
Whofe want even, kills mr. 

y^l'* Ply D'efdtmaMa well, and 'yoil ire fure on't« . , 
How, if this Sute laj[ 'i(i ,Siancii's power. 

How quicltly (hodd you fpeed f ' 

, Ci/; Afaj,, poor Caitiff!. . ' 

. O/j&.'Laok how he laughs alreadj^.. , .< 
j''£9'\ ncver.lfnew.a,.Wooiin love Man foi 
C(/f Xlis, poor iEt.ogu^ t ciiink indeed (Ae loves me* 
0th. ^fow. he denies ft faintly^ ind laughs it out. 
5''Kf* Do you htiT, CaJJtti 
0th. Kow he importunes hint 

To tell it o'er.- Go to,,wtUfaid, well fiidi 

Jaif. She gives it oijti that youfhall marry her.' 

I>o you intend it ! ' 

■ CVTHa. ha, ha. ■"■.■■ ^ ' ■ / ' ,] / . '■ ' .' 
Oth. Do ya triLTinpii'. Remdn "t do Yoti tirrumph t 
df. I marty I—What ? a Cuftoffler; pfithee-bcar 
Some Charity to my Wit, do riot ihinkit 
So unwholfome.' Ha, hi, ha.' '.' ■ 

Otb. So, fot Tfaeylaugh (hat win. " " ' ■ ' -, 
J^t. Why, the cry goes, that you fliifl taitry ner* 

yo.t. y. "No "a .o.cw/; 



x£i 8 Ochetlo, the Moot df Venice. 

Caf. Prithee f»y true. 

J»ga. I «n a very VilUio «lfc. 

Oth. Have you fcoir'd me / welt. 

C*f. This is the Monkey's own giving oat ^ 
^ i$ pcilvaded I will marry hir. 
Out of her own Love and FUttery> not out of my proAuA. 

Otb, jfs^o beckons me ; Now lie begiss the Story. 

Ctf. She washere even now^lhc haunts me io everjrphce, 
I was the other Day ulkiag on the Sea Bank with certain Fh 
uttiMty and thither comes the Bauble* -acd faUs me thost* 
bout my Neck-^ 

0th. Crying, oh dear CaJJit, as it were : His geftare iifr 
ports it. 

Caf, So hangs, lod lolls, and weeps upon me* 
So Ihakes, and pulls me. Ha, h>, ha>^— 

Oth. Now iu tc(ls how Ihe pluckt Um to my Chimber : 
Oh, I Tee that Nofe of yovrs, but doc that Dc^ f Aa0 
throw it to. 

Cdf. Well, I Duft leave her Company. 

Jf^K BefoKm; •■, look where (he comes. 
gjtter Bianca. 

Gtf> 'Tit fuck another Fitchew 1 marry, a perftu^d MM : 
What do you mean by this haunting of we f . 

Bidn. Let the Devil and his Djunn haunt you ; what (U 
you mean by that faiOA Handkerchief you gave me em 
now! I was a fine F«ol to take it ■■ I muft take out Aewoii/ 
A likely pte<c ekf work, that, you fliould find it io tov 
Chamber, afld know not who Uft it thne. TVis is ncM 
MiDke's token, and I nuft take 4Ut the work / T^crey ||fK 
it your Hobbey-Hotfe .- Whircfoever yon kd ft, . n take 
out DO worii on't 

Uf. ^o«r now, my fweec Bymes ? . 
Hot now t Now now { ' 

Otb. By Heav'o, that fhould he ny HandlercfafeC 

Siwa. li yott'U comc to iuppcr to Night, you mn ; if 
jfm willaot, conewheo youare ne^u prepai'vfor. ^J^nk 

Jmo, After her, after her. 
' Csf, I muft, ibe'U rail in the Skrctti ejfib 

?<^«. Will you Sup there/ 

V, .a.oo.;k- 7>» 



Othelloi the Moor of Vaike, itfiy 

^M. Well* 1 may chance ta Ctc yon; (w I «duU rtty 
faia fpnk with you. 

C^fi Prithee come, i^ilt youi 

y<i£9. Go ti^ tty no more. [£x/l CaC 

O/jb. Now Ihtli I rauttber him, jT^fl A 
I y^»- Did you perceive how he laugh'd at fail Vke / 

Oth. Ob, j?<|ff f 

5^.%'* A"'^ diriyott fee the Haadfccrchief $ 
1 Oth. Was thn mine f 

r 7^*' Yours, by this Hand r And to fee bow ht pritts 
the foolilh Woman your Wife ■ [ ■■She gave it hin, and b« 
[hath given it his Whore. 

Otk, I would have him ime Years a kiUing : 
A fine Womaa 1 afair Woman ! a fweet WoMun f"» lii 

^'■fffl. Hiy, yoii muA forget that. 

0(». Ay, IniMi lot a»d pnifli* andbddattii'd t* N^r,' 
for a* AmU Dot live Nok Ay Heait is cnrii'd to Stone : I 
ftrike it^ and it ham isy Hand. Ofa, the Wadd hatk not 

n Tweeter Creature — She might iyc by an £nip<toi*l 

fide, am) CQeunaod him Tasks. 

J'le: Nay, that's not your way. 

Oi^. Havg her, I do but by what ihe »-'■'■' ■■■■fede- 

licati^ with bar Nned k — ^Aa adaiiabk Mufician. Ol^ 

ihe will fing the Savagenefs on of a Bear : Of fij ii^ i 
pkmeoutWit, and Invention / ■ - 

y^»- She's abe worTe ibr all diss. 

Oth.'0\it »ilMndand, tdiauftnd tioacs* 
And then of fo gnale a CoadftioD !-*■ — *■ 

Jt^^. Ay. tea gendr. 

Oth. Nay that's cemnb 
Btttyet the picy of it, ya^o—Oh. y^ig; ih« pity ol !•, J^gt^ 

j*£». If you are fo fond over her Iniqidiy : Give her 
pateod to offeDd, for if it touch not yoiv it soran imr no 
Body. 

OtL I will chop hai ihm Miffes : CackoU bkI 

y^^9. Oh. *th ibul in bet. 

Oth. With mine OflScar I 

y^Ot Tha/s fouler. 

Oth, Get me fome Poifon, 7«g«, this Might; IIT oot 
expoftiitace with her, left ber Bady and ha Sowty un* 
provide my Mipd again : TWs Nigh^ J^ , , ^.,j4,ok 



iSio Othello, the Mdor-of ycmcc* 

J*ie. Do it not with Phifon, .Aranglc her in )ier-'Be<J, 
Even the Bed ihe luth concamiDatcd. ■ 

0th. Good, good : 
The Juflic,e of it plcifcs ! very good. 

j^4g#. And for 0^«, let me be his undiertaker f ■ 
Yoo lh*n bea: more by midright. 

Emtr Lodovico, Dcfdemona, tmA Atttniamt, 
0th- ExceBent g< od — what Tiumpct isithat IJmet 
faga. I warrant fioicthing from f^tniet, 
'Tis l^Aevicoy this comes from the Duke. 
Sect your Wife's with him. . 
Ltd, Sivc you, worthy General. 
0th. With illihy Heart, Sk. 
ImL Tht Duke» and the Senaiors of yimict greet yoa. 

[Gives hint s littmt 
0th* I kifs tke Infirument of their fleifurtt. 
litf. And what's the News, good Coufin LitUivicrf 
jMg; I am very gtad to- fee you, Sigabr. 
Welcome to C^rm. 

LftL 1 thank you ; how does Lieuieoant C*^ !* 
y^gO' Liv(s, Sir. 
' D^. Coufin, there's ^hi between him ard my Liord - 
An unkind Breach : But you fttall make alt well.' 
.. Otb. Arc.you fureof that / 
Def. My Lord„ 

0th. Tliis fail you not to do, as you vill— — 
Led. He did nnt call ; he's buiie in the Piper. 
Is th^rs divifion 'iwixt my Lord and O^ f 

' Def. A rooft unhappy one ; I wotUd do mudl 
T'atone them, for the Love I bear to Ca^ 
. Otb. Fire and Brimflooe I ' . 

