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
man Siph. But Chilax Where are her women Chi. None but your Graces Sister Because she would have it privat to the world yet Knowes of this businesse Siph. I shall thanke the Chilax Thou art a carefull man Chi. Your Graces servant Siph. I 'le find a fit place for thee Chi. If you will not There 's a good Lady will she points yee forward Away and take your fortune not a word sir So you are greas'd I hope Exit Siph. Cloe. manet Chi. Enter Stremon Foole and Boy Chi. Stremon Foole Picus Where have you left your Lord Strem. I' th' Temple Chilax Chi. Why are ye from him Strem. Why the King is with him And all the Lords Chi. Is not the Princesse there too Strem. Yes And the strangest coile amongst 'em She weeps bitterly The King entreats and frownes my Lord like Autumne Drops off his hopes by handfulls all the Temple Sweats with this Agonie Chi. Where 's young Polidor Strem. Dead as they said o' th' sudden Chi. Dead Strem. For certaine But not yet knowne abroad Chi. There 's a new trouble A brave young man he was but we must all die Strem. Did not the Generall meet you this morning Like a tall stallion Nun Chi. No more a that Boy Strem. You had been ferreting Chi. That 's all one Foole My Master foole that taught my wits to traffique What has your wisdome done how have you profited Out with your Audit come you are not emptie Put out mine eye with twelve pence do you shaker What thinke you of this shaking here 's with coxcombe Ha boyes ha my fine rascalls here 's a Ring Pulls out a Purse How right they goe Foole. O let me ring the fore-bell Chi. And here are thumpers Chickens golden rogues â—it wit ye rascalls Foole. I have a Sty here Chilax Chi. I have no gold to cure it not a penny Not one crosse Cavalier we are dull Sou'diers Grosse heavy-headed fellowes fight for victualls Foole. Why ye are the spirits of the time Chi. By no meanes Foole. The valiant firie Chi. Fy fie no Foole. Be-lee-me sir Chi. I woo'd I could sir Fool. I will satisfie ye Chi. But I will not content you alas poore boy Thou shewst an honest nature weepes for thy Master There 's a red rogue to buy thee handkerchers Foole. A was an honest Gentleman I have lost too Chi. Ye have indeed your labour Foole but Stremon Doest thou want money too no virtue living No firking out at fingers ends Strem. It seemes so Chi. Will ye all serve me Strem. Yes when ye are Lord Generall For lesse I will not goe Chi. There 's gold for thee then Thou hast a souldiers minde Foole Fool. Here your first man Chi. I will give thee for thy wit for 't is a fine wit A daintie diving wit hold up just nothing Goe graze i' th' commons yet I am mercifull There 's six pence buy a Saucer steale an old gowne And beg i' th' Temple for a Prophet come away boyes Let 's see how things are carried Foole up sirra You may chance get a dinner Boy your preferment I 'le undertake for your brave Masters sake You shall not perish Fool. Chilax Chi. Please me well Foole And you shall light my pipes Away to th' Temple But stay the Kings here sport upon sport Boyes Enter King Lords Siphax kneeling Cloe with a Vaile King What would you have Captaine Speake suddenly for I am wondrous busie Siph. A Pardon Royall sir King For what Siph. For that Which was heav'ns will should not be mine alone sir My marrying with this Lady King It needs no Pardon For marriage is no sin Si. Not in it selfe sir But in presuming too much Yet heav'n knowes So does the Oracle that cast it on me And the Princesse royall sir King What Princesse Siph. O be not angrie my dread King your Sister King My sister she 's i' th' Temple man Siph. She is here sir Lord The Captain 's mad she is kneeling at the Altar King I know she is with all my heart good Captain I do forgive ye both be unvail'd Lady Puts off her vaile Will ye have more forgivenes the mans frantick Come let 's goe bring her out God give yee joy sir Siph. How Cloe my old Cloe Exit King Lords Cloe. Even the same sir Chi. Gods give your manhood much content Strem. The Princesse Lookes something mustie since her comming over Fool. 'T were good youl 'd brush her over Siph. Fooles and Fidlers Make sport at my abuse too Foole. O 't is the nature Of us Fooles to make bold with one another But you are wise brave sirs Chi. Cheere up your Princesse Believe it sir the King will not be angry Or say he were why 't was the Oracle The Oracle and like your Grace the Oracle Strem. And who most mighty Siphax Siph. With mine owne whore Cloe. With whom els should ye marry speak your conscience Will ye transgresse the law of Armes that ever Rewards the Souldier with his owne sins Siph. Devills Cloe. Ye had my maiden-head my youth my sweetnes Is it not justice then Siph. I see it must be But by this hand I 'le hang a lock upon thee Cloe. You shall not need my honesty shall doe it Siph. If there be wars in all the world Cloe. I 'le with ye For you know I have bin a souldier Come curse on when I need another Oracle Chi. Send for me Siphax I 'le fit ye with a Princesse And so to both your honours Foole. And your graces Siph. The Devill grace ye all Cloe. God a mercy Chilax Chi. Shall we laugh halfe an houre now Strem. No the King comes And all the traine Chi. Away then our Act 's ended Exeunt Enter King Calis Memnon and Cleanthe Curtisan Lords King You know he do's deserve ye loves ye dearly You know what bloody violence had us'd The Hearse ready Polidor Eumenes Captains Upon himselfe but that his brother crost it You know the same thoughts still inhabit in him And covet to take birth Look on him Lady The wars have not so far consum'd him yet Cold age disabled him or sicknesse sunk him To be abhorr'd looke on his Honour sister That beares no stamp of time no wrinkles on it No sad demolishment nor death can reach it Looke with the eyes of heaven that nightlie waken To view the wonders of my glorious Maker And not the weaknesse looke with your vertuous eyes And then clad royaltie in all his conquests His matchlesse love hung with a thousand merits Eternall youth attending Fame and Fortune Time and Oblivion vexing at his vertues He shall appeare a miracle looke on our dangers Looke on the publique ruine Calis O deare brother King Fie let us not like proud and greedy waters Gaine to give off againe this is our Sea And you his Cynthia govern him take heed His stouds have bin as hie and full as any And gloriously now is got up to the girdle The
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
old together And no distast e're find you and before The Characters of age are printed on you May you see many Images of your selves Though I like some false Glasse that 's never look'd in Am cast a side and broken from this hower Unles invited which I dare not hope for I never will set my forbidden feete Over your threshold onely give me leave Though cast off to the world to mention you In my devotions 't is all I sue for And so I take my last leave Hen. Though I am Devoted to a wife nay allmost sol'd A slave to serve her pleasures yet I cannot So part with all humanity but I must Shew something of a Father thou shalt not goe Unfurnish'd and unfriended too take that To guard thee from necessities may thy goodnes Meet many favours and thine innocence Deserve to be the heire of greater fortunes Then thou wer 't borne to Scorne me not Violante This banishment is a kind of civill death And now as it were at his Funerall To shed a teare or two is not unmanly And so farewell for ever one word more Though I must never see thee my Ascanio When this is spent for so the Judge decreed Send to me for supply are you pleas'd now Viol. Yes I have cause to see you howle and blubber At the parting of my torment your shame Bed ready wine table Standish Paper 'T is well proceed supply his wants doe doe Let the great dowre I brought serve to maintain Your Bastards riots send my Clothes and Jewells To your old acquaintance your deare dame his Mother Now you begin to melt I know 't will follow Hen. Is all I doe misconstrude Viol. I will take A course to right my selfe a speeding one By the bless'd Saints I will if I prove cruell The shame to see thy foolish pitty taught me To loose my naturall softnes keepe off from me Thy flateries are infectious and I 'le fle thee As I would doe a Leaper Hen. Let not fury Transport you so you know I am your Creature All love but to your self with him hath left me I 'le ioyne with you in any thing Viol. In vaine I 'le take mine owne waies and will have no partners Hen. I will not crosse you Viol. Doe not they shall find That to a Woman of her hopes beguil'd A viper troad on or an Aspick 's mild Exeunt Scena Secunda Enter Lopez Millanes Arsenio Lop. Sits the game there I have you by mine order I love Leandro for 't Mil. But you must shew it In lending him your helpe to gain him meanes And opportunitie Lop. He shall want nothing I know my Advocate to a hayre and what Will fetch him from his prayers if he use any I am honyed with the project I would have him horn'd For a most pretious Beast Ars. But you loose time Lop. I am gon instruct you Diego you will find him A sharpe and subtle knave give him but hints And he will amplifie Se all things ready I 'll fetch him with a vengeance Exit Ars. If he faile now Wee 'll give him over too Mil. Tush he is flesh'd And knowes what vaine to strike for his owne credit Ars. All things are ready Mil. Then we shall have a merry Scene no're feare it Exeunt Scena Tertia Enter Amaranta with a note and Moore Amar. Is thy Master gone out Moore Even now the Curat fetch'd him About a serious businesse as it seem'd For he snatch'd up his Cloak and brush'd his hat strait Set his Band handsomely and out he gallop'd Amar. 