HUSBAND

Pox oath Last throw, it made Five hundred Angels vanish from my sighed, Ime damned, Ime damned: the Angels have forsook me Nay 'tis certainly true: for he that has no coin Is damned in this world: he's gone, he's gone. O! most punishment of all I have a wife, A vengeance strip thee naked, thou art cause, Effect, quality, property thou, thou, thou. Exit. If marriage be honourable, then Cuckolds are honourable, for they cannot be made without marri age. Fool: what meant I to marry to get beggars? now must my eldest son be a knave or nothing, he cannot live vppot'h fool, for he will have no land to maintain him: that mortgage sits Like a snaffle upon mine inheritance, and makes me chaw upon Iron. My second son must be a promoter, and my third a thief, or and underputter, a slave pander. O beggary, beggary, to what base uses dost thou put a man. I think the Devil scorns to be a bawd. He bears himself more proudly, has more care on's credit. Base slavish abject filthy poverty. Money, money, money, and thou must supply me. No nor I. Peace. I'll not endure thee. Nay then I know thee, Thou art her champion thou, her private friend, The party you wot on. yes howsoever. Hum, um um. Are you gossiping, prating sturdy quean, I'll break your clamor with your neck down stairs: Tumble, tumble, headlong, Throws her down. So, the surest way to charm a woman's tongue Is break his neck, a politician did it. Filth, harlot. Gine me the bastard, Have at his heart Base slave my vassal: Comest thou between my fury to question me Have I no power, shall my slave fetter me? Would? I hear sounds of men; Like hew and cry: up, up, and struggle to thy horse, make on Dispatch that little beggar and all's done. At my back? o, What fate have I, my limbs deny me go, My will is bated, beggary claims a part. O could I here reach to the infants heart. Why, he can have no more on's then our skins, And some of em want but flaying. Why all the better, My glory 'tis to have my Actium known, I grieve for nothing, but I missed of one: I repent now, that ones left unkilled, My brat at nurse. O I would full fain have weaned him I thank you Sir. Come come, away with me. Exit prisoner. Faith, and so I think I have: I did my murders roughly out of hand, Desperate and sudden, but thou hast devise A fine way now to kill me, thou hast ginen mine eyes Seven woonds a piece; now glides the devil from me, departs at every joint, heaves up my nails O catch him new torments, that were near inue ̄ ted, Bind him one thousand more you blessed Angels In that pit bottomless, let him not rise To make men act unnatural tragedies To spread into a father, and in fury, Make him his children's executioners: Murder his wife, his servants, and who not? For that man's dark, where heaven is quite forgotten. My deer soul, whom I too much have wronged, For death I die, and for this have I longed. I'll kiss the blood I spilled and then I go: my soul is bloodied, well may my lips be so. Farewell deer wife, now thou and I must part, I of thy wrongs repeut me with my heart. That's but in vain, you see it must be so. Farewell you bloody ashes of my boys, My punishments are their eternal joys. Let every father look into my deeds, And then their heirs may prosper while mine bleeds. Puh Bastards, bastards, bastards, begotten in tricks, begotten in tricks. Look it be done, shall I want dust & Like a slave wear nothing in my pockets but my hands To fill them up with nails. holding his hands in his pockets. O much against my blood, let it be done, I was never made to be a looker on: A bawd to dice? I'll shake the drabs my self And make em yield, I say look it be done. Speedily, speedily, I hate the very hour I chosen a wife a trouble trouble, three children Like three evils hang upon me, fie, fie, fie, strumpet, & bastards, strum pet and bastards. How now sirrah what would you, Who me? chide me? doo't finely then: let it not move me, for if thou chidst me angry I shall strike. Ta's galled you this, has it. Sir, Sir, I have not done with you, Have you God tricks are you in cunning with me. Hard fortune, am I leveled with the ground? I you slave. Has the dog left me then After his tooth hath left me? o my heart Would feign leap after him, revenge I say, Ime mad to be revenged, my strumpet wife: It is thy quarrel that rips thus my flesh, And makes my breast spit blood, but thou shalt bleed: Vanquished? God down? unable eene to speak? Surely 'tis want of money makes men weak, I? it that orethrew me, Id'e never been down else. Exi Now, are you come, where's the money, lets see the money, is the rubbish sold, those wiseakers your lands, why when, the money, where is't, powr't down, down with it, down with it, I say powr't oath ground lets see't, lets see't. Out on thee filth, over and ouerioyd. spurns her When Ime in torments? Thou politic whore, subtler then nine Devils, was this thy journey to Nuncke, to set down the history of me, of my state and Fortune's: Shall I that Dedicated my self to pleasure, be now confined in service to crouch and stand Like and old man ith hams, my hat off, I that never could abide to uncover my head ith Church, base slut, this fruit bears thy complaints. Money whore, money, or I'll- What the devil? how now? thy hasty news? to his man What? may I not look upon my dagger? Speak villain, or I will execute the point on thee: quick, short. From the University? so, University That long word runs through me. Exeunt. Please you draw near sir, you're exceeding well come. O God o. Sir you have much wrought with me, I feel you in my soul, you are your arts master. I never had sense till now; your syllables have cleft me Both for your words and pains I thank you: I cannot but acknowledge grievous wrongs done to my bro