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A77567	Five nevv playes, viz. The English moor, or the mock-marriage. The love-sick court, or the ambitious politique: Covent Garden weeded. The nevv academy, or the nevv exchange. The queen and concubine. / By Richard Brome.	Brome, Richard, d. 1652?; Brome, Richard, d. 1652? English Moor.; Brome, Richard, d. 1652? Love-sick court.; Brome, Richard, d. 1652? Covent Garden weeded.; Brome, Ricahrd, d. 1652?. New academy.; Brome, Richard, d. 1652? Queen and concubine.	1659 (1659)	Wing B4872; Thomason E1782_1; Thomason E1782_2; Thomason E1782_3; Thomason E1782_4; Thomason E1782_5; ESTC R209758	271,627	554

shall have Madam Alin. You made not choise of men of Resolution Flav. They were the same exasperate cashier'd Souldiers That sware so valiantly against Eulalia Alin. Many that pass for Souldiers dare swear valiantly That dare not fight Flav. Many that dare not fight Dare do a murther Madam such a tame one too I am confident they have kill'd her however I have done my best Alin. Thou hast done nothing whilst that woman lives The work was not so course that your own hand Could have disdain'd it Sir if you had lov'd me So leave me negligent Fellow Flav. Her first months Majesty hath wip'd out The memorie of all her former dayes I must not lose her though this hand then soon Must do the work be 't not already done Exit King How cheers my love what ominous aspect Hath wrought this sad Eclipse upon that Beautie VVhose radiancie onely is my life Cast by this veil of sadness quit my fears And from my Browes wipe off a score of years No what must then remove it or dispell These Clouds that from the anguish of thy heart Do cast this shadow ore my happiness Alin. I must not will not name it but you said You would do something which it seems Your wavering love neglects King Can I neglect A duty that belongs to my Alinda Speak it again and by my first nights bliss I had with thee by this kiss and by this I le treble in performance all my promises Alin. Y' are dull in your performances I will Not name a request the second time although my life Your dignitie and your Kingdoms safetie Lie on the rack for 't King She will not name 't again Her last request was for the head of Sforza Her arrogant proud Father whose perversness Checq'd at her due promotion and whose life Swolne up with Popularitie was my danger Threatning no less then ruine on my State She will not name 't again poor tender soul Lest she might fall into th' interpretation Of an unnatural child yet for my safetie She suffers in desire to have it done I have prevented her desire 't is done I know Petruccio his Antagonist Who had my warrant and Signet for it VVould not be slack in th' execution Come sweet be fearless that which your mild goodness Is now so timerous to name is done Alin. Is she pursu'd and put to death King What she Alind. Nay I have said again King Sforza my dearest life th' unnatural Homicide That sought thy life and mine is put to death Alin. VVhat my dear Father King VVas it not your Desire Enter Petruccio Here comes sure Testimony speak Petruccio I will not ask Is 't done but speak the manner How Sforza di'd Petr. A self-wil'd obstinate man Such as he liv'd he di'd and gracious Madam That a more bloody Spectacle should not move Your tender nature to compunction I brought But this inseparate Adjunct of his malicious Head a Jewel Against you the King and the whole Kingdoms good Alin. This is a token most infallible The Jewel that none but the cold hand of Death Could ravish from him 'T is done The fear of him is like a storm blown ore 'T is done but this is yet but part of that full satisfaction That must confirm my safetie Pray my Lord side You fatal instrument of my Fathers blood Let me not look upon you King Nay Alinda Exit Petruccio You must not be so sad your gentle sorrow In those obsequious Tears express'd shew nature And Filial pietie as he was your Father But think upon your wrongs my dangers and your own Alin. Alas my Lord think you withall a Father Is not so early forgot But sorrow leave me And do you give me leave to think that now It is no less a Childs part to embrace Revenge then sorrow for a Fathers loss King How means my love Alin. She lives that was his Ruine You may remember whom I mean Eulalia Till now I had no Plea against her life Onely my care of you might wish her Death For your security Her fowl Adultery And secret Practices against your Crown Were nothing unto me compar'd with this Now I have lost a Father she the cause He suffers she survives where are your Laws King Sweet be content Alin. Content your self great Sir With your black infamie sit down content On your Majestick Throne the President Of Capital contented Cuckolds do Till all your Subjects dance the Hornpipe too King Nay dear Alinda do but think Alin. Think what VVhat on a course to be reveng'd on you To serve you in that kind my self Kin. O torment Alin. Or rather let me think your lustful purpose VVas but to rob me of my Virgin-Honour And that you put her by but for a time Until my youth had quench'd your Appetite Then to recal her home to your embraces She is your wife it seems then still not I King You have awak'd me from a Lethargie In which I was confounded now I see She and mine Honour cannot live at once She dies Alinda Alin. And you may consider A little further yet Sir if you please You Father and maintain a Son your own I cannot safely say and therefore more Is my vexation who demeans himself Not towards me like one that were your wife King