Buss. What violent heat is this? me thinks the fire
Of twenty lives doth on a suddaine flash
Through all my faculties: the ayre goes high[5]
In this close chamber and the frighted earth Thunder.
Trembles and shrinks beneath me; the whole house
Nods with his shaken burthen.
Enter Umb[ra] Frier.
Blesse me, heaven!
Umb[ra Friar]. Note what I want, deare sonne, and be fore-warn'd.
O there are bloudy deeds past and to come.10