Part 25 (1/2)

_Lam._ O shall we lose our honours?

_Ana._ Let 'em goe, When death prepares the way, they are but Pageants.

Why must these dye?

_Beau._ Lament your own misfortunes, We perish happily before your ruins.

_Ana._ Has mischief ne'r a tongue?

_1 Gent._ Yes foolish woman, Our Captains will is death.

_Ana._ You dare not do it.

Tell thy base boisterous Captain what I say, Thy lawless Captain that he dares not; Do you laugh you rogue? you pamper'd rogue?

_Lam._ Good Sir, Good Cousin gently, as y'are a Gentleman,--

_Ana._ A Gentleman? a slave, a dog, the devils harbinger.

_Lam._ Sir as you had a Mother.

_Ana._ He a Mother?

Shame not the name of Mother, a she Bear A b.l.o.o.d.y old wolf b.i.t.c.h, a woman Mother?

Looks that rude lump, as if he had a Mother?

Intreat him? hang him, do thy worst, thou dar'st not, Thou dar'st not wrong their lives, thy Captain dares not, They are persons of more price.

_Ver._ What e're we suffer Let not your angers wrong you.

_Ana._ You cannot suffer, The men that do this deed, must live i'th' moon Free from the gripe of Justice.

_Lam._ Is it not better?

_Ana._ Is it not better? let 'em goe on like rascals And put false faces on; they dare not do it; Flatter such scabbs of nature?

_Gent._ Woman, woman The next work is with you.

_Ana._ Unbind those Gentlemen, And put their fatal fortunes on our necks.

_Lam._ As you have mercy do.

_Ana._ As you are monsters.

_Lam._ Fright us no more with s.h.i.+pwrack of our honours Nor if there be a guilt by us committed Let it endanger those.

_Ana._ I say they dare not, There be a thousand gallouses, ye rogues, Tortures, ye b.l.o.o.d.y rogues, wheels.

_Gent._ Away.

_Lam._ Stay.

_Ana._ Stay.