the souldier and let him eat Mess. He 's at it Sir Car. Away then when he has done let 's march Come fear not Lady this day the Roman gains no more ground here but what his body lies in Bond. Now I am confident Exeunt Recorders Scaena Secunda Enter Junius Curius Decius Dec. We dare not hazzard it beside our lives it forfeits all our understandings Jun. Gentlemen Can ye forsake me in so just a service a service for the Common-wealth for honour Read but the Letter you may love too Dec. Read it if there be any safety in the circumstance or likelihood 't is love we will not faile ye Read it good Curius Cur. Willingly Jun. Now mark it Cur. reads Health to thy heart my honourd Junius and all thy love requited I am thine thine everlastingly thy love has won me and let it breed no doubt our new acquaintance compels this 't is the gods decree to blesse us The times are dangerous to meet yet fail not by all the love thou bear'st me I conjure thee without distrust of danger to come to me for I have purpos'd a delivery both of my self and fortune this blest day into thy hands if thou thinkst good to shew thee how infinite my love is even my Mother shall be thy prisoner the day yours without hazzard for I beheld your danger like a Lover a just affecter of thy faith Thy goodnesse I know will use us nobly and our marriage if not redeem yet lessen Romes Ambition I am weary of these miseries Use my Mother if you intend to take her with all honour and let this disobedience to my parents be laid on love not me Bring with thee Junius spirits resolv'd to fetch me off the noblest forty will serve the turn just at the joyning of both the Battels we will be weakly guarded and for a guide within this hour shall reach thee a faithfull friend of mine the gods my Junius keep thee and me to serve thee Young Bonvica Cur. This letter carries much belief and most objections answer'd we must have doubted Dec. Is that fellow come to ye for a guide yet Jun. Yes Dec. And examin'd Jun. Far more then that he has felt tortures yet he vows he knows no more then this truth Dec. Strange Cur. If she mean what she writes as 't may be probable 't will be the happiest vantage we can lean to Jun. I 'll pawn my soul she means truth Dec. Think an hour more then if your confidence grow stronger on ye we 'll set in with ye Jun. Nobly done I thank ye ye know the time Cur. We will be either ready to give ye present counsell or joyne with ye Enter Swetonius Petillius and Demetrius Macer Jun. No more as ye are Gentlemen The Generall Swet. Draw out a pace the enemy waits for us Are ye all ready Jun. All our Troops attend Sir Swet. I am glad to hear you say so Junius I hope ye are dispossest Jun. I hope so too Sir Swet. Continue so And Gentlemen to you now To bid you fight is needlesse ye are Romans the name will fight it self To tell ye who you go to fight against his power and nature but losse of time ye know it know it poor and oft have made it so To tell ye further his Bodie showes more dreadfull then it has done to him that fears lesse possible to deal with is but to stick more honour on your Actions load ye with vertuous names and to your memories tie never dying time and fortune constant Go on in full assurance draw your swords as daring and as confident as Justice the gods of Rome fight for ye loud Fame calls ye pitch'd on the toplesse Perinine and blows to all the under world all Nations the seas and unfrequented deserts where the snow dwels wakens the ruin'd monuments and there where nothing but eternall death and sleep is informs again the dead bones With your vertues go on I say valiant and wise rule heaven and all the great aspects attend 'em Do but blow upon this Enemy who but that we want foes cannot deserve that name and like a myst a lazie fog before your burning valours you 'll finde him flie to nothing This is all We have swords and are the sons of ancient Romans heirs to their endlesse valours fight and conquer De. Dem. 'T is done Petill. That man that loves not this day and hugs not in his arms the noble danger may he die famelesse and forgot Swet. Sufficient up to your Troops and let your drums beat thunder march close and sudden like a tempest all executions March done without sparkling of the Body keep your phalanx sure lin'd and piec'd together your pikes forward and so march like a moving Fort ere this day run we shal have ground to add to Rome wel won Exeunt Scaena tertia Enter Caratach and Nennius Nen. The Roman is advanc'd from yound hils brow we may behold him Caratach A March Drums within at one place afar off Car. Let 's thither I see the dust flie Now I see the Body observe 'em Nennius by a handsome Body and of a few strongly and wisely joynted Swetonius is a Souldier Nen. As I take it that 's hee that gallops by the Regiments viewing their preparations Car. Very likely he shews no lesse then Generall see how bravely the Body moves and in the head how proudly the Captains stick like plumes hee comes apace on good Nennius go and bid my stout Leutenant bring on the first square Bodie to oppose 'em and as he charges open to enclose 'em the Queen move next with hers and wheel about to gain their backs in which I 'll lead the Vantguard We shall have bloody crowns this day I see by 't Haste thee good Nennius I 'll follow instantly Exit Nennius How close they march as if they grew together March no place but lin'd alike sure from oppression they will not change this figure we must charge 'em and charge 'em home at both ends Van and Rere Drums in another place afar off they never totter else I hear our Musick and must attend it Hold good sword but this day and bite hard where I hound thee and hereafter I 'll make a relique of thee for young Souldiers to come like Pilgrimes to and kisse for Conquests Exit Scaena quarta Enter Junius Curius and Decius Jun. Now is the time the fellow stayes Dec. What think yee Cur. I think 't is true Jun. Alas if 't were a question if any doubt or hazzard fell into 't do ye think mine own discretion so self-blinde my care of you so naked to run headlong Dec. Let 's take Petillius with us Jun. By no means hee 's never wise but to himself nor courteous but where the end 's his own we are strong enough if not too many Behind yonder hill the fellow tels me she attends weak guarded her Mother and her Sister Cur. I would venture Jun. Wee shall not
of In stature you are a Giantesse and your Tailour Takes measure of you with a Iacobs staffe Or he can never reach you this by the way For your large size Now in a word or two To treat of your Complexion were decorum You are so far from faire I doubt your Mother Was too familliar with the Moore that serv'd her Your Limbes and Features I passe breifely over As things not worth description and come roundly To your soule if you have any for 't is doubtfull Viol. I laugh at this proceed Iam. This Soule I speake of Or rather salt to keepe this heape of flesh From being a walking stench like a large Inne Stands open for the entertainement of All impious practises but ther 's no Corner An honest thought can take up and as it were not Sufficient in your self to comprehend All wicked plots you have taught the Foole my Brother By your contagion almost to put off The nature of the man and turn'd him Devill Because he should be like you and I hope Will march to hell together I have spoken And if the limming you in your true Colours Can make the Painter gracious I stand readie For my reward or if my words distaste you I weigh it not for though your Groomes were ready To cut my throat for 't be assur'd I cannot Use other Language Viol. You thinke you have said now Like a brave fellow in this Womans War You ever have bin train'd spoke big but suffer'd Like a tame Asse and when most spur'd and gall'd Were never Master of the Spleene or Spirit That could raise up the anger of a man And force it into action Iam. Yes vile Creature Wer 't thou a subject worthy of my Sword Or that thy death this moment could call home My banish'd hopes thou now wer 't dead dead woman But being as thou art it is sufficient I scorne thee and contemne thee Viol. This shewes nobly I must confesse it I am taken with it For had you kneeld and whind and shew'd a base And low deiected mind I had despis'd you This Bravery in your adverse fortune conquers And do's command me and upon the sudaine I feele a kind of pittie growing in me For your misfortunes pittie some sayes the Parent Of future love and I repent my part So far in what you have suffered that I could But you are cold doe something to repaire What your base Brother such Iami I thinke him Hath brought to ruine Iam. Ha Viol. Be not amaz'd Our injuries are equall in his Bastard You are familliar with what I grone for And though the name of Husband holds a tye Beyond a Brother I a poore weake Woman Am sensible and tender of a wrong And to revenge it would break through all letts That durst oppose me Iam. Is it possible Viol. By this kisse start not thus much as a stranger You may take from me But if you were pleas'd I should select you as a bosome Friend I would print 'em thus and thus Iam. Keepe off Viol. Come neare Neere into the Cabinet of my Counsailes Simplicity and patience dwell with Fooles And let them beare those burthens which wise men Boldly shake off Be mine and ioyne with me And when that I have rais'd you to a fortune Doe not deny your selfe the happie meanes You 'l looke on me with more iudicious eies And sweare I am most faire Iam. What would this Woman The purpose of these words speake not in ridles And when I understand what you would counsell My answer shall be suddaine Viol. Thus then Iami The objects of our fury are the same For young Ascanio whom you snake like hug'd Frozen with wants to death in your warme bosome Lives to supplant you in your certaine hopes And kills in me all comfort Iam. Now 't is plaine I apprehend you and were he remov'd Viol. You once againe were the undoubted heire Iam. 'T is not to be denyed I was ice before But now ye have fir'd me Viol. I 'l add fuell to it And by a nearer cut doe you but steere As I direct you bring our Bark into The Port of happines Iam. How Viol. By Henriques death But you 'l say hee 's your Brother in great fortunes Which are epitomes of States Kingdomes Dishes covered with papers in each ready The politicke brooke no Rivalls Iam. Excellent For sure I thinke out of a scrupulous feare To feed in expectation when I may Dispensing but a little with my conscience Come into full possession would not argue One that desir'd to thrive Viol. Now you speake like A man that knowes the World Jam. I needs must learne That have so good a Tutresse And what thinke you Don Henrique and Ascanio cut off That none may live that shall desire to trace us In our black pathes if that Octavio His foster Father and the sad Iacinta Faith pittie her and free her from her Sorrowes Should fall Companions with 'em When we are red With murther let us often bath in blood The collour will be scarlet Viol. And that 's glorious And will protect the fact Jam. Suppose this don If undiscovered we may get for money As that you know buyes any thing in Rome A dispensation Viol. And be married Jam. True Or if it be knowne trusse up our Gold and Jewells And fly to some free State and there with scorne Viol. Laugh at the lawes of Spaine 'T were admirable Iam. We shall beget rare Children I am rap'd with The meere imagination Viol. Shall it be don Iam. Shall t is too tedious furnish me with meanes To hire the instruments and to your self Say it is done already I will shew you Ere the Sun set how much you have wrought upon me Your province is onely to use some meanes To send my Brother to the Grove that 's neighbour To the west Port of th' Citie leave the rest To my owne practise I have talk'd too long But now will doe this kisse with my Confession To worke a fell revenge A mans a foole If not instructed in a Womans Schoole Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Bartolus Algazeirs and a Paratour The Table set out and stooles Bar. You are well enough disguiz'd furnish the Table Make no shew what ye are till I discover Not a soule knowes ye here be quick and dilligent These youthes I have invited to a Breakefast But what the Sawce will be I am of opinion I shall take off the edges of their Appetites And greaze their gums for eating hartily This month or two they have plaid their prizes with me And with their severall flurts they have lighted dangerously But sure I shall be quit I heare 'em comming Goe off and wait the bringing in your service And doe it handsomely you know where to have it Enter Millanes Arsenio Lopez Diego Wellcome i'Faith Ars. That 's well said honest Lawyer Lop. Said like a Neighbour Bar. Wellcome all all over And let 's be merry Mil. To that end we
the drunkenest slaves Dec. confound your Rogueships I 'll call the Generall and have ye hang'd all Jud. Pray who will you command then Dec. For you sirha that are the ring-leader to these devises whose maw is never cramm'd I 'll have an engine Jud. A wench sweet Captain Dec. Sweet Judas even the Forks where ye shall have two Lictors with two whips hammer your hide Jud. Captain good words fair words sweet words good Captain if you like not us farewell we have imployment Dec. Where hast thou been Jud. There where you dare not be with all your valour Dec. Where 's that Jud. With the best good-fellow living 1 Soul The king of all good-fellows Dec. Who 's that Jud. Caratach Shake now and say wee have done something worthie mark me with Caratach By this Caratach Do you asmuch now and you dare sweet Caratach Ye talk of a good fellow of true drinking wel go thy waies old Caratach besides the drink Captain the bravest running banquet of black puddings peeces of glorious beef Dec. How scapt ye hanging Jud. Hanging 's a dogs death we are Gentlemen and I say still Old Caratach Dec. Belike then you are turn'd Rebels all Jud. We are Roman boyes all and boyes of mettle I must doe that Captain this day this very day Dec. Away ye Rascal Jud. Fair words I say again Dec. What must you doe Sir Jud. I must do that my heart-strings yern to do but my word 's past Dec. What is it Jud. Why kill Caratach that 's all he ask'd us for our entertainment Dec. More then you 'll pay Iud. Would I had sold my self unto the skin I had not promis'd it for such another Caratach Dec. Come Fool have ye done your Country service Iud. I have brought that to Captain Iunius Dec. How Iud. I think will doe all I cannot tell I think so Dec. How to Iunius I 'll more enquire of this You 'll fight now Iud. Promise take heed of promise Captain Dec. Away and rank then Iud. But heark ye Captain there is wine distributing I would fain know what share I have Dec. Be gone ye have too much Iud. Captain no wine no fighting there 's one call'd Caratach that has wine Dec. Well Sir if you 'll be rul'd now and doe well Iud. Doe excellent Dec. Ye shall have wine or any thing goe file I 'll see ye have your share drag out your dormise and stow 'em somwhere where they may sleep handsomly they 'l hear a hunt 's up shortly Iud. Now I love thee but no more Forks nor Whips Dec. Deserve 'em not then up with your men I 'll meet ye presently and get 'em sober quickly Iud. Arm arm Bullyes all 's right again and straight and which is more more wine more wine Awake ye men of Memphis be sober and discreet we have much to do boyes Exeunt Actus Tertius Scaena Prima Enter a Messenger Mess. Prepare there for the Sacrifice the Queen comes Musick Enter in Solemnity the Druids singing the second Daughter strewing flowers then Bonduca Caratach Nennius and others Bond. Ye powerfull gods of Britain hear our prayers hear us you great Revengers and this day take pitie from our swords doubt from our valours double the sad remembrance of our wrongs in every brest the vengeance due to those make infinite and endlesse on our pikes this day pale terror sit horrors and ruines upon our executions claps of thunder hang on our armed carts and 'fore our Troops despair and death shame beyond these attend 'em Rise from the dust ye relicks of the dead whose noble deeds our holy Druids sing oh rise ye valiant bones let not base earth oppresse your honours whilest the pride of Rome treads on your Stocks and wipes out all your stories Nen. Thou great Tiranes whom our sacred Priests armed with dreadfull thunder place on high above the rest of the immortall gods send thy consuming fires and deadly bolts and shoot 'em home stick in each Roman heart a fear fit for confusion blast their spirits dwell in 'em to destruction thorow their Phalanx strike as thou strik'st a proud tree shake their Bodies make their strengths totter and their toplesse fortunes unroot and reel to ruine 1. Daugh. O thou god thou feared god if ever to thy justice insulting wrongs and ravishments of women women deriv'd from thee their shames the suffrings of those that daily fill'd thy Sacrifice with virgin incense have accesse now hear me now snatch thy thunder up now on these Romans despisers of thy power of us defacers revenge thy self take to thy killing anger to make thy great work full thy justice spoken an utter rooting from this blessed Isle of what Rome is or has been Bon. Give more incense the gods are deafe and drowsie no happy flame rises to raise our thoughts Pour on 2. Daugh. See heaven and all you pow'rs that guide us see and shame we kneel so long for pitie over your Altars since 't is no light oblation that you look for no incense offring will I hang mine eyes and as I wear these stones with hourly weeping so will I melt your pow'rs into compassion This tear for Prosutagus my brave Father ye gods now think on Rome this for my Mother and all her miseries yet see and save us but now ye must be open ey'd See heaven O see thy showrs stoln from thee our dishonours A smoak from the Altar O sister our dishonours can ye be gods and these sins smother'd Bon. The fire takes Car. It does so but no flame rises Cease your fretful prayers your whinings and your tame petitions the gods love courage arm'd with confidence and prayers fit to pull them down weak tears and troubled hearts the dull twins of cold spirits they sit and smile at Hear how I salute 'em Divine Audate thou who hold'st the reins of furious Battels and disordred War and proudly roll'st thy swarty chariot wheels over the heaps of wounds and carcasses sailing through seas of bloud thou sure-steel'd sternnesse give us this day good hearts good enemies good blowes o' both sides wounds that fear or flight can claim no share in steel us both with angers and warlike executions fit thy viewing let Rome put on her best strength and thy Britain thy little Britain but as great in fortune meet her as strong as shee as proud as daring and then look on thou red ey'd god who does best reward with honour who despair makes flie unarme for ever and brand with infamie Grant this divine Audate 't is but Justice and my first blow thus on thy holy Altar A flame arises I sacrifise unto thee Bon. It flames out Musick Car. Now sing ye Druides Song Bon. 'T is out again Car. H 'as given us leave to fight yet we ask no more the rest hangs in our resolutions tempt him no more Bon. I would know further Cosen Car. His hidden meaning dwels in our endeavours our valours are our best gods Cheer
the Ephemerides to finde When the Aspect for Poets will be kinde Thy Poems sacred Spring did from thee flow With as much pleasure as we reade them now Nor neede we only take them up by fits When love or Physicke hath diseas'd our Wits Or constr'e English to untye a knot Hid in a line farre subtler then the Plot With Thee the Page may close his Ladies eyes And yet with thee the serious Student Rise The Eye at sev'rall angles darting rayes Makes and then sees new Colours so thy Playes To ev'ry vnderstanding still appeare As if thou only meant'st to take that Eare The Phrase so terse and free of a just Poise Where ev'ry word ha's weight and yet no Noise The matter too so nobly fit no lesse Then such as onely could deserve thy Dresse Witnesse thy Comedies Pieces of such worth All Ages shall still like but ne're bring forth Other in season last scarce so long time As cost the Poet but to make the Rime Where if a Lord a new way do's but spit Or change his shrugge this antiquates the Wit That thou didst live before nothing would tell Posterity could they but write so well Thy Cath'lick Fancy will acceptance finde Not whilst an humour 's living bvt Man-kinde Thou like thy Writings Innocent and Cleane Ne're practis'd a new Vice to make one Sceane None of thy Inke had gall and Ladies can Securely heare thee sport without a Fanne But when Thy Tragicke Muse would please to rise In Majestie and call Tribute from our Eyes Like Scenes we shifted Passions and that so Who only came to see turn'd Actors too How didst thou sway the Theatre make us feele The Players wounds were true and their swords steele Nay stranger yet how often did I know When the Spectators ran to save the blow Frozen with griefe we could not stir away Vntill the Epilogue told us 't was a Play What shall I doe all Commendations end In saying only thou wert BEAUMONTS Friend Give me thy spirit quickely for I swell And like a raveing Prophetesse cannot tell How to receive thy Genius in my breast Oh! I must sleepe and then I 'le sing the rest T. Palmer of Ch. Ch. Oxon. Upon the unparalelld Playes written by those Renowned Twinnes of Poetry BEAUMONT FLETCHER WHat 's here another Library of prayse Met in a Troupe t' advance contemned Playes And bring exploded Witt againe in fashion I can't but wonder at this Reformation My skipping soule surfets with so much good To see my hopes into fruition budd A happy Chimistry blest viper joy That through thy mothers bowels gnawst thy way Witts flock in sholes and clubb to re-erect In spight of Ignorance the Architect Of Occidentall Poesye and turne Godds to recall witts ashes from their urne Like huge Collosses they 've together mett Their shoulders to support a world of Witt The tale of Atlas though of truth it misse We plainely read Mythologiz'd in this Orpheus and Amphion whose undying stories Made Athens famous are but Allegories T is Poetry has pow'r to civilize Men worse then stones more blockish then the Trees I cannot chuse but thinke now things so fall That witt is past its Climactericall And though the Muses have beene dead and gone I know they 'll finde a Resurrection T is vaine to prayse they 're to themselves a glory And silence is our sweetest Oratory For he that names but FLETCHER must needs be Found guilty of a loud hyperbole His fancy so transcendently aspires He showes himselfe a witt who but admires Here are no volumes stuft with cheverle sence The very Anagrams of Eloquence Nor long-long-winded sentences that be Being rightly spelld but Witts Stenographie Nor words as voyd of Reason as of Rithme Only caesura'd to spin out the time But heer 's a Magazine of purest sence Cloath'd in the newest Garbe of Eloquence Scaenes that are quick and sprightly in whose veines Bubbles the quintessence of sweet-high straines Lines like their Authours and each word of it Does say t was writ b' a Gemini of Witt How happie is our age how blest our men When such rare soules live themselves o're agen We erre that thinke a Poet dyes for this Shewes that t is but a Metempsychosis BEAUMONT and FLETCHER here at last we see Above the reach of dull mortalitie Or pow'r of fate thus the proverbe hitts That 's so much crost These men live by their witts ALEX. BROME On the Death and workes of Mr JOHN FLETCHER MY name so far from great that t is not knowne Can lend no praise but what thou 'dst blush to own And no rude hand or feeble wit should dare To vex thy Shrine with an unlearned teare I 'de have a State of Wit convok'd which hath A power to take up on common Faith That when the stocke of the whole Kingdome 's spent In but preparatiue to thy Monument The prudent Councell may invent fresh wayes To get new contribution to thy prayse And reare it high and equall to thy Wit Which must give life and Monument to it So when late ESSEX dy'd the Publicke face Wore sorrow in 't and to add mournefull Grace To the sad pomp of his lamented fall The Common wealth serv'd at his Funerall And by a Solemne Order built his Hearse But not like thine built by thy selfe in Verse Where thy advanced Image safely stands Above the reach of Sacrilegious hands Base hands how impotently you disclose Your rage 'gainst Camdens learned ashes whose Defaced Statua and Martyrd booke Like an Antiquitie and Fragment looke Nonnulla desunt's legibly appeare So truly now Camdens Remaines lye there Vaine Malice how he mocks thy rage while breath Of fame shall speake his great Elizabeth 'Gainst time and thee he well provided hath Brittannia is the Tombe and Epitaph Thus Princes honours but Witt only gives A name which to succeeding ages lives Singly we now consult our selves and fame Ambitious to twist ours with thy great name Hence we thus bold to praise For as a Vine With subtle wreath and close embrace doth twine A friendly Elme by whose tall trunke it shoots And gathers growth and moysture from its roots About its armes the thankfull clusters cling Like Bracelets and with purple ammelling The blew-cheek'd grape stuck in its vernant haire Hangs like rich jewells in a beauteous eare So grow our Prayses by thy Witt we doe Borrow support and strength and lend but show And but thy Male wit like the youthfull Sun Strongly begets upon our passion Making our sorrow teeme with Elegie Thou yet unwep'd and yet unprais'd might'st be But th' are imperfect births and such are all Produc'd by causes not univocall The Scapes of Nature Passives being unfit And hence our verse speakes only Mother wit Oh for a fit o' th Father for a Spirit That might but parcell of thy worth inherit For but a sparke of that diviner fire Which thy full breast did animate and inspire That Soules could bee divided thou
