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  • Title: The Whore of Babylon (Quarto, 1607)
  • Editors: Frances E. Dolan, Anna Pruitt

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    Author: Thomas Dekker
    Editors: Frances E. Dolan, Anna Pruitt
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    The Whore of Babylon (Quarto, 1607)

    The Whore of Babylon.
    3. Ki. The Diuels: the sea's on fire, the Diuel sure takes Tabacco.
    1. King. Wher's Medyna?
    2700 2. King. Close vnder hatches, draes not shew his head.
    3. King. Damnation of such liuerd Generals. Wher's braue
    Ricalde? 2. King. Who?
    3. King. Our Admiral: the Admirall of our Nauy; wise Ricalde.
    2. King. Our stowte and braue Ricalde keepes his bed.
    2705 3. King. All poxes fire him out; Pedro de Valdes
    Hauing about him 50. Canons throates,
    Stretch wide to barke is boarded, taken. 2. King. Taken?
    3. King. Without re si stance: Pyementelly sunke,
    Oquendo burnt, Moncada drown'd or slaine,
    2710 1. King. The ship of all our medicaments is lo st.
    3. King. Dogges eate our medicaments, such are our woundes
    We more shall Sextons neede than Surgeons.
    2. King. What course is be st? 3. King. The be st to get the day,
    Is to hoise sayles vp, and away.
    2715 Omn. Away, away, hoise sailes vp and away.
    3. King. A world of men and wealth lo st in one day. Exeunt.
    Florimell followed by Captaines, Marriners and Gun-
    ners with Lin stockes.
    Flor. Shoot, shoot, they answer; braue: more Lin stocks: shoot:
    2720This stratagem dropt downe from heauen in fire.
    Om. Board, board, hoyse more sailes vp, they flie, shoot, Shoot.
    Titania in the Camp.
    Tita. We neuer held a royal Court till now:
    2725(Warriours) would it not seeme mo st glorious,
    To haue Emba s s adors to greete vs thus?
    Our chaire of state, a drum: for sumptuous robes
    Ruffling about vs, heads cas'd vp in globes.
    Of bright reflecting steele: for reuellers
    2730(Treading soft measures) marching souldiers.
    Tru st me, I like the martiall life so well,
    I could change Courts to campes, in fieldes to dwell.
    Tis a braue life: Me thinkes it be st becomes
    A Prince to march thus, betweene guns and drums.