Hee 's also doom'd already my Alinda Alin. It may prevent a greater strife hereafter Should he but live t' inherit Lands and Titles That must belong to yours and my succession King Thy wisdom inspir'd me all shall be Be thou but my Alinda rul'd by thee Alin. Seal you that Grant with this kiss I Seal mine My glories were eclips'd but now they shine ACT. IV. Scoen. I. Enter Poggio Lollio two Countrey-men with Eulalia Eul. Y' Are welcome Friends your prayers and good wishes Are comforts to me yet without danger of the Proclamation Pog. Madam the Court in all the Braverie It boasts and borrows cannot so rejoyce In the bright shining Beauty of their Queen As we in your enjoying in this plainness Their Bells and Bonfires Tilts and Tournaments Their Feasts and Banquets Musicks and costly shews How ere unpaid for shall not outpass our loves Eul. Be you as confident I will not wrong A man among you therefore pray reserve What is your own and warrant your own safety Pogg. But how you 'll live we know not we are now In our old former Health the Countrey 's cur'd Your Practice at an end unless you had The common gift of most Physitians To make as many sick as you make sound You will not find a Patient in seven years Eul. But I have other Arts sufficient skill In works of several kinds the Needle Loome The Wheel the Frame the Net-Pin and choice of Fingers works are most familiar with me Lol. And can you handle the Bobbins well good Woman Make statute-Lace you shall have my Daughter Pogg. And mine to make Tape-Purles can you do it Eul. Yes and teach all your children works to

then burn up higher still and higher You warm you at such fire 't is we walk through 't The hobnayl'd Common wealth must tread it out Andr. So now away with him Hang him first d' ye hear He has the bast clothes that will encourage The Hangman the better to turn the rest after him Enter Eulalia Lodovico Enl. Whither away with him Pog. So now you see what 's become of your fine speeches Eul. Will ye 'gainst all my Counsels and requests Persist to pull destruction by taking others lives upon your own And seem to carry it as in care for me Pog. No 't is in care of our selves because we know Not to breed our Children honestly without you Eul. Have I not often councell'd and entreated You would forbear Lol. Your councels and entreats We are bound to disobey by Proclamation For we must grant you nothing Andr. VVell found out Pog. And therefore if you say Hang not this man We are bound to hang him we will shew our selves the Kings Subjects not yours Lod. If you can answer 't to the King 't is well His Majesty is here at hand Eul. Go leave him unto me Andr. The King at hand 't is time for us to look about us Lol. Must not we be hang'd now Pog. It will be so without all peradventure Eul. Release your Prisoner set him free and go send the rest of the confederats Exeunt Guard Alphonso kneeles Alph. I was not bound till now I have no power to move or stir a limb O sacred Queen use mercy in adjudging me To present death to quit me of the torment That rages all upon me all within me The sight of you has shot more paines into me Then I have drops of blood O let me die Eul. I cannot give thee death nor will my prayers Be prevalent for thy cure poor sinful man Till thou layst ope the cause of thy disease Thy hainous sin by fair and free confession Alph. I hope no cure and therefore ask no life But the Kings Justice to afford me death That is no less deserved then desir'd For I confess This my Device was but To make my way to you t' have murder'd you Enter two Lieutenants Doctor and Midwife Wrought thereunto by Alinda's Instigation More I confess The Evidence against you Whereby you were despos'd was false And all these witnesses which now do bring Addition to my torment did I hire Both for their perjury past and for their late Attempt upon your life with the Queens money Eul. Do you confess it Omn. Heaven Pardon our misdeed it is most true Eul. Heaven grant you all your cures Omn. All blessings on the Queen Eul. All was confess'd before by Fabio and Strozzo And you do well to seem so penitent I do forgive you and will plead your pardon unto the King Alph. Your sacred mercy Madam shall save a life then to be spent in Praises and Prayers for your Grace Eul. Go and pray for grace to mend your lives Exeunt offenders So let 's now to the King Lod. Now look you about you cast your Coats and instantly Hast to the Curat hee 's preparing sports In speech and Dance to entertain the King Go and assist him that must be the way To gain your Pardons Andr. Come then let 's away No longer Brothers of the Bench wee 'l be But of the Revels for his Majesty Scoen. VIII. Recorders Enter King Horatio Sforza Petruccio King These troubles over let us now Surveigh this part of my Possession I never saw before I could contemplate This late neglected peece of my Estate To be the happiest sure it is no less To those that think on earth there 's happiness The Air disperseth pleasure and the Earth Of fresh delight to every step gives birth Here plentie grows and above it content Ore spreads the Face of all the Continent Eulalia thou art happy and didst rise Not fall from Court into this Paradise Thy can it move my admiration much Thy vertue wrought the change and made it such Sfor. My Lord the King is sad what shall we do Hor. I am as sad as he and should be dead If he were dead and therefore no fit member To make Him merry I try your vein with him Tell him your Daughters dying that may cheer him Sfor. Are you so tart Court Blain-worm King Yet