Defi My Lord. 
1 Olh. Are you wife i 
Xftfi What, is he angry t 
Zttd. May be the Letter nidv'd him,' ' 
For as I think they do commapd htm home^ ' -'. 
l>qmtiog Ca^ in his Govcrnndent. 
Dtf, Truft me, I am glad ont. , 
OiL Indeed f 
. 3>t/:Mylxadl 

0th. I am glad tQ fee you mad.- ■ CoBqIc 



OtheUo, the.Jloer .of VcdiOi. t^xi 

l>tf. Why. fwcttO*iw*? 

Oth. Devil! 

Def. I have not deferv^d this. 

Lod. My Lord, this, would not be heliev'd .>n feniett ■ > 
Though I fliould fwcarl faw'i. *Tis very much. 
Make her amends Aic weeps. 

Oth. Oh Devii, Devil/ 
If that the Barth could tefm with Woman's Tears* 
Each DiDp (he fajU woultj prove a Crocodile: 
Out of my ijight ■ ■- 

Def, I will not ftay to ofFtnd you. [Going* 

■Lod, Truly obedient Lady : , 
I do befeech your Lerdlhip call her back, 

Oih. MiArefs. 

Def. My Lord. 

Oth. What would you with her^ SirT 

ImL Who I, my Lord i 

Oth. 11 y'nu did wilh that I would make her turn; 
Sir, Hiecan turoand turn, and yet go on, 
And turn agai". And {he can weep, Sir, weep. 
And ftie's OSedienc : As you fay Obedient. ^ ' 

Very Obedient proceed you in your Tears^— 

Concerning this, Sir-^-oh well painted Paflion I— - 

X am commanded Home get you iway { 

I'll ftnd foryoq anon-— Sir, 1 obey tbc Mandate. ■ 
And will return t ■>>?»(«— Hence, avanc!— . {,Exit Def. 
Cjf^ Ihall have my place. And, Sir, to night 
I do entreat, that we may Sup t<^etfaer. 

You arc wdlcome, Sir, toQyrw - — — 

Gmis and Menjiiti I ' [Exit. 

Lod. li this the Nobk Moor, whom our Full Senate 
Call all in sll fufficiert \ Is this the Nature 
Whom Paffion could not ftiake i Whofe folid Virtu? 
The Shiit of Accident, not Dirt of Chance 
Could neither graze, nor pietce f 

yȣ9. He is much chang'd. 

"hod. Are his Wits fafe t Is he not of light Brain * 

fdgo. He*s that he is y\ may not breath my Cenfute, 
, What he might be* if what he might, he is not, 
I would to Heav*n he were. 

Ltd; Whit, Alike his Wife .' - , 



%6it Otbetlo, the Moor efVtBxt, 

Jm£o. 'Faith tbit was not (a v^ $ yet WDidi I Uaew 
That Itroke would prove the worft^ 

2>j/. Is it bisufei 
Or (H4 the Letcers work vpon bis Blood. 
And new cvette bis Faulti 

Jaio. Alas, alas! 
It is not bonefty in me to fpeak 

Wbac I h«ve Teen and known. You (ball ob&rve Inm, 
And his own Contfes will denote him fb. 
That I may fave my Speech; do but ge afbr, 
^nd mirk bow be continues. 

L»4. I am forry-that I an deceiv'd io hiat> [Mxtma, 

>C E N E II. ^« Apartment. 

■'' Emter Othello md jEmilia- 

0ih. You hive feen nothing then t 

i/Btml. Not ever beard, npr ever did fafped. 

0th. Yts, you have fcen Cdftt and flie together. 

t^mil. But then I fav no harm ; and then I beifd 
' ^ach Syllable that brettb made up between thein. 
' Oib. Whati Did they never wbirperf 

t/£miL Never, my Lord. 

Oth. Nor fend you out o'th* way! 

t^miL Never* 

Oth. to fetch her Fan, hsr Glovei, bv Hz^t^t notlui^ 

*/£miL Never, my Lord. 

Oth, That's ftrange! 

t/£miU I duifti my Lor(^ to wager fhe is henefl, 
Xf^y down my Soul at Stake; if youtlunk otbu. 
Remove your thought, it doth abufe your Bofom. 
If any wretch hath put this in your Head. 
tet Heav'n roiuite it with the Serpent's Curlr^ 
For )/ Oie be not honeft, chaA and true. 
There's no Man happy, the pu«ft of their WiT«^ 
Is foul as Slander. 

Oth, Bid her come httbo-, so ; [Exit S.wAh„ 

She lays enough j yet flte't a »fflple Bawd 
That cannot fay as much. This is a fubtle Whore* 
A Cloffet-loek and Key of viUanoaj Scents ; 
And yet (he'll kneel, and pray; I have Irq her 4o'r. 



OtbeUfv A(tf iftfor (/ Veoice. 4^«| 

&ntr DtSitmaat and jdnitit. 

Def. My Lord, whit is your Will^ 

Oth. Pray you. Chuck, rotnc hither. 

Def. Whit is your Pleafure? 

Oth. Let mc fe« your Eyss; loek in roy Fice^ ■ 
• Def. Wh»t horrible Fancy's this? 

Oth, Some of your Funaion, Miftrefr, 
Letve Procreants atone, and <huc the Door, 
Cough, or cry hen, if any body come. 
Your Myftay, your Myftery; nty dilpotch. [Exit JEmM, 

Def. Upon my Knee, whit doth your Speech impoitt 
I undetftand a Fury in your Words. 

Oth. Vhjr What at thou? 

Def. Your Wife, roy Lord ; your true and loyal Wile, 

Oth. Cotu fvear it; damn thy felf, being Nke ono 
Of Heav'n, the Devili tbemrelves (hould fear to feize thee. 
Therefore be double damn'd} fwear thou art honeflr 

Def. Heav'n doih truly know it* 

Oth. Heav'n truly knovs, 
That thou m ftlfe as Hett. 

Def, To whom, my Lord ? 
With whom? How am I Alfet 
, Oth. Ah, DtfiUmtH, awiy, awiy, "awty— — — ^ 

Def. Alas the heavy day I Why do you weep? 
Am I the Motive of thefe Tedt^i my Lord! 
If happily you my Father do fatpeft. 
An Inftrument of this your calling back. 
Lay not your Blame on va6\ if you have loft Win, 
Why I have loft him too. 

Oth. Had it pleis'd Heav'n, 
To try ne with Affliftion, Ivid he rain'd 
All kind of Sores, and Oiames on my bare H^ad, 
Steep'd me in Poverty to the very Lipi, 
Given to Captivity me and my utmoft hopes; 
I Ihould have fouad iff fomc place of My Soul 
A drop of Patience. But iliS to aAe me 
A fixed Figure for the hand of Scorn 
To point his flow Hid moving Finger at ' ■i .u 

Yet coukl I bear thM too, well, vei7 welli 
^ut tbete wfacic I have gariMr*d up my H«art| 
Wbcis eitfier I nuft livr. or bcv no Life, ■.-. ,_ 



»«Z4 Otbdllo, the MoorcfYcmec. 

The Fountain Irom che vhicb my Curreot runt. 

Or elft dries up, to b^ discarded thcBCfc^ ,. ' 



Or keep it is a Ciflern, for foul Toads 

To knot and gender it. Turn thy C'*mpI«ion tksre. 

Patience^ thou young, and rofp-lipp'd Chcrubin* 

I here lo^^kgrim is He!f, - 

Dffi I hope my noble Lord cOe^ms me HoneA, 
Otk O ay, as Summer-Flies are in the Shamble^ 
That quicken even with blowing. Oh thou Weed I 
Who art /q lovely, fair, and fmcU'ft (o fwe<t« 
Thjt the Senfe asks at ihee j '. ' , . 
Woaldil thou'dft never been bornl 

D-f. A'i$, what ignorant Sin have I comjnitceid / 

Qth. W^^ this fair Paper, this moft goodly Boofc, . 
Made to write Whore upon? What committed* 
Commirredl Oh, t)iau pubtick Comooner, . - 
I Aiould make very Forges of my Cheeks, 
That would to Cynders bu|-n up Modefty* 
Did but I (peak thy Deeds. What, committed} 
Heav'n flops the Nofc at it. and the Moon winks; 
The bawdy Wind, that kiffes all it meet^ 
Is hufh'd vithin the hollow Min^ of Hacih 
And will not hear'c What, commitledi— — * 

Def. By Heav'n, yoii do me .wrong. 

0th. Are not you a Strumpet/ 

Def. No, as I am a Chrifti»n. 
If to prefcrve this Veffel for my Loid, 
From any other foul unlawful touch* 
Be, not to be a Struinpet, f am nofie* 

0th. What, not a Whore i 

Dtf. No, as I Ml be fav'd. 

