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A04539	The Diuils charter a tragædie conteining the life and death of Pope Alexander the sixt. As it was plaide before the Kings Maiestie, vpon Candlemasse night last: by his Maiesties Seruants. But more exactly reuewed, corrected, and augmented since by the author, for the more pleasure and profit of the reader.	Barnes, Barnabe, 1569?-1609.	1607 (1607)	STC 1466; ESTC S122228	50,322	96

you shall bee well intreated You shall want nothing fitting your estates March with vs on our way for Capua March Caesar Katherine her two boyes Ensignes Soldiers Trumpets Drums Exeunt SCAE. 5. Enter Alexander out of his studie Alex. Bring in that Opium and bowle of Wine Heere I must act a Trage-comoedie Bernardo is it well confected and prepar'd According to my conference with Rotsi Bernardo with a flaggon of wine and a boule Ber. He sent it as your Holines may see Safe sealed vp Alex Fill me that bowle of wine Alexander openeth a box and putteth in the powder B●r. T is a drowsie medicine do not tast it my Lord Alex. Thou hast ben taster to me many times Begin Bernardo Ber. My Lord I slept too much the last night and I dare not Alex. It holds good colour hold here Bernardo Giue good attendance bring them to their rest Then giue me notice at my study doore Ber. One set was past before I parted from them And by this time they be well heated Alex. Sirra be diligent and seruiceable in this Euen as thou louest thy maister Exit Alexander into his study Ber. Feare me not Were it not that my conscience hath bene fyer'd With flames of purgatory by this Pope I neuer could endure such villany The best is he doth pardon all my sinnes Exit Bernardo Enter Astor and Philippo in their wast-cotes with rackets Ast. This set was strangely lost I durst haue wagerd An hunder'd ducats after the first chase Phi. You thinke you play well but beleeue me brother You cannot take paines not obserue a ball With that dexterity which appertaineth Ast. Holla within there if I take no paines My wastcote well can witnes for I sweate Enter Bernardo Ber. Barber bring in some linnen for my Lords Phil. Bring me some wine for I am very thirsty Enter two Barbers with linen Ber. I listend for that string and he hath toucht it Bar. Wil t please your Lordship sit on this low chaire Phi. Rub my head first then combe it Ast. Fill me some wine Bernardo Ber. Good my Lord coole your selfe a litle Ast. Giue me wine and let it be thy laboure good Barnardo To call for musicke Bernardo deliuereth wine Brother in this cup I commend the loues Of all true Fauentines our trusty friends Hoping ere long to liue againe with them Phi I thanke you brother if our father Pope Performe his promise we' shall soone returne Ast. This wine was good yet tasteth of the casck It hath a musty rellish Phi. Le ts here this musicke After the barbers had trimmed and rubbed their bodies a litle Astor caleth Ast. Holla within there Ber. My Lord Ast. I thinke it good after this little rubbing to repose my body Phil. I am some what heauy Ber. I know the cause Ast. And what Bernardo Ber. Marry with much motion of your bodies my Lords You must not be so vehement in play I knew a noble French man at Anchona Twenty yeares since at tennice tooke his death With ouer heating of him selfe in play They lay them selues vpon a bed and the barbers dep●●● Phi. More musicke there after one straine of musicke they fall a sleepe Ber. My Lords are both a sleepe musicke depart And leaue them to their ease alasse sweet boyes Is it not pitty that these noble branches So sweetly knit in one should neuer wake I that am hard of heart sighe for their sake My Lord Bernardo knocketh at the study Alex. What newes man Ber. Both fast a sleepe Alex. And both vpon one bed Ber. T is done Alex And chamber voyded Ber. All is performed my Lord Alex. My blessinge rest vpon thee my Benardo Depart now with those letters I deliuerd To be conuayd to Florence leaue me here Alexander vpon the stage in his cassock and 〈◊〉 ●●ap with a box vnder each arme Alexander solus Sleepe both secure vpon your fatall bed Now that the God of silence Morpheus Hath with his figure to● black horne seal'd vp Your langued eye lids loaden with pale death Sleepe vntill you draw your latest breath Poore harmeles boyes strangers to sinne and euill Oh were my soule as innocent as yours This office is of highest consequence In friendship for I consider it I sent you from a million of sorrows Into the flowry fields of Paradice Their to goe habit in the groues of mirtle To feed on Manna and to drinke pure Nectar A cup of euerlasting happines Where