Greatness is the Centre Of all happiness and felicity Like our Lands at first is ty'd to the Crown Kings comes near unto the Gods and are like them Both in power and pleasure do command all Enjoy all are miserable onely in having Of too much and wanting what to wish for Theirs is the dazling happyness 'T is idle Therefore to prefer Private joyes before The Crown-pleasures The King may throw by his Greatness when he please and be poorly happy But the Begger will nere sigh unto a Scepter King Why I Polyander ther 's some life in this A little heaven even in the apprehension Aratus art not thou of this opinion Ara. Not I Sir nor of my Lord the Fools there Kings are more miserable than they seem Happy flatter'd by themselves and others Into a joy that is not and what they feel They rather do imagine than find so Yet I grant too a King may be happy But not then as a King Felicity Is a Purchase and no Inheritance Nor has the Prerogative more than one life In 't ever it dyes still with the Buyer Troubles are the good Kings profession In the Wars the first Dart is thrown at him Where oft times his happyness is in a Glorious death or perhaps his God-like Raies Are pluck'd from him by some accursed hand And so falls less happy being after Vainly wish'd so by a poor revenge he Knows not Com. Very Grave and unseasonable Thus your Lord-ship gets the reputation Of Singularity which the Vulgar Suspect to be Wisdom Ara. Sir you see How this place and my freenes are injur'd King Mirth onely mirth Aratus He means Thy speech would better have become a Councel Than a Banquet Timeus welcome Nay Keep your seats Would thou had'st been partaker Enter Timeus Of our Mirth Time Sir when my actions or my age Shall make me worthy of your ease and pleasures I shall be a thankfull sharer but till then Your Troubles will become me better than Your Sports and Cares will sit more lovely on My Brow than Roses Sir those that are about you Seek to drown your Vertues Ara. Your Highnesse meanes None here Time I name none here my Lord King Nay Timeus Thou nere look'st friendly on our pleasures Time I must confesse Sir I had rather see you Bloudy than thus Wet nor are my Wishes Impious Polyander Poly. My Lord Time How basely that Smile became thee I had Rather thou had'st answer'd me with a Blow Than such a Look I thought to have ask't thee Something but I see thou art unworthy Of a brave Demand Thy Skill lies onely In the Curiosity of a Meal To say at the first touch o' th' tongue this is A Chian this a Falernian Wine Streight by the colour of the flesh to know Whether the foul were cram'd or whether fed Prethee Polyander how sat the Wind When this Bore was slain Were not these Apples Pull'd the Moon Encreasing Degenerate I have seen thee put thy face into a Frown And were 't so constant in that look as if Thou had'st no other Poly Sir when you shall find Or make a cause I 'le put them on again Here they 'l but sour the Entertainment Com. You see my Lord they are not drownd they live Still under water Time Like thine Beast King Prethee Timeus let us enjoy our Mirth While the Gods give it the time will come That we shall wish for it and not have it On my Conscience thou could'st be content To have Enemies onely that thou might'st cut 'em off Time I am sorry Sir if I have offended Against your Mirth it was not my intent I came to bring you News King News What is 't Good Time 'T is as you shall esteem of 't Sir There 's A Stranger Prince ariv'd King Hither Time Yes Sir His Visit 's forc't by a Storm as he pretends King What ere the Occasion is he shall be Welcome The time 's far spent Aratus it Shall be thy Employment From us fairly Salute the Prince and tell him though the Seas Have been Unfriendly the Land shall Court him Ara. Great Sir you highly Honour me Phro So now we have time to speak What think'st thou Exeunt all but Aratus Phronimus and Eurylochus Aratus of these passages Arat. Well bravely well Eury. Your speech strook desperately at the King He will not swallow it without some touch of jealousie Ara. 'T is no matter He cannot crosse us now We have not tan'e so many yeares to build A Work up and then to have it ruin'd With a push No he that will shake 't must first Overthrow a Kingdome a Prince a Law so large The Extents are Nere did Plot thrive like it It has infected with the Holy Sore The greatest part o' th' Realm and catches daily Like some Unheard of New Opinions Streightned at first and prison'd in the brests Of two or three gain strength by Time and Eares And daily fed by curiosity Thrust out at last the Old and most Receiv'd And grow the whole Religion of the Place When we have call'd our Party forth the Work Will seem done the thin Numbers that are left Not deserving the Name of Enemies The Tyrant then will see himself no more A King but onely the Wretched Cause of Warre His Power being ravisht from him Phr. While the fruit 's thus ripe why doe we let it grow Eury. And spoil perhaps Arat. We will no longer onely A little Ceremony detaines us To Crown our King that past our actions With our thoughts shall then contend in swiftnesse Phro How sped your visit to the young Prince Arat. Most happily O had you seen with me The Dear Cause of this our Danger how Cheap Would you have thought the Greatest for his Sake And stood contemning Life thinking your bloud Ill-stored within your veines when that his service Call'd it sure 't was some such Shape and Sweetness Which first slav'd men and gain'd a Rule before there was A Kingdome Eury. You forget your Message to the Prince Arat. 'T is true pray bear me Company we may get thankes For our Complement another day Exeunt Omnes Enter Harpastes Harp Devill whether wilt thou hurle me The Ship Sunk under so much Ill nor can the Earth Bear us both together the greatest Hills Presse not her face with half that Load one thought Of Goodnesse made me lighter than the Waves And in an instant taught me how to swim Enter Melampus to him Melampus Melam Harpastes Harp Are we onely scap't Melam I hope so Harp Then the Storm has plaid the Hangman And sav'd us Innocent Melam Innocent What 's that It has sav'd us so much labour and a broken head perhaps Harp The Wrack was great and full of horror Melam How the rogues pray'd and roar'd above the Waves Vow'd whole heards of Off rings for their safety But Neptune sav'd 'em Charges and took the Verier Beasts Harp We scapt miraculously Melam I hope you 'l burn no Bullocks to the
you 'd rather Have in Chaines than all the list of Traitors I have nam'd Sir commit the Uucasing Him to me and suffer me to proceed With Aratus as I shall see cause Exeunt all but Timeus Aratus and the Guard King Take your way I 'll leave him to you Time My Lord with the perswasion of your Innocence I have procur'd your Freedom Of my Father and do desire in Return Of this kindness if it be such to let Me see the face of this my Enemy Once more if your Acquaintance as appears By your words be not too late to know his Abode My Lord I shall receive him otherwise Than you expect The Relation you have Made of him and what my self was witness of Have turn'd my Hate into Admiration Of him and if I can move his Love as I have done his Anger I shall be happy In his Valour 'T is not the first time that The Brav'ry of Enemies have made them Friends And that Wounds have been the first Seals of Love I do consider how much I injur'd him And that on such provocation he could not Have done less At the first sight I call'd him Dog And without more Circumstance commanded To have him kill'd Ara. Now Sir I must kneel to you You have the goodness of a Prince He shall Submit for his Offence or suffer for it And if you find not that Noble Spirit In him I have told you of in the most Dangerous Business you shall imploy him Let him be punish'd for this his Ill-plac'd-Valour Time My Lord I 'll take no other Surety But your Word ever oblige me thus Exit Timeus and Guard Ara. But my Lord though I can Answer I cannot give Credit to your smooth Tongue This last Accident might have lost all I 'll Hazard no more by my Delayes And seeing They know not their time to strike I 'll teach em Both the How and When to do it Before To morrow this time I 'll ring their Dull Security such an Alarm Enter Haimantus disguis'd like a Saylor Haim My Lord Prince Clearchus Salutes you Ara. Ha! Prince Clearchus Said'st thou Come nearer friend Haim Do you not know me My Lord Ara. My Lord Haimantus I crave your Pardon How fares the Prince Haim Well and both He And my Lord Pallantus who happily made His Escape to our Ships from his Pursuers Have sent me in this Disguise to let you know The Block-house is privately surrender'd To 'em in which they now are with three hundred Of our Selectest Men and undertake With this strength to rescue the Princess Hianthe This Even if the state of your