Name of Father For you lascivious Sir on pain of death we charge you leave our Kingdom instantly two days we limit you for your departure which time expired 't is death to tread upon our Thracian Bounds But Huswife as for you You with your Brat wee 'l send afloat the Main There to be left never to Land again And that your Copes-mate may be sure to loose The chief content of his desired Bliss You shall be guarded from our Kingdoms Confines And put to Sea with several Windes and Tides That ye may never more enjoy each other She in a small Boat without Man or Oar Shall to the mercy of the Waves be left He in a Pinnace without Sayl or Pilate Shall be dragg'd forth some five leagues from the shore And there be drencht in the vast Ocean You hear your Doom which shall for ever stand irrevocable Make no reply Go strumpet get thee hence No sin so vile as Disobedience Exit Phe. the rest stay Ariad. A heavy bitter Sentence when for Love we must be banisht from our Native right Had his high Rage but suffered me to speak I could have my Chastity as clear as is the unspotted Lamb of Innocence 1 Lord Alas good Lady Now on my faith I do believe as much I le back return unto his Majesty and urge him to recal his heavy Doom Ariad. Oh no I would not for the world believe me sir Endanger you in such an Embassy Let him persist the Heavens hath ever sent A Tower of strength to guard the innocent Oh Radagon we two shall never meet Until we tread upon the higher Frame Farewel Dear Love Poor Babe thy wretched Birth Makes us to part eternally on earth Exit Ariad. Guard Rad. My life my soul all my falicity Is in a trice divided from my sight No matter now what ere become of me All earthly joys are lost in loosing thee Exeunt Enter Titterus and Pallemon Tit. Come I must know your cause of Discontent Pal. I know it is your love to urge thus far and 't is my love thus to conceal it from you should I relate my cause of Sorrow to you and you seeking my remedy should wound your self think what a Corsive it would prove to me And yet I wonder you conceive it not if you consider truly your own state you 'l finde our cause of grief to be alike Tit. You have found a pretty way to silence me but 't will not serve indeed it will not sir because I know you do dissemble with me The strongest Allegation that ye have is that you sorrow for a Fathers death and that I know is feigned for since that time my self have heard you in your Roundelays more frolick far than any of the Swains and in your pastimes on the Holidays strive to surpass the activest of us all therefore that cannot serve you for Excuse And for your flocks I 'm sure they thrive as well as any shepherds do upon the plain that makes me wonder and importunate to know the cause that might procure this sadness Pal. Since nothing but the Truth will satisfie Take 't in a word brother I am in Love Tit. Ha ha what 's that Pal. A god which many thousands do adore Tit. A Fable that fond fools gives credit too I that have bin a Shepherd all my life and ne're train'd up to School as thou hast bin would scorn to be deluded by a Fiction a thing that 's nothing but inconstancy Didst never hear the Invective that I made Pal. No nor desire it now Tit. Yes prithee mark it I le tell thee my opinion now of Love Love is a Law a Discord of such force That 'twixt our Sense and Reason makes divorce Love 's a Desire that to obtain betime We loose an Age of Years pluckt from our prime Love is a thing to which we soon consent As soon refuse but sooner far repent Then what must women be that are the cause Enter old Antimon Clown That Love hath life that Lovers feel such laws They 're like the Windes upon Lapanthaes shore That still are changing Oh then love no more A womans Love is like that Syrian Flow'r That buds and spreads and withers in an hour Pal. See Orpheus you have drawn Listners Tit. What dost make beasts of 'em Ant. Come son let 's make haste to fold up our flocks I fear we shall have a foul Evening Clown I think so too Father for there 's a strong winde risen in the back door S'nails yonder 's Mr. Titterus the merry Shepherd and the old fool my father would pass by wee 'l have a Fit of Mirth before we part Tit. Hoyse a Gods-name cannot the Puppy see Clown Hardly sir for he has been troubled with sore eyes this nine days Tit. Muscod come hither what shall I give thee to put my brother Pallemon from his dumps Clown I do not know what you 'l give me but promise what you will I 'm sure to be paid if I meddle with him he 's the strangest humor'd man now of late that e're I met withal he was ready to lay his Hook o're my pate t'other morning for giving him the time of the day But upon one condition I le venter a knock this once Tit. What 's your condition Clown Marry that you