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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A13802	Albumazar A comedy presented before the Kings Maiestie at Cambridge, the ninth of March. 1614. By the Gentlemen of Trinitie Colledge.	Tomkis, Thomas, fl. 1604-1615.; Porta, Giambattista della, 1535?-1615. Astrologo.	1615 (1615)	STC 24100; ESTC S118449	46,942	86

Flauia PAN. His father ere hee went to Barbary Promis'd her me who be he liue or dead Spight of a Last of Lelio's Pandolfo Shall enioy Flauia CRIC. Sir y' are too old PAN. I must confesse in yeares about three score But in tuffe strength of body foure and twenty Or two monthes lesse Loue of yong Flauia More powerfull then Medea's drugges renew's All decay'd parts of man my Arteryes Blowne full with youthfull spirits moue the bloud To a new businesse my withred Neru's grow plumpe And strong longing for action Hence thou poore prop Of feeblenesse and age walke with such sires As with cold palsies shake away their strength And loose their legges with curelesse gouts Pandolfo New moulded is for Reuels Masks and Musick Cricca String my neglected Lute and from my Armory Skowre my best sword companion of my youth Without which I seeme naked CRIC. Your loue sir like strong water To a deplor'd sicke man quick's your feeble limbs For a poore moment But after one night's lodging You 'l fall so dull and cold that Flauia Will shrike and leape from bed as from a Sepulchre Shall I speake plainer sir Shee 'l Cuckold you Alas shee 'le Cuckold you PAN. What mee a man of knowne discretion Of riches yeares and this gray grauity I 'le satisfy 'r with gold rich cloathes and iewels CRIC. Wert not farre fitter vrge your son Eugenio To wooe her for himselfe PAN. Cricca bee gone Touch no more there I will and must haue Flauia Tell Lelio if hee grant m' his sister Flauia I 'le giue my daughter to him in exchange Be gone and finde mee heere within this halfe houre ACT. 1. SCEN. 3. RONCA PANDOLFO RON. T Is well that servant 's gone I shall the easier Wind vp his master to my purposes PAN. Sure this some novice of th' Artillery That winke's and shoots sir prime your peece anew The powder 's wet tick tock tick tock RON. A good ascendent blesse me sir are you frantick PAN. Why franticke are not knockes the lawfull courses T' open doores and eares RON. Of vulgar men and houses PAN. Whose lodging 's this is 't not th' Astrologers RON. His lodging no 't is the learn'd Phrontisterion Of most divine Albumazar PAN. Good sir If the doore breake a better shall redeeme it RON. How all your land sold at a hundreth yeares purchase Cannot repaire th' dammage of one poore rap To thunder at the Phrontisterion Of great Albumazar PAN. Why man what harme RON. Sir you must know my master's heauenly braine Pregnant with mysteries of Metaphisickes Growes to an Embryo of rare contemplation Which at full time brought forth excel's by farre The armed fruit of Vulcan's Midwifry That leapt from Iupiter's mightie Cranium PAN. What of all this RON. Thus one of your bold thunders may abortiue And cause that birth miscarry that might haue prou'd An instrument of wonders greater and rarer Then Apollonius the Magitian wrought PAN. Are you your Masters Countrey-man RON. Yes why aske you PAN. Then must I get an Interpreter for your language RON. You need not with a wind instrument my master made In fiue dayes you may breath ten languages As perfect as the Divell or himselfe PAN. When may I speake with him RON. When 't please the starres He pul's you not a haire nor pare's a naile Nor stirre's a foot without due figuring The Horoscope sit downe a while and 't please you I see the heavens incline to his approach PAN. What 's this I pray you RON. An engine to catch starres A mase t' arrest such Planets as haue lurk't Foure thousand yeares vnder protection Of Iupiter and Sol PAN. Pray you speake English RON. Sir 't is a perspicill th' best vnder heauen With this I le read a leafe of that small Iliade That in a wall-nut shell was desk't as plainly Twelue long miles off as you see Pauls from Highgate PAN. Wonderfull workman of so rare an Instrument RON. 'T will draw the Moone so neere that you would sweare The bush of thornes in 't prick your eyes the Chrystall Of a large Arch multiplie's millions Worke 's more then by poynt blanke and by refractions Opticke and strange searcheth like th' eye of truth All closets that haue windowes Haue at Rome I see the Pope his Card'nals and his mule The English Colledge and the Iesuits And what they write and doe PAN. Let me see too RON. So farre you can not for this glasse is fram'd For eyes of thirty you are nigh threescore But for some fifty miles 't will serue you With helpe of a refractiue glasse that 's yonder For triall sir where are you now PAN. In London RON. Ha you found the glasse within that chamber PAN. Yes RON. What see you PAN. Wonders wonders I see as in a Land-shappe An honorable throng of noble persons As cleare as I were vnder the same roofe Seemes by their gracious browes and courteous lookes Something they see which if t b' indifferent They 'l fau'rably accept if otherwise They 'l pardon who or what they be I know not RON. Why that 's the coure at Cambridge forty miles hence what else PAN. A Hall thrust full of bare-heads some bald some busht Some brauely branch't RON. That 's th' Vniversity Larded with Townes-men Look you there what now PAN. Who I see Douer Peere a man now landing Attended by two Porters that seeme to grone Vnder the burthen of two loades of paper RON. That 's Coriatus Persicus and 's obseruations Of Asia and Affrick PAN. The price RON. I dare not sel 't But here 's another of a stranger vertue The great Albumazar by wondrous Art In imitation of this Perspicill Hath fram'd an Instrument that multiplies Obiects of hearing as this doth of seeing That you may know each whisper from Prester Iohn Against the winde as fresh as 't were deliuered Through a trunke or Glosters listning wall PAN. And may I see it sir blesse me once more RON. 'T is somthing ceremonious but you shall try 't Stand thus What heare you Pan. Nothing RO. Set your hands thus That th' vertex of the Organ may perpendicularly Point out our Zenith What heare you now ha ha ha PAN. A humming noyse of laughter RO. Why that 's the Court And Vniuersitie that now are merry With an old gentleman in a Comaedy What now PAN. Celestiall musicke but it seemes farre off List list t is neerer now RO. 'T is musick twixt the Acts What now PAN. Nothing Ron. And now PAN. Musicke againe and strangely delicate O most Angelicall they sing RON. And now Sing sweetly that our notes may cause The heauenly Orbes themselues to pause And at our musick stand as still As at Ioue's amorous will So now release them as before Th'haue waited long enough no more PAN. 'T is gone giue mee 't againe O do not so RON. What heare you now PAN. No more then a dead Oyster O let me see this wondrous instrument RON. Sir this is cal'd an Otacousticon