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Actus tertius

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Enter the King and Rufinus
King
Away iniurious man
Tyssiphone must learne to Immitate
those balefull tortures thou hast put mee too
with thy protraction, a willing Suter
might well ere this haue tempted wooed and wonne
and seene the longing fruite of hott desire
with blusshes call him father, while thou art fumling
Impatience brookes no stay, by heauen but that

Ruf.
Come spare yr threats, or I shall spare my seruice
if I had knowne, yr madnes had preferd
a suddaine fall before deliberate comfort,
I could haue fitted you,

King.
Bringst thou comfort then

Ru:
Yes, were yr eares prepared to entertaine it

Kin.
pardon a Louers passion deare Rufinus
is beautious Philadelph«i»a then content
to make her heauen for so is euery place,
where shee celestiall Starr shall daigne to shine
in our yett duskish Court, wc h if she doe
Memnons miraculous Pallace Sett by ours
shall seeme a Cottage or some Courser building
why stands my Mercury mute, speake will my loue
be pleas'd these circling Armes shall be her spheare
while our loude Kisses make the Musique harsh
the Intellegencers on the Wingd Sphears
sound so diuinely

Ruf.
Sr you are too hasty
yr eger appetite must wayte a while
on Ceremony, twould not fit the state
of such a high borne Lady to discend
or come at first beck

King.
Wheres yr comfort then

Ruf
Sbloud giue mee leaue or starue, ile keepe it still

King
Come, come, my rage is ore prethee proceede
how did shee stand thy parly, with what lookes
or patience, entertaine thy Embassie,

Ru:

King.
What time must wee expect

Ru:
But ten short daies,

Kin.
But ten short daies dost say, the seige of Troy
was shorter far, tho«o» it were ten twelue moones
[the Limping fier God neare was halfe so hott
vppon the Gorgon armd mineruas loue
as I am vpon hers] before that time
if Tullius do surviue he may returne.
then where were all my hopes noe Iu'e a plott
to giue slowe tyme newe Winges should loues bright flame
liue ten daies here vnquencht
twould turne mee into ashes, harke tis thus
too morrowes Sun by Tymes alternate course
lights the first day that gaue lif to these eyes
which as propitious wee will celebrate
and make an Edict, that what Lord or Lady
any of noble bloud within ten miles
that shall abstaine from Court shall be condembd
as guilty of contemning Maiestie,

Ru:
What availes this

King:
fye art thou shallowe yett
amongst the rest my Angell will appeare
a White Albanian amongst Ethiops sett
she being a stranger and vnskild at Court
her doubtfull steps may easilie be diuerted
some Demis way into some priuate place, where only loue & I
will waite on her, how likest it man,

Ruf:
Tis rare
A more invincible and cuning nett
then for Gradanus, the black Cuckold made

King
Lett it be stright diuuld'ge, till yt wisht hower
the tyme with mirth and musick weele beguile
Exit King

Ruf.
Is thy besotted sences soe soone fooled then
Childish Martius, to thinke the Cuckolding
of him my soule abhors can end my anger
Tis like that Philadelph«i»a may beled
from Vestaes Temple vnto Venus Bower
and Tullius browes may sprout, but what of this
great Kings haue had the like, nay there be those
aboue the Christall skye armed on there foreheads,
no my swift revenge
shall snatch his thred of life from lingring fate
and teare it into Automs, thats the end
my fierie rage must point att,
the Kings all sett on lust, murders a sinn
too high for his lowe spiritt:
heere I haue framed a letter that discouers
his hott desire, Armanus trechery
and Philadelph«i»as Weakenes, this hid furie
Ile send him as a freind, wc h when he reads
iust then begins his ruine, he is bold
and full of furie, then in his fell rage
heele either leaue the Campe wt h his liues hazard
or plott some shallowe Treason gain'st the Kinge
of power and [force] force enough to take of his
Pedester, come as wisht for, take this Letter
En: Ped:
post to the Campe, giue it the Generall,
or some that neere attends him, be not slowe
I know thy trust, my only care shalle
to study recompence, so nowe tis donne
Exit. Ped.
the God of wrath sitts on my bended Browe
triumphantly attir'd in Tirian Scarlett
Im'e ouer rackt, with expectation
of the euent, this plott will traine him too,
if this should faile, I haue an other snare
the Diuell cannot shun, [a desperate man
that climbes a Tower, whose topp the winde nere tutcht
must charie be lifting his resolute foote
or headlong downe he comes,] fate and I
so cuningly haue formdthis Tragedy
the curioust [looker on] til't be done
knowes not wc h way, t'will end nor how begun.
Exit Ruf

sc. ii.

