Do as you 've done use them extreamly rude King But that will but provoke them more and more Car. The way to keep them down 's to keep them poor For shoo'd your Highness let them wealthy grow And suffer them no misery to know They woo'd on all occasions able be For to rebell against your Majestie King But we have pas't our Royal word to ease Them of their taxes if that them will please Card. Then you have done that which you will repent Think you they will with that themselves content No no upon my word they will pull down If that they can from off your head your Crown I know too well the nature of those men How that there 's not amongst them one in ten Which truly loves the title of a King So is it to them such an odious thing They woo'd that all men shoo'd in common live And have no Law but what themselves do give Marshal enters Marsh. Your Lord High Admiral implease your Grace Was even now arrested 'fore my face And carry'd to the Castle in all hast There close pâ—isoner to be shut up fast King What says our Marshal speak it once again For to conceive you we have mighty pain Card. I cannot blame your Highness 't is a thing Sufficient to astonish any King Marsh. Your Admiral implease you Sir I say Was carry'd even now by force away King Who is 't that was so sawcy and so bold Without our order on him to lay hold Marsh. The men which did the other day by Bill Present unto your Grace your peoples will King Our Admiral in prison can it be Just Heavens tho 't cost our Crown wee 'le set him free We will not long there suffer him to lie And too much less consent he e're shall die To us his services are too well known To let him under such a burthen groan We cannot with him so un-King-like deal Who has so much oblig'd our Common-weal No no wee 'le make those blacker souls to know That more respect to us they ought to shew Then to arrest without our Royal leave Any which we don 't criminal conceive Think they we hold this Scepter here in vain And over us will suffer them to raign Men namely which more cruel are then wise Which God and all Religion do despise Or think they wee 'le content us with the name Of King and not in power be the same No no by Heaven wee 'le make their pride to fall And will be King or else not King at all Go fetch the heads of those two Monsters straite And clap them fast upon the City gate To serve for terror and example too To any that hereafter so woo'd do And break the prison doors to set him free For wee 'le not stay until they op'ned be Marsh. Implease your Grace I 'le make what speed I may Your Majesty in this for to obey Exit Card. This is the language of a King indeed And of such men the means for to be free'd Shoo'd not your Highness with such rigour deal You 'de quickly overthrow your Common-weal It is no little danger for to give The rains to such which know not how to live King 'T is true my Lord but yet too strict a course Oftimes does make some men but ten times worse Had we to deal with men of wit and sence They coo'd not be misâ—ed by ought pretence Pray Heaven our Kingdom and our Crown defend From that which we so much do apprehend Car. What can your Highness apprehend I 'de know Considering that you have no forraign foe King A Domestick one is worse my Lord by far Shoo'd we be forced to a Civil war Card. That 's not likely they may perchance rebell But long resist believ 't they cannot tell Because you do possess implease your Grace Ev'ry Town of strength and war-like place King VVell hap how 't will we Heaven to witness take VVe will not strike until that us they make And 't shall be with regret and sorrow too So 'gainst our Subjects to be forc't to do Enter Spedicious with a dispatch from Spain Sped My Lord does humbly kiss your Highness hands And too with all sent me with these commands 'T is news implease your Majesty from Spain To tell you how the match they entertain King Here kiss our hand how does your Master well Has no mischance him in the way befell Sped No none implease your Majestie he did Arrive with acclamations at Madrid So joyful were the people for to hear The cause and Subject of his coming there King T is well our business needs must take effect Since that the common people it affect Exeunt The fourth Scene Enter Francina alone Franc. THe Prince love me and so against my will Repeat and urge me him for to fulfill Good Heavens what kind of man and Lover's he So for another to transported be As be more earnest in the Princes cause Then in his own as then I found he was VVas it for want of Love why then did he Press it with so much importunity Since that he coo'd not chuse but know the good Must needs redown to me and all my blood And if he lov'd me as I do believe VVhy did he seek a Rival to receive It was because I might a Princess be No doubt which is in love a mysterie That on his own content shoo'd so contem To let his Mistress wear a Diadem Oh love not to be equall'd now I must Or love again or else be most unjust He that my scorn and slight coo'd not offend Ought in all reason to my love pretend 'T is not a Crown can pluck away the dart VVhich love has shot so deep into my heart Nor yet much less the name of Queen remove The resolution I have took to love Such poor respects in love ought not to be Nor will I suffer they shall be in me No no but I will love without respect Since he himself for me can so