ev'ry Tree Wore Fruit forbidden cause her Liverie Can this stirre Wonder in thee No for 't is No wonder didst thou know but what shee is Shee 's all divine whose Virgin influence Merits the courtship of the dayes bright Prince By whose amplexures mixtures Nuptiall tyes Religious Votes shall from each Soule arise To blesse their bright Conjunction for the which Hymen whose care is Vertue to enrich Hath singled out her Consort brought her one That out-rayes Phoebus through his Horizon Adorn'd with Masculine Vertues he can be Should I compare him to th' Heavens but He And in that He consists such ample worth We want a Homers Pen to set it forth He 's exquisitely rare shou'd I say more 'T wo'd not enlarge his worth but make me poore In fancie for alas what need I tell The world a storie which they know so well I will conclude in prayers not in prayse Though you deserve them both while I have dayes Or minutes to unburden may Encrease For ever Crowne the Harvest of your Peace May you live like two Angels sent from Heaven To teach the world examples and run even In Vertues progresse till your sacred Urne Claymes its prerogative your ashes turne The Phoenix Exequies to nothing Why Your lives extinct Perfections with you dye Nor shall our Ages after mention one Without committing Sacriledge you gone But your Remembrance which shall last and be The onely Phoenix to Posteritie Shine like the Twins of Miracle for it 's true Nature comply'd with Wonder framing you Let your refulgent Beames afford more Light For Turtle loyaltie than the wisht sight Of Phoebus rouzed from the Ocean Ascends to his full Lines Meridian Flourish in the blest Concords Unitie And spinne your Lives into Eternitie An Epithalamium on the happie Nuptials of his much respected friend Geo. F. Gent. RIse wanton Phoebus leave thy am'rous play And prune thy selfe to grace this Nuptiall Day Shake off thy drowsie Looks and let thine Eye Appeare in its full height of Majestie Let Hermes in his greatest glory shine And Bacchus drink full Bowles of Helvian Wine Let Iove forget to play with Ganimed And Mars once leave the Cyprian Goddesse Bed Vesta with all thy Darlings hither hie And crowne our Wedding with thy companie Bring thou our Bride to Church but leave her there Nor blush not if she chance to shed a teare Feares doe possesse the tender yeares of one Unapt to know th' untwining of her Zone Hymen Rites finisht let your Welcomes be To grace our Bridegroome with your Companie And now let chast Desires adorne her Bed Whose Blushes shewes the Dye of Maydenhead Wishes and sweet content may they possesse Each heart bring joy to th' other numberlesse Who bids Good-night unto our Bride be dumb And sayes no more Such as shall hither come Must not bring one Nights joy alone but force Their throats to reach with Eccho's till they hoarse Millions of joyes attend 'em both for ever May they be curst who shall their chast hearts sever Acrostick on the well-deserving Gentlewoman Mistris Eliz. Hill Enricht with Natures choisest Excellence Light to thy Sex thou art rare Quintessence Ioves e're admired Creature in whose face Zeale seemes to keepe account of womans grace A thousand joyes attend thee and may e're Beautie adorn'd with Vertue be thy share Exquisite Creature whose perfections lye Transparent to each well-discerning eye Heaven sends you here to grace Mortalitie How much was Helen counted to be faire In so much more thou art beyond compare Love is thy Mirror then be not too proud Lest Heaven dims that Beautie with a Cloud And so debarre us Mortals of that blisse Which each deserving Soule desires were his Acrostick on Mistris Marie Rashley in requitall of her Musicall entertainment Many that knowe you not may thinke that I Am by affection led to flatterie Raising your Vertues to sublimest height In hope to gaine you as my purchas'd right Enflam'd by Love ah no my zeale is such Rare Phoenix that I cannot write too much As prayses due for shou'd Apollo heare Such Dorick Musick he wou'd leave his Spheare Hymen wou'd boast if you unto his Shrine Love with your Vertue bring as Offering Each God wou'd leave his Throne cou'd Nature frame Your equals to embrace their Paphian flame On his very loving friend Mistris Bridgett Peck Acrostick Beautie with Vertues doth enlarge the store Riches without those Vertues are but poore In thee both shine to make thy brightnesse knowne Dame Natures glorious workmanship alone Grac'd with her feature and so highly priz'd Emaculate to be eternalliz'd Thou peerelesse piece of Vertue live to be Times wonder and Mans chiefe felicitie Prudence the Soule of Wisdome 's in thy brest Endu'd with all thy Graces and there rest Courted