King Thou dost by Heaven But with such Charming pleasure I love and tremble as at Angels view Mar. Love me my Lord King Who shou'd be lov'd but you So lov'd that even my Crown and self are vile While you are by try me upon despair My Kingdom at the stake Ambition starv'd Revenge forgot and all great Appetites That whet uncommon Spirits to aspire So once a day I may have leave╌ Nay Madam then you fear me Mar. Fear you Sir what is there dreadful in you You 've all the Graces that can Crown Mankind Yet wear 'em so as if you did not know 'em So stainless fearless free in all your actions As if Heaven lent you to the World to Pattern King Madam I find you 're no Petitioner My People would not treat me in this sort Tho' 't were to gain a part of their Design But to the Guise they deal their faithless Praise As fast as you your flattery to me Tho' for what end I cannot guess except You come like them to mock at my Misfortunes Mar. Forgive you Heaven that thought no mighty Monarch The Love of all the Good and wonder of the Great I swear by Heaven my Heart adores and loves you King O Madam rise Mar. Nay were you Sir unthron'd By this Seditious Rout that dare despise you Blast all my days ye Powers torment my Nights Nay let the Misery invade my Sex That cou'd not for the Royal Cause like me Throw all their Luxury before your Feet And follow you like Pilgrims through the World Grill. Sound Wind and Limb fore God a gallant Girl Aside King What shall I answer to thee O thou Balm To heal a broken yet a Kingly Heart For so I swear I will be to my Last Come to my Arms and be thy Harry's Angel Shine through my Cares and make my Crown sit easie Mar. O never Sir King What said you Marmoutiere Why dost thou turn thy Beauties into Frowns Mar. You know Sir 't is impossible no more King No more╌and with that stern resolv'd behaviour By Heaven were I a dying and the Priest Shou'd urge my last Confession I 'd cry out Oh Marmoutiere and yet thou say'st no more Mar. 'T is well Sir I have lost my aim farewell King Come back O stay my Life flows after you Mar. No Sir I find I am a trouble to you You will not hear my Suit King You Cannot go You shannot╌O your suit I kneel to grant it I beg you take whatever you demand Mar. Then Sir thus low or prostrate if you please Let me intreat for Guise King Ha Madam what For Guise for Guise that stubborn arrogant Rebel That laughs at proffer'd Mercy slights his Pardon Mocks Royal Grace and plots upon my Life Ha! and do you protect him then the World Is sworn to Henry's Death does Beauty too And Innocence it self conspire against me Then let me tamely yield my Glories up Which once I vow'd with my drawn Sword to wear To my last drop of Blood Come Guise come Cardinal All you lov'd Traytors come╌I strip to meet you Sheath all your Daggers in Curst Henry's Heart Mar. This I expected but when you have heard How far I would intreat your Majesty Perhaps you 'll be more Calm King See I 'm hush'd Speak then how far Madam wou'd you Command Mar. Not to proceed to last Extremities Before the Wound is desperate think alone For no Man Judges like your Majesty Take your own Methods all the heads of France Cannot so well advise you as your self Therefore resume my Lord your Godlike temper Yet do not bear more than a Monarch should Believe it Sir the more your Majesty Draws back your Arm the more of Fate it Carries King Thou Genius of my State thou perfect Model Of Heaven it self and abstract of the Angels Forgive the late disturbance of my Soul I 'm clear by Nature as a Rockless Stream But they dig through the Gravel of my Heart Therefore let me conjure you do not go 'T is said the Guise will come in fpight of me Suppose it possible and stay to advise me Mar. I will but on your Royal word no more King I will be easie To my last gasp as your own Virgin Thoughts And never dare to breathe my Passion more Yet you 'll allow me now and then to Sigh As we discourse and Court you with my Eyes Enter Alphonso Why do you wave your Hand And warn me hence So looks the poor Condemn'd When Justice beck'ns there 's no hope of