neglect Prince enters Prince Dear Madam all alone what have you none To tell your grief to but your self alone Or is 't a secret you will not impart Least you shoo'd meet with a deceitful heart Trust me sweet Madam with 't I will not deal So much unlike a Prince as it reveal Fran. That Sir I hope you 'le think not I do fear Shoo'd I to make it known to you forbear It may be such a foolish trifling thing Not worth the ear of him that will be King Prince Madam if it be fit to move you so It cannot be unfit for me to know Pray tell it me that I may likewise grieve The matter merits it I do believe Fran. That which in justice ought to make me weep Ought not in reason for to break your sleep For all the world I woo'd not speak that thing Which might unto your Highness sorrow bring Prince Ah dear Madam your words are killing sweet To make them good I wish
men To stand unto their trackling stoutly then And made all haste they coo'd to get away If that the wind their wishes woo'd obey VVhich did for half a dâ—y hold very good They still escaping though they were pursu'd At last the wind whose humour is to change Became â—o the sudden calm a thing not strange VVhich hindred them they coo'd not farther go They in the reach still being of their foe VVho then were fain to try to do by force That which they coo'd no longer by a course But all to little purpose on my word For they their Vessel quickly laid aboard Helas I have not strength to speak the rest VVherefore dear Madam I leave it to be gest Sym. Ah Heavens why have you broke my sweet repose Falls in a swound I in this world have nothing more to lose I 've lost my all and more I do not crave Since that my Dearest Dear's become a slave Fran. Sweet Madam be of chear and grieve not thus Your sighs and tears cannot help him nor us Sym. O give me leave I pray now at the least To grieve for that which cannot be exprest Had he been kill'd or down'd or had grim Death VVhich spareth none by sickness seiz'd his breath It woo'd have been more welcome to my ear Then that which from you Madam I do hear For then I might have been extreamly sure More pain and torment he coo'd not endure But now I know he lives and lives in pain VVithout all hopes his freedom for to gain Good Gods how can I chuse but sigh and grieve To have no pow'r my Lord for to relieve Fran. I cannot blame you Madam rather must Commend these tears and say your sighs are just Yet were he dead you lesser hope woo'd have Since none e're yet did ever quit the grave You cannot tell he may so happy be As by some means procure his liberty Sym. It is not likely since the Turk le ts go No man for love or money you do know And he will not commit a crime so foul As for his freedom give away his soul. Ah Heavens coo'd but my life his ransom be How with it I woo'd part most willingly Exeunt The second Scene Enter Prince alone Prince COo'd I but compass what I so desire And what with reason too I do admire Then shoo'd I think my self a Prince indeed And to desire shoo'd never more have need Had I been Childe unto some Countrey blade Or to some meaner person of a trade I might have chosen where I might have lov'd And from my Mistriss never been remov'd VVhereas being born a Prince and so more free I am less master of my liberty I cannot marry but I must ask leave And from my Subjects order too receive Perhaps take one I can by no means love Because some reason in the State does move Unhappy reason so to force ones faith For one for whom he no affection hath Princes in love less happy are I vow Then maids that milk or men that go to plow And how and how does our affair succeed Nonantious enters Does she believe my soul for hers does bleed How does she relish and disgest my love Will she be kind or will she cruel prove Non. Implease your Highness I have done my best Not any thing omitting unexprest Which might perswade and move her to believe Yet for all that she cannot it conceive She sayes her faith is not so sawcy yet To let her entertain and harbour it That she her birth and breeding knows too well To e're permit in her such thoughts shoo'd dwell Unto which words I presently reply'd Your Highness was so royally ally'd You had enough both for your self and her And that you vertue did 'fore birth prefer Prince Well thereunto what answer did she make Coo'd not that argument her captive take Nonant Good faith Sir no she seem'd thereat to scoff And rather nearer to be farther off All the fine words I coo'd invent and make Had not the pow'r her constancy to shake I told her to be wife unto a King Was not no little nor no common thing No more then for to have at her command So many Nobles bare-head for to stand All which she heard but with so cold an ear That she did seem to hearken but not hear A Virgin she 's resolv'd to live and die And so she bid me tell your Majestie Prince Good Heavens is 't possible she can be so Both to her self and to her Prince a foe If that my person cannot make her love Has not a Crown the power her to move Of what cold earth has nature her compos'd Against all reason so to be dispos'd She will not wed then wherefore was she made If that she will not with us mortals trade Yet I will not the siege raise for this blow But will her mind in my own person know Exeunt The third Scene Enter King and divers followers King GO tell the Cardinal and Marshal thus That 't