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A59968
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Henry the Third of France, stabb'd by a fryer, with the fall of the Guise a tragedy acted at the Theatre-Royal / by Thomas Shipman.
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Shipman, Thomas, 1632-1680.
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Wing S3441; ESTC R11164
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you 're most to Kings inclin'd Because your Stars have one for you design'd But if such charms the very name does bring Think what 's the honour then to make a King Gab. I 'm now a Slave such thoughts become not me Guise If you will love a King you shall be free Gab. I love none else and that is but his due Guise You love a King then Gab. Yes tho it be you Guise Vouchsafe your hand Upon your Iuror look takes it By this fair hand and thus I kiss the Book kisses it Next day by this time I will set you free But one Oath more Again And once again for more security Exeunt Guise and Pericart Gab. Thy help Armida for the storm grows high Armid I heard him and my counter Plots will try I have gain'd Pericart and am to go This hour unto a Friend whose faith I know We must shift cloaths and you depart in mine And so you may escape his bad design Gab. You have all thanks that gratitude can give And to requite you I must only live But when the Duke returns and misses me Armida what will then become of thee Armid I know his Spirits fierce but brave and true And he 'l respect me for regarding you I 'l no excuses frame as for a crime Since in his need I 'd do as much for him Gab. But dearest Friend why should thy love for me Be more advent'rous than my love for thee Armid Madam his Passion 's like a furious wind And Love 's the raging tempest of the mind If a fair stately Cedar stand i' th' way Scorning the Winds rough courtship to obey Its blustring rage will more and more abound In hopes to lay the Cedar on the ground But if when he returns the Cedar's gone And he no object have to blow upon He 'l rage a while but soon his fury lay And he himself will blow his Storm away Gab. Thy wit has Empire in 't I 'l not contest I hope thy Genius guides thee for the best Exeunt SCENE II. The Court Enter Chateauneuf Bonneval Chaten Altho my Fortune's bad it is not strange Since the Kings heart is so inclin'd to change His thoughts can ne'r be fixt you may as soon Cut out and fit a Vesture for the Moon Inconstant winds to fewer points will vere Than he to Ladies if he think 'em fair Bon. You have too tender and too quick a sense Which catches at the shadows of offence And yet this jealousie does plainly prove You claim no small share in great Henry's love Chat. I 'l either have no share or I 'l have all They who love right can never lower fall True Lovers all like greatest Gamesters set And will not let By-standers have a Bet. Bon. Like Men both great and rich you have such store Scarce with conveniency you can manage more Yet still like them you are so greedy found Envying the poor to look but on your Ground Chat. Desist my Friend it would ev'n patience vex Custome and Nature both against our Sex Nature 's a Bungler not to make us strong As th' other Sex to vindicate a wrong To seek amends for any great abuse In them is Honour impudence in us Enter King Grillon He and Bonneval aside King Madam I 'm told by Grillon you 're severe In your discourse as I inconstant were Of what you tax me you may guilty prove And injure Truth that Confident of Love Chat. Whereshall we seek for Truth that injur'd Maid Despis'd on Earth is to Astraea fled In Cottages despis'd she may remain For I alas have searcht the Court in vain King You wrong your self such doubtings to pursue Why should not I persist in loving you Chat. Believe it Sir I now can plainly see You share not any part of love with me Else you 'd the causes of my doubts perceive As well as I the causes you do give With what content and pride your love I 'd own But I have lost it and for one unknown King That Iealousie is rash I daily see 't But ne'r before knew it so indiscreet Can you believe I should my love withdraw From your fair eyes for those I never saw As I should leave the Sun and its known light To search for greater in the womb of night Chat. Yet Fancy most inclines to what is new And knowledge cannot please as hopes can do When Grillon's frantick praises speaks his Prize O Heav'ns what joy what love shoots from your eys Your loose Imaginations are surpriz'd And I forfond Chymera's am despis'd King There is no hope to alter such a doubt When I have made my Love so fairly out Has not my Kingdome taxt me of the Crime Of slighting other Beauties of the Time Great Criminals justly condemn'd to death Begg'd a new life and gain'd it in your breath Honour and Riches which the World beguile From Heav'n it self were purchas'd with your smile What then can more be said My Love t' advance You Madam govern him who governs France Chat. To what we wish how eas'ly we incline My doubts disperse and joys begin to shine I am content so you 'l a Promise make You 'l not my Love for this Unknown forsake And when she 's found tho you must her prefer Yet you will look on me as much as her And tho you cannot Love me half so well I 'l not believe it so you do not tell I 'd rather have you Murder me this Night Then let me live to morrow for a slight King Thy merit and thy beauty thou maist trust Whilst I am wise or generous or just Exit Chat. Grillon about your charge but first command Turning to him Larchant to wait me here Gril. I 'm now unchain'd Gets from Bonneval She followes and said Bon. You vow'd to talk a day with me Gril. 'T is right And so I will but now it is almost night Ext. Gril. and Bon. Enter Larchant King Larchant how hast thou sped Larch As I desir'd No sooner come for Grillon she inquir'd My proffer'd service took and thankt me for 't By which pretence I got her to the Court King How is her Beauty Larch O Sir so refind It dazles th' Eye and strikes the ravisht mind All o'r warm Christal Sir with Sun beams lin'd Strugling for ease th' imprison'd splendor lyes And breaks the Iayl thro' th' Windows of her Eyes King I long to see this Wonder Now hold proof Distracted Heart and hold fast Chateauneuf Exeunt SCENE III. Guises Lodgings Enter Guise Cardinal Pericart Guise THis divelish Fry'r with his strange Scenes of fate Has much confus'd my thoughts and present State Of Blood and Honour who would hazard run To do what must now in few days be done Let us lye close upon our Guard aud wait The timely ripening of approaching fate I know I 'm not by Heav'n design'd to do 't Since here is something that disswades me fro't Points to 's breast Card. Rather 't is your ill