thereof I shoo'd be glad to be Withall my soul to serve your Majestie All my ambition is implease your Grace In your favour to have a servants place And to your Laws so like a Subject live That to your people I may pattern give King You are not only fair but humble too But such humility becomes not you It does become you better ev'ry way Sweet Madam to command then to obey Which like a Princess freer then in Spain You in our Kingdom shall command and raign But what can we unto these Grandees say For all the pains that they have took this day And to these Beauties which have left Spain sad And full of tears and sighs to make us glad But bid them welcome to our Royl Couâ—t And study how to make their time seem short G. C. FINIS UPON Hells High-Commission Court set to Judge the King Ian. 1648. JUst as I enter'd that Majestick Hall Where Gog and Mâ—gog must be Judge and all Upon the Person of a King so good His only fault was he was not understood Where to my view the first thing did present With such excess of sad astonishment Just at the upper end a scarlet Throne Dy'd with the blood of many a loyal one Oh horrid I cannot go no fâ—rther Their intent is his Majestie to mâ—rther UPON The horrid and unheard of Murther of CHARLES the First King of England Scotland France and Ireland the 30 th of Ianu. 1648. WHy how now George where is thy Muse become Or is 't thy sorrow mak'st thee thus so dumb Shall Heav'n and Earth the Death of Charles deplore And thou as unconcern'd not say no more Or is the matter of so high a strain Thou can'st not reach it with thy weaker brain Then sigh it out and with a lusty tear Threaten a Flood to this unlucky year Insatiate men insatiate did I say Blood-thirsty men I meant to take away The best of men the best of Kings e're raign'd VVho liv'd a life unspotted and unstain'd VVhose vertue was his fall for had he bin In love with any thing but like a sin He had escaped their Tyrannique Laws 'Cause he'was bad and for no other cause But he was good nay Goodness it self he was And why they murther'd him that was the cause TO CHARLES the Second King of England Scotland France and Ireland upon his thrice happy return into England after twelve years Banishment AS in a tedious Winter ev'ry Plant Seems dead and out of life and all for want Of the Suns presence so Great Charles did we Like dead men seem and all for want of thee But when the Winter 's over and the Sun Returns again to this our Horizon How ev'ry thing revives which we call Spring Ev'n such is the return of Charles our King But Heav'n is kinder to these Plants below 'Cause innocence is all that they do know Their Winter therefore is but short to ours We having had dayes unto their howers Which is no less a wonder that we live Wanting so long that influence that shoo'd give Us life and vigour lying in the Root Which was grub'd up 'cause we no more shoo'd shoot But as it happens oftentimes we see In taking up of Roots that there will be An off-set two or three left in the ground Which by some skilful honest hand if found And planted carefully from thence may spring Stock sufficient as may from Charles our King Which Heav'n we supplicate that 〈◊〉 may raign He and his Off-spring till Shilo comâ—s again UPON King CHARLES the Second His Birth-day and his happy return in May 1660. THrice happy day and happy Moneth to be Thus twice so great a friend to Monarchiâ— The very Moneth that gave Great Charles his breath Gave breath to us redeeming us from Death From Death said I from dying ev'ry day And yet to die coo'd not find out the way Grim Death compar'd to what we suffer'd then So great a kindness was Those Tyrant-men Woo'd not allow us but by little and little T' increase our pain and so consume our mettle This was th' Egyptian bondage we lay under Which made the Lord come in with such a wonder That without one drop of blood or one tear Has re-inthron'd our lawful Prince this year So great a mercy that we may deserve From Heav'n nor him in duâ—y may we swerve TO MY Lord General MONCK Upon his opportune coming into England THou great Restorer of our antient Laws To whom we cannot give too great applause Ride on victorious in thy great design Gods real foes and ours to undermine Where had we been by this time hadst not thou Just in the nick of time come in I vow We had been lost and utterly undone And which is worse Religion had been gone But Heav'n be praised for this happy change Though to fanatique men it seemeth strange Well do the rest that we expect from thee And second of this Kingdom thou shalt be Which will more honour be unto thy name So for to live then die with dirty fame UPON The Death of the most Illustrious and unparallel'd Prince HENRY Duke of Glocester THou that hast been my Companion all my life Leave me not now I prethee in my grief Leave me not now in this great time of need To help t' express the Cause that makes us bleed No