_Tim_. _Death_, avaunt! thou hast no power; This is _Hymens_ happie hower. Away to the dark shades! hence! And, grim _Dispaire_, let _Innocence_ Triumph, and bring eternall peace To all your soules and Joys increase. Smile, smile, sweet ayre, on us that come To sing _Deaths_ Epicedium. Extract from roses gentlest winds, Such odors as young _Hymen_ finds At sweet _Arabian_ nuptialls; let The youthfull graces here beget Soe smooth a peace that every breath May blesse this marriage of _Death_. Feare nothing, lady, whose bright eye Sing'd _Deaths_ wings as he flew by: Wee therefore, trust me, only come To sing _Deaths_ Epicedium. [_discover_,
_Tim_. Stay, stay, by your leave Mr. Justice.-- Madam,[136] your servant _Timothy_ brings you newes You must not dy. Know you this Gentleman?
_Sir Gef_. Now, on my knighthood, Mr. _Thurston_.
_Lady_. Amazement leave me: is he living?
_Tim_. So it appeares, Sir: the gent[leman] never had hurt; hees here, and let him speake for himselfe and this gentlewoman his wife.
_Thu_. With your leave, reverend father.--To you, Madam, Whome I must now call Mother, first your pardon That the conceivd report of my faind death Has brought you to this triall: next For this your daughter and your sonn, whose virtues Redeemd [me] from the death your rage had thought I should have suffred, he agreeing with me Consented to appeach himselfe of that He nere intended, and procurd this man As his accuser of my murder, which Was but contrivd to let you see the error Of your sterne malice; that, acquainted with The foulenesse of the fact, by the effect You might repent it and bestow your blessing On us your Suppliant Children.
_Cla_. Which we beg With hearty sorrow, if we have transgresd Our duty to you.
_Sir Hu_. I am happie to see so blesd a period.
_Sir Gef_. Ha, ha, widdow, are you come of thus, widdow? You may thanke me: I hope youle have me now, widdow.
_Lady_. This soddaine comfort, Had I not yet a relique left of greife, Would like a violent torrent overbeare The banks of my mortallity. Oh, _Thurston_, Whom I respect with a more sacred love Then was my former; take my blessing with her And all the wishes that a ioyfull mother Can to a child devote: had my _Belisia_ And her deare _Bonvill_ livd, this happy day Should have beheld a double wedding.