0th. Is'tpoffible/ 

Def. Oh Heav'n forgive ui, . :,',: : 

0th. I cry you Mcfcy, then, ' 

I tbokyoufor that cunning Whore of /^aw«. 
That married with OibelU. ' You, Miftrefi. 

Etiter Emilia. 
That ha«e the Office oppofite to Saint^tfir, 
And keep the Gate of Hell. You, you I Ay you ! 
We have doqe our courfe, there's Mony few yoor Paifls; 
I pray you, turn the Key, and keep t)iir Co^al^^,| [£**.' 



Othello, the ^wro/ Venice, iSij 

*/£mil. Alts, what does this eentlemancoiictfivei 
HoW'do you, MadamI How do you, my good Lidy! 

J)ef. Faith, half afleep. . 

*/£mn. Good MadiiD, what's the mitter with myl^dl 

D'J. With-wh<.mt 

*y£mL Why, with my Lord, Madamj 

D«/ Who is thy Lord ^ -' 

t/£mil. He thit is yoors, fweet Lidy. 

Vef. I h2fe none, d" not talk to me, *y£milidt ■ 
I carnot weep; nor attfwers have I none. 
But what ftiould go by Water. Pre^ee to nigbc, 
Lay on my Bed my wedding Sheets, remember. 
And ctll thy Hilsband hither. 

t^mil. Hete's a change indeed. ' — [Exit, 

Vtf Tiirmeet I (hould be us'd fo, very meec i 
How have L been behav'd, thit be might fttck 
The fmallefl: Ofttoion on my leaft mffufei 
Emer Ja^, a«d jEmiltj. 

3^<^«. What is your Pleafure, Madam i 
How is*t with you I 

Def. I cannot tell ; thofe that da teach your B^e^ 
Do it with gCDiIc Means, and eafie Tasks;' 
He might hive chid me fo : For in gbod Faith. 
I am «Gfi:ld tochiding. . i ■ ' 

Jago What's the Matter, Lady ? 

*/£miL Alii, yago, ray Lord hath fo bewIior*d her, 
Thrown fucb defpighi, and heavy- Ttrms upon Iter, 
That true Hearts cannot bear it. 

Def. Am I that Name, j^<(|0! 

y^et What Name, fair Lady? 

Dtp Suth as (he Taid my LonJ did fay I was. 

t^mil. He cali'dher Whore; a Beggar, inhis drink. 
Could not have laid iiich Terms upon his Callet; 

^f-g*. Why did he foe 

Def. I do not know ; I am fare lam none Ifacb: 

yago. Do not wcep,!ldo not weep; alas the £layl 

t/£mil.H»th ihe farfookfo many noble Matches! 
Her Father? And her Country i And her Friends ? 
Tobe caird Whoret Would it not make one weep^/ 

X>*f. It is ny wretcfacd Fortune. 

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t.6%6 Othello, the Meortfyenke, 

jMg*. BeArcw him fs^t; how ohbcs cfcis ttidt «^ 
hinf 

DtC Nay, Heav'n doth know. 

tiSmil. I willbehing'd if'fbmeeteniil ViWan, 
Some bulieand infiniuting Rogue, 
Some cogging, cozening SUve, to get fbne OfS«, 
Has oot devis'd this flandef ; I viU be hing'd elTe. 

3'<'X'< Fie, there it no Iiichf4in; it it itufraffible. 

Dtf. It any foeh there bfe, Heav'n trardott h»» 

t^mtU A Malter pardon hitD, and Hell gnaw his Bonei. 
)Vhy AtoHhl he cMt bor Whore f Who keeps her Ce» 

pwyf 
What Place! what Time! what Fann/ what Lifcaly- 

hood/ 
The Moor'i tbm^d by fixae moft TJUtnoiu Knitv, 
Some bafe notdrious Knwe, foaae fcarvy Fetlow. 
Oh Meav'ns, that fach Compmions thoud'f^ unfbld* 
And put ID every honeft Hind a Whip, 
To lalh the Rifcii naked through the World, 
Even from the Eaft to th' Weft. 

yd£t. Speak within Door. 

%£mil. Oh fie upon them t Sane fuch'Squirc h* waf 
That turn'd your Wit. the feamy fide witfaoor. 
And made you to fufped me with the Moor. 

y*l»- You are a Foolt go- to. 

D^, Akt, ?^«. 
What flidl'I do to win my Lord again t 
Good Friend, go to htm ^ for by tCHi light of Heaves, 
t know not bow I loft him. Here I knad; [JCiMrfiy. 

If e'er my will did trerpaEs'gainft his Love, 
Either in Dtfcourfe of Thought, or a&ual deed. 
Or that mine Eyei, mine Eari, or any Senfe 
Delighted then on any othor Porm; 
Or that I do aot yet, and ever did, 
And ever iHU, thmtgh he do ifadce me off 
To b^garly Divorceownt, bve him dearty, 
Comfcwt fitffwear ne. Uaktndoeft may i» msuh. 
And his UdtiodneB may defeat my Lift, 
But never taiu my Lonre. I caimot fay WWe^ 
It do's abhor me now X ^eak die W*^ 



Othciio, the Moor of Venice i tf t ^f 

To do the Ad, tbit might thi Addlfion 'ewn. 
Not the World'i Mib of Vmiiy could mike me. 

Jsit. Ipny you be content j 'tis but his-Hunoari 
Th^ Bufinefi of the State do^ htm offence. 

Vef If 'twere no other. 

y^l*. It fs ^t fo, t warnnti 
Hirk t>ow thefe Inftriinents funmon ta fiippcr; [TVfimpHk 
' The M.ff'nger o( f^emice ft«yf iheMeatl 
Go in, «nd weep npt.s all things Aali be veil. 

lExtmMt Defdcmont <tt^ MmUu, 
Mntir Rodorigo. 
How noWi RtdvrigwX 

K«d. ( do not lind 
Tint tKou dctrft juAly with me. 

J^e. Wfaatin thccMoriryf 

iktd. Every day tkotidoftlifflewithrcMae dewc^ j''*C^ 
and ralier » it feems to mc n»w, kee^'fi from neall 
convenicncy, than fupplieft mc with the leaft Advantage 
of hope J I will indeed no longer endure it. Nor tn I yet 
perfwided to put up io Pe«ce» whit already 1 hire fool- 
JfliJy faifo-'d. 

yaf». Will you hear me, Rtdorigtf 

RttL I hare heard too much; and your vordi and per- 
formincei art no kin tc^ether. 

Jgga. You charge me moft unj«ftly. 

Rtd, With nought bat Truth: I havewjftedmyfdf oift 
of my meini. The Jewels you bive bad from ne to! de- 
Kver D^dmtMdy wohU Im« have corrupred a Votarift. 
you have told mc (he hath receiv'd th««ii, and retoro'd ne 
e:^ft»tions and comforw of fudden refpeS, and acq«tia< 
tance) but I find Donr. 

3W0. Well, go to; very well. 

Rtd. Very well, go to; I cannot go to^ Man, nor 'til 
not very weiij t»y, I think it ij fcurvy; aod begin to find 
say felf fob'd in it. ^ 

Jan> Very well. 

K»2. \ teB you, 'ds not verv well i I wiH mrtre my fdl 
known to Df/VflMiM. If (he wiU return me my Jewds, I 
will give orer my Suit, and re^nt ray mkwftdSolickatbn. 
If hm, iffiire your fetf, I will fe^ SitiiWHw of you. 



x6%% OcheUo, the Aioirr of Vefaicc. 

y^^o- You hajve fii4 bov. . . 

Rtd. Ay, jintl Hid notbiag but> vhu I protcft intend- 
ment-of dpif^, 

jf-^go. Why, i^ov.l foe thfrt!sMtHl« in thfCf and evpr 
from [his inltant do I build on tbee a, better Opinion t^an 
ever bEfore; give ate thy Hai:)d, Rt4«ri^»t thoU haft tsken 
afdinft^ (oe a. iDoft. juft Exception ; but I proteA I have 
fleilc moft diretflly in thy P^^tit, , ■ 

Rod. It hatti not appe»r'd. 