wonder that the Court is now so sad And that the Country everywhere is clad With Sighs and Tears the cause thereof being known Is able to dissolve the hardest stone Hard Fate you might have well forborn this spight And not have rob'd us of so great a Light A lesser might as well have serv'd your turn But that you had a mind to make us mourn But that you had a mind to make us grieve And all our expectations to deceive For one so young so wise was never known So grave in carriage sure but he alone So sound in judgement and so great a reach In State-affairs the wisest he might teach So humble too withall so well did plaâ—e What e're he said and spake with such a grace He took his Hearers with a double band Of Love and Reason and so amaz'd woo'd stand This is our grief our sorrow and sad loss Pray Heaven his Death prove not to us a cross Upon the just Judgement of His Majesties unjust JUDGES BUT now they 're come to Judgement Heav'n is just And tho 't be long before he questions Dust They shall not go unpunish't for that thing That horrid thing of murthering their King ' Twâ—s bad enougâ— against theâ—r King to rise But ten times worse their King to sacrifise But worst of all under a shew of Zeal To rob the Church and spoyl the Common-weal And so make God the Author of their ill Pretending 't was his pleasure and his will Thus how from sin to sin the Devil draws Ambitious spirits to infringe Gods Laws Still prompting them from what is bad to worse Until they 're fitted for his heavy Curse Mercy is an Attribute it is true VVhich properly to Heav'n belongs unto And he that shews it shews himself like God Yet God is said to have an Iron Rod. VVhen he vouchsafes to pardon 't is to those Will never more offend him which he knows And yet some sins he will not pardon neither That 'gainst the Holy-Ghost and Abels brother Nor those that shall so eas'ly pardon those That still continue his obdurate foes Blood requires blood but oh holy murther Is that which Heav'n it self will never smurther Nor can we hope a blessing fâ—om above So long as one alive among us move UPON Her Majesties the Queen MOTHER Return into England in October 1660. GReat Queen of vertue and of all that 's good VVho never yet was rightly understood Can you the wrongs you have receiv'd forget You must be more then woman to do it Nay if such sins by you can be fo giv'n 'T is more Great soul then we can hope from Heav'n And yet we 've moâ—e then hopes you can and will Or else in France you woo'd have stayed still And not have ventur'd o're this Ocean more But that you had a mind to clear our score And wipe away all sorrow from our eyes As fogs do vanish when the Sun does rise Great Star which from th' East and by South dost come How much are we engaged to thy womb Thy fruitful womb that with no little pain Hast stockt our Iland with no little gain Three Princes which the world so much admire And we at last with Reason do desire Two Beauties too they must not be forgot VVhom Christendom admires the like has not Welcome Great Queen welcome to our shore I fear to make amends we shall adore Your sacred Presence since that ever since We have been curst that you were forced hence FINIS
that men in love are blind You love not yet you see not well we find How can that face in reason you dislike Which with such admiration us does strike Had you but wit for to conceive the good That you may reap to match into that blood Were she deform'd for that you woo'd not stand But quickly do what we do you command Prince There is no good I value like a wife With whom a man must live with all his life Coo'd I but marry for a day or two And put her off when I 'de a mind to do To take a creature that I coo'd not love Woo'd not unto me inconvenient prove But when I wed her for an unknown time Knowing that not to love is no small crime Your Highness shall do well to let me chuse One I can love and like a Princess use As for ought else Heaven knows I 'de rather die Then live and not obey your Majestie King Then do what Heaven commands for 't is Heavens will That you your Fathers pleasure shoo'd fulfill Prince But shoo'd my Father bid me do a thing May I so boldly speak unto the King Which is unjust or otherwise not fit For me to do woo'd Heaven allow of it King Who shall be judge of that which you call fit Prince None but just Heaven Great Sir shall judge of it King But Heaven ordain'd us here to judge below Of things as we shall please we 'le have you know Prince But if you judge amiss another day As well as others you must for it pay Exeunt The second Scene Enter Nonantious alone and afterwards Francina and hearkens Nonant DId I but know what I do go about I woo'd not be so forward without doubt As to pronounce the sentence of my death As I must do so with my proper breath To court a Mistress was it ever known To love another done of one alone Coo'd one example only be but found I