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A85334	Three excellent tragœdies. Viz. The raging Turk, or, Bajazet the Second. The courageous Turk, or, Amurath the First. And The tragoedie of Orestes· / Written, by Tho. Goff, Master of Arts, and student of Christ-Church in Oxford; and acted by the students of the same house.	Goffe, Thomas, 1591-1629.; Meighen, Richard, fl. 1656.	1656 (1656)	Wing G1006; Thomason E1591_2; ESTC R202218	132,941	272

Heaven what ever coast affords thee present mansion quickly thence flit hither and present unto my sense thy selfe a feeling substance let me see acknowledge and admire thy majesty Put off that ayry thinnesse which denies me to behold thee with these duller eyes then shall they sending down a powerfull flood rence thy cold members from each drop of blood and so return thee back that thou mai'st soare up to the skies much purer then before Had the just course of nature wrought thee hence I would have made the gods know their offence and back restore thy soul but thou art dead and 't was a fiercer hand that clipt thy thread fiercer and boulder which did ever thrive by mischiefe and once coffind thee alive up in deaths mantle but then would not use such open violence nor durst abuse one of such sacred worth till furie struck his reason dead and made his treacherous hand creepingly stab thee both unseen and foul as if he would have stoln away thy soul But oh Enter Isaack Jsaack But oh indeed Caigub Why what Jsaack As bad a stroke attends thee as thy Father had Princes suspicion is a flame of fire exhal'd first from our manners and by desire of rule is nourish'd fed and rores about till the whole matter dye and then goes out Cai. Unfold a scene of murders Fates work on wee 'l make a path to Heaven and being gon Down from the lofty towers of the skies throw thunder at the Tyrant will he presse the earth with weight of slaught'red carcasses Let him grow up in mischief still shall her wombe gaping reserve for him an empty tombe We do but tread his path and Bassa since it stands upon thee now to cure thy prince of his distemper'd lunacy go fetch the instrument of death whilst I a wretch expect thy sad return Isaack I go and could it stand with mine alleageance sure I should imply my service to a better end then to disrobe the Court of such a friend Exit Cai. He that is judg'd down from a steepy hill to drop unto his death and trembling still expects one thence to push him such a slave doth not deserve to live nor 's worth a grave Then Lachesis thou that divid'st the threed of breath since this dayes Sun must see me dead thus I le prevent thy paine thus I le out-run my fate and in this stroke thy work is done Stabs himselfe Eternall mover thou that whirlst about the skies in circular motion heare me out what I command see that without controule thou make Heaven clear to entertain my soule and let the nimble spirits of the ayre Print me a passage hence up to thy chaire there will I sit and from the Azure sky laugh at obsequious base mortality Vanish my soule enjoy embrace thy fate thus thus thou mount'st above a Tyrates hate Stabs himself dyes Enter Isaack with Executioners Isa We are prevented see the fates command false deeds must dye though by the Actors hand Return to Bajazet and bear that corps Exeunt So now I am alone nor need I fear to breath my thoughts out to the silent ayre my conscience will not hear me that being deaf I may joy freely First thy hated breath Achmetes vanisht next Caigubus fell thus we clime Throans whilst they drop down to hell The glorious eye of the all-seeing sun shall not behold when all our plots are done a greater Prince then Selymus 't is he must share with Jove an equal Majesty But for my self his Engineer I 'le stand above mortality and with a hand of power dash all beneath me into dust if they but crosse the currant of my lust What I but speak 't is Oracle and Law thus I will rule and keep the world in awe Sely. Noble assistant Enter Selymus Mesithes Mustapha Asmehemedes Isa Happy Selymus Sely. 'T is thou must make me so for should I stay waiting my Fathers pleasure I might stand gazing with envy at my Brothers pride my self lying prostrate even beneath their feet Towns Cities Countries and what else soever can give high thoughts content are freely theirs ● only like a spend-thrift of my yeares Idle my time away as if some god had raz'd my name out of the role of Kings which if he have then Isaack be thy hand ●s great as his to print it in again though Bajaz●t say nay Isaack No more I will an Empire be our hopes that to obtaine wee 'l watch plot fight sweat and be cold again Exeunt Actus 3. Scena 4. Enter Zemes and Alexander Bispop of Rome Bish Cannot my words add solace to your thoughts oh you are gulft