can I smile in midst of grief to think How the Court malice hath been wav'd and punished By Rustical simplicitie Petr. The Sun Appears again in the Kings smiles observe Hor. I thank your Majestie that sweet smile reviv'd me King Who smil'd Hor. not I I 'm sure did you or you There could be no such thing who dares be merry when the King 's sad Shalmes Petr. Yes here are some now coming I hear 'm that are merry in hope to make the King so Scoen. IX. Enter Curat richly rob'd and Crown'd with Bays playing on a Fiddle many School Boys with Skaerfes and Nosegays c. then follow Gonzago dress'd and Crown'd as Queen of the Girles following her at last Eulalia supported by Lodovico and Andrea Alphanso Strozzo Fabio D. Midwife The former being all pass'd over the Stage they kneel to the King King O my Enlalia Eul. Still the most humble Handmaid To your high Majestie King Thy words are sweet Yet to my guiltie sense they are not less Then thunder bolts fram'd of the wrongs I shot Against the Heavenly Region of thy mind And 't is but Justice that the repercussion Do strike me dead Eul. No Passion mighty Sir Hor. O my sweet Queen but I am thunder struck Andr. Old Lad art there still sick o th' Kings disease aside Eul. If I may presume of any favour vouchsafe a glance on these Alphonso Stro. Fab. Doctor and Mid. Besech your Highness Enter Curat Gonzago in his hand veil'd three or four Lasses Cur. Thus have you seen great King in best array Nostri Discipuli have made Holy-day Whilst I their Paedagogue or pettie King Present in hand this little Royal Thing Yclep'd their Queen or Mistriss certe fallor For that 's the Royal School Mistress as we call her And this her under Usher vey'ld is she Dreading the Power of shinning Majesty Might dazle her Dancing for nunc est saltandum And here are Lads and Lasses that at Random Have left their works as we the School Templum To follow us 't is Regis ad Exemplum The youth's are muffled for their better graces Though you may like their feet youl 'd blame their Faces But I le not trouble you with long Oration Because I had but short precogitation Dance Hor. His Highness thanks you and hath here dispos'd An hundred Duccats in this Purse inclos'd Drink it amongst ye to the Kings well faring And see there be no falling out i th' sharing So make your Exit Cur. Non simus ingrati Rex Regina semper sint Beati Exeunt Curat and Lasses Eul. Stay you a while Manent Fabio

That you are a monstrous cuckold and deserve it Quic. Knowing my safety then and their foul errors Have I not cause to laugh Yes in abundance Now note my plot the height of my invention I have already given out to some That I have certain knowledge you are dead And have had private burial in the countrey At which my shame not grief forbad my presence Yet some way to make known unto the world A husbands duty I resolve to make A certain kind of feast which shall advance My joy above the reach of spight or chance Mil. May I partake Sir of your rich conceit Quic. To morrow night expires your limited moneth Of vow'd virginity It shall be such a night In which I mean thy beauty shall break forth And dazle with amazement even to death Those my malicious enemies that rejoyc'd In thy suppos'd escape and my vexation I will envite 'hem all to such a feast As shall fetch blushes from the boldest guest I have the first course ready Mil. And if I a side one knocks Fail in the second blame my houswifery Qui. Away some body comes I guess of them That have jeer'd me whom I must jeer again Ex. Mil. Gallants y' are welcom I was sending for ye En. Nat. Nat. To give us that we come for Vin. Ed. Qui. What may that be Vin. Trifles you have of ours Qui. Of yours my Masters Ed. Yes you have in mortgage Three-score pound Land of mine inheritance Vin. And my Annuity of a hundred Marks Nat. And Jewels Watches Plate and cloaths of mine Pawn'd for four hundred pound Will you restore all Qui. You know all these were forfeited long since Yet I 'le come roundly to you Gentlemen Ha' you brought my moneys and my interest Nat. No surely But we 'le come as roundly to you As moneyless Gentlemen can You know Good Offices are ready money Sir Qui. But have you Offices to sell good Sirs Nat. We mean to do you Offices worth your money Qui. As how I pray you Nat. Marry Sir as thus We 'le help you to a man that has a friend Vin. That knows a party that can go to the house Ed. Where a Gentleman dwelt that knew a Scholar Nat. That was exceeding wel acquainted with a Traveler Vi. That made report of a great Magician beyond the Seas Ed. That might ha' been as likely as any man in all the world Nat. To have helpt you to your wife again Qui. You are the merriest mates that ere I cop'd withal But to be serious Gentlemen I am satisfied Concerning my lost Wife She has made even With me and all the World Nat. What is she dead Qui. Dead Dead And therefore as men use to mourn For kind and loving wives and call their friends Their choicest friends unto a solemn banquet Serv'd out with sighs and sadness while the widowers Blubber and bath in tears which they do seem To wring out of their fingers ends and noses And after all the demure ceremony Are subject to be thought dissemblers I To avoid the scandal of Hypocresie Because 't is plain she lov'd me not invite You and your like that lov'd her and not me To see me in the pride of my rejoycings You shall find entertainment worth your company And that let me intreat to morrow night Nat. You shall ha' mine Vin. To morrow night say you Quic. Yes gallants fail not as you wish to view Your