Draw near thou guilty man, that art the authour of the loathedst
crime five ages have brought forth, and hear me speak; curses
more incurable, and all the evils mans body or his Spirit can
receive be with thee.
_Gob_.
Why Sir do you curse me thus?
_Arb_.
Why do I curse thee? if there be a man subtil in curses, that
exceeds the rest, his worst wish on thee, thou hast broke my
heart.
_Gob_.
How Sir, have I preserv'd you from a child, from all the arrows,
malice, or ambition could shoot at you, and have I this for my
pay?
_Arb_.
'Tis true, thou didst preserve me, and in that wert crueller than
hardned murtherers of infants and their Mothers! thou didst save
me only till thou hadst studied out a way how to destroy me
cunningly thy self: this was a curious way of torturing.
_Gob_.
What do you mean?
_Arb_.
Thou knowst the evils thou hast done to me; dost thou remember
all those witching letters thou sent'st unto me to Armenia,
fill'd with the praise of my beloved Sister, where thou extol'st
her beauty, what had I to do with that? what could her beauty be
to me? and thou didst write how well she lov'd me, dost thou
remember this? so that I doted something before I saw her.
_Gob_.
This is true.
_Arb_.
Is it? and when I was return'd thou knowst thou didst pursue it,
till thou woundst me into such a strange and unbeliev'd
affection, as good men cannot think on.
_Gob_.
This I grant, I think I was the cause.
_Arb_.
Wert thou? Nay more, I think thou meant'st it.
_Gob_.
Sir, I hate to lie, as I love Heaven and honesty, I did, it was
my meaning.
_Arb_.
Be thine own sad judge, a further condemnation will not need,
prepare thy self to dy.
_Gob_.
Why Sir to dy?
_Arb_.
Why shouldst thou live? was ever yet offender so impudent, that
had a thought of Mercy after confession of a crime like this? get
out I cannot where thou hurl'st me in, but I can take revenge,
that's all the sweetness left for me.
_Gob_.
Now is the time, hear me but speak.
_Arb_.
No, yet I will be far more mercifull than thou wert to me; thou
didst steal into me and never gav'st me warning: so much time as
I give thee now, had prevented thee for ever. Notwithstanding all
thy sins, if thou hast hope, that there is yet a prayer to save
thee, turn and speak it to thy self.
_Gob_.
Sir, you shall kn
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