too deep in a desire of soveraigne pompe and your high thoughts aspire All the unshadowed plainenesse of my life doth but contract thick wrinckles of mislike in your Majestick brow and you distast morall receipts which I have ministred To cool Ambitions Feaver Zemes. Pardon Sir your holinesse mistakes my malady another sicknesse grates my tender brest and I am ill at heart alas I stand an abject now as well in Natures eye as erst I did in Fortunes is my health fled with mine honour and the common rest of man grown stranger to me in my grief some unknown cause hath bred through all my blood a colder operation then the juice of Hemlock can produce O wretched man look down propitious Godheads on my woes Phoebus infuse into me the sweet breath of cheerefull health or else infectious death If there an Angel be whom I have crost in my tormented boldnesse and these griefes are expiatory punishments of sin now now repentance strike quite through my heart enough of paines enough of bitter smart have ty'd me to 't I have already bin bolted from joy content can enter in not at the open passage of my heart I neither hear nor see nor feel nor touch with pleasure my vexation is so much my grave can only quit me of annoy that prevents mischief which can bring no joy Exit Bish Now I could curse what mine own hand hath don and wish that he would vomit out the draught of direful poyson which infects his blood Ambitious fire why 't is as clean extinct as if his heart were set beneath his feet grief hath boil'd out the humours of vain pride and he was meer contrition Enter a messenger What 's the news Messen Zemes as now he left you pale and wan dragging his weake leggs after him did fall dead on the stony pavement of the Hall not by unhappy chance but as he walkt folding his arms up in a pensive knot and railing at his Fate as if he stag'd the wounded Priam or some falling King so he oft lifting up his closing eye sunk faintly down groan'd out I dye I dye Bish It grieves my soul let Bajazet know this could our own shortned life but lengthen his by often sighs I would transfuse my breath into his brest and call him back from death Exit Actus 3. Scena 5. Enter

hand Achom. An honour'd Legate an Ambassadour as if that title like Medaeas charme could stay the untam'd spirit of my wrath Had he bin sent a messenger from heaven and spoke in thunder to the slavish world If he had roar'd one voice one syllable crosse to my humour I 'de a searcht the depth of his unhallowed bosome and turnd out his heart the prophane seate of sawcy pride Slaine an Ambassador no lesse 't is done and 't was a noble slaughter I conceive a joy ineffable to see my sword bath'd in a blood so rare so precious as an Ambassadours must we be told of times delayes and opportunities that the base souldier hath gaine-sayd our blisse Thought Bajazet his son so cold so dull so innocently blockish as to heare an Embassie most harsh and grossely bad the people to deny me We contemne with strange defiance Bajazet and them Actus 5. Scena 2. Enter Isaacke Mesithes Mustupha Mesith Mischiefe on mischiefe all our hopes are dead slaine in the haplesse fall of Selymus Must I thinke the divells fought for Bajazet and all the infernall haggs how could he else with a confused army and halfe slaine breake the well-ordered ranks of a strong foe Mesith And unexpected too Now Isaacke what Sadly repenting for thy last misdeeds Plots and conspiracies against thy Prince Faith we must hang together Isaack Good Mesithes 't is nothing so they say Achomates disdaining to be mockt out of his hopes and most desired possession of the Crowne ha's in contempt of Bajazet and all slaine the Ambassador and vowes revenge on every guilty agent in his wrong Mustaph I lookt for that and therefore first shranke back when Bajazet made choyce of one to send on such a thanklesse errand as that was Mes Grant the report be true what 's that to us Isa Fame in mine eare nere blab'd a sweeter tale this shall redeeme our low dejected hopes to their full height No more be it my charge to chose out the event What 's this comes here Musta Upon my life the body of the slain Ambassador Enter the Ambassadors followers with the dead body Mesi 'T is so Isa We greet you friends and your sad spectacle Followers T is sad enough to banish peace and patience from each brest that owes true loyalty to Bajazet Isa And so it shall lay down the injur'd corps Achomates ha's wrong'd his Fathers love too grosly in the murder even of him that bore his sacred person and should stand inviolably honor'd by the law of men and nations But here comes Bajazet Enter Bajazet and Cherseogl● Baja. A tragick spectacle Whose trunk is this Follow The body of your slain Ambassador Baja. Slain by what cursed violence what 