And that I may mould any way Arn. You are wide still Rut. You love a gentlewoman a young handsome woman I have lov'd a thousand not so few Arn. You are dispos'd Rut. You hope to marry her 't is a lawfull calling And prettily esteem'd of but take heed then Take heed dear brother of a stranger fortune Then ere you felt yet fortune my foe is a friend to it Arn. 'T is true I love dearly and truly love A noble vertuous and most beauteous maid And am belov'd againe Rut. That 's too much a conscience To love all these would run me out ô my wits Arn. Prethee give eare I am to marry her Rut. Dispatch it then and I 'le goe call the Piper Arn. But ô the wicked Customes of this countrey The barbarous most inhumane damned Custome Rut. 'T is true to marry is a custome In the world for looke you brother Woo'd any man stand plucking for the Ace of Harts With one packe of cards all dayes on 's life Arn. You doe not Or else you purpose not to understand me Rut. Proceed I will give care Arn. They have a Custome In this most beastly countrey out upon 't Rut. Le ts heare it first Arn. That when a maid is contracted And ready for the tye o' th Church the Governour He that commands in chiefe must have her maiden-head Or ransome it for mony at his pleasure Rut. How might a man atchieve that place a rare custome An admirable rare custome and none excepted Arn. None none Rut. The rarer still how could I lay about me In this rare office are they born to it or chosen Arn. Both equall damnable Rut. Me thinks both excellent Would I were the next heire Arn. To this mad fortune Am I now come my marriage is proclaim'd And nothing can redeem me from this mischief Rut. Shee s very young Arn. Yes Rut. And faire I dare proclaime her Else mine eyes faile Arn. Faire as the bud unblasted Rut. I cannot blame him then if 't were mine own case I would not goe an ace lesse Arn. Fye Rutillio Why do you make your brothers misery Your sport and game Rut. There is no pastime like it Arn. I look'd for your advice your timely counsell How to avoid this blow not to be mockt at And my afflictions jeer'd Rut. I tell thee Arnoldo An thou wert my Father as thou art but my brother My younger brother too I must be merry And where there is a wench it can a young wench A handsome wench and sooner a good turne too An I were to be hangd thus must I handle it But you shal see Sir I can change this habit To doe you any service advise what you please And see with what devotion I 'le attend it But yet me thinks I am taken with this custome Ent Charino and Zenocia And could pretend to 'th place Arn. Draw off a little Here comes my Mistris and her Father Rut. IA dainty wench Woo'd might farme his Custome Char. My deare daughter Now to bethink your selfe of new advice Will be too late later this timelesse sorrow No price nor prayers can infringe the fate Your beauty hath cast on you my best Zenocia Be rul'd by me a Fathers care directs yee Looke on the Count looke cheerfully and sweetly What though he have the power to possesse yee To plucke your maiden honour and then slight yee By custome unresistable to enjoy you Yet my sweet childe so much your youth and goodness The beauty of your soule and Saint-like modesty Have wonne upon his wilde minde so much charm'd That all power laid aside what Law allows him Or suddain in fires kindled from those bright eyes He sues to be your servant fairly nobly Forever to be tyed your faithfull Husband Consider my best childe Zeno. I have considered Char. The blessednesse that this breeds too consider Besides your Fathers Honour your own peace The banishment for ever of this custome This base and barbarous use for after once He has found the happinesse of holy marriage And what it is to grow up with one beauty How he will scorne and kicke at such a heritage Left him by lust and lewd progenitors All Virgins too shall blesse your name shall Saint it And like so many Pilgrims goe to your shrine When time has turn'd your beauty into ashes Filld with your pious memory Zeno. Good Father Hide not that bitter pill I loth to swallow In such sweet words Char. The Count 's a handsome Gentleman And having him y' are certaine of a fortune A high and noble fortune to attend you Where if you fling your love upon this stranger This young Arnoldo not knowing from what place Or honourable strain of blood he is sprung you ventur All your owne sweets and my long cares to nothing Nor are you certaine of his faith why may not that Wander as he does every where Zen. No more Sir I must not heare I dare not heare him wrongd thus Vertue is never wounded but I suffer 'T is an ill office in your age a poore one To judge thus weakly and believe your selfe too A weaker to betray your innocent daughter To his intemp'rate rude and wilde embraces She hates as Heaven hates falshood Rut. A good wench She sticks close to you Sir Zeno. His faith uncertaine The noblenesse his vertue springs from doubted De' e doubt t is day now or when your body 's perfect Your stomacks well dispos'd your pulses temperate De' e doubt you are in health I tell you Father One houre of this mans goodnesse this mans Noblenesse Put in the scale against the Counts whole being Forgive his lusts too which are halfe his life He could no more endure to hold weight with him Arnoldoes very looks are faire examples His common and indifferent actions Rules and strong ties of vertue he has my first love To him in sacred vow I have given this body In him my mind inhabits Rut. Good wench still Zen. And till he fling me off as undeserving Which I confesse I am of such a blessing But would be loth to finde it so Arn. O never Never my happy Mistris never never When your poor servant lives but in your favour One foote it 'h grave the other shall not linger What sacrifice of thanks what age of service What danger of more dreadfull looke then death What willing martyrdome to crown me constant May merit such a goodnesse such a sweetnesse A love so Nobly great no power can ruine Most blessed maid goe on the gods that gave this This pure unspotted love the child of Heaven In their own goodnesse must preserve and save it And raise you a reward beyond our recompēce Zen. I aske but you a pure maid to possesse And then they have crownd my wishes If I fall then Goe seek some better love mine will debase you Rut. A pretty innocent foole well Governour Though I think well of your custome could wish my selfe For this night in your
good beleife does well Sir And you Sir cleare the place but leave her here Arn. Your Lordships pleasure Clod. That anon Arnoldo This is but talke Rut Shall we goe off Arn. By any meanes I know she has pious thoughts enough to guard her Besides here 's nothing due to him till the tye be done Nor dare he offer Rut. Now doe I long to worry him Pray have a care to the main chance Ex. Arn. and Rut. Zen. Pray Sir feare not Clod. Now what say you to me Zen. Sir it becomes The modestie that maides are ever borne with To use few words Clod. Doe you see nothing in me Nothing to catch your eyes nothing of wonder The common mould of men come short and want in Doe you read no future fortune for your selfe here And what a happinesse it may be to you To have him honour you all women aime at To have him love you Lady that man love you The best and the most beauteous have run mad for Looke and be wise you have a favour offerd you I doe not euery day propound to women You are a prettie one and though each hower I am glutted with the sacrifice of beautie I may be brought as you may handle it To cast so good a grace and likeing on you You understand come kisse me and be joyfull I giue you leave Zen. Faith Sir t will not shew handsome Our sex his blushing full of feare unskild too In these alarums Clod. Learne then and be perfect Zen. I doe beseech your honour pardon me And take some skilfull one can hold you play I am a foole Clod. I tell thee maide I love thee Let that word make thee happie so farr love thee That though I may enjoy thee without ceremony I will descend so lowe to marry thee Me thinkes I see the race that shall spring from us Some Princes some great Souldiers Zen. I am afraid Your honours couzen'd in this calculation For certaine I shall nere haue a child by you Clod. Why Zen. Because I must not thinke to marry you I dare not Sir the step betwixt your honour And my poore humble State Clod. I will descend to thee And buoye thee up Zen. I 'le sinke to th' Center first Why would your Lordship marry and confine that pleasure You ever have had freely cast upon you Take heed my Lord this marring is a mad matter Lighter a paire of sheckles will hang on you And quieter a quartaine feaver finde you If you wed me I must enjoy you onely Your eyes must be cald home your thoughs in cages To sing to no eares then but mine your hart bound The custome that your youth was euer nurst in Must be forgot I shall forget my duty else And how that will appeare Clod. Wee 'le talke of that more Zen. Besides I tell yee I am naturally As all young women are that shew like handsome Exceeding proud being cōmended monstrous Boy ready for the Songs Of an unquiet temper seldome pleas'd Unlesse it be with infinite observance Which you were never bred to once well angerd As every crosse in us provokes that passion And like a Sea I roule tosse and chase a weeke after And then all mischeife I can think upon Abusing of your bed the least and poorest I tell you what you 'le finde and in these fitts This little beauty you are pleased to honour Will be so chang'd so alterd to an uglinesse To such a vizard ten to one I dye too Take 't then upon my death you murderd me Clod. Away away fool why dost thou proclaime these To prevent that in me thou hast chosen in another Zen. Him I have chosen I can rule and master Temper to what I please you are a great one Of a strong will to bend I dare not venture Be wise my Lord and say you were well counseld Take mony for my ransome and forget me T will be both safe and noble for your honour And wheresoever my fortunes shall conduct me So worthy mentions I shall render of you So vertuous and so faire Clod. You will not marry me Zen. I doe beseech your honour be not angry At what I say I cannot love yee dare not But such a ransome for the flowre you covet Clod. No money nor no prayers shall redeeme that Not all the art you have Zen. Set your owne price Sir Clod. Goe to your wedding neuer kneel to me When that 's done you are mine I will enjoy you Your teares do nothing I will not loose my custome To cast upon my selfe an Empires fortune Exit Zen. My minde shall not pay this custome cruel man Clod. Your body wil content me I 'le look for you Ex. Enter Charino and servants in blackes Covering the place with blackes Char. Strew all your withered flowers your Autumn sweets By the hot Sun ravisht of bud and beauty Thus round about her Bride-bed hang those blacks ther The emblemes of her honour lost all joy Bowle of wine ready That leades a Virgin to receive her Lover Keepe from this place all fellow-maides that blesse her And blushing and unloose her Zone keep from her No merry noise nor lusty songs be heard here Nor ful cups crownd with wine make the rooms giddy This is no masque of mirth but murdered honour Sing mournfully that sad Epithalamion I gave thee now and prethee let thy Lute weepe Song Dance Enter Rutillio Rut. How now what livery 's this doe you call this a wedding This is more like a funerall Char. It is one And my poor Daughter going to her grave To his most loth'd embraces that gapes for her Make the Earles bed ready is the marriage done Sir Rut. Yes they are knit but must this slubberdegullion Have her maiden-head now Arn. There 's no avoyding it Rut. And there 's the scaffold where she must loose it Arn. The bed sir Rut. No way to wipe his mouldy chaps Char. That we know Rut. To any honest wel-deserving fellow And 't were but to a merry Cobler I could sit still now I love the game so well but that this puckfist This universall rutter fare ye well Sir And if you have any good prayers put 'em forward There may be yet a remedy Char. I wish it Exit Rut. And all my best devotions offer to it Enter Clodio and Guard Clod. Now is this tye dispathc'd Char. I thinke it be Sir Clod. And my bed ready wine Char. There you may quickly find Sir Such a loth'd preparation Clod. Never grumble Nor fling a discontent upon my pleasure It must and shall be done give me some wine And fill it till it leape upon my lips Here 's to the foolish maiden head you wot of The toy I must take paines for Char. I beseech your Lord-ship Load not a Fathers love Clod. Pledge it Charino Or by my life I 'le make thee pledge thy last And be sure she be a maid a perfect Virgin I will not have my expectation dul'd Or your old
pate goes off I am hot and fiery And my bloud beates alarums through my body And fancie high You of my guard retire And let me heare no noyse about the lodging But musick and sweet ayres now fetch your daughter And bid the coy wench put on all her beauties All her enticements out-blush damask roses And dim the breaking East with her bright Christalls I am all on fire away Char. And I am frozen Exit Enter Zenocia with Bow and Quiver an Arrow bent Arnoldo and Rutillio after her arm'd Zen. Come fearelesse on Rut. Nay an I budge from thee Beate me with durty sticks Clod. What Masque is this What pretty fancy to provoke me high The beauteous Huntresse fairer far and sweeter Diana shewes an Ethiop to this beauty Protected by two Virgin Knights Rut. That 's a lye A loud one if you knew as much as I doe The guard 's dispers'd Arn. Fortune I hope invites us Clod. I can no longer hold she puls my heart from me Zen. Stand stand fixt move not a foote nor speak not For if thou doest upon this point thy death sits Thou miserable base and sordid lecher Thou scum of noble blood repent and speedily Repent thy thousand thefts from helplesse virgins Their innocence betrayed to thy embraces Arn. The base dishonour that thou doest to strangers In glorying to abuse the lawes of marriage Thy Infamy thou hast flung upon thy countrey In nourishing this black and barbarous custome Clod. My guard Arn. One word more and thou diest Rut. One sillable That tends to any thing but I beseech you And as y' are Gentlemen tender my case And I 'le thrust my javeling downe thy throate Thou Dogg-whelpe thou pox upon thee what Should I call the Pompean Thou kisse my Lady thou scowr her chamber pot Thou have a mayden head a mottly coate You great blinde foole farewell and be hanged to yee Loose no time Lady Arn. Pray take your pleasure Sir And so wee 'l take our leaves Zen. We are determined Dye before yield Arn Honour and a faire grave Zen Before a lust full bed so for our fortunes Rut. Du cat a whee good count cry preethe cry O what a wench hast thou lost cry you great booby Exeunt Enter Charino Clod. And is she gone then am I dishonoured thus Cozend and baffuld my guard there no man answer My guard I say Sirra you knew of this plott Where are my guard I le ha' your life you villaine Char. You politique old thiefe Heaven send her far enough Enter Guard And let me paye the ransome Guard Did your honour call us Clod. Post every way and presently recover The two strange Gentlemen and the faire Lady Guard This day was married Sir Clod. The same Guard We saw e'm Making with all maine speed to 'th port Clod. Away villains Ex. Gard Recover her or I shall dye deale truely Didst not thou know Char. By all that 's good I did not If your honour meane their flight to say I grieve for that Will be to lye you may handle me as you please Clod. Be sure with all the cruelty with all the rigor For thou hast robd mee villaine of a treasure Enter Guard How now Guard They 'r all aboord a bark rode ready for 'em And now are under sayle and past recovery Clod. Rig me a ship with all the speed that may be I will not loose her thou her most false Father Shalt go along and if I misse her heare me Whole day will I studie to destroy thee Char. I shall be joyfull of it and so you 'll finde me Ex. omnes Actus Secundus Scaena prima Enter Manuell du sosa and Guiomar Man I heare and see too much of him and that Compells me Madam though unwillingly To wish I had no uncles part in him And much I feare the comfort of a Son You will not long enjoy Gui. 'T is not my fault And therefore from his guilt my innocence Cannot be taynted since his Fathers death Peace to his soule a Mothers prayers and care Were never wanting in his education His child-hood I passe as being brought up Under my wing and growing ripe for study I overcame the tendernesse and joye I had to looke upon him and provided The choicest Masters and of greatest name Of Salamanca in all liberall Arts Man To train his youth up I must witnesse that Guio. How there he prospered to the admiration Of all that knew him for a generall scholler Being one of note before he was a man Is still remembred in that Academy From thence I sent him to the Emperours court Attended like his Fathers Sonne and there Maintaind him in such bravery and height As did become a courtier Man 'T was that spoild him my Nephew had beene hapy The court 's a schoole indeed in which some few Learne vertuous principles but most forget What ever they brought thither good and honest Trifling is there in practice serious actions Are obsolete and out of use my Nephew Had beene a happy man had he ne're knowne What 's there in grace and fashion Guio. I have heard yet That while he liv'd in court the Emperour Tooke notice of his carriage and good parts The grandees did not scorne his company And of the greatest Ladies he was held A compleate Gentleman Man He indeed daunc'd well A turne o' th toe with a loftie tricke or two To argue nimblenesse and a strong backe Will go farr with a Madam 't is most true That hee 's an excellent scholler and he knowes it An exact courtier and he knowes that too He has fought thrice and come off still with honour Which he forgets not Guio. Nor I have much reason To greive his fortune that way Man You are mistaken Prosperity does search a Gentlemans temper More then his adverse fortune I have knowen Many and of rare parts from their successe In private duells rais'd up to such a pride And so transformed from what they were that all That lov'd them truely wish'd they had fallen in them I need not write examples in your sone 'T is too apparent for ere Don Duarte Made tryall of his valour he indeed was Admired for civill courtesy but now Hee 's swolne so high out of his owne assurance Of what he dares do that he seekes occasions Unjust occasions grounded on blinde passion Ever to be in quarrels and this makes him Shund of all faire societies Guio. Would it were In my weake power to help it I will use With my entreaties th' authority of a mother As you may of an Vncle and enlarge it With your command as being a governor To the great King in Lisborne Enter Duarte and his Page Man Here he comes We are unseene observe him Dua. Boye Page My Lord Dua. What saith the spanish captaine that I strooke To my bold challenge Page He refus'd to read it Dua. Why didst not leave it there Page I did my Lord But to no purpose for he seemes
not meane to leave me Rut. I 'le live in hell sooner then here and cooler Come quickly come dispatch this ayers unwholsome Quickly good Lady quickly to 't Sulp. Well since it must be The next I 'le fetter faster sure and closer Rut. And picke his bones as y' are done mine poxe take ye Dua. At my lodging for a while you shall be quarterd And there take physick for your health But. I thanke ye I have found my Angel now too if I can keepe him Exeunt omnes Actus quinti Scaena Prima Enter Rutillio and Duart Rut. You like the Letter Dua. Yes but I must tell you You tempt a desperate hazard to sollicite The mother and the grieved one too 't is rumord Of him you slew so lately Rut. I have told you Some proofes of her affection and I know not A neerer way to make her satisfaction For a lost Sonne then speedily to help her To a good husband one that will beget Both sons and daughters if she be not barren I have had a breathing now and have recovered What I lost in my late service 't was a hot one It fir'd and fir'd me but all thanks to you Sir You have both freed and cool'd me Dua. What is done Sir I thought well done and was in that rewarded And therefore spare your thanks Rut. I 'le no more whoring This fencing twixt a paire of sheets more weares one Then all the exercise in the world besides To be drunk with good Canary a meere Julip Or like gourd-water to 't twenty surfets Come short of one nights work there If I get this Lady As ten to one I shall I was ne're denied yet I will live wondrous honestly walk before her Gravely and demurely And then instruct my family you are sad What do you muse on Sir Dua. Truth I was thinking What course to take for the delivery of your letter And now I have it but faith did this Lady For do not gull your selfe for certain know You kild her sonne Rut. Give me a booke I 'le swear 't Denyed me to the Officers that pursued me Brought me her selfe to 'th dore then gave me gold To beare my charges and shall I make doubt then But that she lov'd me I am confident Time having tane her griefe off that I shall be Most welcome to her for then to have wooed her Had been unseasonable Dua. well Sir there 's more money To make you handsome I 'le about your businesse You know where you must stay Rut. There you shall finde me Would I could meete my brother now to know Whither the Jew his Genius or my Christian Has prov'd the better friend Exit Dua. O who would trust Deceiving woman or beleeve that one The best and most canoniz'd ever was More then a seeming goodnesse I could raile now Against the sexe and curse it but the theame And way 's too common yet that Guiomar My mother nor let that forbid her to be The wonder of our nation she that was Mark'd out the great example for all Matrons Both wife and Widow shee that in my breeding Exprest the utmost of a mothers care And tendernesse to a sonne she that yet faines Such sorrow for me good God that this mother After all this should give up to a stranger The wreake she owed her sonne I feare her honour That he was sav'd much joyes me and grieve only That she was his preserver I 'le try further And by this Engine find whether the teares Of which she is so prodigall are for me Or us'd to cloake her base hypocrisy Exit Enter Hypolita and Sulpitia Hyp. Are you assur'd the charme prevailes Sulp. Do I live Or you speake to me Now this very instant Health takes its last leave of her maugre palenesse Like winter nips the Roses and the lillies The Spring that youth and love adorn'd her face with To force affection is beyond our art For I have prov'd all meanes that hell has taught me Or the malice of a woman which exceeds it To change Arnoldoe's love but to no purpose But for your bond-woman Hyp. Let her pine and dye She remov'd which like a brighter sun Obscures my beames I may shine out againe And as I have been be admir'd and sought to How long has she to live Sulp. Lady before The Sun twice rise and set be confident She is but dead I know my Charme hath found her Nor can the Governours guard her lovers teares Her Fathers sorrow or his power that freed her Defend her from it Enter Zabulon Zab. All things have succeeded As you could wish I saw her brought sick home The image of pale death stampt on her fore-head Let me adore this second Hecate This great Commandresse of the fatall sisters That as she pleases can cut short or lengthen The threed of life Hip. Where was she when the inchantment First ceas'd upon her Zab. Taking the fresh aire In the company of the Governour and Count Clodio Arnoldo too was present with her Father When in a moment so the servants told me As she was giving thanks to the Governour And Clodio for her unexpected freedome As if she had been blasted she sunk down To their amazement Hyp. 'T is thy master-piece Which I will so reward that thou shalt fixe here And with the hazard of thy life no more Make tryall of thy powerfull Art which known Our Lawes call death off with this Magicall robe And be thy selfe Enter Governour Clodio and Charino Sulp. Stand close you shall heare more Go Man You must have patience all rage is vain now And piety forbids that we should question What is decreed above or aske a reason Why heaven determines this or that way of us Clod. Heaven has no hand in 't 't is a work of hell Her life hath been so innocent all her actions So free from the suspition of crime As rather she deserves a Saints place here Then to endure what now her sweetenesse suffers Charin. Not for her fault but mine Sir Zenocia suffers The sin I made when I sought to rase downe Arnoldos love built on a Rock of truth Now to the height is punish'd I professe Had he no birth nor parts the present sorrowes He now expresses for her does deserve her Above all Kings though such had been his riuals Clod. All Ancient stories of the love of husbands To vertuous wives be now no more remembred Char. The tales of Turtles ever be forgotten Or for his sake beleev'd Man I have heard there has been Betweene some married paires such sympathy That th' husband has felt really the throwes His wife then teeming suffers this true griefe Confirms 't is not impossible Clod. Wee shall finde Fit time for this hereafter le ts use now All possible meanes to help her Man Care nor cost Nor what Physitians can do shall be wanting Make use of any meanes or men Char. You are noble Exeunt Man Clod. Charino Sulp. Ten Colledges of Doctors shall
