Where are the Souldiers that escaped with thee Io. Dead all save this whom I desire you both To favour as my special friend and one Whose valour may deserve your love The circumstances of the others loss We will refer untill some fitter time Va. Let it be so Come my brave Souldier great Vespatians son Will joy to see thee safe Exeunt Sound Musick and enter a Dumb Shew Vespatian and Titus two Souldiers follow bearing a Crown Vespa confâ—rreth with Titus then enter Valerio and Nicanor with Ioseph and the Cap. they present Ioseph to Vespa Ioseph kneels Vespatian and Titus imbrace him Valerio and Nicanor whisper with the Souldiers take the Crown of them and present it kneeling to Vespatian he refuseth twice they draw and force him to ascend and take it Titus kneeleth Vespatian imbraceth him Ioseph takes leave of Titus and the rest and exit with Vespatian and the Captains consult and exeunt at the other doors Chorus Romes great Commander Nero lately dead Behold now good Vespatians aged head Enjoyes the Diadem conceive him now Ariv'd at Rome there with a solemn vow Of bloody war he raiseth fresh supply to aid his valiant son in Galile Ioseph is sent to Rome by Cesars son there lives a captive till the wars begun Against Ierusalem mean time we pray Let pleasing musick charm the time away Finis Actus Secundies Incipit Actus tertius Scena secunda Enter Zareck with Ieho Letter THe times steals on apace I must be brief in my delivery Knockâ— within Who knocks Za. A servant to the Lord Ichochanan Serv. Your business Za. T is private to yor Lord Serv. I will inform him so Enter Skimeon Skim From whom thy business Za. Read this my Lord and you shall be resolv'd Skim My Lord multiplicity of words protract time the third night from the date of this you shall have entrance into the City be sudden strong a bold farewel Reads the Letter I shall not fail commend me to thy Lord and bid him rest assured of my appearance Exit Za. I will my Lord. Skim Farewel be sudden strong and bold Za. I will be all Exit But 't is Ichochanan to work thy fall Enter Eleazer Elea. To be or not to be I there 's the doubt For to be Sovereign by unlawful means Is but to be a slave to base desire And where 's my honour then What a strange buzzing of ambition Pusues my thirsty soul O Eleazer can thy traytor breast Give harbour to a thought of Paricide It is thy father O the sacred tye Of filial duty how that awful name Affrighteth all my faculties with fear With fear of what with foolery by heaven If there be ought within this awful name That can extort obedience from a son 'T is but the rotten Carcass there 's the thing That for to please its self begets another So does a beast and yet 'twixt them we see An equal freedome of society As for the nobler part of man we know That 's of a higher birth if it be so Thus low my knee shall bend but thou my heart Bends his knee Scorn to obey remember where thou art I am resolv'd the times are bloody and the peoples hearts I hear are bent on me Ichochanans the man that I must fairly close withall this done We shall be strong for opposition Soft here a comes Enter Jehochanan Iehoc. My Lord Eleazer Elea. Iehochanan well met Ie. My Lord if without a breach of manners I might be bold to question with your Lordship I should desire to know the secret cause of your accustomed sadness which good my Lord pardon my boldness as tender of your Lordships health and honour I have of late observed Elea. O my Iehochanan I know thou lovest me well imbraces him Nor will I in words or actions give the cause To say I am unthankful though I must confess The greatest part of my requital is Too mean for thy deserts the means Iehochanan I want the means to counterpoise thy worth Io. O my gracious Lord your love hath ever been A full requital to my poor deserts But good my Lord the cause of this your sadness Elea. O I have been tormented to the soul To see the strange distraction of the times To see the sacred City rul'd by those Whose poor decrepid brains are fiâ—ter far For drowsing pillows than for bloody war Ie. My Lord your father Elea. O that cheating name With what a magick spell it doth bewitch The crazy judgement and besot the soul With adoration of this lump of earth Ie. You know my Lord there is a sacred tye Enjoyns obedience Elea. Tush meer policy A trick a cheat to keep the world in aw Death I am vext to think how men are gull'd Ie. My Lord I understand not what you mean Elea. Thou canst