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A44630
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The womens conquest a tragi-comedy : as it was acted by His Highness the Duke of York's servants / written by the Honourable E.H.
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Howard, Edward, fl. 1669.
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Captain Bass. Your Servant Ladies Ex. Embassadresses Enter Fosearis and Andrages Tysam. You shall have all Commands become your valours I know as men you stand oblig'd to serve this Cause Fosc. To a man Sir Andr. And I excepting one Woman Dare act as much against the Sex but she I must confess Sir has the better on me In all Incounters Tysam. Your Wife I guess I am glad to hear I have a Subject who Is so kind a Husband No news yet of our Queen Bass. Not any as the best of my Intelligence can learn Tysam. My soul is on the torture Enter Toxaris Tox. I hope Sir I have brought you happy tidings in this Letter Tysam. 'T is Parisatis hand Tox. 'T was given me From an unknown person who would not stay To satisfie my further Queries Tysam. reads Let this assure you from Parisatis That she is remov'd from this Life before It meets your hand The means I have Resolv'd on for my end I will not give you the Grief to hear or charge you guilty of my death And to confirm you this preoedes my last being I have sent you this Jewel you must witness I vow'd should be kept to the death of Parisatis Oh Heavens my Parisatis dead read Here Bassanes Bassanes reads Bass. My tears are slow but credit me The death of Armies and the groans of War When made from gasping Friends just drowning Of their souls in streams of blood ne're shook My heart like this Tysam. Thy griefs are truly mine Bass. But hope that providence whose paths are Labyrinths may yet Enter Statyra Tysam. She 's dead she 's dead too certain Stat. The King 's disturb'd Tysam. Beyond expression Parisatis my Queen Stat. I hop'd was now return'd to your embrace Tysam. The other world contains her vertues she 's dead Stat. My eyes can ne're want streams to pour With yours for such a loss Tysam. Mine are too guilty to partake With thine and had I more then Niobe E're shed to drown my soul in or turn'd To Marble at this news like her 't were but Too gentle to express my crime or grief Stat. This passion 's glorious Tysam. What death can I devise or torments Give my soul enough that have at once To answer breach of faith to thee and death of her Stat. Your stain is deep in both though far more vile As you are a Prince who did unworthily Possess the love and glories Of so excellent a Queen that no pretence Of Power or Law can expiate But since by Heavens decree she 's thus remov'd To Stars for which did I but know her Urn I 'de visit it and pay my tears as an Oblation to her memory Yet now 't is fit you live for my sake Tysam. Thou hast some justice to my life But wilt not now oblige it Stat. I do and Claim it as the greatest blessing of my own Tysam. There 's nothing left me but in thee that can Invite a minutes breath Stat. You had my first love Sir So far you have an interest still Tysam. And for thy sake I will admit to live Nay more I 'le talk to thee of Love and with What penitence thou shalt require acknowledge My past vows to thee besides the guilt of my Ingratitude unto my Parisatis Stat. Heaven must absolve your crime to both For this your noble sorrow Tysam. Thy words are comforts to my soul But this is such an hour the Stars must mourn Or find new trepidations in their orbs To fright the earth with some calamity Besides an Enemy does threaten now to invade Our Kingdom Bassanes you shall command As General Bass. With my best duty Sir and 't was Your Queens command I should continue still your Faithful Subject Tysam. I have no other title here to reign but from her love Admit I leave thee fair Statyra in some place Of best security Stat. I am oblig'd to be companion in your dangers Tysam. That were an endless peril though thy vertue Be above what fate can injure Stat. My heart were else not worth the owning yours Tox. A brave and gracious Lady Alv. The King 't is sure affects her Aside Tysam. I feel a cloud upon my soul I know not when Or how 't will vanish Come Statyra my Love and thine must wait The calmer hours of time and kinder fate Ex. Omnes ACT IV. SCENE I. Enter Mandana Daranthe Cydane Renone