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A45225	Querer por solo querer To love only for love sake : a dramatick romance : represented at Aranjuez, before the King and Queen of Spain, to celebrate the birthday of that King, by the Meninas, which are a sett of ladies, in the nature of ladies of honour in that court, children in years, but higher in degree (being many of them daughters and heyres to grandees of Spain) than the ordinary ladies of honour, attending likewise that queen / written in Spanish by Don Antonio de Mendoza 1623 ; paraphrased in English, anno 1654 ; together with the Festivals of Aranwhez.; Querer por solo querer. English	Hurtado de Mendoza, Antonio, 1586-1644.; Fanshawe, Richard, Sir, 1608-1666.	1671 (1671)	Wing H3799; ESTC R19129	96,399	230

QVERER Por Solo QVERER To Love only for LOVE Sake A DRAMATICK ROMANCE REPRESENTED AT ARANJUEZ BEFORE THE KING and QUEEN of SPAIN TO CELEBRATE The BIRTH-DAY of that KING BY THE MENINAS Which are a Sett of LADIES in the Nature of LADIES OF HONOUR in that COURT CHILDREN in Years but Higher in Degree being many of Them Daughters and Heyres to GRANDEES of SPAIN than the ordinary Ladies of Honour Attending likewise that Queen Written in Spanish by Don Antonio de Mendoza 1623. Paraphrased in English Anno 1654. Together With the FESTIVALS of ARANWHEZ London Printed by William Godbid and are to be Sold by Moses Pitt at the White-Hart in Little-Britain 1671. Sir R. F. upon this Dramatick Romance Paraphrased by him during his Confinement to Tankersly Park in York-shire by Oliver after the Battail of Worcester in which he was taken Prisoner serving His Majesty whom God preserve as Secretary of State TIme was when I a PILGRIM of the SEAS When I ' midst noise of CAMPS and COURTS Dis-ease Purloin'd some Hours to Charm rude Cares with Verse Which flame of FAITHFUL SHEPHERD did rehearse But now restrain'd from SEA from CAMP from COURT And by a TEMPEST blown into a PORT I raise my thoughts to Muze on Higher Things And Eccho ARMS and LOVES of QUEENS and KINGS Which QUEENS despising Crowns and HYMEN'S Band Would neither MEN Obey nor MEN Command GREAT PLEASURE FROM ROUGH SEAS TO SEE THE SHORE OR FROM FIRM LAND TO HEAR THE BILLOWS ROARE I Lle Ego qui dubiis quondam jactatus in Undis Qui dum nunc Aulae nunc mihi Castra strepunt Leni importunas mulcebam Carmine Curas In quo PASTORIS flamma FIDELIS erat At nunc Castris Aulisque ejectus Undis Nam mihi Naufragium Portus Ira Quies Altiùs insurgens REGUM haud intactus AMORES Et REGINARUM fervidus ARMA Cano Quae vinc ' is HYMENAEE tuis spretisque CORONIS Nec Iuga ferre virum nec dare Iura veliat Dulce procellosos audire ex Litore stactus Eque truci Terram dulce videre Mari. TO THE Queen of Spain MADAM THis Comedy having been admitted to Your Majesties Eyes hath leave to throw it self at Your Feet It was written to Celebrate the BIRTH-DAY of the KING this gained it that Credit which it ought to have lost for being mine It hath been sought at the Festival of Your Majesty for in virtue of that Esteem which Your Name gives it Men pardon it the having been Penn'd by me To this Task I was emboldened by D. Maria de Gusman believing that a Creature of her Father would happen to Serve Your Majesty better with his Obligation than Others with their Wit the mistake was just I do not blame it nor those who desire to read it since it had the Honour to be heard by Your Majesty and it will gain two Plaudits without deserving one Your Majesty being now the second time its PATRONESS Your MAJESTIES Servant Don Antonio de Mendoza THis Comedy I consent not to the Printing of suffer it I do thus Copied to distribute amongst those who ask it for I have not the presumption to offer it to any if it be a boldness in whosoever prints in me it would be called a Madness one day is master of another against what is written to day will be that which is better known to morrow and who is it that knew not less yesterday The ambition of the Press is a fault which it is not sufficient to repent and in case this common danger were wanting my fear would create a new one though that which deserved to come to the Eyes of their Majesties might well lose the fear of all Mens Ears for caution advertency and study were more due to those that Acted it than to those that shall read it and this being more than sufficient for approbation the Council was not pleased it should have any other I write it in obedience and no Friends perswade me to publish it for I have none so vain I rather think that their opinion would obstruct me in this