The things we do!

_Fall_. That's excellent. What shape hast thou devis'd,
To be my vizard to delude the worlde?
_Allen_. Why thus: ile presentlie shave off your haire,
And dresse you in a lowlie shepheardes weede;
Then you will seeme to have the carefull charge
Of some wealth-bringing, rich, and fleecy flocke,
And so passe currant from suspition.
_Fall_. This care of thine, my sonne, doth testifie,
Nature in thee hath firme predominance,
That neither losse of friend, nor vile reproch,
Can shake thee with their strongest violence:
In this disguise, ile see the end of thee,
That thou, acquited, then maist succour me.
_Allen_. I am assur'd to be exempt from woe:--
This plot will worke my certaine overthrowe. [_(To the) People_.
_Fall_. I will beare hence thy mother, and my wife,
Untimely murthered with true sorrowes knife. [_Exit_.
_Allen_. Untimely murthered! happy was that griefe,
Which hath abridg'd whole numbers numberlesse
Of hart-surcharging deplorations.
She shall have due and Christian funerall,
And rest in peace amongst her auncestors.


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