'T is well 't is very well he went out Egla As luckily as one would say goe Husband He was call'd by providence fling this short paper Into Leandro's Cell and waken him He is monstrous vexed and musty at my Chesse-play But this shall supple him when he has read it Take your owne recreation for two houres And hinder nothing Moore If I doe I 'll hang for 't Exeunt Scena quarta Enter Octavio Jacintha Oct. If that you lov'd Ascanio for himselfe And not your private ends you rather should Blesse the faire opportunitie that restores him To his Birth-right and the Honours he was borne to Then grieve at his good Fortune Jac. Grieve Octavio I would resigne my Essence that he were As happy as my love could fashion him Though every blessing that should fall on him Might prove a curse to me my sorrow springs Out of my feare and doubt he is not safe I am acquainted with Don Henrique's nature And I have heard too much the fiery temper Of Madam Violante can you thinke That she that almost is at war with heaven For being barren will with equall eyes Behold a Son of mine Oct. His Fathers care That for the want of Issue tooke him home Though with the forfeiture of his owne fame Will looke unto his safetie Jac. Step-mothers Have many eyes to find a way to mischiefe Though blind to goodnesse Enter Jamy and Ascanio Oct. Here comes Don Jamy And with him our Ascanio Jamy Good youth leave me I know thou art forbid my company And onely to be seene with me will call on Thy Fathers anger Ars. Sir if that to serve you Could loose me any thing as indeed it cannot I still would follow you Alas I was borne To doe you hurt but not to help my selfe I was for some particular end tooke home But am cast off againe Jam. Is 't possible Asc. The Lady whom my Father calls his wife Abhors my sight is sick of me and forc'd him To turne me out of dores Iac. By my best hopes I thanke her crueltie for it comes neere A saving charitie Asc. I am onely happy That yet I can relieve you 'pray you share My Father 's wondrous kind and promises That I should be supplide but sure the Lady Is a malitious woman and I feare Meanes me no good Enter Servant Iamy I am turn'd a stone with wonder And know not what to thinke Ser. From my Lady Your private eare and this Iamy New Miracles Ser. She sayes if you dare make your selfe a Fortune She will propose the meanes My Lord Don Henrique Is now from home and she alone expects you If you dare trust her so if not despaire of A second offer Exit Jam. Though there were an Ambush Layd for my life I ll on and sound this secret Retire thee my Ascanio with thy Mother But stir not forth some great designe 's on foot Fall what can fall if e're the Sun be set I see you not give me dead Asc. We will expect you And those bless'd Angels that love goodnesse guard you Exeunt Scena Quinta Enter Lopez and Bartolus Bar. Is 't possible he should be rich Lop. Most possible He hath bin long though he had but little gettings Drawing together Sir Bar. Accounted a poore Sexton Honest poore Diego Lop. I assure ye a close Fellow Both close and scraping and that fills the bags Sir Bar. A notable
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
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
spare me life and health 2 Gen. Blesse your Grace Du. And you with all my heart 1 Gen. Now heaven preserve your happy days Du. I thank you too 3 Gen. Now heaven save your Grace Du. I thanke you all Bew. On there before Du. Stand Gentlemen stay yet a while For I am minded to impart my love To these good people and my friends Whose love and prayers for my greatnesse Are equall in abundance note me well And with my words my heart for as the tree Long. Your Grace had best beware 't wil be inform'd Your greatnesse with the people Duke I had more My honest and ingenious people But The weight of businesse hath prevented me I am call'd from you but this tree I spake of Shall bring forth fruit I hope to your content And so I share my bowels amongst you all Omnes A noble Duke a very noble Duke Enter a Gentleman Ser. Afore there Gentlemen Gen. You 'r faithfully met good Monsieur Mount Marine Ser. Be advis'd the time is alter'd Gen. Is he not the same man he was afore Duke Still the same man to you Sir Long. You have received mighty grace be thankfull Gen. Let me not dye in ignorance Long. You shall not Then know the King out of his loue hath pleased To stile him Duke of Burgundy Gen. O great Duke Thus low I plead for pardon and desire To be enrol'd amongst your poorest slaves Du. Sir you have mercy and withall my hand From henceforth let me call you one of mine Ser. Make room afore there and dismisse the people Du. Every man to his house in peace and quiet Peop. Now heaven preserve the Duke heaven blesse the Duke Exeunt Omnes Enter Wife Wife This letter came this morn from my Cozen To the great Lady high and mighty Duchesse Of Burgundy be these delivered O For a stronger lace to keep my breath That I may laugh the nine dayes till the wonder Fall to an ebb the high and mighty Duchesse The high and mighty God what a stile is this Methinks it goes like a Duchy lope-man A ladder of 100. rounds will faile To reach the top on 't well my Gentle Cozen I know by these contents your itch of honour You must to the Court you say and very shortly You shall be welcome and if your wife have wit I 'le put her in a thriving course if not Her own sin on her owne head not a blot Shall staine my reputation only this I must for healths sake sometimes Make an asse of the tame moyle my husband 'T will do him good and give him fresher brains Me fresher blood Now for the noble Duke I heare him comming Enter Duke his traine Your Grace is well return'd Du. As well as may be Never in younger health never more able I meane to be your bed-fellow this night Let me have good encounter Bow Blesse me heaven What a hot meat this greatnesse is Long. It may be so For I 'le be sworn he hath not got a snap This two months on my knowledge or her woman Is damd for swearing it Du. I thank you Gentlemen for your attendance And also your great paines pray know my lodgings Better and oftner do so Gentlemen Now by my honour as I am a Prince I speake sincerely know my lodgings better And be not strangers I shall see your service And your deservings when you least expect Om. We humbly thank your Grace for this great favor Du. Jaques Ja. Your Grace Du. Be ready for the Countrey And let my Tenants know the Kings great love Say I would see them but the waight at Court Lyes heavy on my shoulders let them know I do expect their duties in attendance Against the next feast wait for my comming To take up post and be full of speed Exit Jaques Wife I would desire your Grace Du. You shall desire and have your Full desire sweet Duchesse speak Wife To have some conference with a Gentleman That seems not altogether void of reason He talks of titles and things neare the Crown And knowing none so fit as your good Grace To give the difference in such points of State Du. What is he If he be noble or have any part That 's worthy our converse We do accept him Wife I can assure your Grace his straine is noble But he 's very subtle Duke Let him be so Let him have all the braines I shall demonstrate How this most Christian Crown of France can beare No other shew of title then the Kings I will goe in and meditate for halfe an houre And then be ready for him presently I will convert him quickly or confound him Ser Is mad Shattillion here Wife Is here and 's Lady I prethee servant fetch him hither Ser. Why what do you meane to put him to Wife To chat with the mad lad my husband 'T will be brave to heare them speake babl Stare and prate Bew. But what shall be the end of all this Lady Enter Shattillion and Servant Wife Leave that to me now for the grand dispute For see here comes Shattillion as I live me thinks All France should beare part of his griefes Long. I le fetch my Lord the Duke Shat. Where am I now or whether will you lead me To my death I crave my priviledge I must not dye but by just course of law Ser. His Majesty hath sent by me your pardon He meant not you should dye but would intreate you To lay the full state of your Title open Unto a grave and noble Gentleman Enter Duke and Longovile The Duke of Burgundy who here doth come Who either by his wisedome will confute you Or else informe and satisfie the King Bew. May 't please your grace this is the Gentleman Duke Is this he that chops logicke with my liege Shat. d ee mocke me you are great the time will come When you shall be as much contemned as I Where are the ancient complements of France That upstarts brave the Princes of the bloud Duke Your title Sir in short Shat. He must Sir Be a better states man then your selfe that can Trip me in any thing I will not speake Before these witnesses Duke Depart the roome for none shall stay No not my dearest Dutches Wife Wee 'le stand behind the Arras heare all Exeunt Duke In that chaire take your place I in this Discourse your title now Shat. Sir you shall know My loves true title mine by marriage Setting aside the first race of French Kings Which will not here concerne us as Pharamond With Clodian Meron and Chilperik And to come downe unto the second race Which we will likewise slip Duke But take me with you Shat. I pray you give me leave of Martell Charles The Father of King Pippin who was Sir To Charles the great and famous Charlemaine And to come to the third race of French Kings Which will not be great pertinent in this cause Betwixt the King and me of which you
