21532152Enter Duke: Doctor: Fluello, Castruchio, Pioratto. 21542153Duk. giue vs a little leaue. Do
ctor your newes.
21552154Doc. I
sent for him my Lord: at la
st he came,
21562155And did receiue all
speech that went
from me,
21572156As gilded pilles made to prolong his health:
21582157My credit with him wrought it: for,
some men.
21592158Swallow euen empty hookes, like fooles. that feare
21602159No drowning where tis deepe
st, Cau
se tis cleare
: 21612160In th'end we
sat and eate: a health I dranke
21622161To
Infaelices sweete departed
soule,
21632162(This traine I knew would take.
) 21652164Doc. He fell with
such deuotion on his knees,
21682167Doc. That had he beene in
flam'd with zeale of prayer,
21692168He could not power't out with more reuerence.
21702169About my necke he hung, wept on my cheeke,
21712170Ki
st it, and
swore, he would adore my lippes,
21722171Becau
se they brought forth
Infaelices name.
21742173Doc. The cup he lifs vp high, and thus he
said,
21752174Here noble maid: drinkes, and was poi
soned.
21792178Ha
st peied mine aged houres out with more yeares,
21802179Than thou ha
st taken
from
Hipolito,
21812180A noble youth he was, but le
sser branches
21822181Hindring the greaters growth, mu
st be lopt o
ff,
21832182And feede the
fire: Do
ctor w'are now all thine,
Doc. I
THE HONEST WHGRE.
21882187Doc. I doe be
seech your grace to bury deepe,
21912190Do
ctor looke you toot
: me it
shall not moue,
21922191Thei'r cur
st that ill doe, not that ill do loue,
21932192Doc. You throw an angry forehead on my face,
21942193But be you pleas'd, backward thus for to looke,
21952194That for your good, this euill I vndertooke,
21992198Doc. Nor let it
stand again
st me as a bar,
22002199To thru
st me
from your pre
sence: nor beleeue
22012200(As Princes haue quicke thoughts,) that now my
finger
22022201Being deept in blood, I will not
spare the hand,
22032202But that for gold (as what can golde not doe?)
22042203I may be hi'rde to worke the like on you,
22072206Duk. No matter Do
ctor, cau
se ile feareles
sleepe,
22082207And that you
shall
stand cleare of that
su
spition
22092208I bani
sh thee for euer
from my court.
22102209This principle is olde but true as fate,
22112210Kings may loue trea
son, but the traitor hate,
Exit. 22122211Doc. I
st so: nay then Duke, your
stale principle
22132212With one as
stale, the Do
ctor thus
shall quit,
22142213He fals him
selfe that digs anothers pit,
22152214How now: where is he? will he meete me:
22172216Doc. man, meete you
sir, he might haue met with three
22182217fencers in this time and haue receiued le
sse hurt then by mee
- 22192218ting one Do
ctor of Phi
sicke: why
sir has walkt vnder the olde
22202219Abbey wall yonder this houre, till hees more colde then a
22212220Cittizens country hou
se in Ianiuere, you may
smell him be
- 22222221hinde
sir; la you: yonder he comes.
22242223Doc. man. Itch lurch if you will.
Exit. H 3 Hip. Few
THE HONEST WHORE.
22272226Could haue inticd me thus, to tru
st the Aire,
22282227With my clo
se
sighes, you
send for me: what newes
? 22292228Doc. Come you mu
st do
ff this blacke: die that pale cheeke,
22302229Into his owne colour; goe
: Attire your
selfe
22312230Fre
sh as a bridegroome, when he meetes his bride,
22322231The Duke has done much trea
son to thy loue,
22332232Tis now reuealed, tis now to be reuengde,
22342233Be mery honord
friend, thy Lady liues.
22372236Reuiude: alacke! death neuer had the hart,
22402239Phi
sicke prolongs life, when it cannot
saue,
22412240This helpes not my hopes. mine are in their graue:
22442243Which I haue euer borne you, what I
speake
22452244Is trueth: the maiden liues: that funerall,
22462245Dukes teares, the morning, was all counterfet,
22472246A
sleepy draught cozend the world and you,
22482247I was his mini
ster and then chambred vp,
22512250Doc. He cannot hope
so certainely for bli
sse:
22522251As he beleeues that I haue poy
sond you,
22532252He wode me toot, I yeelded, and con
firm'd him,
22562255Doc. Her did he clo
sely coach to
Bergamo,
22582257Hip. Will I ride,
stood
Bergamo,
22592258In the low countries of blacke hell, ile to her.
22602259Doc. You
shall to her, but not to
Bergamo,
22612260How pa
ssion makes you
fly beyond your
selfe.
22622261Much of that weary iourney I'ha cut o
ff,
22632262For
she by letters hath intelligence,
Of
THE HONEST WHORE.
22642263Of your
suppo
sed death, her owne interment,
22652264And all tho
se plots, which that fal
se Duke, (her father)
22662265Has wrought again
st you
: And
sheele meete you.
22682267Doc. Nay
see: how couetous are your de
sires,
22712270Doc. At
Bethlem mona
sterie: are you plea
sd now
? 22722271Hip, At
Bethlem mona
sterie: the place well
fits,
22732272It is the
scoole where tho
se that loo
se their wits,
22742273Pra
cti
se againe to get them: I am
sicke
22752274Of that di
sea
se, all loue is lunaticke.
22762275Doc. Weele
steale away, this night in
some di
sgui
se,
22772276Father
Anselmo, a mo
st reuerend Frier,
22782277Expe
cts our comming, before whom weele lay,
22792278Rea
sons
so
strong, that he
shall yeeld, in bonds,
22802279Oh holy wedlocke, to tie both your hands.
22822281That to beleeue it. tis impo
ssible.
22832282Doc. Let all your ioyes then die in misbeliefe,
22862285I am
so well acquainted with de
spaire,
22872286I know not how to hope: I beleeue all.
22882287Doc. Weele hence this night, much mu
st be done, much (
said
22892288But if the Do
ctor faile not in his charmes,
22902289Your Lady
shall ere morning
fill the
se armes.
22912290Hip. heauenly Phi
sition: far thy fame
shall
sprede,
22922291That mak'
st two louers
speake when they be dead.