Vrania in thy Brest doth find Kind Zeale the true Companion to her mind To his vertuous Kinswoman Mistris S. B. IF to adore thee were not held a sinne Beyond the reach of mercie I 'd begin To render up my Orasons to thee And so by custome write thee Deitie If to admire thy Beautie and thy Grace And prayse the Native Liveries of thy Face Tell Stories of the whitenesse of thy Brest Thy Hand thy Legge thy Foot and never rest 'Till I had made thee famous with my Pen And rais'd thy Name in great esteeme 'mongst men If with industry I sought to please Yet thou would'st count 'em but Hyperbole's So modest is thy faith thou canst endure No straines of wit that seemes to be impure Or stuft with needlesse superstition The knowing follies in some wanton one Thou art entirely vertuous Pardon me If I transgresse speaking Truth 's Embassie For he that 's zealous will confirme the same Love blowes the fire but you can quench the flame An Elegie on the vertuous Gentlewoman Frances Dixon WHy smil'd the Heavens why did Sol display His golden beames to grace the slow-foot Day What made th' AEtheriall power to cleare the skies And why did Venus scorne thy Obsequies While Vesta's Darlings wearing black did shew What true devotion to chaste corps they owe Iove did appeare and court thee e're grim Death Had pow'r to stop thy od'rous balmie breath And hadst thou yeelded then thy yeares had bin Enlarg'd to feast the Gods with pleasures sin But making sleight of 's gifts enraged hee Leaves thee to what the Destinies decree Then 't is no mervaile that the Heav'ns did smile To see weake Mortalls can their hopes beguile Thou mirror of true Chastity let mee Pay hourely tribute with my teares for thee Nor think pure course as many use to doe I strive with them to mourne in fash'on to Ah no I hate it for my inward part Shall witnesse that the Mourner is my hart Religion wept and sung and Vertues score Was paid in teares and sighes her only store Sending thy sable Herse homeward to blisse Where Chastity receives it's happinesse And the fresh tincture of thy virgin-Tye Shall wreath thy brow
seene this face before Oh 't is Lysander th' truest Swaine That ever breath'd on Grove or Plaine CLAUDIA What is hee mark'd for present death FLORIDA No there is hopes of life his breath I feele come coldly Take him with 'em CLAUDIA Help him in Pan be just reward this sin SCRUB The devill and his dam I think have carri'd away my Master I cannot finde him in never a Wenches placuit pocket I should say and yet I have beene in a simple many since I came among these Mutton-Mongers these sheepe-eaters unlesse they have hid him amongst their wooll I cannot imagine where hee should be I will weare my shooes to peeces but I 'le finde him Exit Lysander Claudia Florida and Cloe LYSANDER Religious Matron from your divine hand I have receiv'd my life next to heavens providence Sure my wounds were not desperate or else Some Angell did afford a soveraigne Balsome To cure 'em in such an instant but howsoever I must ascribe it to your pious care For which I owe you more than I can pay Unlesse it be my life CLAUDIA The Surgery I use is sent from Heaven And you owe them your life not me LYSANDER But Florida Did you ne're heare of your Cliton since FLORIDA Never Yet I would gladly see him did I know By what meanes to atchieve it CLOE Deare friend the stories of us both if weigh'd In an equall ballance would poize each other Yet to put her love to the Test I 'le undertake your message LYSANDER Thou wilt endeare me to thee then about it FLORIDA Exit Cloe You heard how Cloe came to our happy Cure LYSANDER Never FLORIDA The Wood Nymphes brought her to our Cell finding Her stray'd where ever since sh 'as bin LYSANDER If you will with mee I 'le promise you you shall see your Cliton FLORIDA On those conditions I will CLAVDIA Whether now FLORIDA No farther than with your consent and if you please you may goe with us Clau. I am contented Exeunt Gloriana distracted SINGS I know Lysander's dead Then farewell maydenhead Thou art but one When I am gone It never shall be said hy ho ho Oh Lysander CLITON like a Hermit Save you faire Maid I wish you joy Free from ought that may annoy Your quiet or disturb your sence Send you health and penitence GLORIANA Ha ha ha what are you Lysander what with that beard there 's a great beard indeed heark you Fryer Tuck doe you see you handsome shepheard Lysander Why did you say he was dead CLITON You are mistaken I 'm a Hermit that can cure All wounds but what sinne makes impure And those are cur'd by one above I can help those ills that move Man to distraction jealous feares In man or woman I have yeares Has gain'd experience to apply For all