. J^Sfi' Jgrint indeed it bath not appear *d; and your 
Sufpicion i^ not witbout Wit and JutJgmcDt. Butt Rodorigt^ 
if thou ha(i that in tbec indetd, which I hav^ greater rtaion 
to believe now than ever ([ mean, PQrpofe> Courage, and 
Valour) this Night (hew it. II tbou the new Nig^t foir 
lowing enjoy not DefdtJMna^ take me from tbis ^ot\^ with 
T«?chf ry, and itnie ^pgines for my Life, . , . 

' i-Rod. Well; .what, if it^ li it within reafon and pun-; 

pifsr ,. 

' y^ia. Sir,, thete is efpecial CpminiCBaa come from, /^m'cc 
to depute Cailftf in Othetlo'% place.. . . , 

Rid. is that true i Why then Othello ind DfJiUmamd 
return again to f^eniee. 

y^ga, Ob do; he g^cs into MattritaiuA^ and taketh 
away with him the^Yair t>tfd€m9M*, unlefs his abode be 
lingred here by fonje accident. Wherein none can be fo 
4<tetminaee, as the removing of CaQia. 
. Red. How do you mem removing him{ 

Jiig9. Why, by making him uncapihlc of 0/AeUo's place J 
knockipg put hit Brains. 

Ked, And that yoM would have me to dp. 

Jago. Ay, if you dire do your felf a profiti and a tight. 
He fupi to night with a Harlotry; and thither will I, go to 
. him. He know> not yet of his honourable Fortune, if you 
will watch bis going thepce (which I ^ill fafhion to fall 
cm between twelve and one) you may take him at yout 
Flcafure. I will be near to fecond your; Attempt, and he 
0iall fall between i)s. Come, {band -not amaK'd at It, but 
go along with me; I wilt (bew youTuch a neccffity -in his 
Death, that you (hall think your felf bouci^ ,to put it on 
him. It is npw.high Tapper tims; and (he Night grows 
to w«fte. About it. ' 



Othello, thi Moor of Venice. x6t9 

R»d. I wiH bur further tt^on fot this. 

J^*. And you fhtll be fatisfied- \_E3iimmt. 

BHMr Othello, Lodovico, Defdemofia, AmiliB, Md 
jiitiMdamti, 

Lad. I do befeech votij Sir, trouble your Teif do further. 
. 0th, Oh ptrdMi twill do me good to wilk. 

Ltd. MadifD. good nigbt-, I humbly thank your Ladiftiipi 

Def, Your Honour is moft welcome. 

0th. Will you walk. Sir: Oh DefdemenAl _- 

Def. My Lord. 

0th, Get yoa to bed on th' tofl^nt, I vill be return'd 
forthwith; dirmils your Atifudant thsre; look't be done. 

[Exit. 

Dtf. I will, my Lord. 

*y£mil. How goes ic npw / he loobs gentler thin ha did. 

Dtf. He fiyi he will return incontinent. 
And htth commanded me to go to bed, 
Ar,d bid me to difmtls you. 

t/£mil. Difmifs me ? 

Def. Ii was.hii biding; therefore good *^OTtYfit, 
Give me my nightly weaiin^, and adieu. 
We muft npt now difp'eafe htm. 

*^miL I would you hid never fcen him. 

Def, So «quld'not I; my love doth fo approve hint, 
That even his St'ubbornefs, his Cbechs, his -Frowns, 
(Preihee unpin mO have grace and favour in them. 

t^miU 1 have laid thofe Sheets you bad me on the Bed. 

■Dtf. All's one; ^ood Father I how foolilh are our 
Minds f 

If I do die before thee, prethee ftiroud me 
Id one oi thefe fame Sheets. 

t/£mit. Come, come; you talk. 

Def. My Mother had a Maid cali'd Ba^ara, 
She was in love; and he fiie Jov'd prov'd mad, ■■ - ■" 
And did forfake her. She had a Song of Willow, 
An old thing'twii," but it exprels'd her Fortune, ■ ■ 
And (he dy'd finding it. Thji Sopg to Night- -J 

Will not grow, from' my Mind; I have much to do, ■ - 
But to go hang my Head all at one fide 
. And ling it like poor Barhrd-, prethes difpatcb. 

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itf)0 Othello, the Moor ffWcmct. 

u£miK Shall I go fetch yoar HigfadgswoC 
Jitf. Ko, unpin me hen } 
. This t»dnU$ ii x ptopfli Man. 
«^miV. A very handfan Man. 
Ikf. He fp<»k* veU. 

c/£mi/. Ihaow a Lidyin fVna'WOBUfa«tt«A'4bire^ 
foot 10 PaUfiiM for i touch of hn nether Lip, 

OeC Tin psor Siftifit S*iigi«£r if * Spmttm Trtt, 

■ , [»«*!£• 

5/)f; 4// 4 ^rns WiUvto: 

Htr BmU »h btr Bt/im, her Hittd m her Xme, 
Sini mUw, tVtUnif, mikw. 

Tht frtjb flreamt mn iy hrr^ dHdmnnHut^d her mestai 
Siiig PPilUw. &c. 

Btr Jdt TtMnftUfrwmbtrt mi fifned the Sttneti 
SiMgfVilUw^ (S-c, (L»ybyihefe) 

WtlltWt Widaw, ^Prithee bigh thee, he'll cooM anon^ 
Sing aU d gretm WiUow muft be n^ Q*rland. 
Lit n9 iedj tUme him^ hit fctrn I dffrtve. 
Nay that's not nut— —Hark who is't that kaoAsi 

%/£tml. It's the Wiorf. 

Def. I cMfdmy L«vt fidft L»ve\ tmt ovbM fiid he thrni 
Sing fftlUwf ^. 

ff/£Hiri mmre Womut^jtifUcMuhwith more Men. 
So get thee hone, good night; mine Eyes do itch» 
t>oth thu bead weepkifif 

«<£iiwt Tis neither nore nor there. 

Dt/: I have heard it faid fo; O thefe Men. thcfe Ilto»/ ^ 
Doft thou in Confcience think, tell me t/£mili4. 
That then be Waoien do abufe their Husband}^ 
In fuch grof) kind? 

%i£mH. There be fome ibchi no Queftion. 

Z>«/. Would'ft tkm do fuch a deed fer ill the voifii 

*^mH. Why, vould not you ? 

I>*f. No. by this Htav'iriy Lighr» 
*SmH. Nsr I neither, by thii Hciv'oly Lfgb^ 
I might do'c at weH t* th* dark. 

Def. Wonld'ft; thou da fiich a deed for aHtb« WoMt 

t^mil. The World's a huge thing; 
It is a great price, for a ftnll Vice, 

Defi In trotb I thi^.thou would'ft QOt. 



Othello, the Mifor of Venice. i6^s 

t/£mil. In troth 1 think I ffaouldt and undo't when I 
Jiid done. Marry, I would not do fuch a thing for i joint 
King, nor for Meafures of Lawni nor for Gowns, Petti- 
coats, Dflr Capii nor any petty Exhibition. But for alt 
Che whole Worldi why, who would not mike her Huf- 
band a Cuckold, to nukit him i Monarchy I (hould ven- 
ture Pur|:atory fot'i. 

Def. Bcfhrew me, if I would doCucha wrong 
For the whole World. 

ty£mil. Why, thewrong is butawrongi'th' World; aoj 
having the World for your Labour, 'tis a wrong io your 
own World, and you might quickly make h rignt. 

Dif. I do not think, there is any fuch Wooiaa. 

t,£ml. Yes. a dozen { and as many to th' vantage, as 
would flore the World they plaid for. 
But I do thiak ii k their Hu^bandi Fiults 
If Wives do fall: Say, that tkey (lack their Dtuiei, 
Aodpour our Trc^dures into foteign Lips, 
Or elle break out in pc^vifh Jealoufies^ 
Throwing redraint upon us ; or faj they &iike w* 
Or fcam out forrito having in defpight ; 
Why we have Galls; and though we have fomc Grace, 
Yet have we fomt Kevcnge. Let Husbands Imow, 
Their Wives have Senfe like them \ they fee and fmeU, 
And their Palats both for fweet and fowci;. 
As Husbands have. Viha is it that they do, 
wWn tbey change us £>r othfrs^ Is it ^ont 
I think it ilj and doth AfFedjon breed it{ 
I thick Jc doth: I»'t frailty that thus trrs! 
It is fo too. And have not we Affs^ions.' 
Defires foE ^otti and fiiilty as Men have t 
Thn Uctbom ufe k vcli>. el{e iei them know. 
The ills we dOt their iUs inflru& us too. 

