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Actus Tercius:

Scæa. pria.

Enter Bredero, Vandort: [& 2. Lords.]
Bre.
Myne Heire Vandort, what thinck ye of the Prince now?

Vandort
like a true noble Gentleman, he has borne himself,
and a faire fortunate Soldier: I hold the State Sir
most happie in his care: and this torne Cuntry
whose wounds smart yet, most bound to his deliueraunce.

Bre.
'tis certaine his proceedings in this busines
as in all els, haue byn most wise, and constant,
and waited on with full wingd Expedition:
how many Townes, armd with theis new Pretenders,
stird vp, and steeld by founders of new doctrines
the cullor to their Cause, hath he, (and sodainely)
disarmd againe, and setled in obedience,
and without bloodshed, lords, wthout the Sword,
and those Calamities, that shake a kingdom
so gently, and without noyce, he has performd this
as if he had don it in a dreame?

[1. lord.]
most certaine

Vand
he ha's run through a busines, will much add to him,
and sett his vertues of with greater lustre,
But that a man so wise, as Mounseiur Barnauelt,
so trusted, so rewarded for his Service,
and one that built the ladder to his honor
of open honest actions, strong, and straight still,
should now be doubted.

[2. lord.]
I know not, nor I wish it not,

Bred.
but if he haue a fowle hart, 'thas byn hid long,
and cun̄ingly that poyson has byn carried

Vandort.
But why a Father to theis new professions?
why should he strengthen those opinions,
that all true learning much laments, and greives at,
and sincks the soules sweet vnion, into ruyn,
why theis my lords? and why in every Garrison
vnles he had an end that shot at evill
should he so strongly plant theis fire-brands,
and through his powre, add daylie to their nombers?

—Ent
Bred.
most sure he is suspected, strongly suspected
but that a man of his great trust, and busines
should sinck, or suffer vnder doubts, or whispers
or loose his honor by an others envy
is not faire play, nor honest: The Prince of Orange
most thinck affects him not, nor he the Prince
that either of their angry wills should prove
a lawfull act, to ruyn one another,
and not a medium of more open Iustice
more equall, and more honorable step in
man had no powre to stand, nor fall with honor
if he be falce, honest, and vpright proofes
will ripen the Imposture.

—Enter Barnauelt & his Son.
1. lord.
here he comes Sir.

Vandort
Methincks he beares not in his Countenaunce
the fullnes of that grave, and constant sperit,
nor in his eye appeeres that heat, and quicknes
he was wont to move withall, salute, and counsell: [let's leaue him to his thoughts.]

Son.
they mind ye not:
now, as I haue a soule, they looke not on Ye.

Bar.
My noble lords: what is't appeeres vpon me
so ougly strange, you start, and fly my Companie?
what plague sore haue Ye spide? what taynt in honor?
what ill howre in my life, so cleere deserving
that rancks me thus below yor fellowships?
for wc h of all my cares, of all my watches,
my services (too many, and too mightie
to find rewards) am I thus recompenced?
not lookd on, not saluted? left forgotten
like one that came to petition to yor honor s,
over the shoulder sleighted?

Bred.
Mounseiur Barnauelt,
I am sorry that a man of yor great wisdom,
and those rare parts, that make ye lou'd, and honord,
in every Princes Court, highly esteemd of,
should loose somuch in point of good, & vertue,
now in the time, you ought to fix yor faith fast,
the creadit of yor age carelesly loose it,
I dare not say ambitiously: that yor best frends
and those that ever hoong on your example
dare not, wt h comon safetie now salute ye.

Bar.
I loose in point of honor? my frends feare me?
my age suspected too? now as ye are iust men
vnknit this riddle.

1. lord.
ye are doubted, strongly doubted.

Bar.
ô the devill,

2. lord.
your loialtie suspected.

Bar.
who dare doe this?

