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The Duchess of Malfi
John Webster.
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THAT I may present my excuse why, being a stranger to your lordship, I offer this poem
to your patronage, I plead this warrant: men who never saw the sea, yet desire to behold
that regiment of waters, choose some eminent river to guide them thither, and make that,
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owe to your honour their clearest service. I do not altogether look up at your title; the
ancien’st nobility being but a relic of time past, and the truest honour indeed being for a
man to confer honour on himself, which your learning strives to propagate, and shall make
you arrive at the dignity of a great example. I am confident this work is not unworthy your
honour’s perusal, for by such poems as this poets have kissed the hands of great princes,
and drawn their gentle eyes to look down upon their sheets of paper, when the poets
themselves were bound up in their winding-sheets. The like courtesy from your lordship
shall make you live in your grave, and laurel spring out of it, when the ignorant scorners of
the Muses, that like worms in libraries seem to live only to destroy learning, shall wither
neglected and forgotten. This work and myself I humbly present to your approved censure,
it being the utmost of my wishes to have your honourable self my weighty and
perspicuous comment; which grace so done me shall ever be acknowledged

By your lordship’s

in all duty and




CARIOLA (the Duchess' waiting woman)
DANIEL DE BOSOLA (steward of the Duchess' horses)
FERDINAND (Duke of Calabria)
CARDINAL (Ferdinand's brother)
ANTONIO BOLOGNA (steward of the Duchess' household)
DELIO (Antonio's friend)
COUNT MALATESTE (a courtier)
RODERIGO (a courtier)
SILVIO (a courtier)
GRISOLAN (a courtier)
JULIA (Castruccio's wife and the Cardinal's mistress)
Three Young Children
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The Duchess of Malfi An Old Lady Several Madmen Court Officers Act I. Here's the Cardinal. Death and diseases through the whole land spread. that a prince's court Is like a common fountain. covetous. It is a noble duty to inform them What they ought to forsee. And what is't makes this blessed government. of dissolute And infamous persons. which he sweetly terms His master's masterpiece. If he had means to be so. Enter ANTONIO. Enter BOSOLA and CARDINAL. Considering duly. and DELIO. You are welcome to your country. whence should flow Pure silver drops in general. yet I observe his railing Is not for simple love of piety: Indeed he rails at those things which he wants. The only court-gall. Bos. or envious. I admire it: In seeking to reduce both state and people To a fixt order. http://darkwing.uoregon. but if't chance Some curs'd example poison't near the head. dear Antonio. Delio. I do haunt you still. You have been long in France. But a most provident council. Scene I. Here comes Bosola. their judicious king Begins at home. How do you like the French court? Ant. quits first his royal palace Of flattering sycophants. the work of heaven. Would be as lecherous. as any and you return A very formal Frenchman in your habit. who dare freely Inform him the corruption of the times? Though some o'th' court hold it presumption To instruct princes what they ought to do. or proud.html (4 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Bloody.

I have done you better service Than to be slighted thus. Ant. than he that hoped http://darkwing.html (5 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . and o'erladen with Fruit. You enforce your merit too much. Bos. Because they carried themselves always along with them. and make him worse.The Duchess of Malfi Card. I pray leave me. Slighted thus! I will thrive some way: Black-birds fatten best in hard weather. Would you could become honest! Bos. Who would rely upon these miserable dependencies. He and his brother are like plum-trees that grow crooked Over standing-pools. I wore Two towels instead of a shirt. and caterpillars feed On them. Are you gone? Some fellows. and Then drop off. And yet return as arrant knaves as they went forth. Miserable age. After the fashion of a Roman mantle. I have known many travel far for it. I Would hang on their ears like a horseleech. for two years together. but none but crows. Bos. So. with a knot on the shoulder. He hath denied thee some suit? Bos. in expectation to Be advanced to-morrow? What creature ever fed worse. where only the reward Of doing well. pies. are possessed with the devil. they say. But this great fellow were able to possess the greatest Devil. I fell into the gallies in your service. till I were full. they are Where. Could I be one of their flattering panders. With all your divinity do but direct me The way to it. is the doing of it! Card. [Exit Cardinal. than hoping Tantalus? nor ever died any man more fearfully. Why not I in these dog-days? Card.

It then doth follow want of action Breeds all black malcontents. take his latter swing in the World upon an honourable pair of crutches. Delio. SILVIO. Ferd. The lord cardinal's. The presence 'gins to fill: you promis'd me To make me the partaker of the natures Of some of your great courtiers. FERDINAND. where this Man's head lies at that man's foot. Who took the ring oftenest? http://darkwing. and their close rearing. I'll tell you. This fould melancholy Will poison all his goodness. When he recover'd Naples. that are now in court? I shall: here comes the great Calabrian Duke. And other strangers. When they have done us service: but for a soldier that hazards his Limbs in a battle.uoregon.The Duchess of Malfi For a pardon. do hurt for want of wearing. and 'twas thought The Cardinal suborn'd it: he was releas'd By the French general. 'Tis great pity. Ant. He should be thus neglected: I have heard He's very valiant. Ay. There are rewards for hawks and dogs. sir: and yet do not you scorn us. nothing but a kind of geometry is his last Supportation. Enter ANTONIO. for. and so lower and lower. CASTRUCCIO. to hang in a fair pair of slings. Geometry! Bos. If too immoderate sleep be truly said To be an inward rust unto the soul. Gaston de Foix. DELIO. Delio. from hospital To hospital. [Exit.html (6 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . for Places in the court are but like beds in the hospital. Fare ye well. I knew this fellow seven years in the gallies For a notorious murder. Delio. Like moths in cloth.

html (7 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . It is fitting a soldier arise to be a prince. all in tents. he was a pitiful fellow. and had drawn their weapons. Where the ruler is a soldier. yet her persuasions would Make them put up. Methinks. And of a jest she broke of a captain she met full of wounds: I have forgot it. my lord. Ferd. and base office from him. for although Gallants should quarrel.The Duchess of Malfi Silvio. to lie Like the children of Ismael. Believe my experience: that realm is never long in but not necessary A prince descend to be a captain. Ferd. Antonio Bologna. there's a wit were able to undo All the chirugeons o'th' city. Cast.uoregon. my lord. When shall we leave this sportive action. You should not desire to go to war in person. my lord. And fall to action indeed? Cast. Ferd. why. offensive. Ferd. my lord. Ferd. True. my lord. for some gravity. Why. No. Thou toldest me Thy wife could not endure fighting. Ferd. Why should he not as well sleep. Whereas the other deprives him of honour. Now. Cast. my lord? Cast. She told him. He were far better do it by a deputy. http://darkwing. No? Cast. Ferd. Our sister Duchess' great master of her household: Give him the jewel. And were ready to go to it. Cast. or eat by a deputy? This might take idle. take fire when I give fire. He cannot speak. I am of Pliny's opinion. and too much company. Silvio. True. I myself have heard a very good jest. Ha. That she might not laugh out of compass. ha! Ferd. Ferd. He runs as if he were ballassed with quicksilver. Gris. my lord. he reels from the tilt often. But I can laugh at your fool. I think he was begot by the wind. Antonio: you have excellent Riders in France: what do you think of good horsemanship? Ant. That is. Cast. you know. not laugh but when I laugh. Nor endure to be in merry company.The Duchess of Malfi Cast. Lord Silvio. Ferd. How do you like my Spanish gennet? Rod. for she says Too much laughing. ha. I would then have a mathematical instrument Made for her face. No? Cast. He is all fire. my lord. fills her Too full of the wrinkle. as to understand it. I shall shortly Visit you at Milan. Ferd. You are a good horseman. Ferd. Ferd. Nobly.html (8 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . my lord. And have scorned to seem to have so silly a wit. my lord: as out of the Grecian horse issued http://darkwing. my lord. That she would. Why do you laugh? methinks you that are courtiers Should be my touchwood. True. Your grace shall arrive most welcome. were the subject never so witty. Cast.uoregon. Silvio. but he makes faces: My lady cannot abide him.

Court ladies. sir. He should have been Pope. Enter CARDINAL.html (9 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Some such flashes superficially hang on him. They are. DUCHESS. and a thousand such political Monsters. Are the gallies come about? Gris. He did bestow bribes so largely. for he strews in his way flatterers. Will play his five thousand crowns at tennis. Now. Delio. panders. But observe his inward character: he is a melancholy Churchman. You have bespoke it worthily. my lord. If he laugh heartily. Intelligencers. the spring in his face is nothing but the Engendering of toads. The duke there? a most perverse and turbulent nature: What appears in him mirth is merely outside. CARIOLA. Silvio. your promise: what's that Cardinal? I mean his temper? They say he's a brave fellow. Card. the lord Cardinal. dance. that raise The mind to noble action. Some good he hath done- Delio. but instead of Coming to it by the primitive decency of the church. Ferd. it is to laugh All honesty out of fashion. Delio. Here's the Lord Silvio is come to take his leave. atheists. He lays worse plots for him than ever was imposed on Hercules. You have given too much of him: what's his brother? Ant. for form. where he is jealous of any man. and sister Duchess.uoregon.The Duchess of Malfi Many famous princes. as if he would Have carried it away withou heaven's and one that hath fought single combats. Ferd. so out of brave horsemanship Arise the first sparks of growing resolution. and JULIA. Twins? http://darkwing. Ant. and so impudently. Your brother.

Rewards by hearsay. and to dote On that sweet countenance. Then the law to him Is like a foul black cobweb to a spider. nay more. Most true: He never pays debts unless they be shrewd turns. in wonder. her very sleeps. For her discourse. He makes it his dwelling and a prison To entangle those shall feed him. I'll case the picture up: only thus much. http://darkwing. will seem to sleep o' th' bench Only to entrap offenders in their answers.The Duchess of Malfi Ant. it is so full of rapture. Ant. Ant. and wish. Delio. For the devil speaks in them. the right noble duchess. for his brother there. In quality. Her days are practis'd in such noble virtue.html (10 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . and verily I believe them. Last. But for their sister. the cardinal. Fie. to talk much. Dooms men to death by information. than other ladies' shrifts. That sure her nights. Than your penance to hear her: whilst she speaks. And those he will confess that he doth of so different temper. And dress themselves in her. You never fix'd your eye on three fair medals Cast in one figure. Are more in heaven. They that do flatter him most say oracles Hang at his lips. She held it less vain-glory. You only will begin then to be sorry When she doth end her speech. and hears men's suits With others' ears. Delio. That it were able to raise one to a galliard That lay in a dead palsy. but in that look There speaketh so divine a continence. He speaks with others' tounges. Antonio.uoregon. You play the wire-drawer with her commendation. She throws upon a man so sweet a look. Let all sweet ladies break their flattering glasses. As cuts off all lascivious and vain hope.

[Exeunt Antonio and Delio. Duch. We are now upon parting. Ant. I shall. lights the time to come.Good Lord Silvio. Some half an hour hence. To me.uoregon. Do us commend to all our noble friens At the leaguer. I am.The Duchess of Malfi All her particular worth. Daniel de Bosola. A gentleman here. A worthy fellow h'is: pray let me entreat for The provisorship of your horse. She stains the time past. Bring the carroches: we'll bring you down to the grows to this sum. http://darkwing. Ferd.. Yes.html (11 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Cari. One that was in the gallies- Duch. Silvio. Call him hither. I know him. Sister. You must attend my lady in the gallery. Ferd. Ferd. I shall. Sir. You are for Milan? Silvio. sir? Ferd. Duch. Duch. I have a suit to you. Ferd. [Exit Attendant. Your knowledge of him Commends him and prefers him.

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[Exeunt all but the Cardinal and Ferdinand.

Card. Be sure you entertain that Bosola
For your intelligence: I would not be seen in't;
And therefore many times I have slighted him,
When he did court our furtherance, as this morning.

Ferd. Antonio, the great master of her household,
Had been far fitter.

Card. You are deceiv'd in him:
His nature is too honest for such business.
He comes: I'll leave you

[Exit Cardinal.

[Enter BOSOLA.

Bos. I was lur'd to you.

Ferd. My brother here, the cardinal could never
Abide you.

Bos. Never since he was in my debt.

Ferd. May be some oblique character in your face
Made him suspect you.

Bos. Doth he study physiognomy?
There's no more credit to be given to th' face,
Than to a sick man's urine, which some call
The physician's whore, because she cozens him.
He did suspect me wrongfully.

Ferd. For that
You must give great men leave to take their times.
Distrust doth cause us seldom be deceiv'd:
You see, the oft shaking of the cedar-tree
Fastens it more at root.

Bos. Yet, take heed;
For to suspect a friend unworthily, (12 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM

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Instructs him the next way to suspect you,
And prompts him to deceive you.

Ferd. There's gold.

Bos. So,
What follows? never rain'd such showers as these
Without thunderbolts i' th' tail of them: whose throat must I cut?

Ferd. Your inclination to shed blood rides post
Before my occasion to use you. I give you that
To live i'th' court here, and observe the duchess;
To note all the particulars of her 'haviour,
What suitors do solicit her for marriage,
And whom she best affects. She's a young widow:
I would not have her marry again.

Bos. No, sir?

Ferd. Do not you ask the reason; but be satisfied
I say I would not.

Bos. It seems you would create me
One of your familiars.

Ferd. Familiar! what's that?

Bos. Why, a very quaint invisible devil in flesh;
As intelligencer.

Ferd. Such a kind of thriving thing
I would wish thee; and ere long, thou may'st arrive
At a higher place by't.

Bos. Take your devils,
Which hell calls angels: these curs'd gifts would make
You a corrupter, me an impudent traitor;
And should I take these, they'd take me to hell.

Ferd. Sir, I'll take nothing from you, that I have given:
There is a place that I procur'd for you
This morning, the provisorship o'th'horse; (13 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM

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Have you heard on't?

Bos. No.

Ferd. 'Tis yours: is't not worth thanks?

Bos. I would have you curse yourself now, that your bounty
(Which makes men truly noble) e'er should make
Me a villain. O, that to avoid ingratitude
For the good deed you have done me, I must do
All the ill man can invent! Thus the devil
Candies all sins o'er; and what heaven terms vile
That names he complemental.

Ferd. Be yourself;
Keep your old garb of melancholy; 'twill express
You envy those that stand above your reach,
Yet strive not to come near 'em: this will gain
Access to private lodgings, where yourself
May, like a politic dormouse-

Bos. As I have seen some,
Feed in a lord's dish, half asleep, not seeming
To listen to any talk; and yet these rogues
Have cut his throat in a dream. What's my place?
The provisorship o'th' horse? say, then, my corruption
Grew out of horse-dung: I am your creature.

Ferd. Away.

Bos. Let good men, for good deeds, covet good fame,
Since place and riches, oft are bribes of shame:
Sometimes the devil doth preach.

[Exit Bosola.


Card. We are to part from you; and your own discretion
Must now be your director.

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nay. This is terrible good counsel. But commonly that motion lasts no longer Than the turning of an hour-glass: the funeral sermon And it. end both together. fie! Ferd. Sway your high blood. that have past through most jewellers' hands. No. Their livers are more spotted Than Laban's sheep. Ferd. http://darkwing. For they whose faces do belie their hearts. Will come to light. Are witches ere they arrive at twenty years. Marry! they are most luxurious. Ay. Hypocrisy is woven of a fine small thread. There is a kind of honey-dew that's deadly. Subtler than Vulcan's engine: yet. Your darkest actions. eloquence- Card. by that rule. Duch. high promotion. Now hear me: You live in a rank pasture here. They say. So most widows say.The Duchess of Malfi You know already what man is. honour.html (15 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Duch. Ferd. Duch. and give the devil suck. Card. Nor anything without the addition. O. Will you hear me? I'll never marry. and therefore Let not youth. believ't. Card. Ferd. look to't: be not cunning. Will wed twice. Whores. 'Twill posion your fame. i'th' court. your privat'st thoughts. Diamonds are of most value. are precious.

privately be married Under the eaves of night- Ferd. This was my father's poinard.. Think't the best voyage That e'er you made. I mean the tongue. Those lustful pleasures. And beware that part.html (16 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Card. like the irregular crab. do you see? I'd be loath to see't look rusty. Duch. It came so roundly off. I would have you to give o'er these chargeable revels. Such weddings may more properly be said To be executed. lusty widow. Because it goes its own way: but observe.fare ye well. Ferd. You may flatter yourself. Fare you well. than celebrated. A visor and a mask are whispering rooms That were never built for goodness. thinks that it goes right. Fie. variety of courtship. The marriage night Is the entrance into some prison. http://darkwing. And those joys.uoregon. though't goes backward.The Duchess of Malfi Card. You are my sister. sir. What cannot a neat knave with a smooth tale Make a woman believe: Farewell. Card. I think this speech between you both was Wisdom begins at the end: remember it. Nay. Ferd. Hath never a bone in't. are like heavy sleeps Which do forerun man's mischief. And take your own choice. 'cause 'twas his. Duch. which like the lamprey. Which. [Exit Cardinal. Ferd.