Dif. Soodiu^; goodai4^[it;Heav'anufucbt)C^r<edk 
Not to pick bad ftoin bad; but liy bad, and, [£«f«f« 



ACT 



i<f J 1 Othello, the Moor of Venice. 

ACT V. SCENE I. 
. SCENE The Street. 

Emier J*go, and Kodorigo. 
jAe».T T E R E. ftand behind thia Bulk. Straight will be 

LX come; 
Wtarthy gpo^ Rapier bire, and put it home ; 
Q^rick, qtJtckt fear nothirg; I'll heat thy Elbow, 
Itniakes us, or it, mars us, think on that. 
And fix moft 6rni thy Kerolucioo. 

Had. fie near st Hand, t may mifcarry iii'r. 

yig9. Here, at thy hand; behold, and tike thy ftiod. 

Sfd. I have no great Devotion to the Deed, 
And yet he hath given me fatiifymg R.eafbns; 
Tis but* Man gone. Forth my Sword; he dies. 

ys^; I have rub'd this young Quat almofl to the (tlk% 
And he grows angry; Now, whether he kill C*^ 
Or Ci^ff-him, or each do kill the other. 
Every way makes my Gain. Li.e RttUrigty 
Hj calls m; to a reftitution large 
Of Gold, and Jewels, that I bob'd from hiiDy 
As €ifcs to De/demoua. 

It muft n.^t b°. \£Oi0o do remain. 
He hach a djily Beauty in hii Life, 
That makes me ugly; and befides the Moor 
May unfold me to him; there (land I in iiiiich-l^ril{ 
Ho, he mull die. But To, I hear him coming. {^Exiijaph 
Enttr Caffio. 

JCid. I koow his Gixe; tJs he: Villain thou dyeft. 

[He runt M Calfi0( and wnrnmii iim. 

Caf. .That tbtuft had been mine Enemy indeed^ 
But thatfoy Coit is better than thou kn«w*ft: 
I will make proof of thine. 

Rod. Ob, I amOatn. [Bikt^MdMfdB. 

Caf, I am maim'd for evert 
Uilp hoal Murther, murtherl 

Uur 

U.BIVeM.yGOO'^IC 



Orficlloj the Moor of Vchice. xC^ y 

E»ter O.htllo abo^e at a Wifidaw. 
Ofh. The Voice of CaJJio, ja^o kfepj his wordi 
•Rod. O Villiin that I ara / 
0th. It is even fo. 

Caf. Oh help hoi Light ! A S rgtoa I-- 

0th. 'Tis he! O brivc y^igo, honeft and juft» 
That haft fuch noWe Senie ot thy Frknd's Wrong, 
Thou leachelT me. MiniosP, your Dear lies dead, , 
A.nd your unbttft Fate highes. Strumpet I come : 
Por off my Hearc, thofc Charms thine Eyes, aic blottedi ■ 
Thy Bed luft-ftain'd, ftiall wiifi Lull's blood be fpotted, 
[£*« Othello*" 
Enter Lodovico, and Gratiano. 
- Otf. Whit ho ! No Watch ? No Paffag^ i Murthcr, Mur-i 
ther! 

dra. 'Tis fome MiTchmce, the Voice is very direful. . 
Oif. Oh help ( 

Led. Hark J ' - 

Red. Oh wretched Villain .' 
Lad. Two or three proari, *Tis heavy' Night J 
Thefe may be eounterfcits : Let's think'c uofafe ^ 

Tf) come into the Cry, without more help. 

Red. No body come : Then fliall I bleed to deathj 

Enter Taao, in hit Shirt, 
Led. Hark. 

Gm. Here's onicomesinhis Shirr, with tight, Ind Wea* 
pons. 

Jmio. Who's th;re ? 
Whole Noifc is this that cries out Murther ? 
Led. We do not know. 

y^go. Da not yoa hear a Cry i . ' '" ' 

Cm/: Here, here : For Heav'n fake help tnt, 
ytge. Wliat's the matcer t , ' ' 

Gra. This is Othellti hhcittx, as I take it. 
Led. The fame indeed, a very valiant Fellow." 
Jdgo. What are you here, that cry h grievciiQy t 
. Caf. ydge ? Oh I am (pjil'd, undone by Villains !; "; 
Give me fome Help. 

Jaga. O me. Lieutenant .' 
Whit Villains have done this f 



1^)4 Othello, the Mow of Vctuce. 

Oif. I think thit one of them is heNvbouti 
And cannot make away. 

J^g»> Oh treacherous Villains I 
What are you there! Come in, and give foffle help. 
R»d. O help me there. 
Cuf. That's one of ihciB. 

J*g9. Oh rourd'rous Slave ( O Villain ( Q)gt>^<i^J him. 
Rod, O damnM Jaga I O inhuman Dog I 
jMgo, Kill Men i'th' dark t Wiiere be thcfe blood/ 
Thieves .' 
^ How nient is this Town ? Ho, Murther f Murthtr I 
Wblt may you be J Are you of Good or Evil { 
^d. As you (ball prove ut, pnife ui. 
Jt^ Signior jUdavict. 
Ltd. He. Sir. 

j^«£«. I cry you mercy / bere*i G^ hurt t^ ViUaitit. 
GrM. Ct^ i 

y«r«. How it'r. Brother f 
Cnj. My Leg is cut in two. ' 
j'^j*. M.aty Heav'n forbid .- 
Ught Gentlemen, I'll bird it with my Shirt. 
Enttr BiaRca. 
Xmw, What is the Matter hot { Who u*t that cry*d{ 
7j^#. Who ia't that cry'd { 
Bidn. Oh my deir CM^a^ 
My fweet C^» t Ob Ca0o, C0e, Ciffi9. 

J*go. O notable Strumpet. Ci^, may you fulpcA 
Who they Ihould be, that have thus mangled you { 
Oif, No. 

Grtt. I am forty to 6nd yoii thus : 
I have been to feck you. 

J*lo, Lend me a Garter. So^— Oh for a Chiir 
To bear him ealily hence. 
'2mr. Alas he faints. Oh C^, Ck^ C*§o, 
Ji^t. Geotlemfn ilU I do (aipt& this TraOi ' 

To he a Party in this Injury. 
Patience a while, good dJJUf come, cone: 
JLend me a Light ; Know we this Face, or no t 
Alas, my Friend, and my dear Country-niaii 
'Stderig* i No : Yes fure : Yen, tis RMvrirt. 

Gra. What, ofrtmtt , ,,,,„ 



Oihcllo, tbeMcor of Venice, ttfjj 

y4i«. £vea be, Srr : did yen bnow liiqn i 

Ore. Know him ! Ah I ' 

Jagf. Signior GrMiMt f I cry your genile Ptrdon -• 
Thefe bloody Accidents muft exctife my Manners^ 
'^nfaat fonegieAad you. 

Gr*. I am glid to fee yoa. 

yMge, How do you, Ca0o ? Oh a Chair, a Chair. 

Grd. RotUrigai 

Jaga. He, he, "tiJ he : Oh that's well faid, the Chair. 
Some good Man bear him carefully froin hence, 
I'll fetch the (Seneral's Surgeon. For you, Miftrefs, 
Save you your Labour. He that lyes (uin here, Cajjia, 
Was my dear Friend. What Malict wis between you? 

Caf. None in the Wbrld ; nor do I know the Min. 

Jaga. What look you palt ? Oh bear him out o*th' Air; 
Stay you good Gciwlemen. Look you pale, Miftrefs f 
Do you perceive the Gfiftntfft df het Eye^ [r» Bianca.' 
Nay, if you ftarSt *e ftiail hear more anoti. 
Behold her well, I pray pu look upon h<r, ' 
Do you fee, Oentlemen % Nay, Guittincfe Will 'Ipak, 
Though Tongues wereout of ufe. 

Ehut Emilia. 

^AmiL Alas, what is the Matter ! 
•What is the Matter, Husband ? 

Jaga. Cajfto hath here been fet oh in the Dark 
By ftadormo, and Fellows that are Tcap'd: 
He's almott (lain, and ReJerige quite dead. 

*/£miU Alas, good Sencleman ! Alas, good C#« I 

jMgd. This is the fruits of whoring. Prithee t/£mili4, 
G» kdow of Cf0a where he fupt to Night. 
What do you (bake at that i 

BiM. He fupc at my Houfe, but I therefore (hak« Dot. 

y*ga. O did he To M charge you go with me. 

ty£miL Oh fie Upon thee. Strumpet. 