Bred.
we wish all well: and You that know how dangerous
in men of lesser mark, theis fowle attempts are
and often haue bewaild 'em in the meanest,
I make no doubt, will meet yor owne fault, sodainely,
and chide yorself: grow faire againe, and flourish: [—in the same full esteeme ye held, & fauor,]

[Ba]Bar.
and must I heare [this] sett downe for all my service,
is this the glorious mark of my deservings?
taynted, and torne in honor must I perish
and must theis silver curles, ô you vnthanckfull
theis emblemes of my frostie cares, and travells,
for you, and for the State, fall wt h disgraces?
Goe fall before yor new Prince, worship him,
fill all yor throates with flattery, cry before him
'tis he, and onely he, h'as truly seru'd ye;
forget me, and the peace I haue wrought you r Cuntry,
bury my memory, raze out my name,
my forty yeares endeauor s, wryte in dust,
that yor great Prince, may blow'em into nothing,
and on my Monument, (you most forgetfull)
fling all yor scornes: erect an yron-toothd envy
that she may gnaw the pious stones that hides me.

Vandort
ye are too much mou'd: and now too late ye find Sir,
how naked, and vnsafe it is for a long Gowne
to buckle with the violence of an Army;
The Emperor Traian, challenging a Yong man
and a swift runner, to try his speed against him,
the Gentleman made answeare sodainely
it was not safe, nor fitt, to hold contention
wt h any man com̄aunded thirtie legions.
you know the Prince, and know his noble nature,
I thinck you know his powre too: of all Yor wisdomes
this will not show the least, nor prove the meanest
in good mens eyes, I thinck in all that know Ye,
to seeke his love; gentle & faire demeanor s
wyn more then blowes, and soften stubborne anger s.
let me perswade ye.

Bar.

Bred.
take better thoughts.

Bar.
they are my first, and last,
the legacie I leave my frends behind me,
I neuer knew to flatter, to kneele basely,
and beg from him a smile, owes me an honor;
Ye are wreatches, poore staru'd wreatches: fedd on crumbs
that he flings to ye: from yor owne aboundaunce,
wreatched, and slavish people, ye are becom,
that feele the griping yoak, and yet bow to it;
what is this man, this Prince, this god ye make now,
but what or hands haue molded, wrought to fashion,
and by or constant labor s, given a life to?
and must we fall before him, now, adoare him,
blow all we can, to fill his sailes wt h greatnes,
worship the Image we set vp orselues,
put fate into his hand, into his will
or lives, and fortunes? howle, and cry to or owne clay
be mercifull ô Prince? ô pittied people,
base, base, poore patcht vp men: You dare not heare this,
you haue sold yor eares to slavery: begon, and flatter:
when ere your politick Prince putts his hooke into my nose,
here must he put his Sword too.

Bred
we lament ye.

—Ext.
Enter ye Son
Son.
We are vndon, Sir.

Bar.
why?

Son.
for certaine perishd
Vtrecht is taken in: Modesbargen fled,
and Leidenberge, a Servant to their pleasures
a prisoner Sir.

B«a»r.
ha

Son
'tis too true.

Bar
a prisoner?

Son
and some say, has byn torturd, reveald much
even all he knowes: no letters are against ye
for those he burnt: but they haue somuch foold him
that his owne tongue

Bar.
he cannot be so boyish

Son.
my government of Barghen, is disposd of
their anger now, against vs all profest,
and in yor ruyn, all must fall.

Bar.
a prisoner?
Modesbargen fledd? I am glad he is scapt their fingers:
Now if the Devill had but this Leidenberge
I were safe enough: what a dull foole was I
a stupid foole, to wrap vp such a secreat
in a sheepes hart? ô I could teare my flesh now,
and beat my leaden braines

Son.
faith try the Prince, Sir,
you are at yor last.