would give me a delicate Song to court my Wench withal but it must be a good one for women are grown so musical now adays they care not a pin for a Song unless it be well prickt Tit. Oh I have one a purpose hark shalt hear it Seren. Nothing shall serve but what I have prefixt Pal. I le pluck the Moon from forth the Starry Throne And place thee there to light the lower Orb And if stern Pluto offer to embrace thee I le pitch him head-long into Phlegeton Stren. Phebus defend me Oh I fear he 's mad Pal. Or if thou 'lt live and be the Shepherds Queen I le fetch Senessa frown the Doun of Swans to be thy handmaid the Phrygian Boy that Jove so doted on shall be thy Page and serve thee on his knee Thou shalt be guarded round with Jolly Swains such-as was Luno's Love on Latma's hill Thy Musick shall surpass the Argo's tamer If this content thee not I le dive into the bottom of the Deep and fetch thee Bracelets of the Orient Pearl the Treasure of the Sea shall all be thine Ser. He 's stark mad some power withhold him here Until I finde some place to shelter me Exit Pal. Art thou gone in haste I le not forsake thee Runn'st thou ne're so fast I le o'retake thee Or the Dales or the Downs through the green Meadows From the fields through the towns to the dim shadows All along the Plain to the low Fountains Up and down agen from the high Mountains Eccho then shall agen tell her I follow And the Floods to the Woods carry my holla holla ce la ho ho hu Exit A dumb-show Thunder
'm sure 1 Th. Lord What 's he 1 Lord Some stranger 3 Th. Lord How came he in the Guard 1 Sc. Lord They speak I le try if they can hear 1 Th. Lord Keep back who are you The cause of your approach so near the King 1 Sc. Lord Your out-sides speak you noble Know my Lords the Cause of my arrival in this Land is in the search of Princely Radagon now Son and Heir to the Scicilian King if ever you did hear of such a Prince let not fore-passed hate extinguish him but glad an aged Father with a Son who now is all the children he hath left They shake their heads and weep Good Gods I fear they have ta'ne away his life by tyranny Enter Pheander ready Phe. What stranger 's that what makes him in our Court What are you dumb Why do you not resolve us 1 Lord He is a Subject to Cicillias King and comes in search of banisht Radagon 1 Sc. Lord How banisht Phe. I sir banisht And 't was too milde a satisfaction for the base wrongs that I sustained by him in a small Boat hopeless of help or life he was put forth to sea by our Command This you may tell your King and so be gone 1 Sc. Lord You could not be so unmerciful to use a vertuous Prince so cruelly you durst not so transgress the Law of Kings to murther him although your Enemy I know no cause of his did merit it but the stern hate of ancient Enmity Phe. How dare you sir capitulate the Cause Go bid your Master come himself to know and then perchance we may resolve it him 1 Sc. Lord Be sure he will thou cruel Homicide and ask the Cause in such a thundring Language will make both thee and all that hear it tremble Exit Scil. Lord Phe. We 'l answer him as loud sir fear it not But to our first Affairs what is your Censure is Life or Death the Sentence we must give 1 Lord Mine is his Life my Liege 2 Lord And so is mine 3 Lord Mine is his life but not his liberty Phe. Why not his death as well His fact is Treason 1 Lord Suspected but not proved therefore 't is fit he should be kept close Prisoner till we hear how the rude multitude do stand affected for he was deeply seated in their hearts Phe. We are resolved let him be streight brought forth We 'l use him with what clemency we may I know the Gods whom Kings should imitate Have plac'd us here to rule not overthrow Enter Sophos Justice shall hand in hand with mercy go We speak before a King but now a brother If you will yet confess your Guilt and Cause That moved you first unto this Forgery We may perhaps forgive you otherwise There is no other favor but to die Soph. Ha ha ha to die I do not think I shall be made so happy for death 's the honest mans felicity there is no favor that I crave but death in living here I shall more torments finde but being dead there ends my misery Phe. If you will yet confess we will have mercy Soph. Mercy on whom for what You are deceiv'd It is a thing not in thy power to give Mercy 's immortal and to humane eyes Is never seen till fleshly passion dies Phe. It seems then sir you do desire to die Soph. With full consent for life 's a loathsom vale of misery Phe. In which thou still shalt live thy life we give but doom thee to perpetual banishment we limit you no time therefore dispatch See that he instantly depart the Court Soph. Dost think I le stay by all our gods thy Crown and Kingdom shal not hire me to 't Tyrant fare