the peaceable or quiet Nyle Doubted of Caesar wherefore should he draw His losse and overthrow upon our heads Or choose this place to suffer in already We have offended Caesar in our wishes And no way left us to redeeme his favour But by the hand of Pompey Ach. Great Osiris Defend thy Aegypt from such cruelty And barbarous ingratitude Pho. Holy triflles And not to have place in designes of State This sword which Fate commands me to unsheath I would not draw on Pompey If not vanquish'd I grant it rather should have pass'd through Caesar But we must follow where his fortune leads us All provident Princes measure their intents According to their power and so dispose them And thinkst thou Ptolomy that thou canst prop His Ruines under whom sad Rome now suffers Or tempt the Conquerours force when 't is confirm'd Shall we that in the Battail sate as Neuters Serve him that 's over-come No no hee 's lost And though 't is noble to a sinking friend To lend a helping hand while there is hope He may recover thy part not engag'd Though one most deare when all his hopes are dead To drowne him set thy foote upon his head Ach. Most execrable Councell Achil. To be follow'd 'T is for the Kingdomes safety Ptol. We give up Our absolute power to thee dispose of it As reason shall direct thee Pho. Good Achillas Seeke out Septimius doe you but sooth him He is already wrought leave the dispatch To me of Labienus 't is determin'd Already how you shall proceed nor Fate Shall alter it since now the dye is cast But that this hour to Pompey is his last Exit Scena Secunda Enter Appollodorus Eros Arsino Ap. Is the Queen stirring Eros Er. Yes for in truth Shee touch'd no bed to night Ap. I am sorry for it And wish it were in me with my hazard To give her ease Ars. Sir she accepts your will And does acknowledge she hath found you noble So far as if restraint of liberty Could give admission to a thought of mirth Shee is your debtor for it Ap. Did you tell her Of the sports I have prepar'd to entertaine her Shee was us'd to take delight with her faire hand To angle in the Nyle where the glad fish As if they knew who 't was sought to deceive 'em Contended to be taken other times To strike the Stag who wounded by her arrows Forgot his teares in death and kneeling thanks her To his last gaspe then prouder of his Fate Then if with Garlands Crown'd he had been chosen To fall a Sacrifice before the altar Of the Virgin Huntresse the King nor great Photinus Forbid her any pleasure and the Circuite In which she is confin'd gladly affords Variety of pastimes which I would Encrease with my best service Er. O but the thought That she that was borne free and to dispence Restraint or liberty to others should be At the devotion of her Brother whom She only knows her equall makes this place In which she lives though stor'd with all delights A loathsome dungeon to her Ap. Yet how ere She shall interpret it I 'le not be wanting To do my best to serve her I have prepar'd Choise Musicke neare her Cabinet and compos'd Some few lines set unto a solemn time In the praise of imprisonment Begin boy The SONG LOoke out bright eyes and blesse the ayre Even in shadowes you are faire Shut-up-beauty is like fire That breakes out clearer still and higher Though your body be confin'd And soft Love a prisoner bound Yet the beauty of your mind Neither checke nor chaine hath found Looke out nobly then and dare Even the Fetters that you weare Enter Cleopatra Cleo. But that we are assur'd this tasts of duty And love in you my Guardian and desire In you my Sister and the rest to please us We should receive this as a sawcy rudenesse Offer'd our private thoughts But your intents Are to delight us alas you wash an Ethiop Can Cleopatra while she does remember Whose daughter she is and whose Sister O I suffer in the name and that in Justice There is no place in Aegypt where I stand But that the tributary Earth is proud To kisse the foote of her that is her Queen Can she I say that is all this e're relish Of comfort or delight while base Photinus Bond man Achillas and all other monsters That raigne ore Ptolomy make that a Court Where they reside and this where I a Prisoner But there 's a Rome a Senate and a Caesar Though the great Pompey leane to Ptolomy May thinke of Cleopatra Ap. Pompey Madam Cleo. What of him speake if ill Appollodorus It is my happinesse and for thy newes Receive a favour Kings have kneel'd in vaine for And kisse my hand Ap. Hee 's lost Cleo. Speake it againe Ap. His army routed he fled and pursu'd By the all-conquering Caesar Cleo. Whether bends he Ap. To Egypt Cleo. Ha! in person Ap. 'T is receiv'd For an undoubted truth Cleo. I live againe And if assurance of my love and beauty Deceive me not I now shall finde a Judge To do me right but how to free my selfe And get accesse the Guardes are strong upon me This doore I must passe through Appollodorus Thou often hast profess'd to do me service Thy life was not thine owne Ap. I am not alterd And let your excellency propound a meanes In which I may but give the least assistance That may restore you to that you were borne to Though it call on the anger of the King Or what 's more daedly all his Minion Photinus can do to me I unmov'd Offer my throate to serve you ever provided It beare some probable shew to be effected To loose my selfe upon no ground were madnesse Not loyall duty Cleo. Stand off to thee alone I will discover what I dare not trust My Sister with Cesar is amarous And taken more with the title of a Queene Then feature or proportion he lov'd Evnoe A More deformed too I have heard that brought No other object to inflame his blood But that her husband was a King on both He did bestow rich presents shall I then That with a Pincly birth bring beauty with me That know to prize my selfe at mine owne rate Despaire his favour art thou mine Ap. I am Cleo. I have found out away shall bring me to him Spight of Photinus watches if I prosper As I am confident I shall expect Things greater then thy wishes though I purchase His grace with losse of my virginity It skills not if it bring home Majesty Exeunt Actus Secundus Scena Prima Enter Septimius with a head Achillas Guard Sep. 'T Is here 't is done behold you fearefull viewers Shake and behold the modell of the world here The pride and strength looke looke againe 't is finished That that whole Armyes nay whole nations Many and mighty Kings have been strooke blinde at And fled before wingd with their feares and terrours That
steele warr waited on and fortune courted That high plum'd honour built up for her owne Behold that mightinesse behold that fiercenesse Behold that child of warr with all his glories By this poore hand made breathlesse here my Achillas Egypt and Cesar owe me for this service And all the conquer'd Nations Ach. Peace Septimius Thy words sound more ungratefull then thy actions Though sometimes safety seeke an instrument Of thy unworthy nature thou loud boaster Think not she is bound to love him too that 's barbarous Why did not I if this be meritorious And bindes the King unto me and his bounties Strike this rude stroke I 'le tell thee thou poore Roman It was a sacred head I durst not heave at Not heave a thought Sep. It was Ach. I 'le tell thee truely And if thou ever yet heard'st tell of honour I 'le make thee blush It was thy Generalls That mans that fed thee once that mans that bred thee The aire thou breath'st was his the fire that warm'd thee From his care kindled euer nay I 'le show thee Because I 'le make thee sensible of thy businesse And why a noble man durst not touch at it There was no peece of Earth thou puts thy foote on But was his conquest and he gave thee motion He triumph'd three times who durst touch his person The very walls of Rome bow'd to his presence Deare to the Gods he was to them that feard him A faire and noble Enemy didst thou hate him And for thy love to Cesar sought his ruine Armed the red Pharsalian feilds Septimius Where killing was in grace and wounds were glorious Where Kings were faire competitours for honour Thou should'st have come up to him there have sought him There sword to sword Sep. I kill'd him on commandment If Kings commands be faire when you all fainted When none of you durst looke Ach. On deeds so barbarous What hast thou got Sep. The Kings love and his bounty The honour of the service which though you raile at Or a thousand envious soules fling their foames on me Will dignifie the cause and make me glorious And I shall live Ach. A miserable villaine What reputation and reward belongs to it Thus with the head I seize on and make mine And be not impudent to aske me why Sirha Nor bold to stay read in mine eyes the reason The shame and obloquy I leave thine owne Inherit those rewardes they are fitter for thee Your oyle 's spent and your snuff stinks go out basely Sep. The King will yet consider Exit Enter Ptolomy Achareus Photinus Achil. Here he comes Sir Ach. Yet if it be undon heare me great Sir If this inhumane stroake be yet unstrooken If that adored head be not yet severd From the most noble Body weigh the miseryes The desolations that this great Eclipse works You are young be provident fix not your Empire Upon the Tombe of him will shake all Egypt Whose warlike groanes will raise ten thousand Spirits Great as himselfe in every hand a thunder Destructions darting from their lookes and sorrowes That easy womens eyes shall never empty Pho. You have done well and 't is done see Achillas And in his hand the head Ptol. Stay come no nearer Me thinks I feele the very earth shake under me I do remember him he was my guardian Appointed by the Senate to preserve me What a full Majesty fits in his face yet Pho. The King is troubled be not frighted Sir Be not abus'd with feares his death was necessary If you consider Sir most necessary Not to be miss'd and humbly thanke great Isis He came so opportunely to your hands Pitty must now give place to rules of safety Is not victorious Caesar new arriv'd And enter'd Alexandria with his friends His Navy riding by to wait his charges Did he not beate this Pompey and pursude him Was not this great man his great enemy This Godlike vertuous man as people held him But what foole dare be friend to flying vertue Enter Caesar Anthony Dollobella Sceva I heare their Trumpets 't is too late to stagger Give me the head and be you confident Haile Conquerour and head of all the world Now this head 's off Caesar Ha Pho. Do not shun me Caesar From kingly Ptolomy I bring this present The Crowne and sweat of thy Pharsalian labour The goale and marke of high ambitious honour Before thy victory had no name Caesar Thy travell and thy losse of blood no recompence Thou dreamst of being worthy and of warr And all thy furious conflicts were but slumbers Here they take life here they inherit honour Grow fixt and shoot up everlasting triupmhes Take it and looke upon thy humble servant With noble eyes looke on the Princely Ptolomy That offers with this head most mighty Caesar What thou would'st once have given for it all Egypt Ach. Nor do not question it most royall Conquerour Nor dis-esteeme the benefit that meetes thee Because 't is easily got it comes the safer Yet let me tell thee most imperious Caesar Though he oppos'd no strength of Swords to win this Nor labourd through no showres of darts and lances Yet here he found a fort that faced him strongly An inward warr he was his Grand sires Guest Friend to his Father and when he was expell'd And beaten from this Kingdome by strong hand And had none left him to restore his honour No hope to finde a friend in such a misery Then in stept Pompey tooke his feeble fortune Strengthend and cherish'd it and set it right againe This was a love to Cesar Sceva Give me hate Gods Pho. This Cesar may account a little wicked But yet remember if thine owne hands Conquerour Had fallen upon him what it had bin then If thine owne Sword had touch'd his throat what that way He was thy Son in law there to be tainted Had bin most terrible let the worst be renderd We have deserv'd for keeping thy hands innocent Cesar. Oh Sceva Sceva see that head see Captaines The head of godlike Pompey Sce. He was basely ruinde But let the Gods be griev'd that sufferd it And be you Cesar Cesar. Oh thou Conquerour Thou glory of the world once now the pitty Thou awe of Nations wherefore didst thou fall thus What poore fate followed thee and pluckt thee on To trust thy sacred life to an Egyptian The life and light of Rome to a blind stranger That honourable war nere taught a noblenesse Nor worthy circumstance shew'd what a man was That never heard thy name sang but in banquets And loose lascivious pleasures to a Boy That had no faith to comprehend thy greatnesse No study of thy life to know thy goodnesse And leave thy Nation nay thy noble friend Leave him distrusted that in teares falls with thee In soft relenting teares heare me great Pompey If thy great spirit can heare I must taske thee Thou hast most unnobly rob'd me of my victory My love and mercy Ant. O how brave these teares shew
Anc. Shall we be hang'd for him I have a great mind to be hangd now For doing some brave thing for him a worse end will take me And for an action of no worth not honour him Upon my conscience even the devill the very devill Not to belye him thinkes him an honest man I am sure he has sent him soules any times these twenty yeares Able to furnish all his fishmarket The. Leave thy talking And come let 's go to dinner and drinke to him We shall heare more ere supper time if he be honour'd He has deserv'd it well and we shall sight for 't If he be ruin'd so we know the worst then And for my selfe I 'le meet it Put. I ne're feare it Exeunt Scaene 5. Enter Duke Archas Borosky Burris Gentlemen and Attendants Du. They are handsome roomes all well contriv'd and fitted Full of covenience the prospects excellent Ar. Now will your Grace passe downe and do me but the honour To taste a Country banket Du. What roome 's that I would see all now what conveyance has it I see you have kept the best part yet pray open it Ar. Ha I misdoubted this 't is of no receipte sir For your eyes most unfit Du. I long to see it Because I would judge of the whole peece some excellent paintings Or some rare spoiles you would keep to entertaine me An other time I know Ar. In troth there is not Nor any thing worth your sight below I have Some fountaines and some ponds Du. I would see this now Ar. Borosky thou art a knave It containes nothing But rubbish from the other roomes and unnecessaries Wil't please you see a strange Clocke Du. This or nothing Little Trunke ready Why should you barre it up thus with defences Above the rest unlesse it contain'd something More excellent and curious of keeping Open 't for I will see 't Ar. The keyes are lost sir Do's your grace thinke if it were fit for you I could be so unmannerly Du. I will see it and either shew it Ar. Good sir Du. Thanke ye Archas You shew your love abundantly Do I use to entreat thus force it open Bur. That were inhospitable you are his guest sir And with his greatest joy to entertaine ye Du. Hold thy peace foole will ye open it Ar. Sir I cannot I must not if I could Duk. Goe breake it open Ar. I must withstand that force Be not too rash Gentlemen Du. Unarme him first then if he be not obstinate Preserve his life Ar. I thanke your grace I take it And now take you the keyes goe in and see Sir There feed your eyes with wonder and thanke that traytor That thing that sels his faith for favor Exit Duke Bur. Sir what moves ye Ar. I have kept mine pure Lord Burris there 's a Judas That for a smile will sell ye all a Gentleman The Devill has more truth and has maintain'd it A whores heart more beliefe in 't Enter Duke Du. What 's all this Archas I cannot blame ye to conceale it so This most inestimable treasure Ar. Yours Sir Du. Nor doe I wonder now the souldier sleights me Ar. Be not deceiv'd he has had no favor here Sir Nor had you knowne this now but for that pickthank That lost man in his faith he has reveal'd it To suck a little honey from ye has betray'd it I sweare he smiles upon me and forsworne too Thou crackt uncurrant Lord I 'le tell ye all Sir Your Sire before his death knowing your temper To be as bounteous as the aire and open As flowing as the Sea to all that follow'd ye Your great mind sit for war and glory thriftily Like a great husband to preserve your actions Collected all this treasure to our trusts To mine I meane and to that long-tongu'd Lords there He gave the knowledge and the charge of all this Upon his death-bed too And on the Sacrament He swore us thus never to let this treasure Part from our secret keepings till no hope Of subject could relieve ye all your owne wasted No help of those that lov'd ye could supply ye And then some great exploit afoot my honestie I would have kept till I had made this usefull I shew'd it and I stood it to the tempest And usefull to the end 't was left I am cozen'd And so are you too if you spend this vainly This worme that crept into ye has abus'd ye Abus'd your fathers care abus'd his faith too Nor can this masse of money make him man more A stea'd dog has more soule an Ape more honestie All mine ye have amongst it farwell that I cannot part with 't nobler my hearts cleare My conscience smooth as that no rub upon 't But O thy hell Bor. I seeke no heaven from you Sir Ar. Thy gnawing hell Boroskey it will find thee Would ye heape coles upon his head has wrong'd ye Has ruin'd your estate give him this money Melt it into his mouth Du. What little Trunck's that That there o'th' top that 's lockt Bor. You 'l find it rich Sir Richer I think then all Ar. You were not covetous Nor wont to weave your thoughts with such a coursenes Pray racke not honestie Bor. Be sure ye see it Du. Bring out the Trunck Ent. with the Trunck Ar. You 'l find that treasure too All I have left me now Du. What 's this a poore gowne And this a peece of Seneca Ar. Yes sure Sir More worth then all your gold yet ye have enough on 't And of a Mine far purer and more precious This sels no friends nor searches into counsels And yet all counsell and all friends live here Sir Betrayes no faith yet handles all that 's trusty Wilt please ye leave me this Du. With all my heart Sir Ar. What sayes your Lordship to 't Bor. I dare not rob ye Ar. Poore miserable men you have rob'd your selves both This gown and this unvalu'd treasure your brave Father Found me a childe at schoole with in his progresse Where such a love he tooke to some few answers Unhappie boyish toyes hit in my head then That suddenly I made him thus as I was For here was all the wealth I brought his Highnes He carried me to Court there bred me up Bestow'd his favours on me taught me Armes first With those an honest mind I serv'd him truly And where he gave me trust I thinke I fail'd not Let the world speake I humbly thanke your Highnes You have done more and nobler eas'd mine age Sir And to this care a faire quietus given Now to my Booke againe Du. You have your wish Sir Let some bring off the treasure Bor. Some is his sir Ar. None none my Lord a poore unworthy reaper The harvest is his graces Du. Thanke ye Archas Ar. But will not you repent Lord when this is gone Where will your Lordship Bor. Pray take you no care sir Ar. Do's your Grace like my house Du. Wondrous well Archas You
To reconcile you to his love againe Ant. That were a fortunate meeting Enter Cassilane and Arcanes Cas. Greatnesse still wait you Lady Ero. Good Cassilane we doe maintain our greatnesse Through your valour Cas. My prayers pull dayly blessings on thy head My un-offending childe my Annophill Good Prince worthy Gonzalo ha art thou here Before me in every action art thou ambitious My duty Lady first offered here And love to thee my childe though he out-strip me Thus in the wars he got the start on me By being forward but performing lesse All the endeavours of my life are lost And throwne upon that evill of mine owne Cursed begetting whom I shame to father O that the heat thou robd'st me off had burnt Within my Entrailes and begot a feaver Or some worse sicknesse for thou art a disease Sharper then any physick gives a name to Ann. Why doe you say so Cas. O Annophill there is good cause my girle He has plaid the thiefe with me and filch'd away The richest jewell of my life my honour Wearing it publikely with that applause As if he justly did inherit it Ant. Would I had in my Infancy been laid Within my grave covered with you blessings Then growne up to a man to meet your curses Cas. O that thou hadst Then I had been the father of a childe Dearer then thou wert even unto me When hope perswaded me I had begot Another selfe in thee Out of mine eyes As farre as I have throwne thee from my heart That I may live and dye forgetting thee Ero. How has he deserv'd this untam'd anger That when he might have ask't for his reward Some honour for himselfe or masse of pelfe He onely did request to have erected Your Statue in the Capitoll with Titles Ingrav'd upon 't The Patron of his Countrey Cas. That that 's the poison in the gilded cup The Serpent in the flowers that stings my honour And leaves me dead in fame Gods doe a justice And rip his bosome up that men may see Seeing believe the subtle practises Written within his heart But I am heated And doe forget this presence and my selfe Your pardon Lady Ero. You should not aske 'lesse you knew how to give For my sake Cassilane cast out of your thoughts All ill conceptions of your worthy son That questionlesse has ignorantly offended Declared in his penitence Cas. Bid me dye Lady for your sake I le doe it But that you 'll say is nothing for a man That has out-liv'd his honour But command me In any thing save that and Cassilane Shall ever be your servant Come Annophill My joy in this world thou shalt live with me Retired in some sollitarie nook The comfort of my age my dayes are short And ought to be well spent and I desire No other witnesse of them but thy selfe And good Arcanes Anno. I shall obey you sir Gonz. Noble sir If you taste any want of worldly meanes Let not that discontent you know me your friend That hath and can supply you Cas. Sir I am too much bound to you already And 't is not of my cares the least to give you Faire satisfaction Gonz. You may imagine I doe speak to that end But trust me 't is to make you bolder with me Cas. Sir I thanke you and may make triall of you Meane time my service Ann. Brother be comforted so long as I continue Within my fathers love you cannot long Stand out an Exile I must goe live with him And I will prove so good an Orator In your behalfe that you againe shall gaine him Or I will stirre in him another anger And be lost with you Ant. Better I were neglected for he is hasty And through the Choller that abounds in him Which for the time divides from him his judgement He may cast you off and with you his life For griefe will strait surprize him and that way Must be his death the sword has try'd too often And all the deadly Instruments of warre Have aim'd at his great heart but ne're could touch it Yet not a limbe about him wants a scarre Cas. Madam my duty Ero. Will you he gone Cas. I must Lady but I shall be ready When you are pleas'd command me for your service Excellent Prince To all my heartie love And a good farewell Mon. Thanks honest Cassilane Cas. Come Annophill Gonz. Shall I not wait upon you sir Cas. From hence you shall not stirre a foot Loving Gonzalo it must be all my study To requite you Gonz. I may be so fortunate to deserve The name of friend from you I have enough Cas. You are so and you have made your selfe so Gonz. I will then preserve it Ero. Antinous you are my servant are you not Ant. It hath pleased you so to grace me Ero. Why are you then dejected you will say You have lost a father but you have found a Mistris Doubles that losse be master of your spirit You have a cause for it which is my favour Gonz. And mine Ero. Will no man ease me of this foole Gonz Your fellow Ero. Antinous wait upon us Ant. I shall Madam Gonz. Nay but Ladie Ladie Erot. Sir you are rude and if you be the Master Of such meanes as you doe talk of you should Learne good manners Gonz. O Lady you can finde a fault in me But not perceive it in your selfe you must shall heare me I love you for your pride 't is the best vertue In you Erot. I could hang this fellow now by whom Are you supported that you dare doe this Have you not example here in a Prince Transcending you in all things yet beares himselfe As doth become a man had seen my beautie Back to your Countrey and your Curtizans Where you may be admired for your wealth Which being consum'd may be a meanes to gaine you The opinion of some wit Here 's nothing To be got but scorne and losse of time Gonz. Which are things I delight in Erot. Antinous follow me Exit Gonz. She is vext to the soule Mon. Let her be vext 't is fit she should be so Give me thy hand Gonzalo thou art in our favour For we doe love to cherish lofty spirits Such as percusteere the earth and bound With an erected countenance to the clouds Gonz. S-foot what thing is this Mon. I doe love fire-works because they mount An Exhalation I professe to adore Beyond a fixed starre 't is more illustrious As every thing rais'd out of smoak is so Their vertue is in action what doe you think of me Gonz Troth sir You are beyond my ghesse I know you not Mo. Doe you know your selfe Gonz. Yes sir Mon. Why you and I are one I am proud and Very proud too that I must tell you I saw It did become you cousin Gonzalo prethee Let it be so Gonz. Let it be so good cousin Mon. I am no great ones foole Gonz. I hope so for alliance sake Mo. Yet I do serve the Mighty
what is not mine That were a dangerous businesse Gon. Sir I am paid for 't The summes you borrowed are return'd The bonds Cancell'd and your acquittance formerly seal'd Looke here sir Gaspero is witnesse to it Gas My honoured Lord I am Gon. My Lord Fernando Arcanes and the rest you all shall testifie That I acquit Lord Cassilane for ever Of any debts to me Gas 'T is plaine and ample Fortune will once againe smile on us fairely Cas. But hearke ye hearke ye if you be in earnest Whence comes this bounty or whose is 't Gon. In short The great Erota by this Secretary Returned me my full due Cas. Erota why Should she do this Gon. You must aske her the cause She knowes it best Cas So ho Arcanes none But women pitty us soft-hearted women I am become a brave fellow now Arcanes Am I not Arc. Why sir if the gracious Princesse Have tooke more speciall notice of your services And meanes to be more thankfull than some others It were an injury to gratitude To disesteeme her favours Anno. Sir she ever For your sake most respectively lov'd me Cas. The Senate and the body of this Kingdom Are herein let me speake it without arrogance Beholding to her I will thanke her for it And if she have reserv'd a meanes whereby I may repay this bounty with some service She shall be then my Patronesse come sirs Wee 'l taste a cup of wine together now Gonz Fernando I must speake with you in secret Fer. You shall Now Gaspero all 's well Gas There 's newes You must be acquainted with Come there is no master-peece in Art like Policie Ex. Actus Quintus Scaena prima Enter Fernando and Michael Fer. T The Senate is inform'd at full Mi. Gonzalo Dreames not of my arivall yet Fer. Nor thinkes 'T is possible his plots can be discover'd He fats himselfe with hopes of Crownes and Kingdoms And laughes securely to imagine how He meanes to gull all but himselfe when truly None is so grosely gull'd as he Mich. There was never A more arch villain Fer. Peace the Senate comes Enter Porphino Pos. Senators and Gaspero Attend Por. How closely Treason cloakes it selfe in formes Of Civill honesty Pos. And yet how palpably Does heaven reveale it Fer. Gratious Lords Gas The Embassadour Lord Paulo Michael Advocate To the great Duke of Venice Por. You are most welcome Your Master is a just and noble Prince Mic. My Lords he bad me say that you may know How much he scornes and as good Princes ought Desies base indirect and godlesse treacheries To your more Sacred wisdomes he refers The punishment due to the false Gonzalo Or else to send him home to Venice Pos. Herein The Duke is royall Gaspero the Prince Of Cyprus answer'd he would come Gas My Lords He will not long be absent Enter Philander and Melitus Porp. You Fernando Have made the State your debter worthy Prince We shall be sutors to you for your presence In hearing and determining of matters Greatly concerning Candy Phi. Fathers I am A stranger Pos. Why the cause my Lord concernes A stranger please you seat your selfe Phi. How e're Unfit since you will have it so my Lords You shall command me Por. You my Lord Fernando With the Ambassador withdraw a while Fer. My Lords we shall Ex. Pos. Melitus and the Secretary Give notice to Gonzalo that the Senate Requires his presence Ex. Gas and Mel. Phi. What concernes the businesse Enter Cas. and Arca Por. Thus noble Prince Cas. Let me alone thou troublest me I will be heard Arc. You know not what you doe Pos. Forbeare who 's he that is so rude what 's he that dares To interrupt our counsels Cas. One that has guarded Those Purple roabes from Cankers worse then Moaths One that hath kept your fleeces on your backs That would have been snatch'd from you but I see 'T is better now to be a dog a Spanniell In times of Peace then boast the brused scars Purchas'd with losse of bloud in noble wars My Lords I speake to you Por. Lord Cassilane We know not what you meane Cas. Yes you are set Upon a bench of justice and a day Will come heare this and quake ye potent great ones When you your selves shall stand before a judge Who in a paire of scales will weigh your actions Without abatement of one graine as then You would be found full weight I charge ye fathers Let me have justice now Pos. Lord Cassilane What strange distemperature provokes distrust Of our impartiality be sure Wee 'l flatter no mans injuries Cas. 'T is well You have a Law Lords that without remorse Dooms such as are beleagred with the curse Of foule ingratitude unto death Por. We have Cas. Then do me justice Enter Antinous Decius Erota Hyparcha Dec. Mad-man whether run'st thou Ant. Peace Decius I am deafe Hyp. Will you forget Your greatnesse and your modesty Er. Hyparcha leave I will not heare Ant. Lady great gentle Lady Er. Prethee young-man forbeare to interrupt me Triumph not in thy fortunes I will speake Pos. More uproares yet who are they that disturb us Cas. The viper 's come his feares have drawn him hether And now My Lords be Chronicled for ever And give me justice against this vile Monster This bastard of my bloud Er. 'T is justice fathers I sue for too and though I might command it If you remember Lords whose child I was Yet I will humbly beg it this old wretch Has forfeited his life to me Cas. Tricks tricks Complots devices 'twixt these paire of young-ones To blunt the edge of your well temper'd Swords Wherewith you strike offendors Lords but I Am not a baby to be fear'd with bug-beares 'T is justice I require Er. And I Ant. You speak too tenderly and too much like your self To meane a cruelty which would make monstrous Your Sexe yet for the loves sake which you once Pleas'd to pretend give my griev'd father leave To vrge his owne revenge you have no cause For yours keep peace about ye Cas. Will you heare me Phi. Here 's some strange novelty Pos. Sure we are mock'd Speake one at once say wherein hath your Son Transgress'd the Law Cas. O the grosse mists of dulnesse Are you this Kingdomes Oracles yet can be So ignorant first heare and then consider That I begot him gave him birth and life And education were I must confesse But duties of a father I did more I taught him how to manage Armes to dare An Enemy to court both death and dangers Yet these were but additions to compleate A well accomplish'd Souldier I did more yet I made him chiefe Commander in the field Next to my selfe and gave him the full prospect Of honour and preferment train'd him up In all perfections of a martiallist But he unmindfull of his gratitude You know with what contempt of my deserts First kick'd against mine honour scorn'd all My services then got the palme of glory Unto himselfe yet