Both shall be safe: For I'll conceal this secret from the world. By apprehending Where thou may'st overhear us. O. [Exit Cariola. That I should write somewhat. Is Antonio come? Cari. Duch. as men in some great battles. Duch. http://darkwing. and write: are you ready? Ant. Shall this move me? If all my royal kindred Lay in my way unto this marriage. Wish me good speed. Enter ANTONIO. I sent for you: sit down. I'd make them my low footsteps. nor friendly clew. Even in this hate. but place thyself behind the arras. Duch.html (17 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . I fame.- So I through frights and threatenings will assay This dangerous venture. and even now. Duch. Good dear soul.. and chose a husband. For I am going into a wilderness Where I shall find no path. To be my guide.uoregon. Duch. To thy known secrecy I have given up More than my life.The Duchess of Malfi [Exit Ferdinand. Leave me. Cari. Take pen and ink. After these triumphs and this large expense. What did I say? Ant.I have heard soldiers say so. Cariola. As warily as those that trade in poison Keep poison from their children. have achiev'd Almost impossible actions. He attends you. Yes. Let old wives report I wink'd. Thy protestation Is ingenious and hearty: I believe it.

like thrifty husbands. O. this care were quit: But I intend to make you overseer. Than in deep groans. Duch. http://darkwing. As if the gifts we parted with procur'd That violent distraction? Ant. You have ta'en my cares upon you. ) and. sir. much better. (as 'tis fit princes should. Duch. Ant. O. Beauteous! Indeed I thank you: I look young for your sake. Give him all. thus. If I had a husband now. your excellent self. the sacrament of marriage: I'd have you first provide for a good husband. All? I'll fetch your grace The particulars of your revenue and expence.uoregon. Duch. In perfect memory. you are An upright treasurer. but you mistook: For when I said I meant to make inquiry What's laid up for to-morrow. tell me Were not one better make it smiling. I am making my will. and terrible ghastly looks. Ant. Ant. What good deed shall we first remember? say. we inquire What's laid up for to-morrow. I pray. Ant. So please your beauteous excellence. Yes.html (18 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Where? Duch. In heaven. Duch. Begin with that first good deed begun i'th'world After man's creation.The Duchess of Malfi It's fit. I did mean What's laid up yonder for me.

Yes. And I did vow never to part with it But to my second husband.uoregon. How do you affect it? Ant. St. They say 'tis very sovereign: 'twas my wedding ring. to help your eye-sight. Duch. What do you think of marriage? Ant. Pray. what's all this? One of your eyes is Fie. Ant.html (19 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . fie. let's hear it. You have made me stark blind. Would often reason thus. that were a strange will! Ant. Ant. feeding my melancholy. What takes that from him? only the bare name Of being a father. There is a saucy and ambitious devil. How? Ant. You have parted with it now. Duch. Duch. Duch.The Duchess of Malfi Duch. There's no third place in't. nor have children. Duch. or hear him chatter Like a taught starling. I take't. use my ring to't. http://darkwing. Ant. It locally contains. Say a man never marry. or the weak delight To see the little wanton ride a cock-horse Upon a painted stick. as those that deny purgatory. Is dancing in this circle. or heaven. 'Twere strange if there were no will in you To marry again. Winifred. Duch. or hell. My banishment.

if you please. Without I raise it higher. http://darkwing. That being a-cold. I should be honest: I have long serv'd virtue. Conceive not I am so stupid but I aim Whereto your favours tend: but he's a fool. Duch. I cannot stand upright in't nor discourse. Ant. Ant. Sir. would thrust his hands i'th' fire To warm them. What said you? Duch. is it fit? [He kneels. If you will know where breathes a complete man. raise yourself. madam. is a great man's madness. You may discover what a wealthy mine I make you lord of. You were ill to sell yourself: This darkening of your worth is not like that Which tradesmen use i'th' city. is too low built. That is not kept in chains. (I speak it without flattery. thus. But in fair lightsome lodgins. And progress through yourself. Ant.html (20 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . when your finger May do it. Which makes it lunatic beyond all cure. Ambition. There needs small conjuration.The Duchess of Malfi Duch.uoregon. and I must tell you. How? Duch. and is girt With the wild noise of prattling visitants. Ant. Ant. my unworthiness! Duch. So now the ground's broke. my hand to help you: this goodly roof of yours. and close-pent rooms. Were there nor heaven nor hell.) turn your eyes. Remove him. Or. O. their false lights Are to rid bad wares off.

gentle love: and 'cause you shall not come to me in debt. 'Tis not the figure cut in Now she pays it. more than to love me. and in dreams. mine is in your bosom: I hope 'twill multiply love there. I have seen children oft eat sweetmeats thus. And as a tyrant doubles with his words. Duch. and like a widow. And fearfully equivocates. and not fear'd: Yet. because none dare woo us.The Duchess of Malfi And ne'er ta'en wages of her.uoregon. Do not think of them: All discord without this circumference Is only to be pitied. Being now my steward. To fear. Ant. These words should be mine. so we Are forc'd to express our violent passions In riddles. go brag You have left me heartless. Awake. here upon your lips I sign your Quietus est. Truth speak for me: I will remain the constant sanctuary Of your good name. which was never made To seem the thing it is not. Kneels at my husbands tomb. And only do appear to you a young widow That claims you for her husband. time will easily Scatter the tempest. Ant. should they know it. Duch. be confident: What is't distracts you? This is flesh and blood sir. The misery of us that are born great! We are forc'd to woo. I thank you. awake. man! I do here put off all vain ceremony. But for your brothers? Duch.html (21 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . You do tremble: Make not your heart so dead a piece of flesh. http://darkwing. and leave the path Of simple virtue. I use but half a blush in't. As fearful to devour them too soon. Sir. Ant. This you should have begg'd now. Go.

which let violence Never untwine! Ant. Ant. heaven. Duch. And may our sweet affections. or sorrow. to divide Our fixed wishes. Best emblem of a peaceful marriage That never bore fruit divided. That we may imitate the loving palms. a contract in a chamber Per verba presenti is absolute marriage. and plot http://darkwing. Kneel. What's your conceit in this? Duch. if some part of it Would not have savour'd flattery. this sacred gordian. for we now are one:) We'll only lie. Bless. That fortune may not know an accident Either of joy.The Duchess of Malfi And all the parts you have spoke. like the spheres. stand apart: I now am blind. Maid.uoregon. Be not amaz'd. Ha! Duch. Enter CARIOLA. I would have you lead your fortune by the hand Unto your marriage bed: (You speak in me this. Be still in motion. Duch. and talk together. How can the church build faster? We now are man and wife. Ant.html (22 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . What can the church force more? Ant. Ant. and make The like soft music. and 'tis the church That must but echo this. Quickening. Duch. this woman's of my counsel: I have heard lawyers say.

and if you please. But how shall I know whether the people take me http://darkwing. And your night-cap expresses your ears sufficient largely. I would have you learn to twirl the strings of your band With a good grace. Rather it would make me have a good stomach to quarrel. Enter BOSOLA and CASTRUCCIO. To recover your memory. but if You frown upon him. You say. 'Tis the very main of my ambition. [Exit.uoregon. For they say. Cast. let him be sure to 'scape The gallows. I would be a very merry president. and threaten him. but it shews A fearful madness: I owe her much of pity. Bosola. 'twill beget you An admirable wit. Bos. To hum three or four times. Lay a naked sword between us. And that makes them so valiant. and in a set speech. Bos.html (23 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . keep us chaste. When you come to be a president In criminal causes. Cari. I know not. Act I. your roaring boys eat meat seldom.The Duchess of Malfi T'appease my humourous kindred. or of woman Reign most in her. Since 'tis the treasury of all my secrets! [Exeunt. Whether the spirit of greatness.. Like the old tale in Alexander and Lodowick. Do not sup a' nights. you would fain be taken for an eminent courtier? Cast. Scene II. Cast. Let me see: you have a reasonable good face for't already. if you smile upon a prisoner. hang him. let me shrowd my blushes in your bosom. or blow your nose till it smart again. O. at th'end of every

No. Enter an OLD LADY. I do wonder you do not loathe yourselves.html (24 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . spawn of snakes. Here are two of you.uoregon. were deep ruts. makes him renew His foot-cloth with the spring. To find in it the fat of serpents. And foul sloughs. but you call't careening of an old Morphewed lady. Old Lady. I would sooner eat a dead pigeon. the last progress. Jews' spittle. Bos. Old Lady. I will teach a trick to know it: Give out you lie a-dying. Be sure you are taken for one of the prime night-caps. no. To behold thee not painted. Why. that having the small-pox. Old Lady. You come from painting to make it more level. It seems you are well acquainted with my closet. inclines somewhat near A miracle: these in thy face here. than kiss one of you fasting. And whereas before she looked like a nutmeg-grater.The Duchess of Malfi For an eminent fellow? Bos. to make her disembogue again: There's rough-cast phrase to your plastic. One would suspect it for a shop of witchcraft. There was a lady in France. and if you Hear the common people curse you. http://darkwing. whose sin of your youth is the very Patrimony of the physician. Do you call this painting? Bos. Observe my meditation now. and all these for the face. And their young childrens' ordure. Flay'd the skin off her face. and change his High-priced courtezan with the fall of the leaf. After she resembled an abortive hedgehog. taken from the soles of the feet Of one sick of the plague. From what? Bos. What thing is in this outward form of man To be belov'd? We account it ominous. from your scurvy face-physic.

sir. And so long since married! You amaze me. to recover your aches. Man stands amaz'd to see his deformity In any other creature but himself. Delio. Wears a loose-bodied gown. though we bear diseases Which have their true names only ta'en from beasts. to be made sweet. Let me seal your lips for ever: For did I think. Nay all our and get you To the wells at Lucca. Though we are eaten up of lice and worms. she pukes. I have a trick may chance discover it. and waxes fat i'th'flank. A fawn. or goat. O. and fly from't as a prodigy.The Duchess of Malfi If nature do produce a colt.. Is a foul tetter. But in our own flesh. Your wife's gone to Rome: you two couple. And though continually we bear about us A rotten and dead body. that runs http://darkwing.uoregon. there's something in't. As the most ulcerous wolf and swinish measle. I Have other work on foot. we delight To hide it in rich tissue. Ant. And.Now. A pretty one: I have bought some apricocks. sir. lest our physician Should put us in the ground. contrary to our Italian fashion. her stomach seethes. I observe our duchess Is sick a-days. Bos. The first our spring yields- Enter ANTONIO and DELIO.html (25 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . is. [Exeunt Castruccio and the Old Lady. in any limb resembling A man. in your contemplation? You are studying to become a great wise fellow. The fins of her eyelids look most teeming blue. the opinion of wisdom. I should wish You had no breath at all. or lamb. all our fear. She wanes i'th' cheek. that anything but th' air Could carry these words from you.

they quickly both tire. I do understand your inside. Bos. Ant. When a man's mind rides faster than his horse can gallop. you are lord of the ascendant. You would look up to heaven. sir. leave it. of a slow pace. you continue This out-of-fashion melancholy: leave it. there's the same hand to them. http://darkwing. you shall find them But bubbles of water. The same reason That makes a vicar to go to law for a tithe-pig. that rules i'th'air stands in your light. Ant. Give me leave to be honest in any phrase. than those of meaner persons: They are deceived. some would think The souls of princes were brought forth By some more weighty cause. makes them spoil A whole province.uoregon. A lawyer's mule.html (26 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . And undo his neighbours. a duke was your Cousin-german removed. Do you so? Ant. Shall I confess myself to you? I look no higher than I can reach: They are the gods that must ride on winged horses. in any Complement whatsoever. O. The like passions sway them. What of this? search the heads of the greatest rivers In the world. Because you would not seem to appear to th' world Puft up with your preferment. Chief man with the duchess. Bos. but I think The devil. and batter down Goodly cities with the cannon. Say you were lineally Descended from King Pepin. mark me. or he himself. It directs us to a happy being: for the subtlest folly Proceeds from the subtlest wisdom: Let me be simply honest. will both suit My disposition and business: for.The Duchess of Malfi All over a man's body: if simplicity Direct us to have no evil.

edu/%7Erbear/webster1. Bosola. when? thou art such a tedious lady. Ant. Such a one as the Duchess of Florence rode in. In the presence? Ant. http://darkwing. Your arm. Nobles stand bare to th' prince. Bos. The duchess us'd one when she was great with child. Yes. Duch. For me. that consists In the removing of a piece of felt: Be you the example to the rest o'th' court. I fear too much. sir? Bos. sir. and Thy breath smells of lemon pills: would thou hadst done! Shall I swoon under thy fingers? I am So troubled with the mother. Duch.uoregon. Bos. mend my ruff: Here. Why should not we bring up that fashion? 'Tis ceremony more than duty.html (27 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Duch. Come hither. Duch. I have a present for your grace. I have seen it. in colder countries than in France. that the French courtiers Wear their hats on fore the king. madam.The Duchess of Malfi Enter DUCHESS and LADIES. Ant. Put on your hat first. Antonio: do I not grow fat? I am exceeding short-winded. and the distinction Methought shew'd reverently. Bos. I think she did. You must pardon me: I have seen. Apricocks. Duch. Duch. I have heard you say. provide for me a litter. I would have you.

methinks. No: they taste of musk. Only to raise his profit by them the sooner. How greedily she eats them! A whirlwind strike off these bawd farthingales! For. To make a pippin grow upon a crab. you jest. I should have discover'd apparently http://darkwing. Sir. where are they? I have heard of none to year. They say they are restorative. Ant. Good. Bos. Indeed I thank you: they are wondrous fair ones: What an unskilful fellow is our gardner! We shall have none this month. I know not: yet I wish your grace had par'd 'em. madam. Bos. Did ripen them in horse-dung. Duch. and the loose-bodied gown. indeed they do. O. I forgot to tell you. Duch. but for that.uoregon. Indeed. sir.- You shall judge: pray. taste one. Bos. Bos. O. the knave gardener. Bos.The Duchess of Malfi Duch. her colour Why? Bos. 'Tis so: a bettering of nature. 'Tis a pretty art. you are loath To rob us of our dainties: 'tis a delicate fruit. Duch.html (28 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . A damson on a black-thorn. Duch. I do not love the fruit. This grafting. Will not your grace pare them? Duch. Duch.

Ant. the physicians http://darkwing. Duch. Make use then of this forc'd occasion: Give out that Bosola hath poison'd her With these apricocks. Ant. good Antonio. I am in an extreme cold sweat! Bos. fie. Lights there. O. that will give some colour For her keeping close.html (29 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . madam? Duch. Your duchess plotted? Ant. This green fruit and my stomach are not friends: How they swell me! Bos. I thank you.The Duchess of Malfi The young springal cutting a caper in her belly. Lights to my chamber. and there's left No time for her remove. Nay. O. we are lost! I fear she's fallen in labour. Duch. [Exit Duchess. O my most trusty Delio. Fie. I fear I am undone! Delio. Ant. If they do not make me sick. you are too much swell'd already. [Exit. Have you prepar'd Those ladies to attend her? and procur'd That politic safe conveyance for the midwife. Delio. I have.uoregon. How now. Bosola: they were right good ones. Delio. I am very sorry. Duch.