Pardon Sternly like you the Judge his Victim eyes And thus like me the Wretch despairing dies Exit with Alph. Enter Grillon Grill. O Rare rare Creature by the Power that made me Wer 't possible we cou'd be damn'd again By some new Eve such Virtue might relieve us O I cou'd clasp thee but that my Arms are rough Till all thy Sweets were broke with my Embraces And kiss thy Beauties to a dissolution Mar. Ah Father Uncle Brother all the Kin The precious Blood that 's left me in the World Believe dear Sir what-e're my actions seem I will not lose my Virtue for a Throne Grill. Why I will Carve thee out a Throne my self I 'le hew down all the Common-wealths in Christendom And seat thee on their Necks as high as Heaven Enter Abbot Delbene Abb. Colonel your Ear. Mar. By these whispering Councils My Soul presages that the Guise is coming If he dares come were I a Man a King I 'd sacrifice him in the City's sight O Heavens what was 't I said Were I a Man I know not that but as I am a Virgin If I wou'd offer thee too lovely Guise It shou'd be kneeling to the Throne for Mercy Ha! then thou lov'st that thou art thus concern'd Down rising mischief down or I will kill thee Even in thy Cause and strangle new born pity Yet if he were not married ha what then His Charms prevail no let the Rebel dye I faint beneath this strong oppression here Reason and Love rend my divided Soul Heav'n be the Judg and still let Virtue Conquer Love to his Tune my jarring Heart wou'd bring But Reason over-winds and Cracks the String Exit Abb. The King dispatches Order upon Order With positive Command to stop his coming Yet there is notice given to the City Besides Belleure brought but a half account How that the Guise reply'd he would obey His Majesty in all yet if he might Have leave to justify himself before him He doubted not his Cause Grill. The Ax the Ax Rebellion's pamper'd to a Plurisie And it must bleed Shout within Abbot Hark what a shout was there I 'le to the King it may be 't is reported On purpose thus Let there be Truth or Lies In this mad Fame I 'le bring you instant word Exit Abbot Manet Grillon Enter Guise Cardinal Mayen Malicorn Attendants c. Shouts again Grill. Death and thou Devil Malicorn is that Thy Master Guise Yes Grillon 't is
the Guise One that wou'd Court you for a Friend Grill. A Friend Traytor thou mean'st and so I bid thee welcome But since thou art so insolent thy blood Be on thy Head and fall by me unpitied Guise The bruises of his Loyalty have craz'd him Exit Shouts louder Spirit within Sings Malicorn Malicorn Malicorn ho If the Guise resolves to go I charge I warn thee let him know Perhaps his head may lye too low Guise Why Malicorn Mal. starting Sir do not see the King Guise I will Mal. 'T is dangerous Guise Therefore I will see him And so report my danger to the People Halt to your Judgment let him if he dare But more more more why Malicorn again I thought a look with us had been a Language I 'le talk my mind on any point but this By Glances ha not yet thou makest me blush At thy delay why Man 't is more than Life Ambition or a Crown Mal. What Marmoutiere Guise Ay there a Generals Heart beat like a Drum Quick quick my Reins my Back and Head and Breast Ake as I 'de been a Horse-back forty hours Mal. She has seen the King Guise I thought she might A trick upon me well Mal. Passion o'both sides Guise His thou meanest Mal. On hers Down on her Knees Guise And up again no matter Mal. Now all in Tears now smiling sad at parting Guise Dissembl'd for she told me this before 'T was all put on that I might hear and rave Mal. And so to make sure work on 't by Consent Of Grillon who is made their Bawd Guise Away Mal. She 's lodg'd at Court Guise 'T is false they do belye her Mal. But Sir I saw the Apartment Guise What at Court Mal. At Court and near the King 't is true by Heaven I never play'd you foul why should you doubt me Guise I wou'd thou hadst e're thus unmann'd me Heart Blood Battles Fire and Death I run I run With this last blow he drives me like a Coward Nay let me never win a Field again If with the thought of these