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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A53521	The orphan, or, The unhappy-marriage a tragedy, as it is acted at His Royal Highness the Duke's Theatre / written by Tho. Otway.	Otway, Thomas, 1652-1685.; Orrery, Roger Boyle, Earl of, 1621-1679. English adventures.	1680 (1680)	Wing O552; ESTC R10494	44,166	80

can this mean Who e're thou art I charge thee to Monimia fly Tell her I 'm here and wait upon my doom Maid Who e're you are you may repent this outrage My Lady must not be disturb'd Good Night Cast. She must tell her she shall go I 'm in haste And bring her tydings from the state of Love Th' are all in consultation met together How to reward my Truth and Crown her Vows Maid Sure the man's mad Cast. Or this will make me so Obey me or by all the wrongs I suffer I 'll scale the Window and come in by force Let the sad Consequence be what it will This Creatures trifling folly makes me mad Maid My Ladies answer is you may depart She says she knows you You are Polydore Sent by Castalio as you were to day T' affront and do her violence again Cast. I 'll not believ 't Maid You may Sir Cast. Curses blast thee Maid Well 't is a fine cool Evening and I hope May cure the raging Feaver in your Blood Good night Casta. And farewell all that 's just in Woman This is contriv'd a studyed Trick to abuse My easie nature and torment my mind Sure now sh' has bound me fast and means to Lord it To rein me hard and ride me at her will Till by degrees she shape me into Fool. For all her future use's Death and Torment 'T is impudence to think my Soul will bear it Oh I could grow ev'n wild and tear my hair 'T is well Monimia that thy Empire 's short Let but to morrow but to morrow come And try if all thy Arts appease my wrong Till when be this detested place my Bed Layes down Where I will ruminate on Womans Ills Laugh at my self and curse th' inconstant Sex Faithless Monimia Oh Monimia Enter Ernesto Ernesto Either My sense has been deluded or this way I heard the sound of sorrow 't is late night And none whose mind 's at peace would wander now Cast. Who 's there Ern. A Friend Cast. If thou art so retire And leave this place for I would be alone Ern. Castalio My Lord why in this posture Stretch'd on the Ground Your honest true old Servant Your poor Ernesto cannot see you thus Rise I beseech you Cast. If thou art Ernesto As by thy honesty thou seemest to be Once leave me to my folly Ern. I can't leave you And not the reason know of your disorders Remember how when young I m my Arms Have often born you pleas'd you in your pleasures And sought an early share in your Affection Do not discard me now but let me serve you Cast. Thou canst not serve me Ern. Why Cast. Because my thoughts Are full of Woman thou poor Wretch art past 'em Ern. I hate the Sex Cast. Then I'm thy Friend Ernesto Rises I 'd leave the world for him that hates a Woman Woman the Fountain of all Humane Frailty VVhat mighty Ills have not been done by VVoman VVho was 't betray'd the Capitol A VVoman VVho lost Mark Anthony the VVorld A Woman VVho was the cause of a long ten years War And laid as last Old-Troy in Ashes Woman Destructive damnable deceitful Woman Woman to Man first as a Blessing giv'n VVhen Innocence and Love were in their prime Happy a while in Paradise they lay But quickly VVoman long'd to go astray Some foolish new Adventure needs must prove And the first Devil she saw she chang'd her Love To his Tempations lewdly she inclin'd Her Soul and for an Apple damn'd Mankind ACT IV. SCENE I. Acasto solus Acast. BLest be the morning that has brought me health A happy rest has softned pain away And I 'll forget it though my mind 's not well A heavy melancholly cloggs my heart I droop and sigh I know not why Dark-dreams Sick Fancies Children have been over-busie And all the Night play'd Farces in my Brains Methought I heard the Midnight-Raven cry Wak'd with th' imagin'd Noise my Curtains seem'd To start and at my Feet my Sons appear'd Like Ghosts all pale and stiff I strove to speak But could not suddenly the Forms were lost And seem'd to vanish in a bloudy Cloud 'T was odd and for the present shook my thoughts But was th' effect of my distemper'd bloud And when the Health 's disturb'd the mind 's unruly Enter Polydore Good Morning Polydore Pol. Heaven keep your Lordship Acast. Have