So. there's no question but her tetchiness And most vulturous eating of the apricocks. Enter BOSOLA. Nay. Bos. had a monstrous desire To see the glass-house- Old Lady. Mention your frailties. For that you may pretend She'll use some prepar'd antidote of her own. For precious reward. Old Lady. but more. Ant. The orange-tree Bears ripe and green fruit and blossoms.The Duchess of Malfi Will then flock to her. And it was only to know what strange instrument it was. I am lost in amazement: I know not what to think on't. The lusty http://darkwing. Scene I. so. now and then. Enter an OLD LADY. There was a young waiting-woman. I am in haste. Should swell up a glass to the fashion of a woman's Bos. are Apparent signs of breeding. Who I? no. Bos. only.html (30 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . You are still abusing women. Now? Old Lady. Bos. Lest the physicians should re-poison her. Act II. by the way. pray let me go. Delio. sir. Altogether: and some of you Give entertainment for pure loce. I will hear no more of the glass house.uoregon. [Exeunt.

gentlemen o'th' court. that the devil takes delight to hang at a woman's girdle. go. you have the same Danaes still. that she cannot discern How the time passes.The Duchess of Malfi Spring smells well. sir? what's the danger? Ant. that rained in the time of Jupiter The thunderer. Didst thou never study The mathematics? Old Lady. Let him bring't presently. [Exit Old Lady. Why. First Serv. the foulest treason! Bos. Ant. Enter ANTONIO. Shut up the court-gates. Who keeps the key o'th' park gate? Rod. [Enter GRISOLAN and SERVANTS. to hold up Their laps to receive them. Shut up the posterns presently. Like a false rusty watch. [Exit. If that these apricocks should be poison'd now. give your foster-daughters good counsel: Tell them. Without my knowledge! http://darkwing. Gris. sir? Bos.html (31 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . to know the trick how to make a many lines meet In one centre. Rod.uoregon. I shall instantly. Ant. and call All the officers o'th'court. What's that. RODERIGO. Ant. Why. and GRISOLAN. O. Go. but drooping autumn tastes well. If we Have the same golden showers. Duchess of Malfi Serv. Ha. ha! Serv.uoregon. There was a cunning traitor. To see what the devil can do! Ant. The cod-piece was the case for't. She is very sick. Are all the officers here? Servants. and to send the keys Of all their chests. 'Tis the duchess' pleasure Each officer be lock'd into his chamber Till the sun-rising. With a pistol in his great cod-piece.html (32 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Second Serv. if he had kept out of the ladies' chambers: and all the moulds of his buttons were leaden bullets. wicked cannibal! a firelock in's codpiece! Serv. Second Serv. Gentlemen. There was taken even now a Switzer in the duchess' bed-chamber- Second Serv. Second Serv. O. Bos. Are the gates shut? Serv. We are. who would have search'd his cod-piece? Serv. to the value of four thousand ducats. and of their outward doors Into her bed-chamber. At her pleasure. Ant. Ant. A Switzer! Serv. Yes. Rod. and but this evening Jewels. ha. 'Twas a French plot. Are missing in the duchess' cabinet. http://darkwing. We have lost much plate you know. upon my life.

Delio. Ant. or crossing of a hare. Bos. like old swords. [Exeunt Gentlemen. Believe it.The Duchess of Malfi Ant. lay this unto your breast.html (33 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM .edu/%7Erbear/webster1. Enter CARIOLA. O. Delio. 'Tis but the shadow of your fear. By this hand 'twas credibly reported by one o'th' blackguard. Delio. And. no more: How superstitiously we mind our evils! The throwing down salt. Ant. are of power To daunt whole man in us. Cari. fare you well: I wish you all the joys of a blest father. Gentlemen o'th' wood-yard. How I do play the fool with mine own danger! You are this night. Old friends. 'tis far from me! and yet fear presents me Somewhat that looks like danger. where's you Switzer now? Serv. pain and fear. She's expos'd Unto the worst of torture. dear friend. How fares it with the duchess? Ant. still are trusted best. Delio. She entreats you tak't not ill: the innocent Shall be the more approv'd by it. you are the happy father of a son: Your wife commends him to you. Sir. Speak to her all happy comfort. Bleeding at nose. the stumbling of a horse. Do not doubt me. http://darkwing. for my faith.uoregon. Or singing of a cricket. to post to Rome: My life lies in your service. Sir. [Exit.

with a dark lantern. Enter BOSOLA. your friend. Bos. There's some stratagem In the confining all our courtiers To their several wards: I must have part of it. The owl. I heard some noise. Ant.uoregon. that scream'd so. Antonio? put not your face nor body To such a forc'd expression of fear: I am Bosola. Best friend of silence and of solitariness.Heard you not A noise even now? Bos. [Exeunt. From the duchess' lodgings. My intelligence will freeze else. ha! And the sound came. From the duchess' From whence? Ant. Act II. List. again! It may be 'twas the melancholy bird. Ha! Antonio! Enter ANTONIO. Who's there? what art thou? speak. Bos. Ant. Sure I did hear a woman shriek: list. Blessed comfort! For heaven' sake tend her well: I'll presently Go set a figure for's nativity.html (34 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Bosola! This mole does undermine me. Not I: did you? http://darkwing.d it right. Bos.The Duchess of Malfi Ant. Scene III. if I receiv.

And if it do offend you I do so. Bos. Bos. Ant. Makes you a night-walker. Poison'd! a Spanish fig For the Ant.The Duchess of Malfi Ant. You are a fine courtier. When all men were commanded to their lodgings. Till they are discover'd. Bos.uoregon. I did. No: it may be 'twas But the rising of the wind. Bos. or else I dream'd. I came to say my prayers. You look wildly. Traitors are ever confident. and how falls your question? Do you find it radical? Ant. Let's walk towards it. Ant. In sooth I'll tell you: Now all the court's asleep. This fellow will undo me. Very likely: Methinks 'tis very cold.html (35 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . There were jewels stol'n too: In my conceit. Ah. none are to be suspected More than yourself. I thought the devil Had least to do here. I have been setting a figure For the duchess' jewels. Bos. You are a false steward. Ant. and yet you sweat. You gave the duchess apricocks to-day: Pray heaven they were not poison'd. http://darkwing. Bos. What's that to you? 'Tis rather to be question'd what design.

. You are an impudent snake indeed. And I will set my hand to't. My nose bleeds. Ant. and laugh at. Ant. http://darkwing. sir. [Exit. signifies short life. on pretence Of poisoning her. 1504.For you. (that's this night. Why. now 'tis most apparent: this precise fellow Is the duchess' bawd. I'll pull thee up by the roots.uoregon. false friend. O. tween the hours twelve and one in the night. Some of your help. that are wrote here for my name.) taken according to the Meridian of Malfi (that's our Duchess: happy discovery!) The lord of the first house being combust in the ascendant. which I'll endure. in the eighth house. Bos. sir. this door you pass not: I do not hold it fit that you come near The duchess' Duchess of Malfi Ant. When they seek shameful was to avoid shame. sir: copy it out. and do you show your sting? You libel well. Are drown'd in blood! Mere accident. nay. (that's this year) decimo nono Decembris. here it is: What's here? a child's nativity calculated! The Duchess was delivered of a son.I have it to my wish! This is a parcel of intelligency Our courtiers were cas'd up for: it needs must follow. till you have quit yourself. and Mars being in a human sign.sir. Caetera non scrutantur. I'll take order I'th' morn you shall be safe. One that were superstitious would count This ominous. Maybe the ruin will crush you to pieces. Bos. Bos. Antonio hereabout did drop a paper. That I must be committed. Anno Dom. No. doth threaten a violent death.html (36 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM .'tis that must colour Her lying in. they are the same. joined to the tail of the Dragon. sir.- The great are like the base. when it merely comes by chance: Two letters. Saucy slave. Are you scarce warm.

to him. I mean. Do not put thyself To such a voluntary torture. for women. my lord. for devotion. Thou art a witty false one. Prithee tell me. generally. and JULIA. Why. Julia. but is never wise. [Exit. You have prevail'd with me Beyond my strongest thoughts: I would not now Find you inconstant. I told him I came to visit an old anchorite Here. She's oft found witty. Scene IV. Though lust do mask in ne'er so strange disguise. So. Sooth.html (37 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Julia. Old Castruccio I'th' morning posts to Rome: by him I'll send A letter. Act II. Julia. my lord. Enter CARDINAL. What trick didst thou invent to come to Rome Without thy husband? Julia.uoregon. Card.The Duchess of Malfi If one could find the father now! but that Time will discover. Card. Ere he should make them fixed. Card. http://darkwing. that shall make her brothers' galls O'erflow their livers. Sit: thou art my best of wishes. A man might strive to make glass malleable. How. my lord? Card. This was a thrifty way. which proceeds Out of your own

That's come post from Malfi. You told me of a piteous wound i'th' heart. Card. lady: I have taken you off your melancholy perch.- When thou was't with thy husband. desires to see you. With a loud protestation that you love him Above the world. And spake like one in physic.uoregon. You may thank me. thou was't watch'd Like a tame elephant:. when you woo'd me first. We had need go borrow that fantastic glass. And a sick liver. my lord.still you are to thank me.The Duchess of Malfi Card. since I am very certain You cannot make me cuckold. Card. Madam. But what delight was that? 'twas just like one That hath a little fingering on the lute.(still you are to thank me:)- Thou hadst only kisses from him. Serv. and high feeding. To view another spacious world i'th' moon. Yet cannot tune it:. Why do you weep? Are tears your justification? the self-same tears Will fall into your husband's bosom. I'll love you wisely: That's jealousy. lady. Bore you upon my fist. a gentleman. Invented by Galileo the Florentine. Julia. http://darkwing. Lightning moves slow to't. Come. I'll go home To my husband. Rest Card.I pray thee kiss me. Julia. And let you fly at it.html (38 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . And look to find a constant woman there. Julia. This is very well. Who's that?- Enter SERVANT. and shew'd you game. for my affection to thee.

of a horse and a knight. His breech was so pitifully sore. old Castruccio. Most pitifully tired with riding post. For I know none by him. Let him enter: I'll withdraw. you are welcome. Very well: I have brought you no commendations from your husband. [Exit. I hear he's come to Rome. if he had had a good back. He would have undertook to have borne his horse. no: our Roman prelates Do not keep lodging for ladies. your own experience Will satisfy you. I was bold to come and see you. Do you lie here? Julia. is come to Rome. [Exit.uoregon. Signior Delio! 'tis one of my old suitors. Serv.html (39 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . but I have bought you some. Julia. So weary of each other. Delio. Enter DELIO. Sure. Julia. Delio. Delio. I know not whether You want money. Your laughter Is my pity. Delio. Lady. He says. Julia. Your Delio. Julio. http://darkwing. I never knew man and beast.The Duchess of Malfi Card. Sir.

and your suit. A lute-spring far exceeds it: It hath no smell. Try the sound on't. that speaks thus? I heard one say the duke was highly mov'd http://darkwing.html (40 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Delio. my mistress. [Exit. I'll go ask my husband if I shall. No. As briefly as can be. 'tis gold. Julia. I must hear the condition. Nor is it physical. [Exit. Look on't. Hath deliver'd a letter to the Duke of Calabria. Is this her hath put him out of his wits. you hear: Pray let me know your business. Delio. hath it not a fine colour? Julis. or civet. Your husband's come. or honesty. With good speed. And straight return your answer. from mine own allowance. Julia. Sir. I'll tell you. ere I be bound to take it.The Duchess of Malfi Julia. like cassia. From my husband? Delio. At such time as you are non-resident With your husband. I have a bird more beautiful. Sir. Julia. I would wish you. That to my thinking. Delio. Delio. Serv.uoregon. Julia. This is a creature bred by- Enter SERVANT. Very fine. though some fond doctors Persuade us seeth't in cullises.

and FERDINAND with a letter. I do fear Antonio is betray'd: how fearfully Shews his ambition now! unfortunate fortune! They pass through whirlpools. Card. Card. And I am grown mad with't. And more secure conveyances for lust. Lower! Rogues do not whisper't now. Than towns of garrison for service. Read there. What's the prodigy? Ferd. Card. [Exit. Ferd.html (41 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . and here't shall stick Till of her bleeding heart I make a sponge To wipe it out. Say you? Ferd. Enter CARDINAL. Speak lower. confusion seize her! She hath had most cunning bawds to serve her turn.uoregon. and with a covetous searching eye. Is't possible? Can this be certain? Ferd. To purge this choler! here's the cursed day To prompt my memory. Act II.The Duchess of Malfi With a letter sent from Malfi. for rhubarb. Scene V. To mark who note them. O. a sister damn'd: she's loose i'th' hilts. Who the event weigh. I have this night digg'd up a mandrake. Ferd. and deep woes do shun. but seek to publish't (As servants do the bounty of their lords) Aloud. Grown a notorious strumpet. Rhubarb. http://darkwing. ere the action's done. O.

for that's the mean To purge infected blood. to make soft lint for his mother's wounds. Card. blast her meads. What to do? Ferd. Why. when it hath purchas'd honour. to place women's hearts So far upon the left side! Ferd. When I have hewed her to pieces. Shall our blood. Apt every minute to sink it! Card. Root up her goodly forests. and now 'tis here I'll bequeath this to her bastard. And lay her general territory as waste. I'll give it to my handkerchief. Foolish men. That I might toss her palace 'bout her ears. Would I could be one. The royal blood of Arragon and Castile.The Duchess of Malfi Card. Thus Ignorance. That e'er will trust their honour in a bark Made of so slight weak bulrush as is http://darkwing. It cannot wield it. Be thus attainted? Ferd. Methinks I see her laughing:- Excellent hyena! Talk to me somewhat. quickly. As she hath done her honours. There is a kind of pity in mine eye. Card. Apply desperate physic: We must not now use balsamum. but fire. Ferd. The smarting cupping-glass.uoregon. Curs'd creature! Unequal nature. Why do you make yourself So wild a tempest? Ferd. Card. such blood as hers.html (42 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM .

html (43 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . heaven doth revenge By her. who never yet express'd Their strong desire of rest. Yes. But your whore's blood. Ferd. I could kill her now. Card. for I do think It is some sin in us. With whom? Ferd. Card.uoregon. On violent whirlwinds! this intemperate noise Fitly resembles deaf men's shrill discourse. so beastly. thinking all other men To have their imperfection. Ferd. Have not you My palay? Card. Are you stark mad? http://darkwing. Ferd. Or toss the bar. In you. By vexing of themselves. which carries you. or in myself.The Duchess of Malfi Or my imagination will carry me To see her in the shameful act of Or one o'th' wood-yard. Card. As doth intemperate anger. or else some lovely squire That carries coals up to her privy lodgings. Chide yourself. Go to. So: I will not only study to seem The thing I am not. How idly shews this rage. Card. but by unrest. Who talk aloud. that can quoit the sledge. As men convey'd by witches through the air. You have divers men. Come. I can be angry Without this rupture: there is not in nature A thing that makes man so deform'd. Happily with some strong-thigh'd bargeman. put yourself In tune. mistress! 'Tis not your whore's milk that shall quench my wild-fire. You fly beyond your reason.

since you last saw her. http://darkwing. In. a son and daughter. it would have put me Into a cold sweat. Card. Methinks 'twas yesterday. Antonio. She hath had two children more. And should have heard of this. Till I know who leaps my sister. I have done. Nay. in. I'll leave you.verily I should dream It were within this half hour. Or else to boil their bastard to a cullis And give't his lecherous That their curs'd smoke might not ascend to heaven.which to mine eye Is somewhat leaner. friend Delio. I'll not stir: That known. And fix her in a general eclipse. Act III. I would have their bodies Burnt in a coal-pit with the ventage stopp'd. sir: and how fares your noble duchess? Ant. Right fortunately well: she's an excellent Feeder of pedigrees.uoregon. Enter ANTONIO and DELIO. my most beloved Delio! O. you have been a stranger long at court: Came you along with the Lord Ferdinand? Delio. Delio. but let me wink. Ant. [Exeunt. Or dip the sheets they lie in in pitch or sulphur. had I been damn'd in hell. Our noble friend. I'll find scorpions to string my whips. and then light them like a match. to renew The sin of his back. And not behold your face.The Duchess of Malfi Ferd. I'll go sleep.html (44 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . I did. Scene I. I am confident. You have not been in law. Ferd. Wrap them in't.

Delio. as dormice do in winter: These houses that are haunted. Great princes. why? Ant.uoregon. Delio. Pray. sir. And your graver heads. The left hand way. that's newly come to court. The common rabble do directly say She is a strumpet. I grow to infinite purchase. what censure they? Ant. They never dream of. are most still Till the devil be up. Nor troubled with an old wife. Nor begg'd the reversion of some great man's place. and all suppose the duchess Would amend it. which doth make Your time so insensibly hasten. if she could: for. say they. between her and me. nor a suitor at the court. for other obligation Of love or marriage. http://darkwing. Which would be politic. tell Delio. Lest thereby they should make them odious Unto the people. Doth bear himself right dangerously. I fear it hath: The Lord Ferdinand. Delio. Delio. will not complain. Hath not this news arriv'd tet to the ear Of the lord Cardinal? Ant. The Lord Ferdinand Is going to bed. What say the common people? Ant. Pray. though they grudge their officers Should have such large and unconfined means To get wealth under them.html (45 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . He is so quiet. that he seems to sleep The tempest out.The Duchess of Malfi Nor in prison. They do observe.

Duch. O bless'd comfort! This deadly air is purg'd. but By whom. The great Count Malateste. say that it were true. I pour it in your bosom: my fix'd love Would strongly excuse. nay. I will marry for your honour. I'll instantly to bed. How thrives our intelligence? Bos. Sir. When I choose A husband.html (46 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . court-calumny. Bosola. which princes' palaces Are seldom purg'd of.The Duchess of Malfi Enter DUCHESS. Ferd. [Exeunt all but Ferdinand and Bosola. I am to bespeak A husband for you. uncertainly: 'Tis rumour'd she hath had three bastards. You shall do well in't. Ferd. You may look quite through him. But. http://darkwing. For me. FERDINAND. were they apparent in you. we may go read i'th' stars. sir. Fie upon him: A count! he's a mere stick of sugar-candy. Duch. Ferd. Duch. I am to have private conference with you About a scandalous report is spread Touching mine honour. BOSOLA. Her guilt treads on Hot burning culters. be safe In your own Go. Ferd. How is't. worthy Antonio? Duch. extenuate. For I am weary. A pestilent air.uoregon. Now. Let me be ever deaf to't: One of Pasquil's paper-bullets. deny Faults. Yet. sir! pray who is't? Ferd.

