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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A49924	Constantine the great, a tragedy acted at the Theatre-Royal, by their majesties servants / written by Nat. Lee ...	Lee, Nathaniel, 1653?-1692.; Dryden, John, 1631-1700.	1684 (1684)	Wing L848; ESTC R13165	41,539	72

should I hide a secret from thee When I beheld him last He languished And wrung my hand at parting Crisp. But what said he Faust. I will not tell you Crispus till you answer What you would do with me my dearest Joy If it were true indeed your Father lov'd me Crisp. What at your parting ha Faust. Why if 't were true Would you forsake me Crisp. Be my own murderer I know not what but speak your parting Oh! Faust. Why are you so enrag'd I dare not tell you Crisp. If ought thou hid'st by Heav'n thou dost not love me Faust. By Heav'n I hope no other Heav'n but thee What if he talkt alittle Age will talk And think of it no more Trumpets ready for a Call Crisp. What was your talk I 'le know each syllable Faust. Why so you shall But then be calm What if he talk't of love And what Oh be not angry and I 'll tell you What if to save my life I promis'd him Crisp. Ha! promis'd Fausta Promise the Father and engage the Son But speak I stand upon a Precipice For if 't is true that e're so little past Of love before Faust. What then Crisp. And thou hast promis'd Faust. Suppose I have Sworn Crisp. Suppose then thy dishonour Suppose me never to behold thee more Suppose my death both Soul and Bodies ruin Faust. Suppose no more but what my Soul hath Sworn To love his Son none but the lovely Crispus O therefore clear thy brow and take me to thee Be still my love forgive this little fault And jealousie shall ne're offend thee more Crisp. O Charmer Beauty What! where was the need Why hast thou kept me on the Rack so long Tho taken down I feel the strains upon me And shall I fear too long But hark they call Trumpets And I must go Faust. But will you then return Crisp. Quick as thy wishes or my own desires But make no more such Tryal Hark again Trumpets again Faust. I cannot part with you tho for a moment Crisp. I 'll but enquire whether my Father 's come Faust. Swear to come back then Swean before you see him To give me one look more Crisp. What needs an Oath Before I speak with him Faust. You 'l speak with me For I have much to say of mighty moment Swear therefore to return Crisp. Swear on thy Lips Thus with my Heart I seal my Vows for ever Ex. Crispus Faust. Heart and the Holiest Vows deep writ in Blood Blood and dishonor Take then take my cause Thou that hast made me sin O mighty love And let thy Mother plead it with her Tears He sees his Father and my crime at once And then resolves never to see me more Enter Arius Call Dalmatius Crispus all Attendants Arius What then Faust. What then O Arius Dost thou know me And ask what then when he ne're sees me more I 'll tell the then I 'll never see the day Shades Night and Death Despair and Dungeons hold me When those dear Eyes shall never light me more Arius Since you enjoy'd him let the Tides of love Be swallow'd in the Ocean of Ambition Faust. Ambition Pomp and greatness of the World All empty sounds to love But thine 's a downward sense Thou hast no tast of these sublimer joys But haste look out Why comes he not again He swore he would but he has seen his Father Who stops him with my first unhappy Contract Arius I see him yonder Faust. Blessings on thy Tongue But I 'll run forth to meet him and no longer Conceal the Innocent deceit of Love Arius Hold Madam stay Dalmatius comes retire Faust. Dalmatius Let me see my self Arius They come Faust. Dalmatius Gods 't is He He tells him all Th' Emperor told it him Nay it must out I am lost undone But gentle Arius wait And watch and bring me word how Crispus beare it Oh that I were a Spirit to stand unseen To mark his passions how they rise and fall With every Glance of those dear dreadful Eyes But see they come and yet I cannot stir I grow distracted with my hope and fear Compell'd to go yet long to tarry here Ex. Fausta Enter Dalmatius and Crispus to Arius Dalm. I have much against you Crispus and you know it Therefore with all the freedom of a friend Tell me what is the cause you have not been So free as formerly Crisp. You know I am Dalm. I 'll press you Sir no more only remember There stands a Villain whom I have