mortgages and pawns again Adieu Exit Nat. We came to jear the Jew and he jears us Vin. How glad the raschal is for his Wives death Nat. An honest man could not have had such luck Ed. He has some further end in 't could we guess it Then a meer merriment for his dead wives riddance Vin. Perhaps he has got a new Wife and intends To make a funeral and a Marriage feast In one to hedge in charges Ed. He 'il be hang'd rather then marry again Nat. Zooks would he had some devilish jealous hilding 'T would be a rare addition to his mirth For us to bring our antick in betwixt 'em Of his changling Bastard Vin. How ere we 'll grace his feast with our presentment Nat. When 's the Buzzard Vin. We left him with his foster father Arnold Busy at rehearsal practising their parts Ed. They shall be perfect by to morrow night Nat. If not unto our profit our delight Exeunt omnes ACT 4. SCENE 3. Theophilus Lucy Lu. Brother be comforted The. Let not the name Or empty sound of comfort mix with th' air That must invade these ears They are not capable Or if they be they dare not for themselves Give the conveyance of a sillable Into my heart that speak not grief or sorrow Lu. Be griev'd then I le grieve with you For each sigh You waste for Millicents untimely death I le spend a tear for your as fruitless sorrow The. That 's most unsutable y' are no company For me to grieve with if you grieve for me Take the same cause with me you are no friend Or sister else of mine It is enough To set the world a weeping Lu. So it is All but the stony part of 't The. Now you are right Her husband 's of that part He cannot weep by nature But I le find A way by art in Chymistry to melt him At least extract some drops But do you weep Indeed for Millicent What all these tears Lu. All for your love The. She is my love indeed and was my wife But for the empty name of marriage onely But now she 's yours for ever You enjoy her In her fair blessed memory in her goodness And all that has prepar'd her way for glory The. Let me embrace thee sister How I reverence Any fair honour that is done to her Now thou shalt weep no more Thou hast given me comfort In shewing me how she 's mine And tears indeed Are all too weak a sacrifice for her But such as the heart weeps Enter Page Lu. Sit down brother Sing boy the mornful song I bad you practise Song The. Call you this mournful T is a wanton air Go y' are a naughty child indeed I le whip you If you give voice unto such notes Lu. I know not brother how you like the air But in my mind the words are sad Pray read 'em The. They are sad indeed How now my boy dost weep I am not angry now Pa. I do not weep Sir for my self But ther 's a youth without A handsome youth whose sorrow works in me He sayes he wants a service and seeks yours The. Dost thou not know him Pa. No but I pity him The. O good boy that canst weep for a strangers misery The sweetness of thy dear compassion Even melts me too What does he say he is Pa. T is that Sir that will grieve you when you hear it He is a poor kinsman to the gentlewoman Lately deceas'd that you so lov'd and mourn for The. And dost thou let him stay without so long Merciless Villain

the Kings Physitians Exit Tersulus If not to cure him yet to rip the cause Out of his sodain death I guess they 'l finde Your handy-work in 's maw Var. You heard him say It was himself that did it I am clear'd Enter Eupathus Eup. My Lord the King impatient of your stay Has sent it Dis. What has he sent Has he sent means To call this man from death or that from falling After him into th' grave Eup. O heavy spectacle Dis. But come I will not cry tho' Pray assist me In with this body Charity commands When griev'd necessity intreats your hands Exeunt omnes ACT 5. SCENE 2. Geron. The four Rusticks Ger. My Rustici amici your Councel and Your vertue have restor'd me And t is true As Wholom said the good Antisthenes Vertue is armour 'gainst the very fates 1. Rus. We told you for your good good Mr. Geron Fond love became you not 2. Rus. It sat upon your coat like burs or bryars Stuck in the hindlocks of our fleecy sheep Who shake their heads figgle and writh their tayls And bleat for woe sprinkle the ground behind 'em Sometimes I wisse T would make one laugh and pitty 'em And all at once but all remediless Til we with helping wit and hands release 'em Gar. A wise man then in love is like a sheep l'th' bryars As Whilome said 3. Rus. But by the way What was that Whilome Sir you speak much of him But what was he pray Ger. An ancient Britain whom I have affected As idly as my love But I 'le forget it And use that word no more The clowns have found me 4. Rus. But will you now proceed upon your plot For th' honour of Tempe plains and Tempe swains Ger. You can all dance 2. Rus. After our countrey guise 3. Rus. Like so many light horses 1. Rus. So can our wives Who have follow'd us up to Court we thank 'em Pray Juno we get them honestly home again Ger. There is no doubt However fear you nothing As why T is hard to leave off an old custom 2. Rus. The why was out but lome stuck in your teeth Ger. T is well it did so You can dance you say A dance I have projected for the Princess Who ever marries her it shall serve As why 1. Rus. Again 't was eene a comming Ger. You are as quick as why 2. Rus. And there again 1. Rus. Nay we are heads I tell you Master Geron And should have wit and shew 't we can i' th' countrey In the head vein though hear at Court like courtiers We 'll shew it in our heels Pray therefore on Ger. On let us then to practise King and court Shall see to crown their