Chapters (43)
- Cover Page
- The Witch
- ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
- ABBREVIATIONS
- INTRODUCTION
- FURTHER READING
- The Witch
- [DRAMATIS PERSONAE]
- THE WITCH
- [Act I,] Scene ii
- Act II, Scene i
- [Act II,] Scene ii
- [Act II,] Scene iii
- Act III, Scene i
- [Act III,] Scene ii
- [Act III,] Scene iii
- Act IV, Scene i
- [Act IV,] Scene ii
- [Act IV,] Scene iii
- Act V, Scene i
- [Act V,] Scene ii
- [Act V,] Scene iii
- APPENDIX
- In a maiden time profess’d
- Come Away, Hecate!
- Notes
- Thomas Holmes, Esquire
- Act I, Scene i
- [Act I,] Scene ii
- Act II, Scene i
- [Act II,] Scene ii
- [Act II,] Scene iii
- Act III, Scene i
- [Act III,] Scene ii
- [Act III,] Scene iii
- Act IV, Scene i
- [Act IV,] Scene ii
- Act IV Scene iii
- Act V, Scene i
- [Act V,] Scene ii
- [Act V,] Scene iii
- Appendix
- Footnotes
| AMORETTA | |
| Why sir! Why Almachildes! | |
| ALMACHILDES Not a kiss? | |
| AMORETTA | |
| I’ll call aloud, i’faith. | |
| ALMACHILDES I’ll stop your mouth. | |
| AMORETTA | |
| Upon my love to reputation | 80 |
| I’ll tell the duchess once more. | |
| ALMACHILDES ’Tis the way | |
| To make her laugh a little. | |
| AMORETTA She’ll not think | |
| That you dare use a maid of honour thus. | |
| ALMACHILDES | |
| Amsterdam swallow thee for a puritan | |
| And Geneva cast thee up again, like she that sunk | 85 |
| At Charing Cross and rose again at Queenhithe! | |
| AMORETTA | |
| Ay, these are the holy fruits of the sweet vine sir. |
[AMORETTA withdraws]
| ALMACHILDES | |
| Sweet venery be with thee and I at the tail of my wish! I | |
| am a little headstrong, and so are most of the company. | |
| I will to the witches; they say they have charms and | 90 |
| tricks to make a wench fall backwards and lead a man | |
| herself to a country house some mile out of the town, | |
| like a fire-drake. There be such whoreson kind girls and | |
| such bawdy witches, and I’ll try conclusions. |
Enter DUKE, DUCHESS, L[ORD] GOVERNOR, ANTONIO and ISABELLA, FRANCISCA
| DUKE | |
| A banquet yet? Why surely, my lord governor, | 95 |
| Bacchus could never boast of a day till now | |
| To spread his power and make his glory known. | |
| DUCHESS | |
| Sir you’ve done nobly. Though in modesty | |
| You keep it from us, know we understand so much – | |
| All this day’s cost ’tis your great love bestows | 100 |
| In honour of the bride, your virtuous niece. | |
| GOVERNOR | |
| In love to goodness and your presence madam – | |
| So understood, ’tis rightly. | |
| DUKE Now will I | |
| Have a strange health after all these. | |
| GOVERNOR What’s that my lord? | |
| DUKE | |
| A health in a strange cup – and’t shall go round. | 105 |
| GOVERNOR | |
| Your grace need not doubt that, sir, having seen | |
| So many pledged already. This fair company | |
| Cannot shrink now for one, so it end there. | |
| DUKE | |
| It shall, for all ends here; here’s a full period. |
[Produces a cup made out of a human skull]