am buried quicke I heare a dog No 't is a cricket ha here 's a cuckold buried Take heed of his horns sir here 's the doore 't is open Clarinda at the doore Whos 's there Lisan. Friend Cla. Sir Lisander Lis. I Clarin. Ye are welcome follow me and make no noise Lis. Go to your horse and keep your watch with care sirah And be sure ye sleep not Ex. Lisan Clarin Lanc. Send me out the dairy-maid To play at trump with me and keep me waking My fellow horse and I now must discourse Like two learned Almanack-makers of the stars And tell what a plentifull year 't wil prove of drunkards If I had but a pottle of Sacke like a sharp prickle To knock my nose against when I am nodding I should sing like a Nightingall but I must Keepe watch without it I am apt to dance Good fortune guide me from the faires circles Exit Enter Clarinda with a Taper and Lisander with a Pistole two Chaires set out Clarin. Come neare Caliste sitting behind a Curtaine I 'le leave ye now draw but that Curtaine And have your wish now Leon I am for thee We that are servants must make use of stoln houres And be glad of snatch'd occasions Exit Lisand. Shee is asleepe Fierce love hath clos'd his lights I may looke on her Within her eyes has lock'd his graces up I may behold and live how sweet she breathes The orient morning breaking out in odors Is not so full of perfumes as her breath is She is the abstract of all excellence and scornes a paralell Cal. Who 's there Lis. Your servant your most obedient slave adored Lady That comes but to behold those eyes againe And pay some vowes I have to sacred beauty And so passe by I am blind as ignorance And know not where I wander how I live Till I receive from their bright influence Light to direct me for devotions sake You are the Saint I tread these holy steps to And holy Saints are all relenting sweetnesse Be not inrag'd nor be not angry with me The greatest attribute of heaven is mercy And 't is the crowne of justice and the glory Where it may kill with right to save with pitty Cal. Why do you kneele I know you come to mock me T' upbraid me with the benefits you have giv'n me Which are too many and too mighty sir For my returne and I confesse 't is justice That for my cruelty you should despise me And I expect however you are calme now A foyle you strive to set your cause upon It will breake out Caliste is unworthy Coy proud disdaine full I acknowledge all Colder of comfort than the frozen North is And more a stranger to Lisanders worth His youth and faith then it becomes her gratitude I blush to grant it yet take this along A soveraigne medicine to allay displeasure May be an argument to bring me off too She is married and she is chaste how sweet that sounds How it perfumes all ayre 't is spoken in O deare Lisander would you breake this union Lis. No I adore it let me kisse your hand And seale the faire faith of a Gentleman on it Cal. You are truly valiant would it not afflict you To have the horrid name of coward touch you Such is the whore to me Lis. I nobly thanke ye And may I be the same when I dishonour ye This I may do againe Kissing her hand Cal. Ye may and worthily Such comforts maids may grant with modesty And neither make her poore nor wrong her bounty Noble Lisander how fond now am I of ye I heard you were hurt Lis. You dare not heale me Lady I am hurt here how sweetly now she blushes Excellent objects kill our sight she blinds me The roses in the pride of May shew pale to her O tyrant custome and O coward honour How ye compell me to put on mine owne chaines May I not kisse ye now in superstition For you appeare a thing that I would kneele to Let me erre that way Kisses her Cal. Ye shall erre for once I have a kind of noble pity on you Among your manly sufferings make this most To erre no farther in desire for then sir Ye adde unto the gratitudes I owe you And after death your deare friends soule shall blesse you Lis. I am wondrous honest Cal. I dare try Kisses Lis. I have tasted a blessednesse too great for dull mortality Once more and let me dye Cal. I dare not murther How will maids curse me if I kill with kisses And young men flye th' embraces of faire virgins Come pray sit down but let 's talke temperately Lis. Is my deare friend a bed Cal. Yes and asleep Secure asleep 't is midnight too Lisander Speake not so loud Lis. You see I am a Statue I could not stand else as I had eaten Ice Or tooke into my bloud a drowzie poyson And natures noblest brightest flame burne in me Midnight and I stand quietly to behold so The alarme rung and I sleep like a coward I am worne away my faith and dull obedience Like crutches carry my decayed body Down to the grave I have no youth within me Yet happily you love too Cal. Love with honour Lis. Honour what 's that 't is but a specious title We should not prize too high Cal. Dearer than life Lis. The value of it is as time has made it And time and custome have too far insulted We are no Gods to be alwaies tyed to strictnesse 'T is a presumption to shew too like 'em March but an houre or two under loves ensignes We have examples of great memories Cal. But foule ones too that greatnesse cannot cover That wife that by example sins sins double And puls the curtaine open to her shame too Me thinkes to enjoy you thus Lis. 'T is no joy Lady A longing bride if she stop here would cry The Bridegroome too and with just cause curse Hymen But yeild a little be one houre a woman I do not speake this to compell you Lady And give your will but motion let it stirre But in the taste of that weake feares call evill Try it to understand it wee 'l do no thing You 'l never come to know pure good else Cal. Fie sir Lis. I have found a way let 's slip into this errour As Innocents that know not what we did As we were dreaming both let us embrace The sin is none of ours then but our fancies What have I said what blasphemie to honour O my base thoughts pray ye take this and shoot me My villaine thoughts Noise within Cal. I weep your miserie and would to heaven-what noise Lis. It comes on louder Kill me and save your selfe save your faire honour And lay the fault on me let my life perish My base lascivious life shoote quickely Lady Cal. Not for the world retire behind the hangings And there stand close my husband close Lisander Clean. Dearest are you well Enter Cleander with a
And wou'd be farther tried I do intend it Because you shall not or you wou'd not win me At such an easie rate Arm. I am prepared still And if I shrinke Quisar. I know ye are no coward This is the utmost triall of your constancy And if you stand fast now I am yours your wife sir You hold there 's nothing deare that may atchieve me Doubted or dangerous Arm. There 's nothing nothing Let me but know that I may straight flie to it Quisar. I 'le tell you then change your religion And be of one beleefe with me Arm. How Quisar. Marke Worship our Gods renounce that faith you are bred in 'T is easily done I 'le teach ye suddenly And humbly on your knees Arm. Ha! I 'le be hang'd first Quisar. Offer as we do Arm. To the Devill Lady Offer to him I hate I know the devill To dogs and cats you make offer to them To every bird that flies and every worme How terribly I shake Is this the venture The tryall that you talkt off where have I bin And how forgot my selfe how lost my memorie When did I pray or looke up stedfastly Had any goodnes in my heart to guide me That I should give this vantage to mine enemie The enemie to my peace forsake my faith Quisar. Come come I know ye love me Ar. Love ye this way This most destroying way sure you but jest Lady Quis. My love and life are one way Ar. Love alone then and mine another way I 'le love diseases first Doate on a villaine that would cut my throat Wooe all afflictions of all sorts kisse crueltie Have mercy heaven how have I been wandring Wandring the way of lust and left my maker How have I slept like Corke upon a water And had no feeling of the storme that tost me Trod the blinde paths of death forsooke assurance Eternitie of blessednesse for a woman For a young hansome face hazard my being Quis. Are not our powers eternall so their comforts As great and full of hopes as yours Ar. They are puppits Gov. Now marke him sir and but observe him nearly Ar. Their comforts like themselves cold senseles outsides You make 'em sicke as we are peevish mad Subject to age and how can they cure us That are not able to refine themselves Quis. The Sun Moon we worship those are heavenly And their bright influences we beleeve Ar. Away foole I adore the Maker of that Sun and Moone That gives those bodies light and influence That pointed out their paths and taught their motions They are not so great as we they are our servants Plac'd there to teach us time to give us knowledge Of when and how the swellings of the maine aire And their returnes agen they are but our stewards To make the earth fat with their influence That she may bring forth her increase and feed us Shall I fall from this faith to please a woman For her embraces bring my soule to ruine I lookd you should have said make me a Christian Worke that great cure for 't is a great one woman That labour truly doe performe that venture The crowne of all great triall and the fairest I lookd ye should have wept and kneel'd to beg it Washt off your mist of ignorance with waters Pure and repentant from those eyes I lookt You should have brought me your chief god ye worship He that you offer humane bloud and life to And made a sacrifice of him to memorie Beat downe his Altars ruin'd his false Temples Gov. Now you may see Quis. Take heed you goe too far sir And yet I love to heare him I must have ye And to that end I let you storme a little I know there must be some strife in your bosome To coole and quiet ye ere you can come backe I know old friends cannot part suddenly There wil be some let still yet I must have ye Have ye of my faith too and so injoy ye Arm. Now I contemne ye and I hate my selfe For looking on that face lasciviously And it lookes ugly now methinkes Quisar. How Portugall Ar. It lookes like death it selfe to which 't wou'd lead me Your eyes resemble pale dispaire they fright me And in their rounds a thousand horrid ruines Methinkes I see and in your tongue heare fearefully The hideous murmurs of weake soules have suffer'd Get from me I despise ye and know woman That for all this trap you have laid to catch my life in To catch my immortall life I hate and curse ye Contemne your deities spurne at their powers And where I meet your maumet Gods I 'le swing 'em Thus o're my head and kick 'em into puddles Nay I will out of vengeance search your Temples And with those hearts that serve my God demolish Your shambles of wild worships Gov. Now now you heare sir Arm. I will have my faith since you are so crafty The glorious crosse although I love your brother Let him frowne too I will have my devotion And let your whole State storme Kin. Enter and take him I am sorry friend that I am forc'd to do this Gov. Be sure you bind him fast Quisar. But use him nobly King Had it to me been done I had forgiven it And still preserv'd you faire but to our Gods sir Quisar. Methinkes I hate 'em now Kin. To our Religion To these to be thus stubborne thus rebellious To threaten them Arm. Use all your violence I aske no mercy nor repent my words I spit at your best powers I serve one Will give me strength to scourge your gods Gov. Away with him Arm. To grind 'em into base dust and disperse 'em That never more their bloudy memories Gov. Clap him close up Kin. Good friend be cooler Arm. Never Your painted sister I despise too King Softly Arm. And all her devillish arts laugh and scorne at Mocke her blind purposes King You must be temperate Offer him no violence I command you strictly Gov. Now thou art up I shall have time to speake too Quis. Oh how I love this man how truly honour him Exeunt Actus Quintus Scaena prima Enter Christophero and Pedro at one doore Emanuel and Soza at another Chr. Do you know the newes Gentlemen Em. Wou'd we knew as well sir How to prevent it Soz. Is this the love they beare us For our late benefit taken so maliciously And clapt up close is that the thankes they render Ch. It must not be put up thus smother'd sleightly 'T is such a base unnaturall wrong Ped. I know They may thinke to doe wonders aime at all And to blow us with a vengeance out o' th' Islands But if we be our selves honest and resolute And continue but Masters of our ancient courages Sticke close and give no vantage to their villanies Soz. Nay if we faint or fall apeeces now We are fooles and worthy to be markt for miserie Begin to strike at him they are all bound to To cancell his deserts
now grown old with idlenesse I heare we shall abroad sir Ant. Yes and presently But who thinkes you commands now Leon. Who commands sir Methinkes mine eye should guide me can there be If you your selfe will spare him so much honour Any found out to lead before your armies So full of faith and fire as brave Demetrius King Philips Son at his yeares was an old Souldier 'T is time his fortune be a wing high time sir So many idle houres as here he loyters So many ever-living names he loses I hope 't is he Ant. 'T is he indeed and nobly He shall set forward draw you all those Garrisons Upon the frontiers as you passe to those Joyne these in pay at home our ancient souldiers And as you go presse all the Provinces Leo. We shall not need Beleeve this hopefull Gentleman Can want no swords nor honest hearts to follow him We shall be full no feare sir Ant. You Leontius Because you are an old and faithfull servant And know the wars with all his vantages Be neare to his instructions least his youth Lose valours best companion staid discretion Shew where to lead to lodge to charge with safetie In execution not to breake nor scatter But with a provident anger follow nobly Not covetous of bloud and death but honour Be ever neare his watches cheere his labours And where his hope stands faire provoke his valour Love him and thinke it no dishonour my Demetrius To weare this Jewell neare thee he is a tri'd one And one that even in spight of time that sunke him And frosted up his strength will yet stand by thee And with the proudest of thine enemies Exchange for bloud and bravely take his counsell Leo. Your grace hath made me young again and wanton Ant. She must be known and suddenly when you have done Come in and take your leave sir and some few Prayers along Ant. Do ye know her Gent. Char No beleeve sir Ant. Did you observe her Tymon Tym. I look'd on her But what she is Ant. I must have that found Tym. Well sir Dem. I know my duty Exit Ant. You shall be halfe my father Leo. All your Servant Come Gentlemen you are resolv'd I am sure To see these wars 1 Gent. We dare not leave his fortunes Though most assured death hung round about us Leo. That bargaines yet to make Be not too hasty when ye face the Enemie Nor too ambitious to get honour instantly But charge within your bounds and keepe close bodies And you shall see what sport wee 'l make these mad-caps You shall have game enough I warrant ye Every mans Cock shall fight Dem. I must go see sir Brave sir as soone as I have taken leave I 'le meet you in the Parck Draw the men thether Waite you upon Leontius Gent. Wee 'l attend sir Lie But I beseech your Grace with speed the sooner We are i' th' field Dem. You could not please me better Exit Leo. You never saw the wars yet Gent. Not yet Collonell Leo. These foolish Mistrisses do so hang about ye So whimper and so hug I know it Gentlemen And so intice ye now ye are i' th' bud And that sweet tilting war with eies and kisses Th' allarums of soft vowes and sighes and fiddle faddles Spoiles all our trade You must forget these knick knacks A woman at some time of yeare I grant ye She is necessarie but make no busines of her How now Lieutenant Ent. Lieutenant Lieu. Oh sir as ill as eves We shall have wars they say they are mustring yonder Would we were at it once fie how it plagues me Le. Here 's one has served now under Captaine Cupid And crackt a Pike in 's youth you see what 's come on 't Lieu. No my disease will never prove so honourable Le. Why sure thou hast the best pox Lieu. If I have 'em I am sure I got 'em in the best companie They are pox of thirty Coates Le. Thou hast mewed 'em finely Here 's a strange fellow now and a brave fellow If we may say so of a pockie fellow Which I beleeve we may this poore Lieutenant Whether he have the scratches or the scabs Or what a devill it be I 'le say this for him There sights no braver souldier under Sun gentlemen Show him an Enemie his paine 's forgot straight And where other men by beds and bathes have ease And easie rules of phisick set him in a danger A danger that 's a fearfull one indeed Ye rock him and he will so play about ye Let it be ten to one he ne're comes off againe Ye have his heart and then he works it bravely And throughly bravely not a pang remembred I have seen him do such things beliefe would shrinke at Gent. 'T is strange he should do all this and diseas'd so Leo. I am sure 't is true Lieutenant canst thou drink wel Lieu. Would I were drunk dog-drunk I might not feele this Gent. I would take Phisicke Lieu. But I would know my disease first Leon. Why it may be the Collique canst thou blow backward Lieu. There 's never a bag-pipe in the kingdom better Gent. Is 't not a pluresie Lieu. 'T is any thing That has the devill and death in 't will ye march Gentlemen The Prince has taken leave Leo. How know ye that Lie I saw him leave the Court dispatch his followers And met him after in a bye street I thinke He has some wench or such a toy to lick over Before he goe would I had such another To draw this foolish paine downe Leo. Let 's away Gentlemen For sure the Prince will stay on us Gent. Wee 'l attend sir Exeunt Scaene 2. Enter Demetrius and Celia Cel. Must ye needs go Dem. Or stay with all dishonour Cel. Are there not men enough to fight Dem. Fie Celia This ill becomes the noble love you beare me Would you have your love a coward Cel. No beleeve sir I would have him fight but not so far off from me Dem. Wouldst have it thus or thus Cel. If that be fighting Dem. Ye wanton foole when I come home againe I 'le fight with thee at thine weapon Celia And conquer thee too Cel. That you have done already You need no other Armes to me but these sir But will you fight your selfe sir Dem. Thus deep in bloud wench And through the thickest rankes of Pikes Cel. Spur bravely Your firie Courser beat the troopes before ye And crambe the mouth of death with executions Dem. I would do more then these But prethee tell me Tell me my faire where got'st thou this male spirit I wonder at thy mind Cel. Were I man then You would wonder more Dem. Sure thou wouldst prove a Souldier And some great Leader Cel. Sure I should do somewhat And the first thing I did I should grow envious Extreamely envious of your youth and honour Dem. And fight against me Cel. Ten to one I should do it Dem. Thou wouldst not hurt me
The Court shall be brought to you then how now who is 't 1. Maid An ancient woman with a maid attending A pretty girle but out of cloathes for a little money It seemes she would put her to your bringing up Madam Enter Woman and Phebe Leu. Let her come in Would ye ought with us good woman I pray be short we are full of businesse Wo. I have a tender girle here and 't please your honour Leu. Very well VVom. That hath a great desire to serve your worship Leu. It may be so I am full of Maids VVom. She is young forsooth And for her truth and as they say her bearing Leu. Ye say well come ye hither maid let me feel your pulse 'T is some what weak but nature will grow stronger Let me see your leg she treads but low i th' pasternes VVom. A cork heele Madam Leu. We know what will doe it Without your aime good woman what do you pitch her at Shee 's but a slight toy cannot hold out long VVom. Even what you think is meet Leu. Give her ten Crowns we are full of businesse Shee is a poore woman let her take a Cheese home Enter the wench i th' office Ex. VVom. 1. Mai. 2. Maid What 's your name sister Phe. Phebe forsooth Leu. A pretty name 't will doe well Goe in and let the other maid instruct ye Phebe Ex. Phe. Let my old velvet skirt be made fit for her I 'le put her into action for a wascoate And when I have rigg'd her up once this small Pinnace Shall saile for gold and good store too who 's there Knock within Ent. Menippe Lord shall we never have any ease in this world Still troubled still molested what would you have I cannot furnish ye faster then I am able And ye were my husband a thousand times I cannot do it At least a dozen poasts are gone this morning For severall parts of the Kingdome I can do no more But pay 'em and instruct 'em Men. Prethee good sweet heart I come not to disturbe thee nor discourage thee I know thou labour'st truly harke in thine eare Leu. Ha What do you make so dainty on 't looke there I am an Asse I can do nothing Men. Celia I this is she a stranger borne Leu. What would you give for more now Men. Prethee my best Leucippe ther 's much hangs on t Lodg'd at the end of Marse's street that 's true too At the sacke of such a Towne by such a Souldier Preserv'd a prisoner and by Prince Demetrius Bought from that man againe maintain'd and favourd How came you by this knowledge Leu. Poore weake man I have a thousand eyes when thou art sleeping Abroad and full of businesse Men. You never tri'd her Leu. No she is beyond my levell so hedg'd in By the Princes infinite love and favour to her Men. She is a hansome wench Leu. A delicate and knowes it And out of that proofe armes her selfe Men. Come in then I have a great designe from the King to you And you must worke like waxe now Leu. On this Lady Men. On this and all your wits call home Leu. I have done Toyes in my time of some note old as I am I thinke my braines will worke without barme Take up the Bookes Men. As we goe in I 'le tell ye Exeunt Scaene 4. Enter Antigonus Tymon Lords and a Souldier Ant. No face of sorrow for this losse 't will choake him Nor no man misse a friend I know his nature So deep imprest with griefe for what he has suffer'd That the least adding to it adds to his ruine His losse is not so infinite I hope Souldier Soul Faith neither great nor out of discretion The young men out of heate Enter Demetrius Leontius and Lieutenant Ant. I ghesse the manner Lord Men. The Prince and 't like your Grace Ant. You are welcome home sir Come no more sorrow I have heard your fortune And I my self haue tride the like cleare up man I will not have ye take it thus if I doubted Your feare had lost and that you had turn'd your back to 'em Basely besought their mercies Leo. No no by this hand sir We fought like honest and tall men Antig. I know 't Leontius or if I thought Neglect of rule having his councell with ye Or too vaine-glorious appetite of fame Your men forgot and scatter'd Leo. None of these sir He shew'd himselfe a noble gentleman Every way apt to rule Ant. These being granted Why should you think you have done an act so hainous That nought but discontent dwells round about ye I have lost a Battaile Leo. I and fought it hard too Ant. With as much meanes as man Leo. Or devill could urge it Ant. Twenty to one of our side now Leo. Turne Tables Beaten like dogs againe like Owles you take it To hart for flying but a mile before 'em And to say truth 't was no flight neither sir 'T was but a walke a handsome walke I have tumbl'd with this old body beaten like a stock-fish And stuck with arrowes like an arming Quiver Blouded and bang'd almost a day before 'em And glad I have got off then Here 's a mad shaver He fights his share I am sure when ere he comes to 't Yet I have seen him trip it tithely too And cry the devill take the hindmost ever Lieu. I learn'd it of my betters Leo. Boudge at this Ant. Has fortune but one face Lieu. In her best vizard Me thinks she looks but lowzily Ant. Chance though she faint now And sink below our expectations Is there no hope left strong enough to boy her Dem. 'T is not this day I fled before the enemie And lost my people left mine honour murder'd My mayden honour never to be ransom'd VVhich to a noble soule is too too sencible Afflicts me with this sadnesse most of these Time may turne straight againe experience perfect And new swords cut new wayes to nobler fortunes O I have lost Ant. As you are mine forget it I doe not think it losse Demet. O sir forgive me I have lost my friends those worthy soules bred with me I have lost my selfe they were the pieces of me I have lost all Arts my Schooles are taken from me Honour and Armes no emulation left me I liv'd to see these men lost look'd upon it These men that twin'd their loves to mine their vertues O shame of shames I saw and could not save 'em This carries sulphure in 't this burnes and boyles me And like a fatall Tombe bestrides my memorie Antig. This was hard fortune but if alive and taken They shall be ransom'd let it be at Millions Dem. They are dead they are dead Lieu. VVhen would he weep for me thus I may be dead and powder'd Leo. Good Prince grieve not VVe are not certaine of their deaths the enemy Though he be hot and keene Yet holds good Quarter VVhat noyse is this Great Shout within Enter Gentlemen Lieu.