Bian. I am no ScEumpet, bi^t ofLCTe at honri^ 
Ai you that thus abufe Die> 
- C£mil, As 1 {"^ie upon thee. 

Juga. Kind <5ent!eibea : Let's gd fe£ poor X^JJi* dreft. 

■"" Ooi p ;' .i^.oivCome' 



i6 3 6 Othello, the Moor of Venice. I 

Come Miftreffi yon mnft tdh another Taki I 

vSmilia, ruD you to the CitcadcJ, 1 

Add tell my Lord and ,Lady, wkat hith Fiap'd : 

Will you go on afoTc i Thiststhe Night 

That either makes oic, or foredoes me quite. ' {_Ex€mL 

S C E N E il. A Bed.chamher : Defdemom 
is drjcover'd ajjeep in htr Bed. 

Enttr Otbello. 

Qtk. It is the Ciufc, it is the Caufc, my Soul, 
Let me not napie it to you, you chafte Sttts, 
It is the Caufe. Yet I'll not fbed her Blood, 
Kor fear that whiter Skin of hers than Snow, 
And fmootb as Monumcotal Alabafler : 
Yet Qie niuftdie* elfe flie'Jf betray more Men: 
Put out the Light, and then put cut the Light, 
If I quench thee, thog flioiing Miniftcr, 
I can again thy former Light rcftore, ; 

Should 1 repent me. But once put out thy Ltgfat> 
Thou cunning'A Pattern of eKcelling Nature, 
I know not where is thst Prtmtthtdm Heat I 

That can thy Light rc-Iumioe. . 
When I have plnck'd thy Rofe, 
I cannot give it vital Growth again, 
Itneeds mufl wither, riirmelltheeon the Tree ; {Kiffitt^ bm, 
O balmy Breath* (hat doft almofl perfwade 
Jufljce to break her Sword. One more, one more ; 
Be thus when thou att dead, and I will kill thee. 
And love thee after. One more, and that's the laft« 
Se fweer, was ne'er fo fatal. I muft weep. 
But they are cruel Tears : This Sonow's heiv'niy. 
It fbikes, where it doth love. She wakts. 

Btf. Who's there, OthtUo f 

Oth. Ay. Difitmona. 

De/l Will you come to Bed, my Lord t 

Oth. Have you prayed to Nigltt, DtfdtmiM I 

Ttif. Ay, my Lord. 



Othello, the Moor of Vtrikc. itfjy 

Oth. If you bethink your felf of any Crime 

Unreconcil'd,as ytt to Heiv'fl, and Grace, 
Solicit for it.ftraight. , ' 

£>'f. Alack, my Lord, 
VVhat iDjy you qiean by tbat i 

Oth, Well, do it, ajid be brief; I will walk by. 
I would not kill thy unprepared Spirit, 
No, Heav'ns fore-fend, I would not kill thy Sou]. 
Dtf Taik'vou of killing i 
Oth. Ay, i do. 

Def, Thea Heiv'n have Mercy on me, 
Oth, AiDcn, with all my Heart. 
J)ef, If you fay fo, I hope, you will not kill me. 
Oib Hum. 

Def, And yet I fear you : For you're fatal then, 
" When your Eyes rowl lb. 

Why I flioqld ftar I know not, . , 
Since Guiltinefs I know not : But yet I feel I fear. 
O/h. Think on thy Sins. 
Def, They are Loves I b ir to you, 
Oth. Ay, and for thatthpu dy'ft. 
Dtf. That Death's wnnrtural, that kills for Lovir g, 
Alas, why gnaw you fj your Nether ilip? 
Some bloody Paflion Oiates your very Frame; 
Thefcarc Portents: But yet 1 hope, I hope, 
They do not point on me. 
Qth. Peace, aad be fUlI. 
Def. I will fo : What's the mitter ! 
Oth. That Handkerchief 
^hich I fo.lov'd, and gave thee, thou gav'ft G#a. 

Dtfi No by my Life and Soul : Send for the Man^ 
And ask htm. 

Oth. Sweet Sou), t^e heed, tal^e heed of Perjury, 
,Tbou art on thy Death-bed, 
. Z)«A Ay, but not yet to die. 
Oth. Prefently. 
Thereiure confcfs thee freely of thy Sin : 
For to deny each Article with Oath, 
Qvnot remove, nor choak the ftroi^ Conception 
'that I do gro^D wittial. - "^hou trt to die. 

Oo I Def. 



1^3 S Ochetlo, the Moor ef Vtfoke. 

Vef. Oh Hcav'n have Mercy on ^e. 

0th. I fay. Amen. 

Def. And hive you Mercy too ; I ncm did 
Offend you in my Life ■, never lov'd C^»« 
But with fuch general warrantry of He»»!o, 
As I might love. I never gave him Token. 

0th. By Hcav'n I hv my Handliercbief io's Hand* 

perjur'd Woman \ thou doft ftone my Hearr, 
And makeft me call, what I intend to d<^ ' 
A Murthcr, which I thought a Sacrifice. 

1 faw the Handkerchief. 

De/. He found it then; 
I never gave it htm ; fend for him hither, 
Let him confefc a Truj:h. 
' 0th. He Iiath con&ll. - 

Def. What, my Lord/ 
Oth. That he hatK us'd thee. 
X)tf. How? uDliw^Hyi 

0th. Ay. . 

i)f/: He will not fay fVj. 
'0th. No, hij Moutii is ftopg'd 5 
Honeft yago hath ta'en Order for't. 

Dtf. Oh, my fear interprets. Whatii he detiti 
Otb. Had all his Hairs been Lives, my great Revenga 
Ittd Stomach fhr them ill. 
' Dtf. Alas, he is betray'd, and I undone. 
0th. Out Strumpet! weep'ft thoii for him to my fac^t 
Dtf. O banilh me, my Lord, but kill tat not. 
Oth. Down, Strumpet. 

IDtf. Km me to morrow, let me live to night. 
Oth. Nay, if you ftrive. 
I>tf. But half an HoMr . 
Orh. Being done, there ii no ^ufe. 
Def. Biit while I fiy One Prayer——— 
Oih, It is too late. {Smtikr^ htfv, 

Emilia « tht Detr, 
\/£miL My Lord, my Lord f Whkt hoal- 
My Lord, my Lord I 

Otb. What Noife is this/ nq( dead? notyH ^uite dsftdf 
I H^t am cruel, am yet msttifuX, 



Othdio, the Moor of Venice. ztfj 9 

I would oot bare thee linger ia tby Pain. 
So, foi 

^>£mii. withiiu] Vhathoal my Lord, my Lord f 

Oth. Who's there? 

*>£miU Ob, my good Lord, I woald fpeak a word with 
you. 

Oth, Yes, 'tis %/£miid'-by and by— flic'j dead, 
*Tis like fhe comes to fpcak of C#>'e Deatfa; 
The noife was high. Hab, nq iDorc moving { 
Still as the Grave. Shall Ifae come int were't geodi' ■ 
I think fbe flirt tgaJB— No~>-wbai's heft to daf 
If Ihe come in, d^ll furc fpeik to my Wife ; 
My Wife! my VTifd what Wife? I have no Wilv. 
OhinfuF^rtabk/ Ob heavy Hour! 
Methinks it Ihould be now a huge Eclipfe 
Of Sun and Moan, and that the atfiigbtad Slohe 
Did yawn at Aiteraiion— •— 

%/£mii, I do befeech you 
That I may fpeak with you. Oh, good m; Lord I-— 

Othi I badfc»-goc thee; Oh come ii, w£mitist 
Soft, by and hy, let at the Curtains dif w. 
Where art thojuf what's the matter with thee now / 
Mmut Mmi&t. 

t>£miL Ob, my goad Lord, yonder*! jEbtd Marthcis 
done. 

Oth. What/ now? 

*/£mU. But n^v, my Lord. 

Oth. It is the vevy error of the Moon, 
She comes mote netref Eadrth than flte wm wont. 
And makes Men mad. 

%>£mil. O^, my Lord, hath kill'd 
A young feiutiaitt catl'd RotUrin. 

Oth. Rodtriio kill'dt aodCfprkifl-d} 

t/£.mil. No, Cf^if notkilFd. 

