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A09228	The loue of King Dauid and fair Bethsabe With the tragedie of Absalon. As it hath ben diuers times plaied on the stage. Written by George Peele.	Peele, George, 1556-1596.; Du Bartas, Guillaume de Salluste, seigneur, 1544-1590.	1599 (1599)	STC 19540; ESTC S110364	31,374	62

and tast thy ease with easing me Beth. One medicine cannot heale our different harmes But rather make both ranckle at the bone Then let the King be cunning in his cure Least flattering both both perish in his hand Dauid Leaue it to me my deerest Bethsabe Whose skill is conuersant in deeper cures And Cusay hast thou to my seruant Ioab Commanding him to send Vrias home With all the speed can possibly be vsed Cusay Cusay will flie about the Kings desire Exeunt Ioab Abisay Vrias and others with drum and ensigne Ioab Courage ye mightie men of Israel And charge your fatall instruments of war Vpon the bosomes of prowd Ammons sonnes That haue disguisd your Kings Embassadors Cut halfe their beards and halfe their garments off In spight of Israel and his daughters sonnes Ye fight the holy battels of Iehoua King Dauids God and ours and Iacobs God That guides your weapons to their conquering strokes Orders your footsteps and directs your thoughts To stratagems that harbor victorie He casts his sacred eiesight from on high And sees your foes run seeking for their deaths Laughing their labours and their hopes to scorne While twixt your bodies and their blunted swords He puts on armor of his honors proofe And makes their weapons wound the sencelesse winds Abis. Before this citie Rabath we will lie And shoot forth shafts as thicke and dangerous As was the haile that Moises mixt with fire And threw with furie round about the fields Deuouring Pharoes friends and Egypts fruits Vrias First mighty captaines Ioab and Abisay Let vs assault and scale this kingly Tower Where all their conduits and their fountaines are Then we may easily take the citie too Ioab Well hath Vrias counseld our attempts And as he spake vs so assault the Tower Let Hanon now the king of Ammons sonne Repulse our conquering passage if he dare Hanon with King Machaas and others vpon the wals Hanon What would the shepheards dogs of Israel Snatch from the mighty issue of King Ammon The valiant Amonnes and haughty Syrians T is not your late successiue victories Can make vs yeeld or quaile our courages But if ye dare assay to scale this Tower Our angrie swords shall smite ye to the ground And venge our losses on your hatefull liues Ioab Hanon thy father Nahas gaue releefe To holy Dauid in his haplesse exile Liued his fixed date and died in peace But thou in steed of reaping his reward Hast trod it vnderfoot and scornd our King Therefore thy daies shall end with violence And to our swords thy vitall bloud shall cleaue Mach. Hence thou that bearst poor Israels shepherds hook The prowd lieutenant of that base borne King And kep within the compasse of his fold For if ye seeke to feed on Ammons fruits And stray into the Syrians fruitfull Medes The mastiues of our land shall werry ye And pull the weesels from your greedy throtes Abis. Who can indure these Pagans blasphemies Vrias My soule repines at this disparagement Ioab Assault ye valiant men of Dauids host And beat these railing dastards from their dores Assault and they win the Tower and Ioab speakes aboue Thus haue we won the Tower which we will keepe Maugre the sonnes of Ammon and of Syria Enter Cusay beneath Cus. Where is lord Ioab leader of the host Ioab Here is lord Ioab leader of the host Cusay come vp for we haue won the hold He comes Cusay In happie hower then is Cusay come Ioab What news then brings lord Cusay from the king Cusay His maiestie commands thee out of hand To send him home Vrias from the wars For matter of some seruice he should doe Vrias T is for no choler hath surpris'd the King I hope lord Cusay gainst his seruants truth Cusay No rather to prefer Vrias truth Ioab Here take him with thee then and goe in peace And tell my lord the King that I haue fought Against the citie Rabath with successe And skaled where the royall pallace is The conduit heads and all their sweetest springs Then let him come in person to these wals With all the souldiers he can bring besides And take the city as his owne exploit Least I surprise it and the people giue The glory of the conquest to my name Cus. We will Lord Ioab and great Israels God Blesse in thy hands the battels of our King Ioab Farewell Vrias hast away the King Vrias