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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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1692
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Wing H193; ESTC R30717
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are Trophies of his Antes desire The Sparks declare her base incestuous Fire Pardon Great Sir this boldness on my Knee I beg 't was forc'd by Zeal Truth should be free The Duke seems troubl'd Duke These are great Circumstances Sir yet more Must be found out to prove a Queen a Whore And shall by thee or thou a Traitor prove Shall Subjects undermine their Sovereigns Love Guard Enter Carry him to the Tower during our Pleasure Leop. Aside I 've built my self a Castle Exeunt Guards with Leopal Duke This Treasure Sent by my Wife to Eustace and his stay All night affrights me Heavens What can she say To justifie this Action it appears Odious to me yet Enter Dutchess sola weeping Duke What all in Tears Why is your Grace to day so sadly drest Dutch With what Convulsions are their Souls opprest Who are forc'd to accuse those they love best That Case is mine Next unto You my poor abused Love Unto your Brother Eustace still did move Because I thought him pardon't Gods above More than Divine But how does he reward my Love Curs'd Fate Heavens Why was I made thus unfortunate He Courted me he Courted base ingrate How shall I speak He Courted me would you believ 't to lye With him last night unheard of Infamy Eustace where is now thy Divinity Deceiv'd Heart break When I repuls'd him he reply'd what then Did those Jewels you sent me mean we Men Know Ladies Presents give for Love again Come come your Eyes Say you meant so When by your Soul I sent Them to be match'd and polish'd my intent By Heaven was altogether Innocent Duke By Jove he dyes For he that would defile his Sovereigns Wife Waits but a fit time to enshare his Life Dutch Pardon his Life he may repent in time When Age comes on our Thoughts are more sublime Enter Rodulphus gives the Duke a Letter Duke reads Eustace To the Renowned Otho How can the Ship sail without a Pilot In what disorder will an Army be Without a General Come then your self And head your own Party if you mean to Prosper for I do not find it easie To gain Compliance you being absent Dispose therefore of your Affairs into Trusty Hands and make hast hither where you Shall find all things prepar'd according to Your desires but leave none of your Courage Behind you for we are to deal with Resolute and Politick Enemies Howere I 'll not distrust for I am Confident They 'll vanish when you appear to Countenance the Endeavours of your Eustace Duke Ingrateful Eustace couldst thou serve me so But I 'll reward thee Let 's to Cbuncel go Exeunt Enter Phillippo and Ferdinando The Packquet was gone before I came Ferd. Gods What will Otho think when he receives An Invitation from Eustace to come hither But it can't be help'd Enter to him Fredrick and Three Officers of the Army 1 Sold. Godfrey made Treasurer Fred. 'T is too true and Rodulphus General 1. Was Eustace rais'd so high to make his fall The greater 2 What! And shall we Soldiers see Brave Eustace suffer this Indignity Without Revenge 3. No By great Mars I 'll take My Troop and face the very Pallace Gate And there dispute his Right with my last Breath Who dyes for him finds Honour in his Death Shan't we share Fortunes Captain 1. Yes Ferd. What! now Let Eustace come first till then smooth your Brow Make all your Discontents march in the dark Fetter your Tongues the fiercest Dogs don't bark Sold. omnes We shall obey your Orders till he come Exeunt Soldiers Fred. We 'll write this night to bid him make haste home Exeunt Enter Lodovick Arnulph Welpho Lod. A silly shallow Lad could better tell To lead a Dance than be a Colonel Yet Ap'd General Arn. I though the spruise Young Gallant would grow quickly out of use A thing made up of Words a Courtier fit To Fire the Ladies with a flash of Wit His Tongue was very fleet off o' th' Score Welp Ay it has run its Master out of Door He thought t was fine to hear the Ladies laugh At his pump'd Wit when alas do but waff A Straw about your Head and they will giggle Their Blood is so refin'd does alwaystickle Lad. Besides good Manners make them keep the Mode They laugh are pleas'd with all be 't bad or good Arnulph And Policy sometimes does make them smile Thereby they do the Gallants much beguile Who think they understand what they do not 'T is a deceitful pretty Female Plot. Yet this pleas'd him Lod. Indeed all his Designs Were womanish Welph How Honour multiplies Merit he is naturally as dull And empty as the meanest yet his Name Boy'd up by the Duke's smiles gave wings to Fame Enter Rodulphus c. Arnulph My Lord we heartily Congratulate Your New-born Honours may they dispise Fate Lodovick VVhen Time has snow'd your Head with Silver Plumes Soaring leave them and greater reassume Radulph I thank ye Sirs ye 're kind my Friend ye 're kind Aside These Weathercocks do turn with every Wind. Exeunt Enter Clementia sola How do my Fears congeal my Hopes I freeze In Winters of Dispair and by degrees My Heart blood turns to Isikles O may These Clouds just Powers end in a Sunshine day Yet these Death whispers force me to distrust I ne're shall Eustace see Then Heaven's unjust Exit Enter Duke and Rodulphus Rodulph Should he come to a legal Tryal he Would let the VVorld by me yet blinded see How Innocent he is how great our Guilt Then all our Labours and our Hopes are spilt No I 'll divert that Stream Aside Indeed 't is just You take away his Life but then you must Regard your Honour he is of your Blood Oh that so great a Prince should not be good Yet let not his prodigious Treasons blot The divine Veins of Lorein's Crown let not The World say Treason from th' Stem Royal came Not that his Vice can vitiate your Name Yet ' cause he is your Father's Son Salve his bright Fame and take his Life alone So shall you prune the Vine not hurt the Root Duke I like your Counsel but how shall I do 't Rod. This Friend of mine I 'll send to Stenay he Shall strike him with a deadly Lethargy A Pill neatly conveighed into his Wine Sends him to sup with Death with Pluto dine And though it works so suddenly none shall Surmise his Death was preternatural Thus by anticipating Sir his Fate You 'll undermine the Ground-work of his Hate Duke See it be done without delay Exit Ro. I will You need not hasten murtherous mind to kill aside Gosbert take Post and in thy Act prove true I have Commission now for what I do Exit Gosbert I see the Port For when Eustace is dead The Crown shall be too heavy for thy Head 'T will make it ake blind Duke Thou gone strait I Rise circumvest with Beams of Majesty But first I will