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 Brad. M. Arden you are now going to God, And I am by the law condemned to die. About a letter I brought from M. Grèene, I pray you M. Arden speak the trueth, Was I euer priuie to your intent or no?

Ales What should I say? You brought me such a letter. But I dare sweare thou knewest not the contents. Leaue now to trouble me with wordly things. And let me meditate vpon my sauiour Christ, Whose bloode must saue me for the bloode I shed,

Mos. How long shall I live in this hell of griefe? Conuey me from the presence of that strumpet.

Ales. Ah but for thee I had neuer beene strumpet What can not oathes and prote stations doe? When men haue opportunity to woe. I was too young to sound thy villanies. But now I finde it, and repent too late.

Su. Ah gentle brother, wherefore should I die. I knew not of it, till the deed was don.

Mos. For thée I mourne more then for my selfe, But let it suffice, I can not saue thee now,

Mic. And if your brother and my Mistres. Had not promised me you in marriage, I had nere giuen consent, to this foule deede.

Maior Leaue to accuse each other now, And listen to the sentence I shall giue. Beare Mosbie and his sister to London straight, Where they in smithfield must be executed. Beare M. Arden unto Canterburye, Where her sentence is she must be burnt. Michaell and Bradshaw in Feuershame must suffer death.

Ales Let my death make a mends for all my sinnes,

Mos. Fy vpon women, this shall be my song, But beare me hence, for I haue liued to long. Susan