Enter Philadelpha[n] and Flauia
Phy.
Flauia if Rufinus come agen,
Say I'me not well, abroad or any thinge

Fla:
Troth madame you haue [ing] inioynd mee to a taske
will try mee like a packhorse, for these Courtiers
will neuer be sed nay, but stand int still
most if the finde me lying

Phy.
Thou art still
in thy old Rethorick, but Flauia,
I haue more serious cogitations now
that craue advise of my best memorie
therefore Let none disturbe mee

Fla:
not Armanus Madam,
Yes he may
he is my harts companion, my soules docter
ministring heuenly phisick that disolues
and takes away my greatest [fortunes] maladies
prethee let none press in

Fla:
Lett none press in,
I thinke it were the only way
to cure yor sicknes, Venus I beseech thee
keepe me vnmarried still, except I haue a man
will come home oftener, heers a life indeede
a Virgin Wife fie ont, but to my charge
Exit Fla:

Phy.
Why was I borne a Woman, nature sure
gaue me these linaments in mockerie
to tempt the World, and envy ioynd with her
to make my life a scandall to my sex
Fortune's both kinde and cruell, seats me first
in highest honor, linkes me with a man
in my respect aboue the Worlds esteeme
then plucks me from his armes With iron hands
and throwes mee in a dungeon, my darke thoughts
wc h way to scape the Kings Lust makes it soe,

Enter Armanus
Arm.
Still meditating madame

Phy.
Oh Armanus [my sad]
My sad feares still increase,
I haue bin pondring a thowsand waies
and clad my minde in Proteous coulerd roabe
yet finde no remedie, but my resolue,
which beyond death is constant

Arm:
Hold it still
My death shall teach you how, but Heauen I hope
will finde a fairer dissolution,
I haue bethought some meanes, sitt Phila—
to ease our doubts, I will dilate 'em to you,

Ent. Fla:
Fla:
Shees not within Introth

Lear.
wee know she is

Arm:
what inte«r»ruptions that,

Phy.
some Visitants belike
whose impudence will not be answerd with a faire repulse
what are they Flauia

Fla:
Serpents madam I thinke
the haue such stinging toungs in there mouthes,
if there tales bee such theres no medling with em,
Courtiers the say the are, the haue made me swell
aboue the girdle stedd, I cannot keepe em out,

Phy.
Alas good Flauia thou art troubled still

Flauia.
Nay I haue had a hundreth more I thinke
first comes a Senator, I denide him
the very sight of his scarlet Gowne
made mee blush as red as a Turky Cock
but the graue Gentleman
knowing what a Vertue it was in a Woman
to keepe Councell, rewarded my modestie and departed
next comes a Lawyer, he was so vsd to lying himselfe
he would hardly beleeue mee, I put the Case to him
wc h he being not able to stand in long
lett fall his suite and sneaked away agen;
after him a Cittizen yr Ieweller madam
askt if yow wanted any pretious stones
I made choyce of a couple of his fairest
and sed he should haues payment next tyme he came
then comes a Page, the saucie Iacket wearer
stood vpons pantables with mee, and would inn
but I thinke I tooke him downe ere I had done wt h em
and bid him go and rub his Ladies Roses
but nowe these Courtiers theres no who wt h em

Phy
why Flauia

Arm.
Lett em come, cann be no preiudice wee may begett
some thing from there intelligence may befreind vs

Phy.
Yor wills my Lawe in all things, bring em in

Enter Learch. & Leontius
Lear:
Why howe now my close Counting howse
do you stand so strickt vpon yr office, not a man
admitted without money,

Fla:
Mony marry gipp
you might haue stood there till moss had growne
ayoure heeles, except some freind had lent it
such gay cloathes seldome haue siluer lynings