you yet seen Castalio to day Pol. My Lord 't is early day he 's hardly risen Acast. Go call him up and meet me in the Chapel Ex. Pol. I cannot think all has gone well to night For as I waking lay and sure my sense Was then my own methought I heard my Son Castalio's Voice but it seem'd low and mournful Under my Window too I thought I heard it M' untoward fancy could not be deceiv'd In every thing and I will search the truth out Enter Monimia and her Maid Already up Monimia you Rose Thus early surely to out-shine the Day Or was there any thing that crost your rest They were naughty thoughts that wou'd not let you sleep Mon. What ever are my thoughts my Lord I 've learn't By your Example to correct their Ills And Morn and Evening give up th' Account Acast. Your Pardon Sweet one I upbraid you not Or if I would you are so good I could not Though I 'm deceiv'd or you are more fair to Day For Beauty 's heighten'd in your Cheeks and all Your Charmes seem up and ready in your Eyes Mon. The little share I have's so very mean That it may easily admit Addition Though you my Lord should most of all beware To give it too much praise and make me proud Acast. Proud of an Old mans praises No Monimia But if my Pray'rs can work thee any good Thou shalt not want the largest share of 'em Heard you no Noise to Night Mon. Noise my good Lord Acast. Ay! about Midnight Mon. Indeed my Lord I do'nt remember any Acast. You must sure went you early to rest Mon. About the wonted Hour Why this enquiry Aside Acast. And went your Maid to bed too Mon. My Lord I guess so I 've seldom known her disobey my Orders Acast. Sure Goblins then Fairyes haunt the dwelling I 'll have inquiry made through all the House But I 'll find out the Cause of these Disorders Good Day to thee Monimia I 'll to Chapel Ex. Acasto Mon. I 'll but dispatch some orders to my Woman And wait upon your Lordship there I fear the Priest has plaid us false if so My poor Castalio loses all for me I wonder though he made such haste to leave me Was 't not unkind Florella surely ' t was He scarce afforded one kind parting Word But went away so cold The kiss he gave me Seem'd the forc'd Complement of fated Love Would I had never marry'd Maid Why Mon. Methinks The Scene 's quite alter'd I am not the same I 've bound up for my self a weight of Cares And how the burden

will be born none knows A Husband may be Jealous rigid false And should Castalio e're prove so to me So tender is my Heart so nice my Love 'T would ruin and distract my rest for ever Maid Madam he 's coming Mon. Where Florella where Is he returning To my Chamber lead I 'll meet him there The Mysteries of our Love Should be kept private as Religious Rites From the unhallow'd View of Common Eyes Ex. Mon. and Maid Enter Castalio Cast. Wish't Morning 's come And now upon the plains And distant Mountains where they feed their Flocks The happy Shepherds leave their Homely Huts And with their Pipes proclaim the new-born day The lusty Swain comes with his well-fill'd Scrip Of Healthful Viands which when hunger calls With much content and appetite he eats To follow in the Field's his daily Toil And dress the grateful Glebe that yields him Fruits The Beasts that under the Warm Hedges slept And weather'd out the cold bleak Night are up And looking towards the Neighb'ring Pastures raise The Voice and bid their fellow Bruites good morrow The Chearful Birds too on the tops of Trees Assemble all in Quoires and with their Notes Salute and welcome up the rising Sun There 's no Condition sure so curst as mine I 'm marry'd ' Sdeath I am sped How like a Dog Lookt Hercules thus to a Distaff chain'd Monimia oh Monimia Enter Monimia and Maid Mon. I come I fly to my ador'd Castalio's Armes My wishes Lord. May every Morn begin Like this And with our Days our Loves renew Now I may hope y' are satisfy'd Looking languishingly on him Cast. I am Well satisfy'd that thou art Oh Mon. What speak Art thou not well Castalio Come lean Upon my Breasts and tell me where 's thy pain Cast. 