furie Ye bread and butter rogues do ye run from me And my side would give me leave I would so hunt ye Ye porredge gutted slaves ye veale-broth boobies Enter Demetrius and Phisitians and Gentlemen Leo. Enough enough Lieutenant thou hast done bravely Dem. Mirrour of man Lieu. There 's a flag for ye sir I tooke it out o' th' shop and never paid for 't I 'le to 'em againe I am not come to th' text yet Dem. No more my souldier beshrew my heart he is hurt sore Leo. Hang him hee 'l lick all those whole 1 Phi. Now will we take him And cure him in a trice Dem. Be carefull of him Lieu. Let me live but two yeares And doe what ye will with me I never had but two houres yet of happinesse Pray ye give me nothing to provoke my valour For I am ev'n as weary of this fighting 2 Phi. Ye shall have nothing come to the Princes Tent And there the Surgeons presently shall search ye Then to your rest Lieu. A little hansome litter To lay me in and I shall sleepe Leo. Looke to him Dem. I do beleeve a horse begot this fellow He never knew his strength yet they are our owne Leo. I thinke so I am cozen'd else I would but see now A way to fetch these off and save their honours Dem. Only their lives Leo. Pray ye take no way of peace now Unlesse it be with infinite advantage Dem. I shall be rul'd Let the battels now move forward Ent. Trumpet and Herold Our selfe will give the signall Now Herold what 's your message Her From my Masters This honourable courtesie a Parley For halfe an houre no more sir Dem. Let 'em come on They have my princely word Enter Seleucus Lysimacus Ptolomy attendants Souldiers Her They are here to attend ye Dem. Now Princes your demands Sel. Peace if it may bee Without the too much tainture of our honour Peace and wee 'l buy it too Dem. At what price Ly. Tribute Ptol. At all the charge of this war Leo. That will not do Sel. Leontius you and I have serv'd together And run through many a fortune with our swords Brothers in wounds and health one meat has fed us One tent a thousand times from cold night cover'd us Our loves have been but one and had we died then One monument had held our names and actions Why do you set upon your friends such prizes And sacrifice to giddy chance such Trophies Have we forgot to dye or are our vertues Lesse in afflictions constant than our fortunes Ye are deceiv'd old souldier Leo. I know your worths And thus low bow in reverence to your vertues Were these my wars or lead my power in chiefe here I knew then how to meet your memories They are my Kings imployments this man fights now To whom I owe all dutie faith and service This man that fled before ye call backe that That bloudy day againe call that disgrace home And then an easie peace may sheath our swords up I am not greedy of your lives and fortunes Nor do I gape ungratefully to swallow ye Honour the spur of all illustrious natures That made you famous Souldiers and next Kings And not ambitious envy strikes me forward Will ye unarme and yeild your selves his prisoners Sel. We never knew what that sound meant no gives Shall ever bind this body but embraces Nor weight of sorrow here till earth fall on me Leo. Expect our charge then Lys. 'T is the nobler curtesie And so we leave the hand of heaven to blesse us Dem. Stay have you any hope Cel We have none left us But that one comfort of our deaths together Give us but room to sight Leo. Win it and weare it Ptol. Call from the hils those companies hang ore us Like bursting clouds and then breake in and take us Dem. Find such a Souldier will forsake advantage And wee 'l draw off to shew I dare be noble And hang a light out to ye in this darkenesse The light of peace give up those Cities forts And all those frontire Countries to our uses Sel. Is this the peace traitours to those that feed us Our Gods and people give our Countries from us Lis. Begin the knell it sounds a great deale sweeter Ptol. Let loose your servant death Sel. Fall fate upon us Our memories shall never stinke behind us Dem. Seleucus great Seleucus Sol. The Prince cals sir Dem. Thou stocke of noblenesse and curtesie Thou father of the war Leo. What meanes the Prince now Dem. Give me my Standard here Lys. His anger 's melted Dem. You Gentlemen that were his prisoners And felt the bounty of that noble nature Lay all your hands and beare these Colours to him The Standard of the Kingdome take it souldier Ptol. What will this meane Dem. Thou hast won it beare it off And draw thy men home whilst we waite upon thee Sel. You shall have all our countries Lys. Ptol. All by heaven sir Dem. I will not have a stone a bush a bramble No in the way of curtesie I 'le start ye Draw off and make a lane through all the Armie That these that have subdu'd us may martch through us Sel. Sir do not make me surfet with such goodnesse I 'le beare your Standard for ye follow ye Dem. I sweare it shall be so martch through me fairely And thine be this daies honour great Seleucus Ptol. Mirrour of noble minds Dem. Nay then ye hate me Leo. I cannot speake now Ex with Drums Shouts Well go thy wayes at a sure peece of bravery Thou art the best these men are won by th' neckes now I 'le send a post away Actus Quartus Scaena prima Enter Antigonus and Menippus Ant. NO aptnesse in her Men. Not an immodest motion And yet when she is as free and when she is courted Makes as wild witty answers Ant. This more fires me I must not have her thus Men. We cannot alter her Ant. Have ye put the youths upon her Men. All that know any thing And have been studied how to catch a beauty But like so many whelps about an Elephant The Prince is coming home sir Ant. I heare that too But that 's no matter am I alter'd well Men. Not to be knowne I thinke sir Ant. I must see her Ent. 2 Gent. or Lords 1 Gent. I offered all I had all I could thinke of I tri'd her through all the points o' th' compasse I thinke 2 Gent. She studies to undo the Court to plant here The enemy to our age chastitie She is the first that ere bauked a close Arbour And the sweet contents within She hates curl'd heads too And setting up or beards she sweares is Idolatrie 1 Gent. I never knew so faire a face so froze Yet she would make one thinke 2 Gent. True by her carriage For she 's as wanton as a kid toth ' out side As full of mocks and taunts I kiss'd her hand too Walkt with her halfe
Beare witnesse I am forc't to 't Exit Duke Though you have a courser title yet upon you Then those that left your places without blame T is in your power to make your selves the same I cannot make you gentlemen that 's a work Rais'd from your owne deservings merit manners And in-borne vertue doe's it Let your own goodnesse Make you so great my power shall make you greater And more t' encourage you this I adde agen There 's many Grooms now exact Gentlemen Enter Shamont Sham. Me thinks 't is strange to me to enter here Is there in nature such an awfull power To force me to this place and make me doe this Is mans affections stronger then his will His resolution was I now resolv'd Never to see this place more Doe I beare Within my breast one bloud that confounds th' other The bloud of love and will and the last weakest Had I ten Millions I would give it all now I were but past it or 't would never come For I shall never do 't or not do 't well But spoyle it utterly betwixt two passions Yonder 's the Duke himselfe I will not do 't now Had twenty lives their severall sufferings in him Exit Duke Who 's that went out now Pol. I saw none my Lord Du. Nor you Moul. I saw the glimpse of one my Lord Du. What ere it was methought it pleas'd me strangly And suddenly my joy was ready for 't Did you not marke it better Pol. Moul. Troth my Lord We gave no great heed to 't Enter Shamont Sham. 'T will not be answer'd It brings me hither still by maine force hither Either I must give over to professe humanity Or I must speak for him Duke 'T is here agen No marvaile 't was so pleasing 't is delight And worth it selfe now it appeares unclouded Sham. My Lord He turnes away from mee by this hand I am ill-us'd of all sides 't is a fault That fortune ever had t' abuse a goodnesse Duke Methought you were saying somewhat Sham. Marke the Language As coy as face I see 't will nere be granted Du. We little look'd in troth to see you here yet Sham. Not till the day after my brothers death I think Du. Sure some great businesse drew you Sha. No insooth sir Onely to come to see a brother dye sir That I may learne to goe too and if he deceive me not I think he will doe well in 't of a souldier Manly and honestly and if he weep then I shall not think the worse on 's man-hood for 't Because hee 's leaving of that part that has it Duk. Has slaine a noble gentleman thinke on 't sir Sham. I would I could not sir Duk. Our Kinsman too Sham. All this is but worse sir Du. When 't is at worst Yet seeing thee he lives Sham. My Lord Du. He lives Believe it as thy blisse he dyes not for 't Will this make satisfaction for things past Sham. Oh my Lord Du. Will it speak Sh. With greater shame to my unworthinesse Du. Rise then wee 're ev'n I never found it harder To keep just with a man my great work 's ended I knew your brothers pardon was your suit sir How ever your nice modestie held it back Sham. I take a joy now to confesse it sir Enter 1. Gent. 1 Gent. My Lord Du. Heare me first sir what e're your newes be Set free the Souldier instantly 1 Gen. T is done my Lord Du. How 1 Gen. In effect 't was part of my newes too There 's faire hope of your noble kinsmans life sir Du. What saist thou 1 Gen. And the most admired change That living flesh e're had he 's not the man my Lord Death cannot be more free from passions sir Then he is at this instant hee 's so meek now He makes those seem passionate was never thought of And for he feares his moods have oft disturb'd you sir Hee 's onely hasty now for his forgivenesse And here behold him sir Enter Passion the Cupid and two brothers Du. Let me give thanks first our worthy Cousen Pas. Your unworthy trouble sir For which with all acknowledg'd reverence I aske your pardon and for injurie More knowne and wilfull I have chose a wise Without your counsell or consent my Lord Duke A wife where is she sir Pas. This noble Gentlewoman Duk. How Pas. Whose honour my forgetful times much wrong'd Du. Hee 's madder then he was 1 Gen. I would ha' sworne for him Du. The Cupid cousen Pas. Yes this worthy Lady sir Du. Still worse and worse 1 Bro. Our sister under pardon my Lord Du. What 2 Bro. Which shape Love taught her to assume Du. Is 't truth then 1 Ge. It appears plainly now below the waste my Lord Du. Shamont didst ever read of a she-Cupid Sham. Never in fiction yet but it might hold sir For Desire is of both Genders Enter the Dukes sister Du. Make that good here He joyns Shamonts hand and his Sisters I take thee at thy word sir Sham. O my Lord Love would appeare too bold and rude from me Honour and admiration are her rights Her goodnesse is my Saint my Lord Duke I see Y' are both too modest to bestow your selves I 'le save that vertue still 't is but my paines come It shall be so Sham. This gift does but set forth my poverty Lady Sir that which you complaine of is my riches Enter Shamonts brother the Souldier Du. Soldier now every noise sounds peace th' art welcome Sol. Sir my repentance sues for your blest favour Which once obtain'd no injury shall lose it I le suffer mightier wrongs Duk. Rise lov'd and pardon'd For where hope fail'd nay Art it selfe resign'd Thou 'st wrought that cure which skil could never find Nor did there cease but to our peace extend Never could wrongs boast of a nobler end Exeunt The Prologue at the reviving of this Play IT 's growne in fash'on of late in these dayes To come and beg a sufferance to our Playes Faith Gentlemen our Poet ever writ Language so good mixt with such sprightly wit He made the Theatre so soveraigne With his rare Scaenes he scorn'd this crowching veine We stabb'd him with keene daggers when we pray'd Him write a Preface to a Play well made He could not write these toyes 't was easier farre To bring a Felon to appeare at th' Barre So much he hated basenesse which this day His Scaenes will best convince you of in 's Play The Epilogue OUr Poet bid us say for his owne part He cannot lay too much forth of his Art But feares our over-acting passions may As not adorne deface his labour'd Play Yet still he is resolute for what is writ Of Nicer valour and assumes the wit But for the Love-Scaenes which he ever meant Cupid in 's Petticoat should represent Hee 'll stand no shock of censure the Plaie 's good He sayes he knowes it if well understood But we blinde god begge if thou art divine Thou
no my friends you are cozen'd the good Numerianus now is past the sense of wrong or injury Guard How dead Dio. Let your own eyes inform you Get. An Emperours Cabinet Fough I have known a Charnel-house smell sweeter If Emperours flesh have this savour what will mine do when I am rotten 1 Guard Most unheard-of villany 2 Guard And with all cruelty to be reveng'd 3 Guard Who is the murtherer name him that we may punish it in his family Dio. Who but Aper the barbarous and most ingrateful Aper His desperate Poniard printed on his brest this deadly wound hate to vow'd enemies findes a full satisfaction in death and Tyrants seek no farther He a Subject and bound by all the Ties of love and duty ended not so but does deny his Prince whose ghost forbad passage to his rest mourns by the Stygian shore his Funeral-Rites Nay weep not let your loves speak in your anger and to confirm you gave no suffrage to the damned Plot lend me your helping hands to wreak the Parricide and if you finde that there is worth in Diocles to deserve it make him your leader Guard A Diocles a Diocles Dio. We 'll force him from his Guards And now my Stars if you have any good for me in store shew it when I have slain this fatal Boar Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Delphia and Drusilla in a Throne drawn by Dragons Del. Fix here and rest a while your Sail-stretch'd wings that have out-stript the windes the eye of heaven durst not behold your speed but hid it self behinde the grossest clouds and the pale Moon pluckt in her silver horns trembling for fear that my strong Spells should force her from her Sphere such is the power of Art Dru. Good Aunt where are we Del. Look down Drusilla on these lofty Towers these spacious streets where every private house appears a Palace to receive a King the site the wealth the beauty of the place will soon inform thee 't is imperious Rome Rome the great Mistris of the conquer'd world Dru. But without Diocles it is to me like any wildernesse we have pass'd ore shall I not see him Del. Yes and in full glory and glut thy greedy eyes with looking on his prosperous successe Contain thy self for though all things beneath us are transparent the sharpest sighted were he Eagle-ey'd cannot discover us nor will we hang idle Spectators to behold his triumph Enter Diocles Maximinian Guard Aper Senators Geta Officers with Litter but when occasion shall present it self do something to adde to it See he comes Dru. How god-like he appears with such a grace the Giants that attempted to scale heaven when they lay dead on the Phlegrean plain Mars did appear to Jove Del. Forbear Dio. Look on this and when with horrour thou hast view'd thy deed thy most accursed deed be thine own judge and see thy guilt consider'd if thou canst perswade thy self whom thou stand'st bound to hate to hope or plead for mercy Aper I confesse my life 's a burden to me Dio. Thou art like thy name a cruel Boar whose snout hath rooted up the fruitful Vineyard of the Common-wealth I long have hunted for thee and since now thou art in the Toyl it is in vain to hope thou ever shalt break out thou dost deserve the Hangmans hook or to be punished more majorum whipt with rods to death or any way that were more terrible Yet since my future fate depends upon thee thus to fulfil great Delphia's Prophecie Aper thou fatal Boar receive the honour to fall by Diocles hand Shine clear my Stars that usher'd me to taste this common air in my entrance to the world and give applause to this great work Musick Del. Strike Musick from the Spheres Dru. O now you honour me Dio. Ha in the Air All Miraculous Max. This shews the gods approve the Person and the Act then if the Senate for in their eyes I read the Souldiers love think Diocles worthy to supply the place of dead Numerianus as he stands his heir in his revenge with one consent salute him Emperour Senat. Long live Diocles Augustus Pater Patriae and all Titles that are peculiar onely to the Caesars we gladly throw upon him Guard We confirm it and will defend his honour with our Swords against the world raise him to the Tribunal 1 Sen. Fetch the Imperial Robes and as a signe we give him absolute power of life and death binde this sword to his side 2 Sen. Omit no Ceremony that may be for his honour Song Max. Still the gods expresse that they are pleas'd with this election Geta. My Master is an Emperour and I feel a Senators Itch upon me would I could hire these fine invisible Fidlers to play to me at my instalment Dio. I embrace your loves and hope the honours that you heap upon me shall be with strength supported It shall be my studie to appear another Atlas to stand firm underneath this heaven of Empire and bear it boldly I desire no Titles but as I shall deserve 'em I will keep the name I had being a private man onely with some small difference I will adde to Diocles but two short syllables and be called Dioclesianus Geta. That is fine I 'll follow the fashion and when I am a Senator I will be no more plain Geta but be call'd Lord Getianus Dru. He ne'er thinks of me nor of your favour Enter Niger Del. If he dares prove false these glories shall be to him as a dream or an inchanted banquet Niger From Charinus from great Charinus who with joy hath heard of your proceedings and confirms your honours he with his beauteous sister fair Aurelia are come in person like themselves attended to gratulate your fortune Loud Musick Enter Charinus Aurelia Attendants Dio. For thy news Be thou in France Pro-consul let us meet the Emperour with all honour and embrace him Dru. O Aunt I fear this Princesse doth eclipse th' opinion of my beauty though I were my self to be the judge Del. Rely on me Char. 'T is vertue and not birth that makes us noble Great actions speak great mindes and such should govern and you are grac't with both Thus as a Brother a Fellow and Co-partner in the Empire I do embrace you may we live so far from difference or emulous Competition that all the world may say Although two Bodies we have one Minde Aur. When I look on the Trunk of dear Numerianus I should wash his wounds with tears and pay a sisters sorrow to his sad fate but since he lives again in your most brave Revenge I bow to you as to a power that gave him second life and will make good my promise If you finde that there is worth in me that may deserve you and that in being your wife I shall not bring disquiet and dishonour to your Bed Although my youth and fortune should require both to be su'd and sought to here I yeeld my self at your devotion
hearts will not yeeld they cannot bend to any adverse Fate such is their confidence Cosr. They then shall break Why you rebellious wretches dare you still contend when the least breath or nod of mine marks you out for the fire or to be made the prey of wolfs or vultures The vain name of Roman Legions I slight thus and scorn and for that boasted bug-bear Dioclesian which you presume on would he were the Master but of the spirit to meet me in the field hee soon should find that our immortall Squadrons that with full numbers ever are supyli'd could it be possible they should decay dare front his boldest Troops and scatter 'em as an high towring Falcon on her Stretches severs the fearfull fowl And by the Sun the Moon the Winds the nourishers of life and by this Sword the instrument of death since that you fly not humbly to our Mercy but yet dare hope your libertie by force if Dioclesian dare not attempt to free you with his sword all slavery that crueltie can find out to make you wretched falls heavie on you Max. If the Sun keeps his course and the earth can bear his souldiers march I fear not Aur. Or libertie or revenge Char. On that I build too A Trumpet Aur. A Roman Trumpet Max. 'T is Comes it not like a pardon to a man condemn'd Cosr. Admit him Enter Niger The purpose of thy coming Nig. My great Master the Lord of Rome in that all Power is spoken hoping that thou wilt prove a noble Enemie and in thy bold resistance worth his conquest defies thee Cosroe Max. There is fire in this Nig. And to encourage thy laborious powers to tug for Empire dares thee to the Field with this assurance If thy sword can win him or force his Legions with thy barbed horse but to forsake their ground that not alone wing'd Victory shall take stand on thy Tent but all the Provinces and Kingdomes held by the Roman Garrisons in this Eastern world shall be delivered up and hee himself acknowledge thee his Soveraign In return of this large offer he asks onely this That till the doubtfull Dye of War determine who has most power and should command the other thou wouldst intreat thy Prisoners like their births and not their present Fortune and to bring 'em guarded into thy Tent with thy best Strengths thy ablest men of war and thou thy self sworn to make good the place And if he fail maugre all opposition can be made in his own person to compell his way and fetch them safely off the day is thine and hee like these thy prisoner Cosr. Though I receive this but as a Roman brave I doe imbrace it and love the sender Tell him I will bring my Prisoners to the field and without ods against his single force alone defend 'em or else with equall numbers Courage noble Princes and let Posteritie record that we this memorable day restor'd to Persia that Empire of the world great Philips son ravish'd from us and Greece gave up to Rome This our strong comfort that we cannot fall ingloriously since we contend for all Exeunt Flourish Alarms Scaena quinta Enter Geta Guard Souldiers Get. I 'll swear the peace against 'em I am hurt run for a Surgeon or I faint 1. Gu. Bear up man 't is but a scratch Get. Scoring a man ore the coxcomb is but a scratch with you o' your occupation your scurvie scuffling trade I was told before my face was bad enough but now I look like bloody bone and raw head to fright children I am for no use else 2. Gu. Thou shalt fright men 1. Gu. You look so terrible now but see your face in the pummell of my sword Get. I die I am gone Oh my sweet physiognomy Enter 3 Persians 2. Gu. They come Now fight or die indeed Get. I will scape this way I cannot hold my sword What would you have of a maim'd man 1. Gu. Nay then I have a goad to prick you forward Oxe 2. Gu. Fight like a man or die lie a dog Get. Shall I like Cesar fall among my friends no mercy Et tu Brute You shall not have the honour of my death I 'll fall by the Enemie first 1. Gu. O brave brave Geta Persians driven off he plaies the divell now Enter Niger Nig. Make up for honour the Persians shrink The passage is laid open great Dioclesian like a second Mars his strong arm govern'd by the fierce Bellona performs more then a man His shield struck full of Persian darts which now are his defence against the Enemies swords still leads the way Of all the Persian Forces one strong Squadron Alarm's continued in which Cosroe in his own person fights stands firm and yet unrouted Break thorow that the day and all is ours Retreat All Victory Victory Exeunt Flourish Scaena Sexta Enter in Triumph with Roman Ensignes Guard Dioclesian Charinus Aurelia Maximinian Niger Geta Cosroe Cassana Persians as Prisoners Delphia Drusilla privately Dio. I am rewarded in the Act your freedome to me 's ten thousand Triumphs You Sir share in all my Glories And unkind Aurelia from being a Captive still command the Victor Nephew remember by whose gift you are free You I afford my pitie baser minds insult on the afflicted You shall know Vertue and Courage is admir'd and lov'd in Enemies but more of that hereafter Thanks to your valour to your swords I owe this wreath triumphant Nor be thou forgot my first poor bondman Geta I am glad thou art turn'd a fighter Get. 'T was against my will but now I am content with 't Char. But imagine what honours can be done to you beyond these transcending all example 't is in you to will in us to serve it Nig. Wee will have his Statue of pure gold set in the Capitol and he that bows not to it as a god makes forfeit of his head Max. I burst with envie and yet these honours which conferr'd on me would make me pace on air seem not to move him Dio. Suppose this done or were it possible I could rise higher still I am a man and all these Glories Empires heap'd upon me confirm'd by constant friends and faithfull Guards cannot defend me from a shaking feaver or bribe the uncorrupted dart of death to spare me one short minute Thus adorn'd in these triumphant Robes my body yeelds not a greater shadow then it did when I liv'd both poor and obscure a swords sharp point enters my flesh as far dreams break my sleep as when I was a private man my Passions are stronger tyrants on me nor is Greatnesse a saving Antidote to keep me from a traitors poyson Shall I praise my fortune or raise the building of my happinesse on her uncertain favour or presume she is my owne and sure that yet was never constant to any should my reason fail me as flattery oft corrupts it here 's an example to speak how far her smiles are to be trusted