resolution finding in it those defects which are hidden from the proper Author for in the things of other men it is easie to be more wise and without denying the defects of mine I have been very willing to content with some Copies as many as seek them deceived with that which was ow'd to so splendid an Occasion Nor let any Man expect that the Errours of my Pen shall be accompanied with my disacknowledgment yet not to be excessive in difference neither I believe that if so remarkable a Festival required not a greater ability than mine it would be worthy of some Applause since compared with vulgar ones it deserves not much Contempt The Prologue Called by the Spaniard The LOA i. e. The Praise because therein the Spectators are commended to curry favour with them Spoken by the Lady Isabella Velasco and the Lady Isabella Guzman the latter pulling the former in with her upon the Stage Vel. I Will not forth with thee that 's plain Child thou tir'st thy self in vain Guz. Isabel thy Face Life Meen Be now my Second now my Skreen Vel. I Garb I Spirit Beauty I What oblige me with a Lye Skreen thee that Face thy Mettle fine Which second is to none be thine I joyn with thee in the Prologue I with the Audience to collogue Stiling them Senate Was I Born To Lead of Pigmies the Forelorn There 's Lady's work with all my heart Guz. I but Velasco take her part Who of the Minikin Brigade The youngest is the Lanspresade Vel. Marry a good and mending Fault But who must afterwards be sought To make me confident and bold For Guzman neither am I old Guz. Well of the Play then I despair Since with the Dames whatever's rare Sprightful Divine is wanting all For no Dames no Festivall Unto whose Top-top-gallant Beauty To strike is little Fly-boats Duty Superlatives have there a Rise Comparisons are odious twice Vel. That Fear hath Reason on its side But a worse matter I have spy'd The pityous humane Poet he Fears too his Farce will tedious be Guz. What a Fear that for the base Rout What a misbegotten doubt For Modesty may split it self On a high Rock or a low Shelf No no our Festival howe're It in it self hath cause to fear For of Meninas even the name Speaks littleness yet our great DAME Whom were She not Divine all out Heaven would have made a humane doubt Making it now her Offering Upon the Birth-day of the King It must for that be understood Both short and sweet and great and good That It is Hers deserves Applause Effects are measured by their Cause Chiefly so fair Porch being made Thereto as such a Mascarade In which the INFANTA'S Self would be To grace the QUEENS Solemnitie The KING too Her refin'd Gallant For no high strain of Soul can want In one whose Body is so pure What Favour doth not

am not as if that I Affected it to quit deformity Nor yet so foolish as some Women are Who for that only do suspect they 're fair Claro HEAV'N that created thee thus warlike stole Into a Woman's Body a Man's Soul But Nature's Law in vain thou do'st gainsay The Woman's Valour lies another way The Dress the Tear the Blush the witching Eye More witching Tongue are Beauty's Armory To rally to discourse in Companies Who 's fine who courtly who a WIT who wise And with the awing sweetness of a DAME As conscious of a Face can Tigers tame By Tasks and circumstances to discover Amongst the best of PRINCES the best LOVER The Fruit of all those Flowers who serves with most Self diffidence who with the greatest boast Who twists an Eye of Hope in brayds of Fear Who silent made for nothing but to bear Sweet scorn and injuries of LOVE envyes Unto his Tongue the Treasure of his Eyes Who without vaunting shape hath only Wit Nor knows to hope reward though merit it Then out of All to make a CHOICE so rare So lucky-wise as if thou wert not fair Zel. Will men ne're leave this freak that Beauties fate Is neither to the wise nor fortunate ENVY would have it so She usher'd in This vulgar Errour or some scorn'd Mans Spleen Or homely Womans Comfort PRINCE that DAME Who lets her self be lov'd with a true Flame Considers not how ill INGRATITUDE Will look when she must afterwards be rude Should I examine if this Man 's a Gull Or th' other Gull a LOVER Poor and dull To render him the object of my Care Who should be of my Scorn Only Despair Will I allow to Men nor can dispence With so much shew of hope as diligence What a fond antiquated Errour Save me I must call 't Love because a Man would have me For his none-self He swears he 's mine alone Then grosely prays me not to be my own Ros. Sounds it not merit unto thee for one To serve thee who is