As sure as Ioab breaths a victor here Vrias will hast him and his owne returne Exeunt Abisa. Let vs descend and ope the pallace gate Taking our souldiors in to keepe the hold Ioab Let vs Abisay and ye sonnes of Iuda Be valiant and mainteine your victory Exeunt Ammon Ionadab Iethray and Ammons page Ionad. What meanes my lord the Kings beloued son That weares vpon his right triumphant arme The power of Israel for a royall fauor That holds vpon the Tables of his hands Banquets of honor and all thoughts content To suffer pale and grisely abstinence To sit and feed vpon his fainting cheekes And sucke away the bloud that cheeres his lookes Ammo. Ah Ionadab it is my sisters lookes On whose sweet beutie I bestow my bloud That makes me looke so amorously leane Her beautie hauing seasd vpon my heart So merrily consecrate to her content Sets now such guard about his vitall bloud And viewes the passage with such piercing eyes That none can scape to cheare my pining cheekes But all is thought too little for her loue Iona. Then from her heart thy lookes shall be releeued And thou shalt ioy her as thy soule desires Ammon How can it be my sweet friend Ionadab Since Thamar is a virgine and my sister Iona. Thus it shall be lie downe vpon thy bed Faining thee feuer sicke and ill at ease And when the king shall come to visit thee Desire thy sister Thamar may be sent To dresse some deinties for thy maladie Then when thou hast her solely with thy selfe Enforce some fauour to thy manly loue See where she comes intreat her in with thee Enter Thamar Thamar What aileth Ammon with such sickly lookes To daunt the fauour of his louely face Am. Sweet Thamar sick wish some wholesome cates Drest with the cunning of thy daintie hands Tham. That hath the King commanded at my hands Then come and rest thee while I make thee readie Some dainties easefull to thy crased soule Am. I goe sweet sister eased with thy sight Exeunt Restet Ionadab Ion. Why should a Prince whose power may command Obey the rebell passions of his loue When they contend but gainst his conscience And may be gouernd or supprest by will Now Ammon lose those louing knots of bloud That sokte the courage from thy kingly heart And giue it passage to thy withered cheekes Now Thamar ripened are the holy fruits That grew on plants of thy virginitie And rotten is thy name in Israel Poore Thamar little did thy louely hands Foretell an action of such violence As to contend

faire young men whose haires shine in mine eve Like golden wyers of Dauids yuorie Lute Abs. Ammon where be thy shearers and thy men That we may powre in plenty of thy vines And eat thy goats milke and reioice with thee Am. Here commeth Ammons shearers and his men Absolon sit and reioice with me Here enter a company of sheepeheards and daunce and sing Am. Drinke Absolon in praise of Israel Welcome to Ammons fields from Dauids court Abs. Die with thy draught perish and die accurst Dishonour to the honour of vs all Die for the villany to Thamar done Vnworthy thou to be Kings Dauids sonne Exit Absa Ionad. O what hath Absolon for Thamar done Murthred his brother great king Dauids sonne Adon. Run Ionadab away and make it knowne What cruelty this Absolon hath showne Ammon thy brother Adonia shall Bury thy body among the dead mens bones And we will make complaint to Israel Of Ammons death and pride of Absolon Exeunt omnes Enter Dauid with Ioab Abyssus Cusay with drum and ensigne against Rabba This is the towne of the vncircumcised The citie of the kingdome this is it Rabba where wicked Hannon sitteth king Dispoile this King this Hannon of his crowne Vnpeople Rabba and the streets thereof For in their bloud and slaughter of the slaine Lyeth the honor of King Dauids line Ioab Abyshai and the rest of you Fight ye this day for great Ierusalem Ioab And see where Hannon showes him on the wals Why then do we forbeare to giue assault That Israel may as it is promised Subdue the daughters of the Gentils Tribes All this must be performd by Dauids hand Da. Harke to me Hannon and remember well As sure as he doth liue that kept my host What time our young men by the poole of Gibeon Went forth against the strength of Isboseth And twelue to twelue did with their weapons play So sure art thou and thy men of war To feele the sword of Israel this day Because thou hast defied Iacobs God And suffered Rabba with the Philistine To raile vpon the tribe of Beniamin Hannon Harke man as sure as Saul thy maister fell And gord his sides vpon the mountaine tops And Ionathan Abinadab and