Book-bot.com - read famous books online for free

A Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 4 by Unknown
page 108 of 535 (20%)
As will not winck at your iniquitie.

_Allen_. By heaven and earth my soule is innocent!
Say what you will, I know my conscience.

_Fal_.--To be afflicted with a scourge of care,
Which my oreweaning rashnesse did infflict.

_Turq_. Come, beare him hence! expostulate no more;
That heart that could invent such treachery,
Can teach his face to brave it cunninglie.

_Alen_. I do defie your accusations;
Let me have justice, I will answere it.

_Vesuv_. So, beare him hence! I meane to stay behinde,
To take possession of his goods and landes
For the Dukes use: it is too manifest.

_Allen_. I hope youle answere anything you doe.
My Lord _Vesuvio_, you shall answere it,
And all the rest that use extremities.

_Alber_. I, to the Dukes Exchecker, not to you.

[_Exeunt omnes; manet Falleria_.

_Fal_. Thus shades are caught when substances are fled.
Indeede they have my garments, but my selfe
Am close enough from their discoverie;
DigitalOcean Referral Badge