ACT.
3.
SCAE.
2.
Enter
Caesar
Borgia
the
Cardinall
,
and
Frescobaldy
a
ruffiane
.
Caes.
Wilt
thou
performe
it
faithfully
?
Fre.
What
I
?
will
I
liue
to
eate
,
to
drinke
,
to
sleepe
?
Caes.
Wilt
thou
performe
it
valiantly
?
Fres.
Will
I
eate
to
drinke
,
will
I
drinke
to
sleepe
,
will
I
sleepe
to
liue
?
Caes.
Will
thou
be
secret
,
and
conceale
my
plot
?
Fres.
My
name
is
Frescobaldi
,
as
for
my
pedigree
,
My
mother
was
of
consanguinitie
▪
with
the
Princesse
Of
Perugia
:
my
father
of
the
noble
family
of
the
Oddi
,
Florentine
both
:
I
my selfe
Brought
vp
a
Page
vnder
Rayner
King
of
Sicily
,
Haue
seru'd
against
the
Turkes
and
Sarazines
,
Where
at
Vienna
(
with
my
single
Pike
,
Arm'd
in
a
Maly
Briggandine
of
Naples
,
And
with
an
old-Fox
which
I
kept
in
store
,
A
monument
of
Mars
when
I
depart
)
I
did
vnhorse
three
Turkie
Ianizaries
.
Then
(
in
the
warres
of
Ferdinand
the
King
)
This
Hippe
was
shott
through
with
a
Crocadile
,
But
that
it
were
too
tedious
I
could
shew
you
:
Vnder
the
King
of
Romaines
I
was
cut
,
Iust
from
this
shoulder
to
the
very
pappe
:
And
yet
by
fortunes
of
the
warre
am
heere
,
I
thanke
God
,
and
my
Surgion
▪
all
fix
,
trillill
▪
I
fought
at
Malta
when
the
towne
was
girt
With
Sargeants
heads
,
and
bul-beggers
of
Turkie
:
And
by
my
plot
(
niming
below
the
rampier
)
We
gaue
th'obgoblings
leaue
to
scale
our
walls
,
And
being
mounted
all
vpon
that
place
:
I
with
my
Lint-stock
gaue
fire
to
the
traine
,
And
sent
them
capring
vp
to
Capricornus
.
Which
when
the
wise
Astronomers
of
Greece
,
Prodigiously
discouered
from
a
farre
.
They
thought
those
Turcaes
fiery
meteors
.
Which
with
their
Pikes
were
pushing
in
the
clowds
,
The
learned
Booke-men
writte
strange
Almanacks
,
Of
signes
,
and
apparitions
in
the
ayre
:
And
by
these
honors
(
if
I
proue
a
blabbe
)
Then
call
mee
villaine
,
varlet
,
coward
,
skabbe
.
Caes.
Then
tell
mee
Frescobaldi
Where
I
may
send
to
thee
〈◊〉
time
shall
serue
.
Fresc.
Faith
for
the
most
parte
my
mansion
is
in
Ciuitauechiae
nella
strada
di
san
lorenzo
,
nere
the
conduict
at
a
good
olde
Ladies
house
,
la
dōna
sempronia
at
signe
of
the
glister
pipe
,
where
if
you
chance
to
faile
of
mee
.
Within
three
houses
more
at
signe
of
the
frying-panne
you
may
commande
mee
,
at
all
houres
in
the
fore-noone
.
Caes.
Well
gramercie
Frescobaldi
I
wil
take
the
note
of
those
houses
in
my
tables
.
But
be
sure
and
ready
when
oportunitie
calles
vpon
you
.
Fres●o.
May
it
please
your
most
reuerend
grace
(
without
offence
to
your
Lordship
)
to
deliuer
me
the
parties
name
vpon
whome
I
should
performe
this
Tragedy
.
For
I
may
parcase
catch
him
in
a
gilder
my selfe
before
you
are
aware
;
and
moylie
mufle
vp
his
maistership
,
with
the
garotta
,
or
stiletto
,
perchance
the
ponyard
or
pistol
,
such
as
I
warrant
you
shal
serue
his
turne
.
Caes.
Be
it
sufficient
thou
shalt
know
hereafter
,
My
businesse
and
affaires
are
very
great
:
One
word
more
,
and
adue
.
He
rowndeth
with
Frescobaldi
.
Fre.
Secret
as
mid-night
,
sure
as
the
sunne
,
quick
as
the
waters
Caes.