might have cause to think my sences sound But there is none none yet was ever known To be so foolish but my self alone Then do it not then I shall disobey Do or not do criminal ev'ry way Of evils chuse the lesser of the two They are so equal I know not which to do My love to fair Francina bids me not My duty to my Prince can't be forgot How both the ballance hold so just and true That willing both I know not which to do But why shoo'd I love her who me does scorn Eccho Because thy love 's no bastard but true born Nonant Why do her good who me does use so ill Eccho 'Cause 't is thy duty and thy Princes will Nonant Then I will doâ—t to make my love appear Both to my Prince and to my Saint so dear Fran. Well what 's your business with me I was told To ask for me again you were so bold Nonant I was implease you Madam it is true So bold as yesterday to ask for you But you were not at home which made me now So bold again which you 'le I hope allow I come not now as I was wont to do My love and passion to make known to you With chosen words to court you to be kind And think you cruel 'cause that I was blind No no I know my merit is too poor For to importune you so any more I must confess I soared then too high To let my fancy after you to fly My business now is of another kind If you 'le have patience for to hear my mind And faith to credit what I 've charge to say Which I woo'd rather do then disobey Fran. And faith to credit what you ve charge to say Doubt not of that if me become it may Nonant To be a Princess woo'd become you well And in a stately Pallace alwayes dwell Have maids of Honour 'bout you to attend And Lords of quality at hand to send On all occasions to make known your will To such as you woo'd have it to fulfill Fran. I understand you not or speak more plain Or else your words will be but spent in vain Nonant Then to be brief and make you understand The Prince does love you and did me command On my allegiance for to tell you so And press you likewise to believe me too Fran. The Prince love me it cannot be believ'd Unless I had a mind to be deceiv'd Alas my faith is not so sawcy yet Into my thoughts it eas'ly to admit Nonant You may believe me Madam it is true And very certain what I say to you Fran To me my birth and breeding is so known That if 't were not but only that alone It were enough no doubt to humble me And me possess with incredulity Nonant Were you that which you say your self to be The Prince stands not in need of dignity He has sufficient for himself and you Were you less noble and less vertuous too Fran. I question not the truth thereof but you I rather think this of your self do do To try if that the name of Queen can move And tempt my resolution for to love Nonant Ah Madam you are cruel to think so More cruel far then in the scorn you shew That I shoo'd be so wicked and so base ' Tabuse not only you but too his Grace I am no Devil Madam you may say And think your pleasure while that I obey For had the Prince not urg'd me o're and o're As I have told you Madam heretofore To make his royal passion known to you Which then I said I was unfit to do I nee're had medled in this love affair The fruit whereof I coo'd not hope to share Helas Heaven knows I careful was to sound And look with diligence into his wound Shewing unto him ' t woo'd not fitting be By reason of the great disparity 'Twixt you and him which he did seem to slight And value for your sake extreamly light To see if it were dangerous or no Before I woo'd resolve to let you know When finding it to be a wound indeed And that he mortally for you did bleed I feared to be guilty of his death In such a case to spare to o'pe my breath Fran. I know not which is greater of these two Your love or wisdom if that you say true But I am firm resolv'd to wed with none And so unto the Prince pray make it known Exeunt The third Scene Enter Zorates Selucious and Admiral Zorates WE must by all means quickly out of hanâ— Seize on the strongest places of the Land Which that we may perform and better do We must declare and to the people shew That the Militia to us does belong And that without our care they can't be strong Nor yet secure so much as for an how'r From any forreign or Domestique pow'r Then put in such in whom we may confide Whose zeal unto the Kingdom has been try'd And thrust out those whom justly we suspect The common good at all not to
