A Yorkshire Tragedy.
Deserue to be well beaten; wee are now in priuate,
Ther's none but thou and I, thou art fond & peeuish,
An vncleane ryoter, thy landes and credite
Lie now both sicke of a consumption,
I am sorry for thee; that man spends with shame,
That with his ritches does consume his name,
And such art thou.
Ther's none but thou and I, thou art fond & peeuish,
An vncleane ryoter, thy landes and credite
Lie now both sicke of a consumption,
I am sorry for thee; that man spends with shame,
That with his ritches does consume his name,
And such art thou.
Hus. Peace.
Gent. No thou shalt heare me further.
Thy fathers and fore-fathers worthy honors,
Which were our country monuments, our grace,
Follies in thee begin now to deface,
The spring time of thy youth did fairely promise
such a most fruitfull summer to thy friends
It scarce can enter into mens beleefes,
Such dearth should hang on thee, we that see it,
Are sorry to beleeue it: in thy change,
This voice into all places will be hurld:
thou and the diuell has deceiu'd the world.
Thy fathers and fore-fathers worthy honors,
Which were our country monuments, our grace,
Follies in thee begin now to deface,
The spring time of thy youth did fairely promise
such a most fruitfull summer to thy friends
It scarce can enter into mens beleefes,
Such dearth should hang on thee, we that see it,
Are sorry to beleeue it: in thy change,
This voice into all places will be hurld:
thou and the diuell has deceiu'd the world.
Hus. Ile not endure thee.
Gent. But of all the worst,
Thy vertuous wife right honourably allied,
Thou hast proclaimd a strumpet.
Thy vertuous wife right honourably allied,
Thou hast proclaimd a strumpet.
Hus. Nay then I know thee,
Thou art her Champion thou, her private friend,
The party you wot on.
Thou art her Champion thou, her private friend,
The party you wot on.
Gent. Oh ignoble thought,
I am past my patient blood, shall I stand idle
and see my reputation toucht to death.
I am past my patient blood, shall I stand idle
and see my reputation toucht to death.
Hu. This has galde you this, has it?
Gent.