Why
?
so
sayd
braue
Frescobaldi
like
a
man
of
some
resolution
farewell
remember
the
watchward
—
do
not
faile
.
Fresco.
My
businesse
and
affaires
are
very
great
my
gratious
Lord
,
one
word
more
with
your
grace
my
good
Lord
,
and
so
I
kisse
your
foote
.
He
whispereth
with
Caesar
.
Caes.
It
was
not
ingratitud
,
neither
forgetfulnesse
in
me
Frescobaldi
:
Here
take
this
and
remember
me
.
He
deliuereth
him
a
purse
.
Fres.
I
encounter
your
munificence
with
my
loue
,
and
your
loue
with
my
seruice
,
my
loue
and
seruice
with
your
mony
.
Padrone
mio
multo
honorato
,
More
for
your
loue
then
your
mony
,
And
yet
your
grace
wel
knowes
,
clothes
must
be
wrought
,
weapons
must
be
bought
;
and
Tauerns
must
be
sought
,
and
all
braue
exploits
must
be
done
,
as
they
should
be
done
brauely
.
Caes.
But
that
I
keepe
my
secret
to
my selfe
;
I
would
not
vse
this
slaue
for
any
gold
:
Yet
when
I
trust
him
he
shall
not
deceiue
me
.
Exit
Caesar
.
Fresc.
Now
skelder
yee
scounderels
,
skelder
you
maggotmūgers
,
you
pompiós
;
you
wood-wormes
,
you
magatapipicoes
,
I
am
for
you
,
now
Frescobaldi
,
call
thy
wits
togither
,
let
me
〈◊〉
see
what
a clock
it
is
:
very
neere
eight
,
and
almost
breakfast
time
at
a
eleauen
,
this
very
night
must
I
stand
Perdue
for
this
bloudy
seruice
.
I
know
my
place
and
houre
;
I
must
confesse
and
perchance
be
hang'd
,
I
haue
in
the
Burdelliaes
and
in
other
such
houses
of
naturall
recreation
and
agility
,
received
three
or
foure
score
broken
pates
in
my
time
:
and
some
bastinadoes
for
crossing
courting
spicy-spirited
inamoratoes
in
their
humors
.
Besides
I
was
the
first
that
from
the
Swisse
quarter
,
in
the
raigne
of
king
Ferdinand
brought
vp
in
his
army
the
fashions
of
bowsing
and
to
vsing
Greeke
and
Spanish
wines
by
the
flagon
,
with
that
old
stinckard
Henrico
Baglioni
,
somtime
Alferoes
to
Capitanco
Piccolomini
&
my selfe
;
I
remember
likewise
at
Terracinae
I
broake
a
glasse
(
contayning
some
quart
of
Robollia
)
vpon
the
face
of
Capitanco
Fransesco
Boccansacchia
a
very
sufficient
souldier
in
that
seruice
,
and
to
my
knowledge
a
tall
trencherman
:
howbeit
from
the
teeth
down-ward
as
base
a
mettled
coward
as
euer
was
coyn'd
out
of
the
sooty
side
of
a
copper
kettle
;
so
he
was
:
well
I
will
second
my
Lord
in
any
slaughter
for
his
wages
,
and
if
any
man
will
giue
me
better
hiers
(
when
I
haue
seru'd
the
Cardinalls
turne
)
I
will
present
my
pistoll
vpon
his
sacred
person
afterward
for
charities
sake
:
well
,
now
to
the
drinking
schoole
,
then
to
the
fence
schoole
,
and
lastly
to
the
vaulting
schoole
,
to
my
Lady
Sempronia
.
Exit
.
Enter
the
Duke
of
Candie
and
Barbarossa
.
Can.
This
was
an
act
of
such
strange
consequence
,
As
neuer
yet
was
heard
,
a
man
found
dead
Within
a
private
chamber
of
his
house
;
When
all
his
seruants
stird
:
not
one
of
them
That
could
giue
euidence
of
what
befell
But
that
he
kill'd
himselfe
.
it
impossibile
.
Baer.
I
was
the
first
that
found
him
in
his
bloud
;
Then
warme
from
slaughter
:
such
a
ruthfull
sight
As
yet
I
tremble
to
remember
it
.
〈◊〉
It
is
impossible
(
after
a
search
)
No
stranger
found
within
Visellies
doers
,
But
that
some
seruant
of
his
family
Should
haue
sure
notice
how
the
murther
was
.
B●r.
