The Spanish Tragedy - Thomas Kyd

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Speaker 1 (00:00):
The Spanish Tragedy by Thomas Kidd, Act one, seen one
induction enter the ghost of Andrea, and with him revenge.

Speaker 2 (00:12):
When this eternal substance of my soul did live imprison'd
in my wanton flesh, each in their function on serving
other's need. I was a courtier in the Spanish court.
My name was Don Andrea. My descent, though not ignoble,

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yet inferior far to gracious fortunes of my tender youth.
For dare in prime and pride of all my years.
By duteous service and deserving love. In secret, I possess'd
a worthy dame which height sweet bel Imperia by name.

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But in the harvest of my summer joys, death's winter
knit the blossoms of my bliss, forcing divorce betwixt my
love and me. For in the late conflict with Portingal,
my valor drew me into danger's mouth, till life to

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death made passage through my wounds. When I was slain,
my soul descended straight to pass the flowing stream of Achirn.
But churlish Charon only boatmen there said that my rights
of burial not perform'd, I might not sit amongst his passengers.

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Ere Sul had slept three nights in thetis lap, and
sleek'd his smoking chariot in her flat by don Horatio
a night martial sun. My funerals and obsequies were done.
Then was the perryman of Hell content to pass me

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over to the slimy strand that leads to fell avalness
ugly waves. There, pleasing Cerberus with honeyed speech, I pass'd
the perils of the foremost porch, not far from hence,
amidst ten thousand souls sat Minos, Iachus and Radamanth, to

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whom no sooner can I make approach to crave a
passport for my wandering ghost. But Minos, in graven leaves
of lottery, drew forth the manner of my life and
death this night, quoth he both liv'd and died in love,

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and for his love tried fortune of the wars, and
by wars fortune lost both love and life. Why, then,
said Iachus, convey him hence to walk with lovers in
our fields of love, and spend the course of everlasting

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time under green myrtle trees and cypress shades. No, no,
said radamanth. It were not well with loving souls to
place a Marcialist. He died in war and must to
marsial fields, where wounded hector lives in lasting pain, and

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Achilles mermidons to scour the plain. Then Minos, mildest censor
of the three, made this device to end the difference.
Send him, quoth he to our infernal King, to doom him,
as best seems his majesty. To this effect, my passport

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strait was drawn in keeping on my way to Pluto's court,
through dreadful shades of ever glooming night, I saw more
sights than thousand tongues can tell, or pens can write,
or mortal hearts can think. Three ways there were that

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on the right hand side was ready way under the
foresaid fields, where lovers live and bloody marcialists, but either
sort contain'd within his bounds. The left hand path, declining fearfully,
was ready downfall to the deepest hell, where bloody furies

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shake their whips of steel, and poor ixion turns an
endless wheel, where usurers are chok'd with melting gold, and
wantons are embraced with ugly sin. Snakes and murderers groan
with never killing wounds, and perch at whites scalded in

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boiling lead, and all foul sins with torments overwhelm'd. TwixT
these two ways, I trod the middle path, which brought
me to the fair elision green in midst, whereof there
stands a stately tower, the walls of brass, the gates

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of Adamant. Here, finding Pluto with his Proserpine, I show'd
my passport, humbled on my knee, whereat fair Proserpine began
to smile and begged that only she might give my doom.
Pluto was pleas'd and sealed it with a kiss. Forthwith revenge,

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she round did thee, and dear and bad thee lead
me through the gates of horn, where dreams have passage
in the silent night. No sooner had she spoke, but
we were here. I WoT not how in twinkling of an.

Speaker 3 (06:19):
Eye, then know Andrea that thou art arrived, where thou
shalt see the author of thy death, Don Balthosar and
the Prince of Portingal, deprived of life by Plymperia. Here's
it be down to see the mystery and serve for chorus.

Speaker 1 (06:38):
In this tragedy scene too, the court of Spain enter
Spanish King General Castile and Hieronimo.

Speaker 4 (06:51):
Now say, Lord General, how fares our camp.

Speaker 5 (06:55):
All well, my sovereign liege, except some few that are
deceased by fortune of the war.

Speaker 4 (07:01):
But what portends thy cheerful countenance and posting to our presence.
Thus in haste speakman, hath fortune given us victory.

Speaker 5 (07:10):
Victory my leegs, and that with little loss.

Speaker 4 (07:14):
Our portugals will pay us tribute, then.

Speaker 5 (07:18):
Tribute and wanted homage therewithal.

Speaker 4 (07:22):
Then blessed be Heaven and guider of the heavens, from
whose fair influence such justice flows.

Speaker 6 (07:29):
Oh mutum delecte deo t b milit at eight a
conjurati gurvato poplite gente succumbunt recti soro is victoria.

Speaker 4 (07:41):
URIs thanks to my loving brother of Castile, but General,
unfolding brief discourse your former battle and your war's success,
that adding all the pleasure of thine news unto the
height of former happiness, with deeper age and greater dignity,
we may reward by blissful chivalry.

Speaker 5 (08:02):
Where Spain and Portingal do jointly knit their frontiers, leaning
on each other's bound, there met our armies in their
proud array both furnished well, both full of hope and fear,
both menacing alike with daring shows, both vaunting sundry colors
of device, both cheerly sounding trumpet strums and fifes, both

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raising dreadful clamors to the sky that valleys, hills and
rivers made rebound, and Heaven itself was frighted with the sound.
Our battles. Both were pitched in squadron form, each corner
strongly fenced with wings of shot. But ere we joined
and came to push of pike. I brought a squadron

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of our readiest shot from out our rearward to begin
the fight. They brought another wing to encounter us. Meanwhile,
our ordinance played on either side, and captains strove to
have their valors tried. Don Pedro, their chief horseman's colonel, did,

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with his cornet bravely make attempt to break the order
of our battle wrecks. But Don ROGGIERO worthy man of war,
marched forth against him with our musketeers, and stopped the
malice of his fell approach. While they maintain hot skirmish
to and fro, both battles join and fall to handy blows.

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Their violent shot, resembling the ocean's rage. When roaring loud
and with a swelling tide, it beats upon the rampiers
of huge rocks and gapes to swallow neighbor bounding lands. Now,
while Bellona rageth here and there, thick storms of bullets

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ran like winter's hail, and shivered lances dark the troubled
air perr pasescu spi de decouspis armas or nant armis
fia peditur keeviro on every side dropped captains to the ground,
and soldiers, some ill maim'd, some slain outright Here falls

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a body sundered from his head. Their legs and arms
lie bleading on the grass, mingled with weapons and unboweled
steeds that scattering overspread the Purple plain. In all this
turmoil three long hours and more, the victory to neither
part inclin'd till dawn. Andrea, with his brave lancers in

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their main battle, made so great a breach that half
dismayed the multitude retir'd, but Balthusar, the portingal's young prince,
brought rescue and encouraged them to stay here. Hence the
fight was eagerly renewed, and in that conflict was Andrea slain.
Brave men at arms, but weak'd to balth the car Yet,

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while the Prince, insulting over him, breath'd out proud vaunts,
sounding to our reproach. Friendship, and hardy valor join'd in
one prick'd forth Horatio, our knight martial son, to challenge
forth that prince in single fight. Not long between these twain,
the fight endur'd, but straight the Prince was beaten from

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his horse and forced to yield him prisoner to his foe.
When he was taken all the rest they fled, and
our carbines pursued them to the death, till Phoebus waving
to the western deep, our trumpeters were charg'd to sound retreat.

Speaker 4 (11:48):
Thanks, good Lord General, for these good news, and for
some argument of more to come, take this and wear
it for thy Sovereign's sake.

Speaker 1 (11:58):
Gives him his chain.

Speaker 4 (12:00):
But tell me now hast thou confirmed a peace?

Speaker 5 (12:04):
No peace, my liege, but peace conditional that if homage
tribute be well paid, the fury of your forces will
be stayed. And to this peace their viceroy hath.

Speaker 1 (12:17):
Subscribed, gives the king a paper.

Speaker 5 (12:20):
And made a solemn vow that during life his tribute
shall be truly paid.

Speaker 4 (12:26):
To spain these words, these deeds become thy person well.
But now Knight Marshal, frolic with thy king fortist thy
son that wins this bottle's prize.

Speaker 7 (12:39):
Long may he live to serve my sovereign liege, and
soon decay.

Speaker 4 (12:43):
Must he serve my liege, nor thou, nor he shall
die without reward?

Speaker 1 (12:48):
Attack it afar off?

Speaker 4 (12:50):
What means the warning of this trumpet sound?

Speaker 5 (12:53):
This tells me that your Grace's men of war, such
as war's fortune, hath rescued from death, come marching on
towards your royal seat, to show themselves before your majesty.
For so I gave in charge at my depart whereby
by demonstration shall appear that all except three hundred or
few more are safe returned and by their foes enriched.

Speaker 1 (13:19):
The army enters Balthasar, between Lorenzo and Horatio, captive.

Speaker 4 (13:25):
A gladsome sight I longed to see them.

Speaker 1 (13:28):
Here they enter and pass by.

Speaker 4 (13:31):
Was that the warlike Prince of Portugal, that by our
nephew was in triumphant?

Speaker 5 (13:36):
It was my liege, the Prince of Puddingal.

Speaker 4 (13:40):
But what was he that on the other side held
him by the arm as partner of the price.

Speaker 7 (13:46):
That was my son, my gracious sovereign of form, though
from his tender infancy my loving thoughts did never hope.
But well, he never pleased his father's eyes till now,
nor filled my heart with overclowing joys.

Speaker 4 (14:00):
Them march once more about these walls that stay in them,
we may confer and talk with our brave prisoner and
his double guard, Uronimo. It greatly pleases that in our
victory thou have a share by virtue of thy worthy sons.
Exploit enter again, bring hither the young Prince of Portingal

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the rest much on. But ere they be dismissed, we
will bestow on every soldier tudor cuts, and on every
leader ten that they may know our lodgest welcomes them acient.

Speaker 1 (14:32):
All but Balthazar, Lorenzo and Horatio welcome.

Speaker 4 (14:37):
Don Baltasar, welcome, nephew, and thou Horatio, thou art welcome
to young Prince. Although thy father's heart misdeeds deserve but
evil measure at our hands. Yet shalt thou know that
Spain is honorable.

Speaker 8 (14:53):
The trespass that my father made in peace is now
controlled by fortune of the wars and cards. Once dealt it,
boots not ask why so his men are slain, a
weakening to his realm. His cothers seized a blot unto
his name, his son distressed a coursive to his heart.
These punishments may clear his late offense.

Speaker 4 (15:16):
Ay, Baltasar, if you observe this truce, our peace will
grow the stronger for these wars. Meanwhile, live thou, though
not in liberty, yet free from bearing any servile joke.
For in our hearing thy deserts were great, and in
our sight thyself art gracious.

Speaker 8 (15:35):
And I shall study to deserve this grace.

Speaker 4 (15:38):
But tell me, for their holding makes me doubt to
which of these twain art thou prisoner?

Speaker 9 (15:44):
To me, my liege, to me, my sovereign.

Speaker 10 (15:48):
This hand first took his courser by the reins.

Speaker 9 (15:51):
But first my lance did put him from his horse.

Speaker 10 (15:55):
I seized his weapon and enjoyed it first, But first.

Speaker 9 (15:58):
I forced him lay his weapons down.

Speaker 4 (16:01):
Let go his arm upon our privilege.

Speaker 1 (16:05):
They let him go.

Speaker 4 (16:06):
Say were the prince to whether it didst thou yield
to him?

Speaker 8 (16:11):
In courtesy to this perforce? He spake me fair this
other gave me strokes. He promised life, this other threatened death.
He won my love, this other conquered me and truth
to say, I yield myself to both.

Speaker 7 (16:31):
But that I know your grace is just and wise,
and might seem partial in this difference, enforced by nature
and by law of arms. My tongue should plead for
young Horatio's right. He hunted well, that was a lion's death,
not he that, in a garment wore his skin so
hers may pull dead lions by the beard pontent.

Speaker 4 (16:54):
De Marshal, thou shalt have no wrong, and for thy
sake thy son shall want no right. Will both abide
the censure of my doom?

Speaker 10 (17:03):
I crave no better than your grace awards no I.

Speaker 4 (17:07):
Although I set beside my right, then by my judgment,
thus your strife shall end. You both deserve, and both
shall have reward. Nephew, thou took'st his weapon and his horse.
His weapons and his horse are thy reward. Horatio, Thou
didst force him first to yield his ransom. Therefore is

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thy valor's fee appoint to some as you shall both agree.
But Nephew, thou shalt have the prince in guard for
thine estate. Best fitteth such a guest. Horatious house were
small for all his train. Yet in regard thy substance
passeth his, and that just Gerdon may befall desert to him.

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We yield the armor of the prince. How like stone
balter sar of this device.

Speaker 8 (17:59):
Right, oh, my liege, if this proviso were that Don
Horatio bear us company whom I admire and love for chivalry.

Speaker 4 (18:07):
Horacio, leave him not that loves the soul. Now let
us ends to see our soldiers, paint and feast our
prisoner as our friendly guest.

Speaker 1 (18:18):
Accient scene three the Court of Portugal. Enter Viceroy Alexandro Filippo.

Speaker 11 (18:30):
Is our ambassador dispatched for Spain.

Speaker 12 (18:33):
Two days my league have passed since his depart.

Speaker 11 (18:37):
And tribute payment gone along with him.

Speaker 12 (18:39):
Aye, my good lord.

Speaker 11 (18:41):
Then rest we here a while in our unrest, and
feed our sorrows with some inward size. The deepest cares
break never into tears, and where forced its eye in
a regal throne, this better fits a retis.

Speaker 1 (18:54):
Endless moan falls to the ground.

Speaker 11 (18:57):
Yet this is higher than my fortune reach, and therefore
better than my state deserves.

Speaker 1 (19:03):
Aye.

Speaker 11 (19:04):
Aye, this earth image of melancholy seeks him whom fate
are judged to misery. Here let me lie now, am
I at my lowest coeres tin terror non abe uncadet
in me? Can sum sit virea's fortune and nosendo nil
superessu jam possit or be some magics? Fortune may bereave

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me of my crown. Here take it now? Let fortune
do her worst. She will not rob me of this
sable weed. Oh no, she envies non but pleasant things.
Such is the folly of despiteful chance. Fortune is blind
and sees not my deserts.

Speaker 12 (19:48):
So is she death?

Speaker 11 (19:49):
And hears not my laments? And could she hear? Yet?
Is she wilful? Mad? And therefore will not pity my distress?
Suppose she could be to me?

Speaker 4 (20:01):
What then?

Speaker 11 (20:02):
What help can be expected in her hands? Whose foot
is standing on a rolling stone, and mine more mutable
than fickle winds? Why wail I? Then? Where's hope of
no redress?

Speaker 12 (20:15):
Oh?

Speaker 11 (20:15):
Yes, complaining makes my grief seem less. My late ambition
have disdained my faith. My breach of faith occasion, bloody wars,
Those bloody wars have spent my treasure and with my
treasure my people's blood, and with their blood my joy
and best beloved, my best beloved, my sweet and only son. Oh,

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wherefore went I not to warm myself? The cause was mine.
I might have died, for both my years were mellow,
his foot young and green. My death were natural, but
his was forced.

Speaker 12 (20:54):
No doubt, my liege. But still the prince survives, survives.
I where in Spain a prisoner by mischance of war.

Speaker 11 (21:03):
Then they have slain him for his father's fault.

Speaker 12 (21:06):
That were breached a common law of arms.

Speaker 11 (21:09):
They reckon all laws that meditate revenge.

Speaker 12 (21:12):
His ransom's worth will stay from foul revenge.

Speaker 11 (21:15):
No, if he lived, the news will soon be here.

Speaker 12 (21:19):
Nay, evil news fly faster still than good.

Speaker 11 (21:22):
Tell me no more of news, for he is dead.

Speaker 13 (21:26):
My soiregn.

Speaker 14 (21:27):
Pardon the offer of ill news, and I'll be ray
the fortune of thy son.

Speaker 11 (21:31):
Speak on. I'll girden thee whate'er it be. Myeer is
ready to receive ill news. My heart grown hard against
mischief's battery. Stand up, I say, and tell thy tail
at large.

Speaker 14 (21:45):
Then hear that truth which these mine eyes have seen.
When both the army were bella joined don Balthazar, amidst
the thickest troops to win Redown, did wondrous feats of
arms amongst the rest.

Speaker 10 (21:56):
I saw him.

Speaker 14 (21:57):
Hand to hand in single fight with their lord General.
Tell Alexandro to hear counterfeits under the color of a
duteous friend. Discharged his pistol at the Prince's back, and
thought he would have slain their general. But therewithal don
Balthazar fell down, And when he fell that we began
to fly. But had he lived the day had sure
been ours?

Speaker 12 (22:16):
Ooh wicked forgery, Oh, traitorous miscreant.

Speaker 11 (22:20):
Although thy peace, But no villipauld say where them became
the carcass of my son?

Speaker 14 (22:26):
I saw them drag it to the Spanish tents.

Speaker 11 (22:29):
Ay, Ay, my knightly dreams have told me this, Thou false, unkind, unthankful,
traitorous beast. Where had a Balthazar offended thee that thou
shoulst thus betray him to his foes? What's spain? Gold
that blears sold thine eyes? That thou couldt see no
part of our deserts. Perchance, because thou art Turker's lord,

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thou hast some hope to word this diadem if first
my son and then myself was slain. But thy ambitious
shall break thy neck eye. This was it that made
THEE spills blood.

Speaker 1 (23:05):
Takes the crown and puts it on again.

Speaker 11 (23:08):
But now I'll wear it till thy blood be spelt well.

Speaker 12 (23:11):
See dread sovereign to hear me.

Speaker 11 (23:13):
Speak away with him? This sight is second hell. Keep
him till we determine of his death. If balthlessar be dead,
he shall not live. Villippo follow us for thy reward.

Speaker 1 (23:27):
Except viceroy.

Speaker 14 (23:29):
That's have I with an envious forged tale, deceive the
king betrayed mine enemy, and hope for gerridon of my villainy.

Speaker 1 (23:36):
Exit Scene four, Enter Horatio and bel imperia sinew Horatio.

Speaker 15 (23:46):
This is the place and hour wherein I must entreat
THEE to relate the circumstance of Don Andrea's death, who
living was my Garland's sweetest flower, and in his death
hath buried my delight.

Speaker 9 (24:00):
For love of him and service to yourself, I neill
refused this heavy, doleful charge, yet tears and sighs, I
fair will hinder me when both our armies were enjoined
in fight your word the chuvalier. That's the thickest for
glorious cause, still aiming at the fairest, was at last

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by young Don Balthazar, and counted hand to hand. The
fight was long. Their hearts were great, their clamors menacing,
their strength, alike, their strokes both dangerous but rough. Nemesis,
that wicked power, envying at Andrea's praise and worth, cut

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short his life. To end his praise and worth, she
she herself disguised in armor's mask, as Pallace was before.
Proud Pergamus brought in a fresh supply of halberdis, which
paunched his horse and dinged him to the ground. Then
young Don Balthasar, with ruthless rage, taking advantage of his

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foes distress, did finish what his Halberdius begun and left
not till Andrea's life was done. Then, though too late,
incensed with just remorse, I with my band set forth
against the Prince and brought him prisoner from miss Halbertius.