not be so dull Is' t so I dare not utter now what I conceive O my good Lord remember that your father Apart Elea. No more by all that 's good I hate the name of father Ie. Death I am discover'd Ie. Now I have found ye Sir and must have leave To tell your Lordship that you do me wrong From which of all my actions have ye pickt Even but a shew of treason to the state Elea. How ye forget your self Ie. T is you my Lord that both forget your slef and me Elea. Agen Ie. Nay I must tell ye 't was not for your honour Vpon the buzzing of some bare report To undermine your friend Elea. Speakst thou this in earnest Ie. I do and will in earnest stand Against that traytor whose presumptuous hand Dare touch your aged father Elea. Vngrateful slave the traytor I return With interest of what thou dost deserve Traytor to me and traytor to the state Ie. This but to play another time upon me Which ended still Iehochanan's the same Elea. Dar'st thou not stand for Eleazer then Ie. I neither dare nor will Elea. Then I dare kill thee They draw and sight Ie. Hold art thou in earnest Elea. The to'ther bout will tell thee Ie. Swear by the honour of a loyal friend And I beleeve it Elea. By heaven I swear and by the sacred tye Of settled friendship what my words express My actions shall confirm Ie. Then thus I do imbrace your love Now my Lord What ere the project be I vow assistance and fidelity Elea. Then take it thus Thou hast command to muster up thy forces Let it be done with expedition My doting father hath devis'd this plot To cheat the Citizens whose greedy souls thirst for Vespatians blood but fearful they while thus they gull the people mean to pay the wonted tribute money and with slavish fear to crave a peace of the proud Emperour This on my life is true but wee 'l prevent it Ie. I but the means my Lord E. To morrow morning ere the break of day Muster thy forces to the market place there I will meet thee with a warlike troop Of youthful
the skirmish Ni. My Lord Ni. My Lord what nothing â—ut â—â—y Lord Souns must I dance attendance on your answer Strikes him Now sir what my Lord Ni. Souns what d' ye strike me Va. Fye fye vilely spoken very vilely spoken Ask his Lordship why a strikes Why this â—avours of too much arrogance and woo'd incense him beyond measure Ye should rather have said My Lord I am sorry I have trespast on your patience Or I crave your Lordships pardon for my duâ—â—ess Or the like Ni. Pox a patience and your Lordship too Why did ye strike me so hard Val. Out upon 't worse and worse by this light Limit his Lordship how hard to strike Why this were to tell his Lordship what to do How to command and where to punish this woo'd not be endur'd Ni. I prethee leave thy jesting Or by this light I shall fall out in earnest and let your Lordship know I am displeased Val. Well I have done but prethee canst thou tell the cause of this distemper For in himself what e're hath alter'd him He is a Captain of as mild a nature As brave Command and of as sweet converse as Rome hath ever bred Ni. Faith I am ignorant nor can I judge the cause But Val. Peace the General Enter Titus Ti. Valerio Val. My Lord Ti. Come hither nearer yet nearer nearer yet I say Souns must I trumpet my Oration Or dost thou think my throat 's an Organ-pipe There has been lately a great out-rage done within the Camp know you ought of it Val. Not I my Lord. Ti. Take heed I trap thee not upon thy life take heed By Heaven if I do I say agen there has been lately acted A most inhumane murder on the Jews the Captive Jews that fled to us for mercy Know'st thou ought yet V. My Lord I know not ought nor ought have ever heard of this inhumane act Ti. Nor you why dost not speak speak I say Death if I ask agen Ni. My Lord Nor I. Ti. Nor I what nor I Death are ye so sparing of your speech sir Take heed I do not frame an answer for thee By Heaven if I do 't will cost thee dear the penning Ni. My gracious Lord Ti. Comma Ni. I am Ti. Comma Ni. Altogether Ti. Colon. Ni. Ignorant Ti. Period Troth I believe thee Ni. Of this proceeding Ti. What 's all this put together now Ni. My Lord Ti. My contumelious Coxcomb Why was not this mishapen answer given without distraction If thy soul be clear Why did thy guilty looks proclaim thee evil Why didst thou vail the face of honesty and innocence within the mask of fear Thou wert begotten sure in some distraction When Nature was disturb'd to get a man Go get thee hence and get more Faith but yet look to 