〈◊〉 durst touch the man that represented me Follow Achomates Baja. Achomates Follow The same Highly displeas'd with the unexpected newes of a denyal from the peoples mouth his reason slipt in fury and contempt hath thus abus'd your gracious Majesty Withall he threatned to maintain this sin with force of armes and so resolv'd to win your Crown without such tarriance Baja. Oh! no more I am unfortunate in all my blood Hath he thus guerdon'd my fair promises my daily sweat and care to further him and fix him in the Paradise of joy Nations cry out for vengeance of this fact I 'le scourge this black impiety to hell Muster our forces to the utmost man once more I 'le bury this my aged corps in steely armour and my coloured crest like a bright star shall sparkle out revenge before the rebels faint amazed eyes Lose not a minute Bassaes hence be gone muster our men stay not that from the tide of our fierce wrath no drop may ebb away by causelesse lingering Must Whom speak you General Baja. Whom but my self whom doth the cause concern more nearly then my self Isa My honoured Liege bear your best care about you 't is a time of double danger but remove the one the other straight call'd forward Selymus great in the favour of Tartaria's King is man'd afresh with souldiers his assault threatnes as much as fierce Achomates and must be born off with your ablest forces then if you leave the City to subdue one of these two expect e're you return tother possest and seated on your throne Baja. Distraction rends my soul what shall I do Isa Force out one nayl with tother of these two chuse him you most affect and best dare trust allure him farely home wink at his crimes and then create him your high General to lead against his brother since your self cannot at once oppresse two foes so stout trie if one heate can drive another out Baja. Isaack we like thy counsel but of these which can we pardon either so deboist so guilty of rebellion so divorc'd from pious loyalty that my soul even both with bitter hatred equally may loath Isa First weigh their faults the one a brain-sick youth endeavour'd to supplant your Majesty the other in defiance and contempt of God and man prophan'd the holy rites of an Ambassador Mesi For which dire fact should it slip up unpunished the name the feareful name of Bajazet would prove the subject of each libel and the scoffe of petty Princes Baja. Enough we have decreed Achomates shall quake beneath the stroke of our fierce anger Isaack speed away to Selymus he shall confront the slave the best of two so bad go stay yet go 't is hard when we beg succour of a foe Begg stay again first will I drop before the sword of proud Achomates goe tell him upon his low submission we will daigne to make him Champion to his Soveraigne Exit Isaack Enter Corcutus to his Father My deare Corcutus welcome Corcu. Royall Father Kneeles Baja. Arise thou onely solace of mine age it was a night of harmlesse innocence of peace and rest in which kinde nature laid thee in thy mothers womb Right vertuous boy how hast thou liv'd untainted with the breath of that infectious vice Rebellion Corcut. Right noble Father 't is a faithful rule in moral rites that who desires a good and most suspects his right to it is bold and turbulent and eager in pursuit whereas the man to whom this good is due rests happily contented till time fit Crown him in the possession of his wish Baja. Well moraliz'd I understand thee Boy my grant shall melt thy prayers in ful joy Exeunt Actus 5. Scena 3. Enter Selymus and Souldiers Sely. Once more in hope to gain and fear to lose a Crown and Kingdom we have march'd thus neare the seat of a dread Emperor to try the chance of war or resolutely die Feare no crosse blow for with this hand I move the wheele of Fate and each successe shall run even with our pleasures till our hopes are spun up to their ful perfection this dayes light that looks so chearfully shall see as bright as it my crown and glory Makes a stand As they march on enter Isaack Bassa

make him know those will not flie in war which may in policie intreat a peace Hast thy course time and soon reduce the year Lucan Infestique obvia Signis Signa pares aquilas pila minantia pilis Ensignes may Ensignes meet Carmania's King great Aladin scorns to avoyd a Turk Princes and Neighbours muster up your strength that we may meet him on his full Cariere and let it be Carmanian's pride to say to o'recome him we ask no second day Scena 2. Actus 4. Enter Amurath at one door with Nobles Bajazet Enter at th' other Hatum richly attended they meet salute in dumb shews Amurath joynes the hands of the Prince and Princesse whilst this is solemnizing is sung to soft Musick this Song following SONG Thine O Hymen thine is she Whose Beauties verse Calliope