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
Pallace And the rich Magazines that neighbour it In which the wealth of Aegypt is contain'd Start not it shall be so that while the people Labour in quenching the ensuing flames Like Caesar with this handfull of my friends Through fire and swords I force a passage to My conquering Legions King if thou darst follow Where Caesar leads or live or dye a Free-man If not stay here a bond-man to thy slave And dead be thought unworthy of a grave Exeunt Scena Tertia Enter Septinius Sep. I feele my resolution melts againe And that I am not knave alone but foole In all my purposes This Devill Photinus Employs me as a property and grown uselesse Will shake me off againe he told me so When I kill'd Pompey nor can I hope better When Caesar is dispatch'd Services done For such as only study their owne ends Too great to be rewarded or return'd With deadly hate I learnd this principle In his own Schoole yet still he fooles me well And yet he trusts me Since I in my nature Was fashion'd to be false wherefore should I That kill'd my Generall and a Roman one To whom I owe all nourishments of life Be true to an Aegyptian to save Caesar And turn Photinus plots on his own head As it is in my power redeem my credit And live to lye and swear again in fashion Oh 't were a Master-piece ha me Ceasar How 's he got off Enter Caesar Ptolomy Antony Dollabella Achoreus Appollodorus Souldiers Caesar The fire has tooke And shews the City like a second Troy The Navy too is scorch'd the people greedy To save their wealth and houses while their souldiers Make spoile of all only Achillas troops Make good their guard break through them we are safe I 'le lead you like a Thunder-bolt Sep. Stay Caesar Caesar Who 's this the dog Septinius Ant. Cut his throat Dol. You barkt but now fawne you so soone Sep. O heare me What I 'le deliver is for Caesars safety For all your good Ant. Good from a moneth like thine That never belch'd but blasphemy treason on Festivall dayes Sep. I am an altered man altered indeed And I will give you cause to say I am a Roman Dol. Rogue I grant thee Sep. Trust me I 'le make the passage smooth and easy For your escape Ant. I 'le trust the Devill sooner And make a safer bargaine Sep. I am trusted With all Photinus secrets Ant. There 's no doubt then Thou wilt be false Sep. Still to be true to you Dol. And very likely Caesar Be breife the meanes Sep. Thus Caesar To me alone but bound by terrible oathes Not to discover it he hath reveal'd A dismall vault whose dreadfull mouth do's open A mile beyond the Citty in this cave Lye but two houres conceal'd Ant If you believe him Hee 'le bury us alive Dol. I 'le fly in the ayre first Sep. Then in the dead of night I 'le bring you backe Into a private roome where you shall finde Photinus and Achillas and the rest Of their Commanders close at Counsell Caesar Good what followes Sep. Fall me fairly on their throates Their heads cut off and shorn the multitude Will easily disperse Caesar O Devill away with him Nor true to friend nor enemy Caesar scornes To find his safety or revenge his wrongs So base a way or owe the meanes of life To such a leaprous Traytor I have towr'd For victory like a Faulcon in the clouds Not dig'd for 't like a Moale our Swords and Cause Make way for us and that it may appeare We tooke a noble course and hate base Treason Some souldiers that would merit Caesars favour Hang him on yonder turret and then follow The lane this sword makes for you Exit 1 Sold. Here 's a Belt Though I dye for it I 'le use it 2 Sold. T is too good To trusse a Cur in Sep. Save me here 's gold 1 Sold. If Rome Were offered for thy ransome it could not help thee 2 Sold. Hang not an arse 1 Sold. Goad him on with thy sword Thou dost deserve a worser end and may All such conclude so that their friends betray Exeunt Scena Quarta Enter severally Arsino Eros Cleopatra Ar. We are lost Eros Undon Ar. Confusion Fire and Swords And fury in the souldiers face more horrid Circle us round Eros The Kings command they laugh at And jeere at Caesars threats Ars. My brother seizd on By the Roman as thought guilty of the tumult And forc'd to beare him company as mark'd out For his protection or revenge Eros They have broke Into my Cabinet my Trunks are ransak'd Ar. I have lost my Jewels too but that 's the least The barbarous Rascalls against all humanity Or sense of pity have kill'd my little dog And broke my monkeys chaine Eros They rufled me But that I could endure and tire 'em too Would they proceed no further Ar. O my sister Eros My Queen my Mistresse Ar. Can you stand unmov'd When an Earth-quake of rebellion shakes the City And the Court trembles Cleo. Yes Arsino And with a masculine constancy deride Fortunes worst malice as a servant to My Vertues not a Mistress then we forsake The strong fort of our selves when we once yield Or shrink at her assaults I am still my selfe And though dis-roab'd of Sovereignty and ravisht Of ceremonious duty that attends it Nay grant they had slav'd my body my free mind Like to the Palm-tree walling fruitfull Nyle Shall grow up straighter and enlarge it selfe Spight of the envious weight that loads it with Think of thy birth Arsino common burthens Fit common shoulders teach the multitude By suffering nobly what they feare to touch at The greatnesse of thy mind does soare a pitch Their dim eyes darkned by their narrow soules Cannot arrive at Ar. I am new created And owe this second being to you best sister For now I feele you have infus'd into me Part of your fortitude Eros I still am fearfull I dare not tell a lye you that were born Daughters and Sisters unto Kings may nourish Great thoughts which I that am your humble handmaid Must not presume to ryvall Cleo. Yet my Eros Though thou hast profited nothing by observing The whole course of my life learn in my death Though not to equall yet to imitate Thy fearlesse Mistresse Enter Photinus Eros O a man in armes His weapon drawn too Cleo. Though upon the point Death sate I 'le meete it and out-dare the danger Pho. Keep the watch strong and guard the passage sure That leads unto the Sea Cleo. What sea of rudenesse Breaks in upon us or what Subjects breath Dare raise a storme when we command a calm Are duty and obedience fled to heaven And in their roome ambition and pride Sent into Aegyt that face speaks thee Photinus A thing thy Mother brought into the world My Brothers and my Slave but thy behaviour Oppos'd to that an insolent Intruder Upon that Soveraignty thou shouldst bow to If
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
Nothing that beares a life but beings a treasure The people they shew brave too civill manner'd Proportioned like the Mastres of great minds The women which I wonder at Py. Ye speake well Ar. Of delicate aspects faire clearly beauteous And to that admiration sweet and courteous Py. And is not that a good thing brave Armusia You never saw the Court before Ar. No certaine But that I see a wonder too all excellent The Government exact Chr. Ye shall see anon That that will make ye start indeed such beauties Such riches and such forme Enter Bakam Syana Governour Soz. We are fire already The wealthy Magazine of nature sure Inhabits here Arm. These sure are all Ilanders Py. Yes and great Princes too and lusty lovers Ar. They are goodly persons what might he be signeor That beares so proud a state Py. King of Bakam A fellow that farts terrour Em. He lookes highly Sure he was begot o' th top of a steeple Chr. It may well be For you shall heare him ring anon Py. That is Syana And a brave temper'd fellow and more valiant Soz. What rugged face is that Py. That 's the great Governour The man surpriz'd our friend I told ye of him Ar. Has dangerous eyes Py. A perilous theefe and subtle Chr. And to that subtlety a heart of Iron Py. Yet the young Lady makes it melt Ar, They start all And thunder in the eyes Ba. Away ye poore ones Am I in competition with such bubbles My vertue and my name rank'd with such trifles Sy. Ye speake loud Ba. Young-man I will speake louder Can any man but I deserve her favour You petty Princes Princes flie at one another Py. He will put 'em all in 's pocket Sy. Thou proud mad thing be not so full of glory So full of vanity Ba. How I contemne thee And that fort-keeping fellow Py. How the dog lookes The bandog Governour Gov. Ha why Ba. Away thing And keepe your ranke with those that fit your toyalty Call out the Princesse Gov. Dost thou know me bladder Thou insolent impostume Ba. I despise thee Gov. Art thou acquainted with my nature baby Let my revenge for injuries darst thou hold me So far behind thy file I cannot reach thee What canst thou merit Ba. Merit I am above it I am equall with all honours all atchievements And what is great and worthy the best doer I keepe at my command fortune 's my servant 'T is in my power now to despise such wretches To looke upon ye slightly and neglect ye And but she daines at some houres to remember ye And people have bestowed some titles one ye I should forget your names Sy. Mercy of me What a blowne foole has selfe affection Made of this fellow did not the Queene your mother Long for bellows and bagpipes when she was great with ye She brought forth such a windy birth Gov. 