vel if e're I do return cities that now stand shall be heaps of stone Exit Sophos Phe. This foggy Cloud disperst I hold it fit some poste to the Delphos to the Oracle to know what shall ensue these Thunderclaps that threaten such destraction we our self will see you furnisht for the Offering Whom shall we send Cleanthes No you two prepare for your departure presently What though he was our Brother 't is not fit mistrustful men should live within our Court what is 't to be a King and stand in aw Cor. and Flor. Those that intreat and may command with fear Are fitter to climb up than tarry here Exeunt omnes Enter Titterus and Radagon severally Tit. Stirring so early Partner then I see you 'l prove a wealthy shepherd watchfulness is the chief star within our Kalendar 't were vain to ask you how you affect this life your forwardness expresses that you like it Rad. Who can dislike a peaceful happiness Methinks I never proved a sweeter happiness in every corner here Content sits smiling the Mountain tops I make my Morning-walks the evening-shades my recreation and when Nights Queen puts on her gorgeous Robe I take delight to gaze upon the stars in which methinks I read Philosophy and by the Astronomical Aspects I search out Natures secrets the chief means for the preventing my Lambs prejudice I tell-you sir I finde in being a shepherd what many Kings want in their Royalties Tit. I joy in your content yet wonder sir you do frequent such melancholly Walks I have observ'd your passions many times and seen you sit sole companied with thought as if your passions were your Comforters I fear some foolish female has entrapt you Rad. Not any sir believe it that 's a thing I thank my stars I ne're did estimate Love that imparadizeth some to me Is hell it self if hell on earth there be Tit. Blest be the hour that e're I met with thee Not love a woman have I a second self Oh happy happy man not love a woman Rad. I do not yet assure you Tit. Nor ever do if you do love your self of all things in the world take heed of 'em I have a brother mad forsooth for Love But that I had a mother I could wish that there were no such things as women are We shall have such a hoyting here anon you 'l wonder at it 'T is Pan's Holiday the chiefest Festival the shepherds keep 't is held upon this Green Rad. I thought as much belike then that 's the cause Musick This place is so bedeckt and strowed with flowers Tit. The very same they come observe the custom Enter old Antimon and another old Shepherd after them two Shepherds to dance then the Clown with Garlands upon his Hook himself drest with Ribbons and Scarfs then Ariadne the Princess like a Shepherdess with Serena and two other Shepherdesses to dance Cease Musick Ant. Titterus well met you are the welcomest man I see to day the wenches were afraid you 'd not have come and then our Roundelays had all bin spoiled Tit. Sir you may thank this man pray bid him welcome he 's a stranger here Ant. What Countrey-man Rad. Scicillia gave me life on whose fair Promontories I have lived this many yeares
shall end Deliver this unto your Thracian King Till this be full accomplisht 't is in vain Ever to hope or seek redress agen Phe. reads Content shall keep in town and field When Neptune from his waves c. Pish these moral Misteries are incredulous nor can they contradict the will of Kings Comets portend at first blaze but take effect within the bosom of the destinies so Oracles at Delphos though foretold are shap'd and finisht in your Councel-house and yet I charge you both upon your lives let not the commons understand so much lest several censures raise a Mutiny 'T is death to show a discontented brow but smooth your over-burthened grief with smiles there 's no disaster that afflicts a Clime but it contains some limitation Enter a Fisherman Le ts wait the time and with domestick care A Cry within Strive to maintain those Honors we have won Arm arm Le ts stand upon our guard I fear some Treason Speak Villains quickly what means this noise Fish My duty mighty King made me presume To press thus boldly to your Highness presence To bid you make prevention 'gainst your foes They are in number numberless to tell Tucket And as I guess are of Cicillia Phe. What Trumpet 's this is it our enemy 2 Lord One from the enemy Enter 1 Cicillian Lord Phe. Quickly the News that we may give an Answer Cic. Lord My Royal Master the Cicillian King Phe. We know your Message sir in that one word In naming him we understand the Cause 1 Cic. Lord Desires to parley with your Majesty Phe. We 'l parley in no language but in Steel This shall maintain the Justice I have done Against my Daughter and base Radagon Whose hateful name when I but think upon addes vigor to my heart to take Revenge Be gone and tell