braver than the Sun Zel. Would'st thou have me admire and value than The painted Plumes of any Peacock-Man I 've Pride enough my self It makes me smile And yet I 'm vext to hear what Love the stile And serving in a GALLANT to new sheath Himself each day not let his Mistress breath But haunt her to the Park or to the Bourse On that the vulgar call a goodly Horse Hat in the hand her colours in the hat Then tell her with a trembling boldness What That he 's an Ass Affect a diffidence Yet wear her Porch out making diligence Smell rank of Hope If Importunity Is call'd Desert what more absurd can be Than for a fair one to become his prey That hunts her down Let Greater ASIA Her Princes send their Valours here to prove I would see Fighting and not hear of Love Ros. Our Ancestresses would but we more wise The Ignis fatuus of Love despise Claro These Ceremonies which thou seek'st to bar From the first hallowing fundamental are To Lady-hoods fair Order for discreet Secret and stout and gay of a compleat Lover are the Ingredients And in SPAIN The gallant Mock-war of the Bulls and CANE Doth in a Courtly Valour comprehend Both that which you and that which I commend For those fierce GAMES though Sports they called are Proclaim in jest what Men in earnest dare Zel. Secret quoth you If he must trusted be With nothing what 's his secrecy to me Thou CLARIDORO do'st extremely erre If thou think'st Courtships can this Bosom stir Not my AFFECTION Body Air and Meen But Soul Deeds Virtues purchase my ESTEEM Thy brave Youth hazzard in this Enterprize For Sloth in Princes is a double Vice Whence if thou conquer thou com'st burnish'd forth With Glory if thou dye what greater worth Than to lose well a Life Claro But I keep mine To be spent better in some CAUSE that 's thine Mean while at thy adored Feet it lies And where can be a nobler Enterprise Than to o'recome thy Love 's disdainful high And Beautiful Impossibility 'T has more of danger in it too For there My Valour combats but with Thee my Fear If thou dispraisest Praise neglectest Care And hatest to be lov'd why art thou fair Zel. I am not fair nay fair I will not be And less endure to be so call'd by thee If Truth where is the favour if a Lye It mends me not What vain Civility I wonder it should please some as it doth A great Lye 't is and would be a small Truth Claro Be not displeas'd that I thy Beauty praise 'T is a Debt which my Eye owes and my Tongue pays Give me thy Heart then or thou 'lt dye in debt Zel. If I have thine where Shew me my Receipt Claro 'T is well The anger of a Mistress swells In thee in me a LOVER's Patience dwells Ros. If all thy Servants thus thou entertain I look this Prince too should be bond or slain For of the other nothing yet is known Zel. Ay and absence kill'd him he hath done The part of a Wiseman and of a Lover Claro Th' INCHANTED CASTLE doth it self discover Zel. A goodly Fabrick Claro Princely Zel If the Cloud Shine so what does the light that it does shroud Claro The two wings various workmanship seems rather A Sphear than Pallace Miracle than either Zel. The uniform and equal structure vyes Twin-Beauties so 't is Musick of the Eyes And its perfections greater their fame The stile of Royal for Divine disclaim Ros. It shews ' midst so much Beauty as delights A Majesty that awes Honour that frights What MONSTERS muster Claro That of Creet I think I am surveying and his LABYRINT Zel. Here hangs a Trumpet Claro 'T is without all doubt T' advise when any strangers are without Zel. Blow it and call Ros. Is it no more but so Madam when thou do'st call do'st thou not know Thou call'st a thousand Monsters Zel. Pish We may Be without fears all Ladies Blow I say One Blows the Trumpet to which they answer from within with another and a Gyant appears upon the Battlement Gy. 1. Th' Advent'rer who Ros. Dire shape Zel. 'T were not amiss To learn before what the ADVENTURE is Gy. 1. You would not use your hands then but your feet Zel. With civil Gyant shall one never meet Claro He knows not thee Zel. How many have pretence To Valour only by their Insolence Ros. Excuse them Madam the Books make them so Gy. 1. Approaching Knights themselves in Armour show Ros. Again I fear me here will be a fray Zel. A Troop of Horse My GENIUS feasts to day Ros. Madam we are not safe Zel. Mask'd in this dress Here will I stand to witness the success Ros. But Madam why hast thou not made a new INCHANTED CASTLE for thy Beauty too Zel. Because that Beauty hath a stronger fence Which is immur'd with its own innocence Sound Trumpets Ros. All 's War Zel.

