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Vand. May it please your Highnes in the names of all To make their Lordships answeare. Or. Willingly; For I must still be glad to take occasion To speak how much your Lordships and myself Ever stand bound to that most Christian King Whose favours, with all thancks, we must acknowledge As with all care preserve.
My dutie to your Highnes and theis Princes And an increase of wisdome to your Lordships, For which the world admires you, I wish to you. Vand. Mounseiur Barnavelt, 'Tis no mans envy that hath brought us hether To sitt as Judges on you, but your owne.
Now to be patient Were to be treacherous: trust once his counsaile That never yet hath faild you. Make him know That any limb of this our reverend Senate In powre is not beneath him. As we sitt Ile yeild you further reasons; i'the meane time Commaund him by the Officers of the Court Not to presse in untill your Lordships pleasure Be made knowne to him. Vand. 'Tis most requisite. Leid.
I D. W. How now? what haste? Vand. The Prince is drawing up to us And has disarmd all the strong Townes about us Of our new Soldiers; the English now stand only And the old Companies. Eng.-gentw.
Take comfort therefore, Madam, and a while, Since you are not to be admitted here, Leave us to our endeavors. Wife. Heaven direct And prosper theis your charitable traviles. Or. Bring Chaires there for their Lordships. Vand. And prepare them A sylent hearing. Bois.
The Bree for his Excellencie and the Heeres That love him not. Wife. Vand. Were he ten times more popular, his frends And flatterers Centuple, the Sword of Justice Shall fall on him as on the meanest man Since he deserves it. Enter Provost, Captaines & Guard with Barnavelt. Pro. Make roome for the Prisoner. Bar.
You will give us no more lights: What this world gives you, To morrow thus we take away. Receive it. Bar. My Sentence? Vand. Yes; consider for your soule now, And so farewell. Bar. I humbly thanck your honours: I shall not play my last Act worst. Bred. Heavens mercy And a still conscience wayt upon your end, Sir. Or. Now guard him back againe: by the break of day You shall have order from us.
Fourthly, To massacre the people of the Townes which were their greatest Enemies or offered resistaunce. Fiftly, yf that fayled, to take in assistaunce of some forreigne Potentates, as Spaine or Brabant, delivering unto them Utricht, Nunweghen, Bergen op Zone, and the Brill Bar. And that, with others, this was Barnavelts purpose? For so your Lordships take it. Bred. With good reason. Vand.
Bred. You are nobely provident. Vand. And now proceed when it please you, and what you thinck fit We shall subscribe to all. Or. I thanck your Honours. Call in the Captaine of my Guard. Serv. Hee's here, Sir. Enter Captaine. Or. Harck in your eare. Cap. I shall, Sir. Or. Doe it wisely And without tumult. Cap. I observe your Grace. Or.
Away, away; and keepe your pistolls spand still: We may be forced. Mod. I am undon for ever. Enter Orange, Bredero, Vandort. Bred. Is't possible he should be so far tempted To kill himself? Vand. 'Has don it and most desperately, Nor could strong nature stay his hand, his owne Child That slept beside him: which showes him guilty, lords, More then we suspected. Or.
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