Ferd. Away. Bos. Do you think that herbs. within these two days. Ferd. This night I will force confession from her. but the ingredients Were lenitive poisons. What do you intend to do? Ferd. and straight the witch Swears by equivocation they are in love. a false key Into her bed-chamber. these are mere gulleries. horrid things. Can your faith give way To think there's power in potions. Why some Hold opinion. all things are written there. She shames to acknowledge. Can force the will? Some trials have been made In this foolish practice. No. To make us love whether we will or no? Bos.The Duchess of Malfi Ferd. Sorcery! to what purpose? Bos. or charms. such as are of force To make the patient mad. Bos. Bos. To make her dote on some desertless Yes. or in charms.uoregon. Most certainly.html (47 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . You told me You had got. To abuse us. there hath been some sorcery Us'd on the duchess. Do not ask then: http://darkwing. Ferd. I have. As I would wish. Invented by some cheating mountebanks. The witch-craft lies in her rank blood. Can you guess? Bos. I do suspect. if we could find spectacles to read them. Ferd. Ferd.

uoregon. ANTONIO. I do not think so. I thank thee: I never gave pension but to Enter DUCHESS. Indeed. Ferd. Give me thy hand. To purchase a night's lodging of their wives. Must! you are a lord of misrule.The Duchess of Malfi He that can compass me. Scene II. http://darkwing. then. [Exeunt. and know my drifts. and the glass. Bos. Till I entertained thee. I must persuade one. That friend a great man's ruin strongly checks. my lord. Duch. Ant. Indeed. You get no lodging here to night. That you are Your own chronicle too much. Farewell. Who rails into his belief all his defects. Ant. and grossly Flatter yourself. pray? Bos. Duch. and CARIOLA. May say he hath put a girdle 'bout the world. my rule is only in the night. I must lie here. Ant. Ferd. Bring me the casket hither. That noblemen shall come with cap and knee. And sounded all her quicksands. Very good: I hope in time 'twill grow into a custom.html (48 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . What do you think. Duch. Act III.

Cariola? Cari. and I know She'll much disquiet you. To what use will you put me? Ant. Wherefore still. Cariola. When wilt thou marry. I shall like her the better for that. Venus had two soft doves To draw her chariot. Duch. Ay. Duch. that's but one. Cari. Labouring men Count the clock oftenest. Ant. I lie with her often. We read how Daphne. Sir. you are complain'd of. my lord. Are glad when their task's ended. Cari. Do you rise so early? Ant.The Duchess of Malfi Duch. transhap'd http://darkwing. Anaxarete Was frozen into marble: whereas those Which married. I must have another. for her peevish flight. See. What pleasure can two lovers find in sleep! Cari. Cari. We'll sleep together.html (49 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . O. Ant. Ant. My lord. Cariola. pray thee. Were by a gracious influence. Alas. I'll stop your mouth. Became a fruitless bay-tree. Never. For she's the sprawlingest bedfellow. shall I ask you a question? Ant.uoregon. when you lie with my lady. Ant. or prov'd kind unto their friends. Syrinx turn'd To the pale empty reed. fie upon this single life! forego it.

html (50 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Cari. [Exeunt. I love to see her angry.uoregon. and beauty. pomegranate.The Duchess of Malfi Into the olive. Ant. What is't? which should I choose. precious stones. Cariola. http://darkwing. Having three amorous goddesses in view. and cannot endure fair ones. Now I look on both your faces so well form'd. If there were propos'd me. For the most part. keep worse-favour'd waiting women. Became flowers. Softly. that's soon answer'd. riches. When were we so merry? My hair tangles. For how was't possible he could judge right. To attende them. And he was blind in't. In three several young men. Did you ever in your life know an ill painter Desire to have his dwelling next door to the shop Of an excellent picture-maker? 'twould disgrace His face-making. Duch. Cariola. Cari. O. I shall have all the court Powder their hair with arras to be like me. wisdom. or eminent stars. Pray thee. and there was great cause. Doth not the colour of my hair 'gin to change? When I wax gray. I do wonder why hard-favour'd ladies. Duch. mulberry. Ant. I enter'd you into my heart Before you would vouchsafe to call for the keys. It puts me in mind of a question I would ask. And they stark naked? 'twas a motion Were able to benight the apprehension Of the severest counsellor of Europe. and undo him. This is a vain poetry. when she hath chaf'd extremely. I prithee. 'Tis a hard question: this was Paris' case. You have cause to love me. And let her talk to herself: I have divers times Serv'd her the like. but I pray you tell me. let's steal forth the room.

Ferd. [Ferdinand gives her a poniard. I can do both like a prince. Duch. hear me: I am married. most imperfect light of human reason.uoregon. hear me. I pray. So. Duch. sir: I will plant my soul in mine ears. And no essential thing? Duch. Happily. Should make you keep your own bed. Die then quickly. Ferd. And glory in them: there's in shame no comfort. No. not to your liking: but for that. Pray. Have you lost your tongue? 'Tis welcome: For know.The Duchess of Malfi Enter FERDINAND unseen. Virtue. whether I am doom'd to live or die. Do not speak. Duch. We shall one day have my brothers take you napping: Methinks his presence. Sir- Or is it true thou art but a bare name.html (51 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . to hear you. You shall get no more children till my brothers Consent to be your gossips. sir. Ferd. O. sir. I'll assure you. but you'll say Love mixt with fear is sweetest. Ferd. But to be past all bounds and sense of shame. That mak'st us so unhappy to foresee What we can least prevent! Pursue thy wishes. being now in court. http://darkwing. where art thou hid? what hideous thing Is it that doth eclipse thee? Duch.

and such dumb things To whom nature denies use to sound his name. If I could change eyes with a basilisk. let dogs and monkies Only converse with him. Whate'er thou art that hast enjoy'd my sister. and a wretched life. And thou hast ta'en that massy sheet of lead That hid thy husband's bones. And for thee. I would have thee build Such a room for him as our anchorites To holier use inhabit. Duch. Ferd. It thou do love him. For I am sure thou hears't me. The howling of a wolf Is music to thee. Enjoy thy lust still. Ferd. you came hither By his confederacy. till he's dead. I would not for ten millions I had beheld thee: therefore use all means I never may have knowledge of thy name. vile woman. Mine bleeds for't! http://darkwing. Let not the sun Shine on him. Duch. that's already flown! Will you see my husband? Ferd. Thou art undone. screech-owl: prithee. Do not keep a paraquito. If thou do wish thy lecher may grow old In thy embracements.html (52 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM .edu/%7Erbear/webster1. Why might not I marry? I have not gone about in this to create Any new world or custom. yet am now persuaded It would beget such violent effects As would damn us both. Yes. lest she learn it. Duch. cut out thine own tongue Lest it bewray him. and folded it About my heart. On that condition. peace. Sure. I come hither prepar'd To work thy discovery.The Duchess of Malfi Alas. your shears do come untimely now To clip the bird's wings. for thine own sake Let me not know thee.uoregon.

for that. Dost thou know what reputation is? I'll tell thee. So fare you well: I will never see you more. I would say. Death told [Exit. Cari. You are in this Too strict. and sometimes 'Mongst quiet kindred. And made him invisible. for you. http://darkwing. Upon a time Reputation. you shall read there Mine small purpose. Love. unless a hollow bullet Fill'd with unquenchable wild-fire? Duch. and it was concluded That they should part. for it is my nature If once I part from any man I meet. that had nothing left By their dead parents: stay. sir. I am never found again. quoth Reputation. and take three several ways. Where dowries were not talk'd of.. And so. Enter ANTONIO with a pistol. do. too wilful: my reputation Is safe. and Death Would travel o'er the world.The Duchess of Malfi Ferd. since th' instruction Comes now too late. they should find him in great battles. You saw this apparition? Ant. Pray. Thine! thy heart! What should I name't.html (53 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . and were you not my princely brother. Duch. How come he hither? I should turn This to thee. Do not forsake me. Yes: we are Betray'd. and when That you have cleft my heart. Ferd. You have shook hands with Reputation. Or cities plagu'd with plagues: Love gives them counsel To enquire for him 'mongst unambitious shepherds.uoregon.

'Tis Bosola. Cari. [Exit ANTONIO. He told me. http://darkwing. So late! Bos. Duch.The Duchess of Malfi Duch. And so fasten the keen edge in his rank gall. He left this with That gallery gave him entrance. and not we. Ant. As well as a point: turn it towards him. I stand As if a mine beneath my feet were ready To be blown up. I might relate My warrantable love! Ha! what means this? [She shews the poniard. How now! who knocks? more earthquakes! Duch. Hath took horse.uoregon. did wish You would use it on yourself. Enter BOSOLA. The duke your brother is ta'en up in a whirlwind. Duch. Bos. His action Seem'd to intend so much. Ant.html (54 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . That. and 's rid post to Rome. O misery! methinks unjust actions Should wear these masks and curtains. Ant. I would this terrible thing would come again. This hath a handle to't. Duch. You must instantly part hence: I have fashion'd it already. Away. as he mounted into th' saddle. standing on my guard. Duch. And it seems.

The place that you must fly to.this is cunning! Duch. a noble lie. is Ancona: Hire a house there. What's the matter? Duch. [Exit. I am very near it. Antonio. Ant. and that cur'd you http://darkwing. Enter ANTONIO.d with me for money Ta'en up of certain Neapolitan Jews. I have got well by you. I shall. I must now accuse you Of such a feigned crime. Call up our officers.html (55 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Strange!. Hath dealt so falsely with me in's accounts: My brother stood engag. You had the trick in audit-time to be sick. you have yielded me A million of loss: I am like to inherit The people's curses for your stewardship. I'll send after you My treasure.The Duchess of Malfi You were undone. Must stand for periods. Bos. Duch. Our weak safety Runs upon enginous wheels: short syllables. Bos.hark.uoregon. Till I had sign'd your Quietus. 'Cause it must shield our honours:. Will your grace hear me? Duch. And Antonio lets the bonds be forfeit. as Tasso calls Magnanima And hereupon My brother's bills at Naples are protested Against. Indeed. Duch. Bos. the master of our household. and my jewels. they are coming! Enter BOSOLA and Gentlemen.

[Exit. We do confiscate Towards the satisfying of your accounts. the inconstant And rotten ground of service! you may see. I would know what are your opinions Of this Antonio. For h'as done that. So. alas! you would not think of. Use your fortune elsewhere. Ant. but do think The necessity of my malevolent star Procures this. O. So shall you hold my favour. what it is to serve A prince with body and soul. I mean not to publish. and runs into the sea again. Duch. All that you have. I am all yours. Duch. that in a winter night. http://darkwing. let him. He could not abide to see a pig's head gaping: I thought your grace would find him a Jew. A-loath to part from't. Here's an example for extortion: what moisture Is drawn out of the you have your pass. Takes a long slumber o'er a dying fire. Second Off. 'Tis even like him. not her humour. I pray. Gentlemen. when foul weather comes Pours down.uoregon.html (56 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . yet parts thence as cold.The Duchess of Malfi Without help of a doctor. Duch. Ant. Ant. As when he first sat down. I am strongly arm'd to brook my overthrow: As commonly men bear with a hard year. because I intend to be rid of him. I will not blame the cause on't. And. and 'tis very fit All mine should be so. Bos. I would have this man be an example to you all. sir. gentlemen. You may see.

Second Off. the god of riches. Princes pay flatterers In their own money: flatterers dissembly their vices. to signify that wealth That comes on god's name. thought none happy But such as were born under his blest planet. let him go. That these are rogues. that's justice. And follow'd after's mule. When he's sent by Jupiter to any man. Their doom must follow. and the chippings of the buttery fly after him. I would you had been his officer. He stopped his ears with black wool. but when he's sent http://darkwing. poor gentlemen! Duch. Plutus. How scurvy proud he would look. and to those came to him for money.uoregon. Would have prostituted their daughters to his lust. But to have waited on his fortune. that in's prosperity. could have wish'd His dirty stirrup rivetted through their noses. Poor! he hath amply fill'd his coffers. like a bear in a ring. First Sure he was too honest. said he was thick of hearing. for he could not abide a woman. for your own sake. And wore his livery: and do these lice drop off now? Well.The Duchess of Malfi Third Off. Fourth Off. comes slowly. never look to have the like again: He hath left a sort of flattering rogues behind him. [Exeunt. Made their first-born intelligencers. Duch. Fourth Off. Leave us.html (57 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . What do you think of these? Bos. He goes limping. when the treasury was full! well. Bos. And they dissemble their lies. Yes. to scour his gold chain. Some said he was an hermaphrodite. Alas.

Do I not dream? can this ambitious age Have so much goodness in't. he rides post and comes in by scuttles. than virtues? You shall want him: For know an honest statesman to a prince. As devilish to acknowledge it too (58 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Duch. He was an excellent Courtier. than shew itself: His breast was fill'd with all perfection. what a most unvalued jewel You have in a wanton humour thrown away. Fare thee well. you render me excellent music! Bos. To bless the man shall find him. Will you make yourself a mercenary herald. a soldier. without these shadows Of wealth and painted honours? possible? Duch. Bos. Both his virtue and form deserv'd a far better fortune. the grateful tree Rewards it with his shadow. as to prefer A man merely for worth. O. that thought it As beastly to know his own value too little. tied Together with an intelligencer's heart-string. and most faithful. And yet it seemed a private whispering-room. It made so liitle noise of't. Say you? Duch.uoregon. But he was basely have not done so.The Duchess of Malfi On the devil's errand. http://darkwing. I have had three children by him. Rather to examine men's pedigrees. His discourse rather delighted to judge itself. Is like a cedar planted by a spring: The spring bathes the tree's root. Bos. Let me shew you. is my husband. it cannot be said yet That any ill happened unto thee. This good one that you speak of. Antonio! since the malice of the world Would needs down with thee. Than depend on so changeable a prince's favour. I would sooner swim to the Bermoothes on Two politicians' rotten bladders. considering thy fall Was accompanied with virtue. Duch.

You shall take charge of all my coin and jewels. for he retires himself To Ancona. Last. Rais'd by that curious engine. Which I will wear on th' inside of my heart! Duch. Shall thank you. Bos. For Antonio. Duch. retaining Your usual train about you. http://darkwing. Should you want Soldiers. and serve you for this act. Bos.The Duchess of Malfi Bos. scare seven leagues From fair Ancona. I mean to follow thee. And follow him. your white hand. Whither. and make that More reverend than all the cabinets Of living princes. in your grave. for't. Let me think: I would wish your grace to feign a pilgrimage To our lady of Loretto. In honour of this trophy of a man. the secret of my prince. No question but many an unbenefic'd scholar Shall pray for you for this deed. The virgins of your land That have no dowries. O. As I taste comfort in this friendly speech. and rejoice That some preferment in the world can yet Arise from merit. within few days. the neglected poets of your time. shall hope your example Will raise them to rich husbands. and your flight Will seem a princely progress. 'twould make the very Turks and Moors Turn Christians. So would I find concealment. When heralds shall want coats to sell to men. Fortunate lady! For you have made your private nuptial bed The humble and fair seminary of peace. Bos. So. so may you depart Your country with more honour.uoregon. His fame shall likewise flow from many a pen.html (59 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM .

The Duchess of Malfi Duch. Or go visit the Spa In Germany: for. A politician is the devil's quilted anvil. Card. joins you in commission With the right fortunate soldier. And men that paint weeds to the life. MALATESTE. let us moderately lament them. if you will believe me. The In my opinion. Duch. [Exit. http://darkwing. Hearing your worth that way. this base quality Of intelligencer! why. And the famous Lannoy. every quality i'th' world Prefers but gain or commendation. For those to come. I do not like this jesting with religion. Cari. ere you attain'd This reverend garment. DELIO. Thou art a superstitious fool! Prepare us instantly for our departure. Act III. Now.uoregon. PESCARA. are prais'd. the Marquess of Pescara. Enter CARDINAL. and the blows Are never heard: he may work in a lady's chamber. [Exeunt Duchess and Cariola. for this act I am certain to be rais'd. Must we turn soldier then? Mal. your direction Shall lead me by the hand. She were better progress to the baths at Lucca. Past sorrows. Scene III. What rests but I reveal All to my lord? O. seek wisely to prevent them. This feigned pilgrimage. He fashions all sins on him. and SILVIO. Sir. As here for proof. FERDINAND. Bos.html (60 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM .

