DUKE

How now my Lords, was't not a gallant course, Believe me sirs, I never saw a wretch, Make better shift to save her little life: The thickets full of busks and scratching briers, A mighty dew, a many deep mouthed hounds, Let lose in every place to cross their course, And yet the Hare God cleanly from them all: I would not for a hundred pound in fait But that she had escaped with her life, For we will wind a merry hunter's horn, And tart her once again to morrow morn. But say, what well accomplishd Gentleman, Is this that comes into our company? Stand close awhile, and over hear his words, He seems much overwent with passion. We all are Padu , and we all intend, To pass forthwith, w that speed to Padua. Come then away, but gentlemen behold, A bloody ight, and murderous spectacle. Hark one of them hath some small spark of life, To kindle knowledge of their sad m haps. Lay hands upon Alenso Gentlemen, Your presence does confirm you had a share, In the performance of this c velt e. Nay if you stand to justify your self, This Gentleman whose life do h see me to stay, Within his body tell he tell your shame, Shall testify of your integrity: Speak then thou sad And tomy of death, Who were the agents of your wofulnesse. What should incite Fallerio to devise, The overthrown of this unhappy boy. You deem aright, see gentlemen the fruits Of coveting to have another's right, O wicked thought of greedy couetice Could neither nature, fear of punishment, Scandal to wife and children, nor the fear, Of Gods confounding strict severity, Allay the headstrong fury of thy will, Beware my friends to wish unlawful gain, It will beget strange actions full of fear, And overthrown the actor unawares, For first Fallerios life must satisfy, The large effusion of their guiltless bloods, Trained on by him to these extremities, Next, wife and children must be disposest, Of lands and goods, and turned to beggary, But most of all, his great and heinous sin, Will be and eye soar to his guiltless kin. Bear hence away these models of his shame, And let us prosecute the murderer, With all the care and diligence we can. Where is that Syren, that incarnate fiend, Monster of Nature, spectacle of shame, Blot and confusion of his family, False seeming semblance of true-dealing trust, I mean Fallerio bloody murderer: Hath he confessed his cursed treachery, Or will he stand to prove his innocence. Then bring him forth, to and were for himself, Since he stands stoutly to deny the deed: His son can witness, that the dying man, Accused Fallerio for his treachery. Stand forth thou close disguised hypocrite, And speak directly to these articles, First, didst thou hire two bloody murderers To massacre Pertillo in a wood? Thy son can witness to the contrary. I dare be sworn that Sostrata would blush, Shouldst thou deny Alenso for thy son. Not to Fallerio, this is excellent, You are the man was called Fallerio. This impudence shall not excuse your fault, You are well known to be Fallerio, The wicked husband of dead Sostrata, And father to the virtuous Alenso, And even as sure as all these certainties, Thou didst contrive thy little Nephews death. No, were he the chiefest hope of Christendom, He should not live for this presumption: Use no excuse, Alenso for thy life, My doom of death shall be irrevocable. Then thus, you shall be hanged immediately, For your illusion of the Magistrates, With borrowed shapes of false antiquity. What strange appeal is this, we know thee no , None but Fall io is accused hereof. Assure your selves you both shall suffer death: But for Fallerio, he shall hang in chains, After he's dead, for he was principal. Cease, cease Fallerio, in thy bootless prayers, I am resolved, I am inexorable, Vesuvio, see their judgement be performed, And use All nso with all clemency: Provided that the law be satisfied. 'Tis now too late to wish for had wis , Had you withheld you hand f om this attempt, Sorrow had never so imp oned you. How now my Lords, this is a miracle, To shake off thirty years so suddenly, And turn from feeble age to flourishing youth. Forbear Allenso harken to my doom, Which does concern thy father's apprehension, First we enjoin thee upon pain of death, To give no succour to thy wicked sire, But let him perish in his damned sin, And pay the price of such a treachery: See that with speed the monster be attached, And bring him safe to suffer punishment, Prevent it not, nor seek not to delude, The officers to whom this charge is given, For if thou do, as sure as God does live: Thy self shall satisfy the laws contempt, Therefore forward about this punishment.