BREMO

No passengers this morning, what not one. A chance that seldom does befall. What not one then lie thou there, And rest thyself till I have further need: Now Bremo sith thy leisure so affords. And endless that ng, who knows not Bremoes strength Who Like a king commander within these woods, The bear, the boar, Dam es not abide my sighed, But hastes away to save themselves by flight: The crystal waters in the bubbling brooks, When I come by does swiftly slide away, And claps themselves in closets under banks, Afraid to look bold Bremo in the face: The aged oaks at Bremoes breath do bow, And all things else are still at my command, Else What would I? Rend them in pieces and pluck them from the earth, And each way else I would revenge my self, Why who comes here with whom I dare not fight, Who fights with me & does not die the death; not on: What favour shows this sturdy stick to those, That here within these woods are combataines with me? Why death and nothing else but present death, With restless rage I wander through these woods, No creature here but fe reth Bremoes force, Man, woman, child, beast and bird, And every thing that does approach my sighed, Ar foe st to fallen if Bremo once but frown, Come cudgel come, my partner in my spoils, For here I see this day it will not be, But when it falls that I encounter any, One pa sufficed for to work my will. What comes not one? then lets begun, A time will serve when we shall better speed. W at needs these words. I thirst to suck thy blood No pity I, isle feed upon thy flesh, I'll tear thy body piecemeal joint from joint. isle crush thy bones betwixt tow oaken trees. isle suck the sweetness from thy marry bones. With this my bat will I beat out thy brains Down, down I say, prostrate thy self upon the ground Now Bremo play thy partly, How now what sudden chance is this. My limbs do tremble and my S ewes shake My vnvveakned arms have lost their former force: Ah Bremo, Bremo, what a foil hast thou, That yet at no time ever wast afraid To dare the greatest gods to fi ght with thee, he strikes And now uva tstrength for one down driving blow Ah how my courage fails when I should strike, Some new come spirit abiding in my breast, Shall I spare her Bremo, spare her, do not kill, Say spare her which never spar dany? To it Bremo to it, say again. I cannot wield my weapons in my hand, Me Thy kes I should not str k so fair a one, I think her beauty hath bewitched my source Or else with in me altered nature's course, ay woman, wilt thou live in woods with me; Thou shalt not choose, it shall be as I say & the e before follow me. Exit. My love, why dost thou murmur to thy self? Speak louder, for thy Bremo hears thee not. Have I not saved thee from sudden death, Giving thee leave to live that thou mightest love? And dost thou whet me on to cruelty; Come kiss me swe e for all my favours passed. See how she flings away from me; I will follow and give a rend to her, Deny my love, ah worm of beauty I will chastise the come, come, prepare thy head upon the block Why then dost thou repine at me? If thou wilt love me thou shalt be my que ne, I will crown thee with a complete made of Ivory, And make the rose and lily wait on thee, I'll end the burley branches from the oak, To shadow thee from buring sun. The trees shall spread themselves where thou dost go, And as they spread, isle trace along with thee, The day isle spend to recreate my love, With all the plea u es that I can devise, And high bedfellow, And thee in mine arms. The satyrs & the woodnymphs shall attend on the And lull thee a sleep with musics sound, And in the morning when thou dost awake The lark shall sing good morn to my queen, And while he sings isle kiss my Amadine. Welcomed sir, and hour ago I looked for such a gest Be merry wench, weel have a frollike feast, Heeres flesh enough for to suffice us both, Stay sirrah, wilt thou fight or dost thou yeel to die? Thou wants a weapon, why then thou yeelst to die. I did, I mean no less. Whast so, none can dislike of this I'll teach you both to fight, but first my queen begin, Here take this weapon, see how thou canst use it. Then take my stafe & see how canst wield it. 'Tis best to strike when time does erve, 'tis best to lose no time. And when thou strikest, be sure thou hit the head The very head. he striks him down dead A hapie pray, now Bremo feed on flesh, Dainties Bremo dainties thy hungry paunch to fill, Now glut thy greedy guts with luck warm blood, Come fight with me, I long to see thee dead. What canst not fight? then lie thou down and die. Thou shalt be ed with quails and partridges With black birds, larks, thrush's and nightingales. Thy worser ink shall be goats milk and crystal water, Distilled from the fountains & the clearest springs. And all the dainties that the woods afford. I'll from lie give thee to obtain thy love. Thou shalt not choose, I long to see thee dead A way, I say, I will not spare him. Speak on, but be not over long. Amadine, how Like you Br more & his woods? Is't so, weel have a knotty crabtree st ffe for thee: But sirrah tell me, what sayest thou When thou art up, the wood lanes shall be strawed With violets, cowslips and sweet marigolds. For thee to trampel and to trace upon, And I will teach thee how to kill the deer, To chase the heart and how to rouse the roe If thou wilt live to love and honour me. Thou shalt not speak. Fight form or die, or fight or else thou diest. Away I say, thou troublest me, Thou holdest it well, look how he does thou mayest the sooner learn. I did I mean no less. A thy request isle spare him, but never any after him Say hermit what canst thou do?