Dame that listens to her praise May be presum'd not to abhor The diff'rence then is very great For where there is most diffidence A Cause that can a hearing get Will pick an Eye of Hope from thence But Oh! the space Madam the space Betwixt his passion and relief Who suffers and restrains his Grief Nor open'd to the JUDGE his Case For once I will discover mine Not to perswade thee to incline The least but only let thee see What silence thou hast ow'd to me O how it sweeten would my pain Could my CAUSE hope but to be cast Out after formal sentence past In the fair Court of thy Disdain For though I have a Patience Which needs not this experiment Yet I would owe experience It self to being a Patient Cla. Henceforth thou shalt not to my face Tell me I would not hear thy CASE Nor me with thy dumb Passion twit For thou hast disinvelop'd it Him who his silence for respect Obtrudes upon my estimation For punishment I will direct To speak in nothing nor no fashion For if he persevere not mute I 'll tell him and I 'll smiling do 't What time his pain hath speechless been 'T was 'cause being small he bit it in Which if he now could do no more But LOVE brake ope his prison dore Though with dark-keeping he was mad He 's tame since he began to gad I make no diff'rence 'twixt a wrong And telling me thou do'st despair LOVE haulks at hope when in a Tongue He walks abroad to take the Air. If nourish hope thou ought'st not Thou Do'st thy self wrong as well as me Confiscating by speaking now The merit of thy Secrecie He that of honour understands Pain'd hath his cure in his own hands The glory of concealing it The smart of suff'ring it doth quit And FLORANTEO for the Truth Of thy Affection I should doubt it But that one thing confirm me doth That I desire to be without it Flo. My Errour did not think to be So much beholding unto Thee And faintly hop'd from thine own mouth The undeceiving of my Youth I better than I look'd for fare Though I presum'd to entertain Some thought that to compleat despair I might be help'd by thy disdain Be not so prodigal of scorns On me thy Rigours do not wast With such a deluge of good turns I may grow insolent at last And I to thee would owe no more Meaning to dye to pay this shot And set thee something on my score Cla. I hear thee and I hear thee not Flo. My death will bring some good to thee In ridding thee of me Cla. I doubt it Thy death will bring no good to me For I 'll be rid of thee without it Offers to go away Flo. Into the Garden comes a Knight Cla. Withdraw that I may see unseen Whether or no he doth acquit The promise of his Princely Meen Exit Florant●o Cla. No Man was born to be my Husband no Man Deserves a Love For as when this Man 's scorn'd His everlasting whining deafs a Woman So that grows sawcy if his Love 's return'd The best unjustly blames the worst of Fate Is it unjust to give to all their due He is a Man enough to merit Hate He loves me that 's unpardonable too Nor let fair Virgins murmur at their chance Of being entit'led to ill luck O dull Though frequently repeated Ignorance Is 't no good luck then to be beautiful For if to make us happy Men were able What needed more to make us miserable Enter Felisbravo Fel. A second ARGO fraighted With Fear and Avarice Between the Sea and Skies Hath penetrated To the new World unworn With the red footsteps of the snowy Morn Thirsty of Mines She comes rich back and the curl'd Rampire past Of watry Mountains cast Up by the winds Ungrateful shelf near home Gives her usurped Gold a silver Tomb. A devout PILGRIM who To forreign Temple bare Good pattern fervent prayre Spurr'd by a pious Vow Meas'ring so large a space That Earth lack'd Regions for his Plants to trace Joyful returns though poor And just by his aboad Falling into a Road Which Laws did ill secure Sees plunder'd by a Thief O happier Man than I for 't is his Life Conspicuous grows a TREE Which Wanton did appear First fondling of the Year With smiling Braverie And in his blooming pride The lower house of Flowers did deride When his silk Robes and fair His Youth 's imbellishing The Crownet of a Spring Narcissus of the Air Rough Boreas doth confound And with his Trophies strews the scorned ground Trusted to redious hope So many months the CORN Which now begins to turn Into a golden Crop The lusty Grapes which plump Are the last farewell of the Summers pomp How spatious spreads the VINE Nurs'd up with how much care She lives she thrives grows fair 'Bout her lov'd Elm doth twine Comes a cold Cloud and lays In one the Fabrick of so many days A silver RIVER SMALL In sweet Accents His Musick vents The warbling Virginal To which the merry Birds do sing Timed with stops of gold the chrystal string He steals by a green Wood With fugitive feet Gay jolly sweet Comes me a troubled Flood And scarcely one sand stays To be a witness of his golden days The SHIP' 's up weigh'd The PILGRIM made a Saint Next Spring recrowns the PLANT Winds raise the