It
was
his
owne
hand
sure
.
Can.
I
cannot
thinke
it
.
The
gentleman
was
honest
,
full
of
sport
,
And
well
affected
.
Bar.
Pardon
me
my
Lord
,
My
Ladie
Lucrece
told
it
in
great
griefe
She
twise
before
had
rescued
his
life
.
Can.
Go
too
,
go
too
.
Bar.
Besides
my
Noble
Lord
.
Papers
both
writ
,
and
sealed
with
his
hand
Were
found
about
him
testifying
this
.
Can.
Good
Barbarossa
pray
my
sister
Lucrece
,
Here
to
encounter
me
with
her
good
company
:
Som-what
I
would
in
priuate
talke
with
her
.
Bar.
My
Lord
I
will
.
Exit
Barb.
Can.
High
God
be
mercifull
.
Thou
that
doest
know
the
secrets
of
al
hearts
,
If
Lucrece
(
as
my
father
doth
suspect
)
Was
priuie
to
this
murther
of
my
life
Enter
Lucrece
Barb.
with
her
.
I
can
learne
all
she
knowes
.
But
yet
I
will
not
either
suspect
,
or
vrge
her
were
it
true
Being
indeede
a
violation
of
brother-hood
&
common
humanity
She
maketh
towards
me
—
sister
how
faires
it
with
you
?
Luc
As
with
a
dead
Corse
in
a
Sepulcher
Cold
▪
liuelesse
,
comfortlesse
,
opprest
with
sorrow
.
Nor
since
my
ioy
did
leaue
me
desolate
Euer
could
I
brooke
well
this
open
ayre
But
still
lamenting
and
disconsolate
Kept
vp
in
Chamber
,
mourning
for
my
Lord
.
Can.
What
order
tooke
you
for
his
funnerall
?
Luc.
He
that
aliue
was
shrined
in
my
brest
,
Now
dead
liues
yet
intombed
in
my
thoughts
,
There
is
a
modell
of
it
in
my
closet
.
Can.
Performe
it
decently
with
dilligence
.
Lu.
Brother
me thinkes
the
ayre
is
cold
and
raw
,
And
as
you
please
let
vs
conferre
within
.
Can.
Gladly
deere
sister
with
what
hast
you
may
,
And
I
desire
you
noble
Barbarosa
To
meete
vs
at
my
Chamber
after
supper
.
My
brother
Caesar
hath
appoynted
with
me
Some
businesse
,
and
I
craue
your
company
.
Bar.
Thankes
my
good
Lord
:
but
matters
of
much
moment
,
I
haue
at
that
time
with
my
Lord
Caraffa
;
And
I
must
speake
this
night
with
my
Lord
Caesar
.
Can.
Tell
him
I
will
attend
by
nine
of
clocke
.
Bar.
I
will
my
good
Lord
.
Cand.
Farewell
Barbarossa
.
Bar.
Ioy
to
you
both
.
Exit
Barbarossa
.
Can.
My
trembling
liuer
throbs
,
my
cold
hearts
heauy
;
My
mind
disturbed
and
I
know
not
why
But
all
as
he
will
,
heauens
aboue
for
me
.
Exeunt
omnes
.
SCEN.
5.
Enter
Frescobaldi
solis
.
Fres.
This
is
the
black
night
,
this
the
fatall
hand
:
These
are
the
bloudy
weapons
which
must
be
Witnesse
and
actors
of
this
Tragedy
.
Now
Frescobaldi
play
thy
masters
prize
:
Here
is
a
rich
purse
cram'd
with
red
crusadoes
Which
doth
inspire
me
with
a
martiall
spirit
,
Now
could
I
combate
with
the
diuill
to night
.
First
did
I
wash
my
liuer
,
lungs
,
and
heart
.
In
Cretane
wines
and
head
strong
Malues●e
(
Such
as
would
make
a
coward
fight
with
Mars
)
Then
least
I
should
with
any
weapons
drawne
Be
driuen
to
danger
of
mine
enemy
;
I
practised
my
martiall
fe●cts
of
fence
:
As
for
example
if
with
armes
vnsheath'd
,
I
were
to
kill
this
conduct
here
I
come
.
he
fenceth
.
He
makes
a
thrust
,
I
with
a
swift
passado
,
Make
quick
auoydance
,
and
with
this
stoccado
(
Although
he
fence
with
all
his
finest
force
)
Bar'd
of
his
body
thrust
him
in
the
throate
.