Leon.
A plaugey byting Wenche,
I thinke shee searcht our pocketts,

Arm:
Noble Lords

Lear.
Worthy Armanus, We are bold Visitants,
to see this Widowed Virgin

Ar:
oh yr Loues, shees much indebted to you
you come in best tyme she was sadly fixt

Phy.
Such entertaynment as thouse affords,
the owner being absent, shall be stretcht
to bid yr Lordshipps welcome, but as yet
wee know not well whether a Bridall feast
or funerall bankett best befitts yee
excuse then what is wanting

Lear
Yr all bountie
haue you receiu'd no newes then from the [Compte] Campe

Phy
Not the least tydings yett,

Lear.
Tis hot at Court
Yr happie Lord has gott the Victorie
repulst the foe and tane there strongest hold
and there I hope is perisht

Phy.
Yr newes brings life, truth liue with you for euer

Leon.
The King for ioy, proclaimes a Festiuall
triumphs and maskes, rich courtly revellings
and celebrates with-all his royall birth day

Arm.
When is this happy Iubile solemnized

Leon.
the ensuing morne, you shall haue notice
doubtles.

Enter Rufinus
Ruf.
Before mee Gallants, you haue then made knowne
this preperation, from my Soueraignes mouth
Lady you are invited the Cheefe Guest,
his Edict beares Comāund, but kinde entreats
sommons yr louely presence,

Phy.
his Comaund
what ere our harts bee must not be denied,

Ru
You haue best cause to come, tis onely donne
in honor of yr Lord, and yr high grace
wc h all Roome dos reioyce att

Phy.
Wee are Vassailes vnto Roome and him,

Ru:
You must cast off this Vayle of widdowhood
it ill becomes a beautie of yr yeares
a married Virgin too, yr bridall Roabes,
I thinke neare saw as yet a second sunn,

Phy.
Wee shall appeare as best befitts the tyme

Ruf.
A time oft wisht for by [Martius] «C»oud—a«ni»e Madam

Phy.
A bankett and some wine, please you my Lords,
to tast such homely Cates as the howse yeilds,

Ruf.
Yr prodigall in all things, but in vice,

Arm:
This mans malevolent in my Aspect
I looke to heare the Raven croake some newes
thats balefull ers departure, tis strange else,

Phy.
pray seat you lords, weele beare you company
but with small stomache to tast any foode

Arm.
Thou art all goodnes, Vertues patterne right,
showes loue ene to her greatest enimies,

Lear.
Will not you sitt Armanus

Arm.
No my Lords
I am my freinds sole Steward, and my care
consists in yr free welcome,

Ru:
You are kind sir
and worthy such a freind, heere and in hell,
whither ile quickly send yee

Ent. Flauia
Fla:
Newes, newes, newes,

Phy
Thou neuer comest without, good theres no question

Ruf.
What ist Flauia,

Fla:
A foole and like yr lordship, a meere asse
that thinkes himselfe a wondrous wise man,
a pollititian too

Arm.
Grammercy Wenche
that iest shall purchase a new Gowne from mee,

Fla:
It tis Sr Pergamus returnd from Campe
ere hee was halfe way there, holding vps snoute
like a Sowe smelling the winde, his mightie Dwarfe
loaded with all his spoyles and Victories,
which must hang vpp for trophes,

Lear.
And hee by 'em

Fla:
if honor take not place tis like he may

Ruf.
I prethee bring em in his mirth may proue
better di[«s»]gestion then a Doctors pill

Fla:
Bring him in, I warrant yee theres none can keepe
him out, if he hears talke but of a bankett once

Leon.
Wee shall heere wondrous stories doubtles

Ru:
the best wilbe some newes of Tullius
that may bring ioy to you, the warriour Comes

Ent. Sr Per. & Dind—
Sr Per.
when sound[,] the Drum & Trumpets
that should tell, wee are returnd in triumph,

Dwa:
by and by Sir,
the haue run so fast sr to gape after vs
the haue not recouerd breath yett,

Sr Per.
Dindimus be sure to second what so ere I say
and sweare it to profoundly

Dwa:
I warrant you sr.
Stampe you and stare, let me alone to sweare

Sr Per.
All haile,

Lear.
he begins to storme alreadie,

Ruf
Sr Pergamus welcome to Roome braue knight,

Sr Per.
You haue cause to bid vs welcome for you see
wee haue brought home the spoiles of Victorie,