Bar.
art thou my Son? thou lyest:
I neuer got a Parasite, a Coward,
I seeke the Prince, or bend in base submission?
ile seeke my grave first: yf I needes must fall
and that the fatall howre is cast of Barnauelt,
iust like a strong demolishd Towne ile totter,
and fright the neighbor Cuntries with my murmor:
my ruyns shall reach all: The valiant Soldier
whose eies are vnacquainted but wt h anger
shall weep for me, because I fedd, and noursd him.
Princes shall mourne my losse, and this vnthanckfull
forgetfull Cuntry, when I sleepe in ashes,
shall feele, and then confes I was a Father

—Exeunt/

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Enter: P. of Orange, [Henrie], William: Bredero. Vandort, Lords: Collonells: Captaines
Bred.
Will yor Excellence please to sitt?

Table: Bell
Or.
I am prowd, you r lordships
so willingly restore me to that place
from which the envy of the Advocate,
of late hath forcd me: And yt you may know
how ere his mallice live to me, all hatred
is dead in me, to him; I am a Suitor
he may be sent for; For as Barnauelt is
a member of this body politique,
I honor him, and will not scorne to yeild
a strict accompt of all my Actions to him;
and, though my Enemie, while he continues
a frend to his owne fame, and loyall to
the State, I love him, and shall greive that he
when he falls from it, must deserve my pitty.

Vandort.
this disposition in yor Excellence
do's well becom you: but would wrong or iudgements
to call one, as a partner to those counsailes
that is suspected, and ev'n then, when all
his dar«k» designes, and deepest purposes
are to be sifted.

Bred:
it were most vnfit,
and therefore we entreat You r Highnes to
presse it no further.

Or.
my good lords: your pardon,
you are your owne disposers: Gentlemen,
I shall a while entreat ye to forbeare
the troble that you put vpon yorselues,
in following me: I can need no defence here,
being left among those, whose grave counsailes ever
have lookd out for my safetie «.» 'tis yor pleasure

[Coll.]
['tis yor pleasure,]
and therefore I embrace it.

—Ext.
[Table: Bell]
Vandort:
Now, when you please,
yor Excellence may deliuer what You haue
obseru'd, concerning the Arminian faction,
what hopes, and heads it had, for without question
it found more fauorer s, and great ones too,
then yet «w»e haue discoverd.

Or.
my grave Lords,
that it hath byn my happines to take in,
and with so litle blood, so many Townes
that were falne of, is a large recompence
for all «m»y travell; and I could advise
(that since all now sing the sweet tunes of Concord,
no Sword vnsheathd, the meanes to hurt, cut off,
and all their stings pluckd out; that would haue vsd them
against the publique peace) we should end here.
and not with labor search for that, which will
afflict vs, when 'tis found: Something I know
that I could wish: I nere had vnderstood,
wc h yet if I should speake, as the respect
and duty that I owe my Cuntry, binds me,
it wilbe thought 'tis rather privat spleene
then pious zeale: but that is not the hazard
wc h I would shun. I rather feare the men
we must offend in this, being great, rich, wise,
sided wt h strong Frends, trusted with the guard
of places most important, will bring forth
rather new birthes of tumult, should they be
calld to their Triall, then appease disorder
in their iust punishment, and in doing Iustice
on three or fowre, that are delinquents, lo«o»se
so many thousand inocents, that stand firme
and faithfull patriots. Let vs leave them therefore
to the scourge of their owne consciences, perhaps
th'assuraunce that they are yet vndiscoverd
because not cyted to their answeare, will
so work wt h them, hereafter to doe well
that we shall ioy we sought no farther in it.

Vandort.

1. lord
it must not be:
such mercie, to ourselues were tirranie

2. lord.
nor are we to consider who they are
that haue offended, but what's the offence,
and how it should be punishd, to deter
others by the example

Bred.
which we will doe,
and vsing that vnited powre wc h warrants,
all we thinck fitt, we doe intreat yor Highnes
(for willingly we would not say, com̄aund you«.»)
as you affect the safetie of the State,
or to preserve yor owne deserved honor s
and neuer tainted loyaltie, to make knowne
all such as are suspected.