'T is ten to one She eate a Drum and was deliver'd of alarum Or else he was swadled in an old saile when he was yong Sy. He swels too mainly with his meditations Faith talke a little hansomer ride softly That we may be able to hold way with ye we are Princes But those are but poore things to you talke wiser 'T will well become your mightinesse talke lesse That men may thinke ye can do more Gov. Talke truth That men may thinke ye are honest and beleeve ye Or talke your selfe asleep for I am weary of you Ba. Why I can talke and do Gov. That wou'd do excellent Ba. And tell you only I deserve the Princesse And make good only I if you dare you sir Or your Syanas Prince Py. Here 's a storme toward Me thinkes it sings already to him Governour Gov. Here lies my proofe Draw Sy. And mine Gov. I 'le be short with ye For these long arguments I was never good at Py. How white the boaster lookes Enter Ruy Dias Quisara Quisana Panura Ar. I see he lackes faith Ru. For shame forbeare great Princes rule your angers You violate the freedome of this place The state and royalty Gov. He 's well contented It seemes and so I have done Ar. Is this she signior Py. This is the Princesse sir Ar. She is sweet and goodly An admirable forme they have cause to justle Quisar Ye wrong me and my court ye forward Princes Comes your love wrapt in violence to seeke us Is 't fit though you be great my pretence should be Staind and polluted with your bloudy rages My privacies affrighted with your swords He that loves me loves my command be temper'd Or be no more what ye professe my Servants Omnes We are calme as peace Ar. What command she carries And what a sparkling Majesty flyes from her Quisar. Is it ye love to do ye shall find danger And danger that shall start your resolutions But not this way 't is not contention Who loves me to my face best or who can flatter most Can carry me he that deserves my favour And will enjoy what I bring love and Majesty Must win me with his worth must travell for me Must put his hasty rage off and put on A well confirm'd temperate and true vallour Omnes But shew the way Quisar. And will and then shew you A will to tread the way I 'le say ye are worthy Py. What taske now Will she turne 'em to these hot youths I feare will find a coolling card I read in her eyes Something that has some swinge must flye amongst 'em By this hand I love her a little now Quisar. 'T is not unknown to you I had a royall brother now miserable And Prisoner to that man if I were ambitious Gap'd for that glory was ne're borne with me There they should lye as miseries upon him If I were covetous and my heart set On riches and those base effects that follow On pleasures uncontroul'd or safe revenges There he should dye his death would give me all these For then stood I up absolute to do all Yet all these flattering shews of dignity These golden dreames of greatnesse cannot force To forget nature and my faire affection Therefore that man that would be known my lover Must be known his redeemer and must bring him Either alive or dead to my embraces For even his bones I scorne shall feele such slavery Or seeke another Mistris 't will be hard To do this wondrous hard a great adventure Fit for a spirit of an equall greatnesse But being done the reward is worthy of it Chr. How they stand gaping all Quisar. Ruy Dias cold Not flye like fire into it may be you doubt me He that shall do this is my husband Prince By the bright heavens he is by whose justice I openly proclame it if I lye Or seeke to set you on with subtilty Let that meet with me and reward my falshood No stirring yet no start into a bravery Ruy. Madam it may be but being a maine danger Your Grace must give me leave to looke about
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
hasten the remove And fellow-souldiers your love to me will teach you to endure both long and tedious marches 1 Gu. Die hee accurs'd that thinks of rest or sleep before he sets his foot on Persian earth Nig. Wee know our glory the dignitie of Rome and what 's above all can be urg'd the quiet of your mind depends upon our hast Dio. Remove to night five dayes shall bring me to you All Happinesse to Cesar and glorious victorie Exeunt Dio. The cheerfulnesse of my Souldiers gives assurance of good successe abroad if first I make my peace at home here There is something chides me and sharply tels me that my breach of faith to Delphia and Drusilla is the ground of my misfortunes And I must remember while I was lov'd and in great Delphia's grace she was as my good angell and bound Fortune to prosper my designes I must appease her Let others pay their knees their vows their prayers to weak imagin'd Powers shee is my All and thus I do invoke her Knowing Delphia thou more then woman and though thou vouchsafest to grace the earth with thy celestiall steps and taste this grosser air thy heavenly spirit hath free accesse to all the secret counsels which a full Senat of the gods determine when they consider man The brasse-leav'd book of Fate lies open to thee where thou read'st and fashionest the destinies of men at thy wish'd pleasure Look upon thy creature and as thou twice hast pleased to appear to reprehend my falshood now vouchsafe to see my lowe submission Del. What 's thy will false and unthankfull and in that deserving all humane sorrowes dar'st thou hope from me relief or comfort Dio. Penitence does appease th' incensed Powers and Sacrifice takes off their heavie angers thus I tender both the Master of great Rome and in that Lord of all the Sun gives heat and being to thus sues for mercy Be but as thou wert the Pilot to the Bark of my good fortunes and once more steer my Actions to the Port of glorious honour and if I fall off hereafter from my faith to this sweet Virgin joyne with those Powers that punish perjury to make me an example to deter others from being false Dru. Upon my soul you may beleeve him nor did he ere purpose to me but nobly hee made triall how I could endure unkindnesse I see Truth triumphat in his sorrow Deerest Aunt both credit him and help him and on assurance that what I plead for you cannot deny I raise him thus and with this willing kisse I seale his pardon Dio. O that I ere look'd beyond this abstract of all womans goodnesse Del. I am thine again thus I confirm our league I know thy wishes and how much thou sufferest in honour for thy friends thou shalt repair all for to thy fleet I 'll give a fore-right winde to passe the Persian gulf remove all lets that may molest thy souldiers in their March that passe by land and destiny is false if thou prove not victorious Yet remember when thou art rais'd up to the highest point of humane happinesse such as move beyond it must of necessitie descend Think on 't and use those blessings that the gods powre on you with moderation Dio. As their Oracle I hear you and obey you and will follow your grave directions Del. You will not repent it Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Niger Geta Guard Souldiers Ensignes Nig. How do you like your entrance to the Warre when the whole Body of the Army moves shews it not gloriously Get. 'T is a fine May-game but eating and drinking I think are forbad in 't I mean with leasure wee walk on and feed like hungry boyes that haste to School or as we carried fish to the City dare stay no where for fear our ware should stink 1. Gu. That 's the necessitie of our speedy March Get. Sir I doe love my ease and though I hate all Seats of Judicature I mean in the Citie for conveniencie I still will be a Justice in the War and ride upon my foot-cloth I hope a Captain and a gown'd-Captain too may be dispens'd with I tell you and do not mock me when I was poor I could endure like others cold and hunger but since I grew rich let but my finger ake or feel but the least pain in my great toe unlesse I have a Doctor mine own Doctor that may assure me I am gone Nig. Come fear not you shall want nothing 1. Gu. We will make you fight as you were mad Get. Not too much of fighting Friend it is thy trade that art a common souldier We Officers by our place may share the spoile and never sweat for 't 2. Gu. You shall kil for practice but your dozen or two a day Get. Thou talkst as if thou wert lowsing thy self but yet I will make danger If I prove one of the Worthies so However I 'll have the fear of the gods before my eyes and doe no hurt I warrant you Nig. Come March on and humour him for our mirth 1. Gu. 'T is a fine peak-goose Nig. But one that fools to the Emperor and in that a wise man and a Souldier 1. Gu. True moralitie Exeunt Scaena quarta Enter Cosroe Cassana Persians and Charinus Maximinian Aurelia bound with Souldiers Cos. Now by the Persian gods most truly welcom encompass'd thus with tributary kings I entertain you Lend your helping hands to seat her by me and thus rais'd bow all to do her honour O my best Cassana Sister and partner of my life and Empire wee 'll teach thee to forget with present pleasures thy late captivitie and this proud Roman that us'd thee as a slave and did disdain a Princely Ransom shall if she repine be forc'd by various Tortures to adore what she of late contemn'd Cas. All greatnesse ever attend Cosroe though Persia be stil'd the nurse of pomp and pride wee 'll leave to Rome her native crueltie For know Aurelia a Roman Princesse and a Cesars Sister though now like thee captiv'd I can forget thy barbarous usage and though thou to me when I was in thy power didst shew thy self a most insulting Tyrannesse I to thee may prove a gentle Mistris Aur. O my Stars a Mistris can I love and owe that name to flesh and bloud I was borne to command train'd up in Soveraigntie and I in death can quit the name of slave She that scorns life may mock captivitie Char. Rome will be Rome when we are nothing and her powr's the same which you once quak'd at Max. Dioclesian lives hear it and tremble Lives thou King of Persia the Master of his fortune and his honour and though by divelish Arts wee were surpriz'd and made the prey of Magick and of Theft and not won nobly we shall be redeem'd and by a Roman war and every wrong we suffer here with interest be return'd on the insulting doer 1 Per. Sure these Romanes are more then men 2 Per. Their great