irregular Vapours The blood han't burst my Lips Card. Peace Brother Guise By Heaven I took thee for my Souls Physitian And dost thou vomit me with this loath'd peace 'T is contradiction no my peaceful Brother I 'le meet him now tho' Fire arm'd Cherubins Shou'd cross my way O Jealousie of Love Greater than Fame Thou eldest of the Passions Or rather all in one I here invoke thee Where-e're thou' rt Thron'd in Air in Earth or Hell Wing me to my Revenge to Blood and Ruin Card. Have you no temper Guise Pray Sir give me leave A moments thought ha but I sweat and tremble My Brain runs this and that way 't will not fix On ought but vengeance Malicorn call the People Shouts within But hark they shout again I 'le on and meet 'em Nay head'em to his Palace as my Guards Yet more on such exalted Causes born I 'le wait him in his Cabinet alone And look him pale while in his Courts without The People shout him dead with their alarms And make his Mistress tremble in his Arms. Exeunt Scene the Third Enter King and Council Shouts without King What mean these Shouts Abb. I told your Majesty The Sheriffs have puss'd the Populace with hopes Of their Deliverer Shouts again King Hark there rung a Peal Like Thunder see Alphonso what 's the Cause Enter Grillon Grill. My Lord the Guise is come King Is' t possible ha Grillon said'st thou come Grill. Why droops the Royal Majesty O Sir╌ King O Villain Slave wert thou my late born Heir Giv'n me by Heav'n ev'n when I lay a dying But peace thou festring thought and hide thy Wound Where is he Grill. With her Majesty your Mother She has tak'n Chair and he walks bowing by her With thirty thousand Rebels at his heels King What 's to be done No pall upon my Spirit But he that loves me best and dares the most On this nice point of Empire let him speak Alph. I would advise you Sir to call him in And kill him instantly upon the Spot Abb. I like Alphonso's Counsel short sure Work Cut off the Head and let the Body walk Enter Queen-Mother Q. M. Sir the Guise waits King He enters on his Fate Q. M. Not so forbear the City 's up in Arms Nor doubt if in their heat you cut him off That they will spare the Royal Majesty Once Sir let me advise and rule your Fury King You shall I 'le see him and I 'le spare him now Q. M. What will you say King I know not Colonel Grillon call the Archers in Double your Guard and strictly charge the Swits Stand to their Arms receive him as a Traytor Exit Grill. My Heart has set thee down O Guise in Blood Blood Mother Blood ne're to be blotted out Q. M. Yet you 'l relent when this hot fit is over King If I forgive him may I ne're be forgiv'n No if I tamely bear such Insolence What act of Treason will the Villains stop at Seize me they 've sworn Imprison me 's the next Perhaps Arraign me and then doom me dead But e're I suffer that fall all together Or rather on their slaughter'd Heaps erect Thy Throne and then proclaim it for Example I 'm born a Monarch which implies alone To weild the Scepter and depend on none Exeunt The End of the Third ACT. ACT IV. SCENE the Louvre A Chair of State plac'd the King appears sitting in it a Table by him on which he leans Attendants on each side of them amongst the rest Abbot Grillon and Bellieure The Queen-Mother enters led by the Duke of Guise who makes his approach with three Reverences to the King's Chair after the third the King rises and coming forward speaks King I sent you word you should not come Guise Sir that I came╌ King Why that you came I see Once more I sent you word you should not come Guise Not come to throw my self with all submission Beneath your Royal Feet to put my Cause And Person in the Hands of Soveraign Justice King Now 't is with all submission that 's the Preface Yet still you came against my strict Command You disobey'd me Duke with all submission Guise Sir it was the last necessity that drove me To clear my self of Calumnies and Slanders Much urg'd but never prov'd against my Innocence Yet had I known it was your express Command I should not have approach'd King 'T was as express as words could signifie Stand forth Bellieure it shall be prov'd you knew it Stand forth and to this false Mans Face declare Your Message word for Word Bell. Sir thus it was I met him on the way And plain as I could speak I gave your Orders Just in these following Words╌ King Enough I know you told him But he has us'd me long to be contemn'd And I can still be patient and forgive Guise And I can ask forgiveness when I err