Sing to Marriage ties an Io Io to Hymen Chorus To thee Apollo is my sute Lend me a while thy silver Lute O what a woe it is to bring A Bride to Bed and never sing Io to Hymen Ambo When she 's old still seemes she yong When she 's weake to her be strong Be Cyprus both and Paphos here Love sing with merry cheere Io to Hymen Amur. You Gods of Marriage sacred Protectoress of lawful propagations and blest Love be most propitious to these grafted stemmes drop dewing showers of generation on them Think Son this day so prodigal of blessing as that had Juno taskt thee like Alcides to grapple with Stymphallides or cleanse Augean stables or like the Trojan Boy sit like a Shepheard on Dardanias hills such a reward as this fair Queen repayes O thou hop'd future off-spring spare thy Parent Hurt not this tender womb these Ivory worlds in which a pritty people yet shall live when you are born O be within your limbs the Gransire Amurath and fathers strength line their faces Nature with their mothers dye And let the destinies make the ensuing night in their Eternal Books with notes most white All. Grant it great Mahomet Hat Most awful father and my honored Prince although it be enacted by the heavens that in these bonds of marriage such curse attends on Princes above private men that no affection nor home-nourisht Love but state and policy must elect their wives which must be fetcht from Countries far remot yet the protecting Powers have such a care both of their off-springs and their Kingdoms state That to what they ordain they work in us a suddain willingnesse to make 's obey for in this brest I do already feel that there 's a kindling a Diviner heat which disobedience never shall extinguish And if there be any felicity from these united Loves to be derived from the weak sex unto the husbands soul then may my Lord make his affection sure to be repaid with an untainted Love With soft and yeilding courtesie in all he shall command my willing arms shall still be ope t' enfold within a wives embrace if any comfort else there be in store which modesty keeps silent to it self cause only husbands and the night must know 't my Loyalty shall ever all perform and though my Lord should frown I le be the same green wood will burn with a continued flame Baja. Princesse our ardour is already fired yet with no violent temerity such as might feare it's short and soon decaying thy vertue seems so to exceed thy Sex and wisdome so far to out-pace thy yeares that surely Princess soon maturity argues in them hidden Divinity Expected Hymen here hath bound our hands and hearts with everlasting ligaments Fortunate both we are and have one blisse the want of which for ever doth infect with anxious cares the sweets of marriage beds our parents benediction and consent they are the truest Hymens and should be to children the best marriage Deity Thus then attended with such sacred charmes our last day of content shall never come till we must part by th' unresisted doome with a pleas'd error we will age beguile all stars on us an equal yoke must smile Amu. Now Lords who 'le dance a Turkish measure Ladies our nerves are shrunk and you now fix the sign of age on me you who have blood still flowing in your veines be nimble as an Hart Caper t' the Sphaeres O you are light that want the weight of years Musick Here Amurath ascends his Throne the rest set down to dance Bajazet with Hatum c. the end of the dance all kneel Amur. begins an health a flourish with Cornets Amu. And health to our Bride and her father O Nobles would this wine were Christians blood but that it would Phrenetique humours breed and so infect our braines with Superstition Enter Eurenoses with six Christian Maidens richly attyred their Haire hanging loose in their hands Cups of Gold with Jewels c. Eure. Auspicious fortunes to great Amurath to ope more springs to this full-tide of joy know potent Emperor I from Europe bring six daughters of six several Kings whose Cities we have equall'd to the ground and of their Palaces did torches make to light their souls through the black cave of death Am. Describe good Captain how the dogs were wearied Eure. So weary were they to indure our swords that by impetuous mutiny themselves turn'd on each other slew their Masters Childrens own hands tore out their fathers throats and each one strove who should be slaughtered first Here did a brother pash out a brothers braines some in stinking Quagmires and deep Lakes which they had made t' avoide their excrements ran quick and in the lake lay buryed Am. Good Executioner of our most just wrath Eur. Nor did it leave till death it self was wearie murder grew faint and each succeeding day shew'd us the slaughter of the day before ' Mongst carcasses and funerals we stood denying those