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
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 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
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
save some little Bisket for the Lady Till we come to the Land La-m. Must my goods over too Why honest Master here lies all my money The money I ha wrackt by usurie To buy new Lands and Lordships in new Countryes 'Cause I was banisht from mine own I ha been this tweenty yeers a raising it Tilb. Out with it The devils are got together by the eares who shall have it And here they quarrell in the clouds La-m. I am undone Sir Tib. And be undone 't is better then we perish La-m. O save one Chest of Plate Tib. A way with it lustily Saylors It was some pawne that he has got unjustly Down with it low enough and let Crabs breed in 't Mast. Over with the Truncks too Enter Albert Alb. Take mine and spare not Mast. We must over with all Fran. Will ye throw away my Lordship That I sold put it into clothes and necessaries To goe to Sea with Tib. Over with it I love to see a Lordship sincke Sir you left no Wood upon 't to bovy it up You might ha sav'd it else Fran. I am undone for ever Alb. Why we are all undone would you be only happy La-m. Sir you may loose too Tib. Thou liest I ha nothing but my skinne And my Clothes my sword here and my self Two Crowns in my Pocket two paire of Cards And three false Dice I can swime like a Fish Rascall nothing to hinder me Boatsw. In with her of all hands Mast. Come gentlemen come Captain ye must helpe all My life now for the Land 'T is high and rocky and full of perils Alb. How ever let 's attempt it Mast. Then cheer lustily my hearts Exit Enter Sebastian and Nicusa Sebast. Yes 't is a Ship I see it now a tal Ship She has wrought lustily for her deliverance Heavens mercy what a wretched day has here been Nicu. To still and quiet minds that knew no misery It may seeme wretched but with us 't is ordinary Heaven has no Storm in store nor earth no terror That can seeme new to us Sebast. 'T is true Nicusa if fortune were determin'd To be wanton and would wipe out the stories Of mens miseries yet we two living We could crosse her purpose for 't is impossible She should cure us we are so excellent in our afflictions It would be more then glory to her blindnes And stile her power beyond her pride to quit us Nicusa Doe they live still Sebast. Yes and make to harbour Nicu. Most miserable men I greive their Fortunes Sebast. How happy had they been had the Sea cover'd 'em They leap from one calamity to another Had they been drown'd they had ended all their sorrows What showts of joy they make Nicu. Alas poor wretches had they but once experience Of this Island they 'd turn their tunes to waylings Sebast. Nay to curses That ever they set foot on such calamities Here 's nothing but rocks and barrennes Hunger and cold to eat here 's no Vineyards To cheere the heart of man no Christall Rivers After his labour to refresh his body If he be feeble nothing to restore him But heavenly hopes nature that made those remedies Dares not come here nor looke on our distresses For fear she turn wilde like the place and barren Nicu. O Uncle yet a little memory of what we were 'T will be a little comfort in our calamities When we were seated in our blessed homes How happy in our kindreds in our families In all our Fortunes Sebast. Curse on those French Pirates that displanted us That flung us from that happinesse we found there Constrain'd us to Sea to save our lives honours and our riches Withall we had our kinsmen and our jewels In hope to finde some place free from such robbers Where a mighty storme severd our Barkes That where my wife my daughter And my noble Ladyes that went with her Virgins and loving soules to scape those Pirates Nicus. They are living yet such goodnesse cannot perish Sebast But never to me Cozen Never to me againe what beares their Flag-staves Nicu. The Armes of France sure Nay doe not start we cannot be more miserable Death is a cordial now come when it will Sebast. They get to shore a pace they 'le flye as fast When once they find the place what 's that which swims there Ni. A strong young man Sir with a handsome woman Hanging about his Neck Sebast. That shewes some honour May thy brave charity what ere thou art Be spoken in a place that may renown thee And not dye here Nicasa The Boat it seemes turn'd over So forced to their shifts yet all are landed They 're Pirats on my life Sebast. They will not rob us For none will take our misery for riches Come Cozen let 's descend and try their pitties If we get off a little hope walkes with us If not we shall but load this wretched Island With the same shadows still that must grow shorter Ex. Enter Albert Aminta Tibalt Morillat La-mure Master Franvile Surgeon Saylors Tibal. Wet come a shore my mates we are safe arrived yet Mast. Thanks to heavens goodnesse no man lost The Ship rides faire to and her leakes in good plight Albert The weathers turn'd more courteous How does my deere Alas how weake she is and wet Amint. I am glad yet I scapt with life Which certain Noble Captain next to heavens goodnesse I must thanke you for and which is more Acknowledge your deer tendernesse your firme love To your unworthy Mistresse and recant to Indeed I must those harsh opinions Those cruell unkind thoughts I heapt upon ye Farther then that I must forget your Injuries So farre I am tyde and fetred to your service Beleeve me I will learne to love Albert I thank ye Madam And it shall be my practise to serve What cheere companions Tibalt No great cheere Sir a peece of souced Bisket And halfe a hard egge for the Sea has taken order Being young and strong we shall not surfet Captaine For mine own part I le Dance till I 'm dry Come Surgeon out with your Glister-pipe And stricke a Galliard Alb. What a brave day again And what faire weather after so fowle a storme La-mure I an t pleas'ed the Master he might ha seen This weather and ha sav'd our goods Alb. Never think on em we have our lives and healths La-m. I must think on em and think 'T was most maliciously done to undoe me Fran. And me to I lost all I hant another shirt to put upon me nor Clothes But these poor raggs I had fifteen faire sutes The worst was cut upon Taffaty Tib. I am glad you ha lost give me thy hand Is thy skin whole art thou not purl'd with scabbs No Ancient monuments of madam Venus Thou hast a suit then will pose the cunningst Taylor That will never turn fashion nor forsake thee Till thy executors the wormes uncase thee They take off glorious sutes Franvile thou art happy Thou art
her anger shews how it sets off Her naturall beauty under what happy star Was Virolet born to be belov'd and sought to By two incomparable women Noblest Lady I have heard your wrongs and pity them and if The service of my life could give me hope To gain your favour I should be most proud To be commanded Mart. T is in you my Lord To make me your glad servant Ron. Name the means Mar. T is not preferment Jewels Gold or Courtship He that desires to reap the harvest of My youth and beauty must begin in blood And right my wrongs Ron. I apprehend you Madam And rest assur'd t is done I am provided Of instruments to fit you To the King I le instantly present you if I faile He shal make good your aymes he 's lesse then man That to atchieve your favour would not doe Deeds friends would fear to put their agents to Exeunt Enter Virolet Reading Vir. Quid invitus facis non est scelus T is an axiome Now whether willingly I have departed With that I lov'd with that above her life Lov'd me again crownd me a happy husband Was full of children her afflictions That I begot that when our age must perish And all our painted frailties turn to ashes Then shal they stand and propagate our honors Whether this done and taking to protection A new strange beauty it was a useful one How to my lust if it be so I am sinful And guilty of that crime I would fling from me Was there not in it this fair course of vertue This pious course to save my friends my Countrey That even then had put on a mourning garment And wept the desolation of her children Her noblest children Did not she thrust me on And to my duty clapt the spur of honour Was there a way without this woman left me To bring 'em off the marrying of this woman If not why am I stung thus why tormented Or had there been a wild desire joyn'd with it How easily both these and all their beauties Might I have made mine own why am I toucht thus Having perform'd the great redemption Both of my friends and family fairly done it Without base and lascivious ends O Heaven Why am I still at war thus why this a mischiefe That honesty and honour had propounded I and absolv'd my tender wil and chid me Nay then unwillingly flung me on Enter Juliana and the Boy Boy He 's here Madam This is the melancholy walk he lives in And chooses ever to encrease his sadnesse Jul. Stand by Vir. T is she how I shake now and tremble The vertues of that mind are torments to me Jul. Sir if my hated face shal stir your anger Or this forbidden path I tread in vex you My love and faire obedience let behind me Your pardon asked I shal return and blesse you Vir. Pray stay a little I delight to see you May not we yet though fortune have divided us Ana set an