such sweet musick vn-con-ceiueable Shall entertaine your senses in sweet comfort As the delight thereof shall neuer die Astor what Astor speake awake Phillippo Both fast a sleepe He stireth and moueth them opening both their bosomes Now Roderick betake thee to thy taske What peace Astor begins to talke I will attend Astor speaketh in his sleepe Ast. Faire gratious Angell of eternall light Which reachest out that hand of happines Hayling my spirit to that triumphant throne Of endles comfort I adore thy grace Phi. In his sleepe Oh goulden light of neuer setting Sunne Harke brother Astor harke my soule is rapt Into the ioyes of heauen with harmony Alex. Doe they not sleepe are they not yet a sleepe Be not their sences yet lockt vp in sleepe he stirreth them Astor awake awake awake Philippo All safe and sure oh this was but a dreame Their Genius hath fore told them of their end And ioyfully they doe shake hands with death He draweth out of his boxes aspiks Come out here now you Cleopatraes birds Fed fat and plump with proud Egiptian slime Of seauen mouth'd Nylus but now turn'd leane He putteth to either of their brests an Aspike Take your repast vpon these Princely paps Now Ptolamies wife is highly magnified Ensigning these faire princely twins their death And you my louely boyes competitors With Cleopatra share in death and fate Now Charon stayes his bote vpon the strond And with a rugged for head full of wrath He thrusts a million from the shore of Stix To giue you waftage to the Elisian fields I see their coulors chang and death sittes heauy On their fayre foreheads with his leaden mace My birds are glutted with this sacrefice He taketh of the Aspiks and putteth them vp in his box What now proud wormes how tasts you princes blood The slaues be plump and round in to your nests Is there no token of the serpents draught All cleere and safe well now faire boyes good-night Bernardo Bernardo the feate is done Vse thy discretion as I did derect Exit Alexander Ber. T is done in deed alasse they both be dead Now must I follow my directions Holla within there Enter Cardinall Caraffa with Bentiuogli Caer. What newes Bernardo Ber. Alas my Lord ill newes But that his Holinesse is fast a sleepe And this day stir'd not from his bed-chamber I would haue brought him to this wofull sight Prince Astor with Phillippo was at Tennis And being ouer-heated at their game Drinking so suddainly vpon that heate With much sweete Wine did surfet instantly

To be possessed of this vniuerse And leaue it all behind him in a moment Might some one man attaine that happinesse Which our first Adam had in Parradice Before he did preuaricate why then It were a worke of lasting worthinesse To rippe the bowells of our mother Ops For treasure and to conquer all the world Because eternity would promise it Out out alas my paines my guttes my liuer And yet I feare it not though in security Once more I will with powrefull exorcismes Inuoke those Angells of eternall darkenesse To shew me now the manner of death Alexander draweth the Curtaine of his studie where hee discouereth the diuill sitting in his pontificals Alexander crosseth himselfe starting at the sight Diu. What dost thou start foule child of reprobation Vaine are thy crosses vaine all exorcismes Those be no fruites of faith but mere hypocrisie Signa te signa temeré me tangis angis Roma tibi subito motibus ibit amor Rome Which once was thy gorgeous concubine Hath now forsaken thee now doth she finde Thy falshood which did her adulterate What dost thou tremble slaue of sinne and hell Alexander taketh his booke of Magicke the Diuil laugheth Alex. I exorcise thee foule malignant spirit In the names of of of Diuil Of what foule mouth poluted soule Corrupted flesh God hath forsaken thee Thy date expired it thy powre determined Alex. Dissolue dissolue break breake black soule dissolue And poyson all this hem so here with sinne Diu. Thy death and dissolution stand at dore Resolue now to dissolue thy soule is ours Alex. Proud Lucifer Traytor to great Iehouah Father of lies my time is not expir'd I will not do that violence to God Taking that which is his from him To be bestow'd on his great enemy Diu. Thou that hast throwne those graces in his face How canst thou think vpon saluation Think that th' art damn'd I will declare it plainely They sit togither Alex. Seauen years are yet to come I look for them Diu. Examine thy soule with this counterparte Alex. Behold it is it not for eight years 8 daies Diu. Thou foole examine in Arithmetik Numbers without distinction placed thus Annos with the figure 11. signifying eleuen years the figure