Dwa:
the'aue spoyld mee I'me sure, such an other loade
would make mee a Dwarfe all daies of my life

Leon.
What honord Trophes has yr Vallor Wonne
pray relate Sr Pergamus,

Sr Per.
the first part
of a bold Souldier is to eate you knowe

Ruf.
thats true indeede pray fall too Sr Pergamus

Dwa.
I am my mr s second

Sr Per
forbeare Dindimus,
wee shalbe thought vnmannerly, therefore first
weele finishe our discourse, onely reserue
a modicum to relish in the interim,

Lear.
nay [ta«k»] pray take all [this pie] Sr Pergamus

Sr Per.
by no meanes

Leon:
now for your braue exploytes

Sr Per.
behold this sheild

Dwa:
Wee bought it at an Armorers

Sr Per.
this from the Arme of bold Arminius
the stoutest champion of the Sabinets
when on my launces point from his horse back
I bort som three speares length, fell to the ground,
wc h Dindimus tooke vpp, in that carere
ere I could stay my Neapolitan stead
vnhorst some fifteene more,

omnes
oh wonderfull

Dwa:
Nay this is nothing yett,

Sr Per.
see you this tale

Dwa:
I cutt it from a dead horse, that can now
neither wighee nor wagtaile

Sr Per.

Dw:
thankes noble and renowned Sr Pergamus

Sr Per.
but here vewe this the Standard of the foe

Dw:
it cost Ten dragmaes at a painters shopp

Sr P:
This standing in the middle of the hoast
I with my Page before mee,

Dwa:
I went first

Sr Per.
Made such a Lane amongest the thickest troupes
that twenty men a brest might followe mee
and brought this Ensigne there by force of armes

omnes
ist possible

Dwa:
By mars great toe tis true,

Leon
and yet you scap't vnhurt

Sr Per.
and free as yow see

Lear
Tis most horrible

Ruf.
But all this while what did the Generall

Sr Per.
he fought vpon the other side othe feild
but when the fled wee mett, and ioynd our force
to beat 'em in tooth Towne, the bard there gates
which wee as easily tore vnto the Earth
as I this Tower of martsh pane, so wee enterd
wee onely staid there to refresh our selues
and so came poasting home to bring the newes

Arm.
It tis a Worthy storie and deserues
a recompence boue bountie

Sr Per
Cates wee scorne
heres thats more worth, then gold or pretious stone
my smug fact Flauia, for whose louely sake
these hard aduentures I did vndertake

Ruf.
She cannot but requite you
ist a match

Fla:
With all my hart, the foole has Wealth enough
thoe he wants witt, whome I like fares the better

Ruf
I will ad something too't for our good mirth

Arm.
Ile see thou shalt not want sweete Flauia

Sr Per.
And are wee mett, Ring bells and bonfires flame
go Dindimus this nuptiall straight proclaime
come they that will vnto or wedding feast
for there wilbe a hundreth geese at least

Exent
Lear.
Lady I feare weare too long troblesome
thanks for our entertaine,

Phy.
Welcome thats all

Arm
this foole speakes comfort Learchus heere
saies there is some speach of his victory

Ruf.
Yes ouer death, tis true
he has wonne that fort Armanus

Arm:
howe

Ruf.
Vpon my life most certaine he is slaine
but none dares whisper it vnto the Kinge
nor would I haue yr tonge the dolefull Bell
to ring it in her eares, but seeke some way
in smoothest termes which way to publish it
Im'e studying how to breake it to the Kinge
but not before to morrowes triumphs end:

Arm:
Rufinus is a Villin and I feare,
[s]this is some hellish stratagem of his
ayming at Tullius life thus to diuulge
his death ere it be acted, swift as thought
ile fly vnto the Campe, if there be plotts
my notice may preuent trechery,

Phy
Whethers Armanus posted in such hast

[Ruf] Arm
Vnto the Court Ru where wee must after him
there some important busines of State
to bee debated on, Madam adeiw,
small thankes must now suffice for yr great loue
thinke of to morrowes triumphs

Exit Lords
Phy
To my death
I'de go triumphantly, oh Tullius
this is the latest night that thou canst stay
be it for euer night: eres day bright eye,
see mee disroabd of my pure Chastitie,

Exit.

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.

Exeunt