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The battell of Alcazar fought in Barbarie, betweene Sebastian king of Portugall, and Abdelmelec king of Marocco. With the death of Captaine Stukeley. As it was sundrie times plaid by the Lord high Admirall his seruants.
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Peele, George, 1556-1596.
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1594
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STC 19531; ESTC S110337
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He shall haue aide and succour to recouer And seate him in his former emperie Let him relie vpon our princely word Tell him by August we will come to him With such a power of braue impatient mindes As Abdelmelec and great Amurath Shall tremble at the strength of Portugall Emb. Thanks to the renowmed king of Portugal On whose stout promises our state depend Sebast. Barbarians go glad your distressed king And saie Sebastian liues to right his wrong Exit Duke of Auero call in those English-men Don Stukley and those Captaines of the fleet That lately landed in our bay of Lisborne Now breath Sebastian and in breathing blow Some gentle gale of thy new formed ioyes Duke of Auero it shall be your charge To take the muster of the Portugals And brauest blouds of all our countrie Lewes de Sylua you shall be dispatcht With letters vnto Philip king of Spaine Tell him we craue his aide in this behalfe I know our brother Philip nill denie His furtherance in this holy christian warre Duke of Barceles as thy ancestors Haue alwaies loiall bin to Portugall So now in honor of thy toward youth Thy charge shall be to Anwerpe speedily To hire vs mercenarie men at armes Promise them princely paie and be thou sure Thy word is ours Sebastian speakes the word Chri. I beseech your maiestie imploy me in this war Seb. Christopher de Tauera next vnto my selfe My good Efestian and my bedfellow Thy cares and mine shall be alike in this Enter Stukley and the rest And thou and I will liue and die together And now braue English-men to you Whom angrie stormes haue put into our bay Hold not your fortune ere the worse in this We holde our strangers honors in our hand And for distressed franke and free reliefe Tell me then Stukley for that 's thy name I trow Wilt thou in honor of thy countries fame Hazard thy person in this braue exploit And follow vs to fruitfull Barbarie With these sixe thousand souldiers thou hast brought And choicely pickt through wanton Italy Thou art a man of gallant personage Proud in thy lookes and famous euerie waie Frankly tell me wilt thou go with me Stuk Couragious king the wonder of my thoughts And yet my Lord with pardon vnderstand My selfe and these whom weather hath inforst To lie at roade vpon thy gracious coast Did bend our course and made amaine for Ireland Sebast. For Ireland Stukley thou mistakst me wonderous much With seuen shippes two pinnaces and sixe thousand men I tell thee Stukley they are farre too weake To violate the Queene of Irelands right For Irelands Queene commandeth Englands force Were euerie ship ten thousand on the seas Mand with the strength of all the Easterne kings Conuaying all the monarchs of the world To inuade the Iland where her highnes raignes T were all in vaine for heauens and destinies Attend and wait vpon her Maiestie Sacred imperiall and holy is her seate Shining with wisedome loue and mightines Nature that euerie thing imperfect made Fortune that neuer yet was constant found Time that defaceth euerie golden shew Dare not decay remoue or be impure Both nature time and fortune all agree To blesse and serue her roiall maiestie The wallowing Ocean hems her round about Whose raging flouds do swallow vp her foes And on the rockes their ships in peeces split And euen in Spaine where all the traitors dance And plaie themselues vpon a sunny daie Securely gard the west part of her Isle The South the narow Britaine sea begirts Where Neptune sits in triumph to direct Their course to hell that aime at her disgrace The Germaine seas alongst the East do run Where Venus banquets all her water Nymphs That with her beautie glansing on the waues Disdaines the checke of faire Proserpina Aduise thee then proud Stukley ere thou passe To wrong the wonder of the highest God Sith danger death and hell doth follow thee Thee and them all that seeke to danger her If honor be the marke wherat thou aimst Then followe me in holy christian warres And leaue to seeke thy Countries ouerthrow Stuk. Rather my Lord let me admire these wordes Then answere to your firme obiections His holynes Pope Gregorie the seuenth Hath made vs foure the leaders of the rest Amongst the