is our pleasure they shoo'd come to us Exeunt Leave us alone that we shoo'd him remove Whom 'bove our life and Kingdom we do love No no wee 'le never doâ—t wee 'le rather die Then either him or else his Counsel flie My Lord you 're welcome to our Royal ear Cardinal enters Wee 've news to tell you set you in this Chair Card. Implease you Sir I know my duty well And where my distance likewise ought to dwell King Set down we say for 't is our Princely will That you in this our pleasure shoo'd fulfill Be cover'd too and then we will proceed To tell you that which makes our soul to bleed Our Subjects grieved are and say the cause Proceeds from you 'cause you despise our Laws Advising us to govern them by will Which they to us presented have by Bill That ev'ry day their taxes more and more Do so increase that they are grown so poor They are not able by no means to live Nor to their wives and children bread to give Which ought to be most sensible to us To see them for our sakes to suffer thus We must my Lord think on some way to ease Them out of hand their fury to appease Lest leâ—ting them so long in vain to waite They shoo'd become insens'd and desperate But that which grievs us most is they demand Your precious person at our royal hand And will on no conditions be at rest Until of you they fully be possest Which we in justice cannot yield unto We are my Lord so much oblig'd to you Card. In nothing else I think my self so poor As that I cannot serve your Highness more It is implease your Majestie no news To hear the common people me accuse These many years they 've had at all no shame To threaten me and likewise blast my name But still I have preserv'd me from their reach And will in time them better manners teach King What can we do against a multitude Car.
thought thou woo'dst have prov'd So much ingrate as such a thing have mov'd Consid'ring that to thee I made it known As to a person I esteemâ—d alone As one I thought so honest and so true It was but just and reason so to do Yet notwithstanding thou hast dealt with me As if I had been thy sworn enemy And made no conscience to betray the trust I put in thee which I conceiv'd so just Say didst thou love her or did she love thee Fore thee I chose my messenger to be VVhy did'st thou then to me not make it known That I might have resolv'd t' have let 't alone Or if thou saw'st my passion was so great That nought but Death coo'd take away the heat VVhy did'st thou not in duty to my flame Hazard thy life for to maintain the same Prefer thy Princes ease before â—hy own Had'st thou been honest thou woo'dst so have done Speak man thou waxest pale when thou shood'st blush As if thoâ— car'dst not for thy sin a rush Ah Heavens what height of wickedness is this Not to be sorry when one does amiss Confess thy fault before I send thy earth Unto the place where 't was before thy birth Repent repent thou knowest thy offence And at the least say something in pretence VVhat art thou deaf or hast thou lost thy speech Or does thy guilt to thee this silence teach Speak Traytor speak for to prevent my arm Before thou answer'st me to do thee harm Non. Sir were I guilty as you think I am I shoo'd be glad you woo'd correct the same Nor woo'd I speak your fury to prevent Had I this present any such intent It woo'd implease you Sir be somewhat rude Me by my silence faulty to conclude The news you tell me is to me so strange That quite and clean it does my nature change As when some sudden mischief we do hear We pale and speechless presently appear I must confess I have Francina lovâ—d And some such thing unto her likewise mov'd But 't was before your passion did appear And for my motion I was nee're the near For did you know but with what scorn and pride She answer'd me Sir and my sute deny'd You 'd pitty me and say she was too blame To use so hardly such an honest flame Which was the reason I was loth to move You may be pleas'd to call to mind your Love For fear Sir that your business for my sake Might not unto your wishes fully take Prince That fear was needless I must tell thee since It was a message sent her from a Prince What scorn so e're she might have us'd to thee Was no conclusion shee 'd do so to me Go go this is a very poor pretence And little serves to colour thy offence Non. Just Heav'n which knows the hearts of all full well Will never send my soul for this to Hell VVere I but faulty only but in this I might presume I never did amiss As for such fear you say there was no need How oft are men forc't for their Right to plead And after all their pains likewise at last For want of a good Pleader too are cast Yet did you know or woo'd you but believe The pains I took to make her to conceive Her interest and how you loved her You woo'd not judge so hardly of me Sir Prince Men judge thou know'st of things by the event And I from her own mouth pass my judgement Non. From her own mouth what is 't implease your Grace Prince That thou hast in her heart the chiefest place Non. That she loves me Oh Sir it cannot be Since she woo'd never marry she told me I will not say your Highness is deceiv'd But I may say 't is hard to be believ'd D' you think it likely she woo'd me prefer My birth and fortune 'fore your self great Sir No no 't is not whatever she may say She does but with my former passion play VVomen Sir too ambitious are you know To let