Boy within.  Oh!

Leid.  Sure the Boy wakes And I shalbe prevented.

Boy.  Now heaven blesse me.  O me, O me!

Leid.  He dreames and starts with frightings. 
I bleed apace but cannot fall:  tis here;
This will make wider roome.  Sleep, gentle Child,
And do not looke upon thy bloody father,
Nor more remember him then fitts thy fortune. 
—­Now shoot your spightes, now clap on all your councells;
Here is a constant frend will not betray me. 
I, now I faint; mine eies begin to hunt
For that they have lost for ever, this worldes beutie—­
O oh, o oh! my long sleepe now has ceizd me.

    Enter Boy.

Boy.  I heard him groane and cry; I heard him fall sure. 
O, there he lyes in his owne blood! o father,
O my deare father, dead and bequeathd no blessing! 
Why did I goe to bed, why was I heavy? 
O, I will never sleep againe.  The house there! 
You that are verteous rise! you that have fathers! 
Ho, Master Provost! o my deerest father. 
Some Surgeons, Surgeons!

    Enter Provost & Servts.

Prov.  ’Twas the Boyes voice, certaine.

Ser.  What bloody sight is this? ’has killd himself:  Dead, stone-cold dead; he needs no art of Surgeons.

Prov.  Take of the Boy.

Boy.  O let me dwell here ever.

Prov.  This was a fatall stroak, to me a heavy,
For my remissnes wilbe loaden with it. 
Bring in the Boy; ile to the State instantly;
Examine all the wounds and keep the knives;
The Boy fast too,—­may be he knowes some circumstance.

Boy.  O that I never knew againe.

Prov.  In with it.

[Exeunt.

Actus Quartus.

SCAENA PRIMA.

    Enter Captaine[176] and Soldiers.

Cap.  Are the Horses left where I appointed ’em, And all the Soldiers ready?

Sold.  They are all, Captaine.

Cap.  ’Tis well:  Modesbargen is abroad, for certaine, Hunting this morning.

Sold.  Tis most likely, Sir; For round about the Castle, since the dawning, We have heard the merry noyse of hornes.

Cap.  Dispeirce then,
Except some three or foure to watch the Castle
Least he break in againe.  What Company
Have ye discoverd that attends him?

Sold.  Few, Sir:  I do not thinck he has five within the fort now Able to make resistaunce.

Cap.  Let ’em be twenty
We are strong enough to fright ’em; and by all meanes
Let those that stay seek by some trick or other
To make the Bridge good, that they draw it not
If he returne upon us.

Sold.  With all care, Sir.
          
                     [Exeunt.—­Hornes.

Enter Modes-bargen & Huntsmen[177].