joyes some countrey sport Exeunt omnes ACT 5. SCENE 3. King Justinus Eudina Thymele Attendants King No answer no return Must I intreat Yet have my undeserved favours slighted Thy. Yet Sir your Kingly patience King Stupid folly 'T were longer to attend My vow is past And register'd in heaven the minute is At hand that calls down thonder on me which No tear or prayers can mollifie or aver 't If I upon so long deliberation Shall falsifie So call in Stratocles Exit Attendants Eud. O my dread father Yet one hours patience Till Eupathus or Disanius return One short short hour I may not live so long His wife you nam'd though you may force me take him King I 'le leave that to the Gods Eud. They will forgive Give them your imitation In mercy as in power on earth I know Disanius Went not in vain to call 'em to your presence And him that he brings first into this room O Philocles or Philargus I will take Though he precede the other but one foot I have it by inspiration from the Gods King You are full of dreams Thym. This cannot Sir be long In tryal King Yet I am not bound to wait On those ingrateful men O Stratocles Enter Strato You have from your late Errors which your then Head-strong ambition hurried and cast you in With that humility purg'd your self that I Conceive you now a temperate Man and am Instructed by the clemency of the Gods To cherish and reward your vertue Therefore From their divine appointment as my hands Eud. O mighty Sir King Dare not to disobey me Receive Eudina Str. Royal King and Master Mistake not so the pleasure of the Gods My forfeit life you have forgiven me Your Kingly power and grace might do it You Have given it freely but I took 't with caution By future service to make good your gift But for my forfeit love to fair Eudina And my lost honor to the twin-born brothers There can be no redemption if I add By acceptation of your bounteous offer A second trespass greater then the former King Do you refuse her then Str. In hope shee 'l plead My pardon to your grace Eud. The Gods have wrought Effectually for me King Strangely unexpected Are you become a suppliant Placilla Pla. In the behalf Sir of your loyal subjects Ent. Pla. with a petition The Swains of Tempe King I expected rather News from your unkind brothers See Justinius The Commons rather then I shall bestow kneels My daughter upon Stratocles do beseech me To take a further time Just. Y' are happy Sir In his refusal and in their request They are fair predictions of ensuing joyes To you your daughter and the Kingdom If I may be worthy to divine so much King How ere thy divination proves thy wish Is worth our thanks And we may have Enter Eupathus Glad tidings presently Now Eupathus Where is Disanius Philocles and Philargus Why come they not Eup. They are all at hand my liege This paper may excuse their stay King O do The K. reads the paper They plead excuse then Thym. I am full of fears Eud. And I of sodain joy Plac. Pray all be well The King has struck his breast and seems perplext King Justinius Stratocles read here this Paper Go Eupathus and let them enter Stay Yet go bring them in their prescribed manner I 'le send the woman off whose sodain grief May be a bar to our proceedings Madam Thy. I fear that Garrula has detected me King I must intreat a while your absence Lady Thy. May I presume to ask your reason Sir King My will has been above your question Pray Let me request you go Thy. I know obedience King And go Placilla send old Garrula to me Thy. Now t is most evident O mighty Sir Conceive not worse of me then Garrula Let us appear together King What means this Thy. You may be pleas'd to hear me first King Pray pull not More weight upon your breast then you can bear By your impertinent stay Go I command you Thy. I must obey However t is too late To change the resolution of my fate Exit Thym Pla. King I have not known her thus I fear destraction Fore-runs the voice of grief as to prevent it Heaven

Ho. Excellent Prince I was i' th' way but the Queen put me out on 't Eul. Well well my Lord deliver 't your own way Hor. Then humph humh humh in my own way But by the way no way to derogate From the Kings matchless resolution A word or two of the best Soldier In all the world under the King I mean I know my limits that 's our brave General Lord Sforza Madam your stout Country-man Though our Kings Subject now that bore him so At the great marriage-Triumph in Tourneament Tumbling down Peers and Princes that e'er since He 's cal'd your Champion and the Queens old Souldier Eul. But what of him now in the battail Hor. Marry but this That as we have a King And as the King brings victory nay life Home to his Queen his Country and our comforts Next under Heaven we are to give the praise To this old Souldier to this man the man Indeed another man is not to be Except the King nam'd in this Victory Eul. You seem my Lord to honour Sforza yet Before the King Hor. Excuse me gracious Madam I know my limits what before the King I am an old Courtier I still true to th' Crown But thus it is declar'd that in the battail When in the heat of fight the mingled bloods Of either Army reek'd up to the Sun Dimming its glorious light with gory vapour When slaughter had rang'd round about the field Searching how by advantage to lay hold upon out King Eul. Prithee no more Prin. Good mother Hor. At last she spied and circled him about With Spears and swords so thickly pointed on him That nothing but his sacred valour could Give light for a supply to his relief Which shin'd so through and through his wals of foes As a