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A68655	The tragedy of Messallina the Roman emperesse As it hath beene acted with generall applause divers times, by the Company of his Majesties Revells. Written by Nathanael Richards.	Richards, Nathanael, ca. 1600-1652.; Rawlins, Thomas, 1620?-1670, engraver.	1640 (1640)	STC 21011; ESTC S115965	38,308	98

enjoy The freedome of thy body undebard Least let to pleasure by this I charme thee Kisse Sil. O that delicious melting kisse prevailes Sucks dry the sweetnesse of a soule distrest Poysons my blood and braine and makes me apt To doe an outrage I should loathe to name O if I er'e was gracious in your sight Sil. kneeles Desist faire beauties abstract I implore Spur me not on to murders horrid act Which I shall ever rue let it suffise I 'me onely yours never Syllana's more Sworne a perpetuall exile from her bed Exit Messalina Vanisht so soone how wondrous strange seemes this Enter Messallina with a Pistoll Mess. Death and destruction satisfie my will Or take 't in thy bosome I 'me intemperate Briefly resolve Sil. Hold be not so respectlesse Of him that loves you dearer then his life Dreadlesse of death I speake it what is death A bug to scarre th' ignoble cowards minde The valiant never did the Fates conspire And terrible death in the most horrid shape It er'e put on threat despaire and ruine Yet it should ne're affright the soule of Silius Th' impatient sudaine cause of discontent In your rare worth onely torments me more Then were I rack't upon Ixions wheele To perpetuitie be gracious then To him that does repent confesse his errour Seal 't with this kisse Mess. Did Lucius Cataline Spare wife nor childe for Orestillas love And must our high borne savours be slighted Put off with bare perswasives Sil. Oh be pleas'd Mess. Let mighty Queenes majestick emminence In the high pitch of their ambition learne Of us to hate corivalls in their love Trampling the Torch of Hymenaeall rites Vnder their seate Sil. The attractive force Of those amazing eyes those glorious lights Fixt in the Firmament of your sweet face Shall make me undergoe the worst of ill Though with the forfeiture of life I hazard A death more terrible then Alcides was Mess. I love thee now like to a burning glasse Th' ast fier'd a fresh th' affection of my minde More violent then ever be gone be gone Hasten Syllanas death then come to Court There the Emperiall Diadem of Rome Dreadlesse of Caesar shall impale thy Front Like Iove and Iuno in a nuptiall knot Wee 'l knit the bands of Hymen and out shine The glorious Tapers of the golden Sunne Whirle through the stately streets of spacious Rome Like glistring Phaeton in an Orient chaire That with the bare report swift fame shall strike Amazement through the world Monarchall state All-gazing eyes fixt on our rich attire Languish in dreames our stately state admire Sil. Ravisht in thought panting amaz'd I stand At your Harmonious speech Emphaticall Ambitious blood like to the Bankes of Nyle Ore flowes this Orbe of mans circumference And points my actions thus their way to ill Aspiring Armes Lavolto when they kill Exit Sil Presenting his naked Poniard Goe the influence of whose power starres Mounts thy imperiall lot to set aloft On the high Orbe of our affection Like the bright rising orientall Sun When it salutes Aurora 'bove the choice Of five and twentie Iove-like Ganimends Who charm'd and wrapt in wanton dalliance Live fir'd with admiration O pleasing More pleasing sweet to my insate desire Then was to Synon Illions loftie fire Mess. Shall Messallina in her flourishing youth Like dull and tame Nobilitie live coopt Confin'd and mew'd up singular to one No Caesar no t' were fooles Philosophy And I abjure 't there is no musick in 't Those of our Sex the mindes of sots containe And are of no brave spirits that deny Pleasure the heaven of my Idolatry Enter Saufellus and Lepida Lep. Plagues yet unfelt light on thee mischievous Slave villane dog murderer rot as thou livest Mess. Mother the cause of your distemprature Lep. Murder in thee in thee thou wicked Impe And that thy substitute by the ordain'd Gainst the most noble mindes of chastitie Whose innocent blood like th' Atlantick sea Lookes red with murder and cries out to heaven For justice and revenge O hadst thou first Then beene the Author of so foule a fact Made thy owne passage happy woman I Mess. Beldame give or'e or I le disclaime all smoothnesse Ther 's nothing done that 's wisht undone by us Lep. 1 st even so then too too ill farewell Truths story shall relate to after times My love to thee hate to thy desp'rate crimes Mess. Pish to your chamber dotard be advis'd Sauf. Goe and a mischiefe dambe you and all your Pittifull Sex Mess. We doe commend thy care Ioy 'i th performance of our strict command Which shall from hence forth stile thee favorite To us that will command thy fortunes rise Sauf. And all those fortunes favours life and all Shall like an Atlas undergoe the weight Of your imperious will be it toth ' death Of Parents massacre of all my kin To exceede the divell act any