CORN was laid The Vine is prun'd The Rivulet new tun'd But in the Ill I have I 'm left alive only to dig my Grave Lost BEAUTY I will dye But I will thee recover And that I dye not instantly Shews me more perfect LOVER For my Soul gone before I live not now to live but to deplore Cla. This is he that was more stout Aside Fel. In these blind Paths I go To hunt my Foe Whom having once found out His Blood shall purge the soyl Of a short nap and an immortal spoyl Cla. Well believe 't the Man 's no Fool Nor a boist'rous Sword-man solie For Wisdom taught in Sorrow's School Is the Child of Melancholy Aside Fel. Am I a Prince or am I vile Am I a refined LOVER Am I stout yet all this while Not the PICTURE to recover Cla. Heav'n be juster then that he Have a Picture had of me Aside Fel. Fairest Madam well 't is seen I was ignorant indeed That durst wrong so bright a Queen Cla. Wrong'd he me in word or deed Aside Fel. Yet wise enough I am to know Losing my painted Mistress The unpainted one will after go Cla. Else she her self a STATUE is Aside Fel. A Voice Cla. He has me in his Ear Therefore will I my self unshroud And try his Wit too Knight Fel. Who 's there Claridiana shews her self What Heav'n what Sun breaks through a Cloud Cla. Though my presence All admit Thy presumption wants much Wit If before the ENTERPRIZE Be wholly finish'd thou suppose To pry into the Mysteries Which these inchanted Walls inclose To tame two Dragons

and Laws Of Hospitality perdon the Cause Now no more curious Fooleries in old And valiant Earnest let the WORLD behold Arm'd ZELIDAURA and TARTARIA feel The dire effects of her provoked Steel Exeunt Zelidaura and Roselinda All. For FLORANTEO Victory Flo. Villains in your Throats ye lye Citiz. To Floranteo Madam yield your Hand Or all Arabia falls from your Command Cla. Coward and Raskal-Heard that shall be try'd This is my Hand Who who will give the Bride Approach that dare See Traitors whom my breath Draws Should drive like chaff It holds the Key of Death And Floranteo draws in defence of her Flo. Retire His Sword for whom ye mutiny Defends Claridiana Citiz. Enemy To thine own Heart Thy self and all the Gods Thou dost oppose provoking their just Rods. Flo. Insolent Varlets All. Kill him Flo. I had rather Serve her than have her Cla. O my deep-read Father Permit'st thou this Now save me by thy Art Now is the moment Flo. Madam Take good Heart He drives them out and returns to Claridiana The Cloud 's dispers'd y' are safer in my Guard Then if the Stars all own'd you for their ward Trumpets Exeunt The End of the second Act. The Persons of the third Act are the same with those of the second adding MARS AURELIO A CAPTAIN And OTHERS Querer por solo Querer To Love only to Love THE THIRD ACT. Enter Aurelio and others as receiving with joy Zelidaura with her Roselinda in Tartaria Zel. THis is t' entrap me well my Foot Within the City I 'll not put Till a full Tryal make it clear Whether things are as they appear Aur. Great Madam 't is enough the Realm Thy secret wand'ring did incline To murmur at thee and repine Our Pilot absent from the Helm But to be censur'd once disloyal TARTARIA merits not What Tryal Would'st thou have more than the Applause And Ioy which thy Return doth cause Both this which meets thee on the Bounds And that which from yon Walls resounds Though as to lighting us some time Abscence eclips'd thee to our Clime Not as to Influence for to Faith No Back at all a SOV'RAIGN hath Since the false news did thee no harm And now thy Beams TARTARIA warm This Errour 's debtor we remain For giving us our Queen again Enter the City we implore Nor let thy Anger cost it more Zel. First in that Rural Palace hid with Bow'rs I 'll rest But what 's this noyse Rif. Help Heav'nly Pow'rs Trumpets Within a great noyse of Swords The World sinks with their stroaks Zel. Make hast hast make Enter Felisbravo and Claridoro fighting and much People endeavouring to part them and with them the General Rifaloro and a Captain Fel. Now on thy treach'ry will I take A full Revenge Claro Now on thy Head Shall be reveng'd what I have bled Zel. Rule me those Swords two lives defend Which th' Owners prodigally spend O Heavens Fel. Leave of all his Train Not one alive Gen. Cowards in vain Ye muster Regiments of Hares The more you are the more your fears Aur. What Fury Tide encounters Tide Vain Labour Rif. I am by thy side None of your petty Clownlings we The Bombast of a Comedie Zel. Part them I say The two that fight Are CLARIDORO and the Knight Of the Picture Rif. There 's thy score Rifaloro hits one of them No fencing it with RIFALORE The Knights are parted Fel. That e're so many People came I kill'd him not I blush for shame Claro That I by these should hind'red be From killing him it vexes me Capt. Both are hurt Zel. The Stranger bear First to be Cur'd And OFFICER Quarter him in the Mansion Of LAURA'S Father CORIDON Capt. I shall Zel. Prince Claridoro too Whose Life