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A fatal mistake, or, The plot spoil'd a tragedy, as it was lately acted, &c. / by Jos. Hayns.
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Haines, Joseph, d. 1701.
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Wing H193; ESTC R30717
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obliging can dissolve a Heart Of Ice into a flaming Stream of Love He is not mortal sure the Gods above Dissembling for a while their Bliss came down And took his shape to glorifie their own And weary of the Earth do now return Can less than Commets wait them to the Urn Bald. Fie you do so much over-load his Bays And injure Heaven with your luxuriant Praise Enter Eustace Leopaldus and Albert. Bald. Eustace you troubled the Dutchess last night And she is scarcely yet out of the fright I left her to her self and must you come Was it for you d' you think I left my Room Libuss The Duke rallys I thought you were dead Which clouded me with Fears and storms of Tears But now the Sun is up those Clouds are fled Eust Madam I curse my over-saucy Stars For whispering to your Peace the sound of Wars Yet cannot chuse but bless their kindness too Since they have made me so esteem'd by you Why would you thus abuse your Thoughts on one Who lives or dyes by your Command alone Sir here are Warrants for you signature The Duke signs the Warrants For Forty thousand Crowns Bald. You are sure There 's no mistake I leave it to your care Both of my Honour and your Trust beware Eust If ever by deceit or negligence I abuse your indulgent Confidence May my honour be to dark oblivion hurl'd Nay let me be a By-word to the World Which is much worse for a true born noble Spirit Would rather be forgot than live t' inherit The sooty Off springs of black Calumny Such are still dying and yet never dye Bald. 'T was not distrust or giddy Jealous-fear But caution made me speak your Souls too clear To be eclips'd by waining-earthy Dross Wealth bought wish Honour is the greatest loss Libuss Brave Eustace is so nice in Honours Cause He 'd rather lose his Life then break her Laws So true to Justice and so just to Truth Goodness in him is aged and a youth Old ' cause from the beginning it was so Young cause it does greater and greater grow And if he does not nip that forward Bud He 'll run into excess by being good You had no reason then my Lord to fear Your Caution's fond extravagant your Care For should the Heavens prove frail the Gods untrue Yet Eustace cannot be unjust to you Eust How shall I thank your kindness The whole store Of Rhetorick is banckrupt Thoughts are too poor To fancy the rough Draught of a return Libuss 'T is but a Vizard underneath's thy Urn. Aside Bald. You 'll shew your Gratitude and Kindness too By the well performing of my Birth days Ceremonies Eust Sir you Like Heaven my Duty Service do approve What I do for my Honour you count Love I 'm in your Debt can I wipe out the score Of obligations by being obliged more That is a thrifty Payment Alber. 't is the fashion To borrow on and pay with Reputation Aside Bald. We 'll say no more your Debt is current Coin Libuss If you distrust his Bond you shall have mine Exeunt Manent Eustace Leopaldus and Albert. Eust Though you do not want Instructions yet Observe these Rules of mine Let not your mind gape at the Full-moon-tyde Of Wealth so far that Honour be deny'd Her Rights but let your gains be just and true He loses all who gets anothers due Be civil unto all Men as you can He who 's the bravest is the humblest Man Beware of Bribes for they are basely foul Sins baudy Panders who corrupt the Soul Leopal Your Rules I will observe as sacred and As such I shall observe your least Command Eust There needed not that strain I know you 'r just He who has noble Thoughts cannot distrust Leopal And therefore my design will easier be I 'll sow his Seed the Profit reap for me Aside Enter Lodoviek Arnulph Welpho and Conradine Conradine and Eustace whisper Conrad Lost if I see her if I don 't I dye How is my Soul plung'd in extremity If Fate when I was born did then contrive To make me dye why did Heaven make me live Why did not Death rifle my Mothers Womb And stop these Curses with so blest a doom Yet gentle Eustace pitty my distress Plead with her once more for my happiness Eust Excuse me Sir I will not be so unjust Brother To Court her to what she so much hates Conrad Adieu I 'll to some melancholly Shade Heaven may at last cure these Wounds she has made Exit Eust My Friends you 'r welcom all what service now Do your Commands oblige me with Lod. We bow Unto your Honour in an humble suit Eust When Friends Petition Reason may dispute Whether 't is Friendship speaks what wound have I Unwilling giv'n to make it pine and dye Use not such Crab-fac'd distance to your Friend Arnulph It is your kindness thus to condescend Our Fortunes are too narrow Minds too poor Eust He who 's a true Friend is the greatest store Albert. These gaudy Apples have a rotten Core They 're Cankers to true Honour and they bring In their Mouth Nectar in the Tail a Sting Aside Eust To morrow Morning when the Duke 's at leisure I 'll him move in your Business I take pleasure In being serviceable to my Friend Welph Your Goodness is a World none knows its end Lodol We kiss your Hand Alb. He speaks for all I see Aside Welph I humbly kiss your Feet Alb. A Ladies Lap dogs Flea Would be ador'd by him oh how he Cringes His Tongue nay his whole Body hangs o' th Hinges Of Profit he 'll weep smile court and scrue Himself into more shapes than Proteus knew For baudy Game Brave Eustace is too kind Unto these Serpents Eust How is my Mind Ensnar'd with Love oh how is my Soul twin'd In th' cruel Shackles of her downy Hair Yet they are precious Chains a glorious Snare But Reason bids me not enslave my Soul to Woman her rise was but Rib-high 't was Man Was made the Head the Metropolitan Reason thou art unreasonable she Is Empress of the World who subjects me Venus does sometime blush sometime look pale To see her self out-shone and wears a Vail Smooth-tongu'd Minerva swears Apollo got This Eloquence she comprehends it not Diana does forget the Chast Lucrece Rome never knew this Ladies like nor Greece Frowning Bellona casts her Armour by Swears it was ravish'd from her by her Eye Thus Beauty Learning Chastity and War Do homage to this more illustrious Star Presume not then to love only admire For fear her Eyes do burn thee in their Fire Not love for fear Fears base for if I burn I go a happy Commet to my Urn. Encrease thy Flames then if she cruel prove I dye her Martyr sacrifid to Love Exit Enter Rodulphus and Clementia Rodulp You need not fear There is no danger the Coast's clear Pol on the Arras cannot prate Of our solemn sweets to