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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)

    2085 Enter Como, and the three Kings:
    Como. Our eyes haue lu sted for you, and your presence
    Comes as the light to day, showers to the spring,
    Or health to sicke men.
    3. King. Thankes mo st reuerend Fathers.
    2090 1. King. Our bloud ranne all to water, yea our soules
    Stroue all (at once) t'expire, (when it was blowne
    Hither from Faiery land, that all the darts
    Which ours heere, and your arme deliuered there,
    Fell either short, or lighted vpon yee)
    2095Le st you had lo st bloud in the enterprize.
    3. King. No, I weare stronger Armour: game ster-like
    I sawe the dogges brought forth; and set them on,
    Till the Diuell parted them; but pluckt off none,
    I kept aloofe out of the reach of pawes:
    2100Better to fight with Lions then with lawes.
    What drummes are these?
    2. King. Mu sicke of heauen.
    Como. The dancers reuell in steele.
    1. King. These march to fill our Fleete.
    2105 3. King. From whence weele march with prowd victorious feete,
    And walke on Fayeries hearts, their beaten waies
    With their owne heades weele paue, whil st ours with bayes,
    And oake (the conquering souldiers wreath) we crowne:
    These hookes, or none, mu st pull their Cities downe,
    2110Inua sion is the fire: See, See, i'th Ayre
    Angels hang beckoning vs to make more ha ste,
    Vengeance deferd growes weake, and runnes to wa ste.
    Whats this?--- Enter a Herrald before one: sounds once, and staies.
    Como. Ere we take ship, we mu st to Court.
    2115 Omn. Away.
    3. King. In thunder: tis the souldiers sport. Exeunt.
    The Herrald reades.
    Herald. It is the Imperiall pleasure, decree, peremptory edict,
    and dreadfull command (vpon paine of a curse to be denounced
    2120vpon him that is disobedient) from her who hath power giuen her
    to make the backes of stubborne Kings her foote- stooles, and Em-
    perours her va s s alles: the mother of Nations; the triple-crowned
    head of the world; the purple-rider of the glorious bea st; the mo st
    high, mo st supreame, and mo st adored Empre s s e of Babilon; that no
    2125Captaine Generals of Armies, Generals of Squadrons, Admirals,
    Colonels, Captaines, or any other Officers of her magnificent, in-
    comparable, formidable, and inuincible Armada, which is orday-
    ned to swallow vp the kingdome of Faiery, shall presume to set one
    foote on ship-bord, till her sacred hand hath ble s s ed the enterprize
    2130by sealing them all on the forhead, and by bowing their knees be-
    fore the Bea st. Sound, goe on. Exeunt.