Read this extract from an early 17th century pamphlet:

The good-man answered his wife, if I can get another to worke for me, I will stay at home. By this time, the labourer goodman Goddart was vp and ready, being prepared to go mowe some Vetches, and there fore the goodman of the house and he went to fill a bottle of drink to take vnto the field; but as they were together filling the bottle, they heard somthing giue a iumpe. I think said one of them vnto the other, the gentleman be either leapt, or fallen out of his bed: which wordes they had no sooner vttered, but foorth comes Sir John in his shirt, with his naked rapyer in his hande, his eies looking as if they hadde sparkled foorth fire; his countenaunce so terrible and gastly, as that it was of power to haue scarred a mann out of his wittes; and his strength so forceable (as it seemd to them) it was bootles for on or two to withstand him, (for needs must he go whom the diuell driues) the men fear fully gaue back, and he slips out at the back dore and so towards the gate which led out of the street into the back-side, and beeing gon forth of the gate, the men stept into the backside likewise, wher being, said the good man softlie to the other (the present sighte of his naked weapon, causing a presumption of such a matter) God graunt hee haue not murdered my wife and children; and some made towards the gate, purposing to shutte the gate after him, which he perceiuing, suddenly retires (for his feet were swift to shed bloud) and espyeng the man going to shut the Gate, desperately cried out: Ah villain? Art thou one of them that should aprehend me? Art thou he that shoulde laie holde of me? I will surely kil thee (swearing a blodie oath, if there were no more Men liuing) & therewith suddenly and violentlie ran at the goodman of the house with his Rapier, but feare made the man nimble and swift, for before Sir Iohn could retyre, the goodmanne had closed the gate, and his Rapier point hitting in a little hole of the gate (a fatal hole it was) thrust him quite through the bodie, be tweene his shoulder and his breast, so that the man fell downe presentlie and died, onlie with a woful noyse and hydeous shrieck, crying out; I am kild. The other man who
  

was close by him, (but that the gate was shut) might wel haue beene serued with the same sawce likewise: wherefore being strucken into such a terrible feare at the death of the goodman of the house as that the scarcely knew which waie hee vvent, euen as the fearefull byrd, which hearing the sounde of the Havkes bels, creepeth into euerie bush, thereby thinking to escape death; euen so, I saie, he runs vppe and downe, to seek som place to hide himselfe, from so furious an Enemie. Sir Iohn Fites, being without the gate, runs rounde about by the pale on the streate side, still raging and rauing in moste terrible manner.

The good-Wife of the house (alas poore soule) hearing the pitteous outcrie and grieuous grone that her dyeng husband made, suddenly all amazed, leapes out of her bed in her smocke, to see what the matter was, and not well knowing on which side of the house the crie was, out she ran on the streat side; where assoone as she was stepped out, she meetes sir Iohn with his naked Rapier in his hand, al on gore with the bloud of hir husband, wherefore in hope of pitty, from his pittilesse hands, she fell down vppon her knees in her smock, and with hands erected, prayed, Sweet sir spare my life, & shew mercie: but hee, as eager and thirstie of bloud, without all compassion, twice thrust at her naked body, twice he missed her, but stil reenforcing his stroke, thrust againe the third time, and then wounded her greeuouslie in the arme, (yet not mortally) ah happie Fortune, for her three poore infants sake, that she was not sent by his vnluckie haud after their father, and they left destitute of both. Whereupon perceiuing that it booted not to intreat for mercie any longer, she started vp, and swiftly fled backe into the chamber. A man would iudge that he had bloud enough now, hauing kiled the husband & wōuded the wife: but yet was the Deuil so strōg in him, as that not contented therewith, he prickes him on vnto further mischiefe: hee will not be satisfied vnlesse he shed his owne bloud likewise. Wherefore most strangely (espieng a mudde Wall close by) hee takes his rapyer, and laying the hilts thereto, and
  

the point thereof (void of al pittie) vnto his own brest runs forciblie thereupon, and therewith fell; yet rising againe, and pulling the blade out of his bodie againe he lookes vpon the place to view the wounde, and hauing with his eies looked therevppon, and with his fingers handled the same, as woondring at his own courage, he grumbled out this speech, to this effect [Figure: depiction of three men outside a house, one in night clothes kneeling with his hand over his heart, one in night clothing standing holding a sword with its blade pushed right through his torso, and one fully dressed lying dead on the ground with his hat beside him. ] Proude heart, Wilt thou not yeilde? Shall neyther the terror of Justice affright thee? The edge of this steele massacre thee? Nor death it selfe daunt thee? Split, split, and in this onely wound die: That I thy owner, may not liue, to heare the honour of my credite stayned, with these my odious actes.

