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A11262	The lamentable tragedie of Locrine, the eldest sonne of King Brutus discoursing the warres of the Britaines, and Hunnes, with their discomfiture: the Britaines victorie with their accidents, and the death of Albanact. No lesse pleasant then profitable. Newly set foorth, ouerseene and corrected, by VV.S.; Locrine	W. S., fl. 1595.; Peele, George, 1556-1596, attributed name.; Greene, Robert, 1558?-1592, attributed name.; Marlowe, Christopher, 1564-1593, attributed name.	1595 (1595)	STC 21528; ESTC S106301	33,390	79

THE Lamentable Tragedie of Locrine the eldest sonne of King Brutus discoursing the warres of the Britaines and Hunnes with their discomfiture The Britaines victorie with their Accidents and the death of Albanact No lesse pleasant then profitable Newly set foorth ouerseene and corrected By VV. S. LONDON Printed by Thomas Creede 1595 The lamentable Tragedie of Locrine the eldest sonne of King Brutus discoursing the warres of the Britaines and Hunnes with their discomfiture the Britaines victory with their accidents and the death of Albanact The first Act Scene 1. Enter Atey with thunder and lightning all in black with a burning torch in one hand and a bloodie swoord in the other hand and presently let there come foorth a Lion running after a Beare or any other beast then come foorth an Archer who must kill the Lion in a dumbe show and then depart Remaine Atey Atey In paenam sectatur Vmbra A Mightie Lion ruler of the woods Of wondrous strength and great proportion With hideous noyse scarring the trembling trees With yelling clamors shaking all the earth Trauerst the groues and chast the wandring beasts Long did he raunge amid the shadie trees And draue the silly beasts before his face When suddeinly from out a thornie bush A dreadfull Archer with his bow ybent Wounded the Lion with a dismall shaft So he him stroke that it drew forth the blood And fild his furious heart with fretting yre But all in vaine he threatneth teeth and pawes And sparkleth fire from forth his flaming eies For the sharpe shaft gaue him a mortall wound So valiant Brute the terror of the world Whose only lookes did scarre his enemies The Archer death brought to his latest end Oh what may long abide aboue this ground In state of blisse and healthfull happinesse Exit The first Act. Scene 2. Enter Brutus carried in a chaire Locrine Camber Albanact Corineius Guendelin Assaracus Debon Thrasimachus Brutus Most loyall Lords and faithful followers That haue with me vnworthie Generall Passed the greedie gulfe of Ocean Leauing the confines of faire Italie Behold your Brutus draweth nigh his end And I must leaue you though against my will My sinewes shrunke my numbed sences faile A chilling cold possesseth all my bones Blacke vgly death with visage pale and wanne Presents himselfe before my dazeled eies And with his dart prepared is to strike These armes my Lords these neuer daunted armes That oft haue queld the courage of my foes And eke dismayd my neighbours arrogancie Now yeeld to death orelaid with crooked age Deuoyd of strength and of their proper force Euen as the lustie cedar worne with yeares That farre abroad her daintie odore throwes Mongst all the daughters of proud Lebanon This heart my Lords this neare appalled heart That was a terror to the bordring lands A dolefull scourge vnto my neighbor Kings Now by the weapons of vnpartiall death Is cloue asunder and bereft of life As when the sacred oake with thunderbolts Sent from the fiery circuit of the heauens Sliding along the aires celestiall valts Is rent and clouen to the verie rootes In vaine therefore I strangle with this foe Then welcome death since God will haue it so Assar. Alasse my Lord we sorrow at your case And greeue to see your person vexed thus But what so ere the fates determind haue It lieth not in vs to disanull And he that would annihillate his minde Soaring with Icarus too neare the Sunne May catch a fall with yoong Bellerophon For when the fatall sisters haue decreed To seperate vs from this earthly mould No mortall force can countermaund their minds Then worthie Lord since ther 's no way but one Cease your laments and leaue your grieuous mone Corin. Your highnesse knows how many victories How many trophees I erected haue Tryumphantly in euery place we came The Grecian Monarke warlike Pandrassus And all the crew of the Molossians Goffarius the arme strong King of Gaules And all the borders of great Aquitane Haue felt the force of our victorious armes And to their cost beheld our chiualrie Where ere Ancora handmayd of the Sunne Where ere the Sun-bright gardiant of the day Where ere the ioyfull day with chearfull light Where ere the light illuminates the word The Troyans glorie flies with golden wings Wings that do soare beyond fell enuious flight The fame of Brutus and his followers Pearceth the skies and with the skies the throne Of mightie Ioue Commaunder of the world Then worthie Brutus leaue these sad laments Comfort your selfe with this your great renowne And feare not death though he seeme terrible Brutus Nay Corinus you mistake my mynd In construing wrong the cause of my complaints I feard to yeeld my selfe to fatall death Cod knowes it was the least of all my thought A greater care torments my verie bones And makes me tremble at the thought of it And in you Lordings doth the substance lie Thrasi. Most noble Lord if ought your loyall peers Accomplish may to ease your lingring grief I in the name of all protest to you That we will boldly enterprise the same Were it to enter to black Tartarus Where triple Cerberus with his venomous throte Scarreth the ghoasts with high resounding noyse We le either rent the bowels of the earth Searching the entrailes of the brutish earth Or with his Ixions ouerdaring soone Be bound in chaines of euer during steele Bru. Thē harken to your soueraigns latest words In which I will vnto you all vnfold Our royall mind and resolute intent When golden Hebe daughter to great Ioue Couered my manly cheeks with youthful downe Th' vnhappie slaughter of my lucklesse sire Droue me and old Assarachus mine eame As exiles from the bounds of Italy So that perforce we were constraind to flie To Graecians Monarke noble Pandrassus There I alone did vndertake your cause There I restord your antique libertie Though Grecia fround and all Mollossia stormd Though braue Antigonus with martiall band In pitched field encountred me and mine Though Pandrassus and his contributories With all the rout of their confederates Sought to deface our glorious memorie And wipe the name of Troians from the earth Him did I captiuate with this mine arme And by compulsion forcst him to agree To certain artickles which there we did propound From Graecia through the boisterous Hellespont We came vnto the fields of Lestrigon Whereas our brother Corineius was Which when we passed the Cicillian gulfe And so transfretting the Illician sea Arriued on the coasts of Aquitane Where with an armie of his barbarous Gaules Goffarius and his brother Gathelus Encountring with our hoast sustaind the foile And for your sakes my Turnus there I lost Turnus that slew six hundreth men at armes All in an houre with his sharpe battle-axe From thence vpon the strons of Albion To Corus hauen happily we came And queld the giants comne of Albions race With Gogmagog sonne to Samotheus The cursed Captaine of that damned crew And in that I le at