Do as you 've done use them extreamly rude King But that will but provoke them more and more Car. The way to keep them down 's to keep them poor For shoo'd your Highness let them wealthy grow And suffer them no misery to know They woo'd on all occasions able be For to rebell against your Majestie King But we have pas't our Royal word to ease Them of their taxes if that them will please Card. Then you have done that which you will repent Think you they will with that themselves content No no upon my word they will pull down If that they can from off your head your Crown I know too well the nature of those men How that there 's not amongst them one in ten Which truly loves the title of a King So is it to them such an odious thing They woo'd that all men shoo'd in common live And have no Law but what themselves do give Marshal enters Marsh. Your Lord High Admiral implease your Grace Was even now arrested 'fore my face And carry'd to the Castle in all hast There close pâ—isoner to be shut up fast King What says our Marshal speak it once again For to conceive you we have mighty pain Card. I cannot blame your Highness 't is a thing Sufficient to astonish any King Marsh. Your Admiral implease you Sir I say Was carry'd even now by force away King Who is 't that was so sawcy and so bold Without our order on him to lay hold Marsh. The men which did the other day by Bill Present unto your Grace your peoples will King Our Admiral in prison can it be Just Heavens tho 't cost our Crown wee 'le set him free We will not long there suffer him to lie And too much less consent he e're shall die To us his services are too well known To let him under such a burthen groan We cannot with him so un-King-like deal Who has so much oblig'd our Common-weal No no wee 'le make those blacker souls to know That more respect to us they ought to shew Then to arrest without our Royal leave Any which we don 't criminal conceive Think they we hold this Scepter here in vain And over us will suffer them to raign Men namely which more cruel are then wise Which God and all Religion do despise Or think they wee 'le content us with the name Of King and not in power be the same No no by Heaven wee 'le make their pride to fall And will be King or else not King at all Go fetch the heads of those two Monsters straite And clap them fast upon the City gate To serve for terror and example too To any that hereafter so woo'd do And break the prison doors to set him free For wee 'le not stay until they op'ned be Marsh. Implease your Grace I 'le make what speed I may Your Majesty in this for to obey Exit Card. This is the language of a King indeed And of such men the means for to be free'd Shoo'd not your Highness with such rigour deal You 'de quickly overthrow your Common-weal It is no little danger for to give The rains to such which know not how to live King 'T is true my Lord but yet too strict a course Oftimes does make some men but ten times worse Had we to deal with men of wit and sence They coo'd not be misâ—ed by ought pretence Pray Heaven our Kingdom and our Crown defend From that which we so much do apprehend Car. What can your Highness apprehend I 'de know Considering that you have no forraign foe King A Domestick one is worse my Lord by far Shoo'd we be forced to a Civil war Card. That 's not likely they may perchance rebell But long resist believ 't they cannot tell Because you do possess implease your Grace Ev'ry Town of strength and war-like place King VVell hap how 't will we Heaven to witness take VVe will not strike until that us they make And 't shall be with regret and sorrow too So 'gainst our Subjects to be forc't to do Enter Spedicious with a dispatch from Spain Sped My Lord does humbly kiss your Highness hands And too with all sent me with these commands 'T is news implease your Majesty from Spain To tell you how the match they entertain King Here kiss our hand how does your Master well Has no mischance him in the way befell Sped No none implease your Majestie he did Arrive with acclamations at Madrid So joyful were the people for to hear The cause and Subject of his coming there King T is well our business needs must take effect Since that the common people it affect Exeunt The fourth Scene Enter Francina alone Franc. THe Prince love me and so against my will Repeat and urge me him for to fulfill Good Heavens what kind of man and Lover's he So for another to transported be As be more earnest in the Princes cause Then in his own as then I found he was VVas it for want of Love why then did he Press it with so much importunity Since that he coo'd not chuse but know the good Must needs redown to me and all my blood And if he lov'd me as I do believe VVhy did he seek a Rival to receive It was because I might a Princess be No doubt which is in love a mysterie That on his own content shoo'd so contem To let his Mistress wear a Diadem Oh love not to be equall'd now I must Or love again or else be most unjust He that my scorn and slight coo'd not offend Ought in all reason to my love pretend 'T is not a Crown can pluck away the dart VVhich love has shot so deep into my heart Nor yet much less the name of Queen remove The resolution I have took to love Such poor respects in love ought not to be Nor will I suffer they shall be in me No no but I will love without respect Since he himself for me can so neglect Prince enters Prince Dear Madam all