your King for his presumption we 'l lash him from our Land with iron rods and dragg him at our stirrop through the streets 1 Ci. L. Prepare for battel when this Answer 's known Exit Phe. We 'l meet him in the mid-way say we come 1 Th. Lord Your Grace were better parley with the foe and take a Truce my Liege for certain days let your pretence be search of Radagon which proposition they 'l consent unto then have we time to fortifie our Land and muster stronger powers to make resistance for as we are we are but a handful to a multitude Phe. Were they ten times as many and we fewer they should not rest one night within our Bounds till I have sated my revenge in blood Have we so many foreign Conquests won and shall we fear a Broil in our own Land our powers shall march and issue forth the Towns Armies shall grapple and the earth shall groan to bear the burthen of Wars horror Come let 's on base Fear 's the brand of slaves Trom Flor. They that die nobly shall have honor'd graves Exeunt Enter Cicillia 1 Lord 2 Lord Captains Drums and Soldiers Cicil. Did he receive our Message with such scorn 1 Cic. Lord With such a barbarous and proud disdain he scarce would suffer me to utter it but bid me back return and tell your Grace he 'd lash you from his Land with whips of Steel and when he had ta'ne you Prisoner hand to hand he 'd dragg you at his stirrops through the streets Cicil. I 'm glad they are so valiant then they come 1 Cic. Lord The voice of Arm Arm hurried through the Court as swift as Lightning and their clattering Arms put on in haste made such a horrid noise as if a voice had issued from the Clouds and all the way pursued me methinks my ears still tingle with the sound Cic. Courage Cicilians let this be your honor they are no Cowards that you fight withal for they have been approved in foreign Lands Cic. 2 Lord Let 'em be what they will we stand prepared if they be bold we are as resolute if valiant we undaunted and resolved Let it be seen which of our swords this day carves deepest wounds upon the breast of Thrace Cic. 1 Lord In equal balance since our fortunes lye Let each man strive to conquer vanquisht die Cic. I like your forward spirits and commend 'em in all our Troops I cannot spie a man whom I mislike or dread and for my part as you have seen a burning Taper fall and burn most bright when it begins to fade so shall you see me in declining Age Methinks I cannot hear their Drums to thunder nor their hoarse brazen pipes breath forth a sound to publish their defiance Cic. 1 Lord Does not that Eccho issue from the town Cic. These are no braving Tones Cic. Lord Yet neerer neerer still Cic. Beat up our Drums and drown their Hornets sound Enter the King of Thrace and Lords his Drum unbras'd Ensigns folded up himself in a Palmers Gown Hat and Staff Cic. How now what are these 1 Cic. Lord Mummers my Lord I think Set down your Drums we 'l play for all your Crowns I am sure you know me you have too much cause Phe. Behold great Sir my Ensigns folded up my Drums unbrac'd and all those instruments that should encourage War quite put to silence there 's not a hand in all our warlike Host that 's armed for opposition or defence 2 Cic. Lord Is this the man would lash us from his Land with whips of Steel Cic. Where are the horses to whose curled Tails we must be bound and dragg'd along the streets 1 Th. Lord Can you my Lord bear these injurious brands This would put life in statues carv'd with hands Much more encourage Cowards we that late Perswaded you to peace upon our knees Entreat you to command your Ensigns wave And by our ancient Honors which our foes Cannot without a blushing cheek deny We 'l make 'em know they do defie their Victors Phe. He forfeits his Allegiance that agen presumes to motion War I wish my sorrows shadows but alas they are too real too essential they dwell not in the face and outward brow but have their habitation here within where they torment me and shall ever till I behold Cicilia's Son secured and my fair Daughter fast closed in my arms those two poor innocent and spotless souls whom my remorseless rage and tyranny hath sold to all afflictions Cic. Speak Pheander are not-those passions meerly counterfeit Do they proceed from Fear and Cowardise that thus thou fold'st thy warlick Ensigns up and without stroke of battel giv'st the day Or which I rather deem from Policy and Matchevillian cunning Phe. Neither Prince but meer repentance for my late misdeed which is so hainous in the eyes of Heaven it seems beyond their pardon therefore now in expiation of that horrid act and to inflict due pennance on my self all Regal ornaments of State put off Awe and Command that wait on Majesty I henceforth vow a lasting Pilgrimage either to bring the Prince thy Son alive and tender him to safety