G●●rd●re●i
●ene
,
signori
honorenoli
.
Suppose
this
conduict
or
my
duellist
,
Should
falsifie
the
foine
vpon
me
thus
.
Here
will
I
take
him
,
turning
downe
this
hand
.
Enter
Henrico
Baglioni
looking
earnestly
vpon
Frescobaldi
.
Il
punto
verso
indrizzato
,
thus
.
Admit
he
force
me
with
his
ambroccado
Here
I
deceiue
then
,
with
this
passado
And
come
vppon
him
in
the
speeding
place
.
Bag.
what
Mandragon
or
saluage
Ascapart
,
what
Pantaconger
or
Pantagruell
Art
thou
that
fightest
with
thy
fathers
soule
Or
with
some
subtill
apparitions
.
Which
no
man
can
behould
with
mortall
eyes
Or
art
thou
rauished
with
bedlamy
Fighting
with
figments
and
vaine
fantazies
Chimeraes
or
blacke
spirrits
of
the
night
.
Fresc:
Come
not
within
9.
furlongs
of
this
place
.
My
name
is
Rubosongal
the
grimme
ghost
Of
Bembocamber
king
of
Calicute
.
And
here
for
this
night
I
keepe
centrenell
For
Muscopateron
great
king
of
flyes
;
Great
grandsier
of
ten
thousand
hecatombes
.
Bag:
I
Coniure
thee
fowle
fiende
of
Acheron
By
puissant
Hoblecock
and
Bristletoe
,
By
Windicaper
Monti-boggl●bo
.
Polipotmos
and
the
dreadfull
names
of
Mulli-sacke
and
Hermocotterock
.
By
Petrouidemi
,
by
the
dogged
spirrits
Of
Bacchus
which
Canary
land
inherrits
.
By
purple
Aligant
the
bloudy
gyant
.
And
leaden
headed
hollock
pure
and
pliant
.
By
Birrha
Martia
and
by
Sydrack
sweete
Who
did
with
mathew
Glynne
in
combat
meete
.
And
by
this
awfull
crosse
vppon
my
blade
Of
which
black
curres
and
hedghogges
are
affraid
.
And
by
this
fox
which
stinkes
of
Pagan
bloud
,
Do'st
thou
walke
there
for
mischiefe
or
for
good
.
F●es.
Braue
man
whose
spirit
is
approued
well
,
(
As
most
aprooued
panders
truly
tell
)
Vnder
greene
hedges
,
vnder
Coblers
stalles
,
In
portall
,
porches
,
vnder
batterd
walles
,
Which
day
;
by
night
keepes
watch-full
centinell
To
guize
the
pleasures
of
faire
Claribell
Profane
arch
patriark
of
Pancridge
steeple
,
The
bauldy
beaken
of
vngodly
people
.
With
other
master
which
I
might
alleadge
To
the
Grand
Captaine
of
Collman-hedge
,
Marching
fowle
Amazonian
trulls
in
troupes
Whose
lanthornes
are
still
lighted
in
their
Poupes
.
Some
without
kerchiefes
,
others
with
torne
smockes
;
Certaine
imboch'd
with
piles
,
and
some
with
poxes
.
Others
with
rotten
shooes
and
stockings
rente
With
carrine
in
each
ditch
keepe
parliament
.
In
petticotes
all
patch'd
and
wast-coate
torne
,
And
wandring
with
some
ragge
blesse
euery
thorne
.
Which
with
their
Targets
neuer
make
retire
,
From
any
breach
till
they
their
foomen
fire
.
Rebating
the
stiffe
pointes
of
their
keene
blades
Till
all
their
champions
masculine
proue
lades
.
To
thee
saith
Frescobaldi
case
thy
steele
Least
thou
the
rigor
of
my
furie
feele
.
Bag.
And
yet
I
loue
thee
for
thy
martiall
grace
,
Thine
in
all
seruice
:
shake
hands
and
embrace
.
Fresc.
A
pox
vpon
thy
coward
fistes
foule
knaue
,
And
yet
I
loue
thee
roague
:
aske
roague
and
haue
.
Embrace
fantastically
.
Bagb.
Come
and
embrace
:
tis
bli●h
when
malte-men
meete
,
And
drinke
till
they
haue
lost
both
head
and
feete
.