't look to 't I say for if I find thee guilty thy life shall pay the ransome of thy sin Go get thee hence stay read that going away He reads and read it out A Catalogue of the Massacre of the Captive Jews who fled to us for mercy Vnder Valerio's Squadron four hundred Vnder Nicanor's five hundred Murdred out of the camp and ript for their Jewels VVhich they had swallowed for fear of rifling eleven hundred The whole number amounting to two thousand Ni. This is strange my Lord. Gives him the Paper Ti. Yes 't is wondrous strange that we Whose Princely-Valour Power and Clemency the world admires should be so foul abus'd Abus'd by you by you I say abus'd And say 't agen Death if tâ—were not so who durst attempt attempt durst think to do An act so foul so most inhumane Have we not given the sole command to you and you to do what you think fit And must we have our Honor now traduc't Trampled and trod upon through your neglect Must we when we have past our princely word For fair protection have our Subjects snatcht By such discorder from our Princely bosom By heaven this is not well I say it is not Look too 't look too 't I say I hear no more of this For by a Romans honour if I do go to I say look too 't Va. Now by my life but this is wondrous strange Exit Two thousand Jews destroi'd and we not know'â—â— Ni. T is so nor can I blame the General To be distemperd But now the storm is over Let us by strict inquiry search the truth Perchance he may be mis-inform'd and we abus'd Va. Content let us about it Exeunt Enter the Lady Miriam with a knife in her hand How tedious are our daies of miseries And yet how breefe the means to cut them off What multitudes of Wretched dayes and nights In whose each minute the affrighted soul Lives on the wrack of grief and discontent Wâ—â—'d this smal instrument of death dispatch And why do I then VVretched I protract My dayes of misery I' st not enough that I have liv'd to see My parents slain by native crueltie My countrey Sackt and my religion Scorn'd My self forsaken and my stripling live To ask me food and I not food to give Can I have brains to know and wil to do Reason to judge and hands to help me too And still procrastinate my daies of woâ— Doo 't Miriam doo 't I say it must be so Goes to stab her self VVhat i st that barrocadoes back mine arm Nor will nor brain nor heart nor hand are mine All stand subjected to a power divine Tush I am deceived Henceforward I nor God nor good will know Religion is a thing fantasticall And heaven and hell are meer Poeticall Hence coward fear t is thou that dost command Mine arm to slack thou makst my shaking hand Let fall the fatal instrument of death I will no more be subject to thy Law But in a minute Goes to stab her self agen Alas how cruell mercifull am I To free my self from sad calamity And leave my pretty child to suffer more I le kill him first and that once bravely done I le kill the mother that has kild her son Enter boy Now swift occasion tempt us to do evil See where the stripling comes How pretily a looks upon me and must I doest Was ever mother so unatural Shee weeps And yet I must My pretty boy art thou not very sick for want of meat Boy Yes very sick indeed and feeble too So feeble I have much adoe to go La. Had'st thou not rather die then live In this extremity Boy Alas good mother I am loath to die I wood fain live to see you get some food La. would'st therefore live my boy Why thou shalt be my food When I have kill'd thee I will feed on thee Boy Good God forbid such Crueltie I hope you do not mean to kill me mother La. Yes my sweet Lamb look here 's the knife prepar'd Boy Nay then I see I shall be kill'd indeed Alass what have I done what deed so foul To make you so unkinde Weeps Indeed I did not think you
must you be my Lords to gain my love and win your countrey honor Ni. My Lord our lives Fortunes weigh'd with either We prize at nothing nor can we desire more felicity then to enjoy the least of either Va. My honored Lord your most exact command will teach us Valour had we ne're been train'd in Martial Discipline Ti. I like your answers wel saving that yours Valerio â—avours too much of â—lattery and yet upon life thou art not that way guilty And trust me souldiers I am confident Your words and actions will in all points sympathize But we trifle time and most redeem it by a strict surveigh of our proceedings Enter Joseph from Rome Ie. From great Vespatian my most honor'd Lord I come to do