MARGARETTA

Nay now no further protestations, You have said enough to make me new, or ruin me, And this my spirit, bids me prophesy If you repent, as love might be over sated In its best desires; and any croffe event Should fallen upon this your unequal choice, Yours is the crime, your handmaid must be blameless, Since you have sought what I have not desired, And yet, you may avoid the fatal doom (If any such there be) by throwing back Your atchieu'de vassayle. Heres all the bar; When these have given consent I am your own. Yes, good brother do. Oh Sir, you speak of swift divorce. Oh that some striking air had blasted me Before this poison entered at mine cares; Married? Madam! prithee mock me not, nor guard my folly With such a linsy wolsie ornament. Madam, is the mad dame, and thence mad woman: Define it so and I will borrow still That little of my store. A coat of tissue If a fool wears it, is but a fools coat. Such are my trappings; o for to me thats gone, Equality, o sweet equality, Born under Libra, thou hast both right hands, Without advantage, or priority. Base ones made big by beauty are but slaves, Their Lords never truly bed but in their graves. Hai a dangerous conceit, call my brother, Fid lla. Prithee be gone, and call him. Am I despised so soon? wedlock unjust, Unequal nuptials are not love, but lust: Come back passed time, o 'tis a fruitless call, I may repent, but find no help at all. Now I forestall thee heaven ere I begin, Forgive me, I must act some a heinous sin, I must now be change. I did send for you brother. I hope so, I have a letter To my Lord (brother) containing so much love And secrecy; as I would trust none willingly But your self for the delivery. Look you, this is all, brother. Unless yowl add another: Commends by word of mouth Why brother? But be most careful in the delivery, I entreat you brother; You know our wedding is only known to us, A thing concealed from wide mouthed rumour, then should you Find him in company with Nobles of his own rank. Say amongst Ladies you should find him sporting Dancing, kissing, or any such Like wantonness, Take heed your rude approach does not move him to any di ste. No trust me brother, only to instruct you I speak; For the least disparagement should chance to him His pleasure forbidding it, would be a death to me, You undo me else brother. Do not think But at your return I shall be very thankful. Effect thy own content, paper and ink, And then thou bringest the work into my hands. Fudella. Thou love me Fudella. No, I rather Speak it as acknowledgement, suppose I went In the right noble way, to meet my foe I'th field, wouldst be my second. I do ntend no such viragoes partly, But in shape, a danger to thee far more worse, But when 'tis done, the spacious world shall have to under stand, Spite of the low condition of my birth, High spirits may be lodged in humble earth. Sleeps he Fed lla? 'Tis now his dying, anon comes his dead sleep. For never shall he wake, until the world Hath Phoenixlike been hid in his own ashes, Fydella, take my strength into thine arms, And play the cruel executioner, As I will first instruct thee. Ant S Tragedy! that very Name Should strike even sparks of pity from the flint: Antoni ! husband A . I, that's that's the poison kills me; shall a strumpet (For she's no better) rob me of a treasure So deer to me as he was; yet her I pardon: The master-thief lies here, and he must die fort: All mercy hence I banish. Justice look down To see a woman's vengeance; thus I begin, And follow thus and thus, now I am in, Nothing shall pull me back. Here's remedy for that, pull Fydella. Never; his tongue betrayed me once, I will No more listen my temptations; hear he shall A while, and that but deafly: Antoni , I was your wife, Lordly Ant ni , And in that balance equaled with your self, I was your handmaid, and you might have trod On my humility, I had kissed your feet, But with disdain thou trampledst on my throat, As I do now on thine, and will deface What nature built for honour, not deceit: Our wedding was in private, so our divorce, Yet this shall have as from and open blazon As a truth-speaking goodness; Oh my Fydella, Thou little instrument of my revenge, I would not have thee (for thy duty) lost, There's gold; hie thee to safety, fare thee well, I must never see thee more, this place will be— Fie, prithee away, thou wilt mar all the glory, Conceal the deed? even to the bent brow Of the stern Judge, I'll speak, and call for justice, Proud of my glorious vengeance, I will smile Upon my dreadful Executioner: It that was first enacted in my breast, She should not dare to kill, that dares not die, 'Tis needy mischief, and he's basely bent That dares do ill, yet fear the punishment. Oh Justice, Justice, thou that ilst the throne Justice . Give me thy sharpest . My self the . Yes, and see, here's A ghost! murdered by me, Oh my hard My aim, was full at thee. How came you wounded? I clap my hands at this your tragedy, My birth was base, but my revenge flew high. Dost thing Which should supply the place of in , Merely fantastical are thy Such feathered follies, idle giggloto Are these the rites endue to a funeral? What thou darest not second I dare do. Thou darest not. Thus then I come to thee A ; Thou didst forsake me living, being I will enjoy thy monum all bed. Call it mine Sir, And then the smallest ceremony may serve. All wants, are only wanting unto you To give your greatness the endue ornaments. And what pay have you for pandership, A bawd, why whats a awed, pander?