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sc. iii.

Enter Tullius, Marius and Ianus Ianus deliuers Tullius a Lre
Tull.
A letter Ianus,

Ian.
Yes,

Tull.
from whence

Ian
from Roome

Tull.
My Philadelpha, noe

Mar.
Armanus?

Tull.
Neither, you shall pertake it presently

Mar.
Lets leaue him:

Exit Mar & Ian:
Tull
The King Solicites your faire Bride to lust
Armanus is his cuning Instrument,
and Philadelpha makes but weak defence
if that yr Bed be pure tis onely want
of opportunitie defers the sin, Within there hoe.

Bell.
My Lord,

Ent Bell
Tull
Wheres he that brought this Letter

Bell.
posted hence,
he said it craued no answere, and you dischargd him

Tull

Ent Marcel
Marc
Cals my lord

Tull.
Ent Marius & Marcell

Mar.
to yeild to this
is but to accept, my owne aduancement
but in the meane space should the Souldiers finde
I were no Generall but a Counterfett
there scoffs at least, if not there violent rage
would persecute mee, and with shame and horror
worke my distraction./

Tull.
No such feare molest you,
for in the feild I yet was neuer seene
but armd at all points, and but seldome soe
weare my Coate Armor, that disguise alone
will make vs vndistinguisht, but with all,
take this rich Scarffe, which for her sake that gaue it
has bin my indiuidiall ornament
and cheefest marke of note, Marcellus
do you comēnd mee to my nearest freinds
entreat them winke at my departure
if aduerse fortune ere chance to reueale it
be you my witnes that to honord Marius
I thus resigne all my authoritie,

Mar.
Which I accept
although I knowe more dangers do attend it
then waite vpon a hundred diadems

Tull.
Pray do not thinke that feare or Cowardize,
incites my bloud to put these honors of
this being the day of battaile, lett suffice
the affaires that vrge me are of such great waight
I haue scarse tyme to thanke you, fare you well
Exit Tull.

Mar
Goodnes guide thy Actions whatsoeuer,

Marc
I wonder whats the matter with the Generall

Mar.
I neither knowe, nor do desire to knowe
Since tis his will I should not, pretty Ianus,
looke not so wilde my boy, nor wonder nott
at this short transmutation for anon
thou shalt pertake it all, for thy discourse
and countenance too next her that keepes my hart
hold it in there possession, thy lords safe,

Ian
but from yr ton̄g I would not creditt truth
till I beheld him soe,

Ent. Bellar
Bell
Where is the Generall

Mar
The newes with thee?

Bell
The Drums beate vp the Enimie comes on
the haue for sooke the Toune and march in ranck
as if the'vd giue vs battaile

Mar.

Ia:
What ere that vnknowne charme bee, which to mee
is hidden as the cause that merritts it
by that loue I intreat you, lett these hands
beare to the feild yr Targett and yr launce
and share with you this day yr destinie,
in all that shalbe dangerous, Knowe deare Sr
my father was a Souldier, and that bloud
I tooke from him wc h flowes within this breast
not Swallowe like foreseeing of a storme
flags to the ground, but soares vp higher still,
theres not a man mee thinkes that dares touch you
but this weake arme can strike him to the earth,
Good Sr deny mee nott./

Mar.
Haue thy desire
Yet I protest, if by vntimely fate
these eyes should see thee sinke, it would abate
all that is man within mee, harke the come.

Ent Bellar.
Bell.
To parly not to fight
there is a Herald sent out from there Army
that craues admittance

Mar.
Lett him haue it

Ent. a Herald
Her.
To the great Generall of the Roman Hoast
Sabinus wisheth happines,

Mar.
Wee scarce creditt it

Her.
If from his owne mouth you desire to heart
hees martching hetherward and craues a parly«.»

Mar
Tell him [«yt»] wee shall expect him, and on tearmes
that do not iarr with honor should be gladd
to entertaine his freindshipp, so returne,
Exit Her
thoe his high pride did fly aboue his reach
making a dareing challendge, I comend him
the princely Eagle when shee meanes to soare
the highest pitch, rayses her loftie [winges] flight
from lowest Valley, and if smooth faced peace
yet step betwixt vs for his resolute spiritt
I must both loue and honor him/

Bell
My Lord
Sabinus is at hand, but brings with him
not past a dozen gentlemen and they
in stead of weapons in theire vnarmd hands
beare Oliue branches, Signals of calme peace

Mar.
Tis wonderfull that he who yesterday
Like a Leonides stood for his Cuntry
out threatning death and danger, should so soone
change his determind course, but i'le suspend
my censure till the event make knowne
the certaine cause, like number meete
the rest fall of agen,

Enter Sabinus Arminius and others with Oliue Branches in theire hands Coulors wrapt vp, and slowe martch./
Sab.
Renowned Tullius
the valiant Generall, of a Warlike people
thus haue wee left our Walls that might haue scornd
Ioues battering Thunder, or disioynting Earthquakes
sent from the depth of Hell, and in our hands
beare the true Emblem of our harts now fild
with a desire of Peace, but on what tearmes
wee entertaine it, that can best resolue you

Mar.
A Herald, Read those Articles aloud
that all may heare on what Conditions
Great Martius frees his subiects liues from perill,