rich Diamond 'mongst an heap of Ruines And so was found by the quick eye of Sforza When like a Deitie arm'd with wrath and Thunder He cut a path of horror through the Battail Raining down blood about him as he flew Like a prodigious Cloud of pitch and fire Until he pierc'd into the straight wherein The Royal Person of our King was at His last bare stake of one life to a thousand Eul. I dare not hear it yet Hor. Then in a word old Sforza fetcht him off And with his sword which never touch'd in vain Set him i' th' heart of 's Army once again Eul. That I like well Hor. That did your Champion Madam The Queens old Souldier and your Father Lady D' ye simple at it such a Souldier breaths not Only the King except now note the Miracle The King receiv'd and gave new life at once Of and unto his Army which new life Was straight way multipli'd as if the lives Of all the slain on both sides were transfus'd In our remaining part who with a present fury Made on with that advantage on the Foe That the whole field was won as at one blow I am prevented Shout within Victory Scoen. III Enter Captain Drum and Colours King and Sforza Souldiers The King embraces and kisses the Queen the Prince and Alinda King Now cease our Drums and furle our Ensignes up Dismiss the Souldiers hostile Armes surcease Whiles we rejoyce safe in these Armes of Peace Sfor. Go Souldiers better never stood the shock Of danger or made good their Countreys cause Drink this to the Kings health and victory Sold. Heaven bless the King and our good General Sforza Again Long live the King and Sforza Sforza and the King Kin. The King and Sforza Sforza and the King Equal at least and sometimes three notes higher Exit Capt. and Sould. Sound Sforza's name then doth the Kings the voyce Of the wild People as I pass'd along Threw up his praises neerer unto Heaven Ever methought then mine but be it so He has deserv'd well now let me again Embrace the happie comforts of my life Through deadly dangers yea through death it self I am restor'd unto my Heaven on Earth My wife and Son a thousand blessings on thee Say dearest life whose prayers I know have been Successful to me in this doubtful War How welcome am I Eul. That 's more than I can speak For should I bring comparisons of the Spring After a Frosty winter to the Birds Or rich returns of ventures to the Merchant After the twentieth currant news of Shipwrack Redemption from captivity or the Joyes Women conceive after most painful Childbirths All were but Fabulous nothings to the Bliss Your presence brings in answer to my Prayers Heaven heard me at the full when I forget To send due praises thither let me die Most wretched though my gratitude shall never Sleep to th' inferior means e'en to the meanest Souldier assistant to your safe return Especially to you good Sforza Noble Souldier I heard of your fidelitie Sfor. My duty Madam King Are you one of his great Admirers too The world will make an Idol of his Valour While I am but his shadow I le but think on 't Indeed he 's worth your favour he has done wonders Sfor. Let me now speak I may not hear these wonders bounc'd King You do forget your self Eul. What says my Lord King Nay I have done Gonzago you and I have chang'd no words yet I have brought Victory home which may perhaps Be checkt at when my heat shall fall to ashes How will you maintain your Fathers quarrels ore his Grave Prin. I do not hope t' outlive you Sir but if I must I sure shall hope to keep your name and right Alive whilst I live though I cannot hope To have so good a Souldier at my Standard As Warlike Sforza King This is more and worse Then all the rest the childe has spoken plainly I had been nothing without Warlike Sforza I le make him nothing and no longer stand His Cypher that in number makes him ten My Lords my thanks to you for your due care In my late absence Hor. All was Loyal Dutie As we are old Courtiers Sir still true to th' Crown King I have found you faithful Hor. It befits true Statesmen Watchful to be at home 'gainst civil harms When Kings expose themselves to hostile Arms King There 's a State-Rime now but Horatio Has not Petruccio visited the Court Since our departure Hor. Pox on Petruccio Bless me and be good to me how thinks your Grace of my Allegiance and can ask Me that Question King Now he is in his Fit Hor. The Hangman take him Petruccio King Peugh peugh I hate to name him How can you think your State had been secur'd If he had breath'd amongst us That vile wretch Whom in your Kingly wisdom you did banish The Court for a most dangerous Male-content After his just repulse from being your General When he durst stand in Competition VVith brave deserving Sforza here the best Most absolute Souldier of the world King Still Sforza Hor. Except your Majesty King There is an Exception wrung out Hor. He come at Court by