And
driueling
sleepe
on
euery
stall
and
bench
With
euery
man
a
knee
in
his
hand
and
in
his
Can
a
prettie
wench
But
Frescobaldi
my
braue
Bodigonero
,
Varlet
of
veluet
,
my
moccado
villaine
,
Old
heart
of
durance
,
my
stript
canuase
shoulders
,
And
my
Perpetuana
pander
tell
me
;
Tell
me
what
humors
Cataplasmatick
,
Excited
haue
thy
Bacchick
fantasies
:
To
draw
that
triumphant
swerlidildido
,
Vpon
some
spirit
of
the
Buttery
,
Fris.
This
was
no
barmie
spirit
of
the
bottle
,
It
was
a
bloudy
spirit
of
the
battell
:
And
if
I
lye
,
call
me
thy
Wimble-cock
.
Bag.
A
mouldy
iest
,
well
I
will
answere
thee
:
I
coniure
thee
by
Negra
Luciaes
name
,
By
Dol
Pattenti
,
by
the
subtill
shape
,
Of
Nanna
Baliker
,
by
the
cunning
fleights
Of
Vini
Clerilicks
with
hir
faire
sprights
:
By
Mega
Court
,
with
Marga
Marichalus
,
That
in
Turnuliball
doth
keepe
an
Ale-house
:
By
Nan
Riuehomo
that
hote
stigmatist
,
Now
bedded
with
th'Italian
Vitraillist
,
Which
in
the
fierie
Phlegitonian
flames
,
Did
worke
strange
vitriall
dildidoes
for
Dames
,
Her
spirits
haue
no
power
to
touch
this
strand
.
Till
they
transported
from
Lambechia
land
,
By
Charon
Ferriman
of
Black
Auerne
,
Fall
Anchor
at
the
Stilliard
Tauerne
,
And
by
Tartarean
Plutoes
Heben
bowle
,
Why
didst
thou
combate
with
thy
Fathers
soule
?
Fres.
Learned
Magitian
skild
in
hidden
Artes
,
As
well
in
prior
as
posterior
parts
,
I
see
thou
kennist
the
secrets
of
all
sorts
,
Of
sharpe
siringues
and
salacious
sports
:
Venerall
Buboes
,
Tubers
Vlcerous
,
And
Iames
Defisticanckers
venemous
.
Doubtlesse
Don
Vigo
then
his
vigor
pour'd
Into
thy
braines
,
when
he
thy
bottle
scour'd
.
Noble
Henrilico
question
no
further
,
My
meditations
are
of
bloud
and
murther
,
I
feasted
haue
too
long
,
pree-thee
be
gone
.
Henrico
Baglioni
(
by
this
sword
)
I
am
to morrow
to
performe
a
duell
,
And
practising
in
this
nights
melancholie
,
How
to
dispatch
it
with
a
braue
stoccadoe
.
Heere
I
did
make
a
proofe
,
prithie
good-night
,
Trouble
me
now
no
more
:
early
to morrow
,
Ile
march
vnto
the
signe
oth
frying-panne
,
And
take
thee
timely
with
thy
pointes
vntrust
,
To
drinke
a
flagon
of
greeke
wine
with
thee
.
Bag.
Goodnight
my
noble
Rillibilbibo
,
Thou
shalt
be
welcome
in
the
darkest
midnight
.
Exit
Bagli
.
Fri
Now
to
my
watchword
it
is
quight
forgot
,
oh
Col
nunolo
la
Pioggia
:
thinke
vpon
it
.
The
clocke
strikes
eleuen
.
This
is
mine
hower
appoynted
this
the
place
,
Here
will
I
stand
close
till
tha'llarum
call
,
he
stands
behind
the
post
.
Enter
a
Page
with
a
torche
,
Duke
of
Candie
and
Caesar
Borgia
disguised
.
Can.
What
ist
a clocke
boy
now
?
Pag.
My
gratious
Lord
,
By
Sistoes
horologe
tis
strooke
eleuen
.
Caesa.
A
fit
hower
for
our
purpose
noble
brother
,
Can.
But
hath
La
Bella
formiana
notice
,
Of
our
aproch
to night
.
Caes.
Oh
doubt
it
not
,
villaine
put
out
that
torch
,
The
boy
putteth
out
the
torch
.
Being
disguis'd
we
will
not
be
discryed
,
Depart
you
to
my
lodging
presently
,
Paine
of
thy
life
not
one
word
that
thou
saw
vs
.
Exit
page
.
Can.
Tis
very
darke
,
good
brother
goe
before
,
You
know
the
streets
best
.
Caesa.
Oh
keepe
your
way
;
you
cannot
lightly
fall
,
But
if
you
doe
.