sinne Mess. For which we thus enseame thee Kisses him Sauf. O Dulce Divinest goddesse whom my soule adores Multiply that sweet touch of rare delight And from the Garden of Hesperides Those delicate delicious rubie lips Make me immortall quench quench the burning heat Which like th' immoderate thirst of Tantalus Scorching the medowes of my solid flesh Dries up the Rivers of my crimson blood And as the gaping tongue tide earth for raine Opens her griefe so in my lookes behold View my distresse make me to live or die Mess. Graspe me Saufellus le ts have a sprightly dance Swift footing apts my blood for dalliance Sauf. Musicke rich musicke there O that my skill Could transcend mortall Mess. Tush wee 'l accept thy will Dance a Coranto Enter Lepida Sauf. What divell sends her back Mess. Pish minde her not Lep. Nature constraines me back what though dismai'd Shall I desist O then shee s lost for ever No I will bend with fairest faire demeane To save her soule I 'le make my foot my head Mothers were Monsters else not truly bred Give my speech once more freedome Mess. You 'l force us through unmannerly exclaimes To rest the strictnesse of our dread command Lep. I come not bent with wrath but to implore On bended knees with penitentiall teares T' appease the Gods for thy full Sea of sinne Such is a mothers love and such is mine Prove thou my like thy soule shall never fall Into those damned sinnes it nourisheth Which like a ponderous Argosey full frought Cuft on the mountaine top of some bigge wave In the descent falls on the fearefull Rock And splits in peeces irrecoverable So fatall death upon the wings of night Whirles the blacke soule in her triumphant Car To the Tartarian vales where crown'd in flames Tumbling descend to dreadfull Orcus Cell That mercilesse pit of bottomlesse despaire To fry in those blew flames of feare for ever In never ending endlesse paine for ever If mothers teares were e're of force to move Let these of mine take place strive to repent Thinke what a horrid thing it

is to see There is feare above us feare still beneath us Feare round about and yet no feare within us Mess. I doe begin to melt Lep. Heavens blessings on thee Sauf And hells curse on thee t is high time to speak O be your selfe divinest faire on earth This idle superstitious lecturing Proceeds of malice what to make you childe And slave to her desires Lep. O impious devill Mess. No more live and be thankfull Exit Mess. and Saufel Lep Ha howe 's that Live and be thankfull am I then contemn'd Is all my labour in a moment lost Live and be thankfull sure I doe but dreame It cannot be nature against it selfe Should so rebell O foole foole that I am With vaine hope thus to play the flatterer Mors erumnatum quies mors omnibus finis Dissolve the glassie pearles of mine eyes That Niobe-like I may consume in teares And nevermore behold day light agen Pish all this is but talke and talke I must Fly from me soule and turne my earth to dust Must I then live to see my daughters shame Crack crack poore heart sterne death let fly thy dart Send my sad soule to the Elizium shades That there it might drinke Lethe and forget It ever liv'd in this mortallitie Parcae dispatch when when I say no no Falls distracted Then will I act Medeas murd'ring part Vpon my staine of blood that gods and men May sit and laugh and plaudite my revenge Ye dismall sisters of the fatall night Rise rise and dance hells rounde laies for joy Rhamnusia finds imployment for you all Follow follow follow follow follow Note with your grim aspects the courts of Kings See how the politicke statesman for his ends Sits hammering mischiefe and how Toad-like swels Bombaste with treasons riches see ther 's lust Brave Madam lust temptations painted whore Divinely worshipt by the bastard brood Of knaves and fooles Ye dread and irefull furies i' st not true Why then imploy your burning whips of steele Lash with eternall lashes there there there Excellent Furies how you doe excell So so so so t is holy day in hell Syllana drawne out upon a Bed as sleeping to whom Silius with a light Torch enters Sil. O what a fiery combate feeles my soule The Genius good and bad that waights on man Shakes natures frame trembles this Microcosme There vertue pleads for sleeping innocence For love true love chast thoughts and vertuous acts Which entertain'd within a constant brest Makes man triumphant crown'd immortall blest But O the pondrous plummets of blacke vice Suppresse those pure imaginations Which breake like lightning onely for a flash Wanting the true materiall to impell And to continue this false clocke of life From its exorbitant course such like are Majesticke title and the Empresse That unpeer'd excellence bewitching dalliance Soule of temptation sweete so charmes all sense Vertue I loath like politick states whose good Depends on ill worke their attempts in blood Syla. O my affrighted soule art thou there sweet● Then am I safe t' was but a dreame I see A waking walking in my sleepe wherein Me thought I saw neare to a River side Two lovely Turtles sit like morne in May Adorn'd