Oth, Not £;i^« kill'd ? Thea Monkci'fi ottt o£ utoe. 
And fveet Revenge grows barfh. 

Dtp. O falfely, f^&fy mvrder'd. 

%^miL Alas! what cry Is that) 

m, Tbfj! wkti 



2^4° Othello, the Moor of Venice. 

t^mil. Out, and tlu, tbit was my Lady's Voicr, 
Hel^I he)p hoa! helpl Oh Lady fprak af;itn, 
Svtez DefiUoMea, oi) fwect Miflrefs Tpe^. 

i)f/ A guiklcfs Dsaih I die. 
, ^miL Oh who hath done-ihis Deed? 

Def. No body, I my (elf, firewclj 
f^^ommend me to my 4tind Lord; -oh fartwel. {.^^^^ 

0th. Why, how (hould (he be Murdn'd? 

t/£mH. Alas t who knows t 

Oth. You bear her Tay h:r felf, it wai not I. 

%>£mil. She f^id fo> t muft needs report the Truth. 

Oth, She's like a Liar gone to bmninig Htll, 
'Twaslthatkill'-dber, ■ 

*j£mil. Oh the more Arge| flte, and '. yon the blacker 
Devil. 

Oth. She tura'd to Folly, and lb« was a Wborr. 

%/£mil. Thou doft bely her^ and thou art • Devil. 

O/A.- She was falfe as Water. 

t/£tuil: Thou art ra(h as Fire, to (ay 
That flie was falfe. Oh Ihe was heav'nty true. 

Oih. C^ did top her^ ask thy Husband eHe. 
O, I were'-damn'd btneith all depth in Hell, 
But that I did proceed upon juft groundf 
(To this Extremity^ ThyHuibaod kne* it all. 

t^mit. My Hasband I 

Oth. Thy Husband. 

^mili That (he was fal'fc to Wedlock? 

Oth. Ay> with C<^ : Hid (he been true. 
If H'iv'd would make me fuch another World* 
Of one entire and per/eft Chryfoiite, ,- ' ■ 

rd not have fold her for it. - 

iy£mU: My Husband/ • 

Oih^ Ay^ 'twas he that to}d me firft; 
'An hooefl Man he if, and hates the Slime 
That 0idES on filthy Deeds. 

v^mi/' My Husband! 

Oth. What needs this Interance, Woman! 
I fay thy Husband. 

*>£miL Oh Miftrtfti Villany has- mide^ mocks with 
I.ove. 

My 



Othello, thf. Mm df. Venice. xS^i 

My Hiubaod fay fti« vss faUe ? 

Otb. He, V^oimn; 
I f»y thy Husband-, do'ft und?rftitKl the word? 
My Frieod, thy Husband, honeft. hmefi J^' 
%/£miL If he fay lb, may his pernicious Soul 
Rot \xi\l a ^rain a Day; be lies to th'Heart. 
She WIS too fond.of hetupoft filtby Bargain. 
0th. Hah / 

^^£mii. Do thy worfl : 
This Deed nf thine is no more worthy Heav'n, 
Than thou waft worthy her. 
Oth. PeKe, you vrere beft. 

t/£miU Thou hill not half that. Power to do me harm 
As I have to be hurt : Oh Gull 1 oh Dolt ■' 
As ignorant as Diit i thou baft dose a deed — — 
I care not for thy Sword, I'll make thee Itnowb, ' 
Though I loft twenty Lives— Help { hrip / hot .' help I 
The Moor hath kilFd my Miftreft. Murther, mnitbei / 
£>Her Montano,Qratiano,,«W {ago. 
JI/m.' What is the matter i How now. General! 
ty£mU. Oh, are you come, jMgo t You have done veil* 
TbatMeniDuft lay their Murthert on ydurNeck* 
Crd. What is the matter t 
*^miL Dirprove this Villain, if thou be'ft a Man, 
He Tays thoa toldft him that his Wife was falfc : 
i know thou didft not, thou'it not fuch a Villain. 
Speak, for my Heart is full. 

ydgf. I told him what I thought ; and told do more 
Tun what he found himfelf was apt «nd true. 
\. c^mA Bntdid you, ever tell hint, Ihewis fdfef 
\ Ja^c. I did. 
\ %^mH. You told a. Lie. aa odious damned Lie : 
Upon my Saul a Lie ; a wicked X.ie. 
She falfe with Cd^ i did you fay with O^tt 
J^: With Cajjut Miftrefs, go M, chami yonr Tongue^ 
*^mH. I will, not charm my Tongue ; I am . bound 
to fpeak, 
My Miftrefs here Ues murtbered in her Bed. 
M. Oh ^eav'nt fqrefitnd / 



if4& Oehrllo> tht Moot ^Venice. 

t^mL And your reportJ liivt ftl ibc Munfttf Ofc 

0th, Nay, ftare not, Maften, it is crut iBdeed. 

<ir4. 'Tis I ftnngff Truth. 

il/M. Oh iBotiftnui AAk 

«^w//. ViHanyt villinyl villwyl 
I tbink upon'c-M ihink-^-I ftnelPi— .O vtOinyj 
I thought fo then I HI liU my felf lor Cri«f, 

ViUiny. Vitlviyi 

J^: Whti, •!« you madi I dnrge yM get you 
borne. 

•^mil. Good GeotleiDen. I«c me htve leare tofreak; 
Tis proper f obey him. but imk now t 
PereluKc, J^, I mil ne'er ito home. 

Or^. Oht oht obt 

n^mil. K«y, by- tb«r d«»» an4 roir i 
For thou hift kill'd the fweetefi lanoccM* 
Thu e'er did lift op eye. 

Otk Oh flicwaifbulf 

1 icarce did know yey, Undej there lyet ywtr Niece, 
Whore Breath tndesd. thefe Hands have aewly ftop'd; 
1 knov this KBt (hews: horrible and gnm. 

Grd. 9ooc J}»fdaHqn*\ I am ghd thy Father's dttd. 
Thy nitch was mortal to him^ and pure Grief 
Shore his old thread in twaia. Did he live bow. 
This fight wottld nake him do a del}>erate turn; 
Yea, curfs hipi better Angel froa his fide. 
Ar^ fall^ to Reprobatiop. 

Ckk 'Tis pitifel, buvjwt jftiMhwiw5. 
Xfaat Ihe with C^ bath the att of Shame 
J\ thoofand times cocomitted. dgia cttnfeft h* 
And the did gratifie his amorous Wotks, 
With that X.ccafnizaaee and Ptedgfrof Love, 
WhichI firft ^ve her; I&wirin hisftod; 
It was aa HaidwKbitf, aQ antidc TtActr 
My Pather pvc ny Moillch 

ft^Mii^ OfaHcov'RF Ohbeev'Hiy Rnrenf 

J*go, Come, hold your peace. 

t/£mj^ 'TwiH oat. WW o u f- — I p«ice( 
Ko, 1 vill fpeak ai liberal tt th« Narth, ^ 

"', ■ """"' J« 



Othello, tbt M^or jf Venice. 164^ 

t.tt Hcav*D, and Men. and Devils, let them all, 
AU> al)» cfy Ihane igaioft mC} jet I'll ^eak. ^ 

y<f^'- Be wife and get you boioe. 

•^rniL 1 will DM. [J^o tffirt tt fitA Ui V^^ 

Qrs. Fic» your Sword upon a Wouuni 

t^miL Ob» thou dull Moor» 
That Handkerchief tbou fpeak'ft of 
I found by Fortune, and did give my Huiba&d* 
For often, with a rolemn earncfbefs. 
More than indeed belong'd to fuch a Trifle* 
He begg'd of me. to fteal it- 

jfago. Villanouj WhoreJ , 

•^miL She give it Cdffiei Alas I fouad it^ 
Ai>d I did give't my Husband. 

jF^*; Filth, th'>u liefU 

%/£mil By H^v'n I do no^ I do ootaCSentlomfBt ~ 
Oh miird'rous Coxcomb, what Ihould fuch a Fo<^ 
Po witli ib good a Wife? 

[J ago heak* thrmih •'«<' vieitmls hii IKfi, tif» rm* ««r. 