Or.
I obey you:
and though I cannot give vp certaine proofes
to point out the Delinquents, I will name
the men the generall voice proclaimes for guiltie.
Modesbargens flight assures him one, nor is
the pentionary of [Leiden] Roterdam, Grotius
free from suspition; from Vtrecht I haue brought
the Secretarie Leidenberge, who hath
confest alredy something that will [greive] give vs
light to find out the rest: I would end here
and leave out Barnauelt.

Bred.
yf he be guiltie
he's to be nam'd, and punishd with the rest

Vandort.
vpon good evidence, but not till then
to be com̄itted

Will.
'twer expedient
that something should be practisd, to bring in
Modesbargen.

[Henry.]
out of him, the truth of all
may be wroong out.

Bred.
the advice is sound, and good.

Vandort.
but with much difficultie to be performd,
for how to force him out of Germanie
(whether they say hee's fledd,) without a War
at least the breaking of that league we haue
concluded with them, I ingeniously
confes my ignoraunce.

—Enter officer
Or.
since you approve it,
leave that to me.

off.
my lord

Or.
call in the Captaine
you saw me speak with at the dore.

off.
'tis don.

—Exit.
Bred.
What do's yor Excellence ayme at?

Or.
haue [h«a»] but patience
—Enter Captaine
you shall know sodainely.

Cap.
my good Angell keepe me
and turne it to the best: what am I sent for?

Or.
you are wellcom Captaine: nay 'tis for Yor good
that you are calld for: you are well acquainted
with all the parts of Germanie?

Cap.
I haue livd there
most of my time

Or.
but doe you know the Castle
belonging to Modesbargens Aunt, or Cosen,
wc h 'tis I know not.

Cap.
very well, my lord,
a pleasant Cuntry 'tis, and yeilds good hunting.

Bred.
and that's a sport Modesbargen from his youth
was much inclind to.

Or.
wee'll make vse of it
it is of waight, that you must vndertake
and do's require yor secrecie, and care.

Cap.
in both, I wilbe faithfull

Or.
I beleeve you,
and to confirme it, Wt h all possible speed
I would haue you to post thether; from the Borders
make choice of any horsemen you thinck fitt,
and when you come there, devide them into parties
and lodge neere to the Castle, yf Modesbargen
come forth to hunt, or if at any time
you find the draw-bridge vp, break in vpon him,
and willing, or vnwilling force him hether,
you shall haue gold to furnish you, and this don
propose yor owne rewards, they shalbe graunted.

Cap.
yf I be wanting, let my head pay for it:
ile instantly about it.

—Exit
Or.
doe, and prosper.

Will.
what will you do wt h Leidenberge?

Bred.
let him be
kept safe a while: for Barnauelt, till we haue
some certaine proofes against him, I hold fitt
he haue his libertie, but be suspended
from any place, or voice in Court, vntill
his guilt, or inocence appeere.

Vand.
I like it.

Lords.
we are all of yor opinion

Or.
bring in Leidenberch.

—Enter Leidenberch: Boy. Guard.
Boy.
doe all theis, father, wayt on You?

Leid.
yes Boy.

Boy.
indeed I doe not like their Countenaunces
they looke as if they meant You litle good
pray you put them away.

Leid.
alas poore inocent,
it is for thee I suffer: for myself
I haue set vp my rest.

Or.
Now Mounseiur Leidenberch,
we send not for you, though yor fault deserve it
to load you with reproofe, but to advise you
to make vse of the way we haue found out
to save your life, and honor: you alredy
in free confession of yor fault haue made
a part of satisfaction: goe on in it
and you shall find a faire discovery
of yor fowle purposes, and th'agents in'em
will wyn more fauor from theyr lordships to'you
then any obstinate deniall, can doe,

Leid.
all that I know I will deliuer to You,
and beyond that yor Excellence, nor their Lordships
will not, I hope perswade me.

Vandort.
in the meane time
you are a prisoner.

Boy.
who, my Father?

Bred.
yes Boy.

