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The maides revenge A tragedy. As it hath beene acted with good applause at the private house in Drury Lane, by her Majesties Servants· VVritten by Iames Shirley Gent.
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Shirley, James, 1596-1666.
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earth that suckes The balls of hot Artillery I will stand And weary all the gunshot oh my soule Thou hast beene too long icy Alpes of snow Have buried my whole nature it shall now Turne Element of fire and fill the ayre With bearded Comets threatning death and horrour For my wrong'd innocence contemn'd disgrac'd Nay murther'd for with Antonio My breath expired and I but borrow this To court revenge for justice if there be Those furies which doe waite on desperate men As some have thought and guide their hands to mischiefe Come from the wombe of night assist a maide Ambitious to be made a monster like you I will not dread your shapes I am dispos'd To be at friendship with you and want nought But your blacke aide to seale it Enter Mounte Nigro and Ansilva Mount First I le locke up thy Gives her gold Tongue and tell thee my honorable meaning so To tell you the truth it is a love-powder J had it of the Brave Doctor which I would have thee to suger The Ladies cup withall for my sake wo't do 't And if I marry her shat find me a noble Master and thou shalt be my chiefe Gentlewoman In Ordinary keepe thy body loose and thou shalt Want no gowne I warrant thee wo't do 't Ans. My Lord I thinke my Lady is much taken with your worth already so that this will be superfluous Mount I Nay think she has cause enough but I have a great Mind to make an end on 't to tell you true there are Halfe a dozen about mee but I had rather she should have Me than an other and my blood is growne so boysterous For my body that 's another thing so that if thou wilt Doe it Ansilva thou wilt doe thy Lady good service And live in the favour of Count de Monte Nigro I will make thy children kinne to me if thou wo't Do 't Ans. I am your honours handmaid but Mount Here 's a Diamond prethee weare it be not modest Ans. 'T is done my Lord urge it no further Mount But be secret too for my honors sake we great men Doe not love to have our actions laid open to the Broad face of the world I le get thee with child And marry thee to a Knight my brave Ansilva take The first opportunity Ans. Jf there be any vertue in the powder prepare to Meete your wishes my noble Lord Moun. Thy Count de monte nigro expect to be a Lady Exit Ber. Ansilva Ans. Madam Ber. Nay you neede not hide it I heard the conference And know the vertue of the powder let me see it Or I le discover all Ans. I am undone Ber. No here take it againe I le not prevent My sisters happinesse and the Counts desire I am no Tell-tale good Ansilva giv 't her And heavens succeede the operation I begge on my knee feare not Ansilva I am all silence Exit Ans. Indeede Madam then shee shall have it presently Exit Enter Sebastiano Castabella Cast. Sir if the opportunity I use To comfort you be held a fault and that I keepe not distance of a servant lay it Vpon my love indeede if it be an errour It springs out of my duty Seb. Prethee boy be patient The more I strive to throw off the remembrance Of dead Antonio love still rubbes the wounds To make them bleede afresh Cast. Alas they are past Binde up your owne for honours sake And shew love to your selfe pray do not lose your reason To make your griefe so fruitlesse I have procur'd Some musicke sir to quiet those sad thoughts That makes such warre within you Seb. Alas good boy it will but adde more weights Of dulnesse on me I am stung with worse Than the Tarantula to be cur'd with musicke 'T has the exactest unity but it cannot Accord my thoughts Cast. Sir this your couch Seemes to invite so small repose Oh I beseech you taste it I le begge A little leave to sing She sings Enter Berinthia Sweete sleepe charme his sad sences and gentle Thoughts let fall your flowing numbers here round About hover caelestiall Angels with your wings That none offend his quiet sleepe begins To cast his nets o're me too I le obey And dreame on him that dreames not what I am Ber. Nature doth wrestle with me but revenge Doth arme my love against it justice is Above all tie of blood Sebastiano Thou art the first shalt tell Antonioes ghost How much I lov'd him She stabbes him upon his couch Castab. rises and runnes in Seb. Oh stay thy hand Berinthia no Th' ast don 't I wish thee heavens forgivenesse I cannot Tarry to heare thy reasons at many doores My life runnes out and yet Berinthia Doth in her name give me more wounds then these Antonio oh Antonio we shall now Be friendes againe Dies Ber. Hee s dead and yet I live but not to fall Lesse then a constellation more flames must Make up the fire that Berinthia And her revenge must bathe in Enter Catalina poysoned pulling Ansilva by the haire Cast. Sebastiano sister Ans. murder Cat. There 's wild-fire in my bowells sure I am poysoned Oh Berinthia Ber. Ha ha Cat. Helpe me to teare Ansilva I am poysoned by The Count and this fury Ber. Ha ha Cat. Doe you laugh hereat Ber. Yes queene of hell to see thee Sinke in the glory of thy hope for blisse But art sure th' art poysoned ha Ans. Nay I have my part on 't I did but sip and my belly Swells too call you this love-powder Count Monte Nigro hath poysoned us both Ber. Y' are a paire of witches and because I