seen you whisper Ex. Arius Crisp. I 'll tell you all Dalm. You dare not Come there is a guilt at bottom You blush to own a Crime of such a nature As will admit no Pardon Thou hast sin'd Against the great Divinity of friendship Which my Soul takes to death Crisp. Can it be Ever too late to gain a Pardon here Dalm. I cannot tell Yet I can tell thee this There was a time not many days are past Since I preferr'd thy friendship to the World When I cou'd say Why yonder goes the Man Whom my Soul worships more then Constantine And Loves beyond my Son By Heav'n thy fault Is ominous and grinds my temper through Crisp. That Son you nam'd unhappily 's in Love Dalm. Then He 's a Fool. With whom Crisp. Maximians Daughter The younger Beauty Dalm. Ha! And you Love the Elder My life on 't some such masterly design This makes you shun the Camp to lurk beneath The Eeves of Palaces and droop in Corners But Sir your Pardon I almost forgot To urge your swiftest speed to wait your Father Crisp. I will but take my leave Dalm. I fear there is Too much already taken but no more If you have ought to say I 'll visit for you Crisp. Be all as you would have it Oh your hand Nay I will force my Entrance to your Heart By opening all my own and so farewell Ex. Crispus Dalm. I blame my friend for walking in the Dark Yet hide my self who when I seem most strange Am fondest of his Love So Sir What now Enter Anniball Annib. The fair Constantia with condemn'd Lycinius Drest in the saddest Glass of dying sorrow Was coming to entreat you for his Pardon But soon as she had heard from weeping Arius Her Husbands doom she in our Arms Expir'd Dalm. I mourn her Fate But for Lycinius I urg'd at first and still resolve his Death Is necessary to the Emperors life Nor should a few weak drops by Women shed Stop a Decree so Absolute and Royal. Annib. He comes attended with a mournful crowd To sue for life Dalm. I 'll have him Executed in their view Yes Anniball and shew thy Youth a pattern Of the old Romans for thy imitation Who hast but poorly Copy'd from thy Father Annib. Why Sir What Villain has traduc'd my Vertue Dalm. No Villain but thy Prince has own'd thy weakness And says thou Lov'st a Captive Foe of Rome Annib. The Virgin 's beautiful and greatly born Dalm.

way Eub. But were reversed by a more Powerful Gale Your Brother and your Son appear'd like Gods And stopt the Madmen in their full Career Ari. At close of day in Dark Cabals they met And in the Morning gave their Final Answer Lycinius who that Night was brought a Captive To grace the Triumph of your first appearance Was first propos'd to share th' Imperial Power Next they demand a general Persecution Of all the Christians and Silvesters head Const. Tell 'em their City shall be Ashes first Have I for this with hazard of my Life So oft Redeem'd em ' from their Tyrants Racks When all their Streets were but one Hideous Grave There Wives and Daughters Ravisht in their View When Age was drain'd of its last Ebbing drop When Babes were snatch'd their Earliest breath to give And dy'd ere knowing what it was to live Trumpets Enter Dalmatius More Treason Arius or do the Slaves Repent My Brother here Still to my Arms and heart Thou Nerve of all my Wars How fares my Friend And my beloved Dalm. Crispus our care is well And the late Tempest which must reach your Ear By Skilful Pilots Rockt into a Calm Believe me Sir your presence gains the Cause Therefore upon the Instant march to Rome Vanquisht Licinius waits to Grace your Triumph Bless me Is 't possible Arius with you Sir Arius the Traitor Const. Have you found him so Dalm. The Subtlest Snake the softest Civil Villain That ever warm'd himself in Princes Bosom Diseases Blasts Plagues Death and Hell are in him Whate're his outside seems This shameless Traitor Was the foul Spring of all these poison'd Waters That late had like to overflow the Empire Yet while his Emissaries Fired the People This Judas on my side appear'd an Angell For after the first Mutiny was quel'd Though he had Sworn to Justifie your Cause He warn'd the Slaves I have his hand to show Next day to make those Impudent demands Ari. Plots on my Innocence as I am a Christian If ere I set my hand to such a Treason May these rot off which thus I hold to Heaven As I am of Priestly Order Dalm. A Devil Ordain'd Sir if I do not prove him Const. I believe you I know him Heretick a Seditious Traitor