shall be done Agen my heart there is a weight upon thee But I will sigh it off Captain Farewell Exeunt Cardinal Guise c. Grill. Shut the Hall-door and bar the Castle-Gates March March there Closer yet Captain to the door Ex. SCENE III. Council Hall Guise I do not like my self to day Archb. â•ŒA Qualm he dares not Card. â•ŒThat's one Man's thought he dares and that 's anothers Enter Grillon Guise O Marmoutier Ha never see thee more Peace my tumultuous heart why jolt my spirits In this unequal Circling of my Blood I 'le stand it while I may O Mighty Nature VVhy this Alarm why dost thou call me on To fight yet rob my Limbs of all their use Swoons Card. Ha! He 's fall'n chafe him He comes agen Guise I beg your Pardons Vapours no more Grill. Th' Effect Of last Nights Lechery with some working VVhore Enter Revol Revol My Lord of Guise the King would speak with you Guise O Cardinal O Lyons but no more Yes one word more thou hast a Priviledge To the Cardinal To speak with a Recluse Otherefore tell her If never thou behold'st me breathe again Tell her I sigh'd it lastâ•ŒO Marmoutier Exit bowing Card. You will have all things your own way my Lord By Heav'n I have strange horror on my Soul Archb. I say agen that Henry dares not do 't Card. Beware your Grace of Minds that bear like him I know he scorns to stoop to mean Revenge But when some mightier Mischief shocks his Toure He shoots at once with thunder on his wings And makes it Air but hark my Lord 't is doing Guise within Murderers Villains Archb. I hear your Brother's voice run to the door Card. Help help the Guise is murder'd Archb. Help help Grill. Cease your vain Cryes you are the King's Prisoners Take 'em Dugast into your Custody Card. We must obey my Lord for Heaven calls us Exeunt The Scene draws behind it a Traverse The Guise is assaulted by Eight They stab him in all parts but most in the head Guise O Villains Hell hounds Hold Murder'd O basely and not draw my Sword Dog Logniac but my own blood choaks me Down Villain Down I 'm gone O Marmoutier Half draws his Svord is held Flings himself upon himâ•ŒDies The Traverse is drawn The King rises from his Chair comes forward with his Cabinet Council King Open the Closet and let in the Council Bid Dugast execute the Cardinal Seize all the Factious Leaders as I order'd And every one be answer'd on your Lives Enter Queen Mother followed by the Counsellors O Madam you are welcome how goes your health Queenm A little mended Sir what have you done King That which has made me King of France for there The King of Paris at your Feet lies dead Queenm You have cut out dangerous work but make it up With speed and resolution King Yes I 'le wear The Fox no longer but put on the Lyon And since I could resolve to take the Heads Of this great Insurrection you the Members Look to 't Beware turn from your stubbornness And learn to know me for I will be King Grill. 'Sdeath how the Traytors lowre and quake and droop And gather to the wing of his protection As if they were his Friends and fought his Cause King looking upon Guise Be witness Heaven I gave him treble warning He 's gone no more disperse and think upon 't Beware my Sword which if I once unsheath By all the Reverence due to Thrones and Crowns Nought shall atone the Vows of speedy Justice Till Fate to Ruine every Traytor brings That dares the Vengeance of indulgent Kings ADVERTISEMENT THere was a Preface intended to this Play in Vindication of it against two scurrilous Libels lately printed But it was judg'd that a Defence of this nature wou'd require more room than a Preface reasonably could allow For this Cause and for the Importunity of the Stationers who hasten'd their Impression 't is