other Affairs Will suffer it Our Navy besides rides Clear And disengag'd near to the Block-house Where they can land what greater Force they please Ara. Hum. The Gallant Prince and bold Pallantus safe The Block-house surrender'd and the Ships at hand Both for a Reserve and a Retreat Why should They not attempt it My Lord tell 'em Their Design is Noble and like Themselves Full of Youth of Fire of Bravery of Justice That where such Spirits as theirs move in any Action all Designs ought to Follow and Not Lead they make the Period and the Poynts Of Business Say I do not onely approve Of this their Purpose but will Assist 'em In their Retreat and at the same time give A Divertisement by some hundreds of Great shot pour'd into the City Come my Lord I 'll direct you a way to return less Hazardous than that you came in hither Exeunt Omnes Enter Hianthe The time of their great Plot is now compleat The hours are finish'd O let it not You Which look down which favourablylook down Upon this Isle want your Power which first Did strengthen it let the same Hand that bid Disclose it too Shame not at so Glorious An Off-spring when it is Heavenly and doth Confess the Father when none but Gods dare Call it theirs nor without Blasphemy can Own it Ye were kind Parents at the first Shew your selves still so and Rear the Child ye Have Gotten Where Humane strength shall fail there Hold it up and make that Want the Strongest Enter Mellssa Mel. Madam I now met my Lord Ara us Who intreats your Highness to keep within Your Lodgings this Night and to fear nothing What euer Embroylments you hear abroad Or near you Enter Timeus Time Madam I come to tell you The Infection which caus'd this your Retirement Is now clear'd up and vanish'd and abroad You may safely bless us with your Presence The Court has for these dayes suffer'd an Eclipse But when it shall again shew forth its Beams Your Beautyes it will look more Glorious By its short Obscuring Enter the King Comastes Minetius King Weil said Timeus Now I like thee here thy Cares and Services Are bent the right way would I could see thee Once look pale in these Can a young Man when He may have leave to breath in such a Paradise As this draw a common Ayre an Ayre o' th' People I am loath to change thy present thoughts but The business I have to tell thee will bring Thee peace and more leasure for them The suspition Thou had'st of a Treason was not Vain since It hath broke out but 't is already supprest The two Chief of 'em are taken in their passage As they went to Head their Forces And I Have commanded they be set so High As to enjoy a Large View of that Land they Were Ambitious of and then to strangle 'em At that Height Time Are there but two Sir of Note That you have taken Flatter not your self Had they been thousands they had left more behind Your Majesty counts that a Victory Which they scorn to account a Loss and think Y' are safe when they are not indangered Is Aratus Phronimus or Eurylochus Among them Is Pallantus one of the two Are taken King Pallantus Thou dream'st of the Dead And the Ages past Time Sir he 's Living And if my Aimes deceive me not he has Lately Walk'd among us and makes up the Knot Of Traitors Ha! King What can this mean Look out A vollie of Great Shot interrupts their discourse and they stand amaz'd Enter Polyander Poly. Sir arme speedily put your self within Your Strength or y' are lost The Block-house Is revolted Prince Clearchus poures Men In Swarmes upon the Shore Aratus has Seiz'd both the Gate and Fort that lead unto Great Shot still The Haven and thunders as you hear Upon the City Time These were the Evills I was a Prophet of I saw them when They were Disguis'd Sir 't is no time now to Stand But Doe King Madam we intreat your Pardon That thus we have offended 'gainst your peace And made you the first partaker of our Troubles That ought to have Known them Last Hian. Sir your Trouble Is too sad to be excus'd Mel. How likes your Hignesse the Serenade of this fair Evening Exeunt all but Hian. Meliss Hian. I like it
Bloud Within me Pal. O say not so Forbeare at length To prophane the Divine Goodnesse that dwels In you It is a Sin though You Your self Commit it Shall Self-Slaughter be held a Sin A Self-Slander not be Noted as a Greater Crime If the first be Murder So much the Soul 's more Excellent than the Body That the Last must be held a Sacriledge a kind of Blaspheming of the Deity dwels in us Take heed while you would rather Dye than bear A Staine you pull not the Greatest on you By avoiding it Eud. They that will preserve A pure and Spotlesse Soul must punish even The least Affinity in themselves to Sin Pal. Be yet advised They that too Nicely Create Sin where t is not Condemn their Innocence When their Judgment 's Faulty Eud. Why do you thus Reward me Good for Evill VVhy would you VVith-hold me from Perishing Justly That sought to sink you in all your Innocence Could my Imprecations have drove you To Destruction I had had but the End I aimd at Pal. Y' are still a Judge too Cruell To your Self All those Imprecations I deserv'd as I then shew'd to you But doe you Ask Why I would save you from Destruction O you have set too High a Prize Happinesse in That your Question unlesse Your Bountie too would shew the Way that we Might Hope to Effect it How should I despise The proudest Honours that attend the Sword In which Robbers and Ruffians may be Sharers With me to win a Glory so perfectlie Illustrious And could I bestow So Matchlesse and Divine a Benefit As Your Preservation on the World People would stile me God! And though from the Earth I took my Being with the Noblest of The Ancient Heroes they 'd fix my Name in Heaven Invest me with Diadem of Starres And Robe of Immortallitie And what is it That Obstructs this Blessing to the World and Me If I look upon your Innocence I read a Book in which not onely a Few Finite Yeares are writ but see an Age Drawn out to all Eternitie If on your Losse of State no Injurie of the World No Shock of Fortune can diminish A True Greatnesse That which was your Own Is still On you and sets you forth th' Example And Adoration both of the Present And the Future World Is it then last Your Losse of Friends or all these joyn'd together That withholds this Blessing we would so Dearly Purchase What is there in your Condition That is not to be paralleld in Others Look upon my Misfortunes and you shall find A perfect Sceme of all your Saddest Evils I lost as you have done a Father a King The Second Hopes unto a Crown the Joyes And Glory which doe wait on these Nay more By you I lost them Remember what your Righ Hand your Father and your Brother did Take from me what your Left their Ministers And Servants Learn then a Strength of me that Is the Worst Name for it to bear a Change Of Fortune And pardon a Fathers Death Let the Innocence of Mine excuse my Violence to yours We are the Wretched'st Two Alive made so by Our Selves and can be Onely Happy in Our Selves No Beam of Joy yet No breaking of a Raie of Comfort From these Clouds of Sadnesse No Dancing After this Long Night of Sorrow Madam Yet look up Though hitherto my Comforts Have been Air and unable to remove The weight of Grief oppresses you yet here 's One remaining I dare pronounce will prove Successfull Vouchsafe to cast an Eye upon this Paper That beares the Characters of your Living Brother and other Friends He gives Her a Paper Eud. It is not so It cannot it must not be Your Safeties Will not Suffer this if the Sword of Warre Have spar'd him That of Policie hath Cut him off Forbear to Mock me thus such Delusions Drive my Sorrowes to Distraction Pall Madam He lives and with him all the Rest whose Names Are there Subscrib'd nor is there more than One Could you but pardon that of any Note Has lost a Life by these Late Troubles Think not I have mock'd you with a Deceitfull Shew I know to have given you Happinesse As you imagine had been Twice onely To have Snatch'd it from you I shall say no more To you But Live as you find the Hopes true I have promist you And believe when I Spoken this my Life my Honour all that I possesse and all that can be added To me are a Gage Short to that I have given you And till I present your Brother in Safetie To you I 'le never presse to enjoy again The Heaven of Looking on you Rod Madam clear Exit Pallantus Your Spirits yet at last from these Clouds Of Discontent Many Noble Comforts Court you on ev'ry Side make a Truce With Your Sorrowes but till you see the Issue Of 'em Eud. I shall at least so far as till I have prov'd this One that 's promist me Exeunt Omnes Enter Cleander Hianthe Clearchus Aratus Haimantus Phronimus and Eurilochus Shouts of the People as they Enter People Jove Neptune Apollo all the Powers That favour Crete preserve and blesse the King Clean Through the Happinesse of my People