Boy.
then I will be a prisoner too; for heaven-sake
let me goe with him: for theis naughtie men
will nere wayt on him well: I am vsd to vndresse him
when he's to goe to bed, and then read to him,
vntill he be a sleepe. and then pray by him,
I will not leave him.

Bred.
why thou shalt not, Boy:
goe with thy father.

Boy.
you are a good Lord,
indeed I love you for't, and will pray for you:
Come Father, now I must goe too, I care not.
while I am with you, you shall haue no hurt,
ile be yor warrant

Leid.
I haue lost my self,
but something I shall doe

—Ext.
Or.
'tis time to rise:
and if your Lordships please, we will defer
our other busines, to an other sitting

Vandort.
in the meane time, wee'll vse all honest meanes
to sound the depth of this Confederacie:
in which heavens hand direct vs, and assist vs. —Exeunt/.

Scæa. 3.

Enter 2. Captaines.
1. Cap.
This is a strange cutting time.

2.
Let'em cutt deep enough
they will doe no great cure els: I wonder strangely
they carry such a gentle hand on Leidenberch
that any frends come to him.

1.
has Confest much
beleeue it, and so far they feare him not
they would be els more circumspect

2.
pray ye tell me,
is there no further newes of those are fledd?

[1.]
I meane those fellow Instruments?

1.
None as yet:
at least divulgd abroad. But certenly
the wise States are not idle; neither at this time
do's it concerne their safeties: we shall heare shortly
more of theis Monsters.

2.
let's to dynner Sir
there we shall heare more newes.

1.
ile beare ye Companie

—Exeunt/

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Enter Barnauelt, & Prouost.
Bar.
And how doth he take his Imprisonement? Mr Prouest.

Pro.
a litle discontent, and't please yor Lordship
and sad, as men [condempnd] Confind

Bar.
He do's not talke much?

Pro.
litle or nothing, Sir.

Bar.
nor wrighte?

Pro.
not any thing
yet I haue charge to give him those free vses.

Bar.
doe you keep him close?

Pro.
not so close, and't like yor Lordship
but you may see, and speake with him.

Bar.
I thanck ye,
pray ye give me leave.

Pro.
ile send him to yor Honor. —Exit


Bar.
Now Barnauelt, thou treadst the subtlest path
the hardest, and the thorniest, most concernes thee,
that ere thy carefull course of life run through,
thy Master peece is now a foot; wc h if it speed
and take but that sure hold, I ayme it at,
I make no doubt, but once more like a Comet,
to shine out faire, and blaze prodigiously
even to the ruyn of those men that hate me,
—Enter Leidenberch
I am sorry for your fortune.

Leid
'tis a sad one,
and full of burthen; but I must learne to beare it,
how stands yor State?

Bar.
vpon a ball of yce,
that I can neither fix, nor fall with safetie.

Leid
the heavie hand of heaven, is now vpon vs,
and we exposd, like bruizd, and totterd vessells
to merciles, and cruell Seas, to sinck vs.

Bar.
our Indiscreations, are ou r evill fortunes,
and nothing sincks vs, but want of providence;
ô you delt coldly Sr, and too too poorely,
not like a man fitt to stem tides of danger,
when you gave way to the Prince, to enter Vtrecht;
there was a blow, a full blow at or fortunes,
and that great indiscreation, that mayne blindnes,
in not providing such a Constant Captaine,
one of or owne, to com̄aund the watch, but suffer
the haughtie English to be masters of it,
this was not well, nor fitting such a wisdom,
not provident

Leid.
I must confes my error,
the beastly coldnes of the drowsy Burgers
put me past all my aymes.

Bar.
ô, they are sweet Iewells:
he that would put his confidence in Turnops:
and pickelld Spratts: Come, yet resume yor Courage,
pluck vp that leaden hart, and looke vpon me;
Modesbargen's fledd; and what we lockt in him,
too far of, from their subtle keys to open:
yf we stand constant now, to one another,
and in or soules be true.

Leid

Bar.
what?

