The Tragedy of M.Arden
Let me haue no more such pranckes as these
Come M. Francklin, let vs go to bed.
Farn.
I be my Faith, the aire is very colde, Exeunt.
Michaell farewell, I pray thee dreame no more.
Sha.
Black night hath hid the pleasurs of yᵉ day.
Here enters Will, Gre. and Shak.
And with the black folde of her cloudy robe,
Obscure vs from the eiesight of the worlde,
In which swete silence such as we triumph.
The laysie minuts linger on their time,
Loth to giue due audit to the howre:
Til in the watch our purpose be complete,
And Arden sent to euerlasting night.
Greene get you gone, and linger here about,
And at some houre hence, come to vs againe,
Where we will giue you instance of his death.
Gre.
Speede to my wish whose wil so ere sayes no,
And so ile leaue you for an howre or two. Exit Gre.
Will.
I tel thee Shakebag, would this thing wer don,
I am so heauy that I can scarse go:
This drowsines in me bods little good.
Shake.
How now Will, become a precissian.
Nay then lets go sleepe, when buges and feares,
Shall kill our courages with their fancies worke,
Will.
Why Shakbagge thou mistakes me much,
And wrongs me to in telling me of feare,
Wert not a serious thing we go about,
It should be slipt, til I had fought with thee:
To let thee know I am no coward I,
I tel thee Shakbag thou abusest me.
Sha.
Why thy speach bewraied an inlye kind of feare.
And sauourd of a weak relenting spirit.
Go forward now in that we haue begonne.
And afterwards attempt me when thou darest.
Wil.
And if I do not heauen cut me of,
But let that passe, and show me to this house.