deferr'd for some little time and will be printed by it self Most men are already of Opinion that neither of the Pamphlets deserve an Answer because they are stuff'd with open Falsities and sometimes contradict each other but for once they shall have a day or two thrown away upon them though I break an old Custom for their sakes which was to scorn them FINIS A SONG in the Fifth ACT of the DUKE of GUISE Shepherdess TELL me Thirsis tell your Anguish why you Sigh and why you Languish when the Nymph whom you Aâ•Œdore grants the Blesâ•Œsing of Posâ•Œsesâ•Œsing what can Love and I do more what can Love what can Love and I do more Shepherd Think it 's Love beâ•Œyond all measure makes me faint aâ•Œway with Pleasure strength of Corâ•Œdial may destroy and the Blessing of Possessing kills me with exâ•Œcess of Joy Shepherdess Thisâ•Œsis how can I believe you but conâ•Œfess and I 'le forgive you Men are false and so are you neâ•Œver Nature fram'd a Creature to enâ•Œjoy and yet be true neâ•Œver Nature fram'd a Creature to enâ•Œjoy and yet be true to enâ•Œjoy and yet be true Soft and yet be true Shepherd Mine's a Flame beâ•Œyond exâ•Œpiâ•Œring still posâ•Œsesâ•Œsing still deâ•Œsiâ•Œring fit for Love's Imâ•Œpeâ•Œrial Crown eâ•Œver shiâ•Œning and reâ•Œfiâ•Œning still the more 't is melâ•Œted down Chorus together Mine's a Flame beyond exâ•Œpiâ•Œring still posâ•Œsesâ•Œsing still deâ•Œsiring fit for Love's Imâ•Œpeâ•Œrial Crown eâ•Œver shining and reâ•Œfining still the more 't is melâ•Œted down Mine's a Flame beyond exâ•Œpiâ•Œring still posâ•Œsesâ•Œsing still deâ•Œsiring fit for Love's Imâ•Œpeâ•Œrial Crown eâ•Œver shining and reâ•Œfining still the more 't is still the more 't is melted down FINIS
Religion by the Sword And purchase for us a new Tyrant Lord. Pray for your King but yet your Purses spare Make Him not Two-Pence richer by your Prayer To show you love Him much chastise Him more And make Him very Great and very Poor Push Him to Wars but still no Pence advance Let Him lose England to recover France Cry Freedom up with Popular noisie Votes And get enough to cut each others Throats Lop all the Rights that fence your Monarch's Throne For fear of too much Pow'r pray leave Him none A noise was made of Arbitrary Sway But in Revenge you Whiggs have found a way An Arbitrary Duty now to pay Let His own Servants turn to save their stake Glean from His Plenty and His Wants forsake But let some Judas near His Person stay To swallow the last Sop and then betray Make London independant of the Crown A Realm apart the Kingdom of the Town Let Ignoramus Juries find no Traytors And Ignoramus Poets scribble Satyrs And that your meaning none may fail to scan Do what in Coffee-houses you began Pull down the Master and Set up the Man EPILOGUE Written by the same Author Spoken by Mrs. Cooke MVCH Time and Trouble this poor Play has cost And Faith I doubted once the Cause was lost Yet no one Man was meant nor Great nor Small Our Poets like frank Gamesters threw at All. They took no single Aim ╌ But like bold Boys true to their Prince and hearty Huzza'd and fir'd Broad-sides at the whole Party Duels are Crimes but when the Cause is right In Battel every Man is bound to fight For what shou'd hinder Me to sell my Skin Dear as I cou'd if once my hand were in Se Defendendo never was a Sin 'T is a fine World my Masters right or wrong The Whiggs must talk and Tories hold their Tongue They must do all they can╌ But We Forsooth must bear a Christian mind And fight like Boys with One Hand ty'd behind Nay and when one Boy 's down 't were wond'rous wise To cry Box fair and give him time to rise When Fortune favours none but Fools will dally Wou'd any of you Sparks if Nan or Mally Tipt you th' inviting Wink stand shall I shall I A Trimmer cry'd that heard me tell this Story Fie Mistress Cooke Faith you 're too rank a Tory Wish not Whiggs hang'd but pity their hard Cases You Women love to see Men make wry Faces Pray Sir said I don't think me such a Jew I say no more but give the Dev'l his due Lenitives says he suit best with our Condition Jack Ketch says I 