a Crown and Scepter so to go Had she a mind to go to any's bed She woo'd no doubt your Highness quickly wed The name of Queen is such a pleasing bit That ev'ry one is greedy after it Prince VVhich makes me think thou hast by Magick art Rather abus'd then fairly got her heart For if 't were otherwise why shoo'dst thou gain That with such ease which I cannot with pain Non. That I to gain her heart shoo'd witchcraft use And so not only her but you abuse Oh Sir you told me you woo'd send this earth Unto the place where 't was before its birth Do do it quickly for to rid my pain And me remove from that which you call gain Let not this body which is so possest Here in this world Sir any longer rest But send it headlong quickly down to Hell There with its black Companions for to dwell Yet 'fore I die here on my bended knee Do I bequeath Francina willingly All all the interest which I have in her Henceforward I do give unto you Sir And wish she may so to your wishes prove That you may nee're repent you e're did love I know she is too poor a gift for you But I can do no more then I can do Since that my life to you is so suspect 'T is fit my Death shoo'd witness my respect Stobs himself Prince Hold goodness hold I woo'd not be the cause That thou shoo'dst so transgress Dame Natures Laws As be unto thy self so much unkind Because my passion is so monstrous blind He goes Ah Heav'ns woo'd I had now the pow'r To keep Death hence but only for an how'r To let him see before he shuts his eyes How this last action does me sacrifize To thank his kindness and to let him know How much unto his vertue I do owe. He stirs not yet good Gods assist my hand To raise him up and likewise make him stand I was too blame by Heav'n I was unjust To recompence his pains with such mistrust I feel no breath there does no life appear What woo'd Francina say were she now here To see her dearest Dear thus speechless lye Upon the ground and I here standing by See where she comes as if she summon'd were By his last breath this instant to appear Francina enters Fran. I dreamt last night a very scurvy dream Which strange unto my soul I vow does seem Which is the cause of this my coming here Not out of hopes 't is true but out of fear At twelve a Clock the hower I do keep I was no sooner laid to go to sleep But presently into my thoughts did come My Lord past by this way unto his Tomb. Something there was about the Prince likewise But in a fâ—ight I striving for to rise Was the occasion I forgot the rest Being at that time with too much possest Prince Something of me good Madam be so kind As for my sake to call it unto mind That I
thereof I shoo'd be glad to be Withall my soul to serve your Majestie All my ambition is implease your Grace In your favour to have a servants place And to your Laws so like a Subject live That to your people I may pattern give King You are not only fair but humble too But such humility becomes not you It does become you better ev'ry way Sweet Madam to command then to obey Which like a Princess freer then in Spain You in our Kingdom shall command and raign But what can we unto these Grandees say For all the pains that they have took this day And to these Beauties which have left Spain sad And full of tears and sighs to make us glad But bid them welcome to our Royl Couâ—t And study how to make their time seem short G. C. FINIS UPON Hells High-Commission Court set to Judge the King Ian. 1648. JUst as I enter'd that Majestick Hall Where Gog and Mâ—gog must be Judge and all Upon the Person of a King so good His only fault was he was not understood Where to my view the first thing did present With such excess of sad astonishment Just at the upper end a scarlet Throne Dy'd with the blood of many a loyal one Oh horrid I cannot go no fâ—rther Their intent is his Majestie to mâ—rther UPON The horrid and unheard of Murther of CHARLES the First King of England Scotland France and Ireland the 30 th of Ianu. 1648. WHy how now George where is thy Muse become Or is 't thy sorrow mak'st thee thus so dumb Shall Heav'n and Earth the Death of Charles deplore And thou as unconcern'd not say no more Or is the matter of so high a strain Thou can'st not reach it with thy weaker brain Then sigh it out and with a lusty tear Threaten a Flood to this unlucky year Insatiate men insatiate did I say Blood-thirsty men I meant to take away The best of men the best of Kings e're raign'd VVho liv'd a life unspotted and unstain'd VVhose vertue was his fall for had he bin In love with any thing but like a sin He had escaped their Tyrannique Laws 'Cause he'was bad and for no other cause But he was good nay Goodness it self he was And why they murther'd him that was the cause TO CHARLES the Second King of England Scotland France and Ireland upon his thrice happy return into England after twelve years Banishment AS in a tedious Winter ev'ry Plant Seems dead and out of life and all for want Of the Suns presence so Great Charles did we Like dead men seem and all for want of thee But when the Winter 's over and the Sun Returns again to this our Horizon How ev'ry thing revives which we call Spring Ev'n such is the return of Charles our King But Heav'n is kinder to these Plants below 'Cause innocence is all that they do know Their Winter therefore is but short to ours We having had dayes unto their howers Which is no less