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A55543	A new opera called Brutus of Alba, or, Augusta's triumph as it is acted at the theatre in Dorset-Garden, by His Majesty's servants.; Brutus of Alba	Powell, George, 1658?-1714.; Purcell, Daniel, 1660?-1717.; Verbruggen, John, d. 1708?; Tate, Nahum, 1652-1715. Brutus of Alba.	1697 (1697)	Wing P3052; ESTC R32181	23,318	55

Scaramouch Men and two Scaramouch Women Enter and Dance Then two Harlaquin Men and Women After the Dance Coreb speaks Cor. You see how very kind I have been to you which Kindness I 'll continue if you 're Faithful Spun. Faithful Pray Sir don't be so unkind as to doubt us Command us to Hang our selves and to shew how Zealous we are we won't stay for Ropes but do it in our own Garters Cor. Then hear me Friends The Prince this Morning goes to meet the King Now I would have you two with others that I have imploy'd already to intercept him and when you behold the Lord Arsaracas in private Conference with him strike this into his Heart Gives a Dagger Her We 'll do 't Spun. Fear not we 'll open his Belly and Hang him in his own Guts Cor. Come on then be but firm and you shall prosper Her Never doubt us Sir Come Page Alon. Exeunt The SCENE changes to the Cliff of Dover Augusta Thamesis and their Followers rise out of the Sea and Sing CHORUS HAil Royal Albion Hail to thee Sent from the Gods to set us free From Bondage and from Slavery Thamesis Hark I am call'd old Father Ocean Calls my Tide Come away On the Mounting Billows dancing See the Royal Bark advancing The Waves the Wind and Sea Are all at Albion's dear Devotion 1st Triton See the Merry Boatswain too Has call'd his Iolley Crew Chorus Come come come c. A Dance of six Watermen Neptune See see the Sea Gods trim thy Sails Every Nymph in all her Pride 1st Triton Wafted by the Calmer Gales O're thy own Main Triumphant Ride Augusta Each Neried does her Locks adorn And every Triion minds his Horn The Lovely Mermaid too behold How she Combs her flowing Gold Without a Snare or Charm she sings Welcome to the best of Kings Chorus Welcome c. Apollo descends in his Chariot Apollo Albion all Hail Thou Sacred Head Heavens Darling Care no Danger dread For Walls of Fate thy Life Enclose The Plots of thy Malitious Foes Abhor'd above Expos'd below Their own dull Light shall shew Treason which her Infernal Train Worke in her Hellish Mines in vain Chorus Albion all Hail c. Apollo My Oracles declare When he has done His finish'd Work of Fate And broke the Universal Yoke A Smiling Race of Years his Reign shall Crown A Song in Three Parts AT Albion's Return this Happy Isle Dries up her Widows Tears And with a Smile Plumes like a Bride With Ioy and Pride The Meadows smile the Groves and Flowers are Gay All Nature chears up at this Great and Glorious Day Cho. At Albion's Return c. Enter King Locrinus and two Lords King How different is the Clime to what I left it My Kingdom sure is by Enchantment Govern'd Musick attends us both by Sea and Land Eccho's of Joy still hover round about us But for what Cause Heaven only can be Judge 1 st Lord. It shews that Heaven rejoyces at your Safety King I hope I have with strictest Care perform'd The Charge which Heaven and you have laid upon me But blame me not if I appear Concern'd At the Unusual and Surprizing Accidents 2 d Lord. I must confess my Liege 't is most amazing Enter a Messenger King Thou seemst in hast Quickly declare thy Message Mess. My Leige the Prince your Son with a small Guard Was hasting to your Majesty While Treacherous Arsaracus who bore him Company Did with a band of Ruffins fall upon 'em But a strong Party of your Guards approaching The Villains fled but were soon overtaken And Arsaracus with the rest are bringing hither King Is 't possible Cou'd Arsaracus play the Villain And to my Son a Prince that made his Fortunes From a mean State raised him to Power and Greatness Where is there Truth or Honour to be found If those whom we have foster'd in our Bosoms Should like ungrateful Snakes sting to our Hearts Enter Locrinus Arsaracus Hersius Spungius c. Prisoners The Prince Kneels Locr. Angels be Guardians to my Royal Father And Heaven with Blessings Crown his Virtuous Reign May Treason be a Stranger to his Realms And all the Plots of his Malicious Foes Fall doably on the Curst Contrivers Heads King Thank thee my Son Rise let me look a little To see where Villain 's writ upon that Man Not in his Face that bears a shew of Honesty His Person too cast in a Noble Form No 't is within and his Ignoble Soul All over does the stamp of Villain bear Locr. Sir on my Knees I beg you 'd calm your Anger For he has made me ample satisfaction And by his free Confession clear'd the Fame Of my ador'd my best lov'd Amarante King Cou'd any Villain dare to blast her Virtue Locr. The Story Royal Sir's too long to tell But give me leave Sir to perform my Promise Which was to spare his Life and on my Knees I beg that you will grant it King I will my Son But never more appear within my Kingdom Go wander thro the World like the first Murderer Thou needst no Mark thy Crimes will speak themselves Arsar I go and Noble Prince the Life you give I 'le wear in hopes that it may do you Service My banishment I do Embrace with Joy and I have now no farther use for Life But to repent I ever wrong'd such Virtue Exit Locr. Now Villain what canst thou say Dor. Why I am sorry I have tane such pains to do so little mischief King Drag him to the Gibbet Cor. I defie ye Laugh at ye And when you see me next take care of me Sinks King Amazing Span. What is he gone and left us Why Bro. Hersius we shall never be able to find the way to the Devil without him Locr. Now what can you expect ungrateful Villains Hers. Why we expect to be hang'd and I dare Swear you won't let us go without our Expectations King To Prison with ' em Leave 'em to the Law They are not worth our Anger Come my Son I thought by mildness to have rul'd my Subjects But I perceive they 'l rowze the sleeping Sword And force Revenge from their Offended Lord. The End of the fourth Act. ACT V. SCENE the Thames As the King enters the Cave of Proteus rises which consists of Twelve Arches of the Tuscan Order The Frontispiece is adorn'd with a Tritan a Neired and several Sea-monsters enrich'd with Mother-Pearl Coral and Sea-shells At the farther end Proteus appears with his Followers who come forward and sing A SONG Proteus ALbion belov'd of Earth and Heaven Bid rough War and Battel cease Return with Fame when thou hast driven The hunted Tyrant down and given Europe a Vniversal Peace Chor. Albion belov'd c. Proteus Albion Albion Heaven attends him Heaven its Guardian-Angels lends him Nor wonder Heaven's best smile defends him When for Heaven his Sword he draws His Standard's Heaven and Heaven 's his Cause King You great all-knowing Powers that rule