envious stop between our pleasures Look thus one at another sigh and weep thus And read in one anothers eyes the Legends And wonders of our old loves be not fearful Though you be now a Saint I may adore you May I not take this hand and on it sacrifice The sorrows of my heart white seale of vertue Jul. My Lord you wrong your wedlock Vir. Were she here And with her all severe eyes to behold us We might do this I might name Julian And to the reverence of that name bow thus I might sigh Juliana she was mine once But I too weak a guard for that great Treasure And whilst she has a name believe me Lady This broken heart shal never want a sorroW Jul. Forget her sir your honour now commands you You are anothers keep those griefes for her She richly can reward 'em I would have spoken with you Vir. What is your wil for nothing you can aske So ful of goodnesse are your words and meanings Must be denied speak boldly Jul. I thank you sir I come not To beg or flatter onely to be believ'd That I desire for I shal tell a story So far from seeming truth yet a most true one So horrible in nature and so horrid So beyond wickednesse that when you heare it It must appeare the practice of another The cast malice of some one you have wrongd much And me you may imagine me accus'd to Unlesse you call to mind my daily sufferings The infinite obedience I have born you That hates all name and nature of revenge My love that nothing but my death can sever Rather then hers I speak of Vir. Juliana To make a doubt of what you shall deliver After my full experience of your vertues Were to distrust a providence to think you can lie Or being wrong'd seek after foule repairings To forge a Creed against my faith Jul. I must do so for it concernes your life sir And if that word may stir you heare and prosper I should be dumb else were not you at stake here Vir. What new friend have I found that dares deliver This loden Trunke from his afflictions What pitying hand of all that feeles my miseries Brings such a benefit Jul. Be wise and manly And with your honour fall when Heaven shall call you Not by a Hellish mischiefe Vir. Speak my blest one How weak and poor I am now she is from me Jul. Your wife Viro. How 's that Jul. Your wife Vir. Be tender of her I shal believe else Jul. I must be true your eare sir For t is so horrible if the ayre catch it Into a thousand plagues a thousand monsters It will disperse it selfe and fright resistance Viro. She seeke my life with you make you her agent Another love O speake but truth Jul. Be patient Deare as I love you else I leave you wretched Vir. Forward t is well it shal be welcome to me I have liv'd too long numbred too many daies Yet never found the benefit of living Now when I come to reap it with my service And hunt for that my youth and honour aimes at The Sunne sets on my fortune red and bloody And everlasting night begins to close me T is time to die Enter Martia and Ronvere Jul. She comes her selfe Ron. Believe Lady And on this Angel hand your servant seales it You shal be Mistris of your whole desires And what ye shal command Mart. Ha mynion My precious dame are you there nay go forward Make your complaints and poure out your faind pities Slave like to him you serve I am the same still And what I purpose let the world take witnesse Shal be so finisht and to such example Spite of your poore preventions my deare Gentleman My honourable man are you there too You and your hot desire Your mercy sir I had forgot your greatnesse Jul. T is not wel Lady Mart. Lord how I hate this fellow now how desperately My stomack stands against him this base fellow This
defeazance To cut off even the surest bonds of mercy After all this having given up thy selfe Like to a sensuall beast a slave to lust To play the whore and then high Heaven it racks me To finde out none to quench thy appetite But the most cruell King whom next to Hell Thy father hated and whose black imbraces Thou shouldst have fled from as the whips of furies What canst thou look for Enter Pandulph and bodies borne on the Herse Mart. Death and t is not in you To hurt me further my old resolution Take now the place of feare in this I liv'd In this I le die your daughter Pand. Look but here You had I know a guilty hand in this Repent it Lady Mart. Juliana dead And Virolet Pand. by her unwilling hand Mart. Fates you are equall What can now fall on me That I wil shrink at now unmov'd I dare Look on your anger and not bend a knee To aske your pardon let your rage run higher Then billows rais'd up by a violent Tempest And be as that is deafe to all intreaties They are dead and I prepar'd for in their fall All my desires are sum'd up Ses. Impudent too Die in it wretch Bots. Stay sir Botsw kils her Ses. How dar'st thou villaine Snatch from my sword the honour of my justice Bots. I never did you better service sir Yet have been ever faithfull I confesse That she deserv'd to die but by whose hand Not by a fathers Double all her guilt It could not make you innocent had you done it In me t is murder in you t were a crime Heaven could not pardon Witnesse that I love you And in that love I did it Ses. Thou art Noble I thank thee for 't the thought of her die with her Ascan. My turn is next since she could finde no mercy What am I to expect Cit. With one voyce sir The Citizens salute you with the stile Of King of Naples Ses. I must be excus'd The burden is too heavy for my shoulder Bestow it where t is due Stand forth Ascanio It does belong to you live long and weare it And warn'd by the example of your Unkle Learn that you are to govern men not beasts And that it is a most improvident head That strives to hurt the limbs that do support it Give buriall to the dead for me and mine We wil again to Sea and never know The place which in my birth first gave me woe Exeunt Flor. Trumpets FINIS THE PILGRIM Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Alphonso Curio Seberio Curio SIgnor Alphonso ye are too rugged to her Believe too full of harsnesse Al. Yes it seemes so Seb. A father of so sweet a child so happy Fy Sir so excellent in all endowments In blessednesse of beauty such a mirror Alp. She is a foole away Seb. Can ye be angry Can any wind blow rough upon a blossom So faire and tender Can a Fathers nature A noble Fathers too Al. All this is but prating Let her be rul'd let her observe my humor With thy eyes let her see with my eares listen I am her Father I begot her bred her And I will make her Cur. No doubt ye may compell her But what a misceivous unhappy fortune May wayt upon this wil of yours as commonly Such forcings ever end in hates and ruines Al. Is 't not a man I wish her to a strong man What can she have what could she have a Gentleman A yong man and an able-man a rich man A handsome man a valiant man do you marke me None of your peeced-companions your pin'd-Gallants That flie to fitters with every flaw of weather None of your impt bravados what can she ask more Is not a mettal'd-man fit for a woman A strong chind man I 'le not be foold nor flurted Seb. I grant ye Rodorigo is all these And a brave Gentleman must it therefore follow Upon necessity she must doate upon him Will ye allow no liberty in choosing Cur. Alas she is tender yet Al. Enough enough enough Sir She is malliable shee 'l endure the hammer And why not that strong workeman that strikes deepest Let me know that she is fifteen with the vantage And if she be not ready now for mannage Seb. You know he is a banish'd man an out-Law And how he lives his nature rough and bloody By customary rapines now her sweet humor That is as easy as a calme and peacefull All her affections like the dewes on Roses Faire as the flowers themselves as sweet and gentle How would you have these meet Al. A bed a bed sir Let her be the fairest Rose and the sweetest Yet I know this faire rose must have her prickles I grant ye Rodorigo is an out-Law An easie composition cals him in again He is a valiant man and he is a rich man And loves the foole a little rough by custome Shee 'l like him ten times better Shee 'l doat upon him If ere they come to grapling run mad for him But there is an other in the wind some castrell That hovers over her and dares her dayly Some flickring slave Cur. I dare not think so poorely Al. Something there is and must be but I shall sente it And hunt it narrowly Seb. I never saw her yet Make offer at the least glance of affection But still so modest wise Al. They are wise to gull us There was a fellow old Ferandos son I must confesse handsome but my enemy And the whole family I hate yong Pedro That fellow I have seen her gaze upon And turn and gaze again and make such offers As if she would shoot her eyes like meteors at him But that cause stands removed Cur. You need not doubt him For long since as 't was thought on a griev'd conscience He left his father and his friends more pitty For truth reports he was a noble Gentleman Al. Let him be what he wil he was a begger And there I 'le leave him Seb. The more the Court must answer But certainly I think though she might favour him And love his goodnesse as he was an honest man She never with loose eyes stuck on his person Al. She is so full of conscience too and charity And outward holinesse she will undoe me Relieves more beggers then an hospitall En. Alinda and Juletta And all poor rogues that can but say their prayers And tune their pipes to Lamentations She thinks she is bound to dance to good morrow to you And that 's as ye deserve too you know my mind And studdy to observe it doe it cheerfully And readily and home Alin. I shall obey ye But noble sir Al. Come come away with your flatteries And your fine phrases Cur. Pray ye be gentle to her Al. I know 'em and know your feates if you will find me Noble and loving seek me in your duty You know I am too indulgent Seb. Alas poor Lady Al. To your devotions I take no good thing from you