May I know no other Joy or Blisse but what First passes you the Middle-Way of Blessings Between the Gods and Me People The Gods preserve Your Majestie Enter Pallantus and Kneeles and kisses the Kings Hand Pall Sir I humbly crave your Pardon That thus tardily after the People And your Enemies I present my Dutie To you and wish you Happinesse King I cannot Be deceiv'd thou must be th' Inimitable Matchlesse not to be Counterfeited or Resembl'd Great Pallantus Whom as none Can Reach to in a Noble Action so none Can Equall in a Gallant Presence Nor Doe I wonder to see the Change wrought in thee Thy Deed hath thus Transform'd thee It sits upon Thy Brow and casts a Glorie round about Thy Face Ara. Me thinks till this Day the Times had Likewise a Vizor on a Look'd not with A True Face before Sir you shall hourly see New Graces and New Glories break forth from him Pall My Lord you promise too Highlie for me Ara. Thou look'st sadlie after all thy Honours King So my-thoughts What can be the Cause Can He That has given a Nation Happinesse want it Himself Speak thy Discontent If it lie not In my own Power to Remedie I 'le Sacrifice In thy behalf Pall Sir low as the Earth I bow To you But that which is my Grief will be No longer mine alone than while I doe Conceal it 't is a Disease that all Good Men Will catch with the first Fancie and Conceit Justice could never yet with all her Care So carve out her Punishment but that the Innocent Were Wounded with the Stroke and felt the Judgement Of anothers Sin While with her Sword She Cuts off the Offending Parent the Child Is made an Orphan in the Cradle and mourns In after daies the Crime he
and Haimantus Cler. Have you commanded all the Mariners Aboard each Captain to his charge bid the Souldiers fill the Decks with their full numbers And display their Colours left nothing wanting That may add to the Glory of the Navy Haim Sir all things are in their Pride and height The Captains Bravery seems to lend brightness To the day and like the Sun throwes raies and light About 'em Nor lookstheir Gold less awful Than the Souldiers Steel On the Ships appear The Joy and Riches of a Conquest and yet they Keep the Order of a joyning-battel There wants nothing to make a War-like Princely And well-commanded Navy but your Presence Sir Clear I would not have them think us such Poor Men That we are drove to seek for their Relief To sue for Bread and Water but rather That we come like Noble Woers full of Rewards and Presents able to return All favours we receive and equally To honour Them that honour Us as Great As they It shall appear that he that is Master of such a Fleet may style himself Prince though Lord of nothing else Haim The people Flock upon the shore and with one Voyce say You come to fetch their Princess Sir you have More than their Consents already you have Their wishes too Clear I marry Haimantus Such a Jewel would make the rest look dim There are two Ladies in this Isle if fame Say true the wonders of the World When Nature Made them she summon'd her whole God-head And unwearied wrought till she had done Form'd each limb as if she had begun there She seem'd to practise on the World till then And what like beautiful she fram'd before Were but Degrees to this Height these the Ascent From which she now must fall They made her Older Than the labour of a thousand years Enter a Servant Serv. Ther 's a great train it seems from Court coming To your Highness Clear Come le ts meet 'em As Clearchus is going out Arats Phronimus Eurylochus and Pallantus meet him Ara. Sir the King congratulates your safety And is glad of your Arrival though the Cause Were dangerous You would have Oblig'd him Much Sir if you had been bound for Creet Clear The King is Royal and chides me kindly He binds a Stranger ever to his Service Ara. His Majesty expects you 'll honour him With your Presence this night at Court Clear My Lord I shall wait upon him But I must fist Entreat you 'l favour me with your Company A ship-board I shall not need to excuse A Souldiers Entertainment I doubt not But your Lordships knows it well Coursnesse and Plainnesse are the Praise of it Arat. Sir you are The Envy of your Neighbour Princes you So farre exceed them in a Brave Command I nere was happy in the like sight before And my Lord they that can boast the strangest Have not seen one so Common and so Rare Your Navy lookes as if she wore the Spoiles Of a whole Land or came to purchase 'em Clea. My Lord you 'l make me proud Your presence yet Will adde unto its Glory Enter Timeus and Coracinus Exeunt Omner Time Found dead upon the shore Cor. I my Lord Thrown into a Cliffe Time Were they drown'd Cora. 'T is believ'd not my Lord for many fresh Wounds Were found upon their bodies and yet their Clothes Were wet Time 'T is strange Were there but two Cor. No my Lord Time That 's stranger yet Reward the Men that found them And bid'm make no farther enquiry After their Deaths nor speak of it Let it Exit Coraos Die with you too doe you hear The Villaines Have rob'd at their return and got their deaths That way I nere could spare 'em worse the State Stands in greater need of theirs than of the Sword of Justice Rodia Rod My Lord He calls Rodia and she Entern Time Is your Lady to be spoke with Rod Alwayes My Lord by you But now she 's coming forth Enter Endora Time Save you sweet Sister End O y' are welcome Sir Time Sure Eudora Venus and the Graces Had their hands to day about you You look Fairer than your self and move in the Sphear Of Love and Beauty Cupid has taken His Stand up in your Eyes and shootes at all That come before him Pray Venus he misse me Eud. When doe you grow serious Time These are the Fair Lookâ— Must captivate the Stranger Prince in a Free Country And this the Dresse that must inchant him ha Eud. There is no Charm in 't certainly it pleas'd Me the least of Many No 't is your Fair Mistresse that beares those Love-Nets about her If the Stranger'scape her he 's safe Time ' Had better Kill his Father and then gaze upon the Spectacle than look upon her with the Eyes of Love Eud. Nay then you are unjust Would you have him stronger than your self was If he for that be guilty the same Doom Must belong to both alike Time But I have Prevail'd so far that he shall be free both From the danger of Love and seeing Nor must You make up his entertainment Eud. I was Commanded to be ready and Attend there Time But now the Commissions alter'd And runs in the Other Sence Eud. I shall be Content to obey either May I not Know the cause Time You may We would not feed The Prince here with hopes to get a Wife This Was the Storm that drove him in Nor must you Onely for this time forbear his presence But while he staies He 's unworthy of you Eud. If you know him so I shall then without Excuse denie his Visits But I think This businuesse may be borne a Nobler Way Nor will the End Fail though the Meanes be Fair Leave it to me If he Sue with Honour He will take an Honourable Answer Though he gain none from me I 'le get his Love And send him home no lesse a Friend than if He were a Husband By my Restraint you 'l Onely procure unto your self the markes Of Jealousie and Rudenesse and fouler Staines If that the Crime were nam'd to the desert Besides it does proclaim in Me too such A Weaknesse as I am much asham'd of Had he a Face adorn'd with the Graces Of both Sexes Beauty and Manlinesse And these after the Custome of the Roman Princes in their Statues Engrafted on On the body of some God I could look on Converse I and neglect him too when I Have reason for it Fear not me then Time I doe not I know thee strong the Honour Of a Kingdome may lean with safety on Thee But he will linger here too long besot The State with Feastings and in this Jollity Give Opportunity to Treacherous Practises He must be us'd Ill there are Reasons for it Eud. Is there then a Policie In Rudenesse Why doe you not rather send A Defiance to him Proclaim him Enemie This were Nobler far than to receive him In your armes and then Affront him say Health And wish Poyson in
