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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A49924	Constantine the great, a tragedy acted at the Theatre-Royal, by their majesties servants / written by Nat. Lee ...	Lee, Nathaniel, 1653?-1692.; Dryden, John, 1631-1700.	1684 (1684)	Wing L848; ESTC R13165	41,539	72

Not love thee O ye Powers what heart is that Annib. Hast thou not seen the Beauteous Prisoners Crisp. Ha! What Fausta meanst thou Annib. Fausta and Serena Crisp. Say which of em ' Which Beauty has Inflam'd thee Annib. Which shou'd but the most soft and Artless melter The Languishing Crisp. The killing Beauteous Come Annib. Ha! Crispus thou art Concern'd Crisp. I am to help thee Her Name Annib. Why take it then the Fair Serena Crisp. O She 's the softest sweetest killing Fair By Heaven I am glad I 'm ravisht that 't is She By this Embrace I promise thee success I know her temper well No more but leave me I was upon the Instant when I met thee Going to their Appartment Nay look up And trust thy Friend Annib. Plead then for my Life I beg thee as a God to plead my Cause Thou canst not know o' th' sudden how 't is with me How Great how Mortal and how deep the wound May all the Saints and Powers that pitty Love Inspire thy Brest as if 't were possible That Annibals Soul cou'd actuate thy body So sigh weep languish and for Mercy sue As were I Crispus I my self wou'd do Ex. Annibal Crisp. The Youth is Haughty Martial Hot and Brave Right for the Field unhappy parts for Love Therefore perhaps the Virgin likes him not But thou hast luckier Stars No sooner seen But lik'd Lov'd Marry'd Ha! but where 's the Transport Without thy Fathers knowledge thou wert Marry'd 'T is the first Fault of my unhappy youth Yet 't is a Fault but 't is the fault of Love Had he not lov'd Crispus had not been here Away you Damps and darkning Images Be gone I say Behold she comes to meet me Enter Fausta Lag as I am in this great Race of Love O Fausta Fausta Faust. O my Constantine Crisp. Ha! Faust. A mistake my fear out-went my Love Crisp. My Constantine Thy fear by Heaven 't was Ominous What cause hast thou to fear Faust. Bondage and Death Are not those Reasons for a Virgins fear Crisp. Yes for another Fausta not for thine For Oh! when he has seen and heard like me The Abstracted Charms of all this Beauteous World Expect not death but offers of a Throne Faust. 'T is possible Yet by thy self I swear By dear lov'd thee my Crispus in a Cottage Shall be prefer'd to all the Thrones on Earth Crisp. And thou forgive me Heaven I had almost said To Heaven it self No Fausta that 's the Jar Religion makes this discord in my Soul I find it now Hence come my Starts and fears Even in the height of my expected joys But Time the Saints and Miracles must win thee Faust. No Time no Miracle no Saint but thou Why thou art all the Wonders of the Earth My Saint my hearts Religion and my Heaven With thee I am imbarkt to live or Perish Not only here but in the World hereafter Crisp. Oh Extacy Oh pattern for thy Sex Yet shalt thou Master me by this Subjection Give me thy hand Thy Lip the sweets are Richer The tast Enobled Oh! my ravisht Love Glows with the pointed Charms The Heavens are open'd And I behold thee Crown'd a Saint already But I will hold thee fast lest that the Angels snatch thee Ere we have mingled Souls Faust. Oh not to Night Crisp. Ha! not to night Not on this Lov'd Confession Not when thou hast set my Spirits all on fire Not now enjoy thee Thou mak'st my fears return Far more Extravagant then they were before Lest e're we join an Apoplex shou'd seize me The Palace fall and thousand other Chances That awe th' Imagination of my Love Oh Come Faust. I will and with these longing arms Hold thee till Morn And from that Morn till Evening From Evening to Mid-day From day to Night From Night to Death I 'le clap thee thus for ever Crisp. Let 's haste then while the beckoning Minute smiles Faust. But I must swear thee first Crisp. Take Oath on Oath I swear to obey thee without asking why Faust. Swear thou wilt never leave thy Wedded Fausta What ever dreadful Chance or strange Misfortune Shou'd start to undo me almost to a Crime Crisp. No Crime But want of Love Nor that by Heaven Shall make me hate thee though it bring me Death Oh thou soft Dear if ever I forsake thee At my last hour may I despair of Mercy