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cause_n	great_a	king_n	son_n	2,904	5	5.0346	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A45651	The mistakes, or, The false report a tragi-comedy, acted by their Majesties servants / written by Mr. Jos. Harris ; the prologue written by Mr. Dryden ; the epilogue by Mr. Tate.	Harris, Joseph, ca. 1650-ca. 1715.; Mountfort, William, 1664?-1692.; Dryden, John, 1631-1700.; Tate, Nahum, 1652-1715.	1691 (1691)	Wing H865; ESTC R4488	60,524	88

then By cutting off it's sure●t prop that 's left Or do they think I am my Masters Log A Passive thing for them to tread upon Ric. Now all my Plots are ripe my golden hopes aside Are ready for projection Perhaps my Lord Miranda was the occasion of this mallice V. R. What sayst thou Ric. Alas what have I said indeed Per●aps what shall I say Miranda Sir V. R. Miranda Sir why sticks your story there As if it ended in Miranda's name Ric. Nothing but Sir another thought disturb'd me V. R. Another no Sir 't is that thought disturbs you You eccho'd to Miranda with a sigh I 'le have it out be quick and do not urge me Ric. Oh do not force me Sir to such a Crime V. R. A Crime I 'me amaz'd Ric. You will be Sir amaz'd when I shall tell it But spare my life and grant me a reprieve V. R. Your life Ricardo Ric. Yes Sir my life which if I speak is forfeited And I must disobey if silent Yet 't is resolv'd I 'le dye a thousand deaths Rather then brand my Loyalty but oh My words will strike it dead and silence blasts it They blow away my fame so dearly priz'd And all for one rash error of my tongue V. R. I 'me all dissolv'd in wonder Ric. Yet I will speak you 've forc'd it from my breast And pull'd my heart-strings with it kneels Sir I love her Now tread th' aspiring worm to its Element Now gather in your breath rally the wand'ring attoms To curse this proud Ambitious Traytor dead Yet why am I thus my own Accuser When I shou'd blame my fate and not my will Forgive my heedless Stars forgetfullness And O permit the monster to retire To the Chaos whence it sprung and where it ever Had buried laid and in perpetuall darkness But that you Sir by a Diviner influence With one Command like a prevailing Charm Struck life into the confused heap of matter And usher'd to the light the unwilling birth V. R. Ricardo rise I find my Spirits sink Trembling to mix my Nobler blood with his Yet thus I 'de cut Alberto to the heart Tying this knot I untwine his thread of life And cheaply gain to rule his fate and him 'T is done my anger has ore'come my pride And rage has conquer'd what De●ert cou'd never Ricardo Ric. My Royall Lord. V. R. Have you consider'd what you 've said Or has my goodness thus embolden'd you Ric. I 've weigh'd Great Sir your goodness and your high descent On the other side my weak and empty merits Your favour was the Air in which I breath'd But soon as Justice had near gain'd the Cause Love Tyrant Love that Arbitrary Boy Kick'● up the ballance broke the Sacred Scales And like Divinity without respect Is equally obey'd by King and Peasant V. R. Ricardo Justice has obtain'd the Cause Embraces My Son but take that title without her For when I think of her the thought 's a Curse Ric. Ha! do I dream or did you say my Son Let me for ever thus embrace your knees For Words wou'd be allay unto my gratitude V. R. Rise my best friend and since it must be so To morrow she is yours Ric. But Sir V. R. Yes Spite of her resistance my Ricardo She 's yours or heavens But now no more Th' approaching midnight warns us unto rest Sleep but this night my Son secure from harms The next you Anchor in Miranda's arms Exit Ric. Thus like an Eagle when he Soars above And cuts the yielding Air to seize his quarry Basks in the Clouds and glances tow'rds the earth Then seems to drive his flight another way But all is to delude his easy prey So I like the new Marriners o' th Court By different points steer to my wish●t for port By being ●animede I cozen Iove But since I 'me favour'd by the Powers above Be still the rest and be Triumphant Love Exit The Scene changes to a Yard behind the Prison Enter Lopez with a Party of Rabble Lop. Come my brave Friends let us attack these sawcy Walls that dare con●ine my Master treacherously betray'd into the Nooze by a Cowardly Courtier 1st Rab. What Courtier honest Lopez I 'le spit him upon the point of a needle unless he be a friend to our Society a modish foppish one Lop. Nay then I have him fast Aside 'T is he that has kept all this coil about fashions who to please the Vice-Roy wou'd metamorphose us all into Spaniards that is wou'd cut your trade shorter by the sleeves 1st Rab. Oh how my blood boils against the Villain what turn us all into Children with hanging-sleeves and clip our profit with the shears of his ambition and avarice my blood 's as hot as if there were a 100. fleas stimulating my courage 2d Rab. What 's his name that we may go on men never commenc'd Heroes by talk but action Now I think on 't these walls are tame things enough they 'le suffer a blow without returning it nor are there any port-holes to kill a man unawares if they within will be Civill we 'le deal most manfully with the o●t-guards Lop. Pray give me leave 'T is he who wou'd banish long Toledo and wou'd bring in a new kind of a harmless Rapier of a foot and a half long to prevent duells nay he motion'd once that Gentlemen shou'd wear wooden blades so that we shou'd not have had a murder in a whole week 3d. Rab. O' the Villain there 's my occupation defunct but who is it all this while Lop. No matter now to our business know you for what you came here 1st Rab. Yes to free your master Lop. Do you know how he came to prison 2d Rab. Upon his legs our business is to take him from it and not to examine how he came to 't Lop. Then where 's the justice of your Cause 3d. Rab. In our Swords where shou'd it be Cause q●otha why Lawyers deal with Causes and they●re no fighting men Lop. Very wittily argu'd but soft who●s here are they friends or enemies hark●ye my Lads if these prove foes stand ●our ground stoutly while I valiantly qui● mine aside Enter on the other side Bernardo with another Party of Rabble Ber. Now Heroes since we are embark't so far on this honourable expedition let us consider further what we have to do This is all the contrivance of that damn●d Rascall Lopez Lop. Hum 't is Bernardo come upon the same design with me but I 'le send him away Come on friends this is the Servant to that Courtier I told you of come to release his master and hinder our design he has but two or three softheads with him say shall we let him Omn. No no knock him down knock him down Ber. Hold hold I beg your pardon Seignior Lopez what I said of you was but a complement in Masquerade Lop. You have it for that ●ine expression but now I must chastise you for something else