I fear less of the two Place in an equal Quarter near Aur. I shall Zel. Before you go d' ye hear Clap in such wise on both a Guard That they perceive not their way barr'd I would secure them each from either Yet not be seen to do it neither The Captain comes to Felisbravo and Aurelio to Claridoro Aside And how O LOVE how shall I know Whether he fought for me or no Capt. Please you to come where they may cure you Fel. The wound is nothing I assure you Capt. By your Life Sir consider 't more Aur. Prince reply not y' are hurt sore Claro A scratch believe 't Aur. You 'll find it none Howe're the Queen will have it done Claro A spark of pity now from Her Then look for quarter from a Murd'rer Fel. Captain how far from hence to Court Capt. Your Cure Sir Knight doth more import You than that knowledge Fel. To secure ZELIDAURA is my Cure Capt. What Faith a groundless lye will win And O! how late it is call'd in But come along and you shall see How well this Care may spared be Fel. To my Revenge I do prefer The greater sweet of serving her Exeunt Felisbravo and Captain Aur. Come Prince Claro 'T is so Now Madam I do find You who ev'n then are cruel when y' are kind Because from Life I sue out a divorce To punish me will make me live perforce Exeunt Claridoro and Aurelio Rif. Do they bear them Pris'ners hence Gen. Pris'ners I 'll follow my dear Prince Resolving by his side to dye Rif. That 's not for me and yet I lye For I to give my self my due Do whiff the smoak of HONOUR too Exit General and Rifaloro offers to follow him but is staid by Roselinda Zel. Stop that Servant Ros. Gentleman I come to call you Rif. Virgin can You pick out of this face and meen No higher Title Well 't is seen You know me not you don't in troth You don't How low our Market go'th You have been somewhere neerly bred So thin your Courtesie you spred 'T has vext me Gentleman quoth you When Knighthood is so common too Well your bus'ness Ros. She that calls Herself the Mistress of these Walls Rif. Is a Goddess and clep'd is Ros. What a new strain new Humour 's this If she a Goddess be or no Let thine Eyes tell thee Rif. Where 's de Froe Rifaloro turns takes off his Hat and falls at her Feet Zel. Approach Rif. Now let me never stir What diff'rence 'twixt the Sun and hir A Clustre of ripe Stars she is Let me that hand adoring kiss That hand by which the LILLIES brown appear And the Crystal is not clear Lac'd with Saphyr tagg'd with shell In which the Orient Pearl doth dwell Give me that pretty foot which goes Knitting sweet flow'r with Ivory Toes But none so short as It for thine Is BREVIAT of a JESAMINE Give me Zel. Withdraw and let him stay Roselinda goes aside Art thou the Stranger 's Servant Say Rif. I am nor of him do complain Zel. Is he so good Rif. So bad w' are fain At ev'ry turn to be made friends But seldome in this World meet Ends Ill Masters have good Servants Good

of the Water First Cause of all the Ills there after A flying Pine with desperate Braves Is the Tyrant of the Waves To all succeeding Time's disease JASON THESEUS HERCULES Wage a new War upon Mankind In Fields of Water and of Wind With more of Earth than Nobler Fire They break the Sea For by the dire Thirst of Riches Gulphs between Nay watry Mountains are not seen To win by Arms the GOLDEN FLEECE The aim is of these Peers of GREECE The gazing Islanders provide Arms too their Furies to abide MEDEA and the KING incline Two ways in that which they design He to defend the Walls he held She to the Foe her heart to yield The Father's favour and the Maid's Seeks JASON and his bold Comrades But false are they and he that seeks For all are Men and those Men GREEKS FINEO with a jealous Eye Stands looking at the Novelty Revenge and Anger his thoughts brood Jealousie is prone to blood The Royal Virgin is inflam'd Whilst her supposed Scorns are blam'd By a young lovely Gard'ner there That sows sweet Henbane in her Ear Confiding little in her Eyes The force of charms MEDEA tries But charms are Crimes of no avail If those of BEAUTY come to fail Her face the Philtre is must do 't And in her curls bound hand and foot No other Witchcraft needs One hair Can shackle JASON if 't is fair He who was valiant amongst Men Was a Womans Coward then Whom in close walks of Royal Loves Old Rendezvouz MEDEA proves In melting Notes divinely breath'd The Secret of her Soul is sheath'd A sweeter SYREN then before He scap'd at Sea he meets on Shore But what is this The FRAME entire Is jurisdiction of the Fire A Flame as any Light'ning quick Catching from dry stick to stick Is a tall Plume of Light and slings The Tiles which fly with fiery Wings The brave security behold Of that FAIR YOUTH who like an old COMMANDER covers his own fears Lest thence his Men authorize theirs Yet all Men fear for him whilst hee The Fire doth unconcerned see For in the troubled Thoughts of All From his proud height he doth not fall Nor from his side doth stir one Inch SHE who from