And may those Saints that knew the wrong I did thee When at Heavens Gate I beg for Entrance answer Remember what thou did'st to Fausta swear Be gone for ever leave this happy Sphere For perjur'd Lovers have no Mansion here Ex. Ambo End 1st Act. The Second Act Scene ROME Enter Arius and Labienus Eubolus Arius WE have done our Work by halfs follow'd by the Scent Trac'd to our Holes Oh I could play the Mad-man Men of our Make so poorly hide a Murder That Dogs can Rake it up Spies Spies by Hell The Course of former Councils was too slow I am proclaim'd a Traitor Heretiok And Poniards must proclaim my Accuser nothing Labie Were it not better to comply Arius Impossible The Genius of the proud imperial Brothers And mine by Nature Mortally oppos'd Hate strongly at first sight which hate improv'd By the late flaw I found in their Religion They hear too how I tainted Infant Julian Yet being made the Emperours Confident In the late Contract all might have been retreiv'd And I at Helm had not his hated Brother Thus interpos'd to my eternal Ruine Poison and Ponyard Eubol. Is it come to that Ari. It is without dispatch we are all undone Oh for a Slave to mould some Malecontent His blood adust and blackned with the blows Of adverse Fortune yet of Soul elate And to be flush'd for Fame or hire To any kind of daring Lab. Why Ari. I would work the Melancholy brave To stab Dalmatius Eubol. Why not Constantine Ari. Because ten Constantines live at least in him The one 's not half so open to Destruction As t'other close and on the Guard to save him He has unravell'd our close Webb of Thought And from the bottom of our dark Design Drawn Treason forth perhaps to hang us all Lab. 'T is justly thought this Lett must be remov'd And who so fit to hew it into pieces As that ambitious brawny Fool Lycinius Ari. Thou hast hit the Man my busie Brain had lost The Emperour dooms him dead by whose Advice Tell me I hear the dull Lycinius cry That e're I fall the Victim of the War I may at once destroy his Life and Name Enter Lycinius Guards But see he comes I bring you News Lycin. Ha! of my Death I read it in thy Face Ari. The Emperour as at first I told your Story Ready Trumpets a March at distance Inclin'd to Mercy but fierce Dalmatius Call Serena Repeal'd the hint of your half granted Pardon And forc'd him to your Death Lycin. By Mars I 'll fight him Ari. 'T is not in your Power You

Serena I believe thee My Heart avows th' Innocence of my friend Which I had own'd before had not the wounds Of Annibal lain green upon my Soul But that I now forgive him be thou witness Be witness Heav'n and this last resolution I now put on to save my Crispus life Or lose my own Seren. O let me kneel to such exalted Virtue But Sir be quick to save him or this goodness Will come too late Dalm. Where is the Emperor Seren. Lockt in his Closet deaf to the Peoples cries Fly Sir I saw him pass in fury by With Arius in discourse Dalm. I fear that Traitor Seren. Your fears my Lord are mine I never lik'd him The Picture which he gave your Son has shown him He has all the marks we Virgins reckon Omenous A pale down look red Hair and leering Eyes Mischief is in him He 's with th' Emperor now Perhaps solliciting the fate we fear I met 'em Sir and interrupted Caesar Who first receiv'd me kindly but at the name Of Crispus frown'd and shook me from his arm Dalm. Fear not as thou hast counsel'd I will join Sylvester on the instant Seren. Force the door If he refuse to let you in do all That pity love and friendship can inspire Do all that I would do were I Dalmatius Ex. Severally Scene II. Enter Constantine and Arius The Scene a Bedchamber A Bowl and a Dagger on the Table Const. ARius Arius Sir Const. I am resolv'd to be at rest Thou art my friend Physician I am sick Sick even to death Reach me that goblet hither The Dagger too Arius Sir Const. What an easie matter It were for any man in any Case Tho Rack't with th' Gout Stone any kind of torture With one of these to sleep Arius For ever Sir Const. Right Arius Arius Then there is Poison in the Bowl Const. There is most deadly Arius May I Sir presume To ask for what Const. Arius thou art my friend I think too thou would'st venture life Why yes 'T is Poison and I 'll tell thee too for what To see how long a Dog will be a dying Or say what if we try'd it on a man Some Enemy that Laws will not take hold of Arius Sir I understand you Const. Look then you do How dost thou understand me Arius Why thus you past your Oath your Son shou'd live If Fausta prov'd him Innocent Const. 