Thus did he expostulate with himselfe a while, and after this manner did hee deale with himselfe.

Now a man would iudge that the Deuill himselfe should be glutted with bloud, but yet, Sir John, (miserable and wretched man that hee was) takes againe the point of his bloudyed Rapier, and setting it some twoe or three inches from the same place, (what pitty could be expected to bee shewed vnto other, from one who would shew non vnto himselfe) with all his mighte, ranne againe thereupon, goring himselfe quite thorough the body: And yet again, a second time pulling it out (for Sathans mallice is boundles) (Oh worthie courage, had it been in a good cause) he runs into the house after the Woman, but his strength fayling him, downe he
  

falles in the floore of the house, where hee vvas anon (for as yet fevv had the courage to hinder his attempts, were stirring) found wallovving in his owne bloud, like a Pigge that had beene latelie sticked. Oh heauye spectacle! Oh Tragicall and rufull sighte! Pitty it was, if God had so beene pleased, that it had not falne out otherwaies.

NOw tell me, thou that readest; Didst thou euer read a thing more tragical? Didst thou euer looke vppon a more wofull spectacle? Didst thou euer heare of a more horrible, strange, and lamentable fact? Again, if thou enter into a further cōsideration of Gods Justice, is it not a sufficient warning, to make a man giue himselfe to prayer vnto the Almighty God of heauen, to bee deliuered from the like temptation? Hereby may a man perceue what the worm of a mans conscience (of a guilty consciense and the guilt of murder depressed with desperation) is. Hereby may al young Gentle men and Gallants, take heed and bee warned, that they giue not themselues ouer vnto to their lustes, to follow after and lay holde on the least meanes that may be to do euill, and shun such meanes, as might leade them vnto goodnesse. Hereby may wilde heades perceiue what it is to follow luste, drunkennesse, and excessiue riot, the verie true badges of a dissolute and vnrulie life, and lastly (if God call not to repentance) a wicked & vngodly end. Hereby may al Ruffians and swearing swaggerers (if any sparke of grace remaine in them) bee warned to leaue off their wicked liues, and to turne vnto the most iuste God, least hee in his iustice suffer them to be so tempted likewise. Herby may the Stabbers, and killers of this age, be warned to staie their hands, and not to shedde the bloud of Gods saintes (for it is precious in his sight) otherwise hee in his Iustice will giue them ouer to be tempted of Sathan, to be the Butchers of their owne selues, as this man was. But let me now proceed to make an ende of this wofull and heauye Narration.

Neighbors being by this time gathered togither about the house, came in & found
  

the man of the house quite dead, hauing yeil ded (no doubt) his soule into the handes of his Redeemer. But Sir Iohn Fites not altogither dead, but fainting for want of strength, laie tumbling and wallowing in his own gore, (hauing a strong heart, and myghtie courage, but yet willing (as it should seem) to die if he could, vntill that company beeing assembled came in, and findinge him in that wofull case, tooke him vp, and carried him into the chamber, and presentlie Surgeons were sent for to seeke meanes to cure him: but he (as vnwilling now to hear of life as he was before eager of death) woulde by no meanes endure to hear of any Surgeon. But notwithstanding diuers were sent for, as namely, maister Quinsie of Brainford with others: who being come tented the wounds perforce, but he still pulled them out again, alwaies crying out, that he would die, and not liue. Thus hauing done diuers times, at last he was let bloud, and diuers meanes vsed for his recouerie, but all preuailed not, for after he had liued some 48. houres after his hurts, he gaue vp the Ghost.

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