Speaker 15 (25:23):
Would thou hast slain him? That so slew my love?
But then was John Andreas Carcas lost?

Speaker 9 (25:30):
No, that was it for which I chiefly strove nor
step thy back till A recovered him. I took him
up and wound him in mine arms, and wielding him
unto my private tent. There laid him down and deoed
him with my tears, and sighed and sorrowed as became

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a friend. But neither friendly sorrow sighs nor tears coween
pale death from his usurped right. Yet this I did,
unless I could not do. I saw him honored with
you funeral the scarf I plucked from off his lifeless arm,
and wear it in remembrance of my friend.

Speaker 15 (26:13):
I know the scarf would he had kept it still,
for had he lived, he would have kept it still
and warn it for his bel Imperia's sake, for twas
my favor at his last apart. But now where thou it,
both for him and me, For after him thou hast

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deserved it best, but for thy kindness in his life
and death. Be sure, while bel Imperia's life endures, she
will be don Horatio's thankful friend.

Speaker 9 (26:47):
And Madame don Horatio will not slack humbly to serve
fair bel Imperia. But now, if your good likings stand
there too, I'll crave your pardon to go seek the Prince.
For so the Duke your father gave me charge.

Speaker 15 (27:03):
I go, Horatio, leave me here alone, for solitude best
fits my cheerless.

Speaker 1 (27:10):
Mood except Horatio.

Speaker 15 (27:12):
Yet what avails to wail Andrea's death?

Speaker 9 (27:15):
From?

Speaker 15 (27:16):
Whence? Horatio proves my second love? Had he not loved
Andrea as he did, he could not sit in bel
imperious thoughts. But how can love find harbor in my
breast till I avenge the death of my beloved? Yes,
second love shall further my revenge. I'll love Horatio, my

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Andrea's friend, the more to spite the prince that wrought
his end. And where don Balthazar that slew my love
himself now pleads for favor at my hands, he shall,
in rigor of my just disdain, reap long repentance for
his murderous deed. For what was it else but murderous cowardice,

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so many to oppress one valiant knight without respect of
honor in the fight. And here he comes that murdered
my delight.

Speaker 1 (28:08):
Enter Lorenzo and Balthazar, Sister?

Speaker 10 (28:12):
What means this melancholy walk?

Speaker 15 (28:14):
That for a while I wish no company?

Speaker 10 (28:17):
But here the prince has come to visit you, that argues.

Speaker 15 (28:21):
That he lives in liberty.

Speaker 8 (28:23):
No, madam, but in pleasing servitude.

Speaker 15 (28:26):
Your prison then be like is your conceit?

Speaker 8 (28:30):
Aye? By conceit my freedom is enthralled.

Speaker 15 (28:33):
They with conceit enlarge yourself again.

Speaker 8 (28:36):
What if conceit have laid my heart to gage.

Speaker 15 (28:39):
Pay that you borrowed, and recover it.

Speaker 8 (28:43):
I die if it return from whence it lies.

Speaker 15 (28:46):
A heartless man? And live a miracle?

Speaker 8 (28:50):
Aye, lady, Love can work such miracles.

Speaker 10 (28:53):
Tush, tush, my lord. Let go these ambugas, and in
plain terms, acquaint her with your love.

Speaker 15 (28:59):
What boots complaint when there's no remedy?

Speaker 8 (29:03):
Yes to your gracious self? Must I complain? In whose
fair answer lies my remedy? On whose perfection all my
thoughts attend on whose aspect mine eyes find beauty's bower,
in whose translucent breast my heart is lodged.

Speaker 15 (29:21):
Alas, my lord, these are but words, of course, and
but device to drive me from this place.

Speaker 1 (29:28):
She in going in lets fall her glove, which Horatio
coming out takes.

Speaker 15 (29:34):
Up, Madam, your glove, Thanks good, Horatio, take it for
thy pains?

Speaker 8 (29:41):
Signor Horatio stooped In happy time, I.

Speaker 9 (29:44):
Reap more grace than I deserved or hoped.

Speaker 10 (29:47):
My Lord, be not dismayed for what is past. You
know that women after humorous these clouds will overblow with
little wind. Let me alone, I'll scatter them myself. Meanwhile,
let us devise to spend the time in some delightful
sports and reveling.

Speaker 9 (30:05):
The King, my lords is coining. Hither straight to feast
the portingal Ambassador. Things were in redness before I came.

Speaker 8 (30:13):
Then here it fits us to attend the king, to
welcome hither our ambassador, and learn my father and my
country's health.

Speaker 1 (30:22):
Scene five, enter the banquet, trumpets the King and ambassador.

Speaker 4 (30:29):
See Lord, Ambassador, how Spain entreats their prisoner Balthasar, thy
Viceroy's son. We pleasure more in kindness than in wars.

Speaker 16 (30:39):
Sadzac, King and portingal laments. Supposing that Don Balthasar is slain.

Speaker 8 (30:44):
So am I slain by beauty's tyranny. You see, my Lord,
how Balthasar is slain. I frolic with the Duke of
Castile's son, wrapped every hour in pleasures of the court,
and graced with favors of his majesty.

Speaker 4 (30:59):
Put off your reading. Still, our feast be done. Now
come and sit with us and taste.

Speaker 1 (31:04):
Our chair set to the banquet.

Speaker 4 (31:07):
Sit down, young prince, you are our second guest. Brother,
sit down, and nephew take your place. Senora Ratio, wait
thou upon our cup, for well them has deserved to
be honored. Now, lordings fall two. Spain is Portugle and
Portugal is Spain. We both are friends, tribute spade, and

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we enjoy our right. But where is old Hieronimo, our marshal?
He promised us, in honor of our guests, to graze
our banquet with some pompous jest.

Speaker 1 (31:41):
Enter Hieronimo with a drum, three knights each his scutcheon.
Then he fetches three kings. They take their crowns, and
them captive Hieronimo.

Speaker 4 (31:51):
This mask contains mine eye, although I sound not well.

Speaker 7 (31:55):
The mystery the first armed knight that hung his scutcheon up.

Speaker 1 (32:00):
He takes the scutchen and gives it to the king.

Speaker 7 (32:03):
Was English Robert, Earl of Gloucester, who, when King Stephens
Way in Albion arrived with five and twenty thousand men
in portanall and by successive war enforced the king. Then
but a saracen to bear the yoke of the English monarchy.

Speaker 4 (32:19):
My Lord of Portugal. By this you see that which
may comfort both your king and you, and make your
late discomfort seem the less. But say he, Ronimo, what
was the next?

Speaker 7 (32:31):
The second knight that hung his scutching.

Speaker 1 (32:33):
Up he doth as he did before, was.

Speaker 7 (32:36):
Edmund, Earl of Kent in Albion. When English Richard wore
the diadem, he came likewise and raised Lisbon walls and
took the King of portingall in fight, for which and
others such like service done. He after was created Duke
of York.

Speaker 4 (32:51):
This is another special argument that Portugal may deign to
bear your joke when it by little England hath been.
But now ieronimo, what were the last?

Speaker 7 (33:04):
The third and last, not least in our account?

Speaker 1 (33:08):
Doing as before was as the.

Speaker 7 (33:10):
Rest a valiant englishmen, Brave John of Gaund, the Duke
of Lancaster, as by his scutcheon Plinny may appear, he
with a puercant army, came to Spain and took our
King of Castile prisoner.

Speaker 16 (33:23):
This is an argument for our viceroy that Spain may
not insult for her success, since English warriors likewise conquered
Spain and made them bow their knees to albion Eronimore.

Speaker 4 (33:34):
I drink to thee for this device, which hath pleased
both the ambassador and me pledged me Ieronimo. If thou
love thy.

Speaker 1 (33:42):
King takes the cup of Horatio.

Speaker 4 (33:45):
My lord, I fear we see it, but over long
unless our dangies were more delicate. But welcome are you
to the best we have? Now let us in that
you may be dispatched. I think our counsel is already.

Speaker 1 (33:58):
Set and omnus Scene six, Ghost of Andrea Revenge.

Speaker 2 (34:09):
Ah, come we for this from depth of underground to
see him feast that gave me my death's wound. These
pleasant sights a sorrow to my soul, nothing but leak
and love and banqueting. Ah, come we for this from

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depth of underground, to see him feast that gave me
my death's wound. These pleasant sights are sorrow to my soul,
nothing but leak and love and banqueting.

Speaker 3 (34:52):
Be still, Andrea, Here we go. From hence, I'll turn
their friendship into fell despite their love to mortal hate,
their day to night, their hope and too despair, their
peace to war, their joys to pain, their bliss to misery.

Speaker 1 (35:11):
And of Act one Act two, Scene one. Enter Lorenzo
and Balthazar.

Speaker 10 (35:21):
My lord, though bel imperious seem thus coy let reason
holds you in your wonted joy. In time, the savage
bulls stains the yoke. In time, all haggard hawks will
stoop to lure. In time, small wedges cleave the hardest oak.
In time the flint is pierced with softest shower, and she,

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in time will fall from her disdain and rue the
sufferance of your friendly pain.

Speaker 8 (35:48):
No, she is wilder and more hard withal than beast,
or bird, or tree or stony wall. But wherefore blot
I bel Imperia's name. It is my fault, not she
that merits blame. My feature is not to content her sight.
My words are rude, and work her no delight. The

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lines I send her are but harsh and ill, such
as to drop from pan and Marcius quill. My presents
are not of sufficient cost, and being worthless, all my
labor's lost. Yet might she love me for my valiancy, Aye,
but that's slandered by captivity?

Speaker 9 (36:27):
Yet?

Speaker 8 (36:28):
Might she love me to content her sire?

Speaker 2 (36:30):
Ay?

Speaker 8 (36:31):
But her reason masters her desire? Yet might she love
me as her brother's friend. Ay, but her hopes aim
at some other end. Yet might she love me to
uprear her state?

Speaker 7 (36:43):
Ay?

Speaker 8 (36:44):
But perhaps she hopes some nobler mate. Yet might she
love me as her beauty's thrall?

Speaker 12 (36:50):
Ay?

Speaker 8 (36:51):
But I fear she cannot love it all?

Speaker 10 (36:54):
My Lord, for my sake, leave this ecstasy and doubt not,
but will find some remedy some cause there is that
lets you not be lov'd? First that must needs be
known and then remov'd. What if my sister loves some other.

Speaker 8 (37:09):
Night, my summer's day will turn to winter's night.

Speaker 10 (37:13):
I have already found a stratagem to sound the bottom
of this doubtful theme, My lord, for once you shall
be ruled by me, hinder me not what e'er you
hear or see by force or fair means, will I
cast about to find the truth of all this question?
Out ho pedringano, signor vienquipresto enter Pedrongano.

Speaker 17 (37:37):
Hath your lordship any service to command me.

Speaker 10 (37:40):
I pedringano service of import, and not to spend the
time in trifling words. Thus stands the case. It is
not long thou know'st since I did shield thee from
my father's wrath for thy conveyance in Andrea's love, for
which thou wert adjudg'd to punishment. I stood betwixt THEE

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and thy punishment. And since thou knowest how I have
favored THEE. Now to these favors, will I add reward,
not with fair words, but store of golden coin and
lands and living join with dignities. If thou but satisfy
my just demand, tell truth and have me for thy
lasting friend.

Speaker 17 (38:22):
Whate'er it be, Your lordship shall demand my bound and
duty bids me tell the truth. If case it lie
in me to tell.

Speaker 10 (38:28):
The truth, then Pedringano, this is my demand. Whom loves
my sister bel Imperia, for she reposeth all her trust
in THEE, speak man and gain both friendship and reward.
I mean whom loves she in Andrea's place.

Speaker 17 (38:44):
Alas my lord. Since don Andrea's death, I have no
credit with her as before, and therefore know not if
she love or no nay.

Speaker 10 (38:52):
If thou dali, then I.

Speaker 1 (38:54):
Am thy foe draws his sword.

Speaker 10 (38:57):
And fear shall force what friendship cannot win. Thy death
shall bury what thy life conceals. Thou diest for more
esteeming her than me.

Speaker 17 (39:06):
Oh, stay, my lord.

Speaker 10 (39:08):
Yet speak the truth, and I will girden THEE and
shield THEE from whatever can ensue, and will conceal whatever
proceeds from thee. But if thou daly once again, thou diest.

Speaker 17 (39:19):
If Madame bel Imperia be in love, what villain ifs
and ann's Oh stay my lord, she loves Horatio.

Speaker 1 (39:26):
Balthasar starts back.

Speaker 10 (39:28):
What don Horatio, our knight martial.

Speaker 1 (39:31):
Son, even him?

Speaker 10 (39:32):
My lord now say? But how knowest thou he is
her love? And thou shalt find me kind and liberal?
Stand up, I say, and fear lest tell the truth.

Speaker 17 (39:42):
She sent him letters which myself perused, full fraught with
lines and arguments of love, preferring him before Prince Balthazar.

Speaker 10 (39:50):
Swear on this cross that what thou sayest is true,
and that thou wilt conceal what thou hast told.

Speaker 17 (39:55):
I swear to both by him that made us all
in hope.

Speaker 10 (39:58):
Thou oath is true. He is thy reward. But if
I prove THEE perjured and unjust this very sword whereon
thou took'st, thine oath shall be the worker of thy tragedy.

Speaker 17 (40:09):
What I have said is true, and shall for me
be still concealed from bel imperia. Besides, your honor's liberality
deserves my duty of service even till death.

Speaker 10 (40:21):
Let this be all that thou shalt do for me.
Be watchful when and where these lovers meet, and give
me notice in some secret.

Speaker 17 (40:28):
Sword I will, my Lord.

Speaker 10 (40:30):
Then shalt thou find that I am liberal? Thou knowest
that I can more advance thy state than she be?
Therefore wise and fail me not go and attend her
as thy custom is, lest absence make her think thou dost.

Speaker 1 (40:44):
Amiss except Pedrigano.

Speaker 10 (40:47):
Why so tam armis quam ingenio, where words prevail, not
violence prevails, but gold doth more than either of them both,
how likes Prince Baltazzar.

Speaker 8 (40:59):
This stratagem both well and ill. It makes me glad
and sad. Glad that I know the hinderer of my love,
Sad that I fear she hates me whom I love,
Glad that I know on whom to be revenged, Sad
that shall fly me if I take revenge. Yet must

(41:21):
I take revenge or die myself? For love resisted grows impatient?
I think Horatio be my destined plague. First in his
hand he brandished a sword, and with that sword he
fiercely waged war. And in that war he gave me
dangerous wounds. And by those wounds he forced me to yield,

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And by my yielding I became his slave. Now in
his mouth he carries pleasing words, which pleasing words do
harbor sweet conceits, which sweet conceits are lim'd with sly deceits,
which sly deceits smooth, bel imperious ears. And through her

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ears dive down into her heart, and in her heart
set him where I should stand. Thus hath he tae
in my body by his force, and now by slight
would captivate my soul. But in his fall I'll tempt
the destinies and either lose my life or win my love.

Speaker 10 (42:27):
Let's go, my lord, your staying stays revenge. Do you
but follow me and gain your love. Her favor must
be won by.

Speaker 1 (42:35):
His remove accient scene too, Enter Horatio and bel imperia.

Speaker 9 (42:43):
Now, madam, since by favor of your love, our hidden
smoke is turned to open flame, and that with looks
and words we feed our thought to chief contents where
more cannot be had. Thus in the midst of love's
fair blandishments, Why show you sign of inward languishments?

Speaker 1 (43:04):
Pedron Gano showeth all to the Prince and Lorenzo, placing
them in secret.

Speaker 15 (43:09):
My heart, sweet friend, is like a ship at sea.
She wisheth port where, riding all at ease, she may
repair what stormy times have worn, and, leaning on the shore,
may sing with joy that pleasure follows pain and bliss anoy.
Possession of thy love is the only port wherein my heart,

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with fears and hopes long tossed each hour, doth wish
and long to make resort. They're to repair the joys
that it hath lost, and sitting safe to sing in
Cupid's choir, that sweetest bliss is crown of love's desire.

Speaker 1 (43:46):
Balthazar and Lorenzo.

Speaker 8 (43:48):
Above, Oh, sleep mine eyes see not my love profaned,
be deaf, my ears, bear not my discontent? Die heart
another joy? What thou deservest?

Speaker 15 (44:01):
Why stands Horatio speechless?

Speaker 9 (44:04):
All this? While the less I speak, the more I meditate?

Speaker 15 (44:08):
But whereon dost thou chiefly meditate.

Speaker 9 (44:11):
On dangerous past and pleasures to.

Speaker 8 (44:15):
Ensue, on pleasures past and dangers to ensue What dangers.

Speaker 15 (44:21):
What pleasures dost thou mean?

Speaker 9 (44:23):
Dangers of war and pleasures of our.

Speaker 10 (44:27):
Love, dangers of death, but pleasures none at all.

Speaker 15 (44:32):
Let dangers go. Thy war shall be with me, But
such a war as breaks no bond of peace. Speak
thou fair words, I'll cross them with fair words. Send
thou sweet looks. I'll meet them with sweet looks. Write
loving lines. I'll answer loving lines. Give me a kiss,

(44:53):
I'll counter check thy kiss. Be this our warring peace
or peaceful war.

Speaker 9 (45:00):
But gracious madam, Then appoint the field where trial of
this war shall first be.

Speaker 8 (45:06):
Made, ambitious villain, how his baldness grows.

Speaker 15 (45:11):
Then be thy father's pleasant bower, the field where first
we vowed a mutual amity. The court were dangerous, That
place is safe. Our hour shall be when vesper begins
to rise, that summons home distressful travelers. Then none shall
hear us, but the harmless birds harply. The gentle nightingale

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shall carol us asleep, eer we beware, and singing with
the prickle at her breast, tell our delight and mirthful dalliance,
till then each hour will seem a year and more.

Speaker 9 (45:49):
But homehly, sweet and honorable love returning now into your
father's sight. Dangerous suspicion waits on our delight.

Speaker 10 (45:58):
Hie, danger mixed with jealous despite, shall send thy soul
into eternal knight.

Speaker 1 (46:06):
Scene three, Enter the King of Spain, portingal Ambassador don
Cyprian et cetera.

Speaker 4 (46:13):
Brother of castig to the Prince's love. What says your
daughter bel imperium.

Speaker 12 (46:19):
Although she quieth as becomes her kind, and yet dissemble
that she loves the Prince, I doubt not I but
she will stoop in time and where she flowed, which
she will not be yet herein shall she follow my advice,
which is to love him or forego my love?