sorts a safe remedy GLORIANA SINGS Doe you see where he doth stand With a Crosse-Bow in his hand I will follow thee my Deare Though the Goblins keepeth there CLITON Offers to goe in Stay pure Mayd GLORIANA Why doe you hold me old man insooth you shall not CLITON If you will be rul'd by mee You shall your Lysander see GLORIANA Shall I indeed now CLITON Come with me and you shall know More if you will but patient grow Exeunt Leonand Alexis Good Father be patient LEON Is not my daughter lost my onely daughter The onely staffe whereon my age did rest And onely comfort which I had on earth Oh! I am miserable Leon and Alexis There 's hopes yet left to finde her LEON Never Some rude and savage hand has kill'd my Girle Having deflowr'd her of her virgin honour Talk not of patience 't is the onely meanes To cure a bad distemper to grow worse And fire it out of him Oh my Alexis ALEXIS I 'm lost in loosing her Let us endeavour to finde her LEON I 'le take thy counsell goodnesse guide me still Sometimes are Parents crosse against their will Exeunt Lysander Claudia Florida LYSANDER W' are almost at his Cell where hee do's waste Himselfe away with griefe thinking you are A Citizen in Heaven and that wrong He did you has so defil'd his soule It cannot be purg'd off but by such penitence FLORIDA Y 'ave mov'd my heart that it dissolves to teares Of blood and water for the strictnesse hee Has undergone for mee Enter Cloe and Daphnes CLOE I 'm glad I 've found you doe you see w' are coupl'd as Lovers ought to doe but your Gloriana is lost beyond Recovery LYSANDER How DAPHNES Shee hearing of your death fell frantick and Since I have not seene her ne're our Groves LYSANDER Let us put wings to our pursuit to finde her And first wee 'l search his Cell CLAVDIA Great Pan send all things well Exeunt FRANCISCO Oh Conscience how thou do'st buz into my eares despaire The thing attends my guilt Gloriana lost For whose sweet sake I heap't new sinnes upon me What has my fury purchas'd nothing Yes Hell and destruction which onely by a haire hangs o're my head which blowne by the least winde falls downe and sinks me SCRVB You sirrah madcap that creepes like a Crab there Hark you doe not you know one Francisco and Pisander two vagabonds that cannot live in peace with Poultry but they must flye after sheepe FRANCISCO I owe that wretched name Francisco SCRUB Who you with that face pray where 's Pisander then FRANC. I left him at the Court when I came thence SCRUB I see you shepheards will lye abominably hee has beene from the Court ever since seven yeares before hee was borne Lysander Leon Gloriana Claud. Florida Cloe. Cliton Daphnes Alexis LYSANDER Friends wee are happy made Fortune and Love reserv'd these blisses to crowne the end of things CLITON The story you related Florida How this divine Matron did take your body Finding it warme and did apply such Balsames As hath preserv'd your life makes me most happy LYSANDER I 'm blest in my Gloriana DAPHNES I in my Cloe CLITON And I in Florida Leon Alexis Claudia and Florida And wee to see you possesse such blisse FRAN. Ah! Protect me some blest power keepe farther off I am yet reconcil'd with heaven I doe confesse I kill'd you Oh be mercifull for their sweet sakes whose innocence cannot see or be disturb'd by thee There they are by thee thy once deare Gloriana LYSANDER What a distemper 's this FRANCISCO What will appease thy Ghost give me but time to aske forgivenesse of those sacred powers I 've most offended by depriving thee of life and being and thou shalt have my life for thy just sacrifice LYSANDER I apprehend his guilt shepheard feare not your hate grew not to such desperate effects as you expected Feele I live and breath FRAN. Delude me not 't is impossible LYSANDER These shall witnesse it OMNES Wee doe FRAN. Can you forgive then my attempt LYSANDER With a true heart OMNES Lysander's still himselfe noble and wise FRANCISCO And can you Fairest wipe that Ignominy off I deserv'd from you GLORIANA My Lysanders word sufficeth for us both FRAN. Then may you both live happy many yeares May your joyes never be disturb'd by feares SCRUB Heark you sir now all your talk is over I would know one thing of you LYSANDER And what 's that SCRUB Have you met with one Pisander Leon and Francisco in your Travailes The Duke is dead that banisht good old Leon and could I finde him his lands shall be restor'd LEON I am that Leon that with my sonne and daughter here have liv'd e're since in this Rurall way OMNES Blessings doe follow blessings LYSANDER Then I am that Pisander that left the Court to gaine thy Daughters love by the name of Lysander Scrub do'st thou know me now SCRVB A pestlence on 't you are hee indeed FRAN. Pisander embrace thy friend Francisco LYSANDER Francisco thou cloy'st me with joy Embrace FRAN. I left the Court for the same end you did LYSANDER Shee 's mine now Sir is shee not LEON As fast as th' Priest can make her Fortune has made all happy Yet 't is fit If they will wed your hands should licence it Amor finem coronat GEntle Reader there are some faults which through the obscurity of the Coppie and absence of the Author have passed the Presse To particularize them were needlesse But favourably looke o're them and with thy Pen courteously correct such defects as thou shalt finde not condemning the Presse or injuring the Author