0th. Are there no flooes in Heav'n, 
But what ferve for the Thunder i pre^ioiR Villain I 

Gr». The Woman fatltj furs he hath liitt'd his Wile. 

t>£miL Ay, ly; Oh Uy me by my MUlrefii fide* 

GrM. He's gonp, but his Wife's kili'd* 

Mtn. 'T'\% a notorious Villainy tike you this Wcaponi 
Which I have reohvct'd from th* Moor 1 
Come, guard the Door without, let him not pals. 
But kill him rather; 1*11 after that fame VillMo, 
For 'tis a damned Slave. [Mnit* 

0th. I an-Dot vaiiaT'tnfivher; 
But evey ?unf whipAergcMtny Sword. 
Bui tJk% fliould Hoaoiu «uirJiv« Bqaeflj^ i 
Let it go a1. 

t^mil What did th; Song boai. UrfyS 
Hark, canft thou hetr net I wiO pky the SmtlTi 
And die io Mufidh: 9l/Jnv, mUmn. WJfhv-*— 
^oor, Ae wMcbaft, (he ktv'd th«^ cru^Moorj 
So come my Soul to BJifv as. I ^qikviKi 
$0 ^faUay » I thioK 4af, 1 die. [^ailia ^/< 

L. * 0th, 



z(S44 Othello, the Moor of Venice. 

Oth, I hav«' another Weapon in this- Chamber, ■ •' 
It was a Sword vf Spaim the Ice brooks temper; 
'. Oh here 't\ is: Uncle, Tmuft come forth. ■ -- 

■ Gra. Ifthon'atttRIpt it, it will coft' th<e dearj 
Thou haft no Weapon, and-pctforce imift luffcr. 

Oth, Look in upon me then, and fpe^k with nif,- 
Or naked is I am I will aflatilc thee. 

Gr*. What is the 'matter ? ' ■ 

Oth. Behold I have a Wejpon.- ■ ■ 

A better never did it felf fuftain - 

Upon a Soldier's Thigh. I have feen the D»y, 
That with this ^jttle Arin, and this good Sword, 
1 have made my way through more impedimtot^, - 
Thin twenty times your Hop. But, oh Vain Boift } 
Who can controul his Fate/ 'Tis net fo now. ■ 
Be not afraid, though you do -fee me weapon*^ t 
Here is my Journey's end, here is my Butt, 
'And very Sea-mark of my utmoft Sail.- 
Do-yoti goback difmay'd^ 'Tis a loft Fear; 
Man but a Ru(h againft Or/v//('s BreafV, 
And he retires. Where ftiould 0/i&«i/o got 
Mow — how dofl thou took now f Oh ill-ftir'd Wenchf 
Pale as thy Smock! When we [hiU iricei at Compt, 
This look of thine will hurl my Soul from Heav'n, 
And Fiends will fnatch at it. Cold, colet, myCirl/ 
Even like thy Chadity. O curfed, curftd Slave! 
Whip me, -ft Devili, 
From the PoSe(Bon of this he3v*flly fight ; 
Blow pie about in Winds, and roaft me in Sulphur, 
Wa(h me in fteep-down Gulf of liquid Fire— — 
Oh DefdtmQM ! Dead, DefiUmon^ ! Dead, dead I Oh, oh } 

Mmter Lodovico, Caffio ltd in womitdtd, Montano^ <(W 
Tago FrifiHtr, with Officers. 

Led, Where IS this rafh, andmoA unfortunate Man? 

Oth. Thai's he that w^s OthtUt : Here I am. 

Ltd. Where is that- Viper? bring the Villain fortfi. 

Oth. I look down towards his Feet; but thatis a Fablr, 
If that t^pu beed a Devil, I cannot kill thee. 

[Othello vfjiWi^ }*%o» 

Ltd, Wrench hti Sword fiem him. 

'' A.OC,g,7«'- 



Othello, the Moot of Vehice. 1^4; 

J'tg: I bUed, Sir, but not kill'd. 

Oth. I >m not forry neither. I'd have thee live ; 
For in my Senfe, 'tis happincfs to die. 

Lad. Oh thou, OthelU, that waft once fo good^ ' , . 
Fain in the pradice of a curfed Slave, 
What fliiU be fard to thee! 

Oth, Why ajiy thing; 
An Honourable Murtherer, if you will: 
For nought I did in Hiie, but ill in Honour. 

Lod. rtiis wretchhatij partconfeflhis Villany; 
Did you and he coofcnt in Caffio't Deaths 

Oth. Ay. 

Caf, Dear General, I never gave you Caufe. 

Oth. I do believe it, ind I ask your Pardon: 
Will you, 1 pray, demand that Demy-Devil, 
Why he hath thus enfnir'd my Soul and Body. 

J^tga. Demand me nothing, what you know, yoaknowi 
From this time forth I never will fpeak word. 

Lod. Whit! notw jirayl ' 

Gr4. Torments will ope your Lips. 

Oth. Well, thou doft beft. 

L»d. Sir you (hall undcrftand what hath befain. 
Which as I think, you know not; here is aLfttet, 
Found in the Packet ofthe (liin RodvrigOt 
And here another, the ooeof thedi imports ■ 
The Death of Ca0*f to be undertook 
By Rtdtrigo. • - . 

Oth, O Villain I 

Cdf. Moft h^ithenilh, andmoftgrofs. 

LoJ. Now, here's another dilcontented Paper ' 
Found in his Pncket too; and this itieems 
Rtdorigv meant t'have ifc]t this damned Villain; 
But that belike Jagt in the interiin 
Came in. and fatisty^d him. 

Oth.. O thou pernicious Caitiff! 
How came yod, Caffiot by that 'Handkerchief 
That was my Wife's! 

C«/^ I found it in my Chamber; 
And he himfelf confeft it but even now. 
That there he dropt it for a fpecial purpofe, 

*^- *^ - -Whrch 



x6^6 Othello, the Ms&r tfyemxx, 

, Which wrought to.hil dtCire. 
, 0th. O I^U Fool, Fool I 

Cff. There is befidcs, ia XaJari^tTs Letter, 
How he upbraids ^•'j', that he mide him 
Brave me upon the Witch; whereon U came 
That I was caft ^ and even now he Tpike 
After bng feeming deadi y^£9 hurt him,* 
y^» fet him on. 

Led, You inuft forfake this room, and go with usj 
Vour Power and your Command is taken o^ 
Aad CaJfU rules in Cjprui. 'For this Slave, 
If there be any cunning Cruelty, 
That can torment him much, and hold him long. 
It fliill be his. You Ihall clorc Prironer reft. 
Till that the Nature of your Fault be known 
To the yisnetidm State. Com^ brine away. 

OtL Softvouj a word or two berore you sow 
I have done the State Tome Service, and they biov*t; 
No more of that. I pray you in your Letters, 
When you Qiall thtie unlucky. Deeds relate, 
^e«k of me, t^ 1 am. Nothing ezteauace. 
Nor fet down ought ia Malice. 
Then oiuft you fpeak. 

Of one that lov'a not wifely, but too well i 
Ofone, not caiGily Jealous, but beine wrought,^ 
Perplex'd in the eztream} ofone, wftofe Han^ 
Like the bafe ludiMt threw a Pearl aw^y 
Richer than all his Tribe ', of one, wh<^ fubdu^ Cycf. 
Albeit unufed to the melting mood. 
Drop Tears as ftft as the Arabian Trees 
Their Medicinal €tim. Set you'iiown this. 
And fay befidcs, that in AU/fo once. 
Where a Malignant, and a lurband-Tudt 
Beat a FenetiM, and tradvc'd the State, 
I took by th' Throat thcCircumcifed Qiog, 
And fmote him, thus. [&4is bh^. 

Lad. Oh bloody Period I 

Crs. All that is fpdte is marr'd. 

OtL I kifl thee; e'er I kilPd tbee : No way hot this, 
KiUiRg my felf. to die upon a Kils. [Wa 



Othello, the Mtfttr of Venice. i<f4> 

Qif, This did I fear, but thought he had m> Weapon ; 
For he was great of Hearts 

Ltd. Oh SpdrtM Dog J 
More fell than Anguifh, Hunger, or the Sca> 
Look on tlie Tragiek Loading bf this Bed^ 
This isthy workj tbe Objeapojfons fight, 
Let it be hid. 'OrAtiane, keep the Houle, 
And feize upon the Fortunes of tbe Moor, 
For they fucceed to you. To you. Lord governor, 
Remains tbe Cenfure of this helliAi Villain : 
The timea the place, the torture, oh inforce it. 
My felf will firaight aboard, and to the State, 
This heavy A&t with heavy Heart, relate. [Extim^ 



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