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
But far above your finding he that gives Out of his providence to all that lives And no man knowes his treasure no not you He that made Egypt blind from whence you grew Scaby and lowsy that the world might see Your calculations are as blind as ye He that made all the stars you dayly read And from thence filtch a knowledge how to feed Hath hid this from you your conjectures all Are drunken things not how but when they fall Man is his own star and the soule that can Render an honest and a perfect man Command all light all influence all fate Nothing to him fals early or too late Our acts our Angels arc or good or ill Our fatall shadowes that walke by us still And when the stars are labouring we believe Jt is not that they govern but they grive For stubborn ignorance all things that are Made for our generall uses are at war Even we among our selves and from the strife Your first unlike opinions got a life O man thou image of thy makers good What canst thou fear when breath'd into thy blood His spirit is that built thee what dull sence Makes thee suspect in need that providence Who made the morning and who plact the light Guid to thy labours who cal'd up the night And bid her fall upon thee like sweet showers In hollow murmurs to lock up thy powers Who gave thee knowledge who so trusted thee To let thee grow so neer himselfe the Tree Must he then be distrusted shall his frame Discourse with him why thus and thus I am He made the Angels thine thy fellowes all Nay even thy servants when devotions call Oh canst thou be so stupid then so dim To seek a saving influence and loose him Can Stars protect thee or can poverty Which is the light to Heaven put out his eye He is my star in him all truth I find All influence all fate and when my mind Is furnished with his fullnesse my poor story Shall outlive all their Age and all their glory The hand of danger cannot fall amisse When I know what and in whose power it is Nor Want the cause of man shall make me groan A holy hermit is a mind alone Doth not experience teach us all we can To work our selves into a glorious man Love 's but an exhalation to best eyes The matter spent and then the fooles fire dyes Were I in love and could that bright star bring Increase to wealth honour and every thing Were she as perfect good as wee can aime The first was so and yet she lost the Game My mistris then be knowledge and faire truth So I enjoy all beauty and all youth And though to time her lights and lawes she lends She knowes no Age that to corruption bends Friends promises may lead me to believe But he that is his own friend knowes to live Affliction when J know it is but this A deep allay whereby man tougher is To bear the hammer and the deeper still We still arise more image of his will Sicknesse an humorous cloud twixt us and light And Death at longest but another night Man is his own Star and that soule that can Be honest is the only perfect man FINIS The Queene of Corinth Actus primus Scaena prima Enter Neaneres Sosicles Eraton Era. THe Generall is returned then Nean. With much honour Sol. And peace concluded with the Prince of Argos Nean. To the Queens wishes the conditions sign'd So farre beyond her hopes to the advantage Of Corinth and the good of all her Subjects That though Leonidas our brave Generall Ever came home a faire and great example He never yet return'd or with lesse losse Or more deserved honour Era. Have you not heard The motives to this generall good Nean. The maine one Was admiration first in young Agenor For by that name we know the Prince of Argos Of our Leonidas wisedome and his valour Which though an enemy first in him bred wonder That liking Love succeeded that which was Followed by a desire to be a friend Upon what termes soever to such goodnesse They had an enterview and that their friendship Might with our peace be ratified 't was concluded Agenor yeelding up all such stronge places As he held in our Territories should receive With a sufficient Dower paid by the Queene The faire Merione for his wife Era. But how Approves the Queene of this since we well know Nor was her Highnesse ignorant that her Sonne The Prince Theanor made love to this Lady And in the noblest way Nean. Which she allowed of And I have heard from some familiar with Her neerest secrets she so deeply priz'd her Being from an Infant train'd up in her service Or to speake better rather her owne Creature She once did say That if the Prince should steale A Marriage without her leave or knowledge With this Merione with a little suit She should grant both their pardons where as now To shew her selfe forsooth a Spartan Lady And that 't is in her power now it concernes The common good not alone to subdue Her owne affections but command her Sons She has not onely forc'd him with rough threats To leave his Mistris but compell'd him when Agenor made his entrance into Corinth To wait upon his Rivall Sos. Can it be The Prince should sit downe with this wrong Nean. I know not I am sure I should not Era. Trust me nor I A Mother is a name but put in ballance With a yong wench 't is nothing where did you leave him Nean. Neere Vesta's Temple for there he dismiss'd me And full of troubled thoughts calling for Crates He went with him but whither or to what purpose I am a stranger Enter Theanor and Crates Era. They are come backe Neanthes The. I like the place well Cra. Well Sir it is built As if the Architect had been a Prophet And fashion'd it alone for this nights action The vaults so hollow and the walls so strong As Dian there might suffer violence And with loud shrikes in vaine call Jove to helpe her Or should he heare his thunder could not finde An entrance to it The. I give up my selfe Wholly to thy direction worthiest Crates And yet the desperate cure that we must practice Is in it selfe so foule and full of danger That I stand doubtfull whether 't were more manly To dye not seeking helpe or that helpe being So deadly to pursue it Cra. To those reasons I have already urg'd I will adde these For but consider Sir Era. It is of weight What ere it be that with such vehement action Of eye hand foot nay all his bodies motion Crates incites the Prince to Nean. Then observe With what variety of passions he Receives his reasons now he 's pale and shakes For feare or anger now his naturall red Comes backe againe and with a pleasing smile He seemes to entertaine it 't is resolv'd on Be it what 't will to his ends may it
confesse I speak well Prethee remember 't is a womans weaknesse And then thou wilt forgive it Euph. You speake nothing But what would well become the wisest man And that by you deliver'd is so pleasing That I could heare you ever Bel. Fly not from Your word for I arrest it and will now Expresse my selfe a little more and prove That whereas you professe your selfe my debtor That I am yours Euph. Your Ladiship then must use Some Sophistry I ne're heard of Bel. By plaine reasons For looke you had you never sunk beneath Your wants or if those wants had found supply From Crates your unkinde and covetous brother Or any other man I then had miss'd A subject upon which I worthily Might exercise my bounty whereas now By having happy opportunity To furnish you before and in your travells With all conveniencies that you thought usefull That Gold which would have rusted in my Coffers Being thus imploy'd has rendred me a partner In all your glorious actions And whereas Had you not been I should have di'd a thing Scarce knowne or soone forgotten there 's no Trophy In which Euphanes for his worth is mentioned But there you have been carefull to remember That all the good you did came from Beliza Euph. That was but thankfulnesse Bel. 'T was such an honour And such a large returne for the poore trash I ventur'd with you that if I should part With all that I possesse and my selfe too In satisfaction for it 't were still short Of your deservings Euph. You o're-prize them Madam Bel. The Queen her selfe hath given me gracious thanks In your behalfe for she hath heard Euphanes How gallantly you have maintain'd her honour In all the Courts of Greece and rest assur'd Though yet unknown when I present you to her Which I will doe this evening you shall finde That she intends good to you Euph. Worthiest Lady Since all you labour for is the advancement Of him that will live ever your poore servant He must not contradict it Bel. Here 's your Brother 'T is strange to see him here Enter Crates Cra. You are welcome home Sir Your pardon Madam I had thought my house Considering who I am might have been worthy Of your first visit Euph. 