The Tragedy of M.Arden
And this night shal thou and Susan be made sure,
Mic.
Ile go tell him.
Ales.
And as thou goest, tell Iohn cooke of our guests,
And bid him lay it on, spare for no coast.[Exit Michaell.
Wil.
Nay and there be such cheere, we wil bid our selues
Mistres Arden, Dick Greene & I do meane to sup wᵗyou,
Ales.
And welcome shall you be, ah gentlemen,
How mist you of your purpose yesternight?
Gre.
Twas long of shakebag that vnluckye villaine.
Sha.
Thou doest me wrong, I did as much as any.
Wil.
Nay then M. Ales, Ile tell you how it was,
When he should haue lockt with both his hilts,
He in a brauery florisht ouer his head
With that comes Francklin at him lustely
And hurts the slaue, with that he slinks away,
Now his way had bene to haue come hand and feete, one and two round at his costerd.
He lyke a foole beares his sword point halfe a yarde out of danger, I lye here for my lyfe.
If the deuill come, and he haue no more strength then fence
He shall neuer beat me from this warde,
Ile stand to it, a buckler in a skilfull hand,
Is as good as a castell.
Nay tis better then a sconce, for I haue tryde it.
Mosbie perceiuing this, began to faint.
With that comes Arden with his arming sword,
And thrust him through the shoulder in a tryce.
Ales.
I but I wonder why you both stoode still.
Wil.
Faith I was so amazed I could not strike.
Ales.
Ah sirs had he yesternight bene slaine,
For euery drop of his detested bloode,
I would cramme in Angels in thy fist.
And kist thee too, and hugd thee in my armes.
Wil.
Patient your selfe, we can not help it now,
Greene and we two, will dogge him through the faire,
And stab him in the croud, and steale away,