thee humble service Ti. Now by my life thou it welcome welcome worthy friends Our Royal Father ne'er could send a man More deer in our affection Thou com'st as we could wish thee Ioseph to morrow we intend to parley with Ierusalem thy friendly presence may perchance perswade thy Countreymen to yeild subjection If they refuse by the Majestick power Of mighty Cesar's sacred Diadem I 'le scourge their pride with such severity shall make the Rebels curse their misery Exeunt Come my endeared friend Takes Jo. by the hand Enter Zareck The three seditious Captains are at odds Each hunts the other's lifes yet all do bear A fair pretence of friendship to each other Each seeks for soveraignty whilst Sinon I With protestations of integrity And zealous love do fairly close with all For being friends to all in time of league 't will be a riddle to the wisest pate Whose love I prized most then I protest With what obsequious care and â—â—â—ling pains My wits are wearied to design a ploâ— Whose wary circumstances may discry All shew of falshood in the enterprize to trip the heels of either enemy then shew the time the place the manner how to do 't O I am tickled with the fine conceit My Father in a fair and good eâ—tate Was by these Rebels rob'd and spoil'd of all And I his son left naked to the world poor and dejected till my working brain Projected this employment to relieve me Since when I have been busied for revenge O how methinks that very word Revenge Allaies the fury of my discontent But soft 't is much about the time they should be here I will withdraw my self Zareck stands behind the hangings Enter Eleazer I must be wise and cloath my pleasing phrase With fair pretence of peace and amity The blustring wind commands with angry brow The toiling travellier to leave his Cloak the storm encreases but the pelting man still gripes it faster till the pleasing Sun By gentle rayes intreats him lay it down Enter L. Jehochanan and L. Skimeon Ieho Good morrow to the Lord Eleazer A tubla set and Zareck stands behind the Arras Elea. Welcome Iehochanan welcome noble friends Come sit we down and each man freely speak His cause of grievance Ah my worthy friends Dissention is amongst us Vpon my life I dare presume there is some strange mistake For else it cannot be that we should differ Ie. Some strange mistake Indeed my Lord 't was strange Your Lordship should mistake your self so much And us your friends your friends nay more my Lord then friends For friends are formal now the strength of your designs To send to us a publike messenger to summon us upon command to be Attendants on your Lordships pleasure My Lord this was not fair nor friendly E. Not fair my Lords nor friendly which of you that stood in equal terms of honor with my self Woo'd lose one tittle of that Dignity that fairly rank't this state and qualityâ— Was it for me to say I woo'd intreâ—tâ— Was not the Message publike Had it been private you should then have seen My fair respect and friendly love to either But as it was my Lord L. Skim Nay then I must have leave to tell ye Sir Your Honour swells too high and must be qualifi'd In equal terms of Honor with your self My Lord I dare affirm thus Simeon stands In equal terms of honour with your self Elea. How 's that Sim. Nay good my Lord your Father 's yet alive And you are then a private man 〈◊〉 we Elea. This is in jest to see how I can poize A Friends affection or perchance totry the bent of mine Sim Your Honour may do weâ—â— to pass iâ— so Or else perchance your Lordship may be angry And then how much your helth may be impair'd With such distemper may perhaps Elea. No more I was not wont to be ridiculous Nor did I come to hear such airy talk If this be earnest let me hear who dares pronounc'tagen Ie. Who dares that brave reflects on me that dare stand up spurn at that and thee Elâ— Is' t possible S. Iehochanan thou dost me open wrong to intercept me The cause was mine to me it did belong to give an answer Wer 't thou not who thou art I should not take this well Ie. Simeon I am as deep engag'd as thou And will have leave to prize mine Honor highest S. And will have leave Ie. I say and will have leave and say 't agen S. Death thou dar'st not say 't agen Za. Apart is works Ie. Dare not Elea. I do command ye cease For shame give o're this rash behaviour Is this a time to broach a Faction When Cesars son has conquer'd Galileâ— And now is marching to Ierusalem Ie. Command thy slaves proud