and other Women Mand. THE King may soon repent he gave our Treaty Such neglect Cyd. We doubt it not most royal Madam Mand. And for his Queen whose fair desertion Has the first place in our quarrel would she Were now alive that we might with our arms Impose her on his Love Daran 'T were to be wish'd Mand. The proof we have now given by taking This strong City of Daxata on the River Volga must make 'em know their force Must yield unto our Sexes power We lead what thinks our chief Commandress Daran I judge that victory will soon Make offerings at your feet Mand. This Pass we have Secur'd must prove considerable since it Impedes all their recruits that way Daran And what 's more Hinders provision might else arrive Unto their Camp nor can they forrage here Much longer environ'd on each side with Mountains where by your mighty conduct All the passages stand seiz'd by us Mand. I think They dare not hope to force their passage Daran Our Womens hearts must fail 'em strangely then And make your greatness wear a blush To see them this day prove degenerate Who from your conduct glory many Victories Mand. Spoke like the blood of Amazons Renon Nor do we doubt the issue of this day Will make your Prowess far more fam'd Then brave Thalestris stories tell was from Great Alexander the Prince of Captains Held in highest admiration Mand. I see You are all resolv'd as does become This Cause I fight by which we 'll force even Nature To confess she was a partial Mother To our Sex when she made man First heir of Glory Daran Royal Madam Mand. Enough they serve Our drudgeries our pleasures or embraces To create us Souldiers that scorn their uses But for our heroick ends Daran Did but the Women Of this world besides hear this they 'd be asham'd To think they had not broke the yoke of men And such a fair and great Protectress in your self Mand. An entertainment for our Greatness there That this haughty Prince Tysamnes who dares Make War against our Sex may know that we In this strong City forc'd from his bold powers Keep our triumphant joys Ren. Some Prisoners of War desire to present Your Majesty with a Dance after the Manner of their Country Man We admit them Musick and a Dance Enter Messenger Mess. A Moorish Lady desires admittance To your presence Man She has our leave Enter Parisatis disguis'd like a Moor. Man Your business Lady Par. 'T is such most Royal Madam must beg A pardon for my craving this access Who have journy'd
is Marriage Amongst us is a most dang'rous food of Love And therefore we must use more wit for sawce Our men will be else so cloy'd and cast us off With no more concern then we give a dish Of meat after having well fed on 't to our Waiters Clar. But I was so tender In giving cause of separation Melv. ' Thad fixt him surer to thee nor is it hopeless But the sense of thy Vertues and Beauty May work in him some thoughts of reconcilement There have been though rarely such examples Clar. Might I but live to be so happy Melv. Besides I have a means if all fail To do thee service thou dar'st confide in me Clar. With all assurance Melv. You must be secret Clar. As a thought within your breast Melv. And mark me if thou find'st this work him up To love again Clar. I doubt the end will prove impossible Melv. That 's as the means are order'd Love will find out Ways sometimes as extraordinary which made A famous Poet write a Book of Lovers Arts Not much inferiour to Medea's Charms And be sure when you see him next let it Seem against thy will as if thou d'st stand If possible at like distance from him As the sphere of fixed Stars adding convenient Pride and scorn no small artifice in our sex Clar. Your Copies somewhat hard To be practis'd by a Lover Melv. 'T is but a just revenge in thy Case Clar. I shall observe your fair instructions Enter Andrages Melv. See here 's my man of Venus an example Of my skill and conduct observe him well And thou shalt see I have an humble servant Instead of Lord and Master is't not so Andrages Andra. Your will 's a Law Madam Melv. In spight of our Nations custom is it not Andra. The same Madam Clar. This is a language I have Not heard before from a Scythian Husband Melv. And yet I 'le say thus much for this thing Of my embrace he dares vye with the best Of our Gallants and cope with Mars himself If met in field nor less would be concern'd For every frown of mine with any he That durst despise e'm Am I not right Andrages Andra. My life 's at your command Clar. You have a power I see indeed and doubt not but you 'l use it nobly Melv. We must rule thus or we are lost here What 's a Venus that cannot lead her Mars In triumph Andrages perhaps I 'le sleep With thee to night for this Andra. You 'l be most welcom Madam Clar. This day some considerable of our Sex Join in a Petition to our Queen and New made King Melv. 