that liv'd such Ceremonies as in their Temples to the Indian gods with prayers and vowes they daily offred Nor destiny nor cruelty ere left till they had nothing for to work upon for of so many souls that breath'd of late these six are all remain which as a Pledge of my best service to your Majesty I here am bold to yeild an offer Amu. Nor shall this present be unrecompenced for thy true service on thee I le bestow all the rich gifts which all these Asian Lords brought to adorn these happy Nuptials on you faire Bride great Princesse and our Daughter do we bestow these Virgins daughters to Kings for your attendance Hat We are two much bound unto our Princely Father Amu. No Daughter no we hope thou art the spring from whence shall flow to all the world a King Captaines and Lords to morrow we must meet to think of our rebellious son in Law Be this time all for comfort and delight short wedding dayes make it seem long to night Exeunt omnes Scena 3. Actus 4. Enter Lazartis and Cobelitz bringing the dead body of Sasmenos Laz. Here set we down our miserable load O Cobelitz with whom

and borrowed luster then descend rankt with the vulgar heads first let me feel the Titian vultur or Ixions wheel and the worst torture hell it selfe can bring to scourge my soul ô let me die a King But stay I must bethink me at what rate I purchase these fair trappings ha the curse of him that got mee start my danted spirits shall I usurp a throne and sit above my father whilst the gaping pit of hell with wide stretcht jawes yawnes for my fall O I am struck with horror and the slaves of Stix already sting my wounded soul Cher. Will you fair Prince reject all future hopes of just succession and afflict your Sire by your unjust detainment of his Crown Corcu. I am distracted and me thinks I burn under these robes of State a boyling heat runs from them through my veins Joves hardy son when he bewrapt himselfe in Nessus shirt felt not more bitter agonies then I cloath'd in the trappings of my majesty I am resolv'd Bassaes go meet our father allure him home with this I am begun to be no King but a repentant son Exeunt Mesithes and Cherseogles Pallas I aske thy pardon I have straied A gracelesse trewant from thy happy schooles Whither I le now returne there 's not a ranke Place or degree can sort us out true blisse Without thy temple there my dwelling is Amongst the sacred monuments of wit Which Classique authors carefully have writ For our instruction I will wast my time So to wash out the spots of this sad crime Court honours and you shadows of true joy That shine like starres till but a greater light Drowne your weake luster I adjure your sight Even from my meditations and my thoughts I banish your entising vanities And closely kept within my studie walls As from a cave of rest henceforth I le see And smile but never taste your misery I but as yet am floating on the waves Of stormy danger nor am sure to scape The violent blast of angry Bajazet Blow faire my hopes and when I touch the shore I le venture forth on this rough surge no more Enter Bajazet Cherseogles Achmetes Isaack Mesithes Mustapha Mahomet Achomates Selymus Trizham Mahomet Zem●s disguised See where he comes oh how my guilty blood Starts to my face and proves my cause not good Our dutie to our father kneeles Baja. Ours to the Emperor kneeles Cor. Why kneels great Bajazet I am thy son Thy slave and if thy wrath but frowne undone VVhy kneeles great Bajazet heavens hide thy face From these proposterous doings Ba. What not asham'd To circle in thybrow with that bright crown Yet blush to see me kneel though filiall rites And morall precepts say the son must bend Before the Father yet your high degree and power bids you rise commands my knee Corc. These ornaments be thine Here Bajazet I Crowne thee Monarch of the spacious West Asia and Affrica if ought be mine greater then these I here proclaim it thine Omnes Live Bajazet our mighty Prince live rule and flourish Baja. Is this your zeale is it Did every voice breath out a willing suffrage I am crowned my joyes are fully perfect and I feele my lightned spirits caper in my brest Rise thou starre-bright mirrour of thine age To Corcutus kneeling by thee our iron daies prove full as good as when old Saturne thundred in the clouds Be an example to succeeding times how sons should use their Parents and I vow when I shall faile this honour to thy brow Attend us Bassaes I le lead on to joy never was Father blest with such a boy Exeunt omnes manet Corcutus Corcu. Freed from a princely burthen I possess A Kingly liberty and am no lesse Princely observance waite on him on me thoughts undisturb'd I shall then happy be Exit Actus 1. Scena 5. Enter Zemes the brother of Bajazet alone Zemes. Scarce had I set my foot within