Him will never flinch Who scorns all danger but Her Lord's Which in Text Letters Fame records Of the numerous Auditory He survays the lowest Story The Rout who at the danger quake When only it should cause them wake The danger than the fear is less And of the fright and of the press And of the Remedy they chose All the hazzard they compose Now all that Blood or HYMEN'S Hands Ty'd to His Bosom with strict Bands In His brave Arms th' Illustrious Youth Snatch out of the Furnace doth Kinder than he whose pious Back Beneath his Aged Sire did crack The Phoenix of TROYS Bloody Flame For his lost Wife behind him came Th' undaunted Beauty of the Queen Only with so much pale was seen As th' early Morning doth confess Whilst yet she smiles in her Night-dress Those Goddesses whom Mortals got Were left still sprawling on the spot Out of fear by the base Sect By Nobles out of pure respect Till rude Compassion conquering Awe Necessity that hath no Law Puts a becoming boldness on Then every Don̄a hath her Don. As of Religious Houshold-Gods The sweet and venerable Loads These burthens so their shoulders meet Which had been else prophan'd with feet If any Gallant tardy came To snatch out of the Fire his Flame In this at least he shews he 's Hers That he would quench it with his Tears What high Civilities were foil'd What Love was in the making spoild Incurring whilst the Fire they fly The danger of the water by One unto whom fair Eyes made suit For succour in their Language mute Not giving either Sigh or Ayd Like cruel NERO All survay'd The Hub-bub ended with the Cause And now the Noise serv'd for Applause The danger did conclude in Laughter And Fear was out of count'nance after All that gave reason to be sorry Was what the Eyes did miss of Glory Taking that out in Hellish fright Which had been Wonder and Delight As 't was the Garland it deserv'd And the success for Bon-fire serv'd Whilst the blank Poets Baies expire They blaze and crackle in the Fire Fame gave Acquittance self deceiv'd For Sums which she had not receiv'd And busie Wits I know not what Smelt of an unintended plot The Accident produc'd some Mirth To see how People of course Earth By fearing dangers make them room Whilst Kings even those which are o'recome The Rising of the Spanish SUN Was thus solemniz'd May he run Endless in Fame though not in Age Like a tough Gyant a long Stage FINIS * The Lady Margarita de Tavara * The Lady Francisca de Tavara * The Lady Antonia de Acunia * La Loa * The Lady Mary Gusman * The Lady Maria de Arragon Don̄a Maria de Hos and Do. Isabella de Salazar * D. Bernarda de Bilbao * The Lady Isabella de Arragon * A Black-Moor Maid Singer to the Queen * The Lady Maria de Arragon * The Queen of Spain Isabella of Burbon Eldest daughter to Henry the Great of France * The Infanta afterward Emperess * The Lady Maria of Arragon * The Lady Francisca de Tavara * The Lady Antonia de Mendoza * The Lady Anna Maria Manrique * The Lady Mary Gusman * The Lady Leonor Pimentel * The Queen * The second Festival of the Lady Leonor Pimentel * The Garden of the Black-Moor * The Mask of four Squadrons in each the Infanta the Lady Mary Gusman the Lady Francisca The Golden Fleece * Frixus and Helle. * The Lady Luysa Carillo The Ship Argo Jason c. Medea Jason disguised in the Garden * The Theatre fired by accident

and of Beasts of Prey Coward to so much Beauty and His own worst Enemy underhand Letting in no Light to Hope Yet giving all his Passion scope Speaks but she Audience doth deny For in Affections plac'd so high You shall always hear Men tell There he aspir'd and there he fell LURCANO and ALBIDA see Who teach the Rules of Modesty Show Lovers how to be discreet And keep them within Limits meet Now hear ANASTARAX complain Who in so much fire and pain Earns soft pity praise and glory Ev'n in Lovers Purgatory Inclinable to be entreated By Groans so sensibly repeated Albida stopt but not her Ear At the Laments which eccho'd there O how humane and how brave She thrids the must'ring flames to save Only Ador'd is Beauty cruel The Wretch that is of those the fewel Lurcano left and in despair Peoples with wild Complaints the Air. When to extremity things come Discretion is not always dumb On flying Dragon's back behold A GODDESSE who in DELPHOS old Would from the SUN himself have ta'ne His Adoration and his Fane Without an Ear to those Complaints Which poor LURCANO so well paints Whose Flame so fair an Object sought No Errour is though 't is a Fault She flies like Light'ning and the Lover To his own Thoughts deliver'd over Feeds upon those enjoys Despair In it th' Ambition of his Pray'r ANASTARAX refined came Out of the Bosom of the Flame For 't is the Good of Ill to be Acquainted with 't familiarlie AMADIS in fine disdain'd For all the Conquest his Sword gain'd Of the most Soveraign Love and hard Frames to himself his own Reward And bleeding inward bitter Tears For those tyrannick Scorns of hers Counts not to sit