le keepe your potion working know y' are both Poyson'd by me by me Berinthia Being thus tormented with my wrongs I arm'd my selfe with all provision For my revenge and had in readinesse That faithfull poyson which i th' opportunity I put upon Ansilva for the exchange Of the amorous powder oh fooles my soule Ravish thy selfe with laughter politsion My eldest divell sister does the heate Offend your stomacke troth charity a little charitie Th' onely Antidote that 's cold enough Looke here 's Sebastiano Now horrour strike thy soule to whose fearelesse heart I sent this punyard for Antonioes death And if that peece of thy damnation Ansilva had not don 't I meant to have writ Revenge with the same point upon thy breast But I doe surfeit in this brave prevention Sleepe sleepe Antonioes ashes and now ope Thou marbell chest to take Berinthia To mingle with his dust Wounds her selfe Cat. I have not so much heart as to curse must I die Enter Vilarezo Castabella Mounte Nigro Cast. Here my Lord alas hee s dead my Sebastiano Vil. Catalina Cat. I am poyson'd Vil. Ha Defend good heaven by whom Ans. I am poysoned too Vil. Racke not my soule amazement t is a dreame sure Ans. Your Love-powder hath poysoned us both Mou. What will become of me now I would I were hang'd To be out of my paine by this flesh as I am a Count I bought it of the Doctor for good love-powder But Madam I hope you are not poysoned in earnest Cat. The devill on your fooleship oh I must walke The darke foggy way that spits fire and brimstone No physicke to restore me send for Sharkino a cooler A cooler there 's a Smiths forge in my belly and the Devill blowes the Bellowes Snow-water Berinthia Has poysoned me sinke by mine owne engine I must hence hence farewell will you let me die so Confusion torment death hell Mount I am glad with all my heart that Berinthia has Poysoned her yet Ber. Oh it becomes thee bravely heare me sir Antonioes death and my dishonours now Have just revenge I stabb'd Sebastiano poysoned my sister Oh but they made too soone a fury of me And split the patience from whose dreadfull breach Came these consuming fires your passions fruitless My soule is reeling forth I know not whether Oh father my heart weepes teares for you I dye oh see A maides revenge with her owne Tragedy Cat. Ansilva oh thou dull wretch hell on thy cursed Weakenesse thou gavest me The poyson but I licke earth hold a gentleman Vsher to support me oh I am gone the poyson Now hath torne my heart in peeces Moritur Vil. I am Planet strucke a direfull Tragedy and have I no part in 't how doe you like it ha wa st not Done toth ' life they are my owne children this was My eldest girle this Berinthia the Tragedian Whose love by me resisted was mother of all this Horror and there 's my boy too that slew Antonio Valiantly and fell under his sisters rage what Art thou boy Cast. I le tell you now I am no boy But haplesse Castabella sister to The slaine Antonio I had hop'd to have Some recompence by Sebastianoes love For whose sake in disguise I thus adventur'd To purchase it but death hath ravisht us And here I bury all my joyes on earth Mount Sweet lady here 's Count de Monte nigro alive To be your servant Cast. Hence dull greatnesse Vil. Were you a friend of Sebastiano then Cast. I le give you testimony Vil. No I beleeve you but thou canst not be my daughter T is false he lies that sayes Beriathia Was author of their deathes 't was Villarezo A fathers wretched curiosity dead dead dead Cast. And I will leave the world too for I meane To spend the poore remainder of my dayes In some Religious house married to heaven And holy prayers for Sebastianoes soule And my lost brother Vil. Will you so Cast. I pray let Castabella have the honour To enshrine his bones and when my breath expires For sorrow promiseth I shall not live To see more Sunnes let me be buried by him As neere as may be possible that in death Our dust may meete oh my Sebastiano Thy wounds are mine Vil. Come I am arm'd take up their bodies Castabella you Are not chiefe mourner here he was my sonne Remember that Berinthia first she was the Youngest put her i th' pithole first then Catalina Strow strow flowers enough upon em for they Were maides now Sebastiano take him Vp gently he was all the sonnes I had now March come you and I are twinnes in this dayes Vnhappinesse wee 'le match together follow close Wee 'le overtake em softly and as we go Wee 'le dare our fortune for another woe FJNIS
your friendship Come y' are not in earnest t is enough I know My se'fe Antonio Seb. Adde to him ungratefull Ant. T was a foule breath delivered it and wert any But Sebastiano he should feele the weight Of such a falshood Seb. Sister you must along with me Ant. Now by my Fathers soule he that takes her hence Vnlesse she give consent treads on his grave Sebastiano y' are unnoble then T is I that said it Mount So it seemes Seb. Antonio for here I throw of all The ties of love I come to fetch a sister Dishonourably taken from her father Or with my sword to force thee render her Now if thou beest a Souldier redeliver Or keepe her with the danger of thy person Thou canst not be my brother till we first Be allied in blood Ant. Promise me the hearing And that have any satisfaction Becomes my fame Mount So so he will submit himselfe it will be our honor Ant. Were in your power would you not account it A pretious victory in your sisters cause To dye your sword with any blood of him Sav'd both her