alone what have you none To tell your grief to but your self alone Or is 't a secret you will not impart Least you shoo'd meet with a deceitful heart Trust me sweet Madam with 't I will not deal So much unlike a Prince as it reveal Fran. That Sir I hope you 'le think not I do fear Shoo'd I to make it known to you forbear It may be such a foolish trifling thing Not worth the ear of him that will be King Prince Madam if it be fit to move you so It cannot be unfit for me to know Pray tell it me that I may likewise grieve The matter merits it I do believe Fran. That which in justice ought to make me weep Ought not in reason for to break your sleep For all the world I woo'd not speak that thing Which might unto your Highness sorrow bring Prince Ah dear Madam your words are killing sweet To make them good I wish
thought thou woo'dst have prov'd So much ingrate as such a thing have mov'd Consid'ring that to thee I made it known As to a person I esteemâ—d alone As one I thought so honest and so true It was but just and reason so to do Yet notwithstanding thou hast dealt with me As if I had been thy sworn enemy And made no conscience to betray the trust I put in thee which I conceiv'd so just Say didst thou love her or did she love thee Fore thee I chose my messenger to be VVhy did'st thou then to me not make it known That I might have resolv'd t' have let 't alone Or if thou saw'st my passion was so great That nought but Death coo'd take away the heat VVhy did'st thou not in duty to my flame Hazard thy life for to maintain the same Prefer thy Princes ease before â—hy own Had'st thou been honest thou woo'dst so have done Speak man thou waxest pale when thou shood'st blush As if thoâ— car'dst not for thy sin a rush Ah Heavens what height of wickedness is this Not to be sorry when one does amiss Confess thy fault before I send thy earth Unto the place where 't was before thy birth Repent repent thou knowest thy offence And at the least say something in pretence VVhat art thou deaf or hast thou lost thy speech Or does thy guilt to thee this silence teach Speak Traytor speak for to prevent my arm Before thou answer'st me to do thee harm Non. Sir were I guilty as you think I am I shoo'd be glad you woo'd correct the same Nor woo'd I speak your fury to prevent Had I this present any such intent It woo'd implease you Sir be somewhat rude Me by my silence faulty to conclude The news you tell me is to me so strange That quite and clean it does my nature change As when some sudden mischief we do hear We pale and speechless presently appear I must confess I have Francina lovâ—d And some such thing unto her likewise mov'd But 't was before your passion did appear And for my motion I was nee're the near For did you know but with what scorn and pride She answer'd me Sir and my sute deny'd You 'd pitty me and say she was too blame To use so hardly such an honest flame Which was the reason I was loth to move You may be pleas'd to call to mind your Love For fear Sir that your business for my sake Might not unto your wishes fully take Prince That fear was needless I must tell thee since It was a message sent her from a Prince What scorn so e're she might have us'd to thee Was no conclusion shee 'd do so to me Go go this is a very poor pretence And little serves to colour thy offence Non. Just Heav'n which knows the hearts of all full well Will never send my soul for this to Hell VVere I but faulty only but in this I might presume I never did amiss As for such fear you say there was no need How oft are men forc't for their Right to plead And after all their pains likewise at last For want of a good Pleader too are cast Yet did you know or woo'd you but believe The pains I took to make her to conceive Her interest and how you loved her You woo'd not judge so hardly of me Sir Prince Men judge thou know'st of things by the event And I from her own mouth pass my judgement Non. From her own mouth what is 't implease your Grace Prince That thou hast in her heart the chiefest place Non. That she loves me Oh Sir it cannot be Since she woo'd never marry she told me I will not say your Highness is deceiv'd But I may say 't is hard to be believ'd D' you think it likely she woo'd me prefer My birth and fortune 'fore your self great Sir No no 't is not whatever she may say She does but with my former passion play VVomen Sir too ambitious are you know To let a Crown and Scepter so to go Had she a mind to go to any's bed She woo'd no doubt your Highness quickly wed The name of Queen is such a pleasing bit That ev'ry one is greedy after it Prince VVhich makes me think thou hast by Magick art Rather abus'd then fairly got her heart For if 't were otherwise why shoo'dst thou gain That with such ease which I cannot with pain Non. That I to gain her heart shoo'd witchcraft use And so not only her but you abuse Oh Sir you told me you woo'd send this earth Unto