the Cup Are you so much Below him Time There are greater thoughts in hand Than Curious Points of Gallantry If he send Any Present to you you must return it Back with Scorn Eud. Pride is ill becomming And hateful even to the next Proud man does Practise it Time Then take 'em and laugh at him Eud. No where my thankes are too much I 'll rather Return Gifts for Gifts I should shame to be A gainer on such a Score which the Meanest Honest Purchaser would blush at Time He 'l take Those Gifts for Favours Eud. They will not prove so Yet He will deserve some as he is a Stranger Time Not from You. Presents the State will send him You hear my Fathers Will You must not see him While he stayes Eud. I doe and shall eas'ly keep That I doe not care to break Time Farewell Eud. Must you be gone Time There 's a little business Calls me Eud. If it be but a little stay Time Onely the Welcome of the Stranger Eud. 'T is too much to hinder I see a Causelesse and a Needlesse Rage Hid in your breast The Prince may be Noble Valiant if you receive him then with Scorn Hee 'l prove a stronger Enemy than those Unworthy Ones you fear at home whose own Actions daily ruine and whose ill-made Knots will loosen faster than they tie 'em You have prevail'd with me I 'll not be wonn To see him now but let it not Appear By your Default and that my Retirement Is onely in scorn to him which will be Made plain if that you change not this Face you Have put on It becomes you at no time A Prince should alwaies Smile or look indifferent He has no need of Frowns as other men Life and Death are in his breath and if any do Offend his Revenge is known and need not Be declar'd by Face-expressions Where there 's Power to Punish 't is Tyranny to Rage Anger is no Attribute of Justice 'T is true she is painted with a Sword but looks As if she held it not Though Warbe in Her Hand yet Peace dwels in her Face Learn once Of me and when you have no Cause of A Distemper express none Now you have made All sure doubt not but receive the stranger With fearless and confident Imbraces Time I will or at lest I 'll tell thee so when Thou perswad'st me thus Farewel Eudora Exit Timues Eud. Thy subtile Plots will ruine thee at last Valour and Policy do seldom meet Yet here they are in their Extreams in One But do most strangely Divide the Owner Make him Dread none and yet confirm him not Within a Guard Exit Eudora CHORUS What can our Wishes deprecate When Vice is seen both Law and Fate When for the good o' th' Commonweal The Councel 's cal'd to Plot a Meal And Beasts brought in with solemn Cry As Spoyles got from the Enemy Whose life 's the Table and the Stage He doth not Spend but Lose his Age The Kings eyes like his Jewels be Set to Adorn not to Fore-see And as his Crown he thinks each thing Runs round in a continued Ring But Sacrifices Crowned be And Garlands fit for destinie Fates thus we fear have writ this Latt That Wint shall lose what Blood hath Gott ACTUS 2. SCENA 1. Enter Clearchus IS this your Royal Entertainment A common Host would have given one as Civil Have shewn his Guests their Quarter and then left'em To stumble out again My Receivers are Are all vanish'd An undeserved Affront Will trouble me Neither of the Princesses Were in the Train they might have trusted 'em I could have gag'd a Kingdom for their security One passes by him reeling and by and by after another Last of all Melissa they all make reverence to Clearchus as they pass Enter Comastes Was not that fellow drunk Now they begin To Muster up again Here I stand like one That learns to make his first Honour in a Dauncing School Sir by your favour If your Business calls you not pray let me intreat Your Company a while Com. Troth and 't like your Highness I am in hast in very great hast The King has sent for me and I know he 's thirsty till I come I would your Highness were as resolute and as well Arm'd this way as I * you 'd be the welcom'st man He loves a Royal-Drunkard to admiration he never saw one yet but in a Glass Sir have you any business with him You need no other Orator than such as this such a Mouth without a Tongue will perswade any thing Yet this is o' th least fit onely for Physick-dayes when he would not surfeit a meer Toy that troubles the Wayters with often filling But I have One as high Here 's nothing to measure't by but 't was that made me so Inward with him I alwayes use to Petition him with it 't is bigger than any of his own and pleas'd him above Measure The first time he saw it he commended the Gallantry of my Mind and said it was a Noble Emulation in me He has a Daughter Sir a beautiful Lady my Hopes unless some Neighbour-Prince do Reel betwixt us Your Highness comes the right way he hates a dry In-land Traveller but that you Kiss the Cup when you should Drink and have too much Bounce and Down-with-him in you which are things he surfeited of some sixteen years since and still the very Names turn his stomack Besides your Navy and Attendants are too great he 'd have esteemed more of you had they been fewer enough onely to lean on when you were Overtaken or if you had wanted those and borrowed his unto your Chamber it had been better Where he finds Worth the Pomp delights him not Your pardon Sir Exit Comastes Clear Why here 's a fellow now With what Licence He belies his Master or speaks Truths Altogether as Unpardonable Sure He has his Patent for 't I find at my Return from Travel I shall want Names For all the Monsters I have seen Enter Aratus to him Ara. Though your Highness be here a stranger I may demand of you where the King is Clear If none know more than I my Lord y 'ave lost Your King Arat. Sure he is not well I hope he is not with a safe Loyalty I may wish he hath a Dangerous Cause Rather than none to take him from a Prince The first Night of his Arival in his Court Clea. My Lord I have found much Honour in you One that knowes to shew more Civility To a Stranger than he can deserve And y' are unhappy onely at this time In an Unworthy Choyce but if still you Can continue this Noblenesse though the King frown I shall gladly make some stay at least Till I have satisfied a Strangers Curiosity And may seem rather to have left the Place Than to have been thrust from it Ara. Believe me Sir Both your Reception and this Necessity That you are drove to seek so mean
PALLANTUS AND EUDORA A Tragoedie Written by Mr. HENRY KILLIGREW MART Victurus Genium debet habere liber LONDON Printed for Iohn Hardesty at the Black-Spread-Eagle in Duck-lane 1653. The Publisher to the Reader WHen this Play came first abroad into the World it found the approbation of the most Excellent Persons and best Masters of this Kind of Writing which were in that time if there were ever better in any time Ben. Johnson being then alive who gave a Testimonie of this Piece even to be Envy'd Nor doe I know more than One Objection that was ever made against it Which was The indecorum that appear'd to Some in the Part of Cleander who being represented a Person of seventeen yeares of age is made to speak words that would better sute with the age of thirty But the Answer that was given to One that cried out upon the Monsterousnesse and Impossibilitie of this thing the first day of the Presentation of this Play at the Black-Friers by the Lord Viscount Faulkland may satisfie All Others and if the Considerablenesse of the Answer and Answerer be duly weigh'd may serve no lesse for an Ornament and Patronage to the Author The passage was thus This Noble Person having for some time suffered the unquiet and impertinent Dislikes of this Auditor when he made this last Exception forbore him no longer but though he were one he knew not told him Sir 't is not altogether so Monsterous and Impossible for One of Seventeen yeares to speak at such a Rate when He that made him speak in that manner and writ the whole Play was Himself no Older I shall say no more of the Worth or former Opinion had of this Piece it being in hand to shew what it Merits or Merits not A few things I have to adde concerning my present Publication which are these That this Play never saw the light in its true Shape till this day a former Impression there has been of it but One not onely deform'd with all the Errors of an Uncorrected Presse but what might else proceed from a false and imperfect Transcript the Originall Coppy being then together with the Writer of it in Italy Who was so farre from consenting to the printing of his Book at that time that he had not then Corrected those parts of it which he was forc'd to passe over with lesse care by reason of the hasty calling of it out of his hands by the Entertainment for which it was desig'nd So that I may say the former Impression is no better than a Corrupted Fragment or Foul Draught of what this Play was intended and differing so much from what it now is that if the Corrections Expungings and Additions be consider'd it is almost the one half otherwise This hath made me likewise impose a New Name upon it for it is a Creature now wholly at my Disposition and belonging to me not as to a Plagiarie but a Susceptor or Foster-father that has taken up this Child long since Ejected by the True Parent And my desire is to have it shew as little Affinity and Resemblance as is possible to its Anti-type whose Prejudices it can no way better remove from it self than by shewing them False and Despising them MART Multum crede mihi refert a fonte bibatur Quae fluit an pigro quae stupet unda latu The Persons of the Play The King a Usurper Timeus his Sonne Polyander Minetius two Lords Comastes a buffonish Lord Coracinus Argestes Servants to