Speaker 4 (46:41):
Then, Lord Ambassador of Portugal advised thy King to make
this marriage up for strengthening of our late confirmed league.
I know no better means to make us friends. Her
dowry shall be large and liberal. Besides that she's daughter
and half heir unto our brother, heard don Cyprian, and

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shall enjoy the mighty of his land. I'll grace her
marriage with an uncle's gift. And this it is in
case the match go forward, the tribute which you pay
shall be released. And if by Baltazar she have a son.
He shall enjoy the kingdom after us.

Speaker 16 (47:21):
I'll make the motion to my sovereign liege and work it.
If my counsel may prevail, do so.

Speaker 4 (47:27):
My lord, and if he give consent, I hope his
presence here will honor us in celebration of the nuptial day.
And let himself determine of the time.

Speaker 16 (47:38):
Will please your grace to command me beside.

Speaker 4 (47:41):
Command me to the king, and so farewell. But where's
Prince Baltasar to take his leave?

Speaker 16 (47:47):
That is performed already, my good lord.

Speaker 4 (47:49):
Amongst the rest of what you have in charge, the
princess ransom must not be forgot. That's none of mine.
But he's that took him prisoner, and well, his forwardness
deserves reward. It was Horatio, our knight Martial's son.

Speaker 16 (48:06):
Between us. There's a price already pitched and shall be
sent with all convenient speed.

Speaker 4 (48:11):
Then once again, farewell, my lord.

Speaker 16 (48:13):
Farewell, my lord of Castile, and the rest accept no.

Speaker 4 (48:18):
Brother. You must take some little pains to win fair
bel Imperia from her will. Young virgins must be ruled
by their friends. The prince is aimable and loves her well.
If she neglects him and forego his love, she both
will wrong her own estate and ours. Therefore, whilst I

(48:38):
do entertain the prince with great displeasure that our court affords,
endeavor you to win your daughter's thought. If she give back,
all this will come to no.

Speaker 1 (48:51):
Scene. For enter Horatio, bel Imperia, and pedrun Gano.

Speaker 9 (48:56):
Now that the knight begins with sable wings to overcloud
the brightness of the sun, and that in darkness pleasures
may be done. Come bel Imperia, let us to the bower,
and there, in safety pass a pleasant hour.

Speaker 15 (49:11):
I follow thee my love, and will not back, although
my fainting heart controls my soul.

Speaker 9 (49:18):
Why make it doubt of Pedrigano's faith.

Speaker 15 (49:21):
No, he is as trusty as my second self. Go Pedronano,
watch without the gate and let us know if any
make approach.

Speaker 1 (49:32):
Pedron Gano aside.

Speaker 17 (49:34):
Instead of watching, I'll deserve more gold by fetching Don
Lorenzo to this match.

Speaker 1 (49:40):
Except Pedronano, what means my love?

Speaker 15 (49:43):
I know not what myself, and yet my heart foretells
me some mischance.

Speaker 9 (49:49):
Sweet say not so fair? Fortune is our friend, and
heavens have shut up day to pleasure us. The stars
thou seest hold back. Their twin things shine, and Luna
hides herself to pleasure us.

Speaker 15 (50:04):
Thou hast prevailed. I'll conquer my misdoubt, and in thy
love and counsel drown my fear. I fear no more.
Love now is all my thoughts? Why sit we not
for pleasure? Asketh ease.

Speaker 9 (50:19):
The more thou sitt'st with these leafy bowers, the more
will Flora deck it with her flowers. Aye.

Speaker 15 (50:27):
But if Flora spy Horatio here, her jealous eye will
think I sit too near hark madam.

Speaker 9 (50:35):
How the birds recall by night for joy that bel
Imperia sits in sight.

Speaker 15 (50:41):
No Cupid counterfeits the nightingale to frame sweet music to
Horatio's tale.

Speaker 9 (50:48):
If Cupid sing, then Venus is not far. I thou
art Venus or some fair star.

Speaker 15 (50:55):
If I be Venus, thou must needs be Mars. And
where Mars reigneth, there must needs be wars.

Speaker 9 (51:04):
Then thus begin thou wars. Put forth thy hand that
it may combat with my ruder hand.

Speaker 15 (51:12):
Set forth thy foot to try the push of mine.

Speaker 9 (51:16):
But first my looks shall combat against thine.

Speaker 15 (51:20):
Then ward thyself. I doubt this, kiss it thee.

Speaker 9 (51:25):
Thus I retort the dart thou thrust at me.

Speaker 15 (51:29):
Nay, Then to gain the glory of the field, my
twining arms shall yoke and make thee yield.

Speaker 9 (51:37):
Nay. Then my arms are large and strong withal thus elms,
thy thines are compassed till they fall.

Speaker 15 (51:44):
Oh, let me go, for in my troubled eyes. Now
mayest thou read that life in passion dies.

Speaker 9 (51:52):
Oh stay awhile, and I will die with thee. So
shalt thou yield? And yet have conquered me?

Speaker 15 (51:59):
Who's there, Petrongano?

Speaker 1 (52:01):
We are betrayed, Enter Lorenzo Balthazar, serbaerreene Pedrongano disguised my.

Speaker 10 (52:09):
Lord away with her. Take her aside, Oh, sur fabert,
your valor is already tried. Quitly despatch my masters.

Speaker 1 (52:18):
They hang him in the arbor.

Speaker 9 (52:20):
What will you murder me?

Speaker 10 (52:23):
I thus, and thus these are the fruits of love.

Speaker 1 (52:28):
They stab him.

Speaker 15 (52:30):
Oh save his life, Let me die for him, Oh
save him, brother, save him Balthazar. I loved Horatio, but
he loved not me.

Speaker 8 (52:42):
But Balthosar loves bel Imperia.

Speaker 10 (52:45):
Although his life were still ambitious, proud yet is he
at the highest? Now he is dead?

Speaker 15 (52:51):
Murder, murder, help Hieronimo, help.

Speaker 10 (52:55):
Come stop her mouth away with her.

Speaker 1 (52:58):
Accient scene five, Enter Hieronimo in his shirt, et cetera.

Speaker 7 (53:05):
What outcries, pluck me from my naked bed and chill
my throbbing heart with trembling fear, which never danger yet
could daunt before who calls Eronimo? Speak here I am.
I did not slumber, therefore twas no dream. No, no,
it was some woman cried for help. And here within
this garden did she cry? And in this garden must

(53:27):
I rescue her? But stay or heard ReSpectacle as this
a man hanged up, and all the murderers gone, and
in my bower to lay the guilt on me. This
place was made for pleasure, not for death.

Speaker 1 (53:42):
He cuts him down.

Speaker 7 (53:44):
Those garments that he wears. I oft have seen alas
it is Horatio, my sweet son. Oh no, but he
that willum was my son? Oh was it thou that
colst me from my bed? Oh? Speak if any spark
of life or me? I am thy father? Who hast
slain my son? What savage monster, not of human kind?

(54:08):
Hath here been glutted with thy harmless blood and left
thy bloody corpse dishonored here for me amidst these dark
and deathful shades, to drown thee with an ocean of
my tears? O heavens, why made you knight to cover
sin by day? This deed of darkness had not been
o arse? Why didst thou now in time devour the

(54:29):
wild profana of this sacred bower? O, poor Horatio, what
hadst thou misdone to least thy life?

Speaker 12 (54:37):
Ere?

Speaker 7 (54:37):
Life was new begun? O wicked butcher, whatsoe'er thou wert?
How could thou strangle virtue and desert ah? Me most
wretched that hath lost my joy in leasing my Horatio,
My sweet boy.

Speaker 1 (54:54):
Enter Isabella.

Speaker 18 (54:56):
My husband's absence makes my heart to throb.

Speaker 7 (55:00):
Hieronimo, here Isabella, help me to lament for sighs, I stopped,
and all my tears I spent?

Speaker 18 (55:07):
What worlds of grief?

Speaker 9 (55:09):
My son?

Speaker 18 (55:10):
Horays you, Oh, where's the author of this endless woe?

Speaker 7 (55:14):
To know the author? Wor some ease of grief, for
in revenge my heart would find relief.

Speaker 18 (55:20):
Then is he gone? And is my son gone too?

Speaker 10 (55:24):
Oh?

Speaker 18 (55:24):
Gush out tears, fountains and floods of tears, blows, sighs
and rais an everlasting storm for outrage fits our cursed wretchedness.
Ah Me, Hieronimo's sweet husband speak.

Speaker 7 (55:39):
He supped with us to night frolic and merry, and
said he would go visit Baldassar at the Duke's palace.
Did the prince doped lodge? He had no custom to
stay out so late he may be in his chamber.
Some go see Roderigo ho.

Speaker 1 (55:55):
And her Pedro and Jaqui's.

Speaker 18 (55:57):
Ah me he raves so Hieronimo.

Speaker 7 (56:01):
True, all Spain takes note of it. Besides, he is
so generally beloved. His majesty the other day did grace
him with waiting on his cup. These be favors which
do assure me he cannot be short.

Speaker 18 (56:13):
Lived, Sweet Hieronimo.

Speaker 7 (56:16):
Who hell this fellow got his clothes? Sirrah, sirrah, I'll
know the truth of all jacques. Run to the Duke
of Castile presently and bid my son Horatio to come home.
I and his mother have had strange dreams to night.
Do you hear me, sir ay, sir well, Sir begone, Pedro,
come hither? Knowest thou who this is?

Speaker 19 (56:37):
Too well? Sir?

Speaker 7 (56:39):
Too well? Who who is it peace, Isabella, nay, blush, not.

Speaker 19 (56:43):
Man, it is my lord Horatio.

Speaker 7 (56:46):
Ha ha, Saint James. But this stuff make me laugh
that they are more deluded.

Speaker 9 (56:51):
Than myself deluded.

Speaker 7 (56:54):
Aye, I would have sworn myself within this hour that
this had been my son Horatio his garments, SOI like, ha,
are they not great persuasions?

Speaker 9 (57:03):
Oh?

Speaker 18 (57:04):
Would to God it were not?

Speaker 12 (57:05):
So?

Speaker 7 (57:06):
We're not, Isabella. Dost thou dream it is can thy
soft bosom? Entertain a thought that such a black deed
of mischief should be done on one so pure and
spotless as our son. Away, I am ashamed.

Speaker 18 (57:20):
Dear Huronimo, cast a more serious eye upon thy grief.
Weak apprehension gives but weak belief.

Speaker 7 (57:29):
It was a man, sure that was hanged up here,
a youth, as I remember, I cut him down. If
it should prove my son now after all? Say you
say you light than be a taper.

Speaker 20 (57:44):
Let me look again, Oh God, confusion, mischief, torment, death
in hell. Drop all your stings at once in my
cold bosom that now.

Speaker 7 (57:54):
Is stiff with horror.

Speaker 21 (57:56):
Kill me quickly, be gracious to me, thou infectiveness, and
drop this deed of murder down on me in my
waste of grief with thy large darkness, and let me
not survive to see the light may put me in
the mind I had a sun.

Speaker 18 (58:11):
Oh, sweet horas you o, my dearest.

Speaker 7 (58:14):
Son, How strangely had I lost my way to grief?
Sweet lovely rose, ill pluck'd before thy time, fair worthy sun,
not conquered but betrayed. I'll kiss thee now the words
with tears are stayed.

Speaker 18 (58:29):
And I'll close up the glasses of his sight. For
once these eyes were only my delight.

Speaker 7 (58:35):
Seest thou, this handkerchief besmeared with blood. It shall not
from me till I take revenge. Seest thou, those wounds
that yet are bleeding fresh, I'll not entomb them till
I have revenge. Then will I joy mist my discontent,
till then my sorrow never shall be spent.

Speaker 18 (58:56):
The heavens are just murder cannot be hid. Time is
the author both of truth and right, and time will
bring this treachery to light.

Speaker 7 (59:06):
Meanwhile, good Isabella, cease thy plaints, or at the least
dissemble them. Awhile, so shall we Sooni find the practice
out and learn by whom all this was brought about.
Come Isabel, now, let us take him up.

Speaker 1 (59:20):
They take him up.

Speaker 7 (59:22):
And bear him in from out this cursed place. I'll
say his dirge singing fits not this case, oh eloquismihi
quas pocrum where educat.

Speaker 1 (59:33):
Herebas hieronimo sets his breast unto his.

Speaker 7 (59:36):
Sword, misquiet et nostro deetar medekina dolori out siquifaciant anorum oblivia,
sukos rabiet ipsi metum magdum qua kwon que per album
gramina solpocros effort and luminous aurus ipsi bibam quiquid meritatar

(01:00:03):
saga guennini quiquid et ebahum wi kaika nenia nectet omnia
popetia let them quoque domsemo omnes nostro in extincto moriato
pectore sensus ergo tuas oculos nomguam miauita wi dabo e

(01:00:27):
to a perpetuus sepa leiwit luminous somnus amoria tecum seek
seek yuvat eresobumbras at taman absstam proberato cadereletto ne mortam
wendicta tuam tunula saquato.

Speaker 1 (01:00:47):
Here he throws it from him and bears the body away.
Scene sex ghost of Andrea.

Speaker 2 (01:00:55):
Revenge broughtest thou me hither to increase my pain. I
looked that Baltasar should have been slain. But tis my
friend al Rasio that is slain, and the abuse ba
Beli Imperia, on whom I doated more than all the world,

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because she loved me more than all the world.

Speaker 3 (01:01:24):
Thou talkest of harvest. When the corn is green, the
end is crown of every work well done. The sickle
comes not till the corn be ripe. Be still, and
ere I lead thee from this place. I'll show thee
Balthasar in heavy case.

Speaker 1 (01:01:43):
End of Act two, Act three, Scene one. The Court
of Portugal and her Viceroy of portingal Nobles Alexandra Villupo.

Speaker 22 (01:01:55):
Infortunate condition of kings seated amidst so many helpless days
out First we are placed upon extremest height and oft,
supplanted with exceeding hate, but ever subject to the weal
of chance, and at our highest never joy we so
as we both doubt and dread our overthrow, so striveth
not the waves with sundry winds, as fortune toileth in

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the affairs of kings that would be feared, Yet fear
to be beloved sith fear or love to kings is flattery.
For instance, lordings, look upon your king by hate, deprived
of his dearest son, the only hope of our successive line.

Speaker 17 (01:02:34):
I had not thought that Alexandro's heart had been envelop
with such extreme hate. But now I see that words
have several works.

Speaker 4 (01:02:41):
And there is no credit in the countenance.

Speaker 14 (01:02:44):
No for my lord, had you beheld the train that
feigned love had cowered in his looks when he and
camp and sorted Balphazzar, far more in constant had you
thought the sun that hourly coast the center of the earth,
than Alexandro's purpose to the prince?

Speaker 22 (01:02:57):
No more, Villopold, thou hast said enough, and with thy
words thou slayest our wounded thoughts. Nor shall I longer
dully with the world procrastinating Alexandra's death. Go some of
you and fetch the traitor forth, that as he is
condemned he may die.

Speaker 1 (01:03:13):
Enter Alexandro with a nobleman and Halberts.

Speaker 10 (01:03:17):
In such extremes will naught that patience serve.

Speaker 12 (01:03:20):
But in extremes what patience shall I use? Nor discontents
it me to leave the world with whom there nothing
can prevail but wrong.

Speaker 23 (01:03:29):
Yet hope the best tis.

Speaker 12 (01:03:31):
Heaven is my hope. As for the earth, it is
too much infect to ye be hope of any of hermould.

Speaker 22 (01:03:38):
Why linger ye bring forth that daring fiend and let
him die for his accursed deed.

Speaker 12 (01:03:45):
Not that I fear the extremity of death, for nobles
cannot stoop to serve our fear. Do I, O, king,
thus discontented live? But this O, this torments my laboring soul,
that thus I die suspect that of a sea, whereof
as heavens have known my secret thoughts. So am I
free from this suggestion?

Speaker 22 (01:04:06):
No more, I say to the tortures, when bind him
and burn his body.

Speaker 1 (01:04:11):
In those flames, they bind him to the stake that.

Speaker 22 (01:04:15):
Shall prefigure those unquenched fires of fledgethon prepared for his soul.

Speaker 12 (01:04:20):
My gootless death will be avenged on thee, on thee
Viluppo that hath maliced thus or for thy meed has
forced be me accused.

Speaker 14 (01:04:30):
Yay, Alexandro, if thou menace me, I'll lend a hand
to send thee to the lake, where those thy words
shall perish with thy works injurious traitor monstrous homicide.

Speaker 16 (01:04:41):
Enter, Ambassador, stay hold awhile, and here, with pardon of
his Majesty, lay hands upon voluupo.

Speaker 22 (01:04:49):
Ambassador, What news hath urged this sudden entrance.

Speaker 16 (01:04:53):
No Sovereign Lord, that Balthazar doth live?

Speaker 22 (01:04:56):
What sayest thou liveth Balthos aar our.

Speaker 16 (01:04:59):
Son, Your Highness's son, Lor Balthazar doth live and well
entreated in the court of Spain. Humbly commends him to
your Majesty. These eyes beheld, and these my followers, with
these the letters.

Speaker 1 (01:05:13):
Of the King's commends, gives him letters are.

Speaker 16 (01:05:16):
Happy witnesses of his Highness's health.

Speaker 1 (01:05:18):
The King looks on the letters and proceeds.

Speaker 22 (01:05:22):
Thy son doth live. Your tribute is received, Thy piece
is made, and we are satisfied. The rest resolve upon
us things proposed for both our honors and thy benefit.

Speaker 16 (01:05:33):
These are his Highness's father articles.

Speaker 1 (01:05:36):
He gives him more letters.

Speaker 22 (01:05:38):
A cursed wretch to intimate these ills against the life
and reputation of Noble Alexandro. Come, my lord, unbind him.
Let him unbind thee that is bound to death, to
make acquittal for thy discontent, they unbind him.

Speaker 12 (01:05:53):
Dread Lord, in kindness, you could do no less upon
a report of such a damned fact. But thus we
see how innocence hath saved the hopeless life which thou, Muluppo, sought,
by thy suggestions to have massacred.

Speaker 22 (01:06:08):
Say false Villoppo, wherefore didst thou thust falsely betray Lord
Alexandro's life, him whom thou knowest that no unkindness else
but even the slaughter of our dearest son could once
have moved us to have misconceived.

Speaker 12 (01:06:21):
Say treacherous Villuppo. Tell the King wherein hath Alexandro used.

Speaker 14 (01:06:26):
The ill read with remembrance of so far lagui, my
guilty soul submiss me to thy doom, for not for
Alexandro's injuries, but for reward and hope to be preferred.
Thus I have shamelessly hazarded.

Speaker 22 (01:06:39):
His life, which villain shall be ransomed with thy death,
and not so mean a torment as we here devised
for him, who thou saidst slew our son, but with
the bitterest torments and extremes that may be yet invented
for thine end.