the place where 't was before its birth Do do it quickly for to rid my pain And me remove from that which you call gain Let not this body which is so possest Here in this world Sir any longer rest But send it headlong quickly down to Hell There with its black Companions for to dwell Yet 'fore I die here on my bended knee Do I bequeath Francina willingly All all the interest which I have in her Henceforward I do give unto you Sir And wish she may so to your wishes prove That you may nee're repent you e're did love I know she is too poor a gift for you But I can do no more then I can do Since that my life to you is so suspect 'T is fit my Death shoo'd witness my respect Stobs himself Prince Hold goodness hold I woo'd not be the cause That thou shoo'dst so transgress Dame Natures Laws As be unto thy self so much unkind Because my passion is so monstrous blind He goes Ah Heav'ns woo'd I had now the pow'r To keep Death hence but only for an how'r To let him see before he shuts his eyes How this last action does me sacrifize To thank his kindness and to let him know How much unto his vertue I do owe. He stirs not yet good Gods assist my hand To raise him up and likewise make him stand I was too blame by Heav'n I was unjust To recompence his pains with such mistrust I feel no breath there does no life appear What woo'd Francina say were she now here To see her dearest Dear thus speechless lye Upon the ground and I here standing by See where she comes as if she summon'd were By his last breath this instant to appear Francina enters Fran. I dreamt last night a very scurvy dream Which strange unto my soul I vow does seem Which is the cause of this my coming here Not out of hopes 't is true but out of fear At twelve a Clock the hower I do keep I was no sooner laid to go to sleep But presently into my thoughts did come My Lord past by this way unto his Tomb. Something there was about the Prince likewise But in a fâ—ight I striving for to rise Was the occasion I forgot the rest Being at that time with too much possest Prince Something of me good Madam be so kind As for my sake to call it unto mind That I
again And so reform the Kingdom but in vain VVhat need we fear his anger 't is the Law VVe ought to apprehend and stand in awe VVhich Law so long as we do but obey VVe need not care what men of us do say Nor fear ought forraign or domestick force For Heav'n's too just to prosper such a course Crocus enters Cro. 'T is over all the Town that with a Pow'r The Spanish Princess's landed at this how'r And 's marching withall speed unto the King Unto his Highness succours for to bring The City 's at their wits end what to do And do desire for to advise with you Selu What think you now my fear was it now just Another time will you my counsel trust Zor Ah Heav'ns who woo'd have thought we e're shoo'd be Reduc'd to any such perplexity VVho woo'd have thought thou woo'dst have left us so To be thus put to 't by a forraign foe How many say they's landed on our shore Cro. Forty thousand armed men some say more Zor Forty thousand a little number too And we must think too what we have to do Exeunt The third Scene Enter Bellarious Bell. SYmphrona turn Religious can it be Ah Heav'ns why gave ye me my liberty VVhy to my prayers did ye bend your ear VVhen that ye knew Symphrona woo'd not hear VVhen that ye knew Symphrona's cruel mind VVhy to my wishes did ye prove so kind VVoo'd I among the Turks had stay'd till now And never to come thence had made a vow I shoo'd have been more quiet in my mind Then now I am to see her thus unkind Ah Love is this the Joy you promis'd me Reward you thus a Lovers constancy Is this the recompence of all my pain Of all my sighs and tears is this the gain Then henceforth Lovers warned be by me VVith women never more in love to be But why blame I Symphrona no thy choice As 't makes me sad so does it me rejoyce Thou 'st chosen well Symphrona and I am Contented to be rival'd by thy flame And Love as she 's resolv'd so am I too Nee're with thy weapons more to have to do But quietly into some silent wood VVhere noise of birds is only understood VVill I retire my self to live and die And meditate upon Eternity Calling to mind the shortness of this life How full it is of Evils and of strife How ev'ry thing which we court here below VVith so much passion soon away does go Come come my soul and let us search a Cell VVhere thee and I most lovingly will dwell Exit The fourth Scene Enter Francina alone Fran. HOw quiet are my thoughts me thinks since I Resolv'd to go into a Nunnery Since I resolv'd to bid this world adieu And with its follies have no more to do The time that I have spent to make me brave And nee're so much as thought upon a Grave Nee're call'd to mind this body which I fed VVith so much care must one day Earth re-wed The howers I at Cards have play'd away And never thought upon my latter day Nee're thought