Timeus Harpastes Melampus two Villaines Cleander the true King of Crete a Youth Clearchus a stranger prince Pallantus first Prince of Crete disguis'd Aratus Phronimus Eurylochus three great Lords Haimantus Admirall of Clearchus Fleet Acates Tutor to Cleander Flamen Poet Waiters Guard Souldiers Eudora Sister to Timeus Rodia her Woman 2. Ladies Hianthe Sister to Cleander Melissa her Woman 2. Ladies Chorus of Priests and People The Scene CRETE PALLANTUS and EUDORA A TRAGEDY ACTUS 1. SCENA 1. A Banquet set out Loud Musick Enter the King Comastes Aratus Polyander Phronimus Eurylochus and Menetius King NO happiness like the Fools Comastes Com. No none Sir Hee 's mirth it self and the cause Of it in others They say all pleasure Is a shadow then that which we enjoy Is onely the shadow of a shadow Hardly the Picture of what he embraces Our delights are faint thwarted with fears Disgusted by the conscience and after An hour of pleasure succeeds a week of Repentance in which time we live by Rule And not by Nature laugh not though the jest Be good nor rage though at a just cause But sickly whisper out our sayings As if they were our last When the Fool lusts With his whole soul too and sins till hee 's weary Knows no conscience but his Want-that-way nor Remorse but Disability King Ha ha ha Com. Nature never shew'd her liberality More than to those she was sparing of her Best gifts to She houses Wisdom in a Body full of decayes such as requires Her whole strength to bear up the ruine Measures his legs with the Spiders gives him Pale and wan looks scarce alter'd from the earth He was made of Where to the Ideot she Bestowes a body equal with the Bulks Of Trees and armes as thunder-proof makes him A strong a large and healthy Fool King Ha ha ha Ara. Fit Lectures for such a Schollar King Well Comastes Thou shalt not want for a Coat if that will do 't Com. Send me a Mind too with it and you have not A greater present for your Neighbour-Princes King Come my Lords let 's sit And fill up our Cups Make them like our joyes still full and flowing Thus it should be my Lords in a state that Knows no troubles let unhappy Princes Whom losles do afflict and fears a ffright Make Annual-Feasts but we whose even affairs Do follow one another and do keep Their just Periods though the Reines are loose And their Guide sleep seeming rather so to Have faln-out than so caus'd each day shall Be a Triumph each hour a Feast Ara We may chance to find one out for Funerals aside King A health to all and a long peace Com. You are melancholly Aratus Ara. You are rude Comastes and let me tell you Comastes strikes Arates on the shoulder Poly. O let his Lord-ship alone He 's one of those Which say their prayers backward for the State Ara. You are the Foxes that thrive by it Phro Aratus your anger is unseasonable And the King marks it King How now Aratus What 's the matter Our Table should know no frowns And then least when we our self forbears 'em Ara. Royal Sir I ask your pardon He wak'd me Something rudely and got a froward answer King What all dead Fill another round our Wine Moves not Here Polyander to thee What think'st thou of Comaste's happiness Poly. I think Sir 't is as dull as foolish There cannot be a sence of pleasure where There is so little sence
Retirement Nor yet the Flame conceiv'd from Her fair Eyes VVere meerly Casual but things of a Deeper And Diviner working Love who art Ruler Of the Destinies themselves if Youth And Greatness powerfully do invoke thee If a Vertuous Mind a Spirit bold Affections pure And Constant Faith are Oblations gratefull To thy Altar favour my Present Hopes All these I offer to thee And proudly Do exchange my peace and Quiet for the Troubles and perturbations of a passion Crown but the End and let all the Doubts The Suff'rings and the Dangers that ever rackt A Lovers Soul be made my Portion possesse me then with the Fulnesse of thy Deity let not thy Shades and Flourie Bankes Withhold thee make Paphos but thy Refuge The Heart 's thy Native Soyl thy Mothers Lap 's A Banishment to it But idely I invoke The God while favourably he beckons me To Recieve my Vowes and the Happinesse I Sue for does Attend me The houre 's already past That Calls me to the Princesse Exit Enter Hianthe Aratus Mclissa two Ladies Haimantus and Pallantus Hian. May I ever hope to see such Happinesse Arat. To injoy it long Madam and know no End Ofit Hian. Can I be no way assistant To the Businesse Ara. Onely in your Prayers 'T is our Task to Subdue the Men but the Gods Who must with piety be conquer'd we 'l leave Unto your Goodnesse And yet Madam me thinks The present Opportunitie prompts us With a Meanes to adde both Strength and Reputation To our Affaires This Gallant Prince whose Visit You expect is not I find a Stranger To the Interests of Crete nor lightly resents The Tyranny it groanes under The power You seem to have ore him may improve This Compassion into a Zeal to re-instate us In the Libertie we have Lost. Hian. My Lord I 'le use my best Endeavours if I find him fit To be Engag'd Leave this particular to me Enter Clearchus who puts off his Disguise with the help of Haimantus Ara. Madam he 's now ariv'd That 's he in the disguise Hian. So fell the Cloud from off the Trojan Lord Not able to Contain the Raies it held But being pierc't dissolv'd at Once to Air Exposing to the Worlds Astonisht Eye A Lusture rivalling the Mid-day Sunnes Clear Sure I was Rude and Barbarous before This Nobler Fire did touch my Heart and from The Wild Inhabitants of the Wood Differ'd in Passion onely and not Reason That without more Amaze I could behold Such Brightnesse and with a Readie Speech Excuse The Fault my Error had committed I cannot now find out a Word to sute With my Desires nor does the whole Store Afford me One but what must prejudice Her Excellence and my Estimation of it Pardon Madam that like the Ascendants To the Altar by Degrees I thus approach you Pausing at each Step and bowing to that Nearnesse Rashnesse was my Crime before and should I Throw that Blot a second time upon my Actions Rudenesse might be justly thought my Nature And Barbaritie my best Knowledge Hian. My Lord that which you call your Crime was the Incivilitie of the Court that left A Stranger to commit an Error So unhappy to himself I dare not Undertake to Patronize the Act Nor yet to Excuse it I shall believe I have Obtain'd much If I may be thought wholy To Disclaim it Clear Madam allow me then To beg your Pardon for the Presumption With which I made this Visit that I thought it A Hard Nay Injurious Treatment to be forc'd To Quit this Isle before I had the Honour To look upon you for since I have beheld Those Wonders of Beauty you are Mistresse of I find my Voyage was too Short my Hazards Too Slight and Few to be rewarded with so High A Favour Hian. My Lord had you directed Your Words to my Misfortunes I should have Acknowledg'd then you had seen a Raritie One in the perfection and Excellence Of Misery but I have no pretence No Title unto ought besides my Troubles Please you my Lord to with-draw unto a place That admits not so publique an Accesse Your Visit to me is not without all Danger Exeunt Clearchus Hianthe Melissa and the Ladies Ara. If I would set a Spectacle to the World It should be such a Close Where Vertue Ador'd Vertue and Greatnesse bow'd to Greatnesse Me thinks the Heavens doe open and the Clouds Are spun into a Thread to let down some God Unto this Meeting Let us withdraw The Power is now descended and all within Is Sacred and Mysterious and if we prie Into these Secrets our Curiositie Will be punisht Exeunt Omnes Chorms VVHile this Old Poppy thus doth sleep And doth in Vice as Age grow deep Benumming all the Plants are nigh Into a Drowsie Lethargie Behold a Nobler Branch appeares As farre from 's Manners as his Yeares O shed Thou then thy Influence And we 'l resume fresh Beauties thence The Fiercer Sweetnesse of his Face Presents a Rigour mixt with Grace And though there were a Want of Bloud His Worth would make his Title Good Vertues so Grown in so Few Yeares Make Him even Such become their Feares On then and cause the Scepter bee Thought but Reserv'd not Snatcht from Thee ACTUS 3. SCENA 1. Enter Aratus Phronimus Eurylochus Pallantus Aratus ARe all things ready for the Ceremony The Crown and Robes Phro They are there 's nothing wanting If the Prince were come Eury He 's now come Enter Clearchus and Haimantus Ara. Your Highness is welcom but I fear it may Appear to a strange Place and Persons What Do you think my Lord Are you not fallen Into the Company of so many Traitrous and lost Men Clear Say not so Sir You have not Warrant though you rank your self Within the Number The Place and Persons Rather appear to me as if some Holy Rite Or piece of Sacred Worship were intended Ara. My Lord you understand it right 't is a Piece Of Holy Worship and Devotion that is Intended by us And I may truly say That this our private Meeting and close Counsel Is more Just and Glorious than the loudest Deed In Court that all our publick Acts Edicts And Forms of Law are dark and impious Compar'd to it Nay that this Time and Place Made holy by our Purposes hath the Gods More manifest and present than the Altars And the Temples long since made Void and Empty Of a Deity by those which sue for Favours and requests for Him who justly Heard deserves their Horrid'st Vengeance We are not met here to Plot a general Ruin For a private Injury we know and teach That the Greatest done by the King unto The Subject cannot give him Cause to throw off His Faith Kings are petty Gods and may tempt us Nor is it Want or desire of Innovation That thus stirreth us we are in the Best Ill-State already Nor Ambition To strike at that Lawrel which the Thunder Spares no we Reverence it and know that As Men are the works