Speaker 1 (01:06:52):
Alexandro seems to entreat.

Speaker 22 (01:06:55):
Entreat me not go take the traitor.

Speaker 1 (01:06:58):
Hence accept Filupo.

Speaker 22 (01:07:00):
And Alexandro, let us honor thee with public notice of
thy loyalty. To end those things articulated here by our
grand Lord, the Mighty King of Spain. We with our council,
will deliberate. Come Alexandro, keep us company.

Speaker 1 (01:07:15):
Accient scene too, enter hieronimo.

Speaker 7 (01:07:21):
O eyes, no eyes but fountains fraught with tears. O life,
no life but lively form of death. O world, no
world but mass of public wrongs, confused and filled with
murder and misdeeds. O sacred heavens. If this unhallow deed,
if this inhuman and barbarous attempt, if this incomparable murder,

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thus of mine, but now no more my son shall
unrevealed an unrevenged pass. How should we term your dealings
to be just? If you unjustly deal with those that
in your justice trust The Knight, sad secretary to my moans,
with direful visions, wakes my vexed soul, and with the
wounds of my distressful son, solicits me for notice of

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his death. The ugly fiends do sally forth of hell
and frame my steps to unfrequented paths, and fear my
heart with fierce inflamed thoughts. The cloudy day my discontents
records early begins to register my dreams and drive me
forth to seek the murderer ayes life, world, heavens, hell,

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night and day, see search shoe, send some man. Some
mean that may a letter falleth? What's here? A letter? Tush?
It is not so? A letter written to Hieronimo. Red
ink for want of ank receive this bloody writ me Hath,
my hapless brother hid from THEE. Revenge thyself on bathosar

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and hem, for these were they that murdered thy son, Hieronimo.
Revenge Horatio's death and better fare than bel imperior doth
what means this unexpected miracle my unslain by Lorenzo and
the Prince? What cause had they Horatio to malign o?
What might move thee bel Imperia to accuse thy brother

(01:09:09):
had he been the mien Hieronimo. Beware thou art betrayed
and to entrap thy life. This train is laid. Advise
THEE therefore be not credulous. This is devised to endanger
THEE that thou by this Lorenzo shouldest accuse, and he
for thy dishonor done, should draw thy life in question

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in thy name and hate dear was the life of
my beloved son, and of his death behooves me be revenged.
Then has it not thine own, Hieronimo, but live to
effect thy resolution? I therefore will, by circumstances try what
I can gather to confirm this writ And hearkening near
the Duke of Castile's house, close if I can, with

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bel Imperia to listen more, But nothing.

Speaker 1 (01:09:57):
To be ray, Enterpadran God, Now Pedrongano.

Speaker 7 (01:10:02):
Now Hieronimo, where's thy lady?

Speaker 17 (01:10:05):
I know not? Here's my lord?

Speaker 1 (01:10:07):
Enter Lorenzo.

Speaker 10 (01:10:09):
How no, who's this Hieronimo?

Speaker 7 (01:10:12):
My lord?

Speaker 17 (01:10:13):
He asketh for my lady bell Imperia.

Speaker 10 (01:10:16):
What to do Hieronimo? The Duke my father hath upon
some disgrace or why removed her? Hence? But if it
be aught, I may inform her of tell me Hieronimo,
and I let her know it.

Speaker 7 (01:10:27):
Nay, nay, my Lord, I thank you, it shall not need.
I had a suit under her, but too late, and
her disgrace makes me unfortunate.

Speaker 10 (01:10:34):
Why so, Hieronimo use me.

Speaker 7 (01:10:36):
Oh no, my lord, I dare not. It must not be.
I humbly thank your lordship.

Speaker 10 (01:10:42):
Why then farewell my grief, No heart.

Speaker 7 (01:10:45):
My thoughts, no tongue can tell.

Speaker 10 (01:10:48):
Accep come hither, Pedrongano, seest.

Speaker 17 (01:10:51):
Thou this, my lord, I see it and suspect it too.

Speaker 10 (01:10:55):
This is that damned villain Serberine, that hath I fear
revealed Horatio's death.

Speaker 17 (01:11:01):
My lord, he could not twas so lately done. And
since he hath not left.

Speaker 10 (01:11:05):
My company, admit he have not. His conditions, such as
fear or flattering words, may make him false. I know
his humor, and therewith repent that e're I used him
in this enterprise. But Pedringano to prevent the worst, and
because I know thee secret as my soul. Here for
thy further satisfaction take thou.

Speaker 1 (01:11:26):
This gives him more gold, and hearken to me.

Speaker 10 (01:11:30):
Thus it is devised, this knight. Thou must and prithee
so resolve. Meet Serbareen at Saint Luigi's Park. Thou know'st
tis here hard by behind the house there, Take thy
stand and see thou strike him sure, for die he
must if.

Speaker 17 (01:11:47):
We do mean to live but how shall Serbareen be there?

Speaker 10 (01:11:50):
My Lord, let me alone. I'll send to him to
meet the Prince and me where thou must do this deed, It.

Speaker 17 (01:11:57):
Shall be done, my lord, it shall be done, And
thou go arm myself to meet him there.

Speaker 10 (01:12:02):
When things shall alter, as I hope they will, then
shalt thou mount. For this thou know'st my mind.

Speaker 1 (01:12:08):
Exit Pedrin Gano.

Speaker 10 (01:12:09):
Keela yeron enter page.

Speaker 22 (01:12:13):
My lord, go.

Speaker 10 (01:12:14):
Syrah to Serberine and bid him forthwith meet the Prince
and me at Saint Luigi's park behind the house this evening, boy,
I go, my lord, but Sarah, let the hour be
eight o'clock. Bid him not fail.

Speaker 1 (01:12:29):
I fly, my Lord accept now to confirm.

Speaker 10 (01:12:33):
The complot, thou hast cast of all these practices. I'll
spread the watch, upon precise commandment from the King strongly
to guard the place where Pederingano this knight shall murder
hapless Serberine. Thus must we work that will avoid distrust.
Thus must we practice to prevent mishap, And thus one
ill another must expulse this lie inquiry of Hieronimo, for

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bel Imperia breeds suspicion, and this suspicion bodes a further ill.
As for myself, I know my secret fault, and so
do they. But I have dealt for them. They that
for coin, their souls endangered. To save my life for coin,
shall venture theirs and better. It's that base companions die
than by their life to hazard are goodhaps, Nor shall

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they live for me to fear their faith. I'll trust myself.
Myself shall be my friend. For die they shall. Slaves
are ordained to no other end.

Speaker 1 (01:13:32):
Scene three, enter Pedrongano with a pistole.

Speaker 17 (01:13:36):
Now Pedringano, bid thy pistol, hold and hold on fortune
once more. Favor me, give but success to mine attempting spirit,
and let me shift for taking of mine aim. Here
is the gold, This is the gold proposed. It is
no dream that I adventure for. But Pedringano is possessed
thereof and he that would not strain his conscience for

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him that thus his liberal persons dretched unworthy such a
favor may he fail and wishing want when such as
I prevail. As for the fear of apprehension, I know,
if need should be, my noble Lord will stand between
me and ensuing harms. Besides, this place is free from
all suspect. Here therefore will I stay and take my

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stand enter the watch.

Speaker 12 (01:14:21):
We wonder much to what intent it is that we
are loose expressly charged to watch.

Speaker 5 (01:14:27):
Tis by commandment in the king's own name.

Speaker 14 (01:14:31):
But we will never want to watch in ward so
near the duke his brother's house.

Speaker 5 (01:14:35):
Before content yourself stand close this some oadd in't enter.

Speaker 23 (01:14:42):
Serbareene hey sabauren, attend and stay thy pace. For here
did Don Lorentzo's page a point that thou, by his
command shouldst meet with him? How fit a place if
one were so disposed, methinks this corner is too close
with one.

Speaker 17 (01:14:59):
Here comes the bird that I must seize upon now
pedron gano or never play the man.

Speaker 23 (01:15:05):
I wonder that his lordship stays so long? Or wherefore
should he send for me so late?

Speaker 17 (01:15:10):
For this suberine and now.

Speaker 1 (01:15:12):
Shalt have it shoots the dag, So there he lies.

Speaker 17 (01:15:17):
My promise is performed.

Speaker 12 (01:15:18):
Huh, gentlemen, this is a pistol shirt, and here.

Speaker 5 (01:15:23):
Is one slain Stay the murderer.

Speaker 17 (01:15:27):
Now, by the sorrows of the souls in hell he
strives with the watch who first lays hands on me,
I'll be his priest, srah, confess and there, imply the priest.

Speaker 14 (01:15:37):
Why hast thou unkindly killed the man?

Speaker 17 (01:15:40):
Why because he walked abroad so late?

Speaker 14 (01:15:43):
Come, sir, you have been better kept your bed than
have permitted his misdeeds so late.

Speaker 5 (01:15:48):
Come to the marshals with the murderer.

Speaker 12 (01:15:52):
Wound too, Hieronimo's help me here to bring the murdered
body with his.

Speaker 17 (01:15:57):
Stew Hieronimo, carry me before whom you will, whatever he be,
I'll answer him and you and do your worst, for
I defy you all accient.

Speaker 1 (01:16:10):
Scene four, Enter Lorenzo and Balthazar.

Speaker 8 (01:16:14):
How now, my lord?

Speaker 10 (01:16:15):
What makes you rise so soon fear of preventing armshaps
too late?

Speaker 8 (01:16:20):
What mischief is it that we not mistrust.

Speaker 10 (01:16:23):
Our greatest deals? We least mistrust, my lord, and inexpected
harms do hurt us most?

Speaker 8 (01:16:28):
Why tell me, Don Lorenzo, tell me man if aught
concerns our honor and your own.

Speaker 10 (01:16:34):
Nor you nor me, my lord, but both in one.
For I suspect, and the presumption's great that by those
base confederates in our fault touching the death of Don Horatio,
we are betrayed to old.

Speaker 8 (01:16:45):
Heronimo betrayed Lorenzo tush it cannot be.

Speaker 10 (01:16:50):
A guilty conscience urge with the thought of former evils
easily cannot err. I am persuaded, and persuade me not
that all's reveal to Eronimo, and therefore know that I
have cast it.

Speaker 1 (01:17:02):
Thus enter page.

Speaker 10 (01:17:04):
But here's the page.

Speaker 18 (01:17:05):
How now what news with thee my lord Serberine is slain?

Speaker 8 (01:17:10):
Who Serberen, my man, your highness is men.

Speaker 5 (01:17:14):
My lord speak page?

Speaker 10 (01:17:16):
Who murdered him?

Speaker 18 (01:17:17):
He that is apprehended for the fact, who patron Ghano.

Speaker 8 (01:17:22):
Is Serberen slain that loved his lord so well injurious
villain murderer of his friend.

Speaker 10 (01:17:29):
Hath peedron Gano murdered Serberine?

Speaker 12 (01:17:31):
My lord?

Speaker 10 (01:17:32):
Let me entreat you to take the pains to exasperate
and hasten his revenge with your complaints. Unto my lord
the King, this dead dissension breeds a greater doubt.

Speaker 8 (01:17:42):
Assure THEE don Lorenzo, he shall die, or else his
Highness hardly shall deny. Meanwhile, I'll haste the martial sessions
for die he shall for this his damning deed.

Speaker 1 (01:17:55):
Except Balthazar.

Speaker 10 (01:17:56):
Why so this fits our former policy, and thus experience
bids the wise to deal. I lay the plot. He
prosecutes the point I set the trap. He breaks the
worthless twigs and sees not that wherewith the bird was limbed. Thus,
hopeful men that mean to hold their own must look
like fowlers to their dearest friends. He runs to kill

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whom I have helped to catch, and no man knows
it was my reaching. Fetch tis hard to trust into
a multitude or any one, in mine opinion, when men
themselves their secrets will reveal.

Speaker 1 (01:18:29):
Enter a messenger with a letter.

Speaker 10 (01:18:32):
Boy, my lord, what's he?

Speaker 23 (01:18:35):
I have a letter to your lordship from whence from
Pegungano that's imprisoned.

Speaker 10 (01:18:40):
So he is imprisoned, then, I, my good lord, what
would he with us? He writes us here to stand
the good lord and help him in distress? Tell him
I have his letters, Noah's mind, and what we may
let him assure him off? Fellow begone, My boy shall follow.

Speaker 1 (01:18:57):
Thee exit messenger.

Speaker 10 (01:18:59):
This works like wax. Yet once more, try thy wits boy,
Go convey this purse to Pedringano. Thou know'st to prison closely,
give it him and be advised that none be thereabout.
Bid him be merry still but secret, And though the
martial sessions be to day. Bid him not doubt of
his delivery. Tell him his pardon is already signed, and

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thereon bid him boldly be resolved. For were he ready
to be turned off, as tis my will the uttermost
be tried, Thou with his pardon shalt attend him. Still,
Show him this box, tell him his pardon's int but
open it not. And if thou lovest thy life, but
let him wisely keep his hopes unknown. He shall not
want while Don Lorenzo lives away. I go, my lord,

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I run, But Sarah see that this be cleanly done.
Act such page now stands our fortune on a tickle point,
and now or never ends Lorenzo's doubts. One only thing
is unaffected yet, and that's to see the executioner. But
what end I list not trust the air with utterance
of our pretense. Therein for fear the privy whisperings of

(01:20:06):
the wind convey our words amongst unfriendly ears that lie
to open to advantages. A quell k voglio EO nasum
loosar nintendo EO quell me bastara axcep.

Speaker 1 (01:20:20):
Scene five and her boy with the box.

Speaker 24 (01:20:24):
My master hath forbidden me to look in this box,
and by my draft as likely if he had not
warned me, I should not have had so much idle
time for we meen's kind in our minority, alike women
in their uncertainty, that they are most forbidden, and they
will soonest attempt. So I now, by my bare honesty,

(01:20:50):
here's nothing but the bare empty box.

Speaker 8 (01:20:53):
Were it not sin.

Speaker 18 (01:20:55):
Against secrecy, I would say it were a piece of
gentlemanlike knavery. I must go to Pedringano and tell him
his pardon is in this box. Nay, I would have
sworn it had I not seen the contrary. I cannot
choose but smile to think how the villain will float

(01:21:15):
the gallows, scorn the audience, and descant on the hangman
and all, presuming of his pardon. From hence wilt not
be an odd jest for me to stand and grace
every jest he makes pointing my finger at this box,
as who would say, mock on, here's thy warrantst not
a scurvy jest that a man should jest himself to death,

(01:21:38):
alas poor pedron Gano, I am in a sort sorry
for thee. But if I should be hanged with thee
I cannot weep.

Speaker 1 (01:21:48):
Accept seene sex enter Hieronimo and the Deputy.

Speaker 7 (01:21:54):
Thus must we toil an other men's extremes, that know
not how to remedy our own, and do that justice
when unjustly we for all our wrongs can compass no redress.
But shall I never live to see the day that
I may come, by justice of the heavens, to know
the cause that may my chaos lay? This toils my body,

(01:22:15):
this consumeth age that only I to all men just
must be, and neither gods nor men be just.

Speaker 5 (01:22:23):
To me worthy, Hurralimo, your office asks a care to
punish such as do transgress.

Speaker 7 (01:22:31):
So is it my duty to regard his death, who,
when he lived, deserved my dearest blood. But come for
that we came for let's begin, For here lies that
which bids me to be gone.

Speaker 1 (01:22:42):
And her officers, Boy and Pedrin Gano, with a letter
in his hand bound.

Speaker 5 (01:22:48):
Bring forth the prisoner, for the court is set Gramercy boy.

Speaker 17 (01:22:54):
But it was time to come, for I had written
to my lord anew a nearer matter that concerneth him,
for fear his lordship had forgotten me. But sith he
hath remembered me so well. Come, come, come on, when
shall we to this gear?

Speaker 7 (01:23:08):
Stand forth, thou monster, murderer of men in hand, for
satisfaction of the world. Confess thy folly and repent thy fault,
for there's thy place of execution.

Speaker 17 (01:23:18):
This is short work, well to your martial ship. First
I confess, nor fear I death. Therefore I am the
man twas I slew serberene. But sir, then you think
this shall be the place where we shall satisfy.

Speaker 7 (01:23:31):
You for this gear, I pedigrano, Now I think not so,
peace impudent, for thou shalt find it so, for blood
with blood shall while I said as judge, be satisfied
and the law discharged. And though myself cannot receive the like,
yet will I see that others have their right dispatch

(01:23:51):
the faults approved and confessed, and by our law he
is condemned to die.

Speaker 2 (01:23:57):
Come on, sir, are you ready what.

Speaker 17 (01:24:00):
My fine officious knave to go to this gear? Oh, sir,
you are too forward. Thou wouldst fain furnish me with
a halter, to disfurnish me of my habit. So I
should go out of this gear my raiment into that
gear the rope. But hang, man, now I spy your knavery.
I'll not change without boot that's flat.

Speaker 2 (01:24:21):
Come sir, so then I must up no remedy.

Speaker 17 (01:24:27):
Yes, but there shall be for my coming down.

Speaker 2 (01:24:30):
And dade hair is a remedy for that?

Speaker 17 (01:24:33):
How be turned off?

Speaker 2 (01:24:36):
Why truly come, are you ready? I pray, sir? Dispatch?
The day goes away?

Speaker 17 (01:24:43):
What do you hang by the hour? If you do,
I may chance to break your old custom?

Speaker 2 (01:24:48):
Faith you have reason for I am like to break
your young neck.

Speaker 17 (01:24:54):
Dost thou mock me? Hang man, Pray God, I be
not preserved to break your knave's paid for this.

Speaker 2 (01:25:00):
Alas, sir, you are a foot to low to Rachel,
and I hope you will never grow so high.

Speaker 17 (01:25:08):
While I am in the office, Syrah does see yonder
boy with the box in his hand?

Speaker 2 (01:25:14):
What hey that points to it with his finger?

Speaker 17 (01:25:17):
Ay that companion?

Speaker 11 (01:25:19):
I know him not?

Speaker 4 (01:25:20):
But what of him?

Speaker 17 (01:25:22):
Dost thou think to live till his old doublet will
make thee a new.

Speaker 2 (01:25:25):
Truss ny and many a fair year after to tress
up many an honester man than either thou or Hey?

Speaker 17 (01:25:34):
What hath he in his box? Says thou thinkest.

Speaker 2 (01:25:37):
Faith, I cannot tell, nor I care not greatly. Methinks
you should rather hearken to your soul's health.

Speaker 17 (01:25:46):
Why syra hangman, I take it that that is good
for the body is likewise good for the soul. And
it may be in that box's balm for both.

Speaker 2 (01:25:55):
Oh will thou art even the merriest piece of man's
flash that I are grown at my office door?

Speaker 17 (01:26:04):
Is your roguery become an office with a knave's name.

Speaker 2 (01:26:07):
Aye, and that shall all thy witness. But say you
sail it with a thief's name.