'T is true And spite of my revenge my Heart must clear him Arius Right Sir I find it you are grip'd in Conscience Now if a Friend should help you So or fate Not always answering most mens Expectations Should call your Son to Heav'n Const. To Heav'n Arius Arius To Heav'n or Hell it matters not for that So he be out o' th' way and you not know 't Const. And I not know 't Arius No Sir nor I. What then How then you never see him more And so farewell I 'll take this Poison with me Const. Stay stay Come back How strange a guilt is mine who dare not speak But indirectly what my Soul desires Directly done Why shou'd I hide my thoughts From thee Arius Why Sir indeed Const. When no Eye sees Arius None Const. None but the Eye of Heav'n But Walls they say have Ears Therefore we 'll whisper This Horrid Barbarous and Unnatural Murder Give him his Choice Tell him I cannot live Unless he dies Tell him I strove to save him And nature pleaded wonders in his Cause Arius I 'll stabb him first and tell him after Const. No Poison 's the gentler Fate Thou art too lowd O Conscience how it heaves within my bosom Arius Conscience The Souls rising of the Lights Drink Blood Const. Blood say'st thou What the Blood of Crispus Hark! Who 's there Run to the Door Say I am not well I 'll not be seen to night Arius Your fancy Sir Const. I thought I heard my Mothers Voice But she 's long dead 'T was as thou say'st my fancy My fear my guilt that haunts me But begone If he must fall there is no hiding it Call it no longer Murder but a Justice Survey him as a Thief that robb'd thy Soul Of all its wealth Arius how am I now Arius All Emperor And Sir I 'll haste to obey you Const. Thou shalt But go not Arius till I send thee All Emperor and Judge But where 's the Father Work me there Nature save him if thou canst Remember him as once thy bosom-love Arius I like not this Remembrance Const. Remember the whole Progress of his Life Obedient all ev'n in his Infant Years When every Morning to my Bed-side he came And as I blest him thank'd me with his Tears Serena knocking without Seren. My Lord the Emperour Const. Arius hark Who 's there Hark 't is my Wife Run to the door My Wife She 's risen from the dead to save my Son Seren. I will have Audience Ari. Madam you must not enter Const. Arius Let her in Enter Serena Seren. Caesar Save thy Son Save him in time the People are in Arms. Dalmatius with the Guards is gone to quell ' em Const. How mutiny And in my Sons behalf Is this the course to save him Arius hence And execute my Orders Seren. May I think it A Bowl of Poison Sir Is that your Order Const. There is no Mystery now to be conceal'd 'T is as you said And Crispus dies this Minute Arius away Seren. He sha'n't till you hear me Think Sir oh think Const. I 've thought too much already But with this last Revolt my Heart is steel'd Though as you enter'd I was fooling Time With Thoughts of Mercy Seren. And has this cursed Wretch prevented you Const. Dalmatius and Sylvester will be here To hinder Justice Break her Hold. Away Seren. Fall then Serena first And stay that fury Stabs her self Const. Arius come back What hast thou done Serena Seren. I 've paid the Debt of Nature e're my Time Const. 'T was a too honest Part. What was the Cause Seren. The Love of Crispus Love of him you hate But let this Victim to Despair suffice Enter Dalmatius and Sylvester Your Brother here Dalmatius pardon me Your Son is now reveng'd Restrain the Emperour And look to Arius Oh! She dies Dalm. The Joys of Heav'n And an eternal Requiem waste thy Soul Const. Brother How are the People Dalm. All hush'd again Why will you harbour Sir that Snake about you That puts you on these fatal Resolutions For else could it be possible a Prince So good so full of every Kingly Grace Should once conceive a Thought to put his Son His guiltless Son to an untimely Death Without the Instigation of a Devil Sylv. Consider Caesar you that have had the Glory By Miracles from Heav'n to be converted We know your Passion manacles your Reason But here are Hands to help you Const. Is that then the Result of all your Reason To hope for sober Actions from a Mad-man Dalm. Not till the Frenzy leaves him But