It were a justice to leave you to the Worrying Enter Coracinus and Argestes they assauit Pak but he worsts 'em till Time assists 'em and makes him retire they all pursue him off of the Stage Within Treason treason save the Prince treason Timeus Coracinus Argestes return bloody Time He was a Devil The Power of Hell was in His Arme Night threw her shades about him To defend him He could not thus have scap'd Unless he had vanishâ—d Is he o'er-taken yet Enter a Servant Serv. No my Lord But 't is impossible he should Pass the Court Sure he has taken Covert In some Lodgings there-abouts Time Let search be made And give Command That when he appears again He that first meets him without more Circumstance Do ki'l him Promise a Reward to him That brings his Head Exit Servant Enter Clearchus and Aratus to the rest with their Swords drawn Clear How do you my Lord Time Well Ara. Is your Higness hurt Time And may be again if I look not warily Would your Lordships Sword were sheath'd Ara. Sir 't was drawn In your Defence and if y' are Jealons of it You wrong a Ready-hand to doe you Service Clear Sir is not the Traitor known that did it Time No doubt he is Clear My Lord you speak Very doubtfully I hope you doe not think But I am sorry for the Accident Time I know not what to think Your Disposition 's As great a Stranger to me as your Person Clear I see my Lord you know to throw Injuries Though to conferre no Civilities on A Stranger Time Injuries are deserv'dly plac't On an Intruding Guest Clear Y' are Unworthy They both draw and are held as under And though I am incompast with all the Dangers I may Justly fear from so Barbarous A Place which dares doe any thing it Lusts unto Without regard of Lawes or Hospitalitie I 'd tell you so And were you from this Dunghill That you stalk on 't is no better I 'd pull down That Unmanner'd Pride within you Time Let me goe Nothing shall priviledge him to talk thus Clear They hold you in your safety Nor is the Distance 'Twixt your Life and Death longer than this Space ' That parts us If you dare follow me I 'le stay you out a Dayes Sail at Sea I Challenge you to a Princely Combate Where come with all your power that I may Destroy so many Brute-Beasts from off the Earth Exit Clearchus Time Shall I be tyed while I am bated I 'le send those tha shall o'retake you and cut You off before your Shipping yet Argestes Haste unto the Port presentlie and in My Fathers Name Command all speedy Power Be rais'd to stop the Prince Bid 'em fire his Ships i'th'Haven Ara. O my Lord consider A little more before you lay a Blot Upon the Nation which Future Ages Cannot wipe off No Story can parallel Such a Fact Your Highnesse mov'd him much And gave him Cause of choller Time Does he help Your Lordship with Ships that thus you plead his Cause Shall I be Tutor'd by a Traitor Ara. Sir y' are happy if you can find a Tutor When you thus much need one And for your other Language when I understand it I 'le return you An Answer in the mean time you must take it Home to you as you gave it Time 'T is well Sir I shall find other wayes than Words to Answer you Enter the King Polyander Menetius Comastes and a Guard King How now Timeus What bloudy Time No more Than you see Sir The Sword rather left it On me than drew it out King Who is the Traitor That durst commit such Outrage Time He 's 'scapt unknown King Unknown that cannot be when he has past Thus far i' th' Court some must take notice of him Can you describe him Time He was habited Like a Souldier but his Lookes had more of Devill than of Man King Upon my Life I saw him but 't is two dayes since He must Be known in all this time Enquire who brought in Any such Man or was seen with him Com. This can be No body but my Hob-goblin And 't please Your Highnesse was he not in a Buffe-Coat And had his Face all bedabl'd with Patches Time Yes he had so Com. Then doe I know him He belongs to my Lord Aratus there No body durst speak to him but he He shew'd his teeth at every body else He had like to have bit me once King Aratus Doe you hear They say he that committed Aratus stands in a study after his heat with Timeus and minds not what 's said This Villanie belongs to you Ara. To me Sir He wrongs me that thinks so I maintain none That dare attempt such Insolence Poly. My Lord I saw him with you Ara. Who pray make me know The Man Poly. A black stern Souldier that follow'd you Ara. I fear I understand you now aside There is such a One that followes me but I never discovered any Disloyall Spirit in him His Out-Side 't is true was As you describe not moulded after the Common Frame of Men but threaten'd more than Any I have seen Yet 't was but his Out-Side That threaten'd so Within he was Gentle All a Courtier to be wound and turn'd by The least Civilitie I must confesse When he was Injur'd then he was High and Lordly Stormes rose in 's lookes and Thunder Was in his Voyce King And you knowing this How durst you turn such a Wild Beast loose into The Court Whom had I met and chanc't to have Anger'd my fortune had been the same Lay hands on him You shall find that such a Spirit The Guard lay hold of Aratus Dwells in my Brest too and when 't is stirr'd Will raise tempests as great We shall find Other particulars beside to examine you of Ara. Then the Gods send their aid or all is lost aside Yet Sir hear me speak The Jealousies you Have of me I shall not perhaps be able At this present to Clear and indeed I Know not so much as what they are But Sir To shew you in this last Accident how much I am Innocent I will relate unto you How first I met the Actor of it 'T was on that Day I was imploy'd on an Honourable Message from your Majestie to the Stranger Prince On the Shore I found him having lately 'Scapt a Ship-wrack and as great a Danger On the Land for he had been assaulted By two Villaines that were in the same Voyage With him the cause of whose hate he could not tell Having no acquaintance with them but in The Ship but as he had before the Waves So in this Tempest too as I may call it He bore himself above In the instant While he was yet hot in his Anger And their Bloud we came upon him Time Pray Sir let me speak to you There 's a Wonder Discovered to me by this Relation And under this Monster he hath Spoke of A greater doth lie hid One that
More besides their Name 's there and that they were Honest I cannot now instruct your Highness You may perceive they which have no such Cause Of joy as we have do lament them much We shall have a time too I doubt not both To mourn and revenge their fall In the mean time Let 'em rest in Peace and Honour Such a Farewel were I in their Condition I should have expected They have onely Out-stript us in the payment of a Debt We all owe unto our Master ours is Due Though yet not call'd for Come Madam we must Prepare to meet the King and after that what E'er our souls can wish for But where 's Pallantus absent from this happy Newes Ser. He went forth my Lord a little before The arrival of the Letters Ara. We shall meet him Joyes of this nature will never come too late Exeunt Omnes Enter the King and Timeus Time Sir though there are Troubles in your Affairs Let none be in your Countenance Your Eyes Should like those blessed Twin-fires upon the Ship Display a Prosperous Flame a light of Joy And Comfort round about that they which toil In the Rage and Fury of this Tempest May from thence fore-see a Calm and nourish Hopes of safety Thus you wrong your Power Destroying it your self 'cause others would The Souldier groans just as you groan their pulses Have the same Motion and their Hearts do beat Both Hope and Fear according as yours doth All Omen comes from you your Passion is not A single Sadness 't is the Peoples too When you confess a Fear none dares be Bold Courage is thought a Folly not a Vertue Your Mirth were now Discretion and