Speaker 17 (01:26:14):
I prithee request this good company to pray with me.

Speaker 2 (01:26:18):
I marry, sir. This is a good motion on my masters.
You see, here's a good fellow.

Speaker 17 (01:26:26):
Nay, nay, now I remember me. Let them alone till
some other time. For now I have no great need.

Speaker 7 (01:26:32):
I have not seen a wretch so impudent o monstrous
times where murderers set so light, and with a soul
that should be shrined in heaven, solely delights in interdicted
things still wandering in the thorny passages that intercepts itself
of happiness murder, O bloody monster, God forbid of fault,
so foul should scape unpunished, despatch and see this execution done.

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This makes me to remember thee my son accent Hieronimo, nay.

Speaker 17 (01:27:02):
Soft, no haste?

Speaker 5 (01:27:04):
Why wherefore stay you have you hope of life?

Speaker 17 (01:27:09):
Why?

Speaker 22 (01:27:09):
Ahi as?

Speaker 17 (01:27:11):
How why Rascal buy my pardon from the king?

Speaker 2 (01:27:15):
Oh, stand you on that Dan, you shall off with
dath hm.

Speaker 1 (01:27:23):
He turns him off fla.

Speaker 5 (01:27:26):
So executioner convey him. Hence, but let his body be unburied.
Let not the earth be choked or infect with that
which heaven contends, and men neglect.

Speaker 1 (01:27:41):
Accient scene seven, Enter Hieronimo.

Speaker 7 (01:27:46):
Where shall I run to breathe abroad my woes? My woes?
Whose weight hath wearied the earth?

Speaker 17 (01:27:53):
Or mine?

Speaker 7 (01:27:53):
Exclaims that have surcharged the air with ceaseless plaints for
my deceased son. The blustering winds can, inspiring with my
words at my lament, have moved the leafless trees, disrobed
the meadows of their flowered green, made mountains marsh with
spring tides of my tears, and broken through the brazen
gates of hell. Yet still tormented is my tortured soul,

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with broken sighs and restless passions, that winged mount and
hovering in the air, beat at the windows of the
brightest heavens, soliciting for justice and revenge. But they are
placed in those imperial heights where countermerored with walls of diamond.
I find the place impregnable, and they resist my woes
and give my words no way.

Speaker 1 (01:28:36):
Enter Hangman with a letter.

Speaker 2 (01:28:38):
O Lord sir, God bless you, sir. The man sir
pedder God, Sir, Hey, that was so full of merry
conceits Well what of him, O, Lord sir? He went
the wrong way. The fellow had a fairer commission to
the contrary, sir. Here is his passport. I pray you, sir,

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we have done him wrong.

Speaker 7 (01:29:03):
I warrant thee give it me.

Speaker 2 (01:29:05):
You will stack between the gallows, and may ay ay,
I thank your Lord worship.

Speaker 1 (01:29:13):
Exit Hangman.

Speaker 7 (01:29:14):
And yet, though somewhat nearer me concerns, I will to
ease the grief that I sustain. Take truce with sorrow.
While I read on this, my lord, I write as
mine extremes required that you would labor my delivery. If
you neglect, my life is desperate, and in my death
I shall reveal the troth. You know, my lord, I
slew him for your sake, and was confederate with the prince,

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and you won by rewards and hopeful promises. I hope
to murder don Horatio too. Hope he'd a murder mine Horatio,
and act as in the accursed tragedy. Wast thou, Lorenzo Balthazzah,
and thou of whom my son my son deserved? So well?
What have I heard? What have mine eyes beheld? O,

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sacred heavens? May it come to pass that such a
monstrous and detested deed, so closely smothered and so long concealed,
shall thus by this be venged or revealed? Now see
I what I durst not? Then suspect that bel Imperia's
letter is not feigned nor faint she though falsely they
have wronged both her, myself, Horatio and themselves. Now may

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I make compare TwixT hers and this of every accident
I ne'er could find till now. And now, I, feeling THEE,
perceive they did what heaven unpunished would not leave. Oh,
false Lorenzo, are these thy flattering looks? Is this the
honor that them didst? My son and bathersa bane to
thy soul in me? Was this the ransom he reserved

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thee for woe to the cause of these constrained wars,
Woe to thy baseness and captivity, Woe to thy birth,
thy body, and thy soul, thy cursed father, and thy
conquered self and band with bitter execrations. Be the day
and place where he did pity thee. But wherefore waste
I mine? Unfruitful were words when nought, But blood will

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satisfy my woes. I'll go plain me to my lord
the King, and cry alout for justice through the court,
wearing the flints with these my withered feet, and either
purchased justice by entreats, or tire them all with my
revenging threats.

Speaker 1 (01:31:16):
Accept Scene eight. Enter Isabella and her maid.

Speaker 8 (01:31:23):
So that you say this.

Speaker 18 (01:31:24):
Herb will purge the eye, and this the head, Ah,
but none of them will purge the heart. No, there's
no medicine left for my disease, nor any physic to
recure the dead.

Speaker 1 (01:31:38):
She runs lunatic.

Speaker 18 (01:31:40):
Horatio, Oh, where's Horatio?

Speaker 12 (01:31:43):
Good?

Speaker 15 (01:31:44):
Madam, affrighten not thus yourself with outrage for your son Horatio.
He sleeps in quiet in the Elysian fields.

Speaker 18 (01:31:52):
Why did I not give you gowns and goodly things?
Bought you a whistle and whip stock too, to be
revenged on.

Speaker 15 (01:32:00):
Their villanies, Madam, these humors do torment my soul.

Speaker 1 (01:32:05):
My soul, poor soul.

Speaker 18 (01:32:08):
Thou talk'st of things? Thou knowest not what my soul hath?
Silver wings that mount me up unto the highest heavens.
To hen Ay, there sits my Horatio, back to a
troop of fiery cherubins, dancing about his newly heated wounds,
singing sweet hymns and chanting Henley notes rare harmony to

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greet his innocence. That died, I died a mirror in
our days. But say, where shall I find the men,
the murderers that slew Horatio? Whither shall I run to
find them out that murdered my son?

Speaker 1 (01:32:47):
Excient scene nine bell Imperia at a window?

Speaker 15 (01:32:52):
What means this outrage that is offered me? Why am
I thus sequested from the court?

Speaker 1 (01:32:59):
No notice?

Speaker 15 (01:33:01):
Shall I not know the cause of these my secret
and suspicious ills? Accursed brother, unkind murderer? Why bendest thou
thus thy mind to martyr me Hieronimo why writ I
of thy wrongs? Or why art thou so slack in
thy revenge? Andrea o Andrea that thou sawest me for

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thy friend Horatio handled thus and him for me thus
courseless murdered well force perforce, I must constrain myself to
patience and apply me to the time till heaven, as
I have hoped, shall set me free.

Speaker 16 (01:33:46):
And her Christophel come, Madame bel Imperia.

Speaker 1 (01:33:49):
This may not be accient, Saint hen enter Lorenzo, Balthazar
and the.

Speaker 10 (01:33:57):
Page boy talk no farther. Thus far things go well?
Thou art assured that.

Speaker 7 (01:34:03):
Thou sawest him dead or else, my Lord I live.

Speaker 10 (01:34:07):
Not that's enough as for his resolution and his end,
leave that to him with whom he saw johns now here.
Take my ring and give it Christophe, and bid him
let my sister be enlarged and bring her hither straight
accept page. This that I did was for a policy
to smooth and keep the murder's secret, which as a
nine days wonder being overblown, My gentle sister, will I

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now enlarge and.

Speaker 8 (01:34:32):
Time Lorenzo for my lord the duke you heard inquired
for her yester night, Why.

Speaker 10 (01:34:37):
My lord, I hope you heard me say sufficient reason
why she kept away. But that's all one my lord?

Speaker 12 (01:34:43):
You love her?

Speaker 10 (01:34:44):
Ay, then in your love beware deal cunningly salve all suspicions,
only soothe me up. And if she hap to stand
on terms with us as for her sweetheart, and concealment,
so jest for her gently under feign to jest? Are
things concealed that else would breed unrest?

Speaker 1 (01:35:02):
But here she comes enter val Imperia.

Speaker 25 (01:35:06):
Now, sister, no thou art no brother but an enemy?
Else wouldst thou not have used thy sister? So first
to affright me with thy weapons drawn, and with extremes
abuse my company, And then to harry me like Whirldwind's
rage amidst a crew of thy confederates, and clap me

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up where none might come at me, nor I at
any to reveal my wrongs. What madding fury did possess
thy wits?

Speaker 15 (01:35:39):
Or wherein is it that I offended?

Speaker 11 (01:35:41):
Thee?

Speaker 10 (01:35:42):
Advise you better, val Imperia, For I have done you
no disparagement unless by more discretion than deserved. I sought
to save your honor and mine own mine honor.

Speaker 15 (01:35:53):
While Lorenzo, wherein is it that I neglect my reputations,
so as you or any need to rescue it.

Speaker 10 (01:36:02):
His Highness and my father were resolved to come confer
with Old Geronimo concerning certain matters of a state that
by the Viceroy was determined, And.

Speaker 8 (01:36:11):
Wherein was my honor touched in that have patiencepel Imperia
hear the rest.

Speaker 10 (01:36:18):
Me next insighte his messenger they sent to give him
notice that they were so nigh now when I came
consorted with the Prince and unexpected in an arbor there
fan bell Imperia with Horatio. How then, I, then, remembering
that old disgrace which you, for don Andrea had endured
and now were likely longer to sustain by being found

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so meanly, accompanied thought rather, for I knew no ready
a mien to thrust Ratio forth my father's.

Speaker 8 (01:36:44):
Way and carry yon obscurely somewhere else, lest that His
Highness should have found you there.

Speaker 15 (01:36:50):
Even so, my lord and you are witnessed that this
is true, which he entreateth of you, gentle brother, for
this for my sake, and you, my lord, were made
his instrument a work of worth worthy the noting too.
But what's the cause that you concolded me?

Speaker 10 (01:37:11):
Since your melancholy, sister, since the news of your first favorite,
Don Andrea's death, my father's old wrath hath exasperate.

Speaker 8 (01:37:20):
And better wast for you, being in disgrace to absent
yourself and give his fury place.

Speaker 15 (01:37:27):
But why had I no notice of his ire that.

Speaker 10 (01:37:30):
Were to add more fuel to your fire? Who burnt
Legetna for Andrea's.

Speaker 8 (01:37:34):
Loss hath not?

Speaker 15 (01:37:35):
My father then inquired for me.

Speaker 1 (01:37:37):
Sister, he hath and thus excused I thee he whispereth
in her ear.

Speaker 10 (01:37:42):
But bel imperia, see the gentle prince, look on thy love.
Behold young Baltazzar, whose passions, by thy presence are increased,
and in whose melancholy thou mayst see thy hate, his love,
thy flight, his following.

Speaker 15 (01:37:56):
Thee brother, you are become an orator. I know not
I by what experience to politic for me past all
compare since last I saw you, but content yourself. The
Prince is meditating higher things.

Speaker 8 (01:38:12):
Tis of thy beauty, then that conquers kings of those
thy tresses Ariadne's twines. Wherewith my liberty thou hast surprised
of that thine ivory front my sorrow's map, wherein I
see no haven to rest my hope, to.

Speaker 15 (01:38:29):
Love and fear, and both at once, my Lord, in
my conceit, are things of more import than women's wits
are to be busied with.

Speaker 8 (01:38:39):
Tis I that love whom bel imperia.

Speaker 15 (01:38:43):
But I that fear whom bel imperia.

Speaker 10 (01:38:47):
Fear yourself, I brother, how.

Speaker 15 (01:38:51):
As those that what they love are loathe and fear
to lose.

Speaker 8 (01:38:56):
Then fair, let Balthasar your keeper.

Speaker 15 (01:38:59):
Be no Balthazar doth fear as well as we et
tremulo metui padom juncea to morrm es van uns Stoliday
prodigions upus.

Speaker 10 (01:39:10):
Nay, and you argue things so cunningly. We'll go continue
this discourse at court.

Speaker 8 (01:39:16):
Led by the load star of her heavenly looks. When's
poor oppressive Balthazar as o'er the mountains walks the wanderer
incertain to effect his pilgrimage.

Speaker 1 (01:39:28):
Accient scene eleven enter two portingaals, and Hieronimo meets them.

Speaker 7 (01:39:36):
A yuly, sir, tis neither as you think, nor as
you think, nor as you think you're wide. All these
slippers are not mine. They were my son, Horatio's, my son.
And what a sun a thing begot within a pair
of minutes thereabout a lump bred up in darkness, and
doth serve to ballast these like creatures we call women,

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And at nine months end creeps forth to light. What
is there Yetna's son to make a father doat rave
or run mad? Being born? It pouts, cries and breathes teeth.
What is there Yetna's son? He must be fed, be
taught to go and speak?

Speaker 4 (01:40:14):
Ay?

Speaker 7 (01:40:14):
Or yet why not a man love a calf as well,
or melt in passion or frisking kid as for a son.
Methinks a young bacon or a fine little smooth horse
colt should move a man as much as doth a son.
For one of these, in very little time will grow
to some good use. Whereas a son, the more he
grows in stature ends in years, the more unsquared, unbeveled

(01:40:37):
he appears, reckons his parents among the rank of fools,
strikes care upon their heads with his mad riots, makes
them look old before they meet with age. This is
a son, And what a loss? Were this considered truly? Oh?
But my Horatio grew out of reach of these insatiate humors.
He loved his loving parents. He was my comfort in

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his mother's joy. The very arm that did hold up
our house, our hopes were stored up in him. None
but a damned murderer could hate him. He had not
seen the back of nineteen year when his strong arm
on horse, the proud Prince Balthazar, and his great mind,
too full of honor, took him to his mercy, that
valiant but ignoble portingale. Well, heaven is heaven still, and

(01:41:23):
there is nemesis and furies and things called whips. And
they sometimes do meet with murderers. They do not always escape.
That is some comfort, aye, ay ay. And then time
steals on and steals and steals till violence leaps forth
like thunder wrapped in a ball of fire. And so
doth bring confusion to them all. Good leave have you, nay?

(01:41:46):
I pray you go, for I'll leave you if you
can leave me.

Speaker 12 (01:41:49):
So pray you.

Speaker 10 (01:41:51):
Which is the next way to my lord the Duke's
the next.

Speaker 7 (01:41:54):
Way from me to his house? We mean, oh hard
by tis yon house that you see?

Speaker 10 (01:42:00):
You could not tell us if his son were there.

Speaker 1 (01:42:02):
Who my Lord Lorenzo, Ay, sir, He goeth in at
one door and comes out at another.

Speaker 7 (01:42:09):
Oh forbear for other talk for us far fire were.
But if you be importunate to know the way to
him and where to find him out, then this to me,
I'll resolve your doubt. There is a path upon your
left hand side that leadeth from a guilty conscience unto
a forest of distrust and fear, a dark soon place
and dangerous to pass. There shall you meet with melancholy thoughts,

(01:42:33):
whose bareful humors, if you but uphold it will conduct
you to despair and death, Whose rocky cliffs, when you
have once beheld within a huge dale of lasting night,
that kindled with the world's iniquities, doth cast up filthy
and detested fumes. Not far from thence where murderers have
built a habitation for their cursed souls, there an a

(01:42:55):
brazen cauldron fixed by Jove in his fell wrath, upon
a self flame, yourselves shall find Lorenzo bathing him and
boiling lead and blood of innocence. Ha ha ha ha
ha ha why ha ha farewell good ha ha ha.

Speaker 1 (01:43:12):
Accent.

Speaker 10 (01:43:14):
Doubtless this man is passing lunatic or imperfection of his
age doth make him dot come. That's the way to
seek my lord, the.

Speaker 1 (01:43:22):
Duke Scene twelve. Enter Hieronimo with a poniard in one
hand and a rope in the other.

Speaker 7 (01:43:30):
Now, sir, perhaps I come and see the king. The
king sees me, and fain would hear my suit? Why
is not this a strange and celled seen thing that
standeth by with toys? Should strike me? Mute? Go too,
I see their ships and say no more, Hieronimo. Tis
time for thee to trudge down. By the dale that
flows with purple gore, standeth a fiery tower. There sits

(01:43:54):
a judge upon a seat of steel and molten brass,
and TwixT his teeth he holds a fire bread. And
that leads on to the lake where hell doth stand away. Hieronimo,
to him be gone, He'll do THEE justice for Horatio's death.
Turn down this path, thou shalt be with him straight
all this, and then thou needest not take thy breath

(01:44:16):
This way all that way. I soften fear, not so,
for if I hang, I'll kill myself. Let's know who
will revenge Horatio's MIRTHA Then no, no fie, no pardon me,
all none of that.

Speaker 1 (01:44:31):
He flings away the dagger and halter.

Speaker 7 (01:44:34):
This way I'll take and this way comes the King.

Speaker 1 (01:44:37):
He takes them up again.

Speaker 7 (01:44:39):
And here I'll have a fling at him. That's flat,
and Balthazar, I'll be with thee to bring and thee Lorenzo,
here's the king. Nay, stay and here I hear there
goes the hare away.

Speaker 1 (01:44:52):
Enter King, Ambassador Castile and Lorenzo.

Speaker 4 (01:44:57):
Now show ambassador what our viceroy said. Heth he received
the articles we sent.

Speaker 7 (01:45:03):
Justice, Oh justice to hear anymore?

Speaker 10 (01:45:06):
Back sease they're not. The king is busy, oh is he? So?

Speaker 4 (01:45:11):
Who is he that interrupts our business?

Speaker 7 (01:45:14):
Not I here animo, beware, go by, go.

Speaker 16 (01:45:17):
By, renowned King, he hath received and read thy kingly
prophets and thy promised league. And as a man extremely
overjoyed to hear his son so princely entertained, whose death
he had so solemnly bewailed this for thy further satisfaction
in kingly love, he kindly lets THEE know first for
the marriage of his princely son with bel Imperia, thy

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beloved niece. The news are more delightful to his soul
than me or incense to the offended heavens in person.
Therefore will he come himself to see the marriage right solemnized,
and in the presence of the court of Spain, to
knit a sure, inextricable band of kingly love and everlasting
league betwixt the crowns of Spain and Portingal. There will

(01:45:59):
he give his crown to Balthazar and make a queen
of bel Imperia.

Speaker 4 (01:46:03):
Brother, How like you this ol viceroys love no doubt,
my lord.

Speaker 12 (01:46:09):
It is an argument of honorable care to keep his
friend and wondrous Zeal a balt desire his son. Nor
am I least indebted to his grace that bends by
liking to my daughter.

Speaker 16 (01:46:22):
Thus, now last dreadlord, here hath his Highness sent, although
he said not that his son returned his ransom due
to Don Horatio.

Speaker 4 (01:46:31):
Horatio who calls Horatio and well remembered, Thank his majesty
here see it given to a racio.