upon the Count which I must give For all my actions when I cease to live How I have study'd mortals for to move And been with ev'ry thing but Heav'n in love Kind Heav'n forgive me and accept the vow VVhich I intend to make unto you now Madam the business I do come about Symphrona enters VVill make you wonder and admire no doubt It is a thing so hard for to believe That you 'le have pain it meerly to conceive Sym. Pray save me so much pain and let me hear That which you think will so much stun my ear Yet if that one may judge by outward show Your habit speaks you to this world a foe Fran. You have it Madam I am so indeed And so will make it to appear with speed I hate this world and all that is in it And am resolv'd it utterly to quit The sweet discourse you made of Heav'n above Did take me so that I 'me thereof in love And do intend to pass my dayes with you If you so Madam please to let me do Sym. With all my soul sweet Madam I rejoyce That you at last have made so good a choice And cannot chuse but wonder as you say That you shoo'd fancy so divine a way You may be sure the husband you do take Will use you well and never you forsake As other husbands too too often do To such as merit otherwise you know Besides for Dowry he will give you Heav'n Which is the grâ—atest gift that can be g'ven Not for a moment but for e'â—e and e're Which is a term 'mongst men youâ—le meet with nee'râ— Come sister let us go and make an end Of that which you do tell me you intend For that 's the name I 'le henceforth call you by Since you resolve to vow Virginity Fran. 'T is too much honour Madam to be so Pray Heav'n in vertue I may like you grow The fifth Scene Enter King and followers King REtire Ah Heav'ns you know how 'gainst my will Exeunt I go about my Subjects blood to spill With what remorse this sword of mine I draw To make my people to obey my Law Woo'd they woo'd see their folly and let go Those Lords which I demand without a blow Or woo'd you 'd be so kind as tell me how My honour I might save and fight not now For what can I by such a battle get Although I conquer but a sad regret Marshal enters Marsh. A hundred thousand men implease your Grace Are marching out the Town a mighty pace With an intent the Spanish force to meet And home again them back again to beat As many too behind are said to be Provided well to charge your Majestie In case you shoo'd Sir with your Royal force Go forward for to interrupt their course My opinion the best way you can take Is with them an agreement for to make And condescend to that they stand upon If to no easier terms they can't be won â—or all the common people with one heart Resolve with goods and lives to take their part I 've divers reâ—sons which 〈◊〉 perswade ' Tadvise your Majestie as I have said But that which chiefly moves me I protest Is that the Prince will fight amongst the rest Now as the chance of war's not sure at all So may it be his fortune for to fall Which if he shoo'd I 'me sure that you woo'd give Those Lords and Kingdom too to make him live Besides the Princess whom you tender so If that she shoo'd be taken by the foe You are not certain how they 'le use her Sir Which may hereafter cause an endless stir Between your Highness and the King of Spain Treating so ill his daughter and her Train Shoo'd you o'recome which is the most you can Expect or look for at the hands of man D' you think a stranger having taken foot Will home return without
some other boot No no believe me he will make you â—ight Before hee 'le go for that which is your Right The French likewise Sir having nought to do Will lose no time you may be sure on 't too But will make hay whil'st that the Sun shall shine Pretending to your party to encline But when they 're in the way to get them out Will be no easie matter too no doubt In story we may read some such event When King and Subject have had discontent Whereas if you your peoples love coo'd gain You need not care a fig for France nor Spain There 's nee're a stroke struck yet one word may now Do that which one day you may not know how King What sayes the Traytor take him hence to dwell With those infernal fire-brands of Hell What mak'st thou me a Coward or a King Thou foul-mouth'd-fellow to utter such a thing Doest think thou Traytor that we bear this sword To cut off those that do obey our â—ord No no thou worst of men wee 'le make thee know Those Rebels too what duty they do owe And not so eas'ly yield unto their lust Those men that to our Crown have prov'd so just That Prince's not fit a Scepter for to hold That will be by his Subjects so controul'd And since that Heav'n has put it in our hand Wee 'le sway it to the terrour of the Land Wee 'le sway it to the terrour of all those That do appear to be our Kingdoms foes Whereof with reason we suspect you one VVherefore secure him till our pleasure 's known Carried to prison The greatest treason commonly