it 1 Daugh. And then be sure to die Nen. It shall go hard else Bond. Fare well with all my heart we shall meet yonder where few of these must come Nen. Gods take thee Lady Exit Nennius Bond. Bring up the swords and poison Enter one with swords and a great cup 2 Daugh. O my fortune Bond. How how ye whore 2 Daugh. Good mother nothing to offend ye Bond. Here wench behold us Romanes Swet. Mercy yet Bond. No talking puff there goes all your pitie Come short prayers and let 's dispatch the businesse you begin shrink not I 'll see ye do 't 2 Daugh. O gentle mother O Romanes O my heart I dare not Swet. Woman woman unnatural woman 2 Daugh. O perswade her Romanes alas I am young and would live Noble mother can ye kill that ye gave life are my yeers fit for destruction Swet. Yeeld and be a Queen still a mother and a friend Bond. Ye talk come hold it and put it home 1 Daugh. Fie sister fie what would you live to be Bond. A whore still 2 Daugh. Mercie Swet. Hear her thou wretched woman 2 Daugh. Mercie mother O whither will you send me I was once your darling your delight Bond. O gods fear in my family do it and nobly 2 Daugh. O do not frown then 1 Daugh. Do it worthy sister 't is nothing 't is a pleasure we 'll go with ye 2 Daugh. O if I knew but whither 1 Daugh. To the blessed where we shall meet our father Swet. Woman Bond. Talk not 1 Daugh. Where nothing but true joy is Bond. That 's a good wench mine own sweet girl put it close to thee 2 Daugh. O comfort me still for heavens sake 1 Daugh. Where eternal our youths are and our beauties where no Wars come nor lustful slaves to ravish us 2 Daugh. That steels me a long farewel to this world Bond. Good I 'll help thee 1 Daugh. The next is mine Shew me a Romane Lady in all your stories dare do this for her honour they are cowards eat coals like compell'd Cats your great Saint Lucrece di'd not for honour Tarquin topt her well and mad she could not hold him bled Petill. By I am in love I would give an hundred pound now but to lie with this womans behaviour O the devil 1 Daugh. Ye shall see me example All your Rome if I were proud and lov'd ambition if I were lustful all your ways of pleasure if I were greedie all the wealth ye conquer Bond. Make haste 1 Daugh. I will Could not intice to live but two short hours this frailty would ye learn how to die bravely Romanes to fling off this case of flesh lose all your cares for ever live as we have done well and fear the gods hunt Honour and not Nations with your swords keep your mindes humble your devotions high so shall ye learn the noblest part to die Bond. I come wench to ye all Fates hang-men you that case the aged destinies and cut the threds of Kingdoms as they draw 'em here here 's a draught would ask no lesse then Caesar to pledge it for the glories sake Cur. Great Lady Swet. Make up your own conditions Bond. So we will Swet. Stay Dem. Stay Swet. Be any thing Bond. A Saint Swetonius when thou shalt fear and die like a slave Ye foole ye should have ti'd up death first when ye conquer'd ye sweat for us in vain else see him here he 's ours still and our friend laughs at your pities and we command him with as easie reins as do our enemies I feel the poison Poor vanquish'd Romanes with what matchlesse tortures could I now rack ye But I pitie ye desiring to die quiet nay so much I hate to prosecute my victory that I will give ye counsel ere I die If you will keep your Laws and Empire whole place in your Romane flesh a Britain soul Enter Decius Swet. Desperate and strange Dec. 'T is won Sir and the Britains all put to th' sword Swet. Give her fair Funeral she was truely noble and a Queen Petill. take it a love-mange grown upon me what a spirit Iun. I am glad of this I have found ye Petill. In my belly O how it tumbles Iun. Ye good gods I thank ye Exeunt Actus Quintus Scaena Prima Enter Caratach upon a rock and Hengo by him sleeping Car. Thus we afflicted Britains climb for safeties and to avoid our dangers seek destructions thus we awake to sorrows O thou woman thou agent for adversities what curses this day belong to thy improvidence to Britanie by thy means what sad millions of widows weeping eyes The strong mans valour thou hast betraid to fury the childes fortune to fear and want of friends whose pieties might wipe his mournings off and build his sorrows a house of rest by his blest ancestore the virgins thou hast rob'd of all their wishes blasted their blowing hopes turn'd their songs their mirthful Marriage songs to Funerals the Land thou hast left a wildernesse of wretches The boy begins to stir thy safety made would my soul were in heaven Heng. O noble Uncle look out I dream'd we were betraid a soft dead march within Car. No harm boy 't is but thy emptinesse that breeds these fancies thou shalt have meat anon Heng. A little Uncle and I shall hold out bravely What are those look Uncle look those multitudes that march there they come upon us stealing by Car. I see 'em and prethee be not fearful Heng. Now ye hate me would I were dead Car. Thou know'st I love thee dearly Heng. Did I ere shrink yet Uncle were I a man now I should be angry with ye Enter Drusus Regulus and Souldiers with Penyus Herse Drums and Colours Car. My sweet chicken see they have reach'd us and as it seems they bear some Souldiers body by their solemn gestures and sad solemnities it well appears too to be of eminence Most worthy Souldiers let me intreat your knowledge to inform me what noble body that is which you bear with such a sad and ceremonious grief as if ye meant to woo the world and nature to be in love with death Most honourable excellent Romanes by your ancient valours as ye love fame resolve me Sould. 'T is the body of the great Captain Penyus by himself made cold and spiritlesse Car. O stay ye Romanes by the religion which you owe those gods that lead ye on to Victories by those glories which made even pride a vertue in ye Dru. Stay what 's thy will Caratach Car. Set down the body the body of the noblest of all Romanes as ye expect an offering at your graves from your friends sorrows set it down a while that with your griefs an enemy may mingle a noble enemy that loves a Souldier and lend a tear to vertue even your foes your wild foes as you call'd us are yet stor'd with fair affections our hearts fresh our spirits though sometimes stubborn yet when vertue dies
extreme fool ye have plaid in this the honour purpos'd for ye the great honour the Generall intended ye Petill. How Jun. And then I 'll kill ye because ye shall die miserable Know Sir the Regiment was given me but till time call'd ye to do some worthie deed might stop the peoples ill thoughts of ye for Lord Penyus I mean his death How soon this time 's come to ye and hasted by Swetonius Go sayes he Junius and Decius and go thou Petillius distinctly thou Petillius and draw up to take stout Caratach there 's the deed purpos'd a deed to take off all faults of all natures And thou Petillius Mark it there 's the honour and that done all made even Petill. Stay Jun. No I 'll kill ye He knew thee absolute and full in souldier daring beyond all dangers found thee out according to the boldnesse of thy spirit a subject such a subject Petill. Heark ye Junius I will live now Jun. By no means Wooed thy worth held thee by the chin up as thou sankst and shew'd thee how honour held her arms out Come make ready since ye will die an asse Petil. Thou wilt not kill me Jun. By but I will Sir I 'll have no man dangerous live to destroy me afterward Besides you have gotten honour enough let young men rise now Nay I do perceive too by the Generall which is one main cause ye shall die how ere he carry it such a strong doting on ye that I fear you shall command in chief how are we paid then Come if you will pray dispatch it Petill. Is there no way Jun. Not any way to live Petill. I will do any thing redeem my self at any price good Junius let me but die upon the Rock but offer my life up like a Souldier Jun. You will seek then to out-doe every man Petill. Beleeve it Junius you shall goe stroak by stroak with me Jun. You 'll leave off too as you are noble and a souldier for ever these mad fancies Petill. Dare ye trust me By all that 's good and honest Jun. There 's your sword then and now come on a new man Vertue guide thee Exeunt Enter Caratach and Hengo on the Rock Car. Courage my Boy I have found meat look Hengo look where some blessed Britain to preserve thee has hung a little food and drink cheer up Boy do not forsake me now Hengo O Uncle Uncle I feel I cannot stay long yet I 'll fetch it to keep your noble life Uncle I am heart whole and would live Car. Thou shalt long I hope Hen. But my head Uncle me thinks the Rock goes round Enter Macer Jud. Macer Mark 'em well Judas Jud. Peace as you love your life Hen. Do not you hear the noise of bels Car. of bels Boy 't is thy fancie alas thy bodie 's full of wind Hengo me thinks Sir they ring a strange sad knell a preparation to some neer funerall of State nay weep not mine owne sweet Uncle you will kill me sooner Car. O my poor chicken Hen. Fie faint-hearted Uncle Come tie me in your belt and let me down Car. I 'll go my self Boy Hengo No as ye love mee Uncle I will not eat it if I doe not fetch it the danger onely I desire pray tie me Car. I will and all my care hang ore thee come child my valiant-child Hengo Let me down apace Uncle and ye shall see how like a Daw I 'll whip it from all their policies for 't is most certain a Roman train and ye must hold me sure too you 'll spoil all else When I have brought it Uncle wee 'll be as merry Car. Go i' th' name of heaven Boy Hengo Quick quick Uncle I have it Oh Judas shoots Hengo Car. What ailest thou Hengo O my best Uncle I am slain Car. I see yee and heaven direct my hand destruction Caratach kils Judas with a stone from the Rock go with thy coward soul How dost thou Boy Oh villain pocky villain Hengo O Uncle Uncle oh how it pricks mee am I preserv'd for this extremely pricks me Car. Coward rascall Coward dogs eat thy flesh Hen. Oh I bleed hard I faint too out upon 't how sick I am the lean Rogue Uncle Car. Look Boy I have laid him sure enough Hengo Have ye knockt his brains out Car. I warrant thee for stirring more cheer up child Hen. Hold my sides hard stop stop oh wretched fortune must we part thus Still I grow sicker Uncle Car. Heaven look upon this noble child Hengo I once hop'd I should have liv'd to have met these bloody Romans at my swords point to have reveng'd my father to have beaten 'em oh hold me hard But Uncle Car. Thou shalt live still I hope Boy Shall I draw it Hen. Ye draw away my soul then I would live a little longer spare me heavens but onely to thank you for your tender love Good Uncle good noble Uncle weep not Car. Oh my chicken my deer Boy what shall I lose Hengo Why a child that must have died how-ever had this scap'd me feaver or famine I was born to die Sir Car. But thus unblown my Boy Heng. I goe the straighter my journey to the gods Sure I shall know ye when ye come Uncle Car. Yes Boy Hen. And I hope wee shall enjoy together that great blessednesse you told me of Car. Most certain child Hengo I grow cold mine eyes are going Car. Lift 'em up Hengo Pray for me and noble Uncle when my bones are ashes think of your little Nephew Mercie Car. Mercie You blessed angels take him Hengo Kisse me so Farewell farewell Dies Car. Farewell the hopes of Britain thou Royall graft Farewell for ever Time and Death ye have done your worst Fortune now see now proudly pluck off thy vail and view thy triumph Look look what thou hast brought this Land to Oh fair flower how lovely yet thy ruines show how sweetly even death embraces thee The peace of heaven the fellowship of all great souls be with thee Enter Petillius Junius on the rock Hah dare ye Romans ye shall win me bravely Thou art mine Fight Jun. Not yet Sir Car. Breathe ye ye poor Romans and come up all with all your ancient valours like a rough winde I 'll shake your souls and send 'em Enter Swetonius and all the Roman Captains Swet. Yeeld thee bold Caratach by all as I am souldier as I envie thee I 'll use thee like thy self the valiant Britain Pet. Brave soldier yeeld thou stock of Arms and Honor thou filler of the world with fame and glory Jun. Most worthy man we 'l woo thee be thy prisoners Swet. Excellent Britain do me but that honour that more to me then Conquests that true happinesse to be my friend Car. O Romans see what here is had this Boy liv'd Swet. For Fames sake for thy Swords sake as thou desirest to build thy vertues greater by all that 's excellent in man and honest Car. I do
breed distemper Tib. Hast thou liv'd at Sea The most part of thy life where to be sober While we have Wine aboord is capitall treason And dost thou preach sobriety Mast. prethee forbeare We may offend in it we know not for whom It was provided Tib. I am sure for me therefore footra When I am full let 'em hang me I care not Mast. This has been his temper ever Enter Albert Aminta Raymond Lamure Morrillat Franvile severally See provoking dishes candid Eringoes And Potatoes Tib. I le not touch 'em I will drink But not a bit on a march I le be an Eunuch rather Mast. Who are these Tib. Marry who you will I keep my text here Alb. Raymond Raym. Albert Tib. Away I le be drunke alone Keep off rogues or I le belch ye into ayre Not a drop here Amin. Deere brother put not in your eyes such anger Those looks poyson'd with fury shot at him Reflect on me O brother looke milder or The Christall of his temperance Will turn 'em on your selfe Alb. Sir have sought ye long To finde your pardon you have ploughed the Ocean To wreak your vengeance on me for the rape Of this faire virgin Now our fortune guides us To meet on such hard terms that we need rather A mutuall pitty of our present state Then to expostulate of breaches past Which cannot be made up And though it be Far from your power to force me to confesse That I have done ye wrong or such submission Failing to make my peace to vent your anger You being your selfe slav'd as I to others Yet for your sisters sake her blessed sake In part of recompence of what she has suffered For my rash folly the contagion Of my black actions catching hold upon Her purer innocence I crave your mercy And wish however severall motives kept us From being friends while we had hope to live Let death which we expect and cannot fly from End all contention Tib. Drink upon 't 't is a good motion Ratifie it in Wine and t is authenticall Raym. When I consider The ground of our long difference and look on Our not to be avoyded miseries It doth beget in me I know not how A soft religious tendernesse which tels me Though we have many faults to answer for Upon our own account our fathers crimes Are in us punisht O Albert the course They took to leave us rich was not honest Nor can that friendship last which vertue joyns not When first they forc'd the industrious Portugals From their Plantations in the happy Islands Cro. This is that I watch for Raym. And did omit no tyranny which men Inured to spoyle and mischiefe could inflict On the griev'd sufferers when by lawlesse rapine They reapt the harvest which their labours sowed And not content to force 'em from their dwelling But layd for 'em at Sea to ravish from 'em The last remainder of their wealth then then After a long pursuit each doubting other As guilty of the Portugals escape They did begin to quarrell like ill men Forgive me piety that I call em so No longer love or correspondence holds Then it is cimented with prey or profit Then did they turn those Swords they oft had bloodied With innocent gore upon their wretched selves And payd the forfeit of their cruelty Shown to Sebastian and his Collonie By being fatall Enemies to each other Thence grew Amintas rape and my desire To be reveng'd And now observe the issue As they for spoyle ever forgot compassion To women who should be exempted From the extremities of a lawfull war We now young able men are faln into The hands of women that against the soft Tendernesse familiar to their sex Enter Crocale Will shew no mercy Cro. None unlesse you shew us Our long lost husbands We are those Potugals you talk'd of Raym. Stay I met upon the Sea in a tall ship Two Portugals famisht almost to death Tib. Our ship by this Wine And those the rogues that stole her Left us to famish in the barraine Islands Ray. Some such tale they told me And something of a woman which I find To be my sister Cro. Where are these men Ray. I left 'em Supposing they had deluded me with forg'd tales In the Island where they sayd They had liv'd many years the wretched owners Of a huge masse of treasure Alb. The same men and that the fatall muck We quarreld for Cro. They were Portugals you say Ray. So they profes'd Cro. They may prove such men as may save your lives And so much I am taken with faire hope That I will hazard life to be resolv'd on 't How came you hither Ray. My ship lies by the rivers mouth That can convey yee to these wretched men Which you desire to see Cro. Back to your prisons And pray for the successe if they be those Which I desire to finde you are safe If not prepare to die to morrow For the world cannot redeem ye Alb. How ever we are armd For either fortune Exit Ti. What must become of me now That I am not dismis'd Cro. O sir I purpose To have your company Ti. Take heed wicked woman I am apt to mischiefe now Cro. You cannot be so unkind To her that gives you liberty Ti. No I shall be too kind that 's the devil on 't I have had store of good wine and when I am drunk Joane is a Lady to me and I shall Lay about me like a Lord I feele strange motions Avoid me temptation Cro. Come sir I 'le help yee in Exeunt Enter Sebastian and Nicusa Nicu. VVhat may that be That mooves upon the Lake Seba. Still it drawes neerer And now I plainly can descerne it T is the French ship Nicu. In it a woman VVho seemes to invite us to her Seba. Still she cals with signes of Love to hasten to her So lovely hope doth still appeare I feele nor age nor weaknesse Nicu. Though it bring death To us t is comfort and deserves a meeting Or els fortune tyrd with what we have suffer'd And in it overcome as it may be Now sets a period to our misery Exeunt Enter severally Raymond Albert Aminta horrid Musicke Ray. What dreadfull sounds are these Amin Infernall Musick Fit for a bloody Feast Alb. It seemes prepar'd To kill our courages e're they divorse Our soules and bodies Ray. But they that fearelesse fall Deprive them of their triumph An alter prepar'd Enter Rossillia Clarinda Iulletta Hippollitta c. Aminta See the furies In their full Trym of cruelty Ros. T is the last Duty that I can pay to my dead Lord Set out the Altar I my selfe wil be The Priest and boldly do those horrid Rites You shake to think on lead these Captaines neerer For they shall have the honour to fall first To my Sebastians ashes and now wretches As I am taught already that you are And lately by your free confession French pirats and the sons of those I hate Even equall with
will you sir Val. Now by our holy rock were it our sister Spaniard I hold thee worthy freely name her Gom. Be master of your word it is she sir The matchlesse Oriana Val. Come down Lady You have made her blush let her consent I wil Make good my oath Mount Is 't so stay I do love So tenderly Gomera your bright flame As not to suffer your perdition Gom. What meanes Mountferrat Mount This whole auberge hath En. Guard A Guard upon this Lady wonder not Tane publique notice of the Bassaes love Of Tripoli unto her and consented Shee should returne this answer as he writ For her conversion and betraying Malta She should advise him betray Tripoli And turning Christian he should many her All All this was so Mount How weakly do's this court then Send Vessels forth to Sea to guard the Land Taking such speciall care to save one Bark Or strive to adde fam'd men unto our cloak When they lurke in our bosomes would subvert This State and us presuming on their blood And partiall indulgence to their sex Val. Who can this be Mount Your Sister great Valetta Which thus I prove demand the Bassa's Letter Ori. T is here nor from this pocket hath bin mov'd Nor answerd nor perus'd by Mount Do not swear Cast not away your faire soule to your treason Adde not foule perjury is this your hand Ori. T is very like it Mount May it please the Master Confer these Letters and then read her Answer Which I have intercepted pardon me Reverend Valetta that am made the meanes To punish this most beauteous Treachery Even in your Sister since in it I save Malta from ruin I am bolder in 't Because it is so palpable and withall Know our great Master to this Country firme As was the Roman Marcus who spar'd not As deere a sister publique cause Val. I am amazd attend me Reades the Letter Let you forces by the next even be ready my brother feasts then put in at St. Michaels the ascent at that Port is easiest the Keyes of the Castle you shall receive at my hands that possest you are Lord of Malta and may soone destroy all by fire then which I am better till I embrace you Farwell Your VVife ORIANA From this time let me never read againe Gent. w. T is certaine her hand Val. This Letter too So close kept by her self could not be answered To every period thus but by her selfe Ori. Sir heare me Val. Peace thou faire sweet banke of flowers Under whose beauty Scorpions lie and kill VVert thou a kin to me in some new name Deerer then sister mother or all blood I would not hear thee speak beare her to prison So grosse is this it needs no formall course Prepare thy selfe to morrow thou shalt die Ori. I die a martyr then and a poor maid Almost yfaith as inocent as borne Thou knowst thou art wicked Frenchman heaven forgive thee Ex. All This scene is strangly turnd Val. Yet can nature be So dead in me I would my charge were off Mountferrat should perceive my sister had A brother would not live to see her dye Unfought for since the statutes of our state Allow in case of accusations A Champion to defend a Ladies truth Peter Gomera thou hast lost thy wife Death pleads a precontract Gom. I have lost my Tongue My sence my heart and every faculty Mountferrat go not up with reverence To our great master and this consistory I have considered it it cannot be Thou art a villaine and a forger A blood-sucker of innocence an hypocrite A most unworthy wearer of our Crosse To make which good take if thou darst that gage And armd at all points like a Gentleman Meet me to morrow morning where the master And this fraternity shall designe where I VVill cram this slander back into thy throat And with say swords point thrust it to thy heart The very nest where lust and slander breedes Pardon my passion I will teare those spurrs Off from thy heels and stik'em in thy front As a mark'd villain Mount This I lookd not for Ten times more villany I return my gage And crave the Law of Armes Gom. T is that I crave All It cannot be denide Gom. Do not I know VVith thousand gifts and importunacies Thou often hast sollicited this Lady Contrary to thy oath of chastity VVho nere disclosing this thy hot reignd lust Yet tender to prevent a publique scandall That Christendom might justly have impos'd Upon this holy institution Thou now hast drawn this practise 'gainst her life To quit her charity Mount Spaniard thou liest Ast. No more Gomora thou art granted combat And you Mountferrat must prepare against To morrow morning in the vally here Adjoyning to St. Georges Port a Lady In case of life 'gainst whom one witnesse comes May have her champion Val. And who hath most right Florish Exit VVith or against our sister speed in fight Enter Rocca Mount Rocca the first news of Miranda service Let me have notice of Roc You shall The Moore VVaytes you without Mount Admit her ha ha ha Oh how my fancies run at tilt Gomera Loves Oriana she as I should ghesse Affects Miranda these are two deer friends As firme and full of fire as steele and flint To make 'em so now one against the other En. Zanthia Stay let me like it better Zanthia First tell me this did Don Gomera use To give his visits to your Mistris Zan. Yes and Miranda too but severally Mount VVhich did she most apply to Zan. Faith to neither Yet infinitely I have heard her praise 'em both And in that manner that were both one man I thinke she was in love with 't Mount Zanthia Another Letter you must frame for me Instantly in your Ladies Character To such a purpose as I 'le tell thee strait Go in and stay me go my Tinder-box Crosse lines I 'le crosse so so my after-game I must play better woman I will spread My vengeance over Malta for thy sake Spaniard Italian like my steele and stone I 'le knock you thus together were ye out To light my dark deeds whilst I seeme precise And winck to save the sparcles from mind eyes Exeunt Actus Secundus Scaena Prima A Sea fight within alarum Enter Norandine Miranda and Souldiers and Gentlemen Mir. How is it Sir Nor. Pray set me down I coole And my wounds smart Mir. I hope yet Though there be many ther 's none dangerous Nor. I know not nor I care not much I got 'em Like a too forward foole but I hope the Surgeons Will take an order I shall not leave 'em so I make the rogues more work then all the Island And yet they give me the hardest words for my money Mir. I am glad ye are so sprightly ye fought bravely Go call the Surgeons Souldiers wondrous nobly Upon my life I have not seen such valour Maintained so long and to so large a ruin The oddes so strong against ye