Speaker 7 (01:46:39):
Justice. Oh justice, Justice, gentle king.

Speaker 4 (01:46:43):
Who is that Hieronimo?

Speaker 7 (01:46:46):
Justice, Oh justice, Oh my son, my son, my son
whom knock can ransom or redeem?

Speaker 10 (01:46:51):
Hieronimo, You are not well advised.

Speaker 7 (01:46:55):
Away, Lorenzo. Hinder me no more, for thou hast made
me bankrupt of my bliss. Give me my son. You
shall not ransom him away.

Speaker 1 (01:47:03):
I'll rip the bowels of the earth he diggeth with
his dagger.

Speaker 7 (01:47:07):
Then very over to the Allegian plains, and bring my
son to show his deadly wounds.

Speaker 20 (01:47:12):
Stand from about me.

Speaker 7 (01:47:13):
I'll make a pickaxe of my poniard, and here surrender
up my marshalship, for I'll go marshal up the fiends
in hell to be avenged on you all for this.

Speaker 4 (01:47:23):
What means, this outrage? Will none of you restrain his fury?

Speaker 7 (01:47:28):
Nay, soft and fair, you shall not need to strive
for needs.

Speaker 4 (01:47:32):
Must he go that the devils drive accept what accident
hath happened Hereonimo, I have not seen him to demean him.

Speaker 10 (01:47:40):
So, my gracious lord, he is with extreme pride, conceived
of young Horatio his son, and competous of having to
himself the ransom of the young Prince Balthazar distract and
inner manner lunatic.

Speaker 4 (01:47:52):
Believe me, nephew, we are sorry for it. This is
the love that father spare their sons. But gentle brother,
go give to him this gold the princess ransom. Let
him have his due for what he hath for rature
shall not want haply, Hieronimo hath need thereof.

Speaker 10 (01:48:11):
But if he be thus helplessly distract tis requisite his
office be resigned and given to one of more discussion.

Speaker 4 (01:48:18):
We shall increase his melancholy soul dispassed, that we see
further in it. First till when ourself will hold extempt
the place. And brother. Now bring in the ambassador, that
he may be a witness of the match TwixT Baltasar
and bill Imperia, and that we may prefix a certain
time wherein the marriage shall be solemnized, that we may

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have thy Lord, the Viceroy heir there.

Speaker 16 (01:48:44):
In your highness highly shall content his majesty that longs
to hear from hence on.

Speaker 4 (01:48:49):
Then and hear your Lord Ambassador.

Speaker 1 (01:48:52):
Accient Scene twelve A enter Jaqui's and Pedro.

Speaker 14 (01:48:58):
Oh, wonder Aedro, why our master thus at midnight sends
us with our torture's light, when man and bird and
beast are all at rest, save those that watch for
rape and bloody murder.

Speaker 19 (01:49:09):
Oh, Jacques, know thou that our master's mind is much
distraught since his Horatio died, and now his aged years
should sleep and rest his heart and quiet, like a
desperate man grows lunatic and childish for his son. Sometimes,
as he dot that his table sit, he speaks as
if Horatio stood by him. Then, starting in a rage,

(01:49:31):
falls on the earth, cries out, Horatio, where is my Horatio?
So that with extreme grief and cutting sorrow, there is
not left in him one inch of man? See where
he comes?

Speaker 1 (01:49:43):
Enter Hieronimo.

Speaker 7 (01:49:45):
I pry through every crevice of each wall, look on
each tree, and search through every break. Beat at the bushes,
stamp our grand amars, dive in the water, and stare
up to heaven. Yet cannot I behold myself on Horatio?
How now? Who's there? Spirits? Spirits?

Speaker 19 (01:50:04):
We are your servants that attend you, sir?

Speaker 7 (01:50:07):
What make you with your torches in the dark?

Speaker 19 (01:50:09):
You bid us light them and attend you here?

Speaker 7 (01:50:12):
No, no, you are deceived. Not I you are deceived?
Was I so mad to bid you light your torches? Now?
Light me your torches? At the mid of noon, when
as the sun God rides in all his glory, light
me your torches.

Speaker 19 (01:50:25):
Then then we burn daylight.

Speaker 7 (01:50:28):
Let it be burnt.

Speaker 9 (01:50:30):
Night.

Speaker 7 (01:50:30):
Is a murderous slut that would not have her treasons
to be seen and yonder pale faced he cat there.
The moon doth give consent to that is done in
her darkness. And all those stars that gaze upon her
face are aglets on her sleeve, pins on her train.
And those that should be powerful and divine do sleep

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in darkness when they most should shine.

Speaker 19 (01:50:54):
Provoke them, not, fair, sir, with tempting words. The heavens
are gracious, and your miseries and sorrows make you speak.

Speaker 7 (01:51:00):
You know not what villain thou liest, and thou dost
not for tell me I am mad, thou liest, I
am not mad. I know thee to be Pedro and
he jaquis. I'll prove it to thee. And were I'm mad,
how could I? Where was she that same night when
my Horatio was murdered? She should have shown searched thou

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the book. Had the moon shone in my boy's face,
there was a kind of grace that I know, Nay,
I do know. Had the murderer seen him, his weapon
would have fallen and cut the earth, had he been
framed of naught but blood and death. Alack, when mischief
doth it knows not, what what shall we say to mischief?

Speaker 18 (01:51:44):
Enter Isabella, dear Hieronimo, Come in adoors. Oh seek not
means so to increase thy sorrow.

Speaker 7 (01:51:52):
Indeed, Isabella, we do nothing here. I do not cry,
ask Pedro and ask jaquis not I? Indeed we are
very merry, very merry.

Speaker 8 (01:52:05):
How be merry?

Speaker 18 (01:52:06):
Here? Be merry? Here?

Speaker 9 (01:52:09):
Is not this the place?

Speaker 18 (01:52:10):
And this the very tree where my Horatio died, where
he was murdered was?

Speaker 7 (01:52:18):
Do not say what? Let her weep it out? This
was the tree I said it of a colonel. And
when our hot spain could not let it grow, but
that the infant in the human sap began to wither
duly twice a morning, would I be sprinkling it with
fountain water. At last it grew and grew, and bore

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and tore to let the length. It grew a gallows
and did bear our son. It bore thy fruit and mine,
Oh wicked wicked plant.

Speaker 1 (01:52:49):
One knocks within at the door.

Speaker 4 (01:52:53):
See who knocked there?

Speaker 19 (01:52:54):
It is a painter.

Speaker 7 (01:52:55):
Sir, bid him come in and paint some comfort, For
surely this is no lives but painted comfort. Let him
come in. One knows not what may chance God's will
that I should set this tree. But even so, Master's
ungrateful servants rear from naught, and then they hate them
that did bring them up Enter the painter.

Speaker 12 (01:53:17):
God, bless you, sir.

Speaker 7 (01:53:19):
Wherefore why thou scornful villain? How where or by what
means should I be blessed?

Speaker 8 (01:53:26):
What wouldst thou have, good fellow justice, Madam?

Speaker 7 (01:53:31):
Oh, ambitious beggar? Wouldst thou have that that lives not
in the world? Why all the undealt minds cannot buy
an ounce of justice? Tis a jewel so inestimable. I
tell thee God hath engrossed all justice in his hands,
and there is none but what comes from him.

Speaker 12 (01:53:51):
Oh, then I see that God must right me for
my murdered son.

Speaker 7 (01:53:56):
How was thy son murdered?

Speaker 12 (01:53:58):
Ay, sir? No man did hold his son?

Speaker 8 (01:54:01):
So dear what not as thine?

Speaker 7 (01:54:05):
That's a lie, as massy as the earth. I had
a son whose least unvalued hair did weigh a thousand
of thy sons, and he was murdered.

Speaker 12 (01:54:14):
Alas, Sir, I had no more than he.

Speaker 7 (01:54:18):
Nor I But this same one of mine was worth
a legion. But all is one. Pedro Jacui's go in
a doors, Isabella, go and this good fellow here, and
I will range this hideous orchard up and down, like
to two lions wreathed of their young. Go in a doors, I.

Speaker 1 (01:54:36):
Say, accient the painter, and he sits down.

Speaker 7 (01:54:41):
Come, let's talk wisely?

Speaker 19 (01:54:43):
Now?

Speaker 7 (01:54:44):
Was thy son murdered?

Speaker 12 (01:54:45):
Ay, sir, so is mine?

Speaker 7 (01:54:49):
How dost take it that thou not sometimes mad? Is
there no tricks that comes before thine eyes? O?

Speaker 12 (01:54:56):
Lord? Yes, sir.

Speaker 7 (01:54:58):
Not a painter canst paint me a tear or a wound,
a groan or a sigh. Can'st paint me such a
tree as this?

Speaker 12 (01:55:06):
Sir? I'm sure you have heard my painting.

Speaker 8 (01:55:10):
My name's Bizardo Bazardo.

Speaker 7 (01:55:13):
A fore God an excellent fellow. Look you, sir, do
you see? I'd have you paint me for my gallery,
and your oil colors matted and draw me five years
younger than I am? Do you see, sir? Let five
years go? Let them go, like the marshal of Spain.
My wife Isabella standing by me with a speaking look
to my son Horatio, which should intend to this or

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some such like purpose. God bless thee my sweet son,
and my hand leaning upon his head. Thus, sir, do
you see?

Speaker 5 (01:55:46):
May it be done very well?

Speaker 12 (01:55:48):
Sir?

Speaker 2 (01:55:49):
Nay?

Speaker 7 (01:55:50):
I pray mock me, sir, Then, sir, would I have
you paint me this tree, this very tree, canst paint
a doleful crymly, sir? Nay it should cry, but all
is one? Will sir, paint me a youth run through
and through with villain's swords hanging upon this tree? Canst
thou draw a murderer?

Speaker 12 (01:56:11):
I'll warrant you, sir, I have the pattern of the
most notorious villains that ever lived in old Spain.

Speaker 7 (01:56:19):
Oh, let them be worse, worse, stretch thine art, and
that their beards be of judas his own color, and
that their eyebrows jutty over. In any case, observe that, then, sir,
after some violent noise, bring me forth, in my shirt
and my gown under mine arm, and my torch in
my hand, and my sword reared up thus and with

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these words? What noise is this? Who calls here on him?

Speaker 4 (01:56:43):
All?

Speaker 7 (01:56:44):
May it be done?

Speaker 12 (01:56:46):
Ye, sir?

Speaker 7 (01:56:47):
Well, sir, then bring me forth, Bring me through alley
and alley still, with the distracted countenance going along, And
that my hair heave up my night cap. Let the
clouds scowl, make the moon dark, the stars extinct, the
wind's blowing the bells tolling, the owls shrieking, the toads croaking,
the minutes jarring, and the clock striking twelve. And then

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at last, sir, starting, behold a man hanging and tottering
and tottering, as you know the wind will wave a man,
and I with a trice to cut him down, and
looking upon him, by the advantage of my torch, find
it to be my son, Horatio. There may you show
a passion. There you may show a passion. Draw me

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like old Priam of Troy, crying the house is a fire.
The house is a fire, as the torch over my head.
Make me curse, make me rave, make me cry, make
me mad, make me well again, make me curse hell,
invocate heaven, and in the end leave me in a trance,
and so forth.

Speaker 12 (01:57:51):
And is this the end?

Speaker 11 (01:57:53):
Oh?

Speaker 7 (01:57:53):
No, there is no end. The end is death and madness.
As I am never better than when I am mad,
then methinks I am a brave fellow. Then I do wonders,
But reason abuseth me. And there's the torment, there's the hell.
At the last, sir, bring me to one of the murderers.

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Were he as strong as Hector, thus would I tear
and drag him up and down.

Speaker 1 (01:58:20):
He beats the painter in, then comes out again with
a book in his hand. Scene thirteen. Enter Hieronimah with
a book in his hand.

Speaker 7 (01:58:30):
Win dicta mihi ay, heaven will be revenged of every ill,
nor will they suffer murder unrepaid. Then stay hi ernimou
attend their will, for mortal men may not appoint their time.
Perslis sempertutem est chili ribus eater, strike and strike home

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where wrong is offered, thee for evils unto ills conductors
be and death's the worst of resolution that thanks with
patience to contend to quiet life, his life shall easily end.
Fatasi misorros yuvant harbez salutem fata see wheatum nej aunt

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harbez sepulcrum. If destiny thy miseries do ease, then hast
thou health and happy thou shalt be. If destiny deny
thee life heeronymo, yet shalt thou be assured of a tomb.
If neither yet, let this thy comfort be, heaven covereth
him that hath no burial. And to conclude, I will

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revenge his death. But how not as the vulgar wits
of men with open but inevitable ills, as by a
secret yet a certain mean, which under kinship will be cloaked.
Best wise men will take their opportunity closely and safely,
fitting things to time, But in extremes advantage hath no time,

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and therefore all times fit not for revenge. Thus therefore
will I rest me in unrest, dissembling, quiet, in unquietness,
not seeming that I know their villainies, that my simplicity
may make them think that ignorantly I will let all
slip for ignorance, I WoT and well they know remedium

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mellorum in nurse est nor aught avails at me to
menace them, who, as a wintry storm upon a plain,
will bear me down with their nobility. No, no herony, Mo,
Thou must enjoin thine eyes to observation, and thy tongue
to milder speeches than thy spirit affords, Thy heart to patience,

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and thy hands to rest, thy cap to courtesy, and
thy knee to bow till to revenge.

Speaker 1 (02:00:48):
Thou know when where and how a noise within?

Speaker 7 (02:00:54):
How now?

Speaker 9 (02:00:54):
What noise?

Speaker 7 (02:00:55):
What coil is that you keep?

Speaker 1 (02:00:58):
Enter a servant.

Speaker 23 (02:01:00):
There are a sort of poor petitioners that are importunate,
and it shall please you, sir, that you should plead
their cases to the King.

Speaker 7 (02:01:08):
That I should plead their several actions. Well, let them enter,
and let me see them enter.

Speaker 1 (02:01:13):
Three citizens and an old man sue.

Speaker 12 (02:01:16):
I tell you this for learning and for law. There
is not any advocate in Spain that can prevail or
will take half the pain that he will in pursuit
of equity.

Speaker 7 (02:01:27):
Come near, you, men that thus importune me aside. Now
must I bear a face of gravity? For thus I
used before my mascleship to plead in causes as corregador.
Come on, sirs, what's the matter, sir?

Speaker 9 (02:01:41):
An action of battery, mine of debt?

Speaker 7 (02:01:45):
Give place?

Speaker 5 (02:01:47):
No, sir, mine is an action of the case, mine ejection?

Speaker 7 (02:01:54):
Content you, sirs? Are you determined that I should plead
your several actions?

Speaker 5 (02:01:58):
Ay, sir, And here declaration, and here's my band, and
here's my lace.

Speaker 1 (02:02:04):
They give him papers.

Speaker 7 (02:02:06):
But wherefore stands yon, silly man, so mute, with mournful
eyes and hands to heaven, upreared, come here the father.

Speaker 5 (02:02:13):
Let me know thy cause, Oh worthy, sir, my cause
but slightly known may move the hearts of warlike miramadons,
and melt the corsic rocks with rueful tears.

Speaker 7 (02:02:29):
Say, father, tell me what's thy suit?

Speaker 5 (02:02:32):
No, sir, could my woes give way unto my most
distressful words? Then should I not in paper as you
see with ink bewray? What blood began in me?

Speaker 7 (02:02:48):
What's here? The humble supplication of Don bozzolto for his
murdered son, I sir, No, sir, it was my murdered son. Oh,
my son, my son, Oh my son, Horatio, but mine
or thine bosolto be content. Here, take my hand kerchief
and wipe thine eyes whilst wretched I in thy mishaps,

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may see the lively portrait of my dying self.

Speaker 1 (02:03:12):
He drieth out a bloody napkin.

Speaker 7 (02:03:15):
Oh no, not this, Horatio, This was thine, and when
I died it in thy dearest blood. This was a
token TwixT thy soul and me, that of thy death revenged.
I should be. But here take this and this what
my purse? I? This and that and all of them
are thine for all as one are our extremities.

Speaker 12 (02:03:36):
Oh see the kindness of Hiddonymo.

Speaker 5 (02:03:39):
This gentleness shows him a gentleman.

Speaker 7 (02:03:43):
See see oh, see thy shame, Hieronimo. See here a
loving father to his son. Behold the sorrows and the
sad laments that he delivereth for his son's decease. If
love's affects so strive and lesser things, If love and
for such moods and meaner wits, If love express such
power in poorer estates, Hi Ronimou, when as a raging

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sea tossed with the wind and tide overturneth, then the
upper billow's course of waves to keep, whilst lesser water's
labor in the deep. Then shemest thou nought Hironimo to
neglect the sweet revenge of thy Horatio, though on this
earth justice will not be found. Al boun to Hell,
and in this passion knock at the dismal gaits of

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Pluto's court, getting by force, as once Alcaydes did a
troop of furies and tormenting hags to torture Don Lorenzo
and the rest. Yet, lest the triple headed porter should
deny my passage to the slimy strand the Thracian poet,
thou shalt counterfeit. Come on, old father, be my Orpheus,
and if thou canst no notes upon the harp, then

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sound the burden of thy sore heart's grief till we
do gain that Proserpine may grant revenge on them that
murdered my son. Then will I rent and tear them thus,
and thus bring their limbs and pieces with my teeth.

Speaker 1 (02:05:02):
Tears the papers, Oh sir, my declaration, Exit Hieronimo, and
they after save my bond, enter Hieronimo, save my bond.

Speaker 14 (02:05:16):
All laugh, my lise. It cost me ten pound, and you,
my lord, have torn the.

Speaker 7 (02:05:21):
Same that cannot be I gave it, never a wound.
Show me one drop of blood fall from the same.
How is it possible I should slay it? Then tush
no run after catch me if you can.

Speaker 1 (02:05:34):
Acient all but the old man Basulto remains till Hreranimo
enters again, who's staring him in the face, speaks, and that.

Speaker 7 (02:05:43):
Thou come Harasio from the death to ask for justice
in this upper earth, to tell thy father thou art unrevenged.
To wring more tears from Isabella's eyes, whose lights are
dimmed with over long laments. Go back, my son, complain
to Acus, for here is no justice, gentle boy, begone,

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for justice is exited from the earth. Hieronimo will bear
thee company. Thy mother cries on righteous radamant for just
revenge against the murderers.

Speaker 5 (02:06:14):
Alas, my lord, what springs this troubled speech?

Speaker 7 (02:06:19):
But let me look on my Horatio, sweet boy, how
art thou changed in death's black shade, had proserpine no
pity on thy youth, but suffered thy fair crimson colored
spring with withered winter to be blasted. Thus, Horatio, Thou
art older than thy father, ah ruthless fate that favor
thus transforms.

Speaker 5 (02:06:41):
Ah, my good Lord, I am not your young son.

