The Whore of Babylon (Quarto, 1607)

            The Whore of Babylon.
        
            2845Not a man 
                slaine nor tane, not drowed.
         
                Emp.
             O damnd!
        
 2846
        
            3. King.
             Two with two spit-frog Rapiers tooke a Galleon.
    
 2847
        
                Com.
             O pittie her.
         
            3. K.
             Let her ta
                ste al.
         
                Emp.
             Fall thunder,
    
            2848And wedge me into earth, 
                stiffe as I am
    
            2849So I may be but deafe, turne me into
    
            2850A speckled Adder: O you Mountaines fall,
    
            2851And couer me, that of me, memory
    
            2852May neuer more be found.
         
            4. Card:
             O holy mother!
        
 2853
        
                Emp.
             Earth, Ile sucke all thy venome to my bre
                st,
    
            2854It cannot hurt me so as doe my sonnes,
    
            2855My disobedient, desperate, dampned sonnes,
    
            2856My beauy curse 
                shall 
                strike you.
         
                Com.
             Oh kneele downe!
        
            2857Kneele downe and begge a pardon, lea
                st her curse.---
    
 2858
        
            1. King.
             I thats the blocke, wee mu
                st kneele, or doe worse.
    
 2859
        
                Com.
             Lift vp your sacred head: your children come,
    
            2860Vpon their knees to take a mothers doome.
    
 2861
        
                Emp.
             O Syrian Panthers! you spend breath mo
                st sweete,
    
            2862But you are spotted or'e, from head to feete,
    
            2863This neck ile yoke,---this throate a 
                staires ile make,
    
            2864By which ile climbe---like 
                stubble thou 
                shalt burne,
    
            2865In my hot vengeance.
         
            2. King.
             Vengeance I defie.
    
            2866I 
                shall fall from thee, 
                since thou mak
                st my bre
                st
        
            2867Thy scorne, true Kings such besenes will dete
                st.
    
            2868
            Electors will I call, and they 
                shall make thee,
    
            2869But seruant of mine Empires they 
                shall thru
                st
        
            2870A ring into thy no
                strils.
    
 2871
        
                Emp.
             Come let me ki
                s
                s
            e thy cheeke: I did but ie
                st,
    
 2872
        
                Tyta.
             Marke: those that mo
                st adore her, mo
                st are 
                slau'd,
    
            2873She neuer does grow base, but when 
                shees brau'd:
    
 2874
        
            3. King.
             You seeme 
                still angry.
         
                Emp.
             No, yes: leade the way,
    
            2875Neuer was day to me thus Tragicall,
    
            2876Great Babylon thus lowe did neuer fall.
    
 2877
        
                Tita.
             Thankes Time for this; lanch forth to Oberons vayle
    
            2878We are neere 
                shore: your hands to 
                strike our saile.
    
 2879
        
            Exeunt.
        
                FINIS.
            
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