is yet scarce man my heart shall ripen I le stretch beyond my years and power of strength But I le assist you in this enterprize Tit. Let 's muster all the shepherds to our aid And fetch her back per force Rad. In the mean time be it your charge to cure this Wounded Swain that sought to rescue her Ser. I le use my best of skill Ant. Old as I am I le go along and let my Mistriss know The King of Thrace makes Antimon his foe Clown If I light on him handsomly I le have a bout with him at Quarter-staff Tit. One thing let me intreat to draw my frantick brother to the field inform him 't is Serena is stoln hence to prove if either terror of the Wars his Mistriss loss or sight of death and blood can win him to his wits Rad. Perswaded well Clown What 's he will take that charge Marry that will I let me alone with him I le put it in his pate I cannot say his brains Because he has none I le fetch him presently Exit Rad. Whom shall we make our General and Leader of this Rabble Tit. Who but your self shall we impose so great a Charge upon Rad. Rather bestow it on this noble youth Eus. That warlike Charge would not become my years I shall be proud to be your Soldier sir Enter Pallemon and Clown Pal. Give me my Arms I le fetch her back agen Clown Give you more Legs you 'l ne're o'retake her else Pal. I le leap into the Saddle of the Moon And tye two Stars unto my heels like Spurs I le make my warlike Lance of a Sun-beam And mounted on some strange Bucephalus Thus will I overthrow my Enemy Clown This 't is to keep mad-men company that has not the wit to know his friends from his foes but we shall have your brains beat in agen Pal. Sirrah take the Moon and place it me upon the Axletree I le mount on horse-back streight Clown The Moon 's not up yet sir some three hours hence you shall be sure to have her Pal. How know you that sir Clown Well enough sir 't is a shepherd that keeps her And he 's called The Man in the Moon Pal. I le fetch a sheep-skin then to make a Drum Ta ra ranta ra tan tara ran tan Exit Rad. He has possest him well let him go on Now courage Fellow-soldiers and let 's trye To fetch her back or in her quarrel die Exeunt Tromp Flor. Enter Pheander Lords Drums Colours and Soldiers Phe. Is 't possible the number of the Swains Should be so many 2 Lord Full five hundred strong Phe. What 's their pretence 1 Lord That 's yet unknown my Lord unless it be to have their Queen agen Phe. How should they know 't was we that stole her thence 1 Lord Belike the Swains that sought to rescue her heard some one name the King no other cause could give intelligence 't was done so private Phe. What should we fear Let 's meet 'em in the field Were their Force trebled o're when we appear They 'l flie like Hares that fear the Lions frowns How might we do for to behold the Rebels 1 Lord They lye so low intrencht beyond the hill that fronts the Castle-gate that no Prospect about the house can yield the least survey Phe. Let 's Parley with 'em then so we may hear what they pretend and view their Regiment 2 Lord Here is a Herald to the same effect arriv'd at Court Phe. Go bring him in we 'l hear what brave Defiance they have sent Enter old Antimon with a piece of painted Cloth like a Heralds Coat Clown sounding a Tucket before him Now sir the Prologue to this bloody Tragedy Ant. I am a Herald come to tell the King That he has done a most mischievous thing We had but one fair Ewe amongst our Lambs And he has stoln her with his wolvish Rams For which our Shepherds vow by force of Arms To fetch her back kill all but do no harm But if you 'l set her free they bid me say They 'l take her home and so make Holiday Omnes Lords Ha ha ha ha Ant. It seems they are not angry at my words because they laugh I fear'd they 'd draw their swords Phe. Tell 'em we render thanks for their good mirth And would entreat a Parley if they 'l come And meet us here under the Castle-wall Ant. You would intreat 'em fairly for to come Phe. I thought as much Go you along with him and tell their General what you heard us say 2 Lord I shall Come show me to your General Exeunt 1 Lord Will you in person parley with the Rout Phe. Why not 1 Lord 'T is dangerous for fear the Swains Not knowing what belongs to Law of Arms Being once cross'd should offer violence Phe. 'T is well advised Pastatio bid our Guard Be near our person bring up all our Troops Close to the Gates that if occasion serve They may at unawares make issue forth And cut off all the Reár See it performed I have a trick new crept into my brain And if my Policy deceive me not A march within Shall bring these several bodies to one head And crown all my Designs with full event They 'r coming keep your Ranks Enter all the Shepherds Radagon Eusanius Titterus Pallemon Clown Antimon Phe. Which is the General Omnes This Phe. We would exchange some private words with him Radag. You are deceiv'd I better understand The Name and Honor of a General Than to disgrace it 'gainst the Law of Arms Though we are not so expert as those men That daily practice 'em yet you shall finde We 'l make a shift to right our injuries Phe. 