'T is here 't is in my Head 't is in my Heart 'T is every where It rages like a madness And I most wonder how my reason holds Nay wonder not Monimia the Slave You thought you had secur'd within my Breast Is grown a Rebel and has broke his Chain And now he walks there like a Lord at large Mon. Am I not then your VVife your Lov'd Monimia I once was so or I 've most strangely dreamt VVhat ayles my Love Cast. VVhat e're thy Dreams have been Thy waking thoughts ne're meant Castalio well No more Monimia of your Sexes Arts They are useless all I 'm not that pliant Tool That necessary Utensil you 'd make me I know my Charter better I am Man Obstinate Man and will not be enslay'd Mon. You shall not fear 't Indeed my Nature's easie I 'll ever live your most obedient VVife Nor ever any priviledge pretend Beyond your will for that shall be my Law Indeed I will not Cast. Nay you shall not Madam By yon bright Heav'n you shall not all the day I 'll play the Tyrant and at Night forsake thee Till by afflictions and continued Cares I 've worn thee to a homely household Drudge Nay if I 've any too thou shalt be made Subservient to all my looser pleasures For thou hast wrong'd Castalio Mon. No more Oh kill me here or tell me my offence I 'll never quit you else but on these Knees Thus follow you all day till th' are worn bare And hang upon you like a drowning Creature Castalio Cast. Away Last night last night Mon. It was our wedding Night Cast. No more forget it Mon. VVhy do you then repent Cast. I do Mon. Oh Heav'n And will you leave me thus help help Florella He draggs her to the Door and breaks from her Help me to hold this yet lov'd cruel Man Oh my heart breaks I 'm dying Oh stand off I 'll not indulge this womans weakness still Chaft and Fomented let my Heart swell on Till with its injuries it burst and shake VVith the Dire blow this Prison to the Earth Maid VVhat sad mistake has been the cause of this Mon. Castalio Oh! how often has he swore Nature should change the Sun and Stars grow dark E're he would falsify his Vows to me Make haste Confusion then Sun lose thy light And Stars drop dead with Sorrow to the Earth For my Castalio's false Maid Unhappy Day Mon. False as the VVind the VVater or the VVeather Cruel as Tygers o're their trembling prey I feel him in my breast he tears my heart And at each sigh he drinks the gushing blood Must I be long in pain Enter Chamont. Cha. In tears Monimia Mon. VVho e're thou art Leave me alone to my belov'd Despair Cham. Lift up thy Eyes and see who comes to cheer thee Tell me the story of thy VVrongs and then See if my soul has rest till thou hast justice Mon. My Brother Cham. Yes Monimia if thou thinkst That I deserve the Name I am Brother Mon. Oh Castalio Cham. Hah Name me that Name again My Souls on fire Till I know all There 's meaning in that name I know he is thy Husband Therefore trust me VVith all the following truth Mon. Indeed Chamont There 's nothing in it but the fault of Nature I 'm often thus seiz'd suddenly with grief I know not why Cham. You use me ill Monimia And I might think with Justice most severely Of this unfaithful dealing with your Brother Mon. Truly I am not to blame Suppose I 'm fond And grieve for what as much may please another Should I upbraid the dearest Friend on Earth For the first fault you wou'd not do so wou'd you Cham. Not if I 'd cause to think it was a Friend Mon. VVhy do you then call this unfaithful dealing I ne're conceal'd my soul from you before Bear with me now and search my wounds no farther For every probing pains me to the heart Cham. 'T is sign there 's danger in 't and must be prevented Where 's your new Husband Still that thought disturbs you VVhat onely answer me with tears Castalio Nay now they stream Cruel unkind Castalio is 't not so Mon. I cannot speak grief flows so fast upon me It choaks and will not let me tell the cause Oh! Cham. My Monimia to my Soul thou' rt dear As honour to my name Dear as the light To eyes but just restor'd and heald of blindness VVhy wilt thou not repose within my breast The anguish that torments thee Mon. Oh! I dare not Cham. I have no friend but thee we must confide In one another Two unhappy Orphans Alas we are and when I see thee grieve Methinks it is a part of me that suffers Mon. Oh shouldst thou know the cause of my lamenting I am satisfy'd Chamont that thou wouldst scorn me Thou would'st despise the abject lost Monimia No more would'st praise this Beauty but When in some Cell distracted as I shall be Thou seest me lye these unregarded Locks Matted like Furies Tresses my poor Limbs Chain'd to the Ground and ' stead of the delights Which happy Lovers taste my Keeper's stripes A Bed of Straw and a course wooden dish