mens misery not to know it Exit Sfor. It is decreed of me that I must suffer This Barbarous crueltie and I le bravely bear it I ha' not force these double walls to part Or mollifie the Jaylors harder heart May spirit then assist me to despise And bear my scorn above my injuries Scoen. VII. Enter Petruccio and Guard Petr. Revenge has cast her self into my hands Strangling the Life of Sforza in these Lines His Head is in this grasp but where is Honour Must that forsake this Brest must the pure heat Of heavenly Honour yeeld unto the scorch Of Hell-bred base Revenge it must not cannot For as the Sun puts out all baser Fires Where Honour shines thought of Revenge expires Besides he is below my Anger now And has no Life but forfeited to Law Or the Kings Fury I 'll not question which Nor was it justlie he gave me th' Affront In being made Lord General when I stood for 't But the Kings selfe in his Election He wrong'd not me no more then I did him When th' Honour was transfer'd from him to me That 's answer'd cleerly I acquit thee Sforza But now my Loyaltie how shall I discharge That special Duty I am here commanded Stand back I say to see the Execution And bring the Head of Sforza to the King What an addition here is of Advancement To make me first a General then a Hangman I 'll do him better Service Loyal Horatio Would think himself now damn'd to leave a tittle Of the Kings powerful pleasure unfulfil'd Call the Keeper Keep Here my Lord Enter Keeper Petr. I am to see and speak with Sforza Keep Then I doubt not but your Honour has brought VVarrant Petr. My Honour be your VVarrant will not that serve Keep I will not lose the Kings Grace for all the Honours in the Kingdom Petr. Do'st know me or my place Keep Yes I both know and honour you as far as my own place gives me leave but in this I must crave pardon you may not see him my Lord by a less VVarrant then the Kings own Signet and that fetches him out and it please you Petr. But have you been so strict to all men else Has no man chang'd a vvord vvith him Keep Not since These Keys commanded him I can assure you Not even the Prince himself who much desir'd it I look'd as black on him as upon you now I am no white Prison-Keeper I to venture Mine own Neck for a Prisoner's at a price And give condemn'd men leave to run away No I am the black Jaylor I and 't is thought Lineally descended from Cerberus Petr. I must commend thy Care see there 's the Signet Keep I 'll fetch the Prisoner May it please you to come forth my Lord Sfor. Have I then liv'd to hear Mans voice again Keep Here 's the Lord Marshal and chief General Of the Kings Forces come to speak with you Sfor. Those Titles once were mine but now I must Attend his pleasure that is Master of them Petr. All leave the Room but be at hand Guard VVe shall Exeunt Keeper and Guard Scoen. VIII. Sfor. My first object from my long obscurity The man that hates me most of all the world It is his news cannot be good not good The better 't is best to know the worst he cannot deceive me Petr. My Lord I do presume I am unwelcom Because you are possess'd I never lov'd you Sfor. The Court yields me such Complement this has No ampler Comforts in 't But y' are deceiv'd For you are welcom sowre captious Lord y' are welcom Because love me or love me not you speak I have been here these two and twenty dayes And never heard the voice of Man till now Meat I have found and Lodging but for Language In what part of the world I am I know not Proceed I value your words well you see That give you six for one why do you not speak I have been us'd to talk with men that love me not And more with Enemies I dare be sworn Then Friends come speak I pray what is 't you come for Petr. Alas I pity him his too too much vexation Has over-tam'd him Sfor. Will you not speak and tell me Petr. Pray let me ask you first Have you been kept So strictly from the Speech of all men Sfor. E'er since I was committed and from the knowledge Of vvhy I vvas committed too nay he that keeps me 'Till now he call'd me forth never spake a vvord If I ask'd him what News here he vvas vvith me Or when he heard from Court then there again Or why I vvas committed still the same answer So that I could inform my self of nothing Come if thou bee'st an honest Enemy Tell me something As thou dost wish my throat cut tell me something Petr. You seem to take no notice of the cause of your commitment Sfor. Further than this I cannot 'T was the Kings pleasure to command it Treason was cry'd a Guard away with him But for what cause unless it were for drawing My sword upon O that Rebellions Girle To save her from the danger of his lust VVhich I tell you I was doubtful of and so Sir Let me ask you is she still about the Queen Queen My daughter Sir I mean Petr. Yes much about the Sfor. And the Queen loves her Petr. As dearly as her self Sfor. Nay if you be a Souldier now speak truely Petr. The Queen and shee 's all one Sfor. Then there 's some hope The King yet keepes fair quarter with her VVomen are quickly jealous Petr. He knows nothing I 'm confident of all these great proceedings Poor man I pity him but I le put him to it VVill you now answer me as y' are a Souldier To some few Articles Sfor. You have engag'd me Petr. 'T were shame he should die ignorant of at least The Accusations are laid against him Sfor. Come Sir your Articles Petr. You are accus'd Of an intended Treason 'gainst the King Sfor. Who 's my Accuser Petr. Even the King himself Sfor. Umh umh umh he should not be my Judge then It is some Devillish dream of his or else That Policie that Princes purchase Hell by With strong assurance without all exception That is when Souldiers men of best desert Have merited more then they have means to give To cut their lives by whom they onely live Petr. You flie now from the question y' are engag'd by the Honour of a Souldier Unto that Accusation guiltie or not guiltie Sfor. I am not guiltie as I am a Souldier And in that Oath I would not be forsworn To save as many lives were they within me As perish'd by my Sword to save his One Petr. In that I am satisfied now to the next If you will hear it you shall promise me To answer without passion I or no Sfor. I will do what I can Petr. You 're next accus'd Of fowl Adulterie with the Queen Eulalia Sfor. Hah Petr.