'S death where learnt he this Discipline Are Shepherds now become such Martialists I see I must dissemble Radag. If you have ought to say speak publickly No private Protestations Bribes nor Fears Have power to convert our Resolutions We need not to capitulate our Wrongs They are too apparent Let us see our Queen And if she have received the smallest wrong A general ruine shall o're-spread the Land We 'l fire thy Castles burn up all thy Towns And make a Desolation of thy people Phe. You cannot be so shallow as to think I took her with a lustful appetite This honored Badge proclaims that lust is past Our seizing her was motive to your good if you conceive it List and I le explain it Within our Land our foes are resident Scicilla's King under whose Government these many years you have been Servitors The reason this When he did first invade we found our self too weak to make resistance and under show of satisfaction we did resign to him our Dignity pretending search of Radagon his son which he accepted and did back return to Scicillia leaving Deputy to Govern here And though Pallatio bore the name of Rule it was by his permission Do but weigh the servile yoke of foreign Government
and Lightening Enter old Antimon bringing in Ariadne shipwrackt the Clown turning the childe up and down and wringing the Clouts They pass over the Stage Exeunt Enter Radagon all wet looking about for shelter as shipwrackt Enter to him Titterus seems to question him puts off his Hat and Coat and puts on him so guides him off Exeunt Storm cease Enter Chorus Chor. This storm is o're but now a greater storm is to be feared that is your Censures of this History From cruel shipwrack you have here beheld the preservation of these banisht Princes who being put to sea in Mastless Boats with several Windes and Tides were driven back to the same Coast that they were banisht from which understanding lest they should be known they change their Names and Habits and perswade the silly shepherds they are Foreigners in several Cottages remote from Court these Lovers live thinking each other dead The sighs the tears the passions that were spent on either side we could describe to you Enter Time with an Hour-glass sets it down and exit But time hath barr'd us This is all you see That he hath lent us for our History I doubt we hardly shall conclude so soon But if you please to like our Authors Pen We 'l beguile Time and turn his Glass agen Exit Finis Actus Primi ACT. 2. SCENE 1. Groans of dying men heard within Enter two Lords of Thrace severally 1 Lord GOod Gods be merciful Within Oh oh oh 2 Lord Some Power defend us from this noisom Sickness Stand who 's that the Winde 1 Lord Keep distance then Oh my Lord is 't you this is a fearful Visitation the people as they walk drop down in heaps Enter Lord Leonardo Retire and keep the winde here comes another Leo. Oh oh falls dead 2 Lord Mercy he 's dead 1 Lord Who is 't 2 Lord I cannot well discern him but I think it is the Lord Leonardo Yes 't is he 1 Lord A fearful rest receive him he was vertuous My Lord I would fain exchange some private words with you I think you are clear Enter Sophos the Kings brother reading a Letter 2 Lord Upon my life I am 1 Lord Let 's walk together then Soph. Alas poor Neece cruel unnatural Father a Falleris a smiling Tyrant to use his Daughter with such cruelty Bless me I fear I have taken the Infection 1 Lord 'T is Sophos the Kings Brother come to Court Soph. I heard some speak keep off what e're you be Who is 't Pallation where 's the King my Brother 1 Lord In his Bed-chamber Soph. Tell him I am here 1 Lord I shall my Lord Some there remove the body Exit Lord Soph. No it shall lye Himself shall see in what a state we live His Daughter 's murthered banisht I should say And the Cicillian Prince both innocent Cor. and Flor. A little infant perisht the Gods know As lawfully begot as he or I Nay never stare 't is true the Gods Are not displeased without cause Heyda Is this a time for Musick And so it is indeed for every one Is ready to kick up his heels Within Oh oh oh I marry sir here 's musick fits the time Enter Pheander in his Gown and Cap 1 Lord Phe. What horrid shreiks and clamors fills our ears Are groans fit Musick for a Princes Court Soph. 