halfe kil'd already Am not I here As lovely in my blacke to entertaine thee As high and full of heat to meet thy pleasures Mount I wil be alone Abd. Ye shall farewell sir And doe it bravely never think of conscience There is none to a man resolved be happy Exit Enter Miranda Mount No most unhappy wretch as thou hast made me More devil then thy selfe I am Mir. Alone And troubled too I take it how he starts All is not hansome in thy heart Mountferrat God speed ye sir I have been seeking of ye They say you are to fight to day Mount What then Mir Nay nothing but good fortune to your Sword sir Ye have a cause requires it the Islands safety The orders and your honours Mount And do you make a question I wil not fight it Nobly Mir. Ye dare fight Ye have and with as great a confidence as justice I have seen ye strike as home and hit as deadly Mount Why are these question then Mir. I le tell ye quickly Ye have a Lady in your cause a faire one A gentler never trod on ground a Nobler Mount Do ye come on so fast I have it for ye Mir. The Sunne nere saw a sweeter Mount These I grant ye Nor dare I against beauty heave my hand up It were unmanly sir too much unmanly But when these excellencies turn to ruine To ruine of themselves and those protect 'em When vertue 's lost lust and dishonour enter'd Losse of our selves and souls basely projected Mir. Do you think t is so Mount Too sure Mir. And can it be Can it be thought Mountferrat so much sweetnes So great a magazine of all things precious A mind so heavenly made prethee observe me Mount I thought so to now by my holy Order He that had told me till experience found it Too bold a proof this Lady had been vitious I weare no dull Sword sir nor hate I vertue Mir. Against her brother to the man has bred her Her blood and honour Mount Where ambitious lust Desires to be above the rule prescribed her Takes hold and wins poore chastity cold duty Like fashions old forgot she flings behind her And puts on blood and mischiefe death and ruine To raise her new built hopes new faith to fasten her Ma' foy she is as foule as heaven is beauteous Mir. Thou liest thou liest Mountferrat thou liest basely Stare not nor swell not with thy pride thou liest And this shall make it good Mount Out with your heat first Ye shall be fought withall Mir. By that Lady The vertue of that woman were all the good deeds Of all thy families bound in one fagot From Adam to this houre but with one sparkle Would fire that wispe and turn it to light ashes Mount Oh pitifull young man stroke blind with beauty Shot with a womans smile poore poore Miranda Thou hopeful young man once but now thou lost man Thou naked man of all that we call Noble How art thou cozend didst thou know what I do And how far thy deare honour mark me foole Which like a father I have kept from blasting Thy tender honour is abus'd but fight first And then too late thou shalt know all Mir. Thou liest stil Mount Stay now I le shew thee all and then I le kil thee I love thee so deere time shall not disgrace thee Read that Mir. It is her hand it is most certaine Good Angels keep me that I should be her agent To betray Malta and bring her to the Basha That on my tender love lay all her project Eyes never see again melt out for sorrow Did the divell do this Mount No but his Dam did it The vertuous Lady that you love so deerly Come wil ye fight again Mir. No prethee kill me For Heaven sake and for goodnesse sake dispatch me For the disgrace sake that I gave thee kill me Mount Why are ye guilty Mir. I have liv'd Mountferrat To see dishonour swallow up all vertue And now would dye by heavens eternall brightnesse I am as cleere as Innocence Mount I knew it And therefore kept this Letter from all knowledge And this sword from anger ye had died else And yet I lye and basely lye Mir. O vertue Unspotted vertue whether art thou vanish'd What hast thou left to abuse our fraileties In shape of goodnesse Mount Come take courage man I have forgiven and forgot your rashnesse And hold you faire as light in all your actions And by my troth I griev'd your love take comfort There be more women Mir. And more mischiefe in 'em Mount The justice I shall doe to right these villaines Shall make ye man againe I 'le strike it sure Sir Come looke up bravely put this puling passion Out of your minde one knock for thee Miranda And for the Boy the grave Gomera gave thee When she accepted thee her Champion And in thy absence like a valiant Gentleman I yet remember it he is too young Too Boyish and to tender to adventure I 'le give him one sound rap for that I love thee Thou art a brave young sparke Mir. Boy did he call me Gomera call me Boy Mount It pleas'd his gravity To think so of ye then they that doe service And honest service such as thou and I doe Are either knaves or Boyes Mir. Boy by Gomera How look'd he when he said it for Gomera Was ever wont to be a vertuous Gentleman Humane and sweet Mount Yes when he will he can be But let it goe I would not breed dissention 'T is an unfriendly office and had it been To any of a higher straine then you Sir The well known well approved and lov'd Miranda I had not thought on 't 't was happly his haste too And zeale to her Mir. A Traytor and a Boy too Shame take me if I suffer 't puff farewell love Mount Ye know my businesse I must leave ye Sir My houre grows on a pace Mir. I must not leave you I dare not nor I will not till your goodnesse Have granted me one curtesie ye say ye love me Mount I doe and deerely ask and let that curtesie Nothing concerne mine honour Mir. You must doe it Or you will never see me more Mount What is it It shall be great that puts ye of pray speake it Mir. Pray let me fight to day good deere Mountferrat Let me and bold Gomera Mount Fie Miranda Doe ye weigh my worth so little Mir. On my knees As ever thou had'st true touch of a sorrow Thy friend conceiv'd as ever honour lov'd thee Mount Shall I turne recreant now Mir. 'T is not thy cause Thou hast no reputation wounded in 't Thines but a generall zeale death I am tainted The deerest twyn to life my credit 's murder'd Baffell'd and boy'd Mount I am glad ye have swallow'd it I must confesse I pitty ye and 't is a justice A great one too you should revenge these injuries I know it and I know ye fit and bold to
thy sake vild creature For all I have done well in in my life I have dig'd a grave all buried in a wife For thee I have defi'd my constant Mistris That never fail'd her servant glorious war For thee refus'd the fellowship of an Order Which Princes through all dangers have been proud To fetch as far as from Jerusalem And am I thus rewarded Vel. By all goodnesse You wrong my Lady and deserve her not When you are at your best repent your rashnesse T wil show well in you Abd. Do and aske her pardon Ori. No I have liv'd too long to have my faith My tri'd faith call'd in question and by him That should know true affection is too tender To suffer an unkind touch without ruine Study ingratitude all from my example For to be thankfull now is to be false But be it so let me die I see you wish it Yet dead for truth and pities sake report What weapon you made choice of when you kild me Vel. She faints Abd. What have ye done Ori. My last breath cannot Be better spent then to say I forgive you Nor is my death untimely since with me I take along what might have been hereafter In scorn delivered for the doubtfull issue Of a suspected mother Vel. Oh she 's gone Abd. For ever gone Are you a man Gom. I grow here Abd. Open her mouth and powre this Cordiall in it If any spark of life be unquench'd in her This will recover her Vel. T is all in vain She 's stiffe already live I and she dead Gom. How like a murtherer I stand look up And heare me curse my selfe or but behold The vengance I wilt take for 't Oriana And then in peace forsake me Jealousie Thou loathsome vomit of the fiends below What desperate hunger made me to receive thee Into my heart and soule I let thee forth And so in death finde ease and do's ray fault then Deserve no greater punishment no I le live To keep thee for a fury to torment me And make me know what hell is on the earth All joyes and hopes forsake me all mens malice And all the plagues they can inflict I wish it Fall thick upon me Let my teares be laught at And may my enemies smile to heare me groane And dead may I be pitied of none Exeunt Scena tertia Enter Collonna and Lucinda Luc. Pray you sir why was the Ordnance of the Fort Discharg'd so sodainly Col. T was the Governours pleasure In honour of the Dane a custome us'd To speake a Souldiers welcome Luc. T is a fit one But is my Master here too Col. Three daies since Luc. Might I demand without offence so much Is 't pride in him however now a slave That I am not admitted to his presence Col. His curtesie to you and to mankind May easily resolve you he is free From that poore vice which onely empty men Esteem a vertue Luc. What 's the reason then As you imagine sir Col. Why I will tell you You are a woman of a tempting beauty And he however vertuous as a man Subject to humane frailties and how far They may prevaile upon him should he see you He is not ignorant and therefore chooses With care t' avoyd the cause that may produce Some strange effect which wil not well keep ranck With the rare temperance which is admired In his life hitherto Luc. This much increases My strong desire to see him Col. It should rather Teach you to thank the Prophet that you worship That you are such a mans who though he may Do any thing which youth and heat of blood Invites him to yet dares not give way to them Your entertainment 's Noble and not like Your present fortune and it all those teares Which made grief lovely in you in the relation Of the sad story that forc'd me to weep too Your husbands hard fate were not counterfeit You should rejoyce that you have means to pay A chast life to his memory and bring to him Those sweets which while he liv'd he could not taste of But if you wantonly bestow them on Another man you offer violence To him though dead and his griev'd spirit will suffer For your immodest loosnesse Luc. Why I hope sir My willingnesse to looke on him to whom I owe my life and service is no proofe Of any unchast purpose Col. So I wish too And in the confidence it is not Lady I dare the better tell you he will see you This night in which by him I am commanded To bring you to his chamber to what end I easily should guesse were I Miranda And therefore though I can yeild little reason But in a generall love to womens goodnesse Why I should be so tender of your honour I willingly would bestow some counsaile of you And would you follow it Luc. Let me first heare it And then I can resolve you Col. My advice then Is that you would not as most Ladies use When they prepare themselves for such encounters Study to adde by artificiall dressings To native excellence yours without help But seen as it is now would make a Hermit Leave his deaths head change his after hopes Of endlesse comforts for a few short minutes Of present pleasures to prevent which Lady Practice to take away from your perfections And to preserve your chastity unstain'd The most deform'd shape that you can put on To cloud your bodies faire gifts or your minds It being laboured to so chaste an end Will prove the fairest ornament Luc. To take from The workmanship of Heaven is an offence As great as to endeavour to adde to it Of which I le not be guilty Chastity That lodges in deformity appeares rather A mulct impos'd by nature then a blessing And t is commendable onely when it conquers Though nere so oft assaulted in resistance For me I le therefore so dispose my selfe That if I hold out it shall be with honour Or if I yeeld Miranda shall finde something To make him love his victory Exit Col. With what cunning This woman argues for her own damnation Nor should I hold it for a miracle Since they are all born Sophisters to maintaine That lust is lawfull and the end and use Of their creation would I never had Hop'd better of her or could not believe Though seen the mine I must ever grieve Exit Scaena Quarta Enter Miranda Norandine Servants with lights Mir. I le see you in your chamber A Table out tow stools Nor. Pray ye no farther It is a ceremony I expect not I am no stranger here I know my lodging And have slept soundly there when the Turks Cannon Playd thick upon 't O 't was Royall Musicke And to procure a sound sleep for a Souldier Worth forty of your Fiddles As you love me Presse it no further Mir. You will overcome Waite on him carefully Nor. I have tooke since supper A rouse or two too much and by It warms my blood
mystery now why the Gentlemen weare but three barres of the crosse and the knights the whole one Mir. Why Captaine Nor. Mary sir to put us in remembrance we are but three quarters cross'd in our licence and pleasures but the poore Knights cross'd altogther the brothers at Armes may yet meet with their Sisters at Armes now and then in brotherly love but the poore Knights cannot get a Lady for love nor money 't is not so in other Countries I wis pray haste you for I 'le along and see what will come on 't Exit Mir. Collonna provide strait all necessaries For this remove the Lytter for the Lady And let Lucinda beare her company You shall attend on me Coll. With all my duties Exit Mir. How fare you gracious Mistresse Ori. O Miranda You pleas'd to honour me with that faire title When I was free and could dispose my selfe But now no smile no word no looke no touch Can I impart to any but as theft From my Gomera and who dares accept Is an usurper Mir. Leave us I have touch'd thee Thou fairer vertue then thou' rt beautifull Hold but this test so rich an one was never Altar ready Tapers booke Try'd by the hand of man on the vast earth Sit brightest Oriana is it sinne Still to professe I love you still to vow I shall doe ever heaven my witnesse be 'T is not your eye your cheeke your tongue no part That superficially doth snare young men Which has caught me read over in your thoughts The story that this man hath made of you And thinke upon his merit Ori. Onely thought Can comprehend it Mir. And can you be so Cruell thankelesse to destroy his youth That sav'd your honour gave you double life Your own and your faire Infants that when fortune The blind foe to all beauty that is good Bandied you from one hazard to another Was even heavens Messenger by providence Call'd to the Temple to receive you there Into these Armes to give ease to your throwes As if 't had thunder'd take thy due Miranda For she was thine Gomera's jealousie Strooke death unto thy heart to him be dead And live to me that gave thee second life Let me but now enjoy thee Oh regard The torturing fires of my affections Ori. Oh master them Miranda as I mine Who follows his desires such tyrants serves As will oppresse him insupportably My flames Miranda rise as high as thine For I did love thee 'fore my marriage Yet would I now consent or could I think Thou wert in earnest which by all the soules That have for chastity been sanctified I cannot in a moment I doe know thou 'ldst call faire temperance up to rule thy blood Thy eye was ever chaste thy countenance too honest And all thy woings was like maidens talk Who yeeldeth unto pleasures and to lust Is a poore captive that in Golden Fetters And pretious as he thinkes but holding gyves Frets out his life Mir. Find such another woman And take her for his labour any man Ori. I was not worthy of thee at my best Heaven knew I was not I had had thee else Much lesse now gentle sir Mirandas deeds Have been as white as Orianas fame From the beginning to this point of time And shall we now begin to staine both thus Think on the legend which we two shall breed Continuing as we are for chastest dames And boldest Souldiers to peruse and read I and read thorough free from any act To cause the modest cast the booke away And the most honour'd Captaine fold it up Mir Fairest let goe my hand my pulse beats thick And my mov'd blood rides high in every vaine Lord of thy selfe now Souldier and ever I would not for Aleppo this fraile Bark This barke of flesh no better fleeres-man had Then has Mountferrat's may you kisse me Lady Ori. No though 't be no essentiall injury It is a circumstance due to my Lord To none else and my deerest friend if hands Playing together kindle heate in you What may the game at lips provoke unto Mir. Oh what a tongue is here whil'st she doth teach My heart to hate my fond unlawfull love She talkes me more in love with love to her My fires she quencheth with her arguments But as she breathes 'em they blow fresher fires Sir further now my flame cooles husband wife There is some holy mystery in those names That sure the unmarried cannot understand Ori. Now thou art strait and do'st enamour me So far beyhind a carnall earthly love My very soule doats on thee and my spirits Doe embrace thine my minde doth thy mind kisse And in this pure conjunction we enjoy A heavenlyer pleasure then if bodies met This this is perfect love the other short Yet languishing fruition every Swaine And sweating Groome may clasp but our's refinde Two in ten ages cannot reach unto Nor is our spirituall love a barren joy For mark what blessed issue we 'll beget Deerer then children to posterity A great example to mens continence And womens chastity that is a childe More faire and comfortable then any heire Mir. If all wives were but such lust would not finde One corner to inhabit sinne would be So strange remission superfluous But one petition I have done Ori. What Sweet Mir. To call me Lord if the hard hand of death seize on Gomera first Ori. Oh much too worthy How much you undervalue your own price To give your unbought selfe for a poore woman That has been once sold us'd and lost her show I am a garment worne a vessell crack'd A zoane untide a Lilly trod upon A fragrant flowre cropt by anothers hand My colour sullyde and my odour chang'd If when I was new blossom'd I did feare My selfe unworthy of Mirandas spring Thus over-blown and seeded I am rather Fit to adorn his Chimney then his bed Mir. Rise miracle save Malta with thy vertue If words could make me proud how has she spoke Yet I will try her to the very block Hard-hearted and uncivill Oriana Ingratefull payer of my industries That with a soft painted hypocrisie Cozen'st and geer'st my perturbation Expect a witty and a fell revenge My comfort is all men will thinke thee false Beside thy husband having been thus long Enter Nor. Collonna Lucinda with a Childe on this occasion in my Fort and power I le heare no more words Captaine let 's away With all care see to her and you Lucinda Attend her diligently she is a wonder Nor. Have you found she was well delivered What had she a good Mid-wife is all well Mir. You are merry Norandine Luc. Why weepe you Lady Ori. Take the poor Babe along Col. Madam 't is here Ori. Dissembling death why didst thou let me live To see this change my greatest cause to grieve Exeunt Scaena secunda Enter Astorius Castriot Valetta Gomera Synnet Knights 2 Bishops Mountferrat guarded by Corporall and Souldiers Abdella a Gentleman with a cloake sword
and Spurres Gomara Val. A tender husband hast thou shew'd thy selfe My deerest brother and thy memory After my life in brazen Characters Shall monumentally be register'd To ages consequent till times running hand Beats back the world to undistinguish'd Chaos And on the top of that thy name shall stand Fresh and without decay Gom. Oh honour'd sir If hope of this or any blisse to come Could lift my load of griefe off from my soule Or expiate the trespasse 'gainst my wife That in one houres suspition I begat I might be won to be a man againe And fare like other husbands sleepe and eate Laugh and forget my pleasing penitence But till old nature can make such a wife Againe I vow ne're to resume the order And habits that to men are necessary All breath I 'le spend in sighes all sound in groanes And know no company but my wasting moans Ast. This will be wilfull murder on your self Nor like a Christian doe you beare the chance Which th' inscrutable will of heaven admits Gom. What would you have my weaknesse doe that Suffer'd it selfe thus to be practis'd on By a damn'd hell-hound and his agent dam The impious mid-wife to obortive birthes And cruell instrument to his decrees By forgery they first assail'd her life Heaven playing with us yet in that he wrought My deerest friend the servant to her vertue To combat me against his Mistresse truth That yet effectlesse this enchanting witch Bred banefull jealousie against my Lady My most immaculate Lady which seiz'd on her Almost to death Oh yet not yet content She in my hand put to restore her life As I imagin'd what did execute Their devillish malice farther great with childe Was this poore innocent that too was lost They doubled death upon her not staying there They have done violence unto her Tomb Not granting rest unto her in the grave I wish Miranda had injoy'd my prize For sure I 'm punish'd for usurping her Oh what a Tyger is resisted Lust How it doth forrage all Mount Part of this tale I grant you true but 't was not poyson given her Ab. I would it had we had been farre enough If we had been so wise and had not now Stood curtsing for your mercies here Mount Beside What is become o th' body we know not Val. Peace impudents And deere Gomera practise patience As I my self must by some meanes at last We shall dissolve this riddle Gom. Wherefore comes This villaine in the festivall array As if he triumph'd for his treacherie Cast. That is by our appointment give us leave You shall know why a non Enter Miranda Norandine Collona Val. One of the Esguard Esg. The Gentlemen are come Val. Truyce then a while With our sad thoughts what are you both resolv'd Nor. Not I my Lord your downe right Captain still I le live and serve you not that altogether I want compunction of conscience I have enough to save me and that 's all Bar me from drink and drabs ev'n hang me too You must ev'n make your Captaines capons first I have too much flesh for this spirituall Knighthood And therefore do desire forbearance sir Till I am older or more mortifide I am too sound yet Val. What say you Miranda Mir. With all pure zeale to Heaven duty to you I come to undergo it Val. Proceed toth ' ceremony Gom. Before you match with this bright honor'd title Admir'd Miranda pardon what in thought I ever did transgresse against your vertue And may you find more joy with your new bride Then poor Gomera ere in joyd with his But 't was mine own crime and I suffer for 't Long wear your dignity and worthily Whilst I obscurely in some corner vanish Mir. Have stronger thoughts and better first I crave According to the order of the Court I may dispose my captives and the fort That with a clean and purified heart The fittiler I may endue my roabe All T is granted Enter Oriana vaild Ladies Lucinda child Mir. Bring the captives To your charge And staid tuition my most noble friend I then commend this Lady start not off A fairer and a chaster never liv'd By her own choyce you are her Guardian For telling her I was to leave my fort And to abandon quite all worldly cares Her own request was to Gomeras hands She might be given in custody for sh 'ad heard He was a Gentleman wise and temperate Full of humanity to womenkind And cause he had bin married knew the better How to entreat a Lady Val. What Country woman is she Mir. Borne a Greek Val. Gomera 't will be barbarous to deny A Lady that unto your refuge flyes And seekes to shrowd her under vertues wing Gom. Excuse me noble sir oh think me not So dull a devill to forget the losse Of such a matchlesse wife as I posses'd And ever to endure the sight of woman Were she the abstract of her sex for forme The only warehouse of perfection Where there no Rose nor Lilly but her Cheek No Musick but her tongue vertue but hers She must not rest near me my vow is graven Here in my heart irrevocably breath'd And when I break it Ast. This is rudenesse Spaniard Unseasonably you play the Timonist Put on a disposition is not yours Which neither fits you nor becomes you Gom. Sir Cast. We cannot force you but we would perswade Gom. Beseech you Sir no more I am resolv'd To forsake Malta tread a Pilgrimage To faire Jerusalem for my Ladies soule And will not be diverted Mir. You must beare This Child along we then Gom. VVhat Child All How 's this Mir. Nay then Gomera thou art injurious This child is thine and this rejected Lady Thou hast as often known as thine own wife And this I 'le make good on thee with my sword Gom. Thou durst as well blaspheme if such a scandall I crave the rights due to a Gentleman Women unvaile Ori. Will you refuse me yet Gom. My wife Val. My sister Gom. Some body thank Heaven I cannot speak All All praise be ever given Mount This saves our lives yet would she had bin dead The very sight of her afflicts me more Then fear of punishment or my disgrace Val. How came you to the Temple Mir. Sir to do My poor devotions and to offer thanks For scaping a temptation ne'r perform'd VVith this faire virgin I restore a wife Earth cannot paralell and busie nature If thou wilt still make women but remember To work 'em by this sampler take heed sir Henceforth you never doubt sir Gom. VVhen I do Death take me sodainly Mir. To encrease your happinesse To your best wife take this addition Gom. Alack my poor knave Val. The confession The Moor made 't seemes was truth Nor. Mary was it sir the only truth that ever issud out of hell which her black jawes resemble a plague o' your bacon-face you must be giving drinks with a vengance ah thou branded bitch do' ye stare gogles I
