LAZAROTTO

My names and honest name, a Courtiers Name: 'tis lazarotto. Or rather rotting in this lazy age, that Yields me no employments, I have mischief Within my breast more then my bulk can hold, I want a midwife to deliver it. I, I do. O Ducats, dainty ducks forgive me, Ducats, isle fetch you duck enough or gold, And think males, the punk wanton and the Bawd to wink. Nay? now isle tell you. The better the opportunity now list to me. Alcario the duke Medinas son, Dotes on your Sister Bellimperia, Him in her private gallery you shall place, To court her, let his protestations be, Fashioned with rich Jewels, for in love, great, Gifts and gold have the best tongue to move, Let him not spare and oath, without a jewel, To bind it fast: O I know women's hearts What stuff they are made of, my Lord: Gifts and giving, will melt the cham est Seeming female living. 'tis all about the Court Andreas come; Would I might greet him and I wonder much My Lord lorenzo is so slack in murder, Not to afford me notice all this while. Gold I am true I had my hire, And thou shalt have thy endue: Wast possible to miss him so, soft, soft, this gallery leads to Bellimperias lodging, there he is sure, or will be sure I'll stay, the evening to begins to slub er day, Sweet oportunefull season here isle lean, Like a court hound that liks fat trenchers clean. Up lazarotto, yonder comes thy prize, Now lives Andrea, now Andrea die. Why Done, Done andrea ? Oh good words my Lords, for those are courtiers vails, The king must hear why should I make Two tails, for to be owned in two, Before the king, I will resolve you all, This strange strange thing, I hight, yet missed, It I mistook my partly. How didst know my name. I see and excellent villain hath his fame As well as a great courtier. Because I was and ass, a villainus ass, For had I hight it right, Andrea had line there: He walked upright, this ominns mistake, This damned error breeds in my soul And everlasting terror. Faith by my self, my short sword, and the devil, To tell you all without a tedious tongue, I'll cut them down, my words shall not hang, That hapless bleeding Lord alcario Which this hand slew, pexont, was a huge dotar On Bellimperias beauty who replied in scorn And his hight suit denied: For her affections were all firmly planted, In Done andreas bosom, yet unwise, He still pursued it with blind lovers eyes: Then hired he me with gold: Oh fate thou self, To kill Andrea which hixe killed himself. For not content to stay the time of murder, He took andreas shape unknown to me, And in all parts disguis as there you see, Intending as it seemed by that sly shift, To steal away her troth: short tale to tell, I took him for Andrea, down he fell. Nay Lord Lorenzo, wheres the pardon? Sfoot isle peach else. Doot quickly then or isle spread villainy. My Lord Lorenzo is a Then thus: At his return to Spain, I'll Murder done Andrea. What dares not he do, that near Hope's To Inherit. Dare I Would, would, I have no hope of everlasting Height, my souls a More you know salvations White, what dare not I enact then, tush, he die; I will make way to Bellimperias eyes. I Done Andrea, or else Done the devil. alcario slain, hast thou beguiled me sword? Arm hast thou slain thy bountiful kind lord, Why then rot off, and drop upon the ground, Strew all the galleries with gobbits round. Sfoot it your fault my lord, you brought no word. Why is she not a woman, she must weep A while as widows use till their first sleep Who in the morrow following will be should to new, Before the first are thoroughly cold: So Bellimperia; For this is common, the more She weeps, the More she plays the woman. Let Me alone, I'll turn him to a ghost.