Leid.
ô
in this, this last, and greatest

Bar.
speake

Leid.
most miserable.
I haue confesd: now let Yor eies shoot through me.
and if there be a killing anger, sinck me.

Bar.
Confessd?

Leid
'tis don: this traitor-tongue, h'as don it:
this coward tongue.

Bar.
Confessd?

Leid
he lookes me blind now.

Bar.
how I could cursse thee Foole; dispise thee, spurne thee:
but thou art a thing, not worthie of mine anger,
a Frend? a dog: a whore had byn more secreat,
a com̄on whore, a closer Cabinet:
Confest: vpon what safety: thou trembling Aspyn,
vpon what hope? Is there ought left to buoy vs
but or owne confidence? what Frends now follow vs,
that haue the powre to strike of theis misfortunes
but or owne constant harts? where were my eies,
my vnderstanding, when I tooke vnto me
a fellow of thy falce hart, for a Frend
thy melting mind: foold with a few faire words,
suffer those secreats, that concerne thy life,
in the Revealer, not to be forgiven too,
to be pluckt from thy childes hart, with a promise,
a nod, a smile? thyself, and all thy fortunes
through thy base feare, made subiect to example;
nor will the shott stay there: but wt h full violence
run through thy ranck of frends, dispeirce, and totter,
the best and fairest hopes thy fame was built on.

Leid.
what haue I don? how am I foold, and cozend?
what shall redeeme me from this Ignoraunce?

Bar.
not any thing thou aymst at: thou art lost:
a most vnpittied way thou fallst.

Leid.
not one hope
to bring me of? nothing reserud to cleere me
from this cold Ignoraunce?

Bar.
but one way left,
but that thy base feare dares not let thee look on:
and that way will I take, though it seeme steepe,
and every step stuck with affrights, and horror s,
yet on the end hangs smyling peace, and honor.
and I will on.

Leid.
propound, and take me with ye.

Bar.
dye vncompelld: and mock their preparations,
their envyes, and their Iustice,

Leid.
dye?

Bar.

Leid
dye did you say? dye willfully?

Bar.
dye any Way:
dye in a dreame; he that first gaue vs honor s
allowes vs also saffe waies to preserve'em,
to scape the hands of Infamy, and tirrany
+we may be ou r owne Iustice: he that looses
his Creadit (deere as life) through doubt, or faintnes
is guilty of a doble death. his Name dies,
he is onely pious, that preserves his heire
his honor, when he's dead.

Leid
'tis no great paine.

Bar.
'tis nothing
Imagination onely makes it monstrous;
When we are sick, we endure a hundred fitts
this is but one, a hundred waies of torture,
and cry, and howle, weary of all about vs,
or Frends, Allyes, or Children teadious to vs,
even or best health, is but still sufferaunce;
one blow, one short peece of an howre dos this
and this cures all: maintaines no more phisitians
restores or memories, and ther's the great cure
where, if we stay the fatall Sword of Iustice
it moawes the man downe first, and nixt his fashion,
his living name, his Creadit.

Leid.
give me yor hand Sir;
you haue put me in a path. I will tread strongly:
redeeme what I haue lost, and that so nobely
the world shall yet confes, at least I lovd ye:
how much I smile at now, theis peoples mallice,
dispise their subtle ends, laugh at their Iustice,
and what a mightie Prince, a constant man is,
how he can set his mind aloft, and looke at
the bussings, and the busines of the spightfull
and crosse when ere he please, all their close weavings:
farwell: my last farwell.

Bar.
a long farwell Sr.

Leid.
or bodies are the earthes, that's their dyvorsse
but or im̄ortall names shall twyn togeather.

Bar.
thus tread we back ward to or graves; but faint not:

Leid
Fooles onely fly their peace: thus I pursue it.

—Exeunt./

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Enter Grotius: & Hogerbeets.
Gro.
They haue arrested him? Hogerbeets?