'T is Musick fit for Princes that delight in devilish Dances Look sir behold here 's one hath danc'd himself quite out of breath here 's good Leonardo gone your Daughter 's dead poor Neece with tears I speak it and your Land infected with a Plague incurable your Court and 't was not wont to be the Court-disease what should occasion this but would I durst speak what I suspect suspect said I nay what is truth for that 's beyond suspition Read that then guess the cause of our inflictions Phe. Ha ha ha ha This was a subtile and shrewd Device to shadow Treachery was it not my Lords Having wrapt Treason in a poisoned paper delivers it to us to take the infection Soph. By the blest Sun 't is false I am no Traitor as loyal as the truest Subject here yet there is poison in 't of power and strength to make a Fathers heart to swell and burst at the recital of such Tyranny Thy Daughter 's chaste a Royal spotless Princess she here doth vow and call the Gods to witness she ne're admitted him unto her bed until the Nuptial Rites were celebrate yet Tyrant-like thou putt'st her unto sea not suffering her to plead her innocence where she and her poor Babe did suffer death Phe. Dissembling hypocrite art not asham'd to lay such shallow baits to catch a Crown Observe what a discover'd way he treads thinking her dead which all you know she justly merited has forged this Letter to turn your hearts with seeming pity to dispossess us and be King himself But you whose hearts have ever yet bin loyal know how to censure of such Treachery with true discretion Pray ye use him kindly let him not feel too many cruel tortures he is our Brother though he have transgrest the Law of Gods and Nature we are loath to punish with too much severity Soph. Ha ha ha Now give me leave to laugh devouring Crockodile dost think I fear to die Let death fright those that fear to die for ever let me behold him in his ugliest shape he 's then most lovely if I did fear I 'd ne're have uttered this it was to clear thy Daughters innocence and blaze thy infamy unto the world for this I did it if for this I die I die for truth live with eternity Phe. Take him aside until we call for him Soph. Do not touch me slaves I scorn to run Exit Guard with Sophos Phe. Your councel Lords what we best to do You see his guilt apparently appears We dare not call a Publique Consultation For fear of the Infection unto you We will referre the manner of his death Here seat your selves and every man set down His several Censure which when we survey We 'l give our Sentence either Life or Death Exit They seat themselves at a Table severally and fall to writing Enter a Noble-man of Cicillia the 1 Lord 1 Sicil. L. I think this be the Land of Golgotha inhabited by none but by the dead except some airy shadows and they 'r silent the streets are strewed with breathless carcases as 't was in Rome when Marius Silla warred All that do see me shun me like the Plague and shut their doors sure I am not infectious Entring the Court the Guard stood gazing at me and gave me free access into the Palace without demanding whence or what I came for the strangeness of their looks and fearful action makes me imagine that I am transformed would I could meet but with a Water-spring to see if I retain my wonted shape This should be near the Presence what are these they should be Lawyers they 'r not dumb I
that he is loyal let not false surmize suspect and jealousie beget belief to wrong your Princely thoughts In killing him you make me guilty and a murderer for I first brought him hither to my hands he did commit his life being a childe when on the Plain of Thrace I took him up let him not loose it at a holy Altar and Princes Courts are such and should maintain as divine Priviledge as Sanctuary For Kings that circle in themselves with death Poison the Air in which themselves draw breath Lil. Blest be that Orator Gracious Father Alcad. Let her not speak her words confirm suspect bear her away unto her private chamber there let her be confin'd a prisoner till we determine further 1 Moor It shall be done Exit Guard with Lillia Alcad. Sophost his life is thine but not his freedom Eus. Durance Worse then death Alcade No banishment save Affrica make all the world thine own Soph. The Kings all mercy Eus. I le Proclaim as much 1 Moor I but my Lord what safety for my life which he so much hath threatned Eus. I scorn to touch thy life thou timerous slave But Traitors are all Cowards Fare thee well And my deer Foster-father wanting whom I loose my better part Thus they thrive That cannot flatter Kings feel death alive Exit Eusanius Alcade Nay Sophos be not sad 't is thy pretended good that we pursue the Girl was wanton and the Boy was young and Love is kindled by desire as soon in one poor minute as an age of time we banisht him that she might fancy thee whom we intend shall have her 't is true as we are royal if you please for to accept of her