Melchisua Watred the dales and deepes of Askaron With bloudy streames that from Gilboa ran In channels through the wildernesse of Ziph What time the sword of the vncirumcised Was drunken with the bloud of Israel So sure shall Dauid perish with his men Vnder the wals of Rabba Hannons towne Ioab Hannon the God of Israel hath said Dauid the King shall weare that crowne of thine That weighs a Talent of the finest gold And triumph in the spoile of Hannons towne When Israel shall hale thy people hence And turne them to the tile-kill man and child And put them vnder harrowes made of yron And hew their bones with axes and their lims With yron swords deuide and teare in twaine Hannon this shall be done to thee and thine Because thou hast defied Israel To armes to armes that Rabba feele reuenge And Hannons towne become king Dauids spoile Alarum excursions assault Exeunt omnes Then the trumpets and Dauid with Hannons crowne Dau. Now clattering armes and wrathfull storms of war Haue thundred ouer Rabbaes raced towers The wreakefull ire of great Iehouaes arme That for his people made the gates to rend And clothed the Cherubins in fierie coats To fight against the wicked Hannons towne Pay thankes ye men of Iuda to the King The God of Syon and Ierusalem That hath exhalted Israel to this And crowned Dauid with this diademe Ioab Beauteous and bright is he among the Tribes As when the sunne attird in glist'ring robe Comes dauncing from his orientall gate And bridegroom-like hurles through the gloomy aire His radiant beames such doth King Dauid shew Crownd with the honour of his enemies towne Shining in riches like the firmament The starrie vault that ouerhangs the earth So looketh Dauid King of Israel Abyshai Ioab why doth not Dauid mount his throne Whom heauen hath beautified with Hannons crowne Sound Trumpets Shalmes and Instruments of praise To Iacobs God for Dauids victory Enter Ionadab Ionadab Why doth the King of Israel reioice Why sitteth Dauid crownd with Rabbaes rule Behold there hath great heauinesse befalne In Ammons fields by Absolons misdeed And Ammons shearers and their feast of mirth Absalon hath ouerturned with his sword Nor liueth any of King Dauids sonnes To bring this bitter tidings to the King Dauid Ay me how soone are Dauids triumphs dasht How suddenly declineth Dauids pride As doth the daylight settle in the west So dim is Dauids glory and his gite Die Dauid for to thee is left no seed That may reuiue thy name in Israel Iona. In Israel is left of Dauids seed Enter Adonia with other sonnes Comfort your lord you seruants of the King Behold thy sonnes returne in mourning weeds And only Ammon Absalon hath slaine Da. Welcome my sonnes deerer to me you are Then is this golden crowne or Hannons spoile O tell me then tell me my sonnes I say How commeth it to passe that Absolon Hath slaine his brother Ammon with the sword Ado. Thy sonnes O King went vp to Ammons fields To feast with him and eat his bread and oyle And Absalon vpon his mule doth come And to his men he sayth When Ammons heart Is merry and secure then strike him dead Because he forced Thamar shamefully And hated her and threw her forth his dores And this did he and they with him conspire And kill thy sonne in wreake of Thamars wrong Dauid How long shall Iuda and Ierusalem Complaine and water Syon with their teares How long shall Israel lament in vaine And not a man among the mighty ones Will heare the sorrowes of King Dauids heart Ammon thy life was pleasing to thy Lord As to mine eares the Musike of my Lute Or songs that Dauid tuneth to his Harpe And Absalon hath tane from me away The gladnesse of my sad distressed soule Exeunt omnes Manet Dauid Enter widdow of Thecoa Widdow God saue King Dauid King of Israel And blesse the gates of Syon for his sake Dau. Woman why mournest thou rise from the earth Tell me what sorrow hath befalne thy soule Widdow Thy seruants soule O King is troubled sore And greenous is the anguish of her heart And from Thecoa doth thy handmaid come Dauid Tell me and say thou woman of Thecoa What aileth thee or what is come to passe Widdow Thy seruant is a widdow in Thecoa Two sonnes thy handmaid had and they my lord Fought in the field where no man went betwixt And so the one did smite and slay the other And loe behold the kindred doth arise And crie on him that smote his brother That he therefore may be the child of death For we will follow and destroy the heire So will they quench that sparkle that is left And leaue nor name nor issue on the earth To me or to thy handmaids