Hog.
yes
that you all know Grotius they did at Vtrich
but since they haue with more severitie
and scorne of vs, proceeded: Monsieur Barnauelt
walkes with a thousand eies, and guards vpon him,
and has at best a painted libertie.
th'Appollogie he wroat, so poorely raild at,
+ (for answeard at no part, a man can call it)
and all his life, and Actions so detracted
that he, as I am certenly informd
lookes every howre for worsse.

Gro.
Come, Come, they dare not:
or if they should, I will not suffer it
I that haue without dread, ever maintaind
the freedom I was borne to, against all
that ever haue provoakd me, will not feare
what this old Graue, or the new Prince of Orange
dare vndertake beyond this, but will rise vp
and if he lay his handes on Barnauelt,
his Court, our Guift, and where the generall States
or equalls sitt, ile fry about their eares,
and quench it in their blood: what now I speake
againe ile speak alowd: let who will tell it,
I neuer will fly from it

Hog.
What you purpose,
I will not fly from.

Gro.
back you then to Leyden,
ile keep at Roterdam; there if he fetch me
[Taper:—]/ [pen & inke Table]
ile nere repent, whatever can fall on me.

—Exeunt

Scæ.a 6a.

Enter Leidenberch, & Boy.
Boy.
Shall I help you to bed Sr?

Leid
no my Boy, not yet.

Boy.
'tis late, and I grow sleepie.

Leid
goe to bed then,
for I must wryte, my Childe

Boy.
I had rather watch Sir,
if you sitt vp: for I know you will wake me.

Leid
indeed I will not: goe, I haue much to doe:
prethee to bed: I will not waken thee.

Boy.
pray Sir, leave wryting, till to morrow.

Leid
why Boy?

Boy.
you slept but ill last night: and talkd in yor sleep too
tvmbled, and tooke no rest.

Leid
I ever do soe:
good Boy to bed: my busines is of waight
and must not be defered: good night, sweet Boy.

Boy.
my Father was not wont to be so kind.
to hug me, and to kisse me soe.

Leid.
why do'st thou weep?

Boy.
I cannot tell: But such a tendernes
whether it be with your kind words vnto me
or what it is, has crept about my hart, Sir,
and such a sodaine heavynes withall too,

Leid
thou bringst fitt mourners for my Funerall.

Boy.
but why do you weep, Father?

Leid.
—Ext Boy.
[Son abed]

Boy
wt hin
oh.

Leid
sure the Boy wakes.
and I shalbe prevented.

Boy.
now heaven blesse me:
ô me: ô me.

Leid
he dreames: and starts with frightings:
I bleed a pace, but cannot fall: 'tis here
this will make wider roome: Sleep gentle Child
and do not looke vpon thy bloody Father,
nor more remember him, then fitts thy fortune:
Now shoot yor spightes: now clap on all yor councells,
here is a constant Frend will not betray me:
I now I faint: mine eies begin to hunt
for that they haue lost for ever: this worlds beutie
ô, oh, ô oh: my long sleepe now h'as ceizd me.

—Enter Boy
Boy.
I heard him groane, and cry: I heard him fall sure
ô there he lyes, in his owne blood: ô Father
ô my deere Father: dead, and bequeathd no blessing:
why did I goe to bed? why was I heavy?
ô I will neuer sleep againe: the house there:
you that are curteous, rise: you that haue Fathers.
ho: Master Prouost: ô my deerest Father
—Enter Prouost & Serut s.
some Surgeons, Surgeons:

Pro.
'twas the Boyes voice, certaine

Ser.
what bloody sight is this? h'as killd himself:
dead: stone cold dead: he needs no art of Surgeons.

Pro.
take of the Boy

Boy.
ô let me dwell here ever.
this was a fatall stroak, to me a heavy,
for my remissnes, wilbe loaden with it:
bring in the Body: ile to the State instantly:
examine all the wounds, and keep the knives,
the Boy fast too: may be he knowes some circumstaunce

Boy.
ô that I neuer knew againe.

Pro.
in with it.

—Exeunt/