these walls in expectation of a solemne hearse due to the wandring Ghost of Mahomet but lowd alarmus of abundant joy ring in mine eares and every servile groome Congratulates the coronation A showt within of Bajazet harke how they roare it out A cold disturbance like a gelid frost settles my blood withinme and I hate his cheerefull triumphs more then mine owne fate 'T is true indeed I prov'd not the first fruites an elder off-spring of my Fathers breed yet was it so that Bajazet and I both tumbled in one wombe perhaps the Queene of womens labours doted at our birth and sent him first abroad or else I slept and he before me stole into the world must I then lose my glory and be hurld A slave beneath his feet no I must be An Emperor as full as great as he Exit Actus 1. Scena 6. Enter Isaack alone Isa Divorc'd my Daughter fond and insolent man I le crush thee into nothing if I can endure the noise of my disgrace I know how to return it I am a flame of fire a chafing heat distempers all my blood Achmetes thou must cool it when thy limbs are emptied of that moysture they sucke in and thy stain'd blood inchanted from thy veins then shall I be appeased meane while I live thy mortall foe But stay let me contain mine anger undiscover'd Friend how is' t Enter Mesithes Mesi Know you not Isaack Isa What Mes The flight of Zemes hence to Armenia Isa Of Zemes Mes Yes he walkt about the City disguis'd and unseen till his escape Isa 'T is strange and full of fear Mes We meet him frequent in the vulgar mouth Isa Zemes is valiant and Armenia strong here 's Bajazet he must beware the wrong Enter Bajazet Ba. What is' t thou murmurest Bajazet wrongd something it is thou knowest concerning us Take thee faire leave and speak it Isa Yes I know matters of weight such as concern thy life Baja. Such as concern my life Speak out thy tale we are so flesht in joy bad news proves strange and touch my sense too harshly Isa But you must hear Your brother Zemes when swift winged Fame told him your father Mahomet was dead flew quickly hither first to celebrate his funeral pomp then to assume his State his Crown and Scepter which he rightly knew unto your hand and head both to be due But when applausive joy and peales of mirth sounded loud Musick in his troubled eares of you enthron'd then he began too late to brawl at heaven and wrangle with his Fate So he went hence and cryed revenge be mine quake thou great City of proud Constantine at my fierce anger when I next return with clouds of misty powder I shall choak thy breath and dul thy beauty with it's smoak Thus posted he hence to Armenias King there to implore his ayde which he will bring to front thy power nor doth he yet despair to dispossess and fright thee from thy chair Baja. First from my body shall he fright my soul and push me into dust Isaack

Cherseogles Mesith Ha! we are sweetly plung'd if cold despaire benumme his youthfull courage and he faint Mustaph Would I were fairely rid of all these cares Isaack Dejected Cowards are you not asham'd thus to give up the goale of dignity to heartlesse feare Here comes the Messenger What newes from Selymus Messen Even nothing certaine ambiguously he promis'd to be here as soone as I. Mesith I' st even so Musta We are quite dash't undone Isa Lift up your downe-cast spirits Who comes here Enter Selymus Mesith Who Selymus Musta Where sweete Isaack doe not tell him that we were sending forth faith's latest breath Isaac Enough I will not Happy Selymus Bassaes Long live great Selymus Sely. We thanke you friends Your care hath fostered up our infant hopes beyond the pitch of expectation We heare that Bajazet is going now from hence to Constantinople my men lie closely ambusht in the middle way close by a ruinous city there expect a sudden on-set but till then farewell When we meete next our ensignes wav'd on high shall shine like Meteors blazing in the skie Exit Isaac Fortunes best care goe with thee Mesith Brave boy y'faith Musta I shall adore him whilest I breath for this Isaac Againe in heart Let 's follow Bajazet come lads away the sunne of all his glory sets this day Exeunt Enter Selymus with souldiers Selym. Come on the honored youth of Tartary my brothers and joynt sharers of my woe draw forth the weapons of inflam'd revenge against this horrid monsters Tyranny I seeme like Romes great Caesar when opprest with Pompeys grating malice he led forth his noble French-men through the snowy Alpes I have my Curio Isaack in the Court and Cherseogles like grim Catoes ghost soothes the rough humour of fierce Bajazet These mens examples were we faint and loath would set sharpe spurs unto our slow pac'd wrath and whet our dull-edg'd anger but I see in your smooth brow perfect alacrity We stand to thwart the passage of a fiend through