a wonder that we live Wanting so long that influence that shoo'd give Us life and vigour lying in the Root Which was grub'd up 'cause we no more shoo'd shoot But as it happens oftentimes we see In taking up of Roots that there will be An off-set two or three left in the ground Which by some skilful honest hand if found And planted carefully from thence may spring Stock sufficient as may from Charles our King Which Heav'n we supplicate that 〈◊〉 may raign He and his Off-spring till Shilo comâ—s again UPON King CHARLES the Second His Birth-day and his happy return in May 1660. THrice happy day and happy Moneth to be Thus twice so great a friend to Monarchiâ— The very Moneth that gave Great Charles his breath Gave breath to us redeeming us from Death From Death said I from dying ev'ry day And yet to die coo'd not find out the way Grim Death compar'd to what we suffer'd then So great a kindness was Those Tyrant-men Woo'd not allow us but by little and little T' increase our pain and so consume our mettle This was th' Egyptian bondage we lay under Which made the Lord come in with such a wonder That without one drop of blood or one tear Has re-inthron'd our lawful Prince this year So great a mercy that we may deserve From Heav'n nor him in duâ—y may we swerve TO MY Lord General MONCK Upon his opportune coming into England THou great Restorer of our antient Laws To whom we cannot give too great applause Ride on victorious in thy great design Gods real foes and ours to undermine Where had we been by this time hadst not thou Just in the nick of time come in I vow We had been lost and utterly undone And which is worse Religion had been gone But Heav'n be praised for this happy change Though to fanatique men it seemeth strange Well do the rest that we expect from thee And second of this Kingdom thou shalt be Which will more honour be unto thy name So for to live then die with dirty fame UPON The Death of the most Illustrious and unparallel'd Prince HENRY Duke of Glocester THou that hast been my Companion all my life Leave me not now I prethee in my grief Leave me not now in this great time of need To help t' express the Cause that makes us bleed No wonder that the Court is now so sad And that the Country everywhere is clad With Sighs and Tears the cause thereof being known Is able to dissolve the hardest stone Hard Fate you might have well forborn this spight And not have rob'd us of so great a Light A lesser might as well have serv'd your turn But that you had a mind to make us mourn But that you had a mind to make us grieve And all our expectations to deceive For one so young so wise was never known So grave in carriage sure but he alone So sound in judgement and so great a reach In State-affairs the wisest he might teach So humble too withall so well did plaâ—e What e're he said and spake with such a grace He took his Hearers with a double band Of Love and Reason and so amaz'd woo'd stand This is our grief our sorrow and sad loss Pray Heaven his Death prove not to us a cross Upon the just Judgement of His Majesties unjust JUDGES BUT now they 're come to Judgement Heav'n is just And tho 't be long before he questions Dust They shall not go unpunish't for that thing That horrid thing of murthering their King ' Twâ—s bad enougâ— against theâ—r King to rise But ten times worse their King to sacrifise But worst of all under a shew of Zeal To rob the Church and spoyl the Common-weal And so make God the Author of their ill Pretending 't was his pleasure and his will Thus how from sin to sin the Devil draws Ambitious spirits to infringe Gods Laws Still prompting them from what is bad to worse Until they 're fitted for his heavy Curse Mercy is an Attribute it is true VVhich properly to Heav'n belongs unto And he that shews it shews himself like God Yet God is said to have an Iron Rod. VVhen he vouchsafes to pardon 't is to those Will never more offend him which he knows And yet some sins he will not pardon neither That 'gainst the Holy-Ghost and Abels brother Nor those that shall so eas'ly pardon those That still continue his obdurate foes Blood requires blood but oh holy murther Is that which Heav'n it self will never smurther Nor can we hope a blessing fâ—om above So long as one alive among us move UPON Her Majesties the Queen MOTHER Return into England in October 1660. GReat Queen of vertue and of all that 's good VVho never yet was rightly understood Can you the wrongs you have receiv'd forget You must be more then woman to do it Nay if such sins by you can be fo giv'n 'T is more Great soul then we can hope from Heav'n And yet we 've moâ—e then hopes you can and will Or else in France you woo'd have stayed still And not have ventur'd o're this Ocean more But that you had a mind to clear our score And wipe away all sorrow from our eyes As fogs do vanish when the Sun does rise Great Star which from th' East and by South dost come How much are we engaged to thy womb Thy fruitful womb that with no little pain Hast stockt our Iland with no little gain Three Princes which the world so much admire And we at last with Reason do desire Two Beauties too they must not be forgot VVhom Christendom admires the like has not Welcome Great Queen welcome to our shore I fear to make amends we shall adore Your sacred Presence since that ever since We have been curst that you were forced hence FINIS