's an excellent Physician I love no Bloud╌Nor I Sir as I breath But hanging is a fine dry kind of Death We Trimmers are for holding all things even Yes╌just like him that hung twixt Hell and Heaven Have we not had Mens Lives enow already Yes sure ╌but you 're for holding all things steddy Now since the Weight hangs all on one side Brother You Trimmers shou'd to poize it hang on t'other Damn'd Neuters in their middle way of steering Are neither Fish nor Flesh nor good Red-Herring Not Whiggs nor Tories they nor this nor that Not Birds nor Beasts but just a kind of Bat A Twilight Animal true to neither Cause With Tory Wings but Whiggish Teeth and Claws Dramatis Personae The King Mr. Kynaston Duke of Guise Mr. Betterton Duke of Mayenne Mr. Jevon Grillon Mr. Smith The Cardinal of Guise Mr. Wiltshyre Archbishop of Lyons Mr. Perin Alphonso Corso Mr. Monfert Polin Mr. Bowman Aumalo Mr. Carlile Bussy Mr. Saunders The Curate of St. Eustace Mr. Vnderhill Malicorne Mr. Percival Melanax a Spirit Mr. Gillo Two Sheriffs Bright and Samford Citizens and Rabble c. WOMEN Queen-Mother Lady Slingsby Marmoutier Mrs. Barry SCENE PARIS THE DUKE of GUISE ACT. I. SCEN. I. The Council of Sixteen Seated An Empty Chair prepar'd for the Duke of Guise Bussy and Polin two of the Sixteen Bussy LIghts there more Lights what burn the Tapers dim When glorious Guise the Moses Gideon David The Saviour of the Nation makes approach Pol. And therefore are we met the whole Sixteen That sway the Crowd of Paris guide their Votes Manage their Purses Persons Fortunes Lives To mount the Guise where merit calls him high And give him a whole Heaven for room to shine Enter Curate of St. Eustace Buss. The Curate of S. Eustace comes at last But Father why so late Cur. I have been taking godly pains to satisfie some Scruples rais'd amongst weak Brothers of our Party that were staggering in the Cause Pol. What cou'd they find t' Object Cur. They thought to Arm against the King was Treason Buss. I hope you set 'em right Cur. Yes and for answer I produc'd this Book A Calvinist Minister of Orleans Writ this to justifie the Admiral For taking Arms against the King deceas'd Wherein he proves that irreligious Kings May justly be depos'd and put to death Buss. To borrow Arguments from Heretick Books Methinks was not so prudent Cur. Yes from the Devil if it would help our Cause The Author was indeed a Heretick The Matter of the Book is good and pious Pol. But one prime Article of our Holy League Is to preserve the King his Pow'r and Person Cur. That must be said you know for decency A pretty Blind to make the Shoot secure Buss. But did the Primitive Christians e're rebell When under Heathen Lords I hope they did Cur. No sure they did not for they had not Pow'r The Conscience of a People is their Power Pol. Well the next Article in our Solemn Covenant Has clear'd the Point again Buss. What is' t I shou'd be glad to find the King No safer than needs must Pol. That in case of Opposition from any person whatsoever╌ Cur. That 's well that 's well then the King is not excepted if he oppose us╌ Pol. We are oblig'd to join as one to punish All who attempt to hinder or disturb us Buss. 'T is a plain Case the King 's included in the Punishment In case he rebell against the People Pol. But how can he rebell Cur. I 'll make it out Rebellion is an Insurrection against the Government but they that have the Power are actually the Government Therefore if the People have the Power the Rebellion is in the King Buss. A most convincing Argument for Faction Cur. For Arming if you please but not for Faction For still the Faction is the fewest number So what they call the Lawful Government Is now the Faction for the most are ours Pol. Since we are prov'd to be above the King I wou'd gladly understand whom we are to obey or whether we are to be all Kings together Cur. Are you a Member of the League and ask that Question There 's an Article that I may say is as necessary as any In the Creed Namely that we the said Associates are Sworn to yield ready Obedience and Faithful Service to that Head