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The wandring lover a tragy-comedie being acted severall times privately at sundry places by the author and his friends with great applause / written by T.M. Gent.
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Meriton, Thomas, b. 1638.
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1658
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THE Wandring Lover A TRAGY-COMEDIE BEING Acted several times privately at sundry places by the Author and his friends with great applause Written by T. M. Gent. Quic quid amor jussit non est contìnmere tutum Regnat in Superios I. C. Ovidius 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 LONDON Printed by T. L. for T. C. and W. Burden and are to be sold in Cannon-street neer London-stone 1658. TO The Ingenuous Judicious and the much honoured Gentleman Fran. Wright Esquire SIR My intentions wandring upon the limits of vain cogitations was at the last arrived at the prospicious brinks of an Anglicis of performance where seeing Diana and Venus in a martial combat and such rare atchievements performed by so two ininimate Goddesses did lend to the aspect of their angelical eyes my selfe to be the sole spectator of their foregoing valour where then their purpose was to choose me their Arbitrator the which I perceiving did with a milde complexion knowing my selfe impotent relent backwards thinking thereby to lose less credit and gaine more honour to set pen to paper and to relate some certain and harmless Dialogues that while I was present betwixt them past which is this Poem And having now compos'd it did then take care upon whose shoulder to father this my abortive infant So then examining the Store-house of my friends after some silent search did finde no splendor of friendship to be more orient in my eyes then yours unto whose favour I commit this my poor Elf it being the first as yet I presented to any though not the first I writ for certain it is I writ two Books of the same nature viz. The Severall Affairs a Comedy and The Chast Virgin a Romance but they have been my pocket companions and but shown to some private friends So desisiring your candid acceptance which if it not finde it will carp the Blossome of my youth but if it do it will incourage mee to perform that work I now have in hand which may deserve better your acceptance and accumilate joy upon him who is Sir Yours inseperably T. M. To his much deserving friend M. T. M. on his excellent Comedy entituled The Wandring Lover This pen of mine it should be dipt Having my tongue with Muses tipt Or my dul fancy in a font Made more clear then Hellespont Amongst the rest that I might raise Setting a monument of thy praise More is thy worth then I can frame Except beyond my bounds I straine Ripping the valley of my wit In aiming at that I's never hit Try I wil weather swim or sink O why should I thus vainly think No man is able with pen or ink R B Dramatus Personae HERMON An old Gentleman EUPHRATES His Son THROPHEUS A Merchant MEDEA His Daughter FERCOR His Factor POMPE A Student PERCO BREMON LERMO Three Courtiers of Thessaly PUDD Euphrates man CRECEA Medea's Maid NESTO Friend to Thropheus DROSANUS Friend to Euphrates GRECEANA Euphrates Mistris A Boy and Ladies The Prologue MOst silent audience to you I speak The Author bids you welcom doth you greet With this his harmless Poem not full out Six moneths old or penn'd into a book The wandring Lover is the name of this You must expect no great tologies Nor Nectors Drum nor no Ambrosian phrase He once doth shew or out of it doth raise But Mother-like tongue plainly writ and spoke As in pursuit you 'l finde it in his Book The Storie 's good to pass the gentle â—ime With Love-conceits that run in easie rime Of most bold Perco with his martial browe And milde Euphrates wound with Cupid's bowe How they do differ and how matchless bee In their affections neither doth agree But why should I thus trifle time away For 't is full season that our Comick Play Should be now acted in our solemn doom Lo here the Player 's come and I will give in room THE WANDERING LOVER ACT. I. SCAEN I. HERMON EVPHRATES Her THE cause of that strange and unexpected Accident Euphrates Eup. Your Ingenuitie best knows Sir Her No no I pray thee relate it to me Eup. I am no Orator muchless no Hudorigrapher Her Why I 'm sure Perco would offer you no abuse he looks not as if Mars were seated in his Brows or Dame Envie in his innocent Brest or Fury to be the overswayer of his amoricious will pray thee the reason Eup. Many words umbrage dissimulation Father I beseech your patience Oh my dear Grievance for why even for thy sake my soul doth die Her Fie fie Son extirpate those fond Flames and illuring Contemplations out of memorie for it is a thing neither decent beseeming nor comelie for such a noble spirit as yours muchlesse these are not times for Love-Fancies why she 's dead there 's no recalling of her and why should you now wrap yourself in the Robes of Discontentment Time may put a Period to my years where are you then in a Lake of Miserie Eup. If she be dead and here me left Of life mortal â—he hath bereft Me and I wish I had run the race That I might her sweet Corps embrace But here I swear by Mars Divine That ere before the Sun doth shine Or trace about the Zodiack round This hand shall great Perco confound Her Be not so obstinate there 's in the world as beautiful as she Eâ—p But not so virtuous Her Yes virtuous too The tallest Cedar that ever grew there was some to parallel it both in hight and straightness Eup. I shall desire your pardon at the present Father for being thus absurd to leave you which I am forc't by some indispotìon of my Body and return to my Chamber Where with divine and sacred contemplation Passe the time as in a recreation Of bright Greciana Idea until be past Those careless hours that do run so fast Farewell Father Exit Euphrates Her Farewel Son I wish some good event come of 't Exit Thropheus ACT. I. SCAEN II. Thropheus Fercor Neslo Thr. FERCOR Fer. Sir Thr. Where be those Bills of Exchange that came yesterday let them be drawn Fer. They are in your Closet Sir amongst the rest that came from Spain Thr. What! you onely stay for a happie Gale you have all things ready for the Voyage Fer. All sir. Enter Neslo Nesl. Oh happie friend well met once at home Thr. Oh Neslo once more in the prospect of these mortal eyes of mine What News What News Nesl. News that doth even terrifie me with the most vigorous strength of sorrow that could have happened Thr. What is' t Nesl. The Lady Greceana this last night stolne away by two insolent fellows and by a third one more wittier but wickeder I may term him in knavery conducted and conveyed to the Thessalian Court which as we all know are open Enemies to us Germanes Thr. 'T is true Fer. Know you their Names Nesl. Perco Bremon and Lermo oh wretched Villains that dor'st attempt such an inhumane thing Hark the people