Act Three, Scene Two
Enter Mathias.Mathias
This is the place, now Abigall shall see
Whether Mathias holds her deare or no.
Enter Lodowicke reading.
Lodowicke
What, dares the villain write in such base terms?
Mathias
I did it, and revenge it if thou dar'st.
Fight: Enter Barabas above.
Barabas
Oh bravely fought, and yet they thrust not home.
Now Lodowicke, now Mathias, so;
[Kill each other.]
So, now they have shew'd themselves to be tall fellowes.
Within
Part 'em, part 'em.
Barabas
I, part 'em now they are dead: Farewell, farewell.
Exit.
Enter Governor, Mater [attended].
Governor
What sight is this? my Lodovico slaine!
These armes of mine shall be thy Sepulchre.
Mater
Who is this; my sonne Mathias slaine!
Governor
Oh Lodowicke! hadst thou perish'd by the Turke,
Wretched Ferneze might have veng'd thy death.
Mater
Thy sonne slew mine, and I'le revenge his death.
Governor
Looke, Katherin, looke, thy sonne gave mine these wounds.
Mater
Oh leave to grieve me, I am griev'd enough.
Governor
Oh that my sighs could turne to lively breath;
And these my teares to blood, that he might live.
Mater
Who made them enemies?
Governor
I know not, and that grieves me most of all.
Mater
My sonne lov'd thine.
Governor
And so did Lodowicke him.
Mater
Lend me that weapon that did kill my sonne,
And it shall murder me.
Governor
Nay Madam stay, that weapon was my son's,
And on that rather should Ferneze dye.
Mater
Hold, let's inquire the causers of their deaths,
That we may venge their blood upon their heads.
Governor
Then take them up, and let them be interr'd
Within one sacred monument of stone;
Upon which Altar I will offer up
My daily sacrifice of sighes and teares,
And with my prayers pierce th'impartiall heavens,
Till they reveal the causers of our smarts,
Which forc'd their hands divide united hearts:
Come, Katherine, our losses equall are,
Then of true griefe let us take equall share.
Exeunt [with bodies].