man for I am free And will command my self E. Villain Ie. Thou lyest E. O my inraged sould must I endure all this S. All this and more thou must endure me too E. Must Simeon S. I must I say and shall Couldst thou dart lightnings from thy countenance Thus woo'd I meet thee and out-face thee thus E. O I am lost in rage and can endure no longer They draw and a trumpet sounâ—â— from within Enter an Merauld Her From Cesar's sons brave Lords I come to say He offers parley to Jerusalem The time prefixt is the next morning sun Elea. Go tell thy Master we accept it H. I shall return your answer Exit El. This is no time to sight nor will I now Stand to defend mine honor But stay before we sheath our weapons let us swear Howe're our private quarrel may proceed That we will still maintain each other's part Against Vespaian's son Both We are content E. Your hands Lay hands on the Sword By a true souldiers Honour we do swear Fairly to friend each other in the field And jointly to oppose Vespatian Both We swear to do 't E. The same swear I. I shall expect you both to morrow early Both. We will not miss the hour Exeunt at several wayes Za. The Furies are broke loose if either fall Zarech may rise to be a General Exit Enter Perter with a Sword and Buckler leading Gorion manicled with an halter about his neck
foundation that our 〈◊〉 laid When first a did ordain the Vestal-fires It would have been more proper had ye limm'd her Smiling and pointing to a sumptuous house Built on the rowling land the Motto this Sine me peris Impensa well the next Temperance decipher'd in a white Robe with a sober countenance in her left hand a Cornucopia with this Motto In abundantiâ— absteâ—io the next Chastity pictur'd in a green Robe a Lion couching by her side she points to a Lilly the Mooto Pares nos sumus Friendship binding a fardle of sticks together the Motto Concordio regna florent Constancy depainted in a purple Robe her left hand pointing to the Moon her right to her Bosom the Motto Mutabile quiâ—quid extra nil imus Patience limm'd in a Violet Robe pointing to mee Hah it 's not so 't is so the Motto Dispares nos sumus and under Saâ— ciro 〈◊〉 sat bent This was a good conceit it likes me passing well For now I see my Lords yee will not flatter me Well I 'le indevour to amend it Lord Come now to your sports Musick and they dance the Mask ended Time presents the Prisoners and exeunt Jehoch Mercy my gracious Lord The Prisoners kneel Titus What stately Prisoner's heâ— that wears the Diadem Je. My honor'd Lord this is the cruel Simeon And this Jehochanan Tit. What! art sure t is he Je. Most certain mighty Prince Sim. Mercy my honor'd Lord. Tit. Look down look down ye powers above and see the basest scum of all mortality Is' t possible to see the Villains kneel And beg Seaven daies together let the Slaves be led In triumph to be mocks and scorn'd and kickâ— And each day tortur'd to extremity then put them to an ignominious death Si. Curses and plagues reward thee Exeunt Prisoners and Guard Ti. Now worthy Gorion thou hast liv'd to see thy self reveng'd of all thine injury Gor. Ah my good Lord I joy not in revenge that I must leave to heaven Shout within Ti. Enquire the cause of that shout 1. Attendant More prisoners brought my Lord. Ti. Let them have entrance Enter Officers leading Zareck and the Lady Miriam Prisoners another following leading Peter with an hasteâ— about his neck the Lady weeps 1. Officer Come along Sir Come alongâ— you have no stomach to go too 't Pâ—â—t I have more stomach beha'â—e to eat if I had some vittailâ— hark ye Sir pray do not pull too hard least ye pull my head off it 's held on by nothing but skin and dry bones the marrow is wasted long since I believe I shall never hold the hanâ—â—â—g Tit. What Lady 's that whose sad behaviour speaks such discontents Gor. Ah Noble Titus to relate the story Of her sad fate will prove a task too weighty For a woful breast to utter Let others speak her sad calamity Weeps For me it is enough to weep her misery Titus Rise up distressed woman by all that 's good Lady 〈◊〉 I joy not in so sad a spectacle Tell me thy cause of grieâ—ance If there be A way to make thee happy leave it to me And I will see thee righted Lady A way to make me happy ay the poor wretch the world to me is a distastfull thing Full of affrighting Objects pensive thoughts and fears Horrors amazements anguish greefe and â—ears Attend my restless hours no room is left For the least hope