whose wide yawning throat hath coasted downe the blood of Princes in continuall streames ha's fed and pamper'd up his appetite with the abhorr'd destruction of his owne and glutted on the blood of innocents Stood wee like marble statues in his way and had no use of policy and wit our Irefull Prophet Mahomet would send sense life and valour through our stony joynts that we might ruinate this gastly bore made by some hellish fury to confound the order of this wondred Universe I le grapple with the monster hee 's at hand If you stand firme the Common Wealth may bee a slave to Bajazet but I le live free Enter Bajazet Cherseogles Isaack Mesithes Mustapha Baja. No Drumme nor Trumpet hath disturb'd the ayre within the reach of mine attention Isaac And I admire it 't were a miracle if that ambitious boy intend no harme Omnes What noyse is that A confused noyse of exclamation within arme arme arme Soldiers Helpe Bajazet the vauntgard 's almost slaine the Tartars lay in ambush Baja. What so neere Set up our standard I le give battell here hang out defiance scorne and proud contempt write in the blood-red colours of your plumes summon our Army Enter a drum from these skirmishes speake out the traitors doome in thine alarmes Thought he to daunt our courage Drum sounds Enter souldiers severally dropping in sweating as from fight Valiant souldiers when I behold the manner of this warre when treason copes with awfull Majesty a gracelesse sonne with his owne aged Sire me thinks to bid you fight were full as vaine as to bid heavy clouds fall downe in raine but when I view the Chaos of the field and wild confusion striking valour dead I cald you not as Captaines doe to boyes to read a lecture of encouragement but that your ancient vertue may be showne in this my last defence I wish to dye reveng'd that death sorts best with Majesty Drums sounding A confused noyse with clashing of armour Excurrunt Bajazet and Selymus Baja. Selymus Selym. Bajazet Baja. Jove lend me but a minutes patience Unnaturall sonne Selymus Uncharitable Father Baja. Father My sword shall hew that title off and cut in twaine kindreds continued line by which thou canst derive thy blood from mine Abortive monster thou first breath of sin we had but slender shadows of offence till thou creptst forth to the offended light the very masse and stocke of villanie Crimes in all others are but thy influence Nature ha's planted viprous crueltie In thy darke brest the scandall of her workes her error and extract perfection of vices the first well-head of bad things from whence the world of ills draw their weake springs Sel. Then heare me speake too you have bin to me no Father but a sowre Pedanticke wretch one that with frosty precepts striv'd to kill the flaming heate of my ambitious youth as vainely as to strangle fire with straw you sit so dayly hovering on your Throne as if youl 'd hatch new Monarchies to feed the hungry gulfe of your unbridled pride Y 'ave surfeited on titles y 'ave ingrost honor you are the moth of eminence and liberall fortunes answered your desires You had deflow'rd th' infinitie of Crownes With your adulterate ambition Y' are Soveraignties horse-leach and have spild the blood of State to have your owne veines fild Baja. Hold hold thy venom'd tongue if there be hid more of this kind un-uttred I le rip up thy full fraught bosome and to save mine eare mine eyes shall overview what I 'le not heare Darst thou fight Traitor Selym. Dare I be call'd a King Dare I unsheath my sword or gather might If I dare ought of these I dare to fight Baja. Guard thee I 'de not omit the sweete desire and pleasure of revenge were heaven my hyre They fight Selymus is beaten off Bajazet pursues reenters at another doore The slave has scap't the power of my wrath midst the dissever'd troups of scattered foes I lost him in a smoky cloud of dust so thicke as if the tender Queene of Love had wrapt her brat Aeneas from my sight Enter Isaack Mesithes Mustapha Isaak Joy to my Liege of his last victory Mesith The bold Tartarians flew like fearefull Harts before the hunters rage Baja. So let them fly heaven raine downe vengeance on their cursed heads it is our honour that the frighted slaves owe their lives deerest safeties to their heeles Enter a Dwarfe How now whence come you Dwar. From yonder hay-ricke Sir Baja. Didst thou see Selymus when he fled the field Dwar. No indeed I was two farre crept in Baja. O you are brave attendants Let 's forward in our journey these affaires Achomates must know his golden wish the people have delayd perhaps hee le frowne and trample filiall duty under feete as this hath done but let them storme their fill Vertue 's not shipwrackt in a sea of ill Actus 5. Scena 1. Enter Achomates alone with a bloody sword in his