Speaker 7 (02:06:46):
What not my son? Thou than a furyat sent from
the empty kingdom of black Knight to summon me to
make appearance before grim minos and just rhadamant to plague
Hieronimo that is remiss and seeks not vengeance for Horatio's death.

Speaker 5 (02:07:02):
I am a grieved man and not a ghost that
came for justice for my murdered son.

Speaker 7 (02:07:11):
Ay, now I know thee. Now thou namest thy son.
Thou art the lively image of my grief within thy
face my sorrows, I may see thy eyes are gumed
with tears. Thy cheeks are wan, thy forehead troubled, and
thy muttering lips murmur sad words abruptly broken off by
force of windy sighs. Thy spirit breathes, and all this

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sorrow riseth for thy son and self same sorrow feel
I for my son. Come in, old man, Thou shalt
to Isabel lean on my arm, I thee thou me
shalt stay, and thou and I and she will sing
a song three parts in one, but all of discords framed.

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Talk not of chords. But let us now be gone,
for with the chord Horatio was slain.

Speaker 1 (02:08:02):
Scene fourteen. Enter King of Spain, the Duke Viceroy and
Lorenzo Balthazar, Don Pedro and bel Imperia.

Speaker 4 (02:08:11):
Go brother tis the Duke of Castile's cause, salute the
Viceroy in our name.

Speaker 22 (02:08:18):
I go go forth, Don Pedro, for thy nephew's sake,
and greet the Duke of Castile.

Speaker 4 (02:08:24):
It shall be so, and now to meet these Portuguese
for as we now are as so sometimes were these
kings and commanders of the Western Indies. Welcome brave Viceroy
to the court of Spain, and welcome all his honorable
train tis not unknown to us. For why you come

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or have so kingly crossed the seas sufficeth it. In
this we note the troth and more than common love
you lend to us. So is it that mine, honorable niece,
For it beseems us now that it be no alreadies
betrothed to Baltassar, and my appointment and our condescent to morrow?

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Are they to be married? To this intent? We entertain thyself,
thy followers, their pleasure, and our peace. Speak, men of portingal,
shall it be so? If aye say so?

Speaker 22 (02:09:20):
If not, say flatly no, renurmed King, I come not
as thou think'st with doubtful followers, unresolv'd men, but such
as have upon thine articles confirm'd thy motion and contented
me no Sovereign, I come to solemnize the marriage of
thy beloved Nie Fair bel Imperia, with my Balthazar, with Thee,

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my son, whom sith I live to see here take
my crown, I give it her and Thee, and let
me live a solitary life in ceaseless prayers. To think,
how strangely heaven hath THEE preserv'd.

Speaker 4 (02:09:53):
See brother, see how nature strives in him, come worthy,
vistroy and accompany thy friend with thine extremities. A place
more private fits this princely mode, or.

Speaker 22 (02:10:06):
Here, or where Johannes thinks it good?

Speaker 1 (02:10:09):
Accian all but castile and Lorenzo Scene fifteen Castile Lorenzo.

Speaker 12 (02:10:17):
Nay, stay, Lorenzo. Let me talk with you, seest thou
this entertainment of these.

Speaker 10 (02:10:23):
Kings, I do, my lord, and joy to see the same.

Speaker 12 (02:10:27):
And knowst thou why this meeting is for her, my lord.

Speaker 10 (02:10:31):
Whom Balthaszar doth love, and to confirm their promised marriage.
She is thy sister who bel imperia I, my gracious lord,
and this is the day that I have longed so
happily to see Thou.

Speaker 6 (02:10:43):
Wouldst be load that any vote of thine should intercept
her in her happiness?

Speaker 10 (02:10:48):
Heavens will not let Lorenzo air so much?

Speaker 6 (02:10:52):
Why then, Lorenzo, listen to my words. It is suspected
and reported do that thou Lorenzo wrongest Hieronimo, and in
his suits towards his majesties two keep'st him back and
seek'st to cross his suit. That I, my Lord, I
tell thee son myself have heard it said, when to

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my sorrow, I have been ashamed to answer for THEE.
Though thou art my son, Lorenzo, nurst thou not the
common love and kindness that Eroonimo hath won by his
deserts within the court of Spain. Or seest thou not
the king my brother's care in his behalf and to
procure his health? Lorenzo should thou thwart his passions, and

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he exclaim against THEE to the king, what honor wort
in this assembly? Or what a scandal wort among the kings?
To hear honmor exclaim on THEE? Tell me, and look
thou tell me truly too. Whence grows the ground of
this report in court, my.

Speaker 10 (02:11:58):
Lord, it lies not in lorene Zo's power to stop
the vulgar liberal of their tongue. A small advantage makes
a water breach, and no man lives that long contenteth All.

Speaker 6 (02:12:08):
Myself have seen me busy to keep back him and
his supplications from the king.

Speaker 10 (02:12:14):
Yourself, my lord, had seen his passions that ill beseemed
the presence of a king, And for I pity to
him in his distress, I held him thence with kind
and courteous words, as free from malice to Hieronimo as
to my soul.

Speaker 12 (02:12:26):
My Lord, Hieronimo, my son mistakes thee, then.

Speaker 10 (02:12:31):
My gracious father believe me, so he doth. But what's
a silly man distract in mind to think upon the
murder of his son alas how easy is it for
him to err? But for his satisfaction and the world's
tow are good, my Lord, that Hieronimo and I were reconciled.

Speaker 12 (02:12:46):
If he misconster me, Lorenzo, thou hast said it shall
be so he're what of you, and call Hieronimo.

Speaker 1 (02:12:54):
Enter Balthazar and bel Imperia.

Speaker 8 (02:12:57):
Come bel Imperia, Balthasar's content, my sorrow's ease, and sovereign
of my bliss sith Heaven hath ordained thee to be mine.
Disperse those clouds and melancholy looks, and clear them up
with those thy, sun bright eyes, wherein my hope and
Heaven's fair beauty lies.

Speaker 15 (02:13:16):
My looks, my Lord, are fitting for my love, which
new begun can show no brighter yet.

Speaker 8 (02:13:23):
New kindled flames should burn as morning sun, but not.

Speaker 15 (02:13:27):
Too fast, least heat and all be done.

Speaker 8 (02:13:31):
I see, my Lord, my father, truth, my love I'll
go salute him.

Speaker 12 (02:13:36):
Welcome Baltazzah, Welcome bray Prince, the pledge of Castile's peace.
And welcome bel Imperia. How now, girl, why comest thou
sadly to salute us thus condemned thyself? For I am satisfied.
It is not now as when Andrea lived. We are

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forgotten and forgiven that, and thou graced with a happier love.
But Baltazar, here comes Hieronimo. I'll have a word with him.

Speaker 1 (02:14:07):
Enter Hieronimo, and a servant.

Speaker 7 (02:14:10):
And where's the Duke yonder Ivenzo. What new device have
they devised? Trao pocasplabra smiled as a lamb?

Speaker 12 (02:14:19):
Is it?

Speaker 7 (02:14:19):
I will be revenged. No, I am not the man.

Speaker 12 (02:14:23):
Welcome Hieronimo.

Speaker 10 (02:14:25):
Welcome Hieranimo.

Speaker 8 (02:14:26):
Welcome Hieronimo.

Speaker 7 (02:14:28):
My lords, I thank you for Harasio, Hieronimo.

Speaker 12 (02:14:32):
The reason that I sent to speak with you?

Speaker 11 (02:14:34):
Is this?

Speaker 7 (02:14:35):
What so short? Then I'll be gone, I thank you
for it.

Speaker 12 (02:14:39):
Nay, stay here, Onimo, go call him son, Hieronimo, my father.

Speaker 7 (02:14:45):
Craig's a word with you with me, sir, Why, my lord,
I thought you had done now aside what.

Speaker 12 (02:14:52):
He had Hieronimo, I hear you find yourself aggrieved at
my son because you have not access under the king,
and say it is he that intercepts your suits.

Speaker 7 (02:15:03):
Why is not this a miserable thing?

Speaker 6 (02:15:05):
My Lord Heronimo, I hope you have no cause, and
would be loathed that one of your deserts should once
have reason to suspect my son, considering how I think
of you myself, your.

Speaker 7 (02:15:17):
Son Lorenzo, oh, my noble lord, the hope of Spain,
myn honorable friend, grant me the combat of them.

Speaker 1 (02:15:25):
If they dare draws out his sword, I'll.

Speaker 7 (02:15:28):
Meet him face to face to tell me. So these
be the scandalous reports of such as love not me
and hate my lord too much? Should I suspect Lorenzo
or prevent a cross my suit that loved my son
so well? My Lord? I am ashamed, it should be.

Speaker 10 (02:15:44):
Said, Hieronimo, I never gave you cause.

Speaker 7 (02:15:47):
My good lord, I know you did not.

Speaker 12 (02:15:51):
There then pause, and for the satisfaction of the world,
Heronimo frequent my Hermley house, the Duke of Castile, SIPRI's
ancient seat. And when thou wilt use me my son
and it but here before Prince Baltazar and me embrace
each other and be perfect friends.

Speaker 7 (02:16:13):
I marry my lord and shall friends, quoth he see,
I'll be friends with you all, especially with you, my
lovely lord, for diverse causes. It is fit for us
that we be friends the world suspicious, and men may
think what we imagine.

Speaker 8 (02:16:29):
Not why this is friendly?

Speaker 10 (02:16:32):
Done hieronimo, and that I hope, Oh the grudges are forgot?

Speaker 7 (02:16:36):
What else it were a shame, it would not be so.

Speaker 12 (02:16:40):
Come on here on the mow with my request. Let
us entreat your company to day.

Speaker 7 (02:16:46):
Accent your lordship's to command. Pah, keep your way, Kim
ifup you coretsee Canan Souoli tra de too miha O
tradr Mibioli.

Speaker 1 (02:16:58):
Accet Scene sixteen and her Ghost and Revenge.

Speaker 26 (02:17:05):
Owake Carrieth though Cerberus awake, solicit Pluto, Gentle Proserpine to
combat Agiron and Erebus for ne'er by Styx and flaggethon
in Hell or varied Kron to the Fiery Lake. Such

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fearful sights as poor Andrea sees.

Speaker 27 (02:17:31):
Revenge awake awake for why awake revenge for thou art
Ill advisedt to sleep awake what them art want to.

Speaker 3 (02:17:45):
Watch content thyself, and do not trouble me.

Speaker 2 (02:17:50):
Awake revenge if love, as love hath had have yet
the power of prevalence in hell, Hieronymore with loren So,
is joined in league and intercepts our passage to revenge.
Awake revenge, or we are woe begone.

Speaker 3 (02:18:11):
Thus world things ground what they have dreamed upon. Content thyself, Andrea,
though I sleep yet is my mood soliciting their souls,
sufficeth thee that poor Hieronimo cannot forget his son Horatio,
nor dies revenge although he sleep awhile for an unquiet

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quietness is faint, and slumbering is a commonwealthy. While behold
Andrea for an instance, how revenge hath slept? And then
imagine now what tis to be subject to destiny?

Speaker 2 (02:18:49):
Enter a dumb show, awake revenge, reveal this mystery.

Speaker 22 (02:18:56):
Hello the two.

Speaker 3 (02:18:58):
First the nuptial tore torches bore as brightly burning as
the midday sun. But after them the hymen high as fast,
clothed in sable and a saffron robe, and blows them
out and quenchest them with blood. As discontent that things continue.

Speaker 2 (02:19:17):
So suffice as me thy meanings understood, and thanks to
THEE and those infernal powers that will not tolerate a
lover's woe, rest THEE. But I will sit to see
the rest.

Speaker 3 (02:19:39):
Then argue not for thou hast thy request accient?

Speaker 1 (02:19:44):
And of Act three, Act four, Scene one, enter bel
Imperia and Hieronimo.

Speaker 15 (02:19:53):
Is this the love thou bearest, Horatio? Is this the
kindness that thou counterfeits? Are these the fruits of thine
incessant tears, Hieronimo? Are these thy passions, thy protestations, and
thy deep laments that thou wert wont to weary men

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withal O unkind father, O deceitful world? With what excuses
canst thou show thyself from this dishonor and the hate
of men? Thus to neglect the loss and life of
him whom both my letters and thine own belief assures

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THEE to be causeless slaughtered Hieronimo, for shame, Hieronimo, be
not a history to after times of such ingratitude, unto
thy son, unhappy mothers of such children, then, but monstrous
fathers to forget so soon the death of those whom they,

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with care and cost have tendered, so thus careless should
be lost myself a stranger in respect of thee so
loved his life, as still I wish their deaths. Nor
shall his death be unrevenged by me, although I bear
it out for fashion's sake. For here I swear in

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sight of Heaven and Earth, shouldst thou neglect the love?
Thou shouldst retain and give it over and devise no
more myself should send their hateful souls to Hell that
wrought his downfall with extremest death.

Speaker 7 (02:21:39):
But may it be that bel Imperia vows such revenge
as she hath deigned to say? Why then I see
that heern applies our drift, and all the saints do
sit solictening for vengeance on those cursed murderers, Madam, tis true,
and now I find it. So I found a letter
written in your name, and in that letter how Horatio died. Pardon, oh,

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pardon bell Imperia, my fear and care in not believing it,
nor think I thoughtless think upon a mien to let
his death be unrevenged at full. And here I vow
so you but give consent and will conceal my resolution.
I will ere long determine of their deaths that causeless.
Thus have murdered my.

Speaker 15 (02:22:23):
Son, Hieronimo, I will consent, conceal and aught that may
effect far thine avail, join with thee to revenge Horatio's death.

Speaker 7 (02:22:35):
On then, in whatsoever I devise, let me entreat you
grace my practices. For why the plot's already in mine head.

Speaker 1 (02:22:44):
Here they are and her Balthizar and Lorenzo.

Speaker 8 (02:22:48):
How now, Hieronimo, what courting bel imperia, Ay.

Speaker 7 (02:22:52):
My lord, such courting as I promise you, she hath
my heart, But you, my lord, have hers, But no.

Speaker 10 (02:23:00):
Al Hieronimo, or never we are to entreat your.

Speaker 7 (02:23:02):
Help, my help. Why, my good lords, assure yourselves of me,
for you have given me cause I by my faith.

Speaker 8 (02:23:10):
Have you it pleased you at the entertainment of the
ambassador to grace the king so much as with a show?
Now were your study so well furnished as for the
passing of the first night's sport, to entertain my father
with the like or any such like pleasing motion, assure
yourself it would content them?

Speaker 12 (02:23:28):
Well?

Speaker 7 (02:23:29):
Is this all? I?

Speaker 19 (02:23:31):
This is all?

Speaker 7 (02:23:32):
Why then I'll fit you say no more. When I
was young I gave my mind, and I plied myself
to fruitless poetry, which, though it profit the professor, not
yet is it passing pleasing to the world?

Speaker 9 (02:23:44):
And how for that?

Speaker 7 (02:23:46):
Marry my good lord? Thus, and yet methinks you are
too quick with us. When in Toledo, there I studied,
it was my chance to write a tragedy. See here,
my lords, he shows them a book which long forgot
I found this other day. Now, would your lordships favor
me so much as but to grace me with your
acting it? I mean each one of you to play

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a part. Assure you it will prove most passing, strange
and wondrous plausible to that assembly.

Speaker 8 (02:24:14):
What would you have us play a tragedy?

Speaker 7 (02:24:17):
Why? Nero thought it no disparagement? And kings and emperors
have tay and delight to make experience of their wits
and plays.

Speaker 10 (02:24:24):
Nay, be not angry, good Hieronimo the Prince, but asked
the question.

Speaker 8 (02:24:29):
In faith, Hieronimo, and you be in earnest. I'll make
one and I another.

Speaker 7 (02:24:35):
Now, my good lord, could you entreat your sister bel
Imperia to make one? For what's a play without a
woman in it?

Speaker 15 (02:24:41):
Little entreaty shall serve me Hieronimo, for I must needs
be employed in your play.

Speaker 7 (02:24:49):
Why this is well, I tell you, Lordings. It was
determined to have been acted by gentlemen and scholars too,
such as could tell what to speak.

Speaker 8 (02:24:58):
And now it shall be played by princes and courtiers,
such as can tell how to speak. If, as it
is our country manner, you will, but let us know
the argument.

Speaker 7 (02:25:08):
That shall lie roundly. The chronicles of Spain record this
written of a Knight of Rhodes. He was betrothed and
wedded at the length to one Persada, an Italian dame
whose beauty ravished all that her beheld, especially the soul
of Soliman, who at the marriage was the chiefest guest.
By sundry means. Sought Soliman to win Perseda's love, and

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could not gain the same. Then gan he brake his
passion to a friend, one of his bashaws, whom he
held full dear. Her had this bashaw long solicited, and
saw she was not otherwise to be won, but by
her husband's death. This Knight of Rhodes, whom presently by
a treachery he slew, she stirred with an exceeding hate. Therefore,

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as cause of this slew Soliman and to escape the
bashas tere did stab herself. And this the tragedy, Oh excellent.

Speaker 15 (02:26:05):
But say Hieronimo, what then became of him?

Speaker 22 (02:26:08):
That was the barshal?

Speaker 7 (02:26:10):
Mary thus moved, with remorse of his misdeeds, ran to
a mountain top and hung himself.

Speaker 8 (02:26:16):
But which of us is to perform that part?

Speaker 7 (02:26:18):
Oh, that will lie, my lords, make no doubt of it.
I'll play the murderer, I warrant you, for I already
have conceded that. And what shall I great Soliman the
Turkish Emperor, and I erast Us, the Knight of Rhodes,
And I persade chaste and resolute. And here, my lords,
are several abstracts drawn for each of you, to note

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your parts and acted as occasions offered you. You must
provide a Turkish cap, a black mustachio, and a falcion.

Speaker 1 (02:26:50):
Gives a paper to Balthazar, you with.

Speaker 7 (02:26:53):
A cross like to a Knight of Rhodes.

Speaker 1 (02:26:55):
Gives another to Lorenzo.

Speaker 7 (02:26:58):
And Madam you must attie yourself.

Speaker 1 (02:27:01):
He giveth bel Imperia another.

Speaker 7 (02:27:03):
Like Phoebe Flora or the Huntress, which to your discretion
shall seem best. And as for me, my lords, I'll
look to one and with the ransom that the viceroy sent,
so furnish and perform this tragedy. As all the world
shall say. Hieronimo was liberal and gracing of it.

Speaker 8 (02:27:21):
So Hieronimo methinks a comedy were better.

Speaker 7 (02:27:26):
A comedy fie. Comedies are fit for common wits. But
to present a kingly troop withal, give me a stately
written tragedy tragadiaconnotata fitting kings, containing matter and not common things.
My lords, all this must be performed as fitting for
the first night's reveling. The Italian tragedians were so sharp

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of wit that in one hour's meditation they would perform
anything in action.

Speaker 10 (02:27:53):
And well it may, for I have seen the like
in Paris, amongst the French tragedians.

