Luc. Enough my Lord

Ang. My Lord, I must confesse, I know this woman,

And fiue yeres since there was some speech of marriage

Betwixt my selfe, and her: which was broke off,

Partly for that her promis'd proportions

Came short of Composition: But in chiefe

For that her reputation was dis-valued

In leuitie: Since which time of fiue yeres

I neuer spake with her, saw her, nor heard from her

Vpon my faith, and honor

Mar. Noble Prince,

As there comes light from heauen, and words fro[m] breath,

As there is sence in truth, and truth in vertue,

I am affianced this mans wife, as strongly

As words could make vp vowes: And my good Lord,

But Tuesday night last gon, in's garden house,

He knew me as a wife. As this is true,

Let me in safety raise me from my knees,

Or else for euer be confixed here

A Marble Monument

Ang. I did but smile till now,

Now, good my Lord, giue me the scope of Iustice,

My patience here is touch'd: I doe perceiue

These poore informall women, are no more

But instruments of some more mightier member

That sets them on. Let me haue way, my Lord

To finde this practise out

Duke. I, with my heart,

And punish them to your height of pleasure.

Thou foolish Frier, and thou pernicious woman

Compact with her that's gone: thinkst thou, thy oathes,

Though they would swear downe each particular Saint,

Were testimonies against his worth, and credit

That's seald in approbation? you, Lord Escalus

Sit with my Cozen, lend him your kinde paines

To finde out this abuse, whence 'tis deriu'd.

There is another Frier that set them on,

Let him be sent for

Peter. Would he were here, my Lord, for he indeed

Hath set the women on to this Complaint;

Your Prouost knowes the place where he abides,

And he may fetch him

Duke. Goe, doe it instantly:

And you, my noble and well-warranted Cosen

Whom it concernes to heare this matter forth,

Doe with your iniuries as seemes you best

In any chastisement; I for a while

Will leaue you; but stir not you till you haue

Well determin'd vpon these Slanderers.

Enter.

Esc. My Lord, wee'll doe it throughly: Signior Lucio,

did not you say you knew that Frier Lodowick to be a

dishonest person?

Luc. Cucullus non facit Monachum, honest in nothing

but in his Clothes, and one that hath spoke most villanous

speeches of the Duke

Esc. We shall intreat you to abide heere till he come,

and inforce them against him: we shall finde this Frier a

notable fellow

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