The things we do!

3. Tis very likely, let no paines be spar'd,
To bring it out, if it be possible;
Twere pitty such a murther should remaine
Unpunished mongst Turkes and Infidels.
1. _neigh_. Sirs, I do know the man that solde this bag,
And if you please, Ile fetch him presently?
_Gent_. With all our hearts. How say you gentlemen?
Perchance the murther thus may come to light.
3. I pray you do it, we will tarry heere: [_Exit 1. neigh_.
And let the eyes of every passenger
Be satisfied, which may example be
How they commit such dreadfull wickednesse.
_Ent. wom_. And please your maisterships, the boy is dead.
3. _neigh_. Tis very strange that having many wounds
So terrible, so ghastlie; which is more,
Having the hammer sticking in his head;
That he should live and stirre from _Friday_ night,
To _Sunday_ morning, and even then depart,
When that his Maisters mangled course were found.
Bring him foorth too; perchance the murtherers
May have their hearts touched with due remorse,
Viewing their deeds of damned wickednesse.
[_Bring forth the boye and laye him by Beech_.


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