Seauen applyed to Dies importing seauen daies Alex. How how how how howe 's that Deh quella malitia del Diabolo Deh quello veleno del inferuno And for what stands this figure then Diu. Why for eighteene this figure stands for octauo referred vnto di● last before signifying th' eight day after so that Annos vndicem without distinction signifying eleauen years and this figure seauen added to daies and that octauo post importing the eight day following moriere thou shalt die I meane thy bodie with thy soule in respect of Heauen Thus many daies hast thou continued Pope And this is thy last day design'd by fate Alex Thou canst not mock me with thy Sophistrie My soule is more diuine and cannot perish Diuil Thy soule foule beast is like a Menstruous cloath Poluted with vnpardonable sinnes Alex. Know then malignant Angell of confusion My soule is a diuine light first created In liknesse liuely formed to the word Which word was God that God the cause of causes My soule is substance of the liuing God Stampt with the seale of heauen whose Carracter Is his eternall word at which hell trembles Diuil And what of that thou therein hast no part I do confesse thy soule was first ordayn'd To good but by free-will to sinne thou slaue Hast sold that soule from happinesse to hell Alex. Marke yet what I can answer for this soule Mightie Iehouah most exuperant Two creatures made in feature like himselfe The world and man world reasonable and immortall Man reasonable but dissoluble and mortall And therefore man was called Microcosmus The little world and second tipe of God Conteyning those high faculties and functions And elements which are within the world Man then that doth participate with all Through operation conuersation and simbolisation With matter in the subiect properly With th' elements in body quadrifarie With growing plants in vertue vegitatiue In sence with beasts with heauens by th' influence Of the superiour spirits into th' inferiour In wisedome and capacitie with Angels With Eloym in that great continent Is without doubt preserued by that God Finding all things conteined in himselfe Diuil Answer me vaine Philosopher to this Thou that hast planted man in this perfection Not looking on thy detestable soule Which first like a pure leafe of whitest Lilly Cleere from all blemish was bestow'd by God And thou foule beast didst shamefully polute it Is it not one of humaine faculties To propose for your selues the best you can Where other creatures carryed with blinde force Make them-selues bond-slaues to the present time The scope of mans creation was to glorifie The most all potent maker of all things The Alpha and Omega of all bountie But he that wilfully betrayes this soule That pretious Iewell wherein God delights Dishonors God and doth depriue himselfe Of all saluation and beatitude Alex. Rest with this answer that my soule is Gods Whose habitacle is prepar'd in heauen First it doth know God being figured According to that Image of himselfe And then the world whose liuely shape it beares And to conclude the soule of man knowes all Because with all things it doth simbolize For in this Man there is a minde intelligent A quickning word and a celestiall spirit That like a lightning euery way diffused All things which are made by the mighty power Vniteth moueth and replenisheth Diu. These things should haue beene thought vpon before The summum bonum which liues in the soule Is an eternall pleasure to behold And haue fruition of the mightie power Which thou didst neuer see nor canst enioy Alex. Pawse yet a little let me meditate Alexander holdeth vp his hands wringing and softly crying Mercy mercy mercy arise arise vp vp vp fy fy no no stirre stubburne stonie stiff indurate heart not yet vp why what wilt thou not foule traytor to my soule not yet The Diuill laugheth Arise arise aduaunce heart clogg'd with sinne Oppressed with damnation vp aduaunce yet Wilt thou not stirre stiffe heart what am I damn'd Yet a little yet a little oh yet not yet alas High God of heauens and earth if thou beare loue Vnto the soule of sinfull man shew mercy Mercy good Lord oh mercy mercy mercy Oh saue my soule out of the Lyons pawes My darling from the denne of blacke damnation My soule my doue couer with siluer wings Her downe and plumage make of fine tryed gould Help help help aboue stirre stirre stupiditie Diu. He charmes in Dauids words with Iudas spirit Alex. It will not no it will not yet alas no no no is that my sentence to damnation I am vndone vndone Diuill He shall dispaire vassall of sinne and hell Prouide thy selfe in black dispaire to dwell He ceazeth on his face