1631If heauen be pleas'd that you must vse me ill,

1632Why then you must. Will you put out mine eyes?

1633These eyes, that neuer did, nor neuer shall

1634So much as frowne on you.

1635Hub. I haue sworne to do it:

1636And with hot Irons must I burne them out.

1637Ar. Ah, none but in this Iron Age, would do it:

1638The Iron of it selfe, though heate red hot,

1639Approaching neere these eyes, would drinke my teares,

1640And quench this fierie indignation,

1641Euen in the matter of mine innocence:

1642Nay, after that, consume away in rust,

1643But for containing fire to harme mine eye:

1644Are you more stubborne hard, then hammer'd Iron?

1645And if an Angell should haue come to me,

1646And told me Hubert should put out mine eyes,

1647I would not haue beleeu'd him: no tongue but Huberts.

1648Hub. Come forth: Do as I bid you do.

1649Art. O saue me Hubert, saue me: my eyes are out

1650Euen with the fierce lookes of these bloody men.

1651Hub. Giue me the Iron I say, and binde him heere.

1652Art. Alas, what neede you be so boistrous rough?

1653I will not struggle, I will stand stone still:

1654For heauen sake Hubert let me not be bound:

1655Nay heare me Hubert, driue these men away,

1656And I will sit as quiet as a Lambe.

1657I will not stirre, nor winch, nor speake a word,

1658Nor looke vpon the Iron angerly:

1659Thrust but these men away, and Ile forgiue you,

1660What euer torment you do put me too.

1661Hub. Go stand within: let me alone with him.

1662Exec. I am best pleas'd to be from such a deede.

1663Art. Alas, I then haue chid away my friend,

1664He hath a sterne looke, but a gentle heart:

1665Let him come backe, that his compassion may

1666Giue life to yours.

1667Hub. Come (Boy) prepare your selfe.

1668Art. Is there no remedie?

1669Hub. None, but to lose your eyes.

1670Art. O heauen: that there were but a moth in yours,

1671A graine, a dust, a gnat, a wandering haire,

1672Any annoyance in that precious sense:

1673Then feeling what small things are boysterous there,

1674Your vilde intent must needs seeme horrible.

1675Hub. Is this your promise? Go too, hold your toong.

1676Art. Hubert, the vtterance of a brace of tongues,

1677Must needes want pleading for a paire of eyes:

1678Let me not hold my tongue: let me not Hubert,

1679Or Hubert, if you will cut out my tongue,

1680So I may keepe mine eyes. O spare mine eyes,

1681Though to no vse, but still to looke on you.

1682Loe, by my troth, the Instrument is cold,

1683And would not harme me.

1684Hub. I can heate it, Boy.

1685Art. No, in good sooth: the fire is dead with griefe,

1686Being create for comfort, to be vs'd

1687In vndeserued extreames: See else your selfe,

1688There is no malice in this burning cole,

1689The breath of heauen, hath blowne his spirit out,

1690And strew'd repentant ashes on his head.

1691Hub. But with my breath I can reuiue it Boy.

1692Art. And if you do, you will but make it blush,

1693And glow with shame of your proceedings, Hubert:

1694Nay, it perchance will sparkle in your eyes:

1695And, like a dogge that is compell'd to fight,

1696Snatch at his Master that doth tarre him on.

1697All things that you should vse to do me wrong

1698Deny their office: onely you do lacke

1699That mercie, which fierce fire, and Iron extends,

1700Creatures of note for mercy, lacking vses.

1701Hub. Well, see to liue: I will not touch thine eye,

1702For all the Treasure that thine Vnckle owes,

1703Yet am I sworne, and I did purpose, Boy,

1704With this same very Iron, to burne them out.

1705Art. O now you looke like Hubert. All this while

1706You were disguis'd.

1707Hub. Peace: no more. Adieu,

1708Your Vnckle must not know but you are dead.

1709Ile fill these dogged Spies with false reports:

1710And, pretty childe, sleepe doubtlesse, and secure,

1711That Hubert for the wealth of all the world,

1712Will not offend thee.

1713Art. O heauen! I thanke you Hubert.

1714Hub. Silence, no more; go closely in with mee,

1715Much danger do I vndergo for thee. Exeunt

1718Iohn. Heere once againe we sit: once against crown'd

1719And look'd vpon, I hope, with chearefull eyes.

1720Pem. This once again (but that your Highnes pleas'd)

1721Was once superfluous: you were Crown'd before,

1722And that high Royalty was nere pluck'd off:

1723The faiths of men, nere stained with reuolt:

1724Fresh expectation troubled not the Land

1725With any long'd-for-change, or better State.

1726Sal. Therefore, to be possess'd with double pompe,

1727To guard a Title, that was rich before;

1728To gilde refined Gold, to paint the Lilly;

1729To throw a perfume on the Violet,

1730To smooth the yce, or adde another hew

1731Vnto the Raine-bow; or with Taper-light

1732To seeke the beauteous eye of heauen to garnish,

1733Is wastefull, and ridiculous excesse.

1734Pem. But that your Royall pleasure must be done,

1735This acte, is as an ancient tale new told,

1736And, in the last repeating, troublesome,

1737Being vrged at a time vnseasonable.

1738Sal. In this the Anticke, and well noted face

1739Of plaine old forme, is much disfigured,

1740And like a shifted winde vnto a saile,

1741It makes the course of thoughts to fetch about,

1742Startles, and frights consideration :

1743Makes sound opinion sicke, and truth suspected,

1744For putting on so new a fashion'd robe.

1745Pem. When Workemen striue to do better then wel,

1746They do confound their skill in couetousnesse,

1747And oftentimes excusing of a fault,

1748Doth make the fault the worse by th'excuse:

1749As patches set vpon a little breach,

1750Discredite more in hiding of the fault,

1751Then did the fault before it was so patch'd.

1752Sal. To this effect, before you were new crown'd

1753We breath'd our Councell: but it pleas'd your Highnes

1754To ouer-beare it, and we are all well pleas'd,

1755Since all, and euery part of what we would

1756Doth make a stand, at what your Highnesse will.