I perceive. Then he'll fight by the book. He has worn gunpowder in's hollow tooth. A marginal note in the muster-book. my lord. Yes. Sil. He comes to the leaguer with a full intent To eat fresh beef and garlic. Here's a plot drawn for a new fortification At Naples. He's no soldier. Hath got employment? Delio. and shun the critical. To save it from taking prisoner. for the tooth-ache. that he is A voluntary lord. Delio. He is horribly afraid Gunpowder will spoil the perfume on't. Delio. This great count Malateste. He hath read all the late service. and straight return to court. he protests He would do much for that taffata. I think he would run away from a battle. Delio. No employment.html (61 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . means to stay Till the scent be gone.The Duchess of Malfi Card. Ferd. To choose good days. That's his mistress' scarf. He that had the honour Of taking the French king prisoner? Mal.uoregon. By the almanack. I think. The same. Sil. only to express Battles in model. Delio. http://darkwing. Sil. Sil. As the City Chronicle relates it: And keeps two pewterers going.

who study how many knots was in Hercules' club. and this He did to gain the name of a speculative man. http://darkwing. They carry fire in their tails. Pes. Bosola arriv'd! what should be the business? Some falling out amongst the cardinals. Only for the remove of the court. He hath studied himself half blear-eyed to know The true symmetry of Caesar's nose by a shoeing-horn. of what colour Achilles' beard was. Or whether Hector were not troubled With the tooth-ache. To mock the eager violence of fire. What's that Bosola? Delio. Sil. I knew him in Padua. Pes.The Duchess of Malfi Delio.uoregon. Like such. he made his head Have a bore in't like a musket. and all the country About them goes to wrack for't. when their heads are divided.a fantastical scholar. The Lord Ferdinand laughs. These factions amongst great men. Mark prince Ferdinand: A very salamander lives in's eye. Sil. like a foul porpoise before a storm. That lightens ere it He is indeed a guarded sumpter-cloth.. Enter BOSOLA. These are your true pangs of death. I would he had made a touchhole to't. Like a deadly cannon. That Cardinal hath made more bad faces with his oppression than ever Michael Angelo made good ones: he lifts up's nose.html (62 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Pes. Delio. I saw a Dutchman break his pate once For calling him pot-gun. they are like Foxes. Sil. Pes.

Ferd. Scene IV. that damns her. Second Pil. I will. The whiter. The cardinal of Arragon http://darkwing.uoregon.The Duchess of Malfi The pangs of life. Enter TWO PILGRIMS to the Shrine of our Lady of Loretto. shew like leprosy. go presently. Card. Bos. Draw me out an hundred and fifty of our horse. Card. Act III. But in the audit-time. You are for Loretto: I shall not be at your ceremony. Delio. Antonio! A slave that only smell'd of ink and counters And never in's life look'd like a gentleman. Yet I have visited many. that struggle with great statesmen. I make it a question Whether her beggarly brats were ever christen'd. Go. [Exeunt. the fouler. Blended together. First Pil. Methinks her fault and beauty. Write to the Duke of (63 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . and acquaint him With's mother's honesty. Ferd. Doth she make religion her ridinghood To keep her from the sun and tempest? Ferd. fare you well. And meet me at the fort-bridge. In such a deformed silence. That. my young nephew She had by her first husband. witches whisper their charms. I will instantly solicit the state of Ancona To have them banish'd. I have not seen a goodlier shrine than this.

to determine of a free prince? http://darkwing. Second Pil. whilst fame sings loud thy powers. They are banish'd. robes.d in this manner. worthy of worthiest name. are. by a form if banishment in dumb-shew expressed towards them by the Cardinal and the state of Ancona. at the shrine. Triumphant conquest crown thy head. They come. First Pil. No disastrous fate come nigh thee. and their children. under war's warlike banner! O. and ring. I alone will sing thy praises. But I would ask what power hath this state Of Ancona. may'st thou prove fortunate in all martial courses! Guide thou still by skill in arts and forces: Victory attend thee nigh. [Here the ceremony of the Cardinal's instalment. Lead bravely thy forces on. and spurs: then Antonio. O. First Pil. and blessings pour down showers! First Pil. Bent to martial discipline is. No question. that divine is. Crown thy arts with arms. performed in delivering up his cross. Lay aside all those robes lie by thee. and then exeunt: Arms.uoregon. the Duchess. To thy fame's eternal glory: Adverse fortune ever fly thee. in the habit of a soldier. having presented themselves at the shrine. I expect A noble ceremony. Here's a strange turn of state! who would have thought So great a lady would have match'd herself Unto so mean a person? yet the cardinal Bears him much too cruel. and honours deck thy and investing him with sword. hat. this ditty is sung. they'll beautify thee.html (64 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Whom to honour virtue raises. And thy study. banished. adorn.The Duchess of Malfi Is this day to resign his cardinal's hat: His sister duchess likewise is arriv'd To pay her vow of pilgrimage. to very solemn music. During all which ceremony. helmet. by divers churchmen. shield.

Is all our train Shrunk to this poor remainder? Ant. No matter who sets hand to't.The Duchess of Malfi Second Pil. These poor men. What was it with such violence he took Off from her finger? Second Pil. All things do help th' unhappy man to fall. Antonio! If that a man be thrust into a well. you see what power Lightens in great men's breath. [Exeunt. Alas. They are a free state. Which he vow'd shortly he would sacrifice To his revenge. Yes. his own weight Will bring him sooner to th' bottom. Duch. ANTONIO. First Pil. Act III. First Pil. Fortune makes this conclusion general. Hath seiz'd into the protection of the church The 'Twas her wedding ring. But by what justice? Second Pil. which she held as dowager. CHILDREN. Duch. Enter DUCHESS. vow http://darkwing. CARIOLA and SERVANTS. let's hence. and her brother shew'd How that the Pope fore-hearing of her looseness.html (65 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . sir. Banish'd Ancona! Ant. Only her brother's instigation. Come. Sure I think by none. First Pil. Which have got little in service. Scene V.uoregon.

This puts me in mind of death: physicians thus. Duch. Enter BOSOLA with a letter. Thou dost blanch mischief. They have done wisely. From my brother? Bos. See. for to me the pearls Do signify your tears. Duch. live Happier than we. Ant. All love and safety. What was't? Duch. use to give o'er Their patients. from the Lord Ferinand. for they may choose their mates. The birds that live i'th' field On the wild benefit of nature. Now they are fledg'd.html (66 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . My interpretation Is. I had a very strange dream to night.The Duchess of Malfi To take your fortune: but your wiser buntings. Ant. Bos. Duch. false hearts speak fair http://darkwing. You are happily o'erta'en. Duch. With their hands full of money. Men cease to build where the foundation sinks. are gone. And carol their sweet pleasures to the spring. like to calm weather At sea before a tempest. Yes. Right the fashion of the world: From decay'd fortunes every flatterer shrinks. Ant. see. your brother. And on a sudden all the diamonds Were chang'd to Methought I wore my coronet of state. Duch. you'll weep shortly.uoregon. Would'st make it white.

Is safe. Bos. And what from you? Ant. Until he see it: the devil is not cunning enough To circumvent us in riddles. A politic equivocation! He doth not want your counsel. Their league is like that of some politic kings. 'tis a cunning one. Bos. This proclaims your breeding: http://darkwing. I want his head in a business. And here's another pitfall that's strew'd o'er With roses. that hangs upon our enemies' will. That he so much distrusts my husband's love. And what of this? Ant. I'll not come at them. he cannot sleep till you be dead. No truce. That is. which I present you? Duch.The Duchess of Malfi To those they intend most mischief. for several debts at Naples: let not that trouble him. Bos. Thus tell him. He will by no means believe his heart is with him. Bos.uoregon. though hatch'd with ne'er such politic skill. I stand engaged for your husband. which till I hear are muzzled.html (67 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Will you reject that noble and free league Of amity and love. I will not come. I had rather have his heart than his money: And I believe so mark it. Bos. My brothers have dispers'd Blood-hounds abroad. Only to make themselves of strength and power To be our after-ruin: tell them so. [Reads the letter. but your head. Send Antonio to me. What do you believe? Duch.

In one unlucky bottom. O. sir. And thy sweet armful. that thou hast not understanding To know thy misery. Than as some curious artist takes in sunder A clock.uoregon.html (68 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Duch. As the adamant draws iron. In the eternal church. You counsel safely. or part with you. being bruis'd. And compar'd myself to't: nought made me e'er go right But heaven's scourge-stick. Ant. and fly towards Milan. and we strive To bring ourselves to nothing. I know not which is best. Duch. when it is out of frame. be of comfort! Make patience a noble fortitude. http://darkwing. Let us not venture all this poor remainder. I suspect some ambush: Therefore by all my love I do conjure you To take your eldest son. Ant. farewell. Farewell. or watch. Ant. To bring't in better order. I do hope we shall not part thus.The Duchess of Malfi Every small thing draws a base mind to fear. [Exit. Do not weep: Heaven fashion'd us out of is prov'd best. If I do never see thee more. To see you dead. Cariola. thy heavy hand is in't! I have seen my little boy oft scourge his top. Farewell. Fare you well. Best of my life. sir: You shall shortly hear from 's. like to cassia. since we must part: Heaven hath a hand in't: but no otherwise. O heaven. like to a slav-born Russian. Duch. Must I. Account it praise to suffer tyranny? And yet. for all our wit And reading brings us to a truer sense Of sorrow. boy: Thou art happy. And think not how unkindly we are us'd: Man.

To none. And save them from the tiger: fare you well. You are: you must see your husband no more. or that which doth allure them To the nets? you have hearken'd to the last too much. Duch.uoregon. [Exit. for that speech Came from a dying father: your kiss is colder Than that I have seen an holy anchorite Give to a dead man's skull. Duch. The weight makes it move swift: I would have my ruin Be sudden. What devil art thou. Shall I ne'er fly in pieces? Come. Look. Ant.html (69 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Whither. My laurel is all wither'd. My heart is turn'd to a heavy lump of lead. With which I sound my danger: fare you well. with vizards. to what prison? Bos. Duch. Cari. madam. what a troop of armed men Make toward us. Duch. am I not? Bos. Is that terrible? I would have you tell me Whether is that note worse that frights the silly birds Out of the corn. O misery! like to a rusty o'er-charg'd cannon. they are very welcome! When fortune's wheel is over-charg'd with princes. Enter BOSOLA and SOLDIERS.The Duchess of Malfi Be a good mother to your little ones. To your palace. http://darkwing. Duch. that counterfeits heaven's thunder? Bos. O. I am your adventure. then? Bos. Let me look upon you once more.

The Duchess of Malfi

Duch. I have heard that Charon's boat serves to convey
All o'er the dismal lake, but brings none back again.

Bos. Your brothers mean you safety and pity.

Duch. Pity! With such a pity men preserve alive
Pheasants and quails, when they are not fat enough
To be eaten.

Bos. These are your children?

Duch. Yes.

Bos. Can they prattle?

Duch. No:
But I intend, since they were born accurs'd,
Curses shall be their first language.

Bos. Fie, madam,
Forget this base, low fellow.

Duch. Were I a man,
I'd beat that counterfeit face into thy other.

Bos. One of no birth.

Duch. Say that he was born mean,
Man is most happy when's own actions
Be arguments and examples of his virtue.

Bos. A barren, beggarly virtue.

Duch. I prithee who is greatest, can you tell?
Sad tales befit my woe: I'll tell you one.
A salmon, as she swam unto the sea,
Met with a dog-fish, who encounters her
With this rough language: Why art thou so bold
To mix thyself with our high state of floods,
Being no eminent courtier, but one
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The Duchess of Malfi

Dost live in shallow rivers, rank'st thyself
With silly smelts and shrimps? and darest thou
Pass by our dog-ship without reverence?
O, quoth the salmon, sister, be at peace:
Thank Jupiter, we both have past the net!
Our value never can be truly known,
Till in the fisher's basket we be shown:
I' th' market then my price may be the higher,
Even when I am nearest to the cook and fire.
So, to great men the moral may be stretched;
Men oft are valu'd high, when th' are most wretched.
But come, whither you please. I am arm'd 'gainst misery;
Bent to all sways of the oppressor's will:
There's no deep valley but near some great hill.


Act IV, Scene I.

Ferdinand. How doth our sister duchess bear herself
In her imprisonment?

Bos. Nobly: I'll describe her.
She's sad, as one long us'd to't, and she seems
Rather to welcome the end of misery,
Than shun it; a behaviour so noble,
As gives a majesty to adversity:
You may discern the shape of loveliness
More perfect in her tears than in her smiles:
She will muse for hours together; and her silence,
Methinks, expresseth more than if she spake.

Ferd. Her melancholy seems to be fortified
With a strange disdain.

Bos. 'Tis so; and this restraint,
Like English mastiffs that grow fierce with tying,
Makes her too passionately apprehend
Those pleasure's she's kept from. (71 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM

The Duchess of Malfi

Ferd. Curse upon her!
I will no longer study in the book
Of another's heart. Inform her what I told you.



Bos. All comfort to your grace.

Duch. I will have none.
Pray thee, why dost thou wrap thy poison'd pills
In gold and sugar?

Bos. Your elder brother, the Lord Ferdinand,
Is come to visit you, and sends you word,
'Cause once he rashly made a solemn vow
Never to see you more, he comes i'th' night;
And prays you gently neither torch nor taper
Shine in your chamber: he will kiss your hand,
And reconcile himself; but, for his vow,
He dares not see you.

Duch. At his pleasure.
Take hence the lights; he's come.


Ferd. Where are you?

Duch. Here, sir.

Ferd. This darkness suits you well.

Duch. I would ask you pardon.

Ferd. You have it;
For I account it the honorabl'st revenge,
Where I may kill, to pardon. Where are your cubs?

Duch. Whom? (72 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM

but no more. I come to seal my peace with you. [Exit.uoregon. Ferd. Duch. You were too much i'th' light. Duch. Pray do. http://darkwing. Call them your children. Do you visit me for this? You violate a sacrament o'th' church Shall make you howl in hell for't. Send it to him that ow'd it: you shall see Whether he can aid the ring upon't You gave. behind a traverse. Ferd. To which you have vow'd much love. appearing as if they were dead. the artificial figures of Antonio and his children. Here's a hand. I will leave this ring with you. What witchcraft doth he practise. that he hath left A dead man's hand here? [Here is discovered.The Duchess of Malfi Ferd. Duch. as sure as the ring. For though our national law distinguish bastards From true legitimate issue. horrible! Ferd. Duch. Could you have liv'd thus always. You are very cold: I fear you are not well after your travel. and bury the print of it in your heart. Let her have lights enough. for a love-token. And the hand.html (73 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . It had been well. for indeed. [Gives her a dead man's hand. Ha! lights! O. compassionate nature Makes them all equal. and do not doubt But you shall have the heart too: when you need a friend. I affectionately kiss it.

Leave this vain sorrow. If they would bind me to that lifeless trunk. Duch. now you know directly they are dead. and then buried In some foul dunghill. Good comfortable fellow! Persuade a wretch that's broke upon the wheel To have all his bones new set. There is not between heaven and earth one wish I stay for after this: it wastes me more Than were't my picture. and cannot die. entreat him live To be executed again. Hereafter you may wisely cease to grieve For that which cannot be recovered. fashion'd out of wax. Portia. here's the piece. That's the greatest torture souls feel in hell.uoregon. and yond's an excellent property For a tyrant. May then play with your eyelid. you must live. Bos. Bos. I'll new kindle thy coals again. Stuck with a magical needle. The church enjoins fasting: I'll starve myself to death. begin to mend: the bee When he hath shot his sting into your hand. Duch. Look you. He doth present you this sad spectacle. And let me freeze to death. Duch. Bos. http://darkwing. And revive the rare and almost dead example Of a loving wife. O fie! despair? remember You are a Christian.html (74 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . from which 'twas ta'en. Bos. Come. In hell that they must live.The Duchess of Malfi Bos. What's that? Duch. which I would account mercy. Who must dispatch me? I account this world a tedious theatre. Things being at the worst. That.

edu/%7Erbear/webster1. And those three smiling seasons of the year Into a Russian winter: nay the world To its first chaos. I will save your life. Bos. Bos. To waste thy pity on a thing so wretched As cannot pity itself. by my life. that make lanes through largest families. Now. I'll go curse. I pity you. Duch. fie! Duch. let me blow those vipers from me. I'll go pray. I am full of daggers. http://darkwing.html (75 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . O. Bos. lady.uoregon.The Duchess of Malfi For I do play a part in't 'gainst my will. be of comfort. Bos. I could curse the stars. What are you? Serv. but you must remember. the stars shine still. fearful! Duch. Duch. Consume them! Bos. Look you. Thou art a fool then. My curse hath a great way to go:- Plagues. no. One that wishes you long life. Puff. Bos. Indeed I have not leisure to tend so small a business. O. Duch. Come. O. Enter SERVANT. Fie. Duch. I would thou wert hang'd for the horrible curse Thou hast given me: I shall shortly grow one Of the miracles of pity.

html (76 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Let all the zealous prayers of mortified Churchmen forget them! Bos. Enter FERDINAND. Excellent. Bos. While that my blood ran pure in't. By the curious master in that quality. [Exit. and furnish her With beads. Bos. I will send her masks of common courtesans. To punish them! Go. and say. but for the ill they have done. Why do you do this? Ferd. howl them this. a little while. I am resolv'd To remove forth the common hospital All the mad-folk. cease crowning martyrs. sing and dance. And go no farther in your cruelty. Let heaven. and prayer-books. she's plagu'd in art: These presentations are but fram'd in wax. And set theit gambols to the full o'th' moon: http://darkwing. Send her a penitential garment to put on Next to her delicate skin. 'cause she'll needs be mad. end here. There let them practise together. Ferd. And. Let them like tyrants Never be remember'd. To bring her to despair. 'Faith. and she takes them For true substantial bodies. Vincentio Lauriola. Damn her! that body of hers. called a soul. was more worth Than that which thou wouldlst comfort. uncharitable! Ferd. I long to bleed: It is some mercy when men kill with speed. O. and place them near her lodging.uoregon.The Duchess of Malfi Duch. Have her meat sev'd up by bawds and ruffians. as I would wish.