Votaries And cannot retaine beliefe Colusive you Were ever reall but in being untrue That only thou wert made for else thy brest Would ne're have covetted a new imprest But like the constant Emerauld have kept Its primitive stamp and purity falshood slept In ignorance O yee powers can there be An absolution for impiety If you 'l decline from Justice then you may Flatter her erring hopes with a long day Of fatall tryall whose conviction must Precipitate her gloryes into dust Sure though prolong'd the difference then will be Th' insulting freedome chain'd my bondage free The Authors Dreame WHen as my dull and weary'd eyes had long With tedious watchings 'bout my temples hung The vale of sleepe like a long wasted Lamp Smother'd went out and fell into a damp My sences tasting of some happinesse Ambition rose and strove for further blisse Till that me thought an Eccho in my eare Bad rise and follow me why sleep'st thou here With that a Winter-sweat did over-spread My bloodlesse cheekes as in amazement dead Each limb did shake my panting heart did knell Death 's sad unwelcome tone Nights-passing-bell The selfe-same voyce againe did seeme to be The comforter of my sad hopes and me Musick possest mine eares in that I then Contemn'd my feares and seem'd awake agen No sooner had my eares enjoy'd so rare Unlook'd for pleasures but did straight repaire A Lady of that beauty clad in white As seem'd to out-face Day and conquer Night Her haire dishevel'd hung about her browes A wreath of Lawrell on her garments vowes Of perjur'd Lovers mingled with the blood Of some poore injur'd creature that withstood No ill-tempestuous storme in hope to gaine For her pure constancie th' Elizian Plaine When as their spotted soules as black as hell Shall choake themselves with vows in Pluto's Cell Her brests not bare but in a modest manner Shew the pure colour of true Lovers Banner Under the which they hold their second faith Those spungy pearlesse Twins the females hath About which blood a pretious stone was plac'd Such as had Venus worne it wo'd have grac'd Her wanton beauty and have forc'd the Boy T' a' left his dallying and the sport enjoy On th' other side whereas black vowes doe make A darknesse shadow brightnesse does pertake Of golden Charecters that who so see Must by those golden letters guided be Rich Sandals fetcht from farre of purest gold Did her unvalu'd feet in pleasure hold As white as is the purest morning milk And seem'd insnar'd with fine Arabian silk With her two Virgins also clad in white Supporting on each side this Queene of light Upon each garment artificially Was interweav'd a pearle distilled eye Sad discontented languisht broken hearts Feares teares sighes sobs laments and piercing darts Crosse Fates friends frownes in gold the Parents hate Seem'd their contentions to expostulate With that their soules sweet Organs tun'd Forbeare Let thy feares vanish we shall bring thee where Death keepes his Court the sable irksome Cell Of murdering soules where sinnes with Furies dwell There thou shalt see each broken Vow to have Deserved punishment dead want a Grave Yet feare not Youth for through the ayre wee 'l hover And with our robes of truth thy doubts will cover My feares then left me and we mounted straight On a wing'd Chariot they enjoyn'd to waite For us drawne with foure milk-white Doves Such as dame Venus's pleas'd with when her Loves Shee meanes to visit through the ayre than wee Swifter than nimble-footed Mercury Did fly At length Such shrill confusions beat into my eares As wo'd have sunk the world dissolv'd the spheares But Truth my still supporter bade me be No whit yet daunted for I soone sho'd see Horrours of worse affrightments with that shake The lower earth and from a Sulphurous lake Flew flames of quenchlesse fier with the smoake Of loathsome brimstone eating trees of Oake The dismall noyse of screech-Owles hissing Snakes Toads Adders Monsters and what else pertakes Of ugly poyson seem'd a Cavalere And fellow partner with all creatures there In that