comes in Maskt with advice upon our souls to win The easier acceptation and so trappans Our very reason into our enemies hands Sotus enters Sotus The Prince implease you Sir sent me in haste To tell you that more time he will not waste But without fail will through the foe make way To kiss your Royal hands this very day The Cavilry together with the foot Are in a fighting posture ready put King Heav'n prosper his advance wee 're ready too And will endeavour likewise to cut throw And clear his passage to our Royal Place VVherefore my Lords let 's more then go apace Exeunt The sixth Scene Enter Zorates and Selucious Selu BUT what if the King o'recomes and gets the day VVhat will become of us we cannot run away The Sea-ports ev'ry where are so secur'd VVe cannot hope t' escape be you assur'd Nor in the City can we shelter have For ev'ry man himself will strive to save And rather then their lives and fortunes loose Be ready for us for to make a noose Zor Still fears and doubts 't is ominous I swear And does presage our ruine I do fear Success in ought attempt is only when VVe march on boldly and nee're look back agen The Gods are just and will reward our care Much better then you think for never fear Besides do not the Prophets of our Age Tell us we shall prevail against their rage They know the mind of Heav'n to which we must And ought in reason too for to give trust Selu Were not our cause much better then their skill For all their Art I shoo'd be fearfull still Their knowledge is not certain so to be Nor trusted too as infallibility They oft'ner miss then hit the mark I know How e're the vulgar sort they cozen so Crocus enters Cro. The King is victor and the City flies To him for mercy with exceeding cryes There 's nought discoursâ—d but Presents for the King And how they may contentment to him bring How that they may procure his wonted grace And like loyal Subjects look him in the face Zor Then we are lost and by the people too We shall be left which is our double wo. They that to a multitude will trust Are worse then mad although the cause be just Just or unjust to them it is all one Success having pow'r to make it so alone Selu 'T is true it has amongst the vulgar sort But with the best it has but mean report Men that have reason for to judge aright In ought success take not so much delight So to abuse their judgement as conclude The cause is just cause conquest is refus'd Well be 't how 't will how ever I have been Drawn in by you my Lord thus overseen I ever thought the course that we did take Woo'd one day make your head and mine to ake Cro. What no reward for this so happy news aside I 've known the time my pains not so to loose Zor I ever thought your fear woo'd us undo Wherefore my Lord farewell farewell adieu Offers to go Enter the Maior of the City with his Common-Council and Officers Maior Stay Traytors stay and leave your heads behind To pacifie an'appease his Graces mind We had not thus resisted had not you With your perswasions urg'd us thereunto You 've drawn us in and we will draw you out And leave you to his mercy without doubt Exeunt Enter King with his Life-Guard King Break down the City Gates and likewise then Bring us the heads of those rebellious men My Lords that are restrain'd at freedom set With fire and sword make way to all that let Sotus enters Sotus Implease you Sir now at your Palace Gate The City with those Traytors now do wait With halters 'bout their necks to testifie Their true compunction to your Majestie King This forc't repentance never can be good 'T is as unâ—holsom as water in the blood Where is the man to save himself will not Counterfeit a grief so to be forgot That is a baite Rebellion layes to catch An easie faith a greater harm to watch VVe will not so be cosen'd they must die Not our will so much as our necessity My Lord you 're welcome to us once agen Cardinal and Admiral enters VVhom never more we ever thought t' have seen Such was the fury of this peoples rage VVhich nothing but a Crown coo'd them asswage Or your dear lives which are to us so dear Rather then lose our Crown wee 'd never wear Card. Sir such expressions we do not deserve But from our duty we will never swerve Restraint nay life it self is too too low A pledge of that allegiance we do owe. Our being here woo'd but a burthen be To us wer 't not to 〈◊〉 your Majestie Enter Prince and Princess Flora with the Spanish Train and the rest of the Officers of the Army King There comes th' Iâ—â—anta whom we long'd to see And did expect with such impatiency VVelcome fair Flora welcome to our Land VVe and all our Subjects are at your Command No wonder at our conquest since your eyes Have pow'r alone to kill and sacrifice Princess VVrong not the valour of these Heroes so As that this Conquest ought to me does owe Nor yet the justness of your cause Great Sir Which now has ended all this coyle and stir Though cause