'Tis the wild consort Of madmen. Never. was never practis'd till this hour. let her. Duch. You must. Bos. Yes. Your work is almost ended. Very likely. Bos. What hideous noise was that? Cari. I thank him: nothing but noise and folly Can keep me in my right wits. Ferd. Must I see her again? Ferd. Indeed. Enter DUCHESS and CARIOLA. Scene II. Never in mine own shape. The business shall be comfort. And this last cruel lie: when you send me next.uoregon. lady. which your tyrant brother Hath plac'd about your lodging: this tyranny.html (77 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Thy pity is nothing of kin to thee. Discourse to me some dismal tragedy. Sit down. I think. That's forfeited by my intelligence. Ferd. Bos. whereas reason And silence make me stark mad. To feed a fire as great as my revenge. Act IV. http://darkwing. Duch.The Duchess of Malfi If she can sleep the better for it. [Exeunt. Which never will slack till it have spent his fuel: Intemperate agues make physicians Antonio Lurks about Milan: thou shalt shortly thither.

Of nothing. Duch. dry your eyes: What think you of. Thou art deceiv'd: To hear of greater grief would lessen mine. I am acquainted with sad misery. O.The Duchess of Malfi Cari. out of question. Pray. Like to your picture in the I am sure. madam? Duch. Cari. Necessity makes me suffer constantly. The earth of flaming sulphur.html (78 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . O. Duch. I never shall know here. I am not mad yet. I sleep. 'twill increase your melancholy. Yes. And custom makes it easy. Thou art a fool: The robin-red-breast and the nightingale Never live long in cages. Dost thou think we shall know one another In th'other world? Cari. Duch. Yes. yet I am not mad. Cari. to my cause of sorrow: Th' heaven o'er my head seems made of molten brass. A deal of life in show. Whom do I look like now? Cari. This is a prison. that it were possible we might But hold some two days' conference with the dead! From them O should learn somewhat. Cari. http://darkwing. Like a madman. As the tann'd galley-slave is with his oar. I'll tell thee a miracle. When I muse thus.uoregon. with your eyes open? Duch. Or rather like some reverend monument Whose ruins are even pitied. but none in practice. but you shall live To shake this durance off.

a gentleman usher. A great physician. Let them loose when you please. Quite beside himself with care to keep in mind The number of his lady's salutations. And fortune seems only to have her eyesight. A doctor.uoregon. presented him With several sorts of madmen." she employ'd him in each morning. And let one broker that's mad loose to these. Serv. when the pope was sick Of a deep melancholy. Enter MADMEN.html (79 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . There's a mad lawyer. Here by a madman this Song is sung. Ran mad. an astrologian That in his works said. an excellent knave in grain. Mad 'cause he was hinder'd transportation. that hath forfeited his wits By jealousy. and failing of't. let us howl some heavy note. such a day o'th' month Should be the day of doom. And so th' imposthume broke: the selfsame cure The duke intends on you. To behold my tragedy. http://darkwing. Some deadly dogged howl. Duch. Your brother hath intended you some sport. You'd think the devil were among them. forc'd him to laugh. How now! What noise is that? Enter SERVANT. Sit. which wild oject Being full of change and sport. Very proper. to a dismal kind of music. I am come to tell you. Cariola. Duch. A farmer too. craz'd i'th' brain With the study of new fashion. Serv. Or "How do you. an English tailor.The Duchess of Malfi Duch. Let them come in. For I am chain'd to endure all your tyranny. and a secular priest.

At last. sir. O. http://darkwing. Second Madman. I cannot sleep. Hast? First Madman. Fourth Madman. as from the threatening throat Of beasts and fatal fowl! As ravens. Doom's-day not come yet! I'll draw it nearer by a perspective. screech-owls. Come on.html (80 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . We'll bell. and sells it to Puritans that have sore throats with overstraining. First Madman. You do give for your crest a woodcock's head. because I am a cuckold? I have found out his roguery. is damned. First I have skill in heraldry. Shall my 'pothecary outgo me. First Madman. And die in love and rest. Third Madman. I will lay the law to you. And corrasiv'd your hearts. Our bodies being blest. bulls. I will tythe them over like haycocks. I will lie with every woman in my parish the tenth night. Till irksome noise have cloy'd your ears. We'll sing. with the brains picked out on't. whenas our quire wants breath. Second Madman. and bears. to welcome death. Third Madman. and bawl our parts. the law will eat to the bone. Greek is turned Turk: we are only to be saved by the Helvetian translation. like swans. Third Madman. Second Madman.uoregon. he makes alum of his wife's urine. you are a very ancient gentleman. my pillow is stuffed with a litter of porcupines. or make a glass that shall set all the world on fire upon an instant.The Duchess of Malfi Sounding. where the devils are continually blowing up women's souls on hollow irons. He that drinks but to satisfy nature. and the fire never goes out. Hell is a mere glass-house. rather lay a corrasive.

I'll leave you. Duch. All the college may throw their caps at me. with music answerable thereunto.uoregon. Fourth Madman. I am come to make thy tomb. I have made a soapboiler costive: it was my masterpiece. What's he. Fourth Madman. Gasping for breath: dost thou perceive me sick? Bos. as if I lay upon my death-bed. Ha! my tomb! Thou speak'st. and the more dangerously. Pray question him. If I had my glass here. after which. no. Duch.html (81 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Thou art not mad sure: dost thou know me? http://darkwing. enters. I have pared the devil's nails forty time. will have his hand in a wench's placket. that while he shews the tombs. [Here the dance. [Exeunt all but the Duchess and Bosola. like an old man. Is he mad too? Serv. Duch. I would shew a sight should make all the women here call me mad doctor. Get me three hundred milch bats. a snuffling knave. consisting of eight madmen. Yes.The Duchess of Malfi Fourth to make possets to procure sleep. and cured agues with them. since thy sickness Is insensible. that brought home my wife from the mask at three a'clock in the morning! it had a large featherbed in it. First Madman. roasted them in ravens' eggs. No. Third Madman. Bos. no. Woe to the caroch. Bosola. a rope-maker? Second Madman. Third Madman.

Would cry out. My trade is to flatter the dead. Didst thou ever see A lark in a cage? such is the soul in the body: this world Is like her little turf of grass. Since ours is to preserve earth-worms. That makes thy sleep so broken: Glories. should it lie with thee. Duch. And thou com'st to make my tomb? Bos. as if thou wert The more unquiet bedfellow. But look'd to near. Duch. Like her looking-glass. Duch. Duch.html (82 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . like glowworms afar off shine bright. Yes. Thou art a box of worm-seed. I am Duchess of Malfi still. Yes. I am a tomb-maker. and the heaven o'er our heads. Duch. What's this flesh? a little cruded milk Fantastical puff-paste. more contemptible. Thou sleepest worse than if a mouse Should be forced to take up her lodging in a cat's ear: A little infant that breeds its teeth. Our bodies are weaker than those Paper-prisons boys use to keep flies only gives us a miserable knowledge Of the small compass of our prison. Who am I? Bos.uoregon. Am not I thy duchess? Bos. Duch. Let me be a little merry: http://darkwing. Bos. Thou art some great woman sure. have neither heat nor light. not the living. for riot Begins to sit on thy forehead (clad in gray hairs) Twenty years sooner Than on a merry milkmaid's. Bos. Thou art very plain. at best but a salvatory Of green mummy.The Duchess of Malfi Bos.

And may it arrive welcome. it affrights not me. The selfsame way they seem to turn their faces. This is your last presence-chamber. seeming to pray Up to heaven. the effect Of this thy dismal preparation.The Duchess of Malfi Of what stuff wilt thou make it? Bos. Bos. Bos. and a bell brought in. I am the common bellman. of what fashion? Duch. as they were wont. That usually is sent to condemn'd persons The night before they suffer. Cari. Even now thou said'st http://darkwing. therefore. Here is a present from your princely brothers. O. Let me know fully. Let me see it: I have so much obedience in my blood. Duch. fit for a charnel. Now I shall: [A coffin. Nay. Why. resolve me first. cords. This talk. Duch. my sweet lady! Duch. for it brings Last benefit. Peace.html (83 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Duch. last sorrow. Bos. As if they died of the tooth-ache: they are not carved With their eyes fixt upon the stars. Most Princes' images on their tombs Do not lie. but with their hands under their cheeks. but As their minds were wholly bent upon the world. do we grow fantastical in our death-bed? Do we affect fashion in the grave? Bos. I wish it in their veins to do them good.uoregon.

'Twas to bring you By degrees to mortification. Hark. Farewell. Call upon our dame aloud. their birth weeping.Now what you please: http://darkwing. Cariola.Call for help. and let the girl Say her prayers ere she sleep. Thine will be a poor reversion. and the whistler shrill. look thou giv'st my little boy Some syrup for his cold. And bid her quickly don her shroud! Much you had of land and rent. murderers! alas! What will you do with my lady?. villains.html (84 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Remove that noise. End your groan.The Duchess of Malfi Thou wast a tomb-maker. I will die with her. And (the foul fiend more to check) A crucifix let bless your neck: 'Tis now full tide 'tween night and day. Of what is't fools make such vain keeping? Sin their conception. The screech-owl. Bos. now everything is still. tyrants.. Cari. Cari. I have not much to give: A many hungry guests have fed upon me. Here your perfect peace is sign'd. Duch.uoregon. Duch. To whom. Strew your hair with powders sweet. and come away. Bos. I pray thee. Hence. Their death a hideous storm of terror. In my last will. Duch. bathe your feet. Listen: [dirge. to our next neighbours? they are mad-folks. Don clean Their life a general mist of error. Your length in clay's now competent: A long war distrub'd your mind.

or cough o'th' lungs.uoregon. Strangling. Doth not death fright you? Duch. I would fain put off my last woman's fault. I'd not be tedious to you. Dispose my breath how please you. will you? Execut. Yes. and 'tis found They go on such strange geometrical hinges. catarrh. Not a whit: What would it pleasure me to have my throat cut With diamonds? or to be smothered With cassia? or to be shot to death with pearls? I know death hath ten thousand several doors For men to take their exits. You may open them both ways: any way. The manner of your death should much afflict you. methinks. but my body Bestow upon my women. Duch.The Duchess of Malfi [Cariola is forced out. http://darkwing.html (85 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Knowing to meet such excellent company In th' other world? This cord should terrify you. Who would be afraid on't. or I can take. Duch. We are ready. Bos. Tell my brothers. now I am well awake. Would do as much as they do. for heaven sake. What death? Bos. So I were out of your whispering. Yet. Execut. That I perceive death. I forgive them: The apoplexy. Duch. Best gift is they can give. here are your executioners.

Is't not so order'd? Bos. you are damn'd Perpetually for this! My turn is next. and know How I have offended. Serve for mandragora.throttle her. tell my brothers. now you shall keep ours. Pull. You kept her counsel. Yes. Where's the waiting-woman? Fetch her: some other strangle the children. Cari. http://darkwing. dispatch her. O.The Duchess of Malfi Duch. Must go upon their knees. Look you. I am not prepared for't.uoregon. sir. Execut. heaven-gates are not so highly arch'd As princes' palaces. there sleeps your mistress. when I am laid out. [They strangle her.html (86 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Come. Bos. and I am glad You are so well prepar'd for't. They then may feed in quiet. Cari. Come. Bos. Here's your wedding-ring. Cari. and pull strongly. You are deceiv'd. to make me sleep: Go. Bos. I will not die: I will first come to my answer. violent death. Must pull down heaven upon me: Yet stay. Enter CARIOLA. I am contracted To a young gentleman. I must not. for your able strength. I will not die. they that enter there. I'll discover Treason to his person. Delays:. Let me but speak with the Cari.

Bos. Why then. Ferd. Bos. If you kill me now.. But here begin your pity: [Shews the children strangled. She is what You'd have her. Bos. Duchess of Malfi Execut. Alas! how have these offended? Ferd. Your credit's sav'd. Bos. Cover her face. I have not been at confession This two years. murder shrieks out: The element of water moistens the earth. Fix your eye here. Bos. The death Of young wolves is never to be pitied. Do you not weep? Other sins only speak. When? Cari.Bear her into the next room. Let this lie still.uoregon.html (87 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . I am damn'd. Ferd. Constantly. http://darkwing. I am quick with child. Is she dead? Bos. Cari. mine eyes dazzle: she died young. I think not so. But blood flies upwards and bedews the heavens. her infelicity Seem'd to have years too many. She bites and scratches. Enter FERDINAND.

Ferd. And should I die this instant. oppos't thyself. It seems she was born first: You have bloodily approv'd the ancient truth. And that was the main cause. Go kill my dearest friend. I'll give thee a pardon For this murder. well. Ferd.The Duchess of Malfi Ferd. Ferd. With thy advanced sword above thy head. I'll tell thee What I'll give thee. Or. Bos.uoregon. to have gain'd An infinite mass of treasure by her death. http://darkwing. I challenge The reward due to my service. and thou hast done't. as we observe in tragedies That a good actor many times is curs'd For playing a villain's part. Why didst not thou pity her? what an excellent Honest man might'st thou have been If thou hadst born her to some sanctuary. Between her innocence and my revenge. For let me but examine well the cause: What was the meanness of her match to me? Only I must confess I had a hope. I had thee. Let me see her face again. That drew a stream of gall quite through my heart. when I was distracted of my I hate thee for't. And for my sake say thou hast done much ill. Let me quicken your memory. Bos. She and I were twins. For thee. Bos. Do. bold in a good cause. Had she continu'd widow. for I perceive You are falling into ingratitude. I had liv'd Her time to a minute. her marriage.html (88 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . That kindred commonly do worse agree Than remote strangers.

The Duchess of Malfi

Bos. Ha!

Ferd. Yes, and 'tis
The largest bounty I can study to do thee.
By what authority didst thou execute
This bloody sentence?

Bos. By yours.

Ferd. Mine! was I her judge?
Did any ceremonial form of law,
Doom her to not being? did a complete jury
Deliver her conviction up i'th' court?
Where shalt thou find this judgment register'd,
Unless in hell? see, like a bloody fool,
Th' hast forfeited thy life, and thou shalt die for't.

Bos. The office of justice is perverted quite,
When one thief hangs another. Who shall dare
To reveal this?

Ferd. O, I'll tell thee;
The wolf shall find her grave, and scrape it up,
Not to devour the corpse, but to discover
The horrid murder.

Bos. You, not I, shall quake for't.

Ferd. Leave me.

Bos. I will first receive my pension.

Ferd. You are a villain.

Bos. When your ingratitude
Is judge, I am so.

Ferd. O horror,
That not the fear of him, which binds the devils,
Can prescribe man obedience!
Never look upon me more. (89 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM

The Duchess of Malfi

Bos. Why, fare thee well:
Your brother and yourself are worthy men:
You have a pair of hearts are hollow graves,
Rotten, and rotting others; and your vengeance,
Like two chain'd bullets, still goes arm in arm.
You may be brothers; for treason, like the plague,
Doth take much in a blood. I stand like one
That long hath ta'en a sweet and golden dream:
I am angry with myself, now that I wake.

Ferd. Get thee into some unknown part o'th' world,
That I may never see thee.

Bos. Let me know
Wherefore I should be thus neglected? Sir,
I serv'd your tyranny, and rather strove,
To satisfy yourself, than all the world:
And though I loath'd the evil, yet I lov'd
You that did counsel it; and rather sought
To appear a true servant, than an honest man.