life and honour Seb. I were ungratefull Ant. You have told your selfe and I have argumēnt to prove this Seb. Why would you have me thinke my sister owes to you such preservation Ant. Oh Sebastiano Thou dost not thinke what devill lies at home Within a sisters bosome Catalina I know not with what worst of envy laid Force to this goodly building and through poyson Had rob'd the earth of more then all the world Her vertue Seb. You must not beate my resolution off With these inventions sir Ant. Be not cozend With your credulity for my blood I value it Beneath my honour and I dare by goodnesse In such a quarrell kill thee but heare all And then you shall have fighting your heart full Valasco was the man appointed by That goodly sister to steale Berinthia And Lord himselfe of this possession Just at that time but heare and tremble at it Shee by a cunning poyson should have breath'd Her soule into his armes within two houres And so Valasco should have borne the shame Of theft and murther how doe you like this sir Seb. You amaze me sir Ant. T is true by honours selfe heare it confirm'd And when you will I am ready Vil. Pitty such valour should be imployd Vpon no better cause they will enforme him Mount Harke you sir d ee thinke this is true Vil. I dare maintaine it Mount That 's another matter why then the case is Altered what should we doe fighting and lose Our lives to no purpose Sf. It seemes you are his second Mount I am Count de Monte Nigro Sfor. And my names Sforza sir you were not best to come here to brave us unlesse you have more legges and armes at home I have a saza shall picke holes in your doublet and firke your shankes my gallimaufry Seb. I cannot but beleeve it oh Berinthia I am wounded ere I fight Ant. Holds your resolve yet constant if you have Better opinion of your sword then truth I am bound to answer but I would I had Such an advantage gainst another man As the justice of my cause all vallour fights But with a sayle against it Vil. Take a time to informe your father sir my noble Cozen is to be found here constant Seb. But will you backe with me then Ber. Excuse me brother I shall fall too soone Vpon my sisters malice whose foule guilt Will make me expect more certaine ruine Ant. Now Sebestiano Puts on his judgement and assumes his noblenesse Whilst he loves equity Seb. And shall I carry shame To Villarezoes house neglect of father Whose precepts bindes me to returne with her Or leave my life at Eluas I must on I have heard you to no purpose shall Berinthia Backe to Avero Ant. Sir she must not yet t is dangerous Seb. Choose thee a second then this Count and I Meane to leave honor here Vill. Honour me sir Ant. T is done Sebastiano shall report Antonio just and noble Sforza sweare Vpon my Sword oh doe not hinder me If victory crowne Sebastianoes arme I charge thee by thy honesty restore This Lady to him on whose lip I seale My unstain'd faith Mount Vmh t is a rare physitian my spirit is abated Cast. Brother Ber. Brother Seb. And wilt thou be dishonourd Ber. Oh doe not wrong the Gentleman beleeve it Dishonour nere dwelt here and he hath made A most religious vow not in a thought To staine my innocence he does not force me Remember what a noble friend you make A most just enemy he sav'd my life Be not a murtherer take yet a time Runne not your selfe in danger for a cause Carries so little justice Mount Faith sir if you please take a time to thinke on 't a month or two or three they shall not say but wee are honorable Cast. You gave him to my heart a Gentleman Seb whisp Compleate with goodnesse will you rob the world And me at once alas I love him Ant. Never man fought with a lesser heart the conquest Will be but many deathes he is her brother My friend this poore girles joy Mount With all my heart I le post to Avero presently Seb. Let it be so Antonio Cast. Alas pore Castabella what a conflict seest thou within thee their fight woundeth thee And I must die who ere hath victory Ant. Then friend againe and as Sebastiano I bid him welcome and who loves Antonio Must speake that language Sfor. Enough not a Masty upon the Castle wall But shall barke too I congratulate thee if thou Beelest friend to the Castle of Eluas and still my name Is Sforza Ant. Well said my brave Adelautado come Sebastiano And my Birinthia by to morrow we shall know The truth of our felicity Exeunt Enter Vilarezo Vil. What are the Nobles more than common men When all their honour cannot free them from Shame and abuse as greatnesse were a marke Stucke by them but to give direction For men to shoote indignities upon them Are we call'd Lords of riches we possesse And can defend them from the ravishing hand Of strangers when our children are not safe From theeves and robbers none of us can challenge Such right to wealth and fortunes of the world Being things without us but our children are Essentiall to us and participate Of what we are part of our very nature Our selves but cast into a younger mold And can we promise but so weake assurance Of so neere treasures O Villarezo shall Thy age be trampled on no it shall not I will be knowne a father Portugall Shall not report this infamy unreveng'd It will be a barre in Vilarezoes armes Past all posterity Enter Catalina Come Catalina thou wilt stay with me Prepare to welcome home Sebastiano Whom I expect with honour and that baggage Ambitious girle Berinthia Cat. Alas sir censure not her too soone Till she appeare are guilty Vil. Here 's thy vertue