down by the loss A Boldness greater than his Cross. NIQUEA sole Exception of Natures General Rule of Love And of high Faith the richest Prize If the World durst kerve to her Eyes Loves his Worth but hates his Love And praising that all Mens above To other Gifts than of his Mind Is not only dumb but blind ARETHUSA Nymph compleat Slides down from her Starry Seat Receipting Pills in pity wrapt To swage the torments so ill hapt With what a grace doth she set forth Of ALBIDA the vast worth NIQUEA'S Beauty and her scorn Which must be kept since it is born Confusions of ANASTORAX Of Jealousie and Love the Flax LURCANO'S high divided Flame And AMADIS his still the same These Heroick Lovers all Paid in that we them so call Marriage at any rate eschew'd In which your vulgar Plays conclude Armies of Minstrels in the Air Which to their several Quires repair The Elements together dart But make them Friends before they part The SCENE is chang'd and by and by Those which had been Mountains dry Transform'd to Gardens fresh and green As Hyblean Groves are seen In HYERARCHIES of Steps distinct A Ribbon on each ANGEL linkt Diversifies with streaks of Red The Azure Pavements which they tread Approacheth an Illustrious DAME But could not hit on when she came Of the Great LIGHT the pendant Ray In guessing which the Conquest lay Now the victorious GODDESSE She The Wonder tryes but 't will not be 'T was quit because She likewise mist The Lady LEONORA'S List. Dancing She ends the FESTIVALL In its full Glories summing All That modern Spirits can invent Or draw from ancient Precedent The CAESARS Birth-days to Grace whom The Majesty of their own ROME With ravish'd Plumes from Conquer'd GRECE Were oft distill'd into one piece Observ'd like this were never known No Years e're worthier of a Throne Or to encrease to infinite This Tryumph to Hopes Wishes Sight By being what and whose it was Set Pillars which they could not pass Astonish'd the Spectator stands Tearing the Air with Voice and Hands What mute attention first commended Loud Plaudits Crown when it is ended Rif. But what new Dorick Tow'rs adorn The Garden where the Statues mourn What Noise which bandied to and fro The more we hear the less we know A Second THEATRE it is Which the perfection if it miss Of the first disdains but That All that was ever wondred at Now the Musick Plays away Sign of a new beginning Play Erected there is a new Throne Which Golden SOL himself might own Of MASKERS entred a new Band Where Lamps to Lamps opposed stand And with new Lights the Visage cheer Of that other HEMISPHERE The substance and invention Of the Cloaths they now have on In what they bought their Riches shows And their Wit in what they chose FAME and ENVY loe at strife Whether of them most to the life The past FESTIVAL shall paint Treading the Stage with lofty Plant The Play begins COLCHOS the Scene The Subject JASON HIPPOCRENE By Pailsuls was pour'd into It With Feather of a PHOENIX writ O what sad duplicated Groans From the hoarse Sea came up at once Whence the Center with Blew Waves APOLLO'S Golden Circles laves Favour Neptune Joves next brother Cryes one Voice and straight another Billows let us pass in peace And your swelling anger cease Thou pitying daughter of the Main Let not two Mariners pray in vain Who without Sails the Air cut through Who without Oars the Ocean plough By a curl'd Bark of Gold unshorn To their desired Port are born The Fugitives this Pray'r that made The sweetest Twins the World e're had Those who are plac'd for Signs in Heaven With these in Beauty are not even Nor the green Woods have ever known So much VENUS and ADONE NEREUS'S Daughters one and all Beautiful in Love did fall With this their GOLDEN BRUTE a rare Emblem of a foolish Heire In Coasts by them ne're seen before This pair of lovely Strangers pore Unto a wandring Life their just Hopes of a Royal Scepter trust FRIXUS relates in Language good The Greatness of their injur'd Blood The Poison of an envious Soul And an Envy's poison'd Bowl In this sad plight of all forsook MARS upon them pity took For to Complaints by Earth prefarr'd The Ears of Heaven are not barr'd A Noble Dame makes a Divine Composition In Her joyne A Flow'r less vain less noxious Star NARCISSUS and the GOD OF WAR Her sprightful Body she hath drest In a strong glitt'ring Back and Brest And her Temple Walls with those Which won in Fight you must suppose This God of Honourable Men Valiant Wonders tells them then Who prov'd in spight of Times and Fate Famous though not Fortunate He wish'd them to the High-lands get For Deserts still were a retreat A Sanctuary Coop and Pen As well to Great as Holy Men. The GOLDEN FLEECE gives him the Prince Worn by so many PHILIPS since Near their Great Hearts And by the Fourth Who writes the first of all in worth His Cheeks with Tears FINEO drowns Because his fair MEDEA frowns For hopeless Love is so unwise To make it self Fetters of Ice The second Pilgrim