Ferd. I'll go hunt the badger by owl-light:
'Tis a deed of darkness.


Bos. He's much distracted. Off, my painted honour!
While with vain hopes our faculties we tire,
We seem to sweat in ice and freeze in fire.
What would I do, were this to do again?
I would not change my peace of conscience
For all the wealth of Europe. She stirs; here's life:-
Return, fair soul, from darkness, and lead mine
Out of this sensible hell:- she's warm, she breathes:-
Upon thy pale lips I will melt my heart,
To store them with fresh colour.- Who's there!
Some cordial drink! Alas! I dare not call:
So pity would destroy pity. Her eye opes,
And heaven in it seems to ope, that late was shut,
To take me up to mercy.

Duch. Antonio! (90 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM

The Duchess of Malfi

Bos. Yes, madam, he is living;
The dead bodies you saw, were but feign'd statues;
He's reconcil'd to your brothers; the Pope hath wrought
The atonement.

Duch. Mercy!

[She dies.

Bos. O, she's gone again! there the cords of life broke.
O, sacred innocence, that sweetly sleeps
On turtles' feathers, whilst a guilty conscience
Is a black register, wherein is writ
All our good deeds and bad, a perspective
That shews us hell! That we cannot be suffer'd
To do good when we have a mind to it!
This is manly sorrow;
These tears, I am very certain, never grew
In my mother's milk: my estate is sunk
Below the degree of fear: where were
These penitent fountains, while she was living?
O, they were frozen up! Here is a sight
As direful to my soul, as is the sword
Unto a wretch hath slain his father. Come,
I'll bear thee hence,
And execute thy last will; that's deliver
Thy body to the reverend dispose
Of some good women: that, the cruel tyrant
Shall not deny me. Then I'll post to Milan,
Where somewhat I will speedily enact
Worth my dejection.


Act V, Scene I.

Antonio. What think you of my hope of reconcilement
To the Arragonian brethren? (91 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM

Your living. sir? Pes. I have a suit to you. To know whither it is flying. I pray do. I misdoubt it. Soon in private: here's the cardinal's mistress. You are my friend. That do deprive you of your means of life. Nor fit for me to give. I cannot think they mean well to you life. and some of his dependents Are at this instant making it their suit To be invested in your revenues. Enter JULIA. No..uoregon. Much 'gainst his noble nature hath been mov'd To seize those lands. of late in the possession Of Antonio Bologna. Ant. I will give you ample reason for't. With some demesnes. Pes. Under whom you hold certain land in cheat. For though they have sent letter of safe conduct For your repair to Milan. The Marquis of Pescara. nor you to take. they appear But nets to entrap you. You are still an heretic To any safety I can shape myself. Bennet.The Duchess of Malfi Delio. but this is such a suit. Pes. http://darkwing. Delio. An easy one: There is the citadel of St. Delio. Sir. Ant.please you bestow them on me. To me? Delio.html (92 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Here comes the marquis: I will make myself Petitioner for some part of your land. Enter PESCARA.

and gave't To such a creature. Do you know what it was? It was Antonio's land. Sir. I am grown your poor petitioner. Because you denied this suit to me. but ravish'd from his throat By the cardinal's entreaty: it were not fit I should bestow so main a piece of wrong Upon my friend. and speediness of giving. Pes. the cardinal's.uoregon. My lord. not forfeited By course of law. Pes. And should be an ill beggar. for it is injustice. 'tis a gratification Only due to a strumpet. [Exit. Why? Delio.The Duchess of Malfi Julia. Which makes your grant the greater. Julia. Shall I sprinkle the pure blood of innocents To make those followers I call my friends Look ruddier upon me? I am glad http://darkwing. Ant. Yes. Bennet. How they fortifiy Themselves with my ruin! Delio. He entreats for you The citadel of St. To court you in my Pes. I thank you. I am Little bound to you.html (93 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . had I not A great man's letter here. that belong'd To the banish'd Bologna. And he shall know how doubly I am engag'd Both in your gift. Pes. Sir. Julia. I could not have thought of a friend I could rather Pleasure with it: 'tis yours.

here's a man now. Ant. would fright impudence From sauciest beggars. Which is no more than a poor lingering life. It may be that the sudden apprehension Of danger. Yet is shall rid me of this infamous calling. But some say. You instruct me well. 'Tis a noble old fellow. Delio. and intend To visit him about the mid of night. This night I mean to venture all my fortune. Delio. When he shall see it fright with love and duty. You are still my lov'd and best friend. As salary for his lust. For better fall once. I'll second you in all danger. 'tis a frenzy: I am going To visit him. for I'll go in mine own shape.html (94 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Ant.uoregon. Learn. of an apoplexy. To the cardinal's worst of malice: I have got Private access to his chamber. My life keeps rank with yours. http://darkwing. [Exeunt. To ask noble things of me. Returns again unto so foul an use. Prince Ferdinand's come to Milan. and work A friendly reconcilement: if it fail. as they give out. Sick.The Duchess of Malfi This land. and. Antonio? Ant. May draw the poison out of him. [Exit. than be ever falling. Pes. ta'en from the owner by such a wrong. What course do you mean to take. Why. howe'er. good Delio. As once his brother did our noble duchess. Delio. and you shall find T'll be a noble giver.

bade them take their swords. Yet not without some fear Of a relapse. If he grow to his fit again. they imagine Themselves to be transformed into wolves. Pes. Now. what's his disease? Doc. Enter PESCARA and DOCTOR. Steal forth to church-yards in the dead of night. Doc. Scene II. I am glad on't. Pes.uoregon. Mark's Church. And having minister'd unto him. and try: straight. may I visit your patient? Doc. found his grace Very well recover'd. doctor. and he howl'd fearfully. if http://darkwing. Pes. What's that? I need a dictionary to't? Doc. Pes. They call lycanthropia. In those that are possess'd with't there o'erflows Such melancholy humour. my lord. only the difference Was. A very pestilent disease. I'll tell you. And dig dead bodies up: as two nights since One met the duke 'bout midnight in a lane Behind St. with the leg of a man Upon his shoulder.html (95 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Rip up his Pray thee. His on the inside.The Duchess of Malfi Act V. If't please your lordship: but he's instantly To take the air here in the gallery By my direction. a wolf's skin was hairy on the outside. Said he was a wolf. I'll go a nearer way to work with him Than ever paracelsus dream'd of. I was sent for.

and starlings that flock Yes. and BOSOLA. 'Tis a noble virtue. Why doth your lordship love this solitariness? Ferd. Ferd. look you. Ferd. neither use goad nor whip to them. Ferd. my lord. Enter FERDINAND. Leave me. my lord. Stand aside. Ferd. Good gifts evermore make way for the worst persons. Mal. Pes.(the patient'st man i'th' world http://darkwing. 'Tis your shadow. But let them take their own time. Mal. To drive six snails before me from this town To Moscow. he comes. for. I mean to carry a bribe. you are angry with nothing. Eagles commonly fly alone: they are crows. Ferd. Nothing. I will throttle it. and the sun shine.The Duchess of Malfi They'll give me leave. What's that follows me? Mal. Pes. Stay it. Mal. MALATESTE. Mal..uoregon. Ferd. if you move. Daws. Ferd. CARDINAL. I am studying the art of patience. good my lord. Look. let it not haunt me. Unless I fall upon't? When I go to hell. O. You are a fool: How is't possible I should catch my shadow.html (96 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Rise. I'll buffet his madness out of him. Impossible.

I have done: I'll confess nothing. How now? put off your gown! Doc. Let me have his beard sawed off. sir? Let him go.I have brought Your grace a salamander's skin.uoregon. Let it be new-laid one. Your doctor.- Now he begins to fear me. for that's the only way on't. Ferd. Ferd. Now he begins to fear me: Now let me be alone with him. My lord. What's he? Pes. I have cruel sore eyes. Doc. I must do mad tricks with him. Force him up. Doc.. Card. Ferd. you were Doc. Doc. I'll make him as tame as a dormouse. http://darkwing. The white of a cockatrix's egg is present remedy. Let me have Some forty urinals filled with rose-water: He and I'll go pelt one another with them. to keep you From sun-burning.and I'll crawl After like a sheep-biter. What I have done.Are you mad.Can you fetch a frisk. Card. Ferd. let him go upon my peril: I find by his eye he stands in awe of me. And his eye-brows filed more civil. you were best. They brook no contradiction. Now let me come to him.html (97 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Use me well.The Duchess of Malfi Match me for an experiment). Hide me from him: physicians are like kings. are you out of your princely wits? Ferd...

edu/%7Erbear/webster1. Wishing to the sick prince. Such a figure One night. Pes. Pes. Flattery and lechery. Bos. Can you fetch your frisks. The gentleman of's chamber. We'll leave your grace.html (98 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . I must feig somewhat:. what a fatal judgement Hath fall'n upon this Ferdinand! Pes. You have heard it rumour'd for these many years. he did not fear you thoroughly. He hath grown worse and worse. Doctor. I would speak with you. Appear'd to him. http://darkwing. hence! you are all of you like beasts for sacrifice: There's nothing left of you. None of our family dies but there is seen The shape of an old woman. for her riches.Thus they say it grew. crying out for help. as the prince sat up late at's book. Sit. our noble lord. [Exit. to cover one of the anatomies This rogue hath set i'th' cold yonder In Barber-Chirugeon's-hall.uoregon. but tongue and belly. All health of mind and body. Knows your grace What accident hath brought unto the prince This strange distraction? Card. Hence. Bos.The Duchess of Malfi Ferd. found his grace All on a cold sweat. True. and I much fear He cannot live. I was somewaht too forward. Doc. Mercy upon me. Flay off his skin. alter'd much in face And language: since which apparition. when. sir! I will stamp him Into a cullis. which is given By tradition to us to have been murder'd By her nephews.

sir.Now. Bos. Julia. While he lives. Are you come? so. What an excellent shape hath that fellow! [Exit. I am busy. I'll entreat. Anything. Our sister cannot marry.This fellow must not know By any means I had intelligence In our duchess' death. and style me Thy advancement. Why do you look so wildly? O. [Exeunt all but Cardinal and Bosola. Antonio lurks here in Milan: Enquire him out. Though he had a cold tombstone o'er his bones. There is a gentleman call'd leave me. and fly to't: They that think long. how fares our sister? I do not think but sorrow makes her look Like to an oft-dy'd garment: she shall now Taste comfort from me. Do this.uoregon. Dejects you. and kill him. Sir. small expedition win. will you come in to supper? Card.html (99 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . For musing much o'th' end. The full of all th' engagement seem'd to grow From Ferdinand. I'd make you what you would be. cannot begin. 'Tis thus. for though I counsell'd it. the prince. the fortune of your master here. Give it me in a breath... Enter JULIA. You are most welcome. and I have thought Of anexcellent match for her. Card. Julia.The Duchess of Malfi Card. Bos. But by what means shall I find him out? Card. http://darkwing. but be you of happy comfort: If you'll do one thing for me.

that hath been long approv'd His loyal friend. sir. Card. How now? Julia. Nay. yet he seems Not to have notice of the duchess' death. the doors are fast enough: Now. Julia. for fashion of the world May accompany him. Yes. Or else to go to th' picture-makers. and be happy. 'Tis his cunning: I must follow his example. So.The Duchess of Malfi Here in the camp. [Exit. Enter JULIA. This fellow doth breed basilisks in's eyes. Treachery! Julia. sir. He's nothing else but murder. Well. Set eye upon that fellow. Antonio. I will make you confess your treachery. Do. Bos. Follow him to mass. for taking up Great sums of money. Bos. Bos. There cannot be a surer way to trace Than that of an old fox. for sure he's in want. and learn Who bought her picture lately: some of these Happily may take.uoregon. as to know What fellows haunt the Jews. you are well met. Although he do account religion But a school-name. Bos. There are a thousand ways A man might find to trace him. and see if you can bribe Him to reveal it. or else go enquire out Delio's confessor. confess to me http://darkwing. Above all sights i'th' world.html (100 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . maybe I'll not freeze i'th' business: I would see that wretched thing.

Know you me. sharper Than sun-beams. ignorance in courtship cannot make you do amiss. Bos. Love-powder! Julia. if you lay beauty to my charge. Your bright eyes Carry a quiver of darts in them. I must plead unguilty. Nay.The Duchess of Malfi Which of my women 'twas you hired to put Love-powder into my drink? Bos. Julia. where there are no lively sparks Of roughness. Sure. I'll disarm you. And I want compliment. Why should I fall in love with such a face else? I have already suffer'd for thee so much pain. Yes. You'll find my love no such great miracle. when I was at Malfi. come. Bos. The better. Bos. Compare thy form and my eyes together. And arm you thus: yet this is wondrous strange. Why. You are very fair. http://darkwing. Is to kill my longing. Julia. Bos. Sure your pistol holds Nothing but perfumes. or kissing-comforts. Bos. Now you'll say I am wanton: this nice modesty in ladies Is but a troublesome familiar That haunts them.html (101 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Come. Excellent lady! You have a pretty way on't to discover Your longing. Julia. I am a blunt soldier. If you have a heart to do well. Julia. The only remedy to do me there wants fire.

The fault is not i'th' stone. And in an instant join the sweet delight And the pretty excuse together. I have depende on him. http://darkwing. Put yourself to the chard of courting me. Fail not to effect it. Julia. You shall not need follow the wars: I'll be your maintenance. use to cut off These uncertain wishes and unquiet longings. Bid me do somewhat for you presently. Bos. For if I see. Bos. Why would you know this? Bos. and steal a diamond. Would he not count me a villain? Julia. Whereas now I woo you. but in me the thief That purloins even there I should have courted you. you are an excellent lady! Julia. Under my chamber window. Had you been i'th' street. and if you love me. let him not put you off With feign'd excuse. Bos. I will work upon this creature. like the mice That forsake falling houses. I am sudden with you: We that are great women of pleasure. if he be. he might count me a wanton. The cardinal is grown wondrous melancholy: Demand the cause.I have it. O. And I hear that he is fall'n in some disgrace With the emperor. Julia. You will mar me with commendation.html (102 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM .- Let us grow most amorously familiar: If the great cardinal should see me thus. discover the main ground on't. To express I love you.The Duchess of Malfi Julia. I will. I would shift To other dependance. Not lay a scruple of offence on you. No.uoregon.

Julia. In this distraction. Do not delay me. what ails you? http://darkwing. get you in: You shall see me wind my tongue about his heart. Unless I know it:- [Exeunt Servants. Will you do this? Julia. But I cannot leave my calling. No more than I do you: I am like one That is condemn'd.html (103 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Julia. You shall have it with you. he may reveal the murder. Go. Where are you? Serv. [Exit Bosola. How now. But I would see it seal'd. upon your lives Have conference with the prince Ferdinand. Not leave An ungrateful general. I'll expect th'intelligence. And I your loyal servant. Card.uoregon. But must have blocks for their pillows. I have my pardon promis'd. To-morrow. Enter CARDINAL and SERVANTS. Bos. Cunningly. Julia. Like a skein of silk. Let none. Bos. Yond's my lingering consumption: I am weary of her. To-morrow! get you into my cabinet. for the love of a sweet lady! You are like some cannot sleep in feather-beds. Card. my lord. Duchess of Malfi Bos. and by any means Would be quit of.

Card. cannot be the same Unto your tongue? Card. No. and not me. if that you be true unto that like echoes still report What they hear though most imperfect. For. which I desire the world May not hear of. O. Julia. Very well. Are you so far in love with sorrow. Card. But the last tyranny. Julia. I'll know. Julia. imagine I have committed Some secret deed. You cannot part with part of it? or think you I cannot love your grace when you are sad As well as merry? or do you suspect I. not to tell thee. judgment shall Draw it from you: it is an equal fault. To tell one's secrets unto all or none. Julia. Card. why.uoregon. I may not tell you. Or flatterers. Satisfy thy longing: The only wal to make thee keep my counsel Is. Nothing. that have been a secret to your heart These many winters. Tell your echo this. you are much alter'd! Come. and remove This lead from off your bosom: what's the mattere? Card.html (104 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM .The Duchess of Malfi Card. Will you rack me? Julia. I must be your secretary. The first argues folly. Therefore may not I know it? http://darkwing. Julia.

I will swear you to't upon this book. Card. O heaven! sir. It lies not in me to conceal it. Examine thine own frailty. Card. Had need have their breasts hoop'd with adamant To contain them. Julia. may chance lie Spread in thy Julia. than unloose them: 'tis a secret That. what have you done? Card.uoregon. Were strangl'd. the great Duchess of Malfi. sir. Sir. Julia. Now you dally with me. You have undone yourself. And two of her young children. and kill thee seven year hence. thou shalt know it.The Duchess of Malfi You have conceald'd for me as great a sin As adultery. No more. I beseech you- Card.html (105 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . like a lingering poison. Julia. Most religiously. How now! how settles this? think you Your bosom will be a grave dark and obscure enough For such a secret? Julia. Card. It hurries thee to ruin: I'll not tell thee. I pray thee yet be satisfied. No! Come. never was occasion For perfect trial of my constancy Till now: sir. By my appointment. Be well advis'd. Never. Card. four nights since. Why? Julia. and think what danger 'tis To receive a prince's secrets: they that do. 'tis more easy To tie knots. http://darkwing. You'll repent it.