salt teares made furrowes in my cheekes And for some reconciliation seekes With that demanding of my guider Truth What place that was she answer'd pretty Youth A place where false neglectfull Lovers be Such as have cancell'd faith and loyalty This is the place where thy disdainefull Faire Shall be created new teare her bright haire Rejoyce to have a Serpent to her bed And by deformed monsters ravished My panting soule then sunk but tender shee Rais'd me againe demanding straight of mee The reason of that passion I reply'd I lov'd her still though Reason it deny'd Shall she for whom my studies I have spent Faire Truth receive this doome and punishment Shall Monsters then enjoy what I before Did Idolize and as my Saint adore Shall they suck hony from so rich a Hive And glut themselves with that each soule alive Wo'd humbly kneele for O shall they then be The only meanes t' enlarge my misery Truth 's answer was wee 'l leave this dolefull place Banish distrust wee 'l mend our slow-wing'd pace And drive thee to the Tempe of content Where Love shall laugh at Falshoods banishment And in dispight of Envie shall obtaine The feeling welcome of his heart againe Where Pyramus and Thisbe live in blisse And there enjoy each other with a kisse Then did we drive our Chariot through a Grove Of Mayden-flowers where the Queene of Love Met with her Martialist and present came With due salutes and homage to Truths name The Chariot staid we lighted and then went Into a place call'd Loves true ravishment Where e'ry pretty Bird in warbling notes Did give us entertainement with their Votes Each Lover had his Mate and on the Greene Did sport and play and blush because o're-seene Exchanging kisses in so much that I Did emulate their candy'd jollity The Virgins that did waite upon our Queene Left her with me and went into a Greene Where two sweet Youths clad in a crimson dye Did give 'em entertainment to the eye Joyes met with joyes the Quiristers did sing As welcoming the wanton youthfull Spring Where in an Arbour crown'd with Violets Each with his Mate new happinesse begets Truth 's smiling Aspect with her Affrick gemms Offer'd a whisper to me and condemnes My former incredulity then gave Me her advice to purchase ought they have Opens her richest Caskenet and shewes The bed of Odours where th' Elizian Rose The sence-delighting Violets and th' rest Of Flora's pride are in a Garland drest Compass'd about with little hoops of Glasse Reflecting on each cheeke that by 'em passe The ground-work honey and the Juice of love The Mornes refreshment Nectar cast by Iove Instead of dew upon their colour'd veynes With oyle of Constancy to keepe from steynes Of every ruder hand and there they lye Unpluckt by any save Maturity No mervaile then Winter cannot afford Us such Redolent Miracles when th' hord And Closet that retaynes 'em is a
blush Adonis Kisse him LYSANDER Oh you must not blush you spoile the jest on 't I 'le span thy Waste and doe as Wantons use I 'le be Adonis but will not refuse GLORIANA Nay fie you stray beyond your limits LYSANDER Kisse Modesty allowes such undefiled mixtures To them FRANCISCO Ah! where are my eyes what curst unruly windes Have blowne 'em out and in their stead plac'd these base counterfaits Oh you Deities you are unjust to suffer this If these eyes be my owne may they be blasted that without my Lycence Durst see this object but yet let reason Sway my passion Why doe I wish a mischiefe on my selfe That must see their destruction I have long Suspected him by reason of her Necios And the continuall scorne dwelt on her brow When I did proffer love were I provided I 'd rush upon 'em and from his base armes Snatch the false Girle but I 'le stand secure A while and over-heare 'em GLORIANA 'T is time to part w 'ave dally'd Time too long Lysander will you walk LYSANDER Thinks Gloriana That Time is lost that 's spent with her Lysander FRANCISCO Deluding devill GLORIANA I could Lysander Might it not staine my Mayden-yeares live onely By gazing on thy Beauty LYSANDER Nay now you mock me but I hope e're long Wee shall with more security enjoy What our hearts wish for Where shall wee next meet GLORIANA In this very place to morrow be sure you meet LYSANDER Exeunt I will not faile FRANCISCO Nor I to meet you both Oh my best starres How I shall weave my selfe into revenge just just Gods y 'ave stampt my braine for mischiefe which on them I 'le execute And none shall pry into my faults within Revenge has Coverts fit to hide his sin Exit CLOE mad SINGS Hey downe a downe derry And shall not wee be merry A fire on thy hole 'T is as black as a cole And thy nose is as browne as a berry Hi ho What a thing this love is When Love