Speaker 7 (02:27:59):
In Paris, Marus mass and well remembered. There's one thing
more that rests for us to do.

Speaker 8 (02:28:05):
What's that, Hieronimo forget not anything.

Speaker 7 (02:28:08):
Each one of us must act his part in unknown languages,
that it may breed the more variety as you, my lord,
in Latin, I in Greek, you an Italian. And for
because I know that bel Imperia hath practiced the French
in courtly French, shall all her phrases be?

Speaker 15 (02:28:26):
You mean to try my coming, then, Hieronimo.

Speaker 8 (02:28:29):
But this will be a mere confusion, and hardly shall
we all be understood.

Speaker 7 (02:28:34):
It must be so, for the conclusion shall prove the invention,
and all was good. And I myself in an oration,
and with a strange and wondrous show. Besides that I
will have there behind a curtain. Assure yourself shall make
the matter known, and all shall be concluded in one scene.
For there's no pleasure tain in tediousness?

Speaker 8 (02:28:55):
How like you this?

Speaker 10 (02:28:56):
Why thus, my lord, we must resolve to soothe his
shoe up on.

Speaker 8 (02:29:01):
Then, Hieronimo, farewell, till soon you'll ply the sker.

Speaker 1 (02:29:05):
I warrant you acciant all.

Speaker 7 (02:29:08):
But Hieronimo, why so now shall I see the fall
of Babylon wrought by the heavens, and this confusion? And
if the world like not this tragedy, hard is the
hap of old Hieronimo.

Speaker 1 (02:29:21):
Except scene too, enter Isabella with a weapon.

Speaker 18 (02:29:27):
Tell me no more home monstrous homicides. Since neither piety
nor pity moves the king to justice or compassion, I
will revenge myself upon this place where thus they murdered
my beloved son.

Speaker 1 (02:29:41):
She cuts down the arbor.

Speaker 7 (02:29:44):
Down with these.

Speaker 18 (02:29:44):
Branches, and these loathsome boughs of this unfortunate and fatal pine.
Down with them, Isabella, rent them up and burn the roots,
from whence the rest is sprung. I will not leave
a root, a stalk, a tree, a bough, a branch,
a blossom, nor a leaf, No, not an herb within
this garden plot, a cursed complot of my misery fruitless.

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Forever may this garden be barren the earth and blissless,
whosoe'er imagines not to keep it unminured. An eastern wind
commixed with noisome airs shall blast the plants and the
young saplings. The earth with serpents shall be pestered, and passengers,
for fear to be infect shall stand aloof and looking

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at it. Tell there murdered died the son of Isabel.
Aye here he died, and here I him embrace, See
where his ghost solicits with his wounds, revenge on her
that should revenge his death. Hieronimo, make haste to see

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thy son. For sorrow and despair, hath sighted me to
hear Horatio plead with radaman, make haste, Hieronimo, to hold
excused thy negligence in pursuit of their deaths, whose hateful
wrath bereaved him of his breath.

Speaker 1 (02:31:11):
Ah, nay, thou dost.

Speaker 18 (02:31:12):
Delay their deaths forgivest the murderers of thy noble son
and none.

Speaker 1 (02:31:18):
But I be stir me to no end.

Speaker 18 (02:31:22):
And as I curse this tree from further fruit, so
shall my wound be cursed for his sake. And with
this weapon will I wound the breast, the hapless breast
that gave Horatio suck.

Speaker 1 (02:31:37):
She stabs herself. Scene three, Enter Hieronimo, He knocks up
the curtain. Enter the Duke of Castile.

Speaker 12 (02:31:46):
Oh now, Euronimo, where's your fellows that you take oldish pain?

Speaker 7 (02:31:52):
Oh sir, it is for the author's credit to look
that all things may go well. But good, my lord,
let me entreat your grace to give the king the
copy the play. This is the argument of what we show.

Speaker 12 (02:32:03):
I will here Onnimo.

Speaker 7 (02:32:05):
One thing more, my.

Speaker 12 (02:32:06):
Good lord, what's that?

Speaker 7 (02:32:08):
Let me entreat your grace that when the train are
passed into the gallery, you would vouchsafe to throw me
down the quay.

Speaker 1 (02:32:15):
I will here Onimo exit Castile.

Speaker 7 (02:32:19):
What are you ready, Balthazar, bring a chair and a cushion.

Speaker 9 (02:32:22):
For the king.

Speaker 1 (02:32:23):
Enter balthisar with a chair.

Speaker 7 (02:32:25):
Well done, Balthazar, hang up the title. I'll scene as Rhodes.
What is your beard on?

Speaker 8 (02:32:32):
Half on the other is in my hand?

Speaker 7 (02:32:35):
Despatch for shame? Are you so long? Axept Balthasar, bethink
thyself here animo, recall thy wits, recount thy former wrongs.
Thou hast received by murder of thy son. And lastly,
not least, how Isabel wants his mother and thy dearest wife,
all woe be gone for him. Hath slain herself behooves thee.

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Then Hereonimo to be revenged. The plot is laid of
dire revenge on Then Hieronimo pursue revenge for nothing wants
but acting of revenge excep Hieronimo.

Speaker 1 (02:33:13):
Scene four, Enter Spanish King, Viceroy, the Duke of Castile
and their train.

Speaker 4 (02:33:20):
Now viceroyal shall we see the tragedy of Solomon the
Turkish Emperor, performed of pleasure by your son the Prince,
my nephew Don Lorenzo, and my niece who bell Imperia
ay and Hieronimo, are marshal, at whose request they deigned
to dot themselves. These be our pastimes in the court

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of Spain. Here, brother, you shall be the bookkeeper. This
is the argument of that they show he giveth him
a book, gentlemen. Display of Hieronimo in sundry languages was
thought gould to be set down in English, more largely
for the easier understanding to every republic reader.

Speaker 1 (02:34:02):
Enter Balthazar, bel Imperia and Hieronimo.

Speaker 8 (02:34:06):
Bashaw that Rhodes is ours yield Heaven's the honor and
Holy Mahomet, our sacred prophet. And be thou graced with
every excellence that Solomon can give, or thou desire, But
thy desert in conquering Rhodes is less than in reserving
this fair Christian Perseda, blissful lamp of excellence, whose eyes

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compel like powerful adamant the warlike heart of Solomon to wait.

Speaker 4 (02:34:33):
See by stroy that is Baltus or your son that
represents the Emperor Solomon. Oh wellly Axisamorus passion.

Speaker 6 (02:34:42):
Hi ball Imperia hath taught him that that's because his
mind runs all along bill Imperia.

Speaker 7 (02:34:48):
Whatever joy Earth yields, Betide your majesty.

Speaker 8 (02:34:52):
Earth yields no joy without Perseda's love.

Speaker 7 (02:34:56):
That then Perseda, on your grace attend.

Speaker 8 (02:34:59):
She shall not wa eight on me, but I on her.
Drawn by the influence of her lights, I yield. But
let my friend, the Rodean Knight come forth. Erasto, dearer
than my life to me, that he may see Perseda
my beloved.

Speaker 1 (02:35:15):
Enter Erasto.

Speaker 4 (02:35:17):
Here comes Lorenzo. Look upon the plot and tell me, brother,
what part play he?

Speaker 15 (02:35:23):
Ah, my Rasto, welcome to Persida.

Speaker 13 (02:35:27):
Thrice happy is Erasto that thou lifts rose loss is
nothing to Erasto's joy. Sith his Perseda lives, his life survives.

Speaker 8 (02:35:38):
Ah bashaw here is love between Erasto and fair Perseda.

Speaker 7 (02:35:43):
Sovereign of my soul, Remove Erasto, mighty Solimen, and then
Perseda will be quickly won.

Speaker 8 (02:35:49):
Erasto is my friend, and while he lives, Perseda never
will remove her love.

Speaker 7 (02:35:55):
Let not Erasto live to grieve.

Speaker 8 (02:35:57):
Great Solomon is Erasto in our princely eye.

Speaker 7 (02:36:02):
But if he be your rival, let him die?

Speaker 8 (02:36:05):
Why let him die? So love commandeth me yet grieve
I that Erasto should so die.

Speaker 7 (02:36:12):
Erasto soleb and saluteth thee, and lets thee wit by
me his highness will, which is it thou shouldest be
thus employed, stabs him.

Speaker 15 (02:36:23):
A me Erasto see Soliman Eresto's slain.

Speaker 8 (02:36:28):
Yet liveth Solomon to comfort thee, fair queen of beauty,
let not favor die, but with a gracious eye behold
his grief, that with Persado's beauty is increased. If by
Persada his grief be not released.

Speaker 15 (02:36:44):
Tyrant desist soliciting vain suits. Relentless are mine ears to
thy laments, as thy butcher is pitiless and base which
seized on my Erasto, harmless knight. Yet by thy power
thou thinkest to command, and to thy power perceeda doth obey.

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But were she able, thus she would revenge thy treacheries
on thee ignoble prince, stabs him, and on herself she
would be thus revenged, stabs herself.

Speaker 4 (02:37:21):
Well, said old Marshal, this was bravely done.

Speaker 7 (02:37:25):
But bell Imperia plays Perseda.

Speaker 22 (02:37:27):
Well, were this in earnest, bell Imperia, you would be
better to my son than so.

Speaker 7 (02:37:32):
But now what follows for Hieronimo, Mary, this follows for Hieronimo.
Here break we off our sundry languages, and does conclude
I in our vulgar tongue. Haply you think, But bootless
are your thoughts that this is fabulously counterfeit, and that
we do all as tragedians do, to die to day

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for fashioning our scene the death of Ajax or some
Roman peer, and in a minute starting up again revived,
please tomorrow's audience, No, princes, No, I am hi Ernimo,
the hopeless father of a hapless son, whose tongue is
tuned to tell his latest tale. Not to excuse gross

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errors in the play. I see your looks urge instance
of these words. Behold the reason urging me.

Speaker 1 (02:38:24):
To this shows his dead son.

Speaker 7 (02:38:27):
See here my show, look on this spectacle. Here lay
my hope, and here my hope hath end. Here lay
my heart, and here my heart was slain. Here lay
my treasure, here my treasure lost. Here lay my bliss,
and here my bliss bereft. But hope, heart, treasure, joy,

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and bliss all fled, failed, died, yea all decayed with this.
From forth these wounds came breath that gave me life.
They murdered me, that made these fatal marks. The cause
was love. Whence grew this mortal hate, the hate Lorenzo
and young Balthazar, the love my son to bel imperia.

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But Night, the coverer of accursed crimes, with pitchy silence,
hushed these traders harms and let them leave, for they
had sordid leisure to take advantage in my garden plot
upon my son, my dear Horatio. There, merciless, they butchered
up my boy, and black dark Night to pale, dim,

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cruel death. He shrieks, I heard, and yet methinks I
hear his dismal outcry echo in the air. With soonest speed,
I hastened to the noise where hanging on a tree
I found my son threw girt with wounds and slaughtered
as you see, and grieved. I think, thank you at

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this spectacle. Speak Portuguese, whose loss resembles mine? If thou
canst weep upon thy Balthazar, tis like I wailed for
my Horatio, And you, my lord, whose reconciled son marched
in a net and thought himself unseen, and rated me
for brainsick lunacy. With God amend that mad Hieronimo, How

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can you brook our play's catastrophe and Here behold this
bloody handkerchier, which, at Horatio's death I weeping dipped with
the river of his bleeding wounds. It as propitious, see
I have reserved in never hath it left my bloody
heart soliciting remembrance of my vow with these O, these

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accursed murderers, which now performed, My heart is satisfied. And
to this end the bashah I became that might revenge
me on Lorenzo's life, who therefore was appointed to the
pot and was to represent the Knight of Rhodes, that
I might kill him. More conveniently, so Viceroy, was this Balthazar,
thy son, that solly man which bel Imperia and person

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of Prosada murdered, solely appointed to that tragic pot, that
she might slay him that offended her. Poor bel Imperia
missed her part in this, for though the story saith
she should have died, yet I, of kindness and of
care to her, did otherwise determine of her end. But
love of him, whom they did hate too much, did

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urge her resolution to be such. And princes. Now behold Hieronimo, author,
an actor in this tragedy, bearing his latest fortune in
his fist. In will as resolute conclude his part and gentles.
Thus I end my play, urge no more words.

Speaker 22 (02:41:45):
I have no more to say.

Speaker 1 (02:41:51):
He runs to hang himself.

Speaker 4 (02:41:53):
Oh hearken, myceroy, Hold Hieronimo, brother, my nephew, and thy son.
Are we are betrayed?

Speaker 22 (02:42:02):
My Balthazar is slain. Break up the doors, run save Hieronimo.

Speaker 1 (02:42:08):
They break in and hauld Hieronimo.

Speaker 22 (02:42:11):
Hieronimo, do but inform the king of these events upon
mine honor? Thou shalt have no harm?

Speaker 7 (02:42:17):
Viceroy, I will not trust THEE with my life, which
I this day have offered to my son, a cursed wretch.
Why stayest thou him that was resolved to die?

Speaker 4 (02:42:26):
Speak, traitor, damned bloody murderers speak? For now I have THEE.
I will make THEE speak. Why hast thou done this
undieserving deed?

Speaker 22 (02:42:38):
Why hast them murdered my Balthasar?

Speaker 12 (02:42:41):
Why hast thou butchered booth thy children? Thus?

Speaker 7 (02:42:45):
But are you sure they are dead?

Speaker 12 (02:42:47):
High sleeve too? Sure?

Speaker 7 (02:42:49):
What in yours?

Speaker 23 (02:42:50):
Two?

Speaker 14 (02:42:51):
Ay?

Speaker 22 (02:42:51):
All are dead? Not one of them survive?

Speaker 7 (02:42:54):
Nay? Then I care not come and we shall be friends.
Let us lay our heads together. See here's a goodly
news will hold them all. Oh damned devil, how secure
he is secure? Why dost thou wonder at it? I
tell thee by sproy this day I have seen revenge,
And in that sight am grown up. Prouder monarch then

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ever sat under the crown of Spain. Had I as
many lives as there be stars, as many heavens to
go to, as those lives, I'd give them all ay
and my soul to boot. But I would see thee
ride in this red pool. Oh, good words, as dear
to me was my horatio, as yours or yours or yours,

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my lord to you, My guiltless son was by Lorenzo slain,
and by Lorenzo, and that Balthazar, upon whose souls may
heavens be yet avenged with greater father than these afflictions? U,
who were thy confederates in this?

Speaker 22 (02:43:54):
That was thy daughter bell Imperia, For by her hand
my Balthazar was slain. I saw her stop him.

Speaker 4 (02:44:00):
Why speak'st thou not.

Speaker 7 (02:44:03):
What less celebrity can kings afford than harmless silence then
afforded me sufficeth I may not, nor I will not
tell THEE.

Speaker 4 (02:44:12):
Fetch forth the tortures traitor, as thou art, I'll make
THEE tell.

Speaker 7 (02:44:19):
Indeed, thou mayst torment me as his wretched son hath
done in murdering my horatio. But never shalt thou force
me to reveal the thing which I have bowed and violet.
And therefore, in despite of all thy threats, pleased with
their death and eased with their revenge, first take my tongue,
and afterwards my heart me.

Speaker 1 (02:44:40):
He bites out his tongue.

Speaker 4 (02:44:42):
O monstrous resolution of a wretch, see Viceroy, he hath
beaten forth his tongue rather than to reveal what we required.

Speaker 12 (02:44:53):
Yet can he write?

Speaker 4 (02:44:55):
And if in this he satisfy us not, we will
devise the extremest kind of death that ever was invented
for a wretch.

Speaker 1 (02:45:04):
Then he makes signs for a knife to mend his pen.

Speaker 12 (02:45:08):
Oh, he would have a knife to mend his pen.

Speaker 22 (02:45:11):
Here and advise THEE that thou ride the troth Look
to my brother, save Hieronimo.

Speaker 1 (02:45:17):
He with a knife stabs the Duke and himself.

Speaker 4 (02:45:21):
What age hath ever heard such monstrous deeds? My brother,
and the whole succeeding hope that Spain expected, after my decease,
go bear his body, hence that we may mourn the
loss of our beloved brother's death, that he may be
intooned whatever before. I am the next, the nearest last.

Speaker 22 (02:45:44):
Of all, And thou don Pedro, do the like for us,
take up our hapless son, un timeless. Lain, set me
with him, and he withwoffele me upon the med mast
of a ship unmanned, and let the wind untide haul
me al long Tascilla's barking an untamed gulf, or to
the lothsome pull of acron to weep my want for

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my sweet Balthazar. Spain hath no refuge for a porting gull.

Speaker 1 (02:46:13):
The trumpets sound a dead march. The King of Spain
morning after his brother's body, and the King of portingal
bearing the body of his son. Scene five, enter ghost
and revenge.

Speaker 2 (02:46:27):
Ay, Now my hopes have end in their effects, when
blood and sorrow finish my desires. Horacio murdered in his
father's bower, vil Serbareen by Pedringano, slain, false Pedringano, hanged

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by quaint device, fair Isabella by herself, misdunn Prince Balthasar
by bel Imperias dab the Duke of Castile and his
wicked son, both done to death by old Hieronimore, My

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bel Imperia fallen as Dido fell, and good Hieronimo slain
by inself. Ay, these were spectacles to please my soul.
Now will I beg at lovely Proserpine. But by the

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virtue of her princely doom, I may consort my friends
in pleasing sort, and on my foes work just and
sharp revenge. I lead my friend Horatio through those fields
where never dying wars are still inur'd. I lead fair

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Isabella to that train where pit Tea weeps, but never
feel less pain. I lead my bell Imperia to those
joys that vestal virgins and fair Queen's possess. I lead
here anymore whereof your's plays, adding sweet pleasure to eternal days.

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But say revenge, for thou must help or none against
the rest? How shall my hate be shown?

Speaker 3 (02:48:34):
This hand shall hail them down to deepest hell, where
none but furies, bugs and tortures dwell.

Speaker 2 (02:48:42):
Then sweet revenge, do this at my request. Let me
be judge and doom them to unrest. Let loose poor
Titious from the vultures gripe, and let Donciprian supply his room.
Place on Lorentz on Ixion's wheel, and let the lover's

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endless pains surcease. Juno forgets old loss and grants in ease.
Hang Baltus are about Climerara's neck, and let him there
bewail his bloody love, repining at our joys that are above.

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Let Sabareen go roll the fatal stone and take from
Sisyphus his endless moan false Pedringano for his treachery. Let
him be dragg'd through boiling Achirn, and there live, dying

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still in endless flames, blaspheming gods and all their holy names.

Speaker 3 (02:50:00):
Then haste be down to meet thy friends and foes,
to place thy friends in ease, the rest in voes.
For here, though death hath end their misery, I'll there
begin their endless tragedy.

Speaker 1 (02:50:16):
Accient and of act for and of the Spanish Tragedy
by Thomas Kidd