a Face Chearful as at a Feast were Policy 'T would be one kind of Succour King Timeus I thank thee But these Joyes come from Above And are not to be taken when we please No Man can pronounce He will be happy Yet I will struggle with my Thoughts and strive To recover the Peace that 's fled from me But let not this thing Discomfort you Perhaps 't is a course of Humours onely And a little Physick may remove it Time With the Comfort and hope of this I 'll leave You Sir And if the Genius that attends Your Person smile upon us no other Evil shall dismay us Shall I bear any Commands from you to the Camp King Onely my Salutations The Charge of all Do thou take upon thee To morrow if This Fit leave me I 'll visit you How every thing is irksome to me Clouds Exit Timeus And Darknesse are before my Eyes All things dissenting one from the other Yet Conspire in this that they present Death To my View I have that Idle Comfort Onely left That he that Despaires of All Ought to fear Nothing When things cannot grow worse All fortune then is on His Side that Suffers But my Injustice seconded with Murder Doe forbid Successe A Kingdome rear'd in Bloud Stands on a Slipperie Foundation And I have been nourish'd in Peace thus long That being grown Specious and Great I may At last fall a Sacrifice worth Slaughter Thoughts urge Thoughts Suspition gets Suspition Horror Horror I have not that small Settlednesse Of Mind as to think one thing twice Were I But Innocent I would provoke Misfortune Call for Fate with as undaunted Courage As the Lord and Ruler of it doth Hold An uproar at the door Pallantus rushes in and wounds the King the Guard follow on him I command you hold What a Nothing 't is That I have thus much Fear'd and labour'd To escape when 't was my Good Childishly Dreading every Thought of Cure then most Offended When my Health was near How Well I am After this Little Wound Quiet of Mind And Peace of Conscience those Bless'd Companions Begin to return unto me I see Nothing but bloud can appease bloud in Sacrifice That to the Guiltie there 's no Ease but Death No Mercy like the Crosse Oh! Hold in your Rage As the King shewes signes of weaknesse through his wound the Guard make offer to kill Pallantus Have yee not alreadie acted Mischeifes Enough by my Command but yee must Voluntarilie thrust your selves on more Y' are deceiv'd though I have been hitherto A Tyrant now I am Mercifull and would Gladly behold things Just and Innocent Cap. He faints The Villain must not live King I Command you hold My Power is yet Good You are the Villaines the True Causers of This my Miserie and you should Lay Hands Upon your selves How Ridiculous is this Your Furie Suppose I should give way To your Desires what were you the Safer Or I the Better You would have One Foe Lesse And I one Sinne more that am alreadie Loaden Does not my Judgement affright you Rather I was not onely Guiltie your Hands were dipt in the same Bloud with mine nay Oft perform'd such Deeds I onely durst but Wish Had I given you my Commission Obedience Here would not have Excus'd you Your Loyaltie To Me was but at Best a Broken Faith Unto another and when Yee observ'd It most Yee were most Perjur'd What can Yee expect Yee see when I was Guarded By an Host was thought Secure from what the Power of Earth or Men could doe unto me One Man as I may say One Handfull of That Earth broke through all my Safeties and with A Single Arme has forc'd what a Million Could not keep and when no Humane Meanes was found Yet there was a Miracle to Conquer me The Guard releâ—â— To you I turn now no more my Terror In Return of this Favour you have found Shew the like to These and Others that shall Be guiltie of that Name Of Friends to Me Though You are Nothing yet this Deed will make You Powerfull and You that have given them All May demand back so Small a Part. Now you have been so much my Enemie Change something to a Friend How Vainlie I take Care for Lesser things neglecting My Chief Concernments O my Timeus O my Poor Eudora Leave me not yet my Soul Thou can'st not mount untill the Load be taken From thy Wing Thou could'st inhabit here When it was Hell now it is Paradise O stay and dwell He dies and the Guard run and bear up his body Pall Though the Fall be Great it cannot shake me When I know 't is Just The Malefactors Penitence takes not the Justice of his Doom away though He be Chang'd That remaines Unstain'd He may die with Pitty but not With Innocence They mind me not I 'le take This Advantage of their Sorrow for my Escape I will not trust their Obedience To a Dead Command Cap. Leave your sad Embraces Exit Pallantus They 'l bring no Comfort to you though you persist In 'em till you are such as this you hold This ground of Sorrow will afford a perpetuall Supply of Moisture which your Eyes like Sunnes May draw up and pour down for ever but Never exhale a Satisfaction to you Let us
Innocence or Pietie Or both though you stood for many Yeares So Great a Person in the State Kept you From looking in this Mysterie And if You doubt the truth of what I have said Or can suspect your Enemies Cause is pleaded By me ask of the most Zealous to your House And Name and you will find I have not onely Declar'd a Veritie but restrain'd by Manners And by Duty conceal'd a Storie of the horrid'st Crueltie that any Age or time can Parallel Eud. If this be true our Sinnes are mightier Than our Suff'rings and had we a greater Debt Than Life we ought to pay it My Miseries Are due to me I was a Partie and Enjoy'd my Fathers Violence and Treason Rod You are as Innocent as at that Time Your Age was and onely doe offend in these Your Teares and too much Sorrow which on this Occasion shew'd excessively is not To Grieve but to Repine The King was Old And taking his Latest Leave and 't is hard To say whether he were First opprest with Yeares Or Vengeance My Lord Time us 't is true Was Young but waigeing so seaslesse and perverse A Warre 'gainst Vertue and 'gainst Justice What wonder if at last he sunk in such A Quarrell Eud. How ill these Words become thee To speak and me to hear 'em Think'st thou the Shame And Vices of our House can bring a Comfort To me Rod I think their Shame and Vices Madam Ought not to oppresse your Innocence Eud. As the Glories so the Dishonours of A Familie reflect upon the Rest Of Kin Rod 'T is the Error of the Blind Mistaking World that placeth either where They are not deserv'd Eud. Can any shift off With Honour from themselves the Sad Calamitie That O're-whelmes their House Rod If that Calamitie Be the punishment of Particular Crimes To dote on the Calamitie is to Allow The Crimes Eud. None can be suspected to allow A Crime that punish even their Innocence For their Alliance to the Vitious Rod Nor none can be admired for Justice more That punish Innocence on any Score Enter Lady to 'em Lady There 's one of the Adverse party that seems Of Note desires admittance to your Highnesse Eud. See Rodia who it is Rodia goes out as to see and returnes again Who is it Rod Madam I Know not nor did I e'er see Any like him His Grace and Forme admit No Paralell He speaks like the Souldier That first broke in upon us but him It cannot be He was the Terror This the Delight And Wonder of those that look upon him Eud. Whether will thy Unseemly Admiration Carry thee In Men Beauty 's the Least Part. Rod Madam it appears so in him Yet where Such Excellence of Form is seen the Beauties Of the Mind are seldome Common He craves Admittance to your Highnesse and will not Take it before that it be granted Eud. Admit him It will not become our State To deny Commands much lesse when they Intreat Rodia goes out and returns again with Pallantus richly habited Pal. The Kingdome owes a Sacrifice for your Life All will joy to hear of it which had it falid Would have pul'd more Guilt upon us then the Sinns Of a whole Age Eud. It is my shame you tell me of And a great Share of my Grief that thus I stay To Grieve Pal. My Offensive Tongue can utter Nothing pleasing to you so great are your Misfortuues and your Honour so tender To you Yet if my Bloud could Cure the Wounds I have given you I would not stick to make A Balsome with it Eud. Thou art not He Which gave'em me Pal. If my Repentance can make Me Clear I am not Otherwise t was I Who blinded with the beauty of a Rash Revenge tore from you all your Joyes and with it Lost my Owne Eud. Th' art strangly Alterd If thou bee'st he Pal. Nothing so strangely As my Hopes are Which first appeared to me In a shape most Heavenly and told me All should be as Blessed as their Form That if I would strike one Noble Blow I should remove the Numerous Wrongs and Evils Of a Nation But treacherously hid it From my sight that with the same stroke I should Produce One Evill out-weighing all the rest That I had Remedied Eud. Why dost thou Colour thus