with all the glories of the Spring Their loves to either seem'd to sympathize And with such sober chastitie connex That their two hearts as true loves ever should Like fire and heate inseperate a like Shew'd like the splendor of a heart that liv'd In sacred flames in unextinguisht flames Of chast desires free from the tainted spot Of petulent dalliance till temptations snare Appear'd Parthenope like that with her charmes Work't so effectuall on the Turtle Male He like Troy firebrand falsly that forsooke Vnpitied Oenon not alone content Alone forlorne t' abjure his lovely mate But back return'd his black intents to further And to the height of lust he added murther The very thought seem'd daggers to my brest That with the feare I wakt Sil. To sleepe thy last Presents his lomard to her Syl. Light of my life how 's that Sil. Briefly this I 'le be your dreames expositor thou must die Die by this hand this fatall instrument Nor must I seeme to yeeld a slave to pittie Sil. Sure sure I dreame dreame still if not tell O Tell me my better selfe whose killing words Wounds crueller then death what cause what offend What ill desert in me that wrong'd you never The Gods me witnesse beare Sil. T is for no fault sustain'd on thy behalfe No t is the Empresse Doome Syl. She nay then Sil. 'T is thee that modell of creation Must through thy death participate alone All that is man in me And to that end With sweetest concord of discording parts Out sings the Syrens fiers this mansion With haut Ambition Romes imperiall crowne And therefore I must kill or else forgoe All those bright shining glories which what foole Would be so nice Syl. Is there then no hope No comfort no remorse must I depart Where I shall never see thy face agen Never behold those joyes which Hymens Rites Were wont to crowne with true loves flames Is there no remedy Farewell vaine world my life is such a toy I will not with to live t' abate thee joy Yet er'e I goe grant this one courtesie 'T is the last kindnesse you shall ever give Place gainst my heart thy deadly pointed steele So now farewell death is for me most meet Strike sure and home I doe forgive thee sweet Sil. Bravely resolv'd and I 'le performe thy will As bravely thus Pretending a violent stab he flings away the Poniard Not to be Emp'rour of the spacious earth Live live Syllana free Syl. I st possible Twixt feare and hope strucke through with deepe amaze I waver doubtfull Sil. Cease admiration And be sure of this though I must confesse I hither came Arm'd with a full intent To take thy life yet Silius ne'r shall adde To his libidinous life a murderers name Of ill● 't is ever best the worst to shunne By murders murderers soules are oft undone I wish I were farre better then I am But since without my most assured ruine It cannot be being so farre ingag'd Into the Empresse favour I must on Make use of some devise cloakt with deceit That farre beyond perswasion may enforce Thy deaths beleefe Syl. Kill O kill me rather Be not far crueller to thy selfe then death To put to hazard on so slight a ground Thy life for mine I know the Emp'resse That if least notice of my life she heare Not irefull Nemesis in swift revenge Could be more speedy Sil. Pish I will so worke You shall not neede to feare therefore as I At court with my continuance must make way To cleare suspect use you the matter so Among your noble Family whereby Argos ey'd Envie descrie me not I Shall securely live dreadlesse of danger Syl. Though you had struck my body full of wounds And I survive my fierce revenge should he Good against

sweets mad thoughts of Men when power t' atract the Gods Mel. Impious Letchers Aside Mon. Silence marke the event Aside Val. I that know none more worthy then my selfe Of true regard and worth would be resolv'd What 's he that beares the valliant minde of man Dares for his mightie soveraigne Mistris more Then Vrctius Valens Pro. That dare I I dare Pond that thou art to question such a toy Were thy power equall to thy daring pride Proculus dares doe more Men Nor thou nor he Not Valens nor Proculus though you both Both durst as much as he durst cuckold Iove Menester would transcend you Val. That our bloods decide All draw exposed to a Triple sight round Pro. A Spirit of valour Men. Let it come Enter Messallina and Saufellus above Mess. What killing objects this presents our eyes Our Favorites turn'd fighters must not be Descend Saufellus know the cause wee 'l follow Val. Stand all so firme this Seale expresse my rage P●o. Mine this Wound each other Men. This mine Enter Saufellus Sauf. Hold hold y 're wounded all As you 'l incurre our Emp'resse deepe displeasure Hold and resolve why thus you have expos'd Your lives to danger Enter Empresse Mess. Whence proceeds this fray Men. From that concernes the credits of best men Which of us three in our affections priz'd Your excellence most Mess. And was that the cause Wee doe embrace and pretiously account The vigour of your loves so you no more So full of spight let prosecute your hate With the like hardy daring t will not please We should esteeme your jarres rediculous Issuing from brainelesse wit discern'd in others And as 't is common to our emminent Sex Triumph instate and glory in your falls Yet th' operation of your loves so workes That it scruze ours to judge the contrary Dry up your wounds with care then come to court Love shall entrance your soules prepare for sport Exit Messallina and Saufel Val. I le study Art in love for recompence Pro. My love shall mount Men. Mine yeeld profuse expence Exeunt Favorites Mon. Here was a storme of mischiefe soone blowne or'e Mel. 