SERVIO

Most mighty Duke, most worthy Senators, I come before this sacred judgement seat, Not trained by hate, as many worldlings be, But these old years enjoined me charity, But urged by wrongs, compelled by heinous deeds, To quicken justice in your reverent ears, Call to remembrance Prince and worthy peers, The faithful service for these many years, That stout Sempronio did unto the State, In remembrance whereof, Old Servio humbling him upon his knees, Beseecheth justice gainst proud Lelio, Who cruelly hath slain in single fight, The sole and only heir of that stout raze. Whoes this, Orphinio and Zepheronus., The sons of Brishio, performers of this deed. Use you Like knaves, for you deserve no less, go get you hence. Exit omnis: manet Servio. So now shall I see the end of Brishioes raze, Now shall Sempronioes death be well revenged. First will I go to the Duke, and there procure their death, And hast again to see their execution done. Welcome sweet morn, the means of my delight: God and my industry hath wrought thus much: In joust revenge of my Sempronios death. First Lelio banished, next Brishio to live in misery: And last, his sons to day must suffer death: Have I not four for one. Enter the Porter. How now Porter, what news? My signet knave, to pass two gentlemen: Alas poor slave hast thou been over watched? Why thou wilt not make me mad I am sure? Come let me see, the mark is mine: I fear me heers some villainy. What Phillida come forth, my heart misgives, I pray thee hold my head. Thou Challet carrine drab, who took this signet from my finger, speak? Where are the keys that locked the upper loft? This ring was yesterday night upon this thumb, Yet hath two devils got it abroad: And got passage through my castle gates: And here a worse then Lucifer him self, Does bring it back, to haunt me with suspect. Tell me that my soul hath left my flesh: How, when, where, whither, how should they be gone? Villain why did they pass, you minks, you Minion, you have let them lose. Hence callet, harlot, worse then nought: For thou hast lost me and my prisoners: I am undone, my credit's cracked, my honor's lost & gone I am a reprobate and cast away, I'll to the Duke, Pack thou to hell thou wretch, come not in my sighed, But get thee gone. O pardon the daughter, let the father die, Most mighty Duke, most worthy Senators, Walking abroad as is my usual wont: I found Lelio clothed in a base disguise: Him when I saw, I seazd and seizing brought, To be presented to your honours here: And in humble wise request the largis which the state allows Which is a thousand Crowns to him that brings The head of Lelio to the Senators. I did my lord upon Annettas humble suit. I hope your grace will pardon this misdeed. What aileth me? Thou wilt not make me mad, I'll take my spectacles Away, thou art a knave I say, tempt me not. What ho Phillyda my girl come forth here. Go take these prisoners, & see thou keep them close Lock them in the upper loft till I return. Go fetch them hither, lets see them straight, Go call up my neighbours: Fairies haunt my house. Rack me to death, show all extremities, You shall but wreck your wraths on Innocense. What art thou that hinders Justice so. This likes me well, now grows the world to frame, Fortunio now hath learned to know a knave: And is expert to prove and honest man. Exit omnis. How now, who walks here in this disguise? Let's see thy face? This is a Courtiers feat: what Lelio, you are welcome Sir, you come in happy time to bring me Crowns. Well Sir, whosoever claim you, I seize thee for my prisoner. Who will present thee to the Senators. What sounds of profit pleases Servio: Speak gentle maid, I Like thy manners well. Well I grant thy suit, it shall be so: Come bear him in hence. Servio take the brief, see execution done. Pity with Justice never well agrees. Servio presented Lelio unto us, And he deserves the pension of the state. I, so the Fox was taken in the net, And nygardnes was caught by subtlety. These are old Brishios sons I know them well. How wrought you Lelios danger, tell us true? That love which was betwixt them before, Does make the murder far more monstrous, But princes, in a word, behold the man That saw the murder and can witness it, Examine him, and let his proofs prevail. Truth soundeth sweetly in a silly tonge. Justice this sentence great Venetian Duke. 'Tis true my friends, I herd the pully creak, The stirring crane did make a mighty noise, And by a rope I saw descending down, The cursed murderer, Lord Lelio. 'Tis Brishio succors Lelio, none else. Captain, Lord Lelio hitherto hath kept in Bri shios house, And this night from his lee is slipped away, I saw the anchor fished, the sails new hoist, Ask of this peasant if I tell not true. What needs we more? Dread Lord, those lands and profits fell to me, By deer Sempronios death, my near a kin, I frankly give in lieu of my contempt. First tell me I am dead my Lord. Jesus bless me, a spirit. What cousin? For young Sempronios death, my honest friend. Why doubts thou that, I tell thee I have sought and found it so. Why Sepheards brought me tidings of his death Some ravenous beast did seize him for his pray. I have annual rends two thousand pounds, The worth in plate of twice so many more, A few such breakfasts friend, would make me rich, I'll tell thee, every day throughout the year, I'll lose a kinsman to possess so much. A fool were I so to accuse my self, Think Like a worldly man, that so it is, And so it is in deed, who longeth to be rich, Let him forget God but for a dozen years, He shall be rich, well landed, stout, and brave. Let none but I be executioner to cut off Lelios head. Still let these knees be wedded to the earth, Still let these tears run flood-like from mine eyes, Until your grace do execute the wretch, That thus hath slain my deer Sempronio. Oh misery, Is he restored to life, to take away my goods Command me death, nay prisonment, and what you will, So he revive not, so I meet him not. Just God great Duke, can witness it with me, With what great griefs I lost the prisoners. I, tell her, and I hope ere noon to see them hanged.