Thy Cruelty with Outward shew of Justice And Compassion Thou hadst no Cause for that Which thou hast done The Wrongs were General Thou Urgest so and of a Publique Nature And came not in the Compasse of thy Private Vengance but that thou hadst a Hand was ever prest And ready to act a Cruelty Pal. Yet I had A Cause pardon me that I say so and being That I saw not You before I did it A Just One I lost a Soveraigne as near To me in Bloud as Love And if this Cause Seeme Remote I had a Father Murdered Whose Death it became me to Right with Vengeance As it becomes you to mourn ore yours with Teares My self the First Prince of all this Isle Was drove a Fugitive to other Countrys My Wrongs and Innocence were my onely Guilt Nor did my Persecutors here give ore They thought too Much was Left me in my Life So Poore at that time so Orewhelmd with Miseries T was hardly from a Death to be distinguish't Their Injuries put a New One in me And blew the Sparke unto a Flame Consumd'em Look on this It may bring you Comfort He gives her the Letter he found at the beginning in the Villaines pocket that should have kil'd him With making you Out-of-love with the Subject Of your Grief Eud. Pallantus are you Pallantus Pal. This is the first Day I have dared to be so Eud. And to all the Treason and Injustice named Here 's signd Timeus Couldst thou be so Cruell So foully Impious Degenerate Brother This hath made a Mercy of all that hath Befallen thee Nay thou dost deserve To have thy Punishments out-Live thee To have this Blasting Character engraved upon Thy Tombe to all Posterity Here lies The Bloudy Treacherous and to make thee Monstrous to have thy Age joynd to it The Young Timeus that was subtle in His Youth What remaines for me That Happinesse The most Wretched do enjoy is taken From me A Worthy Cause of Sorrow Now I can neither Live or Dye without a Staine Pal. Can you find yet a Resemblance but of Justice Inmy Actions Eud. I Know not how to Answer you The Tongue that can defend such Impious Deeds Must be as Wicked as the Will that did Commit'em Had Equity poynted all Your Actions out given you Rules to work by Told you how much how farre you must have gon You could not have done more Justly There wants Not any thing to Crown your Judgment but My Death the onely Surviving Issue Of that Sinful Race I have a long time Loathd my Life and now I loath My Self too I find I know not how a Guiltinesse Possesse me my Fathers Crimes flow like his
nere Committed Clean Whither does this Sad beginning tend Pal. To this Sir As we have slain with all Religion A bloudy Tyrant and Usurper one That was Greater in his Sins than in the Kingdome he purchas't by them So too we have Unjustly slain the Father of a Lady That knew not so much Guilt as to satisfie her Why she lost him And for want of his Life She now Contemns her Own a Jewell Of Jnestimable Valew to all the World But to her self Sir you cannot call Her An Enemy though her Goodnesse stood against You So Many Years and preserv'd her Father In despite of all his Sinns It became her To withstand the greatest Piety what ere If it were an Enemy to her Owne Hian. Her Cause of Grief is Mighty and if Care Be not taken as their Faults have done the Rest Her Goodnesse will destroy her We that beheld The past Deformities can bear Witnesse Of her Vertues She was the onely Mine Of Honour and when we had been wearied In seeking one Grain else where in Her We could find a Treasure Nor was this a Beauty In her set off onely with the Blemishes Of Others And Foyl'd by Generall Vices But t was a Reall and a Native Excellence Which as it could not be obscur'd by Thickest Darknesse so neither could it be out-shined By the most Radiant Brightnesse King Her Grief Concerns us all and ought to be provided for Before our Feasts and Triumphs Returne In our Name to Her and tell Her be the Advantages Nere so Eminent we have receiv'd by 'em We truly Mourn for whatever Losses may be Called Hers Say too in Person we had come to Comfort her But that we thought a Visit in the Freshnesse Of her Sufferings too much Violence VVhat ever there remaines that can bring a Joy To Her shall carefully be sought out And offered to her Her Brother with many Of her Friends are fled into the Fort And are there shut up VVould I could give 'em Life VVhat say you my Lord May I do this VVill not Mercy in this place be Madnesse Ara. Sir t' will be so in no place You may do this Or any thing you have a mind too Even in your Suddain'st Uncousidered Thoughts There is a Secret Counsell and Depth of VVisdome And seeing all your Actions Nay all your Pleasures Are in some Exercise of Vertue we VVill not crosse you in 'em but make 't Our greater Care to see you no time Suffer By your Goodnesse or that your Mercy prove A Cruelty to Your self Clean You have given me Resolution Haste then in the first place Unto the Fort 'T was their desire this Morning To have Conference with one of Note And if you finde 'em fit for Mercy Or to be made fit offer 't to 'em Exeunt Omnes Enter at one doore Polyander Menetius Comastes and the Captain of the Guard Timeus to them at the other Time No Answer yet return'd Poly. Not yet Sir Time One look out again Polyander I remember Exit Captain I heard thee once say when I condemnd thee For thy smiles That if there were a Cause thou Couldst Frown VVhy look'st thou Sadly at this Time then Our Fortunes ought rather to stir our Indignation Than our Grief Poly. Sir were they my Own Misfortunes I were under and not yours the Heaviest Pressures should not move a Passion in me Unlesse it were some Glory but when I look On you a Fellow-Sufferer with me Remember the State from which y' are fallen Though in my Own Miseries I had a Heart Of Flint and Rock In yours I could desolv't Into a Stream of Teares Cap. Sir ther 's now one arriv'd Enter Captain Has certainly brought an Answer Time Letus Seat our selves before he Enters that he They all sit down about a Table that has a Cup of poyson on it May see on what strength our Demands are made Every Man put on a Face of Mirth and Resolution and fancie to himself He 's at a Banquet that will refresh him After all his Toyle VVho 's this Do any Enter Paliantus Of you Know him Poly. Not I my Lord Men Nor I Time Sir Y' are VVelcome But we Invite you onely To look on The Liquor this Goblet holds Though it be Brisk and of a Luâ—ty Operation VVe cannot Commend so much for Purity Or help to Good Digestion The Gods Give not Life more Certain than this gives Death Do you think you can behold the Drinking Of it VVould Aratus himself were here That once he might be Glutted with A Spectacle of Death You look Pale on t is Already Fly Sir while you may for certainly Your Enemys have a Plot upon you And sent you hither to take your Death in By your Eyes Had they none to send us To behold our Resolutions but such a Trifle Pal. What Shape can I put on and thou not Injure Me in 't I never yet appeard to thee In any Form but Either I found thy Scorn Or Hatred in it At first I was thy Fear As all that were Innocent did Fright thee And because Thou wert Guilty I was Banisht Not to remove me neither but my Death VVhich standing firme 'gainst any Stroke of Law By Treachery thou would'st have reach't it Am when by Miracle I scapt thy Plotted Mischiefs by Chance thou would'st have slain me A Stranger and Unknown to thee My Disguise VVrongd thee not nor couldest thou pretend a Quarrel To it more than to him that in the remotest India drawes his breath Timeus starts from the Table and draws his Sword the rest doe the like Time I know thee now Thou need'st not further declare thy self And thou art Come past all my Wishes To Satisfie my Regenge Pallantus Knocks and a Guard rushes in Pall Hold I came To bring Peace and not Destruction Doe you Perceive yet how vain is all your Malice Time If thou art that man thou would'st seem to be And Equallie with Me do'st honour a Dead Father yet setting by these Seconds Let us Singlie trie our Hatred The Grant Of This will please me more then a Consession Of all the Articles proposed by me I had rather see thee Dead or by this Meanes Not see thee Live then again be Master Of the Fortunes I have Lost. I am unfit For Life And shall but curse the Givers of it Pall If I thought so I 'd grant to your Request And Kill you I could doe it I have Strength And Justice enough to make me Able But you are not so Bad as you suppose These are Despairing not Malitious Thoughts Yet ere I gooe rest assured one way or other I 'le give you Satisfaction I came For that Intent Shew me your Articles Here one gives him the Articles which he seems to run over with his Eye and reads the last aloud And last That thus attended we may depart The Isle How poor are these Conditions Without more Commission I dare grant you Better Why these are demands within