of comfort no starting hole to ease the torture of a wearied soul She weeps Ti. Know'st thou this Lady Ioseph Io. My honor'd Lord this is the Lady Miriamâ— Extracted from a noble family the sad Epitome of grief and misery the wofull mother of a murther'd son Titus Murther'd by whom Lady Miriam By me by this accursed arme enâ—ombed here within the wretched womb that gave it life She weeps Peter Me thinks I feel a great 〈◊〉 stir in my stomack â—â—w Lady Ah my dear son thy wounds bleed fresh In my remembrance the bloudy act Siâ—â— sad upon my soul â—â—â—â—ghts my guilty breast Distracts my working brain Iustice my Lord I cry for Justice against my cruel 〈◊〉 And must not be denâ—e◠〈◊〉 She weeps Titus The vnpleasing Spectacle disturbs me Lead her away and see her sâ—fâ—ly kept And gently vs'd let warâ—â—st eyes Attend her actions least she offer Violence to her unhappy self La. Were I at liberty for that I would not linger out a moment I hate to live and yet I feel to dy By mine own handâ— for Heavens love â—et me Titus Leadher away and comfort her Lady Ah! be not so vnkind can ye 〈◊〉 piâ—â—y see a Caâ—â—iffon the wrack of misery and not relieve her Gorion Passion I â—ear will over co◠〈◊〉 if she persist in this extremity Lady Open a passage to my guilty soul and send it to eternal vengeance or if there be one drop of mercy leâ—◠〈◊〉 misery 〈◊〉 â—o heaven to begg it Weeps Titus My soul relents to see 〈…〉 A Peter That 's old gray-beard that was led a way Eyes Gorion by me to tortures if he remembers me I go to pot ' st Madam Lady Madam Speak a good word for me Titus What 's he that wears that livery of Death Gorion A servant to the Lady Miriam the very same that led my aged limbs to torture but by cumpulsion of the rebel Iews I therefore humbly beg his pardon Peter I I I must to 't now a has spy'd me Titus Come hither sirrah Peter Now I go now I go now I go Lady madam Titus Although I know thee to be guilty of an offence Deserving death yet for thy Ladies sake And this good man's I give thee life and liberty Loose him and leave him to his lady's service See thou be careful of her preservation Lady Ay me most miscrable They take the Halter off Peter O rare now could I leap out of my skin for Joy Come away Madam come a way the sight of the halter makes my stomack wamble Come away I say Zareck A ha ha ha ha Confusion play thy part And hatch up mischief to the highest strain Of mans invention Titus What daring prisoner's he Whose uncouth laughter scorns at misery Iosephus The most unheard of piece of villany that ever Nature gave a being to this is that cursed wretch that blew the coles Of hot dissention 'twixt the Citizens that murdred the high Priest and promted on the three seditious Captains to ambition that rob'd this wretched Lady and gave fire to Jewries sacred temple Titus Villain What saist thou for thy self Is all this true Peter A broke my pate too Za. Ha ha ha all this all this and ten times more all this is nothing not the thousand part Of my unknown designs did'st thou but know the danger that is in me thou wouldst not venture me So near thy person Titus Halter him and lead him to the wrack Let him be tortur'd with the greatest rigour Can be invented They halter him Za. Ha ha ha ha Could'st thou devise As many tortures as have e're bin born By all the sons of Adam thus wood I slight Spurns at it Both them and thee Tit. I shall unmask this hellish bravery Lead him away I say Zar. Thou canst not Roman in spight of cruelty Zareck will triump in the Victory Officers Come along Sir come along Pet. Hark yee Sir when ye begin to cry Oh Remember whose pate yee broke Sir Zar. Peace Babler Exeunt Officers with Zareck Tit. Come honor'd friends upon a Romans word Ye 're nobly welcome let not Jewrys fall Descends his throne Dismay your Princely hearts Romes General Will find a way to raise your ruin'd State The gods are just we must submit to fate Take care of that distressed Lady Pet. Now do I long to see the Captains at it Exeunt omnes the Lady weeping Finis Actus Quinti EPILOGVS THE lofty Buskin and the learned Bay Are not exspected to adorn our Play Our Author dâ—â—meth these fair trophies fiâ— To grace the raptures of a riper wit The stately lines of Sophocles high strain Flow from the fountain of Minerva's brainâ— Instead of Bayes and Buskins if our stile May fairly merit your deserved smile 'T is all we aime as either grant us this Or gently pardon what you judge amiss FINIS