there, mighty, mighty, mighty wrongs. Within there, Sir I begin to you, y'aue chid your welcome: Let it be so? Now Sir if you so please Drink both. To spend but a few minutes in a walk about my grounds below, my man here shall attend you: I doubt not but by that time to be furnished of a sufficient answer, and therein my brother fully satis fied. O thou confused man, thy pleasant sins have he thy damnation has beggared thee, that heaven should say we must not sin, and yet made woe men: gives our senses way to find pleasure, which being found confounds us, why should we know those things so m changed misuse us—o would virtue had been forbidden, we should then have proved all virtue ous, for 'tis our blood to love what we are forbidden, had not drunkenness been forbidden what man would have been fool to a beast, and Zany to a swine to show tricks in the mire, what is there in three dice to make a man draw thrice three thousand acres into the compass of a round little table, & with the gentleman's palsy in the hand shake out his post ritie, thiefs or beggars: 'tis done, I would don't i'faith: terrible horrible misery.—how well was I left, very well, very well. My Lands showed Like a full moon about me, but now the moon's ith last quarter, waining, waining, And I am mad to think that moon was mine: Mine and my father's, and my forefathers generati ons, generations: down goes the House of us, down, down; it Sinks: Now is the name a beggar, begs in me that name which hundreds of years has made this shire famous: in me, and my posterity runs out. In my seed five are made miserable beside my self, my riot is now my brother's jailer, my wives sighing, my three boys penury, and mine own con fusion: Tears his hair Why fit my hairs upon my cursed head? Will not this poison scatter them? o my brother's In execution among deuells that stretch him: & make him give. And I in want, not able for to live. Nor to redeem him, Divines and dying men may talk of hell, But in my heart her several torments dwell, Slavery and misery. Who in this case would not take up money upon his soul, pawn his salvation, live at interest: I that did ever in abundance dwell, for me to want, exceeds the throws of hell. Up sir, for her thou hast no inheritance left. Thou shalt be my read boy, take that. strikes him My eldest beggar: thou shalt not live to ask and usurer bred, to cry at a great men gate, or follow good your honour by a Couch, no, nor your brother harity to brain you. Bleed bleed rather then beg beg? stabs him. be not thy names disgrace: Spurn thou thy Fortune's first if they be base: Come view thy second brother: fates, My children's blood shall spin into your faces, you shall see. How Confidently we scorn beggary? Strumpet let go the boy, let go the beggar. There are too many beggars. Dost thou prevent me still? Brat thou shalt not live to shame thy House, And perish now begun, Ther's whores enough, and want would make thee one. Hold me? presumption, I'll undo thee for't, Tug at thy master, Who I sir, 'tis but your fancy, Please you walk in Sir, and I'll soon resolve you, I want one small part to make up the some, And then my brother shall rest satisfied, O stumbling Jade the spavin overtake thee, the fifty diseases stop thee, O, I am sorely bruised, plague founder thee, Thou runnest at ease and pleasure, heart, of chance to Throw me now within a flight oath Town, In such plain even ground, sfot, a man may dice up on't, and throw away the Meadows, filthy beast. Cry within Follow, follow, follow. How now? kind to me? did I not wound thee, left thee for dead. Would done thou harlot, Whom though for fashion sake I married, I never could abide? thinkest thou thy words Shall kill my pleasures, fall of to thy friends, Thou and thy bastards beg: I will not bore A whit in humour? midnight still I love you, And revel in your Company; Curbed in, Shall it be said in all societies, That I broke custom, that I flagd in money, No, those thy jewels, I will play as freely As when my state was fullest. God den, I thank you sir, how do you, adeiue, Ime glad to see you, farewell Instructions, Admoniti ons. Exeun Gent Nay I protest, and take that for and earnest, spurns her I will for ever hold thee in contempt, And never touch the sheets that cover thee, But be diuorst in bed till thou consent, Thy dowry shall be sold to give new life Unto those pleasures which I most affect So sir, then she is gone and so may you be: But let her look that the thing be done she wots of: or hell will stand more pleasa ̄ to the ̄ her house at home. O, Hah whats that? I am right against my House, seat of my Ance stors: I hear my wife's alive; but much endangered: Let me entreat to speak with her before the prison gripe me. Here's weight enough to make a heartstring crack O were it lawful that your pretty souls Might look from heaven into your father's eyes, Then should you see the penitent glasses melt, And both your murders shoot upon my cheeks, But you are playing in the Angels laps, And will not look on me, Who void of grace, killed you in beggary. O that I might my wishes now attain, I should then wish you living were again: Though I did beg with you, which thing I feared, O it the enemy my eyes so bleared. O would you could pray heaven me to forgine That will unto my end repentant live. Whore, give me that boy, Strives with her for the child. O villain now I'll tug thee, over comes him. now I'll tear thee, set quick spurs to my vassal, bruise him, trample him, so, I think thou wilt not follow me in hast My horse stands ready saddled, away, away, Now to my brat at nurse, my sucking beggar: Fates, I'll not leave you one to trample one. Fill me a bowl of wine. Alas poor brother, Bruised with and execution for my sake Exit servant for wine.