rest my Lord I am but one If they agree Stukley will be the first To die with honor for Sebastian Sebast. Tell me Lord Bishop Captaines tell me all Are you content to leaue this enterprise Against your countrie and your countrie men To aide Mahamet king of Barbarie Bish. To aide Mahamet king of Barbarie T is gainst our vowes great king of Portugall Sebast. Then Captaines what saie you Ionas I saie my Lord as the Bishop said We may not turne from conquering Ireland Herc. Our countrie and our country-men will condemne Vs worthie of death if we neglect our vowes Sebast Consider Lords you are now in Portugall And I may now dispose of you and yours Hath not the winde and weather giuen you vp And made you captiues to our roiall will Ionas It hath my Lord and willingly wee yeeld To be commanded by your maiestie But if you make vs voluntarie men Our course is then direct for Ireland Sebast. That course will we direct for Barbary Follow me Lords Sebastian leades the way To plant the christian fath in Affrica Stuk. Saint George for England and Irelande nowe adue For here Tom Stukley shapes his course anue Exit Enter the presenter and speakes Lo thus into a lake of bloud and gore The braue couragious king of Portugall Hath drencht himselfe and now prepares amaine With sailes and oares to crosse the swelling seas With men and ships courage and canon shot To plant this cursed Moore in fatall houre And in this Catholike case the king of Spaine Is cald vpon by sweet Sebastian Who surfetting in prime time of his youth Vpon ambitious poison dies thereon By this time is the Moore to Tangar come A citie longing to the Portugall And now doth Spaine promise with holy face As fauouring the honor of the cause His aide of armes and leuies men apace But nothing lesse than king Sebastians good He meanes yet at Sucor de Tupea He met some saie in person with the Portugall And treateth of a marriage with the king But ware ambitious wiles and poisned eies There was nor aide of armes nor marriage For on his waie without those Spaniardes king Sebastian went Enter the king of Portugall and his Lordes Lewes de Sylua and the Embassadors of Spaine Seb. Honorable Lords Embassadors of Spaine The many fauors by our meetings done From our beloued and renowmed brother Philip the Catholike king of Spaine Say therefore good my Lord Embassador Saie how your mightie master minded is To propagate the fame of Portugall Embas. To propagate the fame of Portugall And plant religious truth in Affrica Philip the great and pussant king of Spaine For loue and honor of Sebastians name
once That murthered his yonger brethren both But on this damned wretch this traitor king The Gods shal poure down showers of sharp reuenge And thus a matter not to you vnknowen I haue deliuered Yet for no distrust Of loyaltie my welbeloued friend But that the occasions fresh in memorie Of these encounters so may moue your mindes As for the lawfull true succeeding prince Ye neither thinke your liues nor honors deare Spent in a quarrell iust and honorable Bassa Such and no other we repute the cause That forwardly for thee we vndertake Thrice puisant and renowmed Abdilmelec And for thine honor safetie and crowne Our liues and honours frankly to expose To all the dangers that our warre attends As freely and as resolutely all As anie Moore whom thou commandest most Muly Xe. And why is Abdilmelec then so slow To chastise him with furie of the sword Whose pride doth swell to sway beyond his reach Follow this pride then with furie of reuenge Rub. Ar. Of death of bloud of wreake and deepe reuenge Shall Rubin Archis frame her tragicke songs In bloud in death in murther and misdeede This heauens mallice did begin and end Abdilm. Rubin these rights to Abdelmunens ghost Haue pearst by this to Plutos graue below The bels of Pluto ring reuenge amaine The furies and the fiends conspire with thee Warre bids me drawe my weapons for reuenge Of my deepe wrongs and my deare brothers death Muly Xe. Sheath not your swords you soulders of Amurath Sheath not your swords you Mores of Barbary That fight in right of your annointed king But follow to the gates of death and hell Pale death and hell to entertaine his soule Follow I saie to burning Phlegiton This traitor tyrant and his companies Bas Heaue vp your swords against these stony holds Wherein these barbarous rebels are inclosde Called for is Abdilmelec by the Gods To sit vpon the throne of Barbarie Abd. Ra. Bassa great thankes the honor of the Turks Forward braue Lords vnto this rightfull warre How can this battell but succesfull be Where courage meeteth with a rightfull cause Rub. Go in good time my best beloued Lord Succesfull in thy