'T was not open to me When last I saw you and to me 't is wonder That absence which still renders men forgotten Should make my presence wish'd for Bel. That 's not it Your too kinde Brother understanding that You stand in no need of him is bold to offer His entertainment Cra. He had never wanted Or yours or your assistance had he practiz'd The way he might have tooke to have commanded What ever I call mine Euph. I studied many But could finde none Cra. You would not finde your selfe Sir Or in your selfe what was from you due to me The priviledge my birth bestow'd upon me Might challenge some regard Euph. You had all the Land Sir What else did you expect and I am certaine You kept such strong Guards to preserve it yours I could force nothing from you Cra. Did you ever Demand helpe from me Euph. My wants have and often With open mouthes but you nor heard nor saw them May be you look'd I should petition to you As you went to your Horse flatter your servants To play the Brokers for my furtherance Sooth your worse humours Act the Parasite On all occasions write my name with theirs That are but one degree remov'd from slaves Be drunk when you would have me then wench with you Or play the Pander enter into Quarrels Although unjustly grounded and defend them Because they were yours these are the tyrannies Most younger Brothers groane beneath yet beare them From the insulting Heire selling their freedomes At a lesse rate then what the State allowes The sallary of base and common Strumpets For my part ere on such low termes I feed Upon a Brothers trencher let me dye The Beggers death and starve Cra. 'T is bravely spoken Did what you doe ranke with it Bel. Why what does he You would not wish were yours Cra. I le tell you Lady Since you rise up his Advocate and boldly For now I finde and plainly in whose favour My love and service to you was neglected For all your wealth nay adde to that your beauty And put your vertues in if you have any I would not yet be pointed at as he is For the fine Courtier the womans man That tells my Lady stories dissolves riddles Ushers her to Coach lyes at her feet At sollemne Maskes applauding what she laughs at Reads her asleep a nights and takes his oath Upon her Pantoffles that all excellence In other Madams doe but zany hers These you are perfect in and yet these take not Or from your birth or freedome Euph. Should another Say this my deeds not lookes should shew Bel. Contemne it His envie faines this and he 's but reporter Without a second of his owne dry fancies Cra. Yes Madam the whole City speakes it with me And though it may distaste 't is certaine you Are brought into the sceane and with him censur'd For you are given out for the provident Lady That not to be unfurnish'd for her pleasures As without them to what vaine use is greatnesse Have made choyce of an able man a young man Of an Herculean back to doe you service And one you may command too that is active And does what you would have him Bel. You are foule mouth'd Cra. That can speake well write Verses too and good ones Sharp and conceited whose wit you may lie with When his performance failes him one you have Maintain'd abroad to learne new waies to please you And by the gods you well reward him for it No night in which while you lye sick and panting He watches by you but is worth a tallent No conference in your Coach which is not paid with A scarlet Suit this the poore people mutter Though I beleeve for I am bound to doe so A Lady of your youth that feeds high too And a most exact Lady may doe all this Out of vertuous love the last bought vizard That Leachery purchas'd Euph. Not a word beyond this The reverence I owe to that one wombe In which we both were embrions makes me suffer What 's past but if continued Bel. Stay your hand The Queene shall right mine honour Cra. Let him doe it It is but marrying him and for your anger Know that I slight it when your Goddesse here Is weary of your sacrifice as she will be You know my house and there amongst my servants Perhaps you l finde a livery Exit Bel. Be not mov'd I know the rancour of his disposition And turne it on himselfe by laughing at it And in that let me teach you Euph. I learne gladly Exeunt Scaena Tertia Enter Neanthes Sosines and Eraton severally Nea. You are met unto my wishes if you ever Desir'd true mirth so far as to adventure To dye with the extreamity
I le prove the man you ever wished Isab. You have blest me Exeunt Actus Quartus Scaena Prima Enter Silvio Sil. WHat labour and what travell have I runne Through And through what Cities to absolve this Riddle Diviners Dreamers Schoolemen deep Magitians All have I tride and all give severall meanings And from all hope of any future happinesse To this place am I come at length the country The people simple plaine and harmlesse witty Whose honest labours Heaven rewards with plenty Of Corne Wine Oyle which they againe as thankfull To their new Cropps new pastimes celebrate And crowne their joyfull harvests with new voyces By a rich farmer here I am entertain'd And rank't among the number of his Servants Not guessing what I am but what he would have me Here may be so much wit though much I feare it To undo this knotty question and would to Heaven Enter Soto with a Proclamation My fortunes had been hatch'd with theirs as innocent And never knowne a pitch above their plainnesse Soto That it is that it is what 's this word now this Is a plaguy word that it is r. e. a. that it is reason By your leave Mr. Soto by your leave you are too quick Sir Ther 's a strange par'lous T. before the reason A very tall T. which makes the word High Treason Sil. What Treason 's that do's this fellow understand Himselfe Soto Pitch will infect I le meddle no more with this geere What a Devill ayles this fellow this foolish fellow Being admitted to be one of us too That are the masters of the Sports proceeding Thus to appeare before me too unmorriss'd Do you know me friend Sil. You are my Matters Son Sir Soto And do you know what sports are now in season Sil. I heare there are some a foot Soto Where are your Bells then Your Rings your Ribanes friend your clean Napkins Your nosegay in your hat pinn'd up am not I here My fathers eldest Son and at this time Sir I would have ye know it though ye be ten times his servant A better man then my father far Lord of this Harvest Sir And shall a man of my place want attendance Sil. 'T was want of knowledge Sir not duty bred this I would have made suit else for your Lordships service Soto In some sort I am satisfied now mend your maners But thou art a melancholly fellow veng'ance melancholly And that may breed a insurrection amongst us Go too I le lay the best part of two pots now Thou art in love and I can guesse with whom too I saw the wench that twir'd and twinkled at thee The other day the wench that 's new come hither The young smug wench Sil. You know more then I feele Sir Soto Go too I le be thy friend I le speak a good word for thee And thou shalt have my Lordships countenance to her May be I have had a snap my self may be I may be no We Lords are allow'd a little more Sil. 'T is fit Sir I humbly thank ye you are too too tender of me But what Sir I beseech ye was that paper Your Lordship was so studiously Imployed in When ye came out a doores Soto Thou meanest this paper Sil. That Sir I think Soto Why 't is a Proclamation A notable piece of villany as ever thou heard'st in thy life By mine honour it is Sil. How Sir or what concernes it Soto It comes ye from the Duchesse a plaguy wise woman To apprehend the body of one Silvio As arrant a Rascall as ever pist against post And this same Silvio or this foresaid rascall To bring before her live or dead for which good service The man that brings him has two thousand Duckets Is not this notable matter now Sil. 'T is so indeed This Proclamation beares my bane about it Can no rest finde me no private place secure me But still my miseries like blood-hounds haunt me Unfortunate young man which way now guides thee Guides thee from death the Countrey 's laid round for thee O Claudio now I feele thy blood upon me Now it speaks lowdly here I am sure against me Time now has found it out and truth proclam'd it And Justice now cries out I must die for it Soto Hast thou read it Sil. Yes Soto And dost thou know that Silvio Sil. I never saw him Sir Soto I have and know him too I know him as well as I know thee and better And if I light upon him for a trick he plaid me once A certaine kinde of dog-trick I le so fiddle him Two thousand Duckets I le so pepper him And with that money I le turne Gentleman Worth a browne Bakers dozen of such Silvio's Sil. There is no staying here this rogue will know me And for the money sake betray me too I must bethink me suddenly and safely Enter Morrisdancers Soto Mine owne deare Lady have at thy honey-comb Now for the honour of our Towne Boyes trace sweetly Cry within of Arme Arme What a vengeance ayles this whobub pox refuse 'em Cannot they let us dance in our owne defence here Enter Farmer and Captaine Capt. Arme honest friends arme suddenly bravely And with your antient resolutions follow me Look how the Beacons show like comets your poor neighbours Run maddingly affrighted through the Villages Syennas Duke is up burnes all before him And with his sword makes thousand mothers childlesse Soto What 's this to our Morrisdancers Sil. This may serve my turne Soto There 's ne're a Duke in Christendome but loves a May-game Cap. At a Horse you were alwaies ceaz'd put your Son on him And arme him well i' th States name I command ye And they that dare go voluntary shall receive reward Soto I dare go no way Sir this is strange Master Captaine You cannot be content to spoile our sport here Which I do not think your Worship 's able to answer But you must set us together by the ears with I know not who to We are for the bodily part o' th dance Cap. Arme him suddenly This is no time to foole I shall returne ye else A rebell to the Generall State and Duchesse And how you 'l answer then Far. I have no more Sons Sir This is my onely boy I beseech ye Master Captain Soto I am a rank coward too to say the truth Sir I never had good luck at buffets neither Far. Here 's vorty shillings spare the childe Cap. I cannot Soto Are ye a man will ye cast away a May