not life was that I left And what you have cal'd me to is death indeed I cannot weep so fast as he doth bleed Dub. Pardon me Madam he is well Lady Ha my husband Orl. I cannot speake whether my joy or shame Be greater but I thank the Heavens for both O look not black upon me all my friends To whom I will be reconciled or grow unto This earth till I have weept a trench That shall be great enough to be my grave And I will think them too most manly teares If they do move your pities it is true Man should do nothing that he should repent But if he have and say that he is sorry It is a worse fault if he be not truly Lam. My Lord such sorrow cannot be suspected Here take your honoured wife and joyn your hands she hath married you again And Gentlemen I do invite you all This night to take my house where on the morrow To heighten more the reconciling feast I le make my selfe a husband and a guest Exeunt Actus Quintus Scaena prima Enter Montague and Charlote Char. Well now I am sure you are mine Mont. I am sure I am glad I have one to own then you 'l finde me honest As these daies go enough poore without question Which beggars hold a vertue give me meat and I Shall do my worke else knock my shooes off And turn me out again Char. You are a merry fellow Mont. I have no great cause Char. Yes thy love to me Mont. That 's as we make our game Char. Why you repent then Mon. Faith no wors then I am I cannot be Much better I expect not I shall love you And when you bid me goe to bed obey Lie still or move as you shall minister Keep a foure-nobles Nag and a black Merling learn to love Ale and play at two-hand Irish And there 's then all I aime at Char. Nay sweet fellow I le make it something better Mont. If you doe you 'l make me worse Now I am poore and willing to doe wel Hold me in that course of all the Kings creatures I hate his coyne keep me from that and save me For if you chance out of your housewifery To leave a hundred pound or two bestow it In Plum-broth ere I know it else I take it Seeke out a hundred men that want this money Share it among 'em they 'l cry noble Montague And so I stand again at livery Char. You have pretty fancies sir but married once This charity will fall home to your selfe Mont. I would it would I am afraid my loosenesse Is yet scarce stopt though it have nought to worke on But the meere aire of what I have had Char. Pretty Mont. I wonder sweet heart why you 'l marry me I can see nothing in my selfe deserves it Unlesse the handsome wearing of a band For that 's my stocke now or a paire of garters Necessity will not let me loose Char. I see sir a great deale more a hansome man a husband To make a right good woman truely happy Mont. Lord where are my eyes either you are foolish As wenches once a yeere are or far worse Extreamly vertuous can you love a poore man That relies on cold meat and cast stockings One onely suit to his backe which now is mewing But what will be the next coate will pose Tristram If I should leavy from my friends a fortune I could not raise ten groats to pay the Priest now Char. I le do that duty t is not means nor money Makes me pursue your love were your mind bankrupt I would never love you Enter Lamica Mont. Peace wench here 's my Lady Lam. Nay never shrinke i' th wetting for my presence D' ee finde her willing Montague Mont. Willing Madam Lam. How dainty you make of it doe not I know You two love one another Mont. Certaine Madam I thinke ye 'ave revelations of these matters Your Ladyship cannot tell me when I kist her Lam. But she can sir Mont. But she will not Madam For when they talke once t is like fairy-money They get no more close kisses Lam. Thou art wanton Mont. God knows I need not yet I would be lusty But my provender scarce pricks me Lam. It shall be mended Montague I am glad you are grown so merry Mont. So am I too Madam Lam. You two will make a pretty hansome consort Mont. Yes Madam if my fiddle faile me not Lam. Your Fiddle why your Fiddle I warrant thou meanest madly Mont. Can you blame me alasse I am in love Char. T is very well sir Lam. How long have you been thus Mont. How thus in love Lam. You are very quick sir no I mean thus pleasant Mont. Ever since I was poore Lam. A little wealth would change you then Mont. Yes Lady into another suit but never more Into another man I le bar that mainly The wealth I get henceforward shal be charm'd For ever hurting me I le spend it fasting As I live noble Lady there is nothing I have found directly cures the melancholy But want and wedlocke when I had store of money I simper'd sometime and spoke wondrous wise But never laught out-right now I am empty My heart sounds like a bell and strikes at both sides Lam. You are finely temper'd Montague Mont. Pardon Lady if any way my free mirth have offended T was meant to please you if it prove too sawsie Give it a frown and I am ever silenc'd Lam. I like it passing well pray follow it This is my day of choice and shall be yours too T were pity to delay ye call to the Steward And tell him t is my pleasure he should give you 500 Crowns make your selfe hansome Montague Let none weare better cloathes t is for my credit But pray be merry still Mont. If I be not and make a foole of twice as many hundreds Clap me in Canvas Lady Exeunt Enter La-poope Laverdine and Malycorne Lav. I am strangely glad I have found the mystery Of this disguised boy out I ever trusted It was a woman and how happily I have found it so and for my selfe I am sure One that would offer me a thousand pound now And that 's a pretty sum to make one stagger In ready gols for this concealment could not Buy my hope of her she 's a dainty wench And such a one I finde I want extreamly To bring me into credit beauty does it Mal. Say we should all meach here and stay the feast now what can the worst be we have plai'd the knaves that 's without question La-p. True and as I take it this is the first truth We told these ten yeeres and for any thing I know may be the last but grant we are knaves Both base and beastly knaves Mal. Say so then Lav. Well La-p. And likewise let it be considered we have wrongd And most maliciously this Gentlewoman We cast to stay with what must we expect now Mal. I there
their vertues Stampt in the dangers of a thousand Battailes For goodnesse sake their honors time out daring I thinke for our example Aeci. Ye speake nobly Mac. Why are we seeds of these then to shake hands With Bawdes and base Informers kisse discredit And court her like a Mistris pray your leave yet You 'l say the Emperor is young and apt To take impression rather from his pleasures Then any constant worthynsse it may be But why do these the people call his pleasures Exceed the moderation of a man Nay to say justly freind why are they vices And such as shake our worthes with forraigne Nations Aec. You search the soare too deep and I must tel ye In any other man this had been boldnesse And so rewarded pray depresse you spirit For though I constantly beleeve ye honest Ye were no freind for me else and what now Ye freely spake but good ye owe toth Empire Yet take heed worthy Maximus all eares Heare not with that distinction mine doe few You 'l find admonishers but urgers of your actions And to the heaviest freind and pray consider We are but shadowes motions others give us And though our pitties may become the times Iustly our powers cannot make me worthy To be your ever freind in faire allegiance But not in force For durst mine own soule urge me And by that soule I speake my just affections To turn my hand from truth which is obedience And give the helme my vertue holds to Anger Though I had both the blessings of the Brutij And both their Instigations though my cause Carried a face of Iustice beyond theirs And as I am a servant to my fortunes That daring soule that first taught disobedience Should feele the first example Say the Prince As I may well beleeve seemes vitious Who justly knowes t is not to try our honors Or say he be an ill Prince are we therefore Fit fires to purge him No my dearest freind The Elephant is never won with anger Nor must that man that would reclaime a Lyon Take him by 'th teeth Max. I pray mistake me not Aeci. Our honest actions and the light that breakes Like morning from our service chaste and blushing Is that that pulls a Prince backe then he sees And not till then truly repents his errors When subjects Chrystall soules are glasses to him Max. My ever honored freind I le take your councel The Emperor appeares I le leave ye to him And as we both affect him may he flourish Exit Max. Empe. Is that the best newes Enter the Emperor and Chilax Chil. Yet the best we know Sir Empe. Bid Maximus come to me and be gone then Mine own head be my helper these are fooles How now Aecius are the Souldiers quiet Aeci. Better I hope Sir then they were Empe. They are pleas'd I heare To censure me extremely for my pleasures Shortly the 'l fight against me Aeci. Gods defend Sir And for their censures they are such shrew'd Iudgers A donative of ten Sesterties I le undertake shall make 'em ring your praises More then they sang your pleasures Empe. I beleeve thee Art thou in love Aecius yet Aeci. O no Sir I am too course for Ladies my embraces That only am acquainted with Alarums Would break their tender bodies Empe. Never feare it They are stronger then ye think they 'le hold the hammer My Empresse sweares thou art a lusty Souldier A good one I beleeve thee Aeci. All that goodnesse Is but your Graces creature Empe. Tell me truly For thou darst tell me Aeci. Any thing concernes ye That 's fit for me to speake and you to pardon Emp. What say the soldiers of me and the same words Mince 'em not good Aecius but deliver The very forms and tongues they talke withall Aeci. I le tell your Grace but with this caution You be not stirr'd for should the Gods live with us Even those we certainly beleeve are righteous Give 'em but drinke they would censure them too Empe. Forward Aeci. Then to begin they say you sleep too much By which they judge your Majesty too sensuall Apt to decline your strength to ease and pleasures And when you do not sleepe you drink too much From which they feare suspitions first then ruines And when ye neither drinke nor sleepe ye wench much Which they affirm first breakes your understanding Then takes the edge of honor make us seeme That are the ribbes and rampires of the Empire Fencers and beaten Fooles and so regarded But I beleive 'em not for were these truths Your vertue can correct them Empe. They speake plainly Aec. They say moreover since your grace wil have it For they will talke their freedoms though the sword Were in their throat that of late time like Nero And with the same forgetfullnes of glory You have got a vaine of filing so they terme it Empe. Some drunken dreames Aecius Aeci. So I hope Sir And that you rather study cruelty And to be feared for blood then lov'd for bounty Which makes the Nations as they say despise ye Telling your yeares and actions by their deathes Whose truth and strength of duty made you Caesar They say besides you nourish strange devourers Fed with the fat o' th Empires they call Bawdes Lazie and lustfull creatures that abuse ye A people as they terme 'em made of paper In which the secret sins of each mans monyes Are sealed and sent a working Empe. What sin 's next For I perceive they have no mind to spare me Aeci. Nor hurt ye ô my soule Sir but such people Nor can the power of man restraine it When they are full of meat and ease must prattle Empe. Forward Aeci. I have spoken too much Sir Empe. I le have all Aeci. It fits not Your eares should heare their vanities no profit Can justly rise to you from their behaviour Vnlesse ye were guilty of those crimes Empe. It may be I am so therefore forward Aeci I have ever Learn'd to obey nor shall my life resist it Empe. No more Apologies Aeci. They greive besides Sir To see the nations whom our ancient vertue With many a weary march and hunger conquer'd With losse of many a daring life subdude Fall from their faire obedience and even murmure To see the warlike Eagles mew their honors In obscure Townes that wont to prey on Princes They cry for enemies and tel the Captaines The fruits of Italy are luscious give us Aegypt Or sandy Affrick to display our valours There where our Swords may make us meat and danger Digest our well got Vyands here our weapons And bodyes that were made for shining brasse Are both unedg'd and old with ease and women And then they cry agen where are the Germaines Linde with hot Spaine or Gallia bring 'em on And let the son of war steel'd Mithridates Lead up his winged Parthians like a storme Hiding the face of Heaven with showres of arrowes Yet we dare fight like Romanes then as Souldiers
i' th wind and held against all weathers While I were able to beare with my tyres And so discharg 'em I would willingly Live Marcellina not till barnacles Bred in my sides Mar. Thou art i' th right wench For who would live whom pleasures had forsaken To stand at marke and cry a bow short signeur Were there not men came hither too Clau. Brave fellowes I feare me Bawdes of five i' th' pound Mar. How know you Clau. They gave me great lights to it Mar. Take heed Claudia Clau. Let them take heed the spring comes on Mar. To me now They seem'd as noble visitants Clau. To me now Nothing lesse Marcellina for I marke 'em And by this honest light for yet t is morning Saving the reverence of their guilded doublets And Millan skins Mar. Thou art a strange wench Claudia Clau. Ye are deceived they shew'd to me directly Court crabbs that creepe a side way for their living I know 'em by the breeches that they beg'd last Mar. Peace my Lady comes what may that be Clau. A Sumner Enter Lucina and Lycias the Eunuch That cites her to appeare Mar. No more of that wench Eun. Madam what answer to your Lord Luci. Pray tell him I am subject to his will Eun. Why weepe you Madam Excellent Lady there are none will hurt you Luci. I do beseech you tell me Sir Eun. What Lady Luci. Serve ye the Emperor Eun. I do Luci. In what place Eun. In 's chamber Madam Luci. Do ye serve his will too Eun. In faire and just commands Luci. Are ye a Romane Eun. Yes noble Lady and a Mantuan Luci. What office bore your parents Eun. One was Pretor Luci. Take heed then how you staine his reputation Eun. Why worthy Lady Luci. If ye know I charge ye Ought in this Message but what honesty The trust and faire obedience of a servant May well deliver yet take heed and help me Eun. Madam I am no Broker Claud. I le be hangd then Eun. Nor base procurer of mens lusts Your husband Praid me to doe this office I have done it It rests in you to come or no Luc. I will Sir Eun. If ye mistrust me doe not Luc. Ye appeare so worthy And to all my sence so honest And this is such a certain signe ye have brought me That I believe Eun. Why should I couzen you Or were I brib'd to doe this villany Can mony prosper or the foole that takes it When such a vertue falls Luc. Ye speake well Sir Would all the rest that serve the Emperour Had but your way Claud. And so they have ad unguem Luc. Pray tell my Lord I have receivd his Token And will not faile to meete him yet good Sir thus much Before you goe I doe beseech ye too As little notice as ye can deliver Of my appearance there Eun. It shall be Madam And so I wish you happinesse Luc. I thank you Exeunt Scaen. 2. Enter Aecius pursuing Pontius the Captaine and Maximus following Tumult noise within Max. Temper your selfe Aecius Pon. Hold my Lord I am a Roman and a Souldier Max. Pray Sir Aeci. Thou art a lying Villaine and a Traytor Give me my selfe or by the Gods my friend You 'l make me dangerous how dar'st thou pluck The Souldiers to sedition and I living And so Rebellion in 'em and even then When I am drawing out to action Pon. Heare me Max. Are yee a man Aeci. I am a true hearted Maximus And if the Villaine live we are dishonourd Max. But heare him what he can say Aeci. That 's the way To pardon him I am so easie naturd That if he speak but humbly I forgive him Pon. I doe beseech yee Noble Generall Aeci. Has found the was already give me rome One stroake and if he scape me then ha's mercy Pon. I doe not call yee Noble that I feare ye I never care'd for death if ye will kill me Consider first for what not what you can doe T is true I know ye for my Generall And by that great Prerogative may kill But doe it justly then Aeci. He argues with me By Heaven a made up Rebell Max. Pray consider What certaine grounds ye have for this Aeci. What grounds Did I not take him preaching to the Souldiers How lazily they liv'd and what dishonours It was to serve a Prince so full of woman Those were his very words friend Max. These Aecius Though they were rashly spoke which was an errour A great one Pontius yet from him that hungers For warres and brave imployment might be pardond The heart and harbourd thoughts of ill make Traytors Not spleeny speeches Aeci. Why should you protect him Goe too it shewes not honest Max. Taynt me not For that shewes worse Aecius All your friendship And that pretended love ye lay upon me Hold back my honesty is like a favour You doe your slave to day to morrow hang him Was I your bosome peece for this Aeci. The nature of my zeale and for my Country Makes me sometimes forgive my selfe for know Thou I most strive to be without my passions I am no God For you Sir whose infection Ha's spread it selfe like poyson through the Army And cast a killing fogge on faire Allegiance First thank this Noble Gentleman y'e had dy'de else Next from your place and honour of a Souldier I here seclude you Pon. May I speak yet Max. Heare him Aeci. And while Aecius holds a reputation At least command ye beare no Armes for Rome Sir Pon. Against her I shall never The condemnd man Ha's yet that priviledge to speak my Lord Law were not equall else Max. Pray heare Aecius For happily the fault he has committed Though I believe it mighty yet considered If mercy may be thought upon will prove Rather a hastie sin then heynous Aec. Speake Pon. T is true my Lord ye took me tir'de with peace My words almost as ragged as my fortunes T is true I told the Souldier whom we serv'd And then bewaild we had an Emperour Led from us by the flourishes of Fencers I blam'd him too for women Aec. To the rest Sir Pon. And like enough I blest him then as Souldiers Will doe sometimes T is true I told 'em too We lay at home to show our Country We durst goe naked durst want meate and mony And when the Slave drinkes Wine we durst be thirstie I told 'em this too that the Trees and Roots Were our best pay-masters the Charity Of longing women that had bought our bodies Our beds fires Taylers Nurses Nay I told 'em For you shall heare the greatest sin I said Sir By that time there be wars agen our bodies Laden with scarres and aches and ill lodgings Heates and perpetuall ants were fitter praires And certaine graves then cope the foe on crutches T is likely too I counsell'd 'em to turne Their Warlike pikes to plough-shares their sure Targets And Swords hatcht with the bloud of many Nations To Spades and pruning Knives for those
but a hatchment by me only held To shew I was a Souldier had not Cesar Chaind all defence in this doom let him die Old as I am and quenchd with scarres and sorrowes Yet would I make this witherd Arme do wonders And open in an enemy such wounds Mercy would weep to look on Pon. Then have at ye And look upon me and be sure ye feare not Remember who you are and why you live And what I have been to you cry not hold Nor think it base injustice I should kill ye Aec. I am prepard for all Pon. For now Aecius Thou shalt behold and find I was no traitor And as I doe it blesse me die as I doe Pontius kills himselfe Aec. Thou hast deceiv'd me Pontius and I thank thee By all my hopes in heaven thou art a Roman Pon. To shew you what you ought to doe this is not For slanders selfe would shame to find you coward Or willing to out-live your honestie But noble Sir ye have been jealous of me And held me in the rancks of dangerous persons And I must dying say it was but justice Ye cast me from my credit yet believe me For there is nothing now but truth to save me And your forgivenesse though ye held me hainous And of a troubled spirit that like fire Turnes all to flames it meets with ye mistook me If I were foe to any thing t' was ease Want of the Souldiers due the Enemy The nakednesse we found at home and scorne Children of peace and pleasures no regard Nor comfort for our scarres but how we got 'em To rusty time that eate our bodies up And even began to prey upon our honours To wants at home and more then wants abuses To them that when the Enemy invaded Made us their Saints but now the sores of Rome TTo silken flattery and pride plaind over Forgetting with what wind their feathers saile And under whose protection their soft pleasures Grow full and numberlesse to this I am foe Not to the state or any point of duty And let me speake but what a Souldier may Truly I ought to be so yet I errd Because a far more noble sufferer Shewd me the way to patience and I lost it This is the end I die Sir to live basely And not the follower of him that bred me In full account and vertue Pontius dare not Much lesse to out-live what is good and flatter Aec. I want a name to give thy vertue Souldier For only good is farre below thee Pontius The gods shall find thee one thou hast fashiond death In such an excellent and beauteous manner I wonder men can live Canst thou speake once more For thy words are such harmony a soule Would choose to flye to heaven in Pon. A farewell Good noble Generall your hand forgive me And think what ever was displeasing you Was none of mine ye cannot live Aec. I will not Yet one word more Pon. Dye nobly Rome farewell And Valentinian fall thou hast broke thy bases In joy ye have given me a quiet death I would strike more wounds if I had more breath he dyes Aec. Is there an houre of goodnesse beyond this Or any man would out-live such a dying Would Cesar double all my honours on me And stick me ore with favours like a Mistris Yet would I grow to this man I have loved But never doated on a face till now O death thou art more than beautie and thy pleasure Beyond posterity Come friends and kill me Cesar be kind and send a thousand swords The more the greater is my fall why stay ye Come and I le kisse your weapons feare me not By all the gods I le honour ye for killing Appeare or through the Court and world I le search ye My sword is gone ye are Traitors if ye spare me And Cesar must consume ye all base cowards I le follow ye and ere I dye proclaime ye The weeds of Italy the drosse of nature Exit Where are ye villaines traytors slaves Enter Proculus and 3. others running over the Stage Pro. I knew H 'ad killd the Captain 1. Here 's his sword Pro. Let it alone 't will fight it selfe else friends An hundred men are not enough to doe it I le to the Emperor and get more ayd Aec. None strike a poore condemnd man Pro. He is mad Shift for your selves my masters Exeunt Aec. Then Aecius Enter Aecius See what thou darst thy selfe hold my good sword Thou hast been kept from bloud too long I le kisse thee For thou art more then friend now my preserver Shew me the way to happinesse I seeke it And all you great ones that have falne as I do To keep your memories and honours living Be present in your vertues and assist me That like strong Cato I may put away All promises but what shall crown my ashes Rome fartheewell stand long and know to conquer Whilst there is people and ambition Now for a stroak shall turne me to a Star I come ye blessed spirits make me room To live for ever in Elizium Doe men feare this O that posterity Could learne from him but this that loves his wound There is no paine at all in dying well Nor none are lost but those that make their hell kills himselfe Enter Proculus and two others 1. Within Hee 's dead draw in the Guard againe Pro. Hee 's dead indeed And I am glad hee 's gone he was a devill His body if his Eunuches come is theirs The Emperor out of his love to vertue Has given 'em that Let no man stop their entrance Exit Enter Phidias and Aretus Phi. O my most Noble Lord look here Aretus Heer 's a sad sight Are. O cruelty O Cesar O times that bring forth nothing but destruction And overflowes of bloud why wa' st thou kild Is it to be a just man now againe As when Tiberius and wild Nero raignd Only assurance of his over-throw Phil. It is Aretus he that would live now Must like the Toad feed only on corruptions And grow with those to greatnesse honest vertue And the true Roman honour faith and valour That have been all the riches of the Empire Now like the fearefull tokens of the Plague Are meer fore-runners of their ends that owe 'em Are. Never enough lamented Lord deer master Enter Maximus Of whom now shal we learn to live like men From whom draw out our actions just and worthy Oh thou art gone and gone with thee all goodnesse The great example of all equitie O thou alone a Roman thou art perishd Faith fortitude and constant noblenesse Weep Rome weep Jtaly weep all that knew him And you that feard him as a noble Foe If Enemies have honourable teares Weep this decayd Aecius falne and scatterd By foule and base suggestion Pho. O Lord Maximus This was your worthy friend Max. The gods forgive me Think not the worse my friends I shed not teares Great griefes lament within yet now I have found'em Would