worke thou vndertakes Exit Enter the Moore in his Chariot attended with his sonne Pisano his captaine with his gard and treasure Moore Pisano take a cornet of our horse As many argolets and armed pikes And with our carriage march awaie before By Scyras and those plots of ground That to Moroccus leads the lower waie Our enemies keepe vpon the mountaine tops And haue incampt themselues not farre from Fesse Madame gold is the glue sinewes and strength of war And we must see our treasure may go safe Away Now boy what 's the newes Muly Mah. The newes my Lord is warre warre and reuenge And if I shall declare the circumstance T is thus Rubyn our vnkles wife that wrings her hands For Abdilmunens death accompanied With many dames of Fesse in mourning weeds Neere to Argier encountred Abdilmelec That bends his force puft vp with Amuraths aide Against your holds and castles of defence The yonger brother Muly Mahamet Seth Greets the great Bassa that the king of Turkes Sends to inuade your right and royall realme And basely beg reuenge arch-rebels all To be inflict vpon our progenie Moore Why boy is Amuraths Bassa such a bug That he is markt to do this doubtie deed Then Bassa locke the winds in wards of brasse Thunder from heauen damne wretched men to death Barre all the offices of Saturnes sonnes Be Pluto then in hell and barre the fiends Take Neptunes force to thee and calme the seas And execute Ioues iustice on the world Conuey Tamberlaine into our Affrike here To chastice and to menace lawfull kings Tamberlaine triumph not for thou must die As Philip did Caesar and Caesars peeres Muly Mah. The Bassa grosly flattered to his face And Amuraths praise aduancde aboue the sound Vpon the plaines the souldiers being spread And that braue gard of sturdie Ianizaries That Amurath to Abdilmelec gaue And bad him boldly be to them as safe As if he slept within a walled towne Who take them to their weapons threatning reuenge Bloudie reuenge bloudie reuengefull warre Moore Awaie and let me heare no more of this Why boy are we successours to the great Abdilmelec Descended from the Arabian Muly Zarif And shall we be afraide of Bassas and of bugs Rawe head and bloudie bone Boy seest here this semitarie by my side Sith they begin to bath in bloud Bloud be the theame whereon our time shall tread Such slaughter with my weapon shall I make As through the streame and bloudie chanels deepe Our Moores shall saile in ships and pinnaces From Tanger shore vnto the gates of Fesse Muly Mah. And of those slaughtered bodies shall thy sonne A huge towre erect like Nemrods frame To threaten those vniust and parciall Gods That to Abdallas lawfull seed denie A long a happie and triumphant raigne Sound an alarum within and enter a messenger Mes. Flie king of Fesse king of Moroccus flie Flie with thy friends Emperour of Barbary O flie the sword and furie of the foe That rageth as the ramping lyonesse In rescue of her yonglings from the beare Thy townes and holds by numbers basely yeeld Thy land to Abdilmelecs rule resignes Thy carriage and thy treasure taken is By Amuraths souldiers that haue sworne thy death Flie Amuraths power and Abdilmelecs threats Or thou and thine looke heere to breath your last More Villain what dreadfull sound of death flght Is this where with thou doest afflict our eares But if there be no safetie to abide The fauor fortune and successe of warre Away in hast roule on my chariot wheeles Restlesse till I be safely set in shade Of some vnhanted place some blasted groue Of deadly hue or dismall cypres tree Farre from the light or comfort of the Sunne There to curse heauen and he that heaues me hence To seeke as Enuie at Cecropes gate And pine the thought and terrour of mishaps Awaie Exit Actus secunda Scaena prima Alarum And then the presenter speaketh Now warre begins his rage and ruthlesse raine And Nemisis with bloudie whip in hand Thunders for vengeance on this Negro moore Nor may the silence of the speechless night Diuine Architects of murthers and misdeeds Of tragedies and tragicke tyrannies Hide or containe this barbarous crueltie Of this vsurper to his progenie Three ghosts crying Vindicta Hearke Lords as in a hollow place a farre The dreadfull shrikes and clamors that resound And sound reuenge vpon this traitors soule Traitor to kinne and kinde to Gods and men Now Nemisis vpon her doubling drum Moude with this gastly mone this sad complaint Larumes aloud into Alectos eares And with her thundering wakes whereas they lie In caue as darke as hell and beds of steele The furies iust impes of dire reuenge Reuenge cries Abdilmelecs grieued ghost And rouseth with the terror of this noise These nymphs of Erybus Wreake and