Bos. For I betray'd your counsel to that fellow: He overheard it. I know not whither. thy curiosity Hath undone thee: thou art poison'd with that book. 'Tis weakness. Bosola! Julia. O.uoregon. That I might find a great man. Bos. For pity sake. Card. hold. like yourself. Make not yourself such a promise of that life. http://darkwing. as she intended. [Dies. To remember my service. I forgive you This equal piece of justice you have done. I have bound thee to't by death. Which is not yours to dispose of. foolish woman. Now you shall never utter it. that was the cause I said It lay not in me to conceal it. Her lust.html (106 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Card. Too much to think what should have been done. Not out of his wits. Who plac'd thee here? Bos.The Duchess of Malfi Card. Couldst not thou have posison'd him? Julia. Card. Kiss Because I knew thou couldst not keep my counsel. Ha. as the Lord Ferdinand. Bos. Card. Wherefore com'st thou hither? Bos. I'll have thee hew'd in pieces. Enter BOSOLA. I go.

edu/%7Erbear/webster1. go hide themselves i'th' graves Of those were actors in't? Card. Card. There are a many ways that conduct to seeming Honour. Very well: now you know me For your fellow-murderer.html (107 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . No more. to help to remove that body http://darkwing. To aid thee in the murder. Shall I go sue to fortune any longer? 'Tis the fool's pilgrimage. and some of them very dirty ones. And when they have done. Take up that body. Lest it make me have a greater when I ride to the gallows. Card. Card. that the blood may run through them The faster: let me have no train when I go to shed blood. Card. Bos. I have honours in store for thee. And wherefore should you lay your fair marble colours Upon your rotten purposes to me? Unless you imitate some that do plot great treasons. and make A greater smother? thou wilt kill Antonio? Bos. Come to me after midnight. Physicians that apply horseleeches to any rank swelling.The Duchess of Malfi Card. Bos. Yes. The fire burns well. Bos.uoregon. Bos. What need we keep a stirring of't. I think I shall Shortly grow the common bier for church-yards. Bos. Card. There is a fortune attends thee. I will allow thee some dozen of attendants. by no means. Throw to the devil Thy melancholy. Use to cut off their tails. O.

let me truly taste thy cup. that strikes With the sword of justice. though nothing be so needful To thy estate. Still methinks the duchess Haunts me: there. they may break their necks else. It may be. I'll join with thee. Bos. The precedent's here afore me. as pity. good Antonio. Scene III. and by that you may conceive What trust I plant in you. you have done a very happy turn. that have got Some of thy blood already. You shall find me ready. her husband? Card. http://darkwing. in a most just revenge: The weakest arm is strong enough. 'Twill breed the less enquiry after her death.'tis nothing but my melancholy. poor. He's rode to Naples. That throws men down. Only a dead wall between. How this man Bears up in blood! seems fearless! why. Well. men had need To be frost-nail'd well. Where's Castruccio. O Penitence. Fail not to come: there is the master-key Of our lodgings. Bos. Act V. [Exit Cardinal.The Duchess of Malfi To her own lodging: I'll give out she died o'th' plague. Antonio. Card. to take possession Of Antonio's citadel. O. yet I find Nothing so dangerous! I must look to my footing: In such slippery ice-pavements. and all my cares shall be To put thee into safety from the reach Of these most cruel biters.html (108 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . only to raise them up! [Exit. there!. 'tis well: Security some men call the suburbs of hell. Believe me. I'll seek thee out.uoregon.

http://darkwing. and withal So plain in the distinction of our words. Yond's the cardinal's window. A thing of sorrow. Delio. Delio. here in this open court. Echo. but we set Our foot upon some reverend history: And. which have diseases like to men. and gave so largely to't. Echo (from the Duchess' grave). Ant.uoregon. Echo. Ay sure.html (109 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . methought. but all things have their end: Churches and cities. a musician. Deadly accent. or a falconer. They thought it should have canopied their bones Till doom's-day. Piece of a cloister. and gave A very deadly accent. Ant. questionless. We never tread upon them. That suits it best. Echo. Or a thing of sorrow. So hollow and so dismal. I do love these ancient ruins. I told you 'twas a pretty one: you may make it A huntsman. Now the echo hath caught you. that suits it best. That many have suppos'd it is a spirit That answers. And to yond' side o'th' river lies a wall. This fortification Grew from the ruins of an ancient abbey. some men lie interr'd Lov'd the church so well. Delio.The Duchess of Malfi Enter ANTONIO and Like death that we have. Which now lies naked to the injuries Of stormy weather. which in my opinion Gives the best echo that you ever heard. It groan'd. Must have like death that we have. Ant.

And her little ones. Ant. O fly your fate! Delio. My duchess is a-sleep now.The Duchess of Malfi Ant. let us walk farther from't. Wisdom doth not more moderate wasting sorrow. Echo. http://darkwing. Hark! the dead stones seem to have pity on you. Echo. Be mindful of the safety. Echo. For thou art a dead thing. And give you good counsel. Shall I never see her more? Echo. you'll find it impossible To fly your fate. Ant. and on the sudden. Ant.html (110 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Echo. Do not. Thou art a dead thing. Echo. 'Tis very like my wife's voice. Ant. I hope sweetly: O heaven. Ay. I would not have you go to th' cardinal's to-night: Do not. Echo. Than time: take time for't: be mindful of thy safety. I mark'd not one repetition of the echo But that. I will not talk with thee. Delio. Delio. a clear light Presented me a face folded in sorrow. Your fancy merely. Delio. wife's voice. Never see her more. Necessity compels me: Make scrutiny throughout the passes Of your own life.

You shall not watch to-night by the sick prince. and he seem'd to urge it sensibly. O. and second you: It may be that the sight of his own blood Spread in so sweet a figure. Good. GRISOLAN. RODERIGO.uoregon. I must have you promise Upon your honours. Scene IV. Your own virtue save you! I'll fetch your eldest son. MALATESTE. For to live thus. by no means: The noise and change of object in his eye Doth more distract him: I pray. Come. I'll be out of this ague. may beget The more compassion. Lose all. Contempt of pain.html (111 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM .edu/%7Erbear/webster1. or nothing. Delio. Nay. Pes. His grace is very well recover'd. all to bed. Though in our miseries fortune have a part. Card. Yet in our noble sufferings she hath none. And though you hear him in his violent fit. However. for I was enjoin'd to't By himself. that we may call our own.The Duchess of Malfi Ant. Card. fare you well. my lord. PESCARA. [Exeunt. is not indeed to live. Mal. It is a mockery and abuse of life: I will not henceforth save myself by halves. http://darkwing. Enter CARDINAL. suffer us. Do not rise. So. we shall not. I entreat you. Act V. Card. sir.

Rod. Why. Card. I heard him name Bosola.uoregon. Nor any of your followers. myself will rise and feign Some of his mad tricks. 'Twas nothing but pure kindness in the devil. now I have protested against it. And feign myself in danger. Ha! 'twas the cardinal's voice. [Exit. Card. I thank you. Card. Neither.The Duchess of Malfi Pes. and cry out for help. When he's asleep. Mal. and my death: listen. Mal. Bos. because at midnight I may with better privacy convey Julia's body to her own lodging. Enter BOSOLA. If your throat were cutting. 'Twas a foul storm to-night. is. I hear one's footing. The reason why I would not suffer these About my brother. About this hour I appointed Bosola To fetch the body: when he hath served my turn. Mal. I'd not come at you. to make trial of your promise. Let our honours bind this trifle. It may be. To rock his own child. The Lord Ferdinand's chamber shook like an osier. O. but the devil takes away my heart For having any confidence in prayer.html (112 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . my conscience! I would pray now. He dies. http://darkwing. [Exeunt all but the Cardinal. Gris.

and be confident. do you agree to't? So.uoregon. I am gone! Thou hast ended a long suit In a minute. I see I must stand upon my guard. That only have the benefit in death. My death is plotted. sir? http://darkwing. We value not desert nor Christian breath.html (113 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Bos. Bos. it must be done i'th' dark. the cardinal Would not for a thousand pounds the doctor should see it. A most wretched thing. Ant. Bos. [Exit. Could I take him at his prayers.The Duchess of Malfi Enter FERDINAND. Here stay. Enter SERVANT with a light. Nay then. Serv. When we know black deeds must be cur'd with death. Where are you. sir. here's the consequence of murder. What art thou? Ant. Ferd. Enter SERVANT and ANTONIO. There were hope of pardon. Serv. Bos. To appear myself. I pray: I'll fetch you a dark lantern. [Exit. Strangling is a very quiet death. Ferd. Ant. What say to that? whisper softly. Fall right my sword: I'll not give thee so much leisure as to pray.

[Dies.The Duchess of Malfi Ant. I am glad That I shall do't in sadness: I would not now Wish my wounds balm'd nor heal'd. O. I'll whisper one thing in thy dying ear. struck and banded Which way please them. I do not ask The process of my death. Pleasure of life.Bosola! Serv. Are murder'd. Ant. for I have no use To put my life to.uoregon. Break. Some men have wish'd to die At the hearing of sad tidings. O good Antonio. And let my son fly the courts of princes. thou art dead Bos. Very near my home. Their very names Kindle a little life in me. Bos. Bos. Thou seem'st to have lov'd Antonio? Serv. To endure vexation.. whose pastime is their care.Antonio! The man I would have sav'd 'bove mine own life! We are merely the stars' tennis-balls. Like wanton boys. Smother thy pity. misfortune! Bos. In all our quest of greatness. To have reconcil'd him to the Cardinal.html (114 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Bos. heart! Ant. only commend me To Delio. what is't? only the good hours Of an ague. I brought him hither. I do not ask thee that: http://darkwing. merely a preparative to rest. Shall make thy heart break quickly! thy fair duchess And two sweet children- Ant. We follow after bubbles blown in th' air.

- Enter BOSOLA and the SERVANT. Enter CARDINAL. if thou tender thy own life. Thou art deceiv'd. Card.O my fate moves swift! I have this cardinal in the forge already. I'll be mine own example. and look thou represent.html (115 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Bos. And bear him where the lady Julia Was want to lodge.- On. in hell there's one material fire. on. art thou come? thou look'st ghastly. http://darkwing. Scene V. They are out of thy howling. O direful misprision! I will not imitate things glorious. and I will faithfully divide Revenues with thee. Now. How tedious is a guilty conscience! When I look into the fish-ponds in my garden. Card. with a book. The thing thou bear'st. Lay him by. That seems to strike at me.uoregon. There sits in thy face some great determination. I am puzzled in a question about hell: He says. Card. Mix'd with some fear.The Duchess of Malfi Take him up. Methinks I see a thing arm'd with a rake. And yet it shall not burn all men alike. [Exeunt. Act V. Ha! help! our guard! Bos. for silence.. Now I'll bring him to th' hammer. Thus it lightens into action: I am come to kill Hold. No more than base.

Mal. 'tis he: But I'll see him hang'd ere I'll go down to him. Card. Help! we are betray'd. and with engines Force ope the doors. 'tis not the Cardinal. RODERIGO. Card. [Exit. Listen.html (116 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Pes. PESCARA. Fie upon his counterfeiting. He wish'd you should not come at him. Come. Thy prayers and proffers Are both unseasonable. Bos. But no further. and GRISOLAN. Rod. Yes. Card. I have confin'd your flight: I'll suffer your retreat to Julia's chamber. The sword's at my throat! Rod. let's go to bed: he told us thus much aforehand. Card. yes. Mal. Enter MALATESTE. http://darkwing.The Duchess of Malfi Bos. He doth this pretty well. The accent of the voice sounds not in jest: I'll down to him. come. howsoever. but believe't. But it will not serve to laugh me out of mine honour. Here's a plot upon me. You would not bawl so loud then. Raise the watch! we are betray'd. Card. Why. My dukedom for rescue! Rod. Mal. I am assaulted! I am lost Unless some rescue! Gris.

[He kills the servant. Card. Look there. Card. help! I am slain. And left her nought but her sword. than calamity Can drive thee: I'll not waste longer time.The Duchess of Malfi Rod. Malateste. Roderigo. Antonio! Bos. Ferd.uoregon. Card. Card. There's for you first. Again. help. Enter FERDINAND. and Grisolan. and be sudden: when thou kill'd'st thy sister. http://darkwing.html (117 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . there. 'Cause you shall not unbarricade the door To let in rescue. Th' alarum! give me a fresh horse. [Stabs him. Now it seems thy greatness was only outward. For thou fall'st faster of thyself. Thou hast hurt me. What cause hast thou to pursue my life? Bos. [Exeunt. Thou took'st from justice her most equal Card. O mercy! Bos. Shall I die like a leveret. Bos. above. And note how the Cardinal will laugh at him. Slain by my hand unwittingly: Pray. Without any resistance? Help. Bos. Let's follow him aloof.

edu/%7Erbear/webster1. I do account this world but a dog-kennel: I will vault credit and affect high pleasures. Sink. or the day is lost. Card. will you yield? Card. The last part of my life Hath done me best service. Whether we fall by ambition. There flies your ransom. or lust. Beyond death. Ferd. Ferd. The devil! my brother fight upon the adverse party! [He wounds the Cardinal. O justice! I suffer now for what hath former bin: Sorrow is held the eldest child of sin. Caesar's fortune was harder than Pompeys's. Pompey at the feet of disgrace. Help me. Bos. http://darkwing. blood. thou main cause [He stabs Ferdinand. yield: I give you the honours of arms. O my sister! there's the cause on't. Now my revenge is perfect. now he's so near the bottom. I am your brother! Ferd. Bos. You both died in the field.The Duchess of Malfi Rally the vaunt-guard. My sister.html (118 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . Now you're brave fellows. Shake my sword over you. Of my undoing. Yield. and (in the scuffle) gives Bosola his death wound. Caesar died in the arms of prosperity. as the tooth-ache with the sight Of a barber that comes to pull it out: there's philosophy for you. The pain's nothing: pain many time is taken away with The apprehension of greater. Ferd. Give me some wet hay.uoregon. He seems to come to himself. I am broken-winded.

Enter PESCARA and the others. [Dies. for lustful Julia. my lord! Mal. That was an actor in the main of all Much 'gainst mine own good nature. I do glory That thou.The Duchess of Malfi Like diamonds. we are cut with our own dust. it Pes. I hold my weary soul in my teeth. How fatally. Thou hast thy payment too. for Antonio.html (119 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . sad disaster! Rod. Slain by this hand.uoregon. Pes. How came Antonio by his death? http://darkwing. How comes this? Bos. Revenge for the Duchess of Malfi. 'Tis ready to part from me. I pray. Look to my brother: He gave us these large wounds. murder'd By the Arragonian brethren. O. Thou wretched thing of blood. which stood'st like a huge pyramid Begun upon a large and ample base. yet i'th' end Neglected. [Dies. Shalt end in a little point. and lastly for myself. as we were struggling Here i'th' rushes. Yes. Poison'd by this man. Bos. he did withstand His own rescue! Mal. Card. a kind of nothing. my lord! Card. And now. How now. Pes. let me Be laid by and never thought of. How now.

[Dies. or deep pit of and join all our force To establish this young hopeful gentleman In's mother's right. his son and heir. shall crown the end. As when she's pleas'd to make them lords of truth: Integrity of life is fame's best friend. These wretched eminent things Leave no more fame behind 'em. Told me of Antonio's being here. That ruin'd. Doth womanish and feaful mankind live! Let worthy minds ne'er stagger in distrust To suffer death or shame for what is just: Mine is another voyage. and leave his print in snow: As soon as the sun shines. than should one Fall in a frost. and Antonio's SON. http://darkwing. In so good a quarrel. and shew'd me A pretty gentleman. and Was arm'd for't. you come too late! Delio. yield no echo. Both form and matter.uoregon. as I came to th' palace. beyond death. it ever melts. O. but no harm to me to die. I heard so. Mal. ere I came. Pes. It may be pain.html (120 of 121)4/11/2005 6:23:14 AM . The End. O. In a mist: I know not how: Such a mistake as I have often seen In a play. or vaulted graves. I have ever thought Nature doth nothing so great for great men. Let us make noble use Of this great ruin.The Duchess of Malfi Bos. The noble Delio. Which nobly. this gloomy world! In what a shadow. Fare you well. Enter DELIO. O sir. I am gone! We are only like dead walls.

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