But yet have Reasons to defer his Ruin Therefore no more at present Arius hence And let me hear no further of these Mischiefs I have pardon'd you be gone you Eubulus and tell the Rebels I come Embattel'd now for my Revenge My Standard and my Banners bear the Cross Tell 'em Lycinius whom once before I took to Grace and Marry'd to my Sister Their new Petition'd Caesar soon shall bleed Silv. Forgive your Enemies Const. But not my Friends Lycinius was my Friend and has betray'd me Therefore I 'le Execute him in their View Away and warn him for the Doom that 's given Ex. Arius Eubulus 'T is not by halfs that we will worship Heaven No my Dalmatius I have made a vow The Romans or their Emperour shall bow They 're Subjects and 't is fit Nay bow they shall Or Caesar in th' attempt their Victim fall Bow to the Man whom Heaven Ordain'd for Sway And in his great Vicegerent learn their Maker to Obey Exeunt Scene II. ROME Constantines Palace Enter Lycinius Labienas Labi The mischief 's Ripe and ready for our wish Confusion to the House of Constantine And Fortune points their Fate For mark the Method The Father sends the Son to see the Prisoner The Son not knowing of his Fathers Contract Appears a God to Fausta's Charming Eyes And Marry'd her Lycin. How came you by the Secret Lab. Arius told me he who Betrothed the Father Weds the Son And stands for ever bound to serve Lycinius Lycin. He 's Voted Heretick among the Christians Labie No matter what they Vote him Sir He 's yours And Foe too all Religion but his Friends Lycin. By Mars he falls the Righter to my purpose I was my self bred up in Blood and Wars Untaught and Scoft at by these Civil Cowards Wherefore I hate Religion Arts and Learning And if I ever Mount the Caesars Throne I 'le Raise another General Persecution Like Nero Bait these Christian Dogs to Death And Build the Temples of the Old Gods again Labie And be a God your Self In the mean time Let your Wives tears prevail upon your Temper Supple your Haughty Spirit bow your Body Low as the Earth before the Emperours Feet Lycin. I had rather dye If he thinks fit to save me 'T is well if not why let him take my Head Labie Yet for the sake of those whom you must Govern Rebate this Martial Fire and hear your Wife Hear what return our long'd for Arius brings Enter Crispus with Annibal But soft the Bridegroom Crispus and his Friend Constantia with impatience waits your coming Constantia who has Power to save your Head Though Caesar with an Oath had Doom'd you Dead Ex. Lycinius Labienus Crispus How Annibal What! out of temper now When Crowns are offer'd and the Caesars Purple What though not born in the immediate way Yet thou art Collaterally Great as I. And if I ever Heir this Spacious Empire By Heaven thou shalt not share but guide engross My hearts best Love and all the World beside Anni Your Heart Ay there you Eccho'd my desires Enrich me there and trowle your empty Globe To those Crown'd Slaves that know no other Greatness But tell me O my Crispus All Mens Joy Tell me and truly from thy Generous Soul Hast thou a Friend whom more thou Lov'st then me Crisp. Not more belov'd more Fonded then my self But more Anni Nay add not to that broken Truth There 's more in that no more then thou had'st Sworn Crisp. Wilt thou not hear me out Anni There needs no more Thou art no Friend that Lov'st another more Nay half so much But now I find that all The former Flatteries of thy Glozing Friendship Were Courtiers promises and Womens Vows But let me know his Name Crisp. Thy Father Annibal my Godlike Friend Dalmatius who before thou could'st Write Man Hugg'd Crispus to his Heart Like Lambs in Peace Together we lay down together rose In War like Lyons Coupled on a side Ere yet thy Infant Arms a Sword could Wield And drove like Herds the Nations from the Field Anni Why then we 're Friends agen more fast then ever Yet since we have happen'd into this disorder To make a Tryal of renew'd affection I 'le put thee to the Test. Crisp. Name the Danger Though Kin to Death my Arm Young-man shall Right thee Anni 'T is death indeed Most certain Death to me Unless thy Softning Charms have power to save me Crisp. Speak this close grief That wrings thee with the Anguish If I am not Eloquent in such a Cause Cut out my Tongue Annib. My life is in the hands Of one that hates me or what wounds me more Of one my Crispus that can never love me Crisp.