too here in our Court of Conscience for here 's no other profit to hinder the Dutie let them above do what they list we will have as much care of our School-Mistress as they of their Semiramis I speak no Treason nor no trifles neither if you mark it But she must never know this care of ours She 'll urge the Statute of Relief against it Pog. This is some Courtier sure that 's with her he smells illfavordly Lol. That made me dog him hither Pog. He shall not have her out of sight that 's certain Lol. Nor out of reach neither a mischief 's quickly done Eul. No Superscription nor any names unto it Most Royal and most wronged Soveraign Mistress that must needs be me Be happily assured your Restauration is at hand And by no less means then by her Death that usurps your Dignitie a plain conspiracie against Alinda in my behalf All shall be determined at Nicosia by Your Loyal Servants Nameless Eul. You know not the contents then and are bound by Oath you say not to reveal the senders of this Letter Alph. It is most true onely thus much I tell you they are your noble and best chosen Friends Eul. Heaven can it be that men in my respect can plunge into such danger Alph. So Madam this being all I had in charge I must crave leave indeed I do not like this Oportunitie nor well the countenances of these Hobnols aside Eul. You are no messenger of such ill Tidings To part so slightly indeed you shall not Alph. She 's honied with the newes I have already Madam my Reward and will no longer stay Eul. Then I must say you shall stay or I le send A cry as loud as Treason after you Alph. You 'l wrong yourself and Friends then Omn. You wrong your self Sir and we charge you stay Alph. By the command of Peasants Lol. How you choplogical Rascal Peasants Pog. Down with him into utter darkness Eul. No-violence good Friends but if you will detain him Till I give order for his libertie You do the State good service Lol. May it do you Service Pog. The State is finely serv'd already Eul. Me most of all Lol. Hell cannot hold him faster then Alph. Madam hear me Lol. Mad Asse hold your prating till she calls you Mean time you are fast 't was time we were a Councel or a Guard Exeunt with Alphonso Eul. I thank thee Providence I dreamed not of such ready help I am struck through with wonder at this Letter I could not at the first but think 't a Bayt To catch my willingness to such an Act Or Gullerie to mock my Hopes or wishes In case I had such therefore I desired The Messengers restraint from being my Relator But now a strong Belief possesses me A noble Fury has stirr'd up some Friends To this high enterprize whereby I gather My cause is weigh'd above whence I shall see How well my patience over-rules my wrong And my Foes ruin'd with mine Honours safety But let my better Judgement weigh those thoughts I do not seek revenge why shall I suffer it My causeless injuries have brought me Honour And 't is her shame to hear of my mis-hap And if by Treachery she fall the world Will judge me accessarie as I were indeed In this foreknowledge of the foul intent Should I conceal it Then here 's the trembling doubt which way to take Whether to rise by her Destruction Or sink my Friends discovering their pretence Friends have no Priviledge to be treacherous She is my Soveraignes wife his chief content Of which to rob him were an act of horrour Committed on himself The question 's then Whether it be more foul ingratitude To unknown Friends and for an act of Sin Then to be treacherous to the Prince I love It is resolv'd I le once more see the Court Lollio Poggio and Countreymen return O my good Patrons I must now intreat Means for my Journey to attend the King On a discoverie for the present safetie Of his fair Queen she will be murder'd else Pog. And let her go we have shut up your news-bringer safe enough will keep you by your favour short enough from hindring such a work Eul. Dear Friends a small matter will prevent this world of dangers Lol. Would you have us to become Traytors to Supply your wants against the Proclamation If you be well remain so your industry Can keep you here but for a Journey that Requires Horses and Attendants money must he had Which we have not for such an idle purpose Eul. O hear me Pog. Will you neglect your House and Trade to meddle any more with State-matters Pog. And bring our necks in danger to assist you Let your own counsell advise you to stay Scoen. VI. Enter King Petruccio King How died the Boy Petr. Gonzago Sir your Son King My Son my Son you urge the name of Son To work remorse within me when I ask How died that Bastard Boy no Son of mine Petr. His last words that he spake to me were these Go tell the King my Father that his frown Hath pierc'd my heart tell him if all his Land Be peopled with obedient hearts like mine He needs no lawes to second his displeasure To make a general Depopulation But that he may not lose so much I pray That in my Death his misse-plac'd anger die And that his wrath have double force 'gainst those That to his Person and his Laws are Foes King Did he say so Petr. And then as if the Spirit of Prayer Had onely been habitual in his soul He did implore Heaven's goodness to come down Lifting him hence to shine upon your Crown King This Boy yet might be mine though Sforza might have wrong'd me by the By Petr. This done he pray'd me leave the Roome I wept In sooth I could-not chuse King Well well you wept return'd and found him dead in 's Bed you say Petr. Yes in so sweet a Posture as no Statuarie With best of skill on most immaculate Marble Could fashion him an Image purer slighter King No more Petr. I found his stretch'd-out fingers which so lately Had clos'd his eyes still moistned with his tears And on his either cheek a tear undryed Which shone like Stars King It seems he wept and died Prithee no more I cannot though forget My threatnings were too sharp I must forget it I charge you that you leavy up our Army Against those Rebels that we hear give succour Unto the wretched cause of all my mischiefes That hated ill-liv'd woman Scoen. VII. Enter Horatio Hor. O my dread liege King The matter speaks how does the Queen Hor. O the sweet Queen I fear I fear I fear King What fearst thou speak the worst I charge thee Hor. I fear she has a Moonflaw in her brains She chides and fights that none can look upon her Her Fathers Ghost in her I think here she comes Alin. Where 's this King this King of Clouts