Can,
How
then
.
Caesa.
You
shalbe
supported
.
Can.
My
heart
begins
to
throb
,
my
soule
misdoubts
,
I
feare
some
treachery
A
che
me
fido
,
guarda
me
Dio
,
On
in
Gods
name
.
Caes.
Giue
me
your
hand
brother
,
fie
doe
not
faint
.
Can.
Caesar
I
can
scarse
goe
,
A
suddaine
qualme
hath
seaz'd
vpon
my
spirits
.
Caes.
Tut
brother
forward
with
alacritie
,
My
life
for
yours
youle
be
at
ease
anon
,
Can.
Tis
a
foule
busines
let
vs
retire
,
And
seeke
some
other
seasone
for
our
sports
,
Caes.
I
am
asham'd
thou
should'st
be
generall
,
To
lead
those
forces
that
fight
for
the
Church
,
And
heere
shew
such
faint
harted
cowardize
.
Can.
Are
you
dispos'd
to
quarrell
in
the
streets
,
Neither
the
time
nor
place
serues
instantly
;
To
call
you
to
some
audit
for
these
words
.
Caes.
Abortiue
Coward
borne
before
thy
time
,
Caesar
trips
vp
Candies
heels
.
I
will
not
brooke
thy
foolish
insolence
.
Col
nuuolo
la
pioggia
.
Caesar
and
Frescobaldi
stab
him
.
Can.
Deere
God
reuenge
my
wrongs
,
receaue
my
soule
.
Caes.
Let
him
receaue
thy
soule
when
he
thinkes
good
,
Ile
take
an
order
for
thy
buriall
.
Helpe
Frescobaldi
let
vs
heaue
him
ouer
,
That
he
may
fall
into
the
riuer
Tiber
,
Come
to
the
bridge
with
him
.
Fres.
Be
what
he
will
the
villaine's
ponderous
,
Hath
he
some
gould
about
him
shall
I
take
it
?
Caes.
Take
it
were
there
a
million
of
duckets
,
Thou
hast
done
brauely
Frescobaldi
,
Stretch
thee
,
stretch
out
thine
armes
feare
that
he
Fall
not
vpon
the
arches
.
Fres.
Ile
wash
him
doubt
you
not
of
a
new
fashion
.
Caes.
I
thinke
thou
neuer
hadst
thy
Christendome
,
Follow
for
Company
prenitious
villaine
.
Fres.
Hold
hold
,
Coxwounds
my
Lord
hold
,
Caes.
The
diuell
goe
with
you
both
for
company
.
Caesar
casteth
Frescobaldi
after
Caesar
solus
.
Now
Caesar
Muster
vp
thy
wittes
together
.
Summon
thy
sences
and
aduance
thy selfe
,
Ware
and
Earth
haue
interpos'd
their
bodies
,
Betwixt
the
worldes
bright
eye
and
this
blacke
murther
.
Sweete
silent
night
(
guarded
with
secret
starres
)
Keepe
silence
,
and
conceale
this
Tragedie
;
Saturne
is
lord
ascendant
of
this
hower
,
Propitious
patron
of
assassinates
Or
murthers
,
Paracides
,
and
massacres
:
Lord
of
my
birth
,
auspitious
to
my
life
,
This
is
my
first
degree
to
domination
.
Who
can
,
or
(
if
they
could
)
who
dare
suspect
,
How
Caesar
Borgia
kild
his
brother
Candie
?
This
is
infallible
,
that
many
crimes
Lurke
vnderneath
the
robes
of
Holinesse
:
And
vnderneath
my
Purple
tunicle
This
fact
concealed
is
:
Ascanio
Sforza
Shall
strangely
(
by
some
wilie
policies
)
Be
brought
into
suspect
for
Candies
death
.
Sister
Lucretia
thou
must
follow
next
:
My
fathers
shame
and
mine
,
endeth
in
thee
.
Now
shew
thy selfe
true
Caesar
;
Caesar
shall
Either
liue
Caesar
like
,
or
not
at
all
.
Guicchiardine
.
Death
and
bloud
onely
lengthen
out
our
Scoene
.
These
be
the
visible
and
speaking
shewes
,
That
bring
vice
into
detestation
,
Vnnaturall
murthers
▪
cursed
poysonings
,
Horrible
exorcisme
,
and
Inuocation
,
In
them
examine
the
rewarde
of
sinne
.
What
followes
,
view
with
gentle
patience
.