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Scæa. 4a.

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



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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.


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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
that comes too late, Sr,
too late to be redeemd: as I am vnfortunate
in all that's gon before: in this.

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

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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.
dye willingly:
dye sodainely and bravely: so will I:
then let'em sift or Actions from or ashes;
I looke to morrow to be drawne before'em;
and doe you thinck, I, that haue satt a Iudge
and drawne the thred of life to What length I pleasd:

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Will now appeare a Prisoner in the same place
tarry for such an ebb: no Leidenberch,
the narrowest dore of death, I would work through first
ere I turn Slaue to stick their gawdy triumphes.

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,

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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./