The works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes. Volume 05Dryden, John
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The works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes. Volume 05
Dryden, John
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_Boy._ I have a little brother in England, that I intend to appear to
when you have killed me; and if he does not promise me the death of
ten Dutchmen in the next war, I'll haunt him instead of you.
_Har._ What say you, woman? Have compassion of yourself, and confess;
you are of a softer sex.
_Wom._ But of a courage full as manly; there is no sex in souls; would
you have English wives shew less of bravery than their children do? To
lie by an Englishman's side, is enough to give a woman resolution.
_Fisc._ Here is a hen of the game too, but we shall tame you in the
fire.
_Wom._ My innocence shall there be tried like gold, till it come out
the purer. When you have burnt me all into one wound, cram gunpowder
into it, and blow me up, I'll not confess one word to shame my
country.
_Har._ I think we have got here the mother of the Maccabees; away with
them all three. [_Exeunt the English guarded._] I'll take the pains
myself to see these tortured.
[_Exeunt_ HARMAN, VAN HERRING, _and the two
Dutchmen with the English: Manet_ FISCAL.
_Enter_ JULIA _to the_ FISCAL.
_Jul._ Oh you have ruined me! you have undone me, in the person of my
husband!
_Fisc._ If he will needs forfeit his life to the laws, by joining with
the English in a plot, it is not in me to save him; but, dearest
Julia, be satisfied, you shall not want a husband.
_Jul._ Do you think I'll ever come into a bed with him, who robbed me
of my dear sweet man?
_Fisc._ Dry up your tears; I am in earnest; I will marry you; i'faith
I will; it is your destiny.
_Jul._ Nay if it be my destiny--but I vow I'll never be yours but upon
one condition.
_Fisc._ Name your desire, and take it.
_Jul._ Then save poor Beamont's life.
_Fisc._ This is the most unkind request you could have made; it shews
you love him better: therefore, in prudence, I should haste his death.
_Jul._ Come, I'll not be denied; you shall give me his life, or I'll
not love you; by this kiss you shall, child.
_Fisc._ Pray ask some other thing.
_Jul._ I have your word for this, and if you break it, how shall I
trust you for your marrying me?
_Fisc._ Well, I will do it to oblige you. But to prevent her new
designs with him, I'll see him shipped away for England strait.
[_Aside._
_Jul._ I may build upon your promise, then?
_Fisc._ Most firmly: I hear company.
_Enter_ HARMAN, VAN HERRING, _and the two Dutchmen, with_ TOWERSON
_prisoner._
_Har._ Now, captain Towerson, you have had the privilege to be
examined last; this on the score of my old friendship with you, though
you have ill deserved it. But here you stand accused of no less crimes
than robbery first, then murder, and last, treason: What can you say
to clear yourself?
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