Her.
Titus Martius Kinge of the Romans
to Sabinus Captaine of the Sabines
Greeting.
Incited by a religious care where with the Gode endud vs
to saue the bloud of our deare Cuntrimen,
desireing rather to put vp iniurie,
then right our selues by toomuch crueltie
wee are contented not to cast our eye
seuerely on those misdemeanors past
that wee may call them by so mild a name
our mercy may remitt them, wc h but veiwd
seuerely would pull on too great a ruine.
Wherefore once more, not as impotent
but, wt h armed hands, wee offer peace, on these Conditions
first as a yearly Tribute you shall pay
700 Sextertiaes to the Roman Crowne,
next, when ere wee haue occasion,
either of forraigne or domesticke Warrs
you ayd vs with six thousand armed men
and lastly you shall keepe within yor bounds
not suffering any vpon paine of death
to robb and spoile vpon our Latin Confines
if you consent vnto these Articles, in all respects
your libertie shalbe as [lardge] large and free as in the daies
of our lou'd predecessor, Tacitus,
if otherwise, expect th'encrease of plagues
that Warr and Roome hath often laid on yee,
but these Confirmd, lett Tullius
our Generall, enter yr Citty with a competent number
of well arm'd men, and take the oathes of you
and yr cheife Senators, farewell,

Mar
Sr Wee haue heard, what wee much wonder att
yett I reioyce for yr sake that Martius is gratious
to yeild to whats heare written, Lets ioyne hands
this knott of true loued peace
banish all former discords

Within
Whoo

Mar.
How the Glad Souldiers do applaud this League
singing the same Panagaricke of peace
then lets auoyd delay Bellario
you with some fewe of [y]or cheife Officers
shall to the Cittie with vs, wheare this League
before the Gods wee must see ratiffied
our other Souldiers now may rest themselues
for those that will depart giue them theire pay
and let them take theire pleasures

Sab.
Come braue Tullius

They martch together and at the Entrance of the Gate Marius is stab'd-/
Mar.
Oh I am slaine

Ian:
Treason murder helpe

Sab.
Shutt vpp the Gates and suffer none to enter
hee falls that lifts a hand

Ian.
Villaines, Tyrants

Sab.
Binde fast that boy

Ian.
Sanguivolent murderers
can Souldiers harbor such dambd Trechery

Sab.

Mar.
Hee the man, oh,

Ian.
Accursed feind, barberous, inhumane Kinge
Sabinus see, behold the wretched wife of Tullius,
looke what a Wofull Widdowe you haue made
our loue scarse measurd a short hower in essence
but in exspectancy it was eternall
and so my greife must bee without a period,
for as the day ends with the setting sunne
so with thy death my happy daies are donne
for I am lost for euer/

Sab:
Matchles woman
witnes the Gods how much I pitty you
oh Gentlemen why do you fix yr eyes
so firmely vpon mee, I knowe the strangenes
of this sad act may make my truth suspected
Ile vse no ayerie protestations nowe
to cleare my selfe but if you please to enter
after our oathes are taken to preserue
those Articles of peace inviolate
the funerall obsequies and true shed teares
which to his euerlasting bed shall bring
all that remaines of this vnfortunate
I knowe not what to call him, shall expresse
howe deare I prized his goodnes, but the loue
wee beare our Cuntry beates all pittie backe
take vpp the Bodie,

Ian.
Tuch him not you furies
no bloud staind hand shall dare to tuch the Altar
on wc h I sacrifice these Virgin teares,
wc h shall outlast the marble, wc h is laid
to couer these faire corps, stand of I say
my selfe will see him coffind and imbalm'd
and in one Tombe rest with him, deare Tullius

Sab.
Crosse her in nothing lett her vse her Will
shee has had too much wrong, pray enter Lords
for by our harty sorrowe you shall finde
in all but this wee bore a Godlike minde

Exit.
Ian
Oh Marius I haue wrongd thy blessed spiritt
to mourne thy death by a contrarie name
but twas a sisters loue, then pardon mee
if any life remaine, fix but thyne eye
vppon thy Lelia's sorrowe, crying now
on Marius, Marius, breathing nothing els
till my loathes breath[«.»] expire, oh Marius

Mar
What life restoring Balme those true loues teares
powers in my bleeding wounds, able to free
a dying soule, from Deaths strongest charnell howse.
but I am well, farr distant from that place
this shirte of male worne neare my skinne
rebated there sharpe steele and killing points
were darted at my breast, my greatest hurt
is but a scratch compard to mortall wounds
Yet I haue changed my life, my life of woe
and am transported into paradice
wrapt aboue apprehension to behould
my dearest Lelia's sight, hast thou bin dead
to all mens knowledge since I first left Roome
and dost suruiue to be my liues preseruer,

Ian:
I liued not els at all but dangers nowe
surround vs euery where, some sudden meanes
must further our swift flight, or we are lost a gen
Ent Bell.
past remedie, heere comes a trustie freind Bellario
oh good Bellario helpe mee to convay
this habit where it may be hid for euer
and lend vs any Garments, Marius liues,
throwe it in any poole, thy Coate and hatt
nay quickly deare Bellario,

Mar
Thy reward for this
when ere wee see thee next, wants president
of what thy trust hath gaynd thee fare theewell
Comend mee to Marcellus, thou and hee
appease the mutinous Souldiers, and make head
you shall with speede heare from vs, come my blis
neuer had man a happines like this.

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