'T is to abrogate their abuse In the arbitrary rule of men Clar. I hope 't will prove a seasonable request Since now the Queen has made her self a party In taking of a Princely Husband Melv. Thou hast eloquence and shalt be one of Our fair Speakers in this Cause Clar. You complement me Madam Though I am oblig'd to serve the interest Melv. We must appear with the fair number Who expect us to confer Andrages Wait my coming home about the hour of nine Ex. Melv. and Clarina Andra. With all observance Madam Was ever Gentleman and Souldier thus hen-peck'd As I am nay against the priviledge of mankind Here endure it that can discharge a Wife With a breath sure there 's some extraordinary Magick in 't and I find by my inclinations I am so unfortunate to love her at that rate As I cannot rid my self of her though I Suffer to death or what 's worse the miseries Of a vexatious wedlock Enter Foscaris Fosc. What Andrages heavy and drooping Andr. Somewhat out of Tune Fosc. Nay then 't is odds but thou Art smitten or at least ruminating On some new beauty Andr. Would that were the worst Fosc. The very best of our Banes that have prov'd Wedlock Come I 'le sing thee a catch I have Made on this subject He Sings What though her Eyes are black And kisses with a knack Natures best skill e're created In time she may prove A surfeit to Love And so deserve to be hated 2. Love freed from this diet Is best kept at quiet The wanton still longs for to range Let 's thank then our Laws In Wedlocks frail cause Gave Husbands a License to change Andr. This is all discord to my malady Fosc. I took thee to have been longing after New flesh and blood or rather sick of thy wife Is not that it Andr. Thou dost not mock me Fosc. No o' my life Andr. Why then I 'le tell thee I love her a thousand times better then When I long'd for her first enjoyment Fosc. Is that possible in a man of thy Genius Andr. Let me be punished else Fosc. Alas poor Souldier of Cupid I have parted with a Wise fair enough To have figur'd Venus by and for that only cause Because a Wife I 'd fain see the power of Man Or Angel bring me again to the like dotage Andr. Nay more should she scratch me once a day Or use me with that Amazonian confidence Practis'd in our neighbouring Scythia where Her Sex has the supremacy and are So many she Tyrants I think I should Endure it and love her If this be not Magick There 's none betwixt us and the North Pole Fosc. Visit her bed often and if that does not do it There 's no surfeit in Wedlock Andr. Alas I have not leave to come there but rarely And on such terms of good behaviour That I am almost in an Ague the while Fosc. The very name of Humourist methinks Should bid thee quit her there 's scarce a worse evil Or if she be modish and a wit 't is odds But she makes it her luxury to abuse thee And bite thee at every turn of thy tongue If not make any thing thy quarrel to bid Adieu to her thou 'lt else shame thy Countries priviledge Andr. But I am such a Dotard Fosc. And yet i' th' Camp And Court well knowing as most of our Time I pity thee Enter Bassanes Alvanes Toxaris Eumenes and Draxanes Andr. See the General Bassanes Fosc. A Prince of high renown and vertue Now return'd from ending our Tartarian War We 'll pay him our respects at time of fitter Opportunity Ex. Foscaris and Andrages Alv. The Queen by us my Lord That have the honour to fore-speak her joys Congratulates your Excellencies return Bass. She is a gracious Lady and though but late Made my Intelligence has taken The Persian Prince Tysamnes for her Husband Alv. A Prince that Court does loudly fame surpassing All the race of the Arsacides whence he derives His blood Bass. Her vertue is a mate for his Let it be great as e're did live upon the name Of mortal but I that have a Souldiers plainness A little wonder although her King I hold Of highest merit since there is no act precedes To exempt her Royal Person from that fate Of Marriage the force of custom here May