'T was to preserve them for a wicked life But since these complices are gon that are Not worth least memory behold this booke Set my deare friend and I will read to thee Of that high Majestie puissant Ens From whom we have our being life and soule Which should dull flintie inconsiderate man When with black deeds 'i th myrie bog of sinne Beast like he wallowes considers right Thinkes on his present state whence came and must Then on that terrible Thunderer that sees His actions kick at heaven he then no more Would dare t' offend his Maker but with teares Lament his soules polution which doth give Matter by which mens soules immortall live But through an unfrequented heavinesse I am prevented Mon. Repose a while I 'le reade Enter Empresse and Saufellus above Emp. Make us celestiall happy with thy newes Art thou sure 't is he Sauf. 'T is 't is Montanus Sure as I live I tooke full view of him Before and after the fight then with drawne Within you grove of Oakes Emp. My hearts on fire To clip him fly swift as thought Saufellus Conduct him to our Paradice of joy If he escape desire then confound us We onely view'd him once but then the time Crost our desires blest opportunitie That makes our happinesse a very heav'n Wee 'l build an Altar and erect a shrine That shall eternize thee for this wer 't my brother Resembled him we so intirely love Wee 'd force him ravish pleasure if not kill Be a Semiramis to sate our will Enter Saufellus Sauf. Haile to Montanus Mon. Sir the like to you Sauf. 'T is th' Emp'resse pleasure you attend her will Mon. Know you the cause Sauf. Delay not with demands th' are frivilous Will you along Mon. Your favour sir a while I 'le but awake my friend So-ho sleepy still Pray heaven this heavinesse imports no harme Exeunt Mel. How 's this my friend departed I alone I know not what to thinke 't is very strange He thus unwak'd would leave me sure he striv'd Yet I so fast that he no doubt was loath To breake my rest 't is so and some chiefe cause Which I might well dispence with drew him hence I 'le to his fathers house there certaine finde Or heare of him Exit Hoboyes A Banquet to it Montanus is usher'd in state by Saufellus and others who placing him depart Hoboyes cease and solemne Musicke playes during his speech Mon. O Potent lust thou that hast power to make The valiant and the wise coward and foole I 'me not so dull but that I know thee now Now comprehend why Musicke breathes delight And why this banquet why both presents themselves To be my slaves 'T is to make me a slave To lust that deadly potion of the soule Whose poyson quaft kills body and the soule That 's the maine end of these harmonious straines These stirring meates which unto me appeare Like those blew flames the damned taste in hell Enter Emperesse by degrees gazing at him Celestiall Angels guard me now she comes And I so ill prepar'd I know not what A suddaine earthquake trembles natures frame Which like a falling Pine tree to and fro Vncertaine where to fall it tottering stands She 's most bewitching sweet I feare I feare She will ore come now I begin to burne To scortch like to the coales of Etna strike Me eternall winter with thy frosts quench Quench this hot combustion in my blood And if I needs must fall O sacred powers Benumbe my senses so that I may taste No sweetnesse in the Act yeeld no delight Emp. Thus long with admiration we have stood To gaze on thy perfections pretious shape Why dost thou shake why stare as rapt in wonder Why dumbe or think'st thy happinesse a dreame This kisse confirme thee ours entrance thy soule To stirre loves-panting appetite while thus We clip thee in our Armes embrace thee thus Mon. O Emp. That 's loves Alarum to bed to bed To Venus field there combate for loves treasure Swimme in excesse of joy there ravish pleasure Exeunt Enter Mela. To thee faire fortune in divinest sense In whom all excellence inclusive is To that high power I invocate impore If pleas'd direct where I may finde my friend Fill when I fitly may assimulate The restlesse acquiessence of my minde To the perpetuall motion of a wheele That by the force of water restlesse turnes The vigour of the torrent left unstopt So the strang absence of my noble friend Suffers th' insulting torrent of sad griefe Tyranicke-like upon the wheele of sense To racke my restlesse rest which I must beare 'T is vaine to strive 'gainst sorrowes streame to swim Man hath no power on griefe griefe power on him What 's he declines his visage to the ground Is 't not my friend t is he happily met Enter Montanus