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what talk I of means to purchase that； Is freely happened？ sleep with
gentle hand Hath shut his eye…lids。 Oh victorious labour； How soon thy
power can charm the bodies sense？ And now thou likewise climbst unto
my brain； Making my heavy temples stoop to thee。 Great God of heaven
from danger keep us free。
＇Both sleep。＇
＇Enter sir Richard Lee； and his men。＇
LEE。 A murder closely done； and in my ground？ Search carefully； if
any where it were； This obscure thicket is the likeliest place。
SERVANT。 Sir； I have found the body stiff with cold； And mangled
cruelly with many wounds。
LEE。 Look if thou knowest him； turn his body up。 Alack； it is my son；
my son and heir； Whom two years since I sent to Ireland； To practice there
the discipline of war； And coming home （for so he wrote to me） Some
savage heart； some bloody devilish hand； Either in hate； or thirsting for his
coin； Hath here sluiced out his blood。 Unhappy hour； Accursed place；
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but most inconstant fate； That hadst reserved him from the bullet's fire；
And suffered him to scape the wood…karn's fury； Didst here ordain the
treasure of his life； （Even here within the arms of tender peace； And where
security gave greatest hope） To be consumed by treason's wasteful hand！
And what is most afflicting to my soul； That this his death and murther
should be wrought Without the knowledge by whose means twas done。
SECOND SERVANT。 Not so； sir； I have found the authors of it。 See
where they sit； and in their bloody fists； The fatal instruments of death and
sin。
LEE。 Just judgement of that power； whose gracious eye； Loathing the
sight of such a heinous fact； Dazzled their senses with benumbing sleep；
Till their unhallowed treachery were known！ Awake； ye monsters；
murderers； awake； Tremble for horror； blush； you cannot choose；
Beholding this inhumane deed of yours。
COBHAM。 What mean you； sir； to trouble weary souls； And interrupt
us of our quiet sleep？
LEE。 Oh devilish！ can you boast unto your selves Of quiet sleep；
having within your hearts The guilt of murder waking； that with cries
Deafs the loud thunder； and solicits heaven With more than Mandrake's
shrieks for your offence？
LADY COBHAM。 What murder？ you upbraid us wrongfully。
LEE。 Can you deny the fact？ see you not here The body of my son by
you mis…done？ Look on his wounds； look on his purple hue： Do we not
find you where the deed was done？ Were not your knives fast closed in
your hands？ Is not this cloth an argument beside； Thus stained and spotted
with his innocent blood？ These speaking characters； were nothing else To
plead against ye； would convict you both。 Bring them away； bereavers of
my joy。 At Hartford； where the Sizes now are kept； Their lives shall
answer for my son's lost life。
COBHAM。 As we are innocent； so may we speed。
LEE。 As I am wronged； so may the law proceed。
＇Exeunt。＇
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SCENE IX。 St。 Albans。
＇Enter bishop of Rochester； constable of St。 Albans； with sir John of
Wrotham； Doll his wench； and the Irishman in Harpoole's apparel。＇
BISHOP。 What intricate confusion have we here？ Not two hours
since we apprehended one； In habit Irish； but in speech not so： And now
you bring another； that in speech Is altogether Irish； but in habit Seems to
be English： yea and more than so； The servant of that heretic Lord
Cobham。
IRISHMAN。 Fait； me be no servant of the lord Cobham； Me be Mack
Chane of Vister。
BISHOP。 Otherwise called Harpoole of Kent； go to； sir； You cannot
blind us with your broken Irish。
SIR JOHN。 Trust me； my Lord Bishop； whether Irish； Or English；
Harpoole or not Harpoole； that I leave to be decided by the trial： But sure I
am this man by face and speech Is he that murdered young sir Richard
Lee I met him presently upon the fact And that he slew his master for
that gold； Those jewels； and that chain I took from him。
BISHOP。 Well； our affairs do call us back to London； So that we
cannot prosecute the cause； As we desire to do； therefore we leave The
charge with you； to see they be conveyed To Hartford Sise： both this
counterfeit And you； sir John of Wrotham； and your wench； For you are
culpable as well as they； Though not for murder； yet for felony。 But since
you are the means to bring to light This graceless murder； you shall bear
with you Our letters to the Judges of the bench； To be your friends in what
they lawful may。
BISHOP。 So； away with them。
＇Exeunt。＇
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SCENE X。 Hertford。 A Hall of Justice。
＇Enter Gaoler and his man； bringing forth Old…castle。＇
GAOLER。 Bring forth the prisoners； see the court prepared； The
Justices are coming to the bench。 So； let him stand； away； and fetch the
rest。
＇Exeunt。＇
COBHAM。 Oh； give me patience to endure this scourge； Thou that art
fountain of that virtuous stream； And though contempt； false witness； and
reproach Hang on these iron gyves； to press my life As low as earth； yet
strengthen me with faith； That I may mount in spirit above the clouds。
＇Enter Gaoler； bringing in Lady Old…castle and Harpoole。＇
Here comes my lady： sorrow； tis for her Thy wound is grievous； else
I scoff at thee。 What； and poor Harpoole！ art thou ith bryars too？
HARPOOLE。 Ifaith； my Lord； I am in； get out how I can。
LADY COBHAM。 Say； gentle Lord； for now we are alone； And may
confer； shall we confess in brief； Of whence； and what we are； and so
prevent The accusation is commenced against us？
COBHAM。 What will that help us？ being known； sweet love； We shall
for heresy be put to death； For so they term the religion we profess。 No； if
it be ordained we must die； And at this instant； this our comfort be； That of
the guilt imposed； our souls are free。
HAR