Sophos 'T is an honor that I shall never merit to spouse a Princes of her exellency For I have nothing worthy her affection She cannot give consent to love a man That 's bannisht from his Land and native soyl I have no titles for to honor her And that 's a thing that women most affect Alcade Sir you inherit vertue that 's a thing no mortal can restore all other State we will invest you with the crown of Thrace shall be your own or cost ten thousand lives our sable Ensigns never yet before displayed beyond the Mediterean Sea shall now be seen to fly men have livers there pale as their faces and when we appear will frighted run from such a Golden soyl our home-bred fear have end foreign foes must be our conquest now Come my best Sophos e're the next moon spring My childe shall call thee husband Thrace her King Tromp Flor. Exeunt Omnes Finis Actus Tertii ACT. 4. SCENE 1. Enter Pheander in a Pilgrims habit alone reading the Oracle Phe COntent shall keep in town and field c. I know not in what sence to apprehend it So intricate this matter seems to me Yet in these latter lines I read a comfort Read Then shall a shepherd from the plains Restore your Health and Crown agen There is a sign of truth already past for when Apollo did pronounce this doom I was a king and did enjoy my Crown and I must be deposed before restored But then the man I there 's the doubt of all for ever since I took this Pilgrims habit I have wandered up and down to finde this shepherd wandered indeed for in the search of him I have lost my self siting upon the plain I saw a face of such surpassing beauty that Jove and Nature should they both contend to make a shape of their mixt purity could not invent a sky-born form so beautiful as she be she a mortall and a shepherdess her beauty may become a Princes Court Why may not I wedding this shepherds Queen beget an heir that may restore my Crown I le lay my life the Oracle meant so the stars from earthly humors gain their light our humors from their lights possess their powers but now the means for to obtain this prize I le send a private messenger to Court to bid Pallatio with a well Armed-troop at such a certain hour-to meet me here and lie in secret ambush 'bout the house I will conceal my self and watch a time To bear away this Wonder of our Clime Stands aside Enter Ariadna and Titterus after her singing c. Titter. Oh stay oh turn oh pitty me that sighs that sues for love of thee Oh lack I never loved before if you deny I le nere love more No hope no help then wretched I must loose must lack must pine and die Since you neglect when I implore Dance Farewel hard I le nere love more Enter Pallemon frantickly habited dancing over the Stage old Antimon antick-like Clown-like maid Marian Tit. Here 's a sight gives a fresh wound unto my love-sick heart to think a man that was reputed wise should loose himself in a Dedalion maze and run mad for a woman woman that 's the cause it is indeed happy remembrance in searching out his wound I have cured my self shall I see my brother wits caught in a purse-net and run my head into the same noose then count me for a Woodcock no I am now the man I was and will stil say There is not any wise man that fancy can a woman Then never turn your eyes on a thing that is so common For be they foul or fair They tempting devils are since they first fell They that love do live in Hell and therefore men beware Exit Ariad. What a distraction 's this was ever seen so strange a dotage not in him alone but 't is in general that did not grief usurp too much upon a heart supprest 't were mirth would move to laughter Enter Eusanius like a Shepherd This is no Louse sure I know him not Yet I mistrust the hanging of his head I le note him further 't is a handsom fellow Eus. This habit is most frequent in this place I le wear 't for fashion sake 't may be a means to gain a sight of the fair Shepherdess whose beauty fills the Clime with wonderment Ariad. Alas poor man he 's troubled too in minde Would I could over-hear him how he stands Eus. I know not where to lye and it grows late I have not since I enter'd on these Plains seen any creature that has humane sence A woman first good luck and be thy will Ariad. Why kneel you sir Eus. Not to ask blessing Sweet That were a foul disgrace unto a Virgin Ariad. For ought you know I am a Mother sit Eus. Would you were mine Please you I le make you one Ariad. I thank your love sir but I am one already Eus. Then my suit 's at an end yet one word more Ariad. What is 't sit I 'm in haste Enter Radagon Eus. No more but this nay in your ears lest you mis-construe me Rad. So close and privately then I perceive I have been too neglectful shallow fool that having had such opportunity so long continuance place and privacy durst