did act a womans part Shee sings Shee could have dy'd with all her heart It swell'd her so in every part Shee swore 't was winde and then did Hi hi hi hi Nymphes to her Sing about her Love cannot chuse but pitty yeeld He never liv'd in tented field 'Mongst iron hearted men He knowes both how and when Thee to restore To what thou wert before He has a tender brest which knowes Your wants by the tormenting woes He 's subject to himselfe Then doe not you despaire That are both young and faire Thus wee convay you hence CLOE Takes Cloe with 'em Where doe you leade mee Exeunt Lysander and Gloriana LYSANDER How blest are wee that Fortune hath So much befriended us in this happy Convenient opportunity GLORIANA 'T is an unaccustom'd favour And we ought in duty to acknowledge A thankfulnesse for it LYSANDER Shee sits downe So sits the pride of Nature to out-vye Each glorious Beauty of the chequer'd field And Flora's richest Wardrobe GLORIANA I perceive Y 'ave practis'd long in th' flattering Rules of love What wil reward you LYSANDER A kisse is more than I can merit Will you sing GLORIANA And you 'l give me another for my paines LYSANDER Put it to the tryall You shall not loose your labour SONG GLORIANA Sit while I doe gather flowers And depopulate the Bowers Here 's a kisse will come to thee Lysander Give me one I 'le give thee three BOTH Thus in harmlesse sport wee may Passe all idle houres away GLORIANA Hark hark how fine The Birds doe chime And pretty Philomel Her moane doth tell BOTH Then pitty pitty love and all is well GLORIANA Here 's the Violet Pink and Rose The sweetest breathings for the nose LYSANDER Yet thy breath to me doth yeeld More fragrant sents than all the field GLORIANA Love cares not for flowers or toyes Play games for your apish Boyes Nor superstition For his condition Is for to know Lysander if you love or no GLORIANA Then answer love I or no But yet me thinks that face should be The Modell of true constancie Therefore no reason have I To suspect thy loyalty Here 's another kisse for thee LYSANDER Give me one I 'le give thee three BOTH Thus in harmlesse sport wee may Passe all idle houres away GLORIANA Hark hark how fine The Birds doe chime And pretty Philomel Her moane doth tell BOTH Then pitty pitty Love and all is well LYSANDER Y 'ave sung me most a sleepe my eyes are dull and heavy Faith I must make thy lap my pillow GLORIANA Repose thy gentle head on 't Alas I 'm heavy too and must obey my destinie Sleepe The Destinies SING Sleepe on sleepe on For wee have so decreed That thou must bleed Sleepe on sleepe on And maist thou never rise For blood the shepheard cryes Sleepe on sleepe on Exeunt A heavenly messenger in white SONG Rise rise Lysander to prevent What the Destinies decreed Thou art constant permanent And must not bleed Thy constant seed Shall be the shepheards joy No annoy Shall attend Such a friend As the Lasses need Rise rise awake And sleepe off shake The Heavens are pleas'd thy part to take For thy Love's sake Exit GLORIANA They stirre Lysander where ar't Lord how my fancie 's troubled LYSANDER How fares my Gloriana I have had Strange thoughts that would have dispossest Me of my rest had I not tooke it here On your sacred lap Francisco disguis'd with others FRANCISCO That is the man upon him instantly While I attach his Mistresse GLORIANA Ah me Lysander what meanes these sad spectacles 1. VILLANE Wee must have life and death GLORIANA Both life and death how can that be FRAN. Thy life and thy Lysanders death GLORIANA I 've heard that voyce e're now Afford more milder language FRAN. Stop her mouth lest shee does charme me Unto pitty LYSANDER Are you but men and dare doe this GLORIANA Oh spare Lysander sheath your swords in me FRAN. Wee 'l not expostulate take that 2. VILLANE And that GLORIANA They take her with them Oh Lysander Stay stay let me but breath my last Upon her lips and I 'le forgive this Butchery Cowards Villaines Miscreants have you left me But oh my fairest whether art thou fled Feare has made pale those cheekes that were so red I 'le follow thee they shall not dare to touch The least hem of thy garments But oh I faint And must surrender up to earth that part I tooke from her Gloriana oh Gloriana Claudia and Florida CLAVDIA Wee may for recreation walk And use some pretty harmlesse talk Religion does not tye us to A stricter course than wee can doe FLORIDA T is dangerous walking every field Doth nought but sounds of horror yeeld And to my fancie doth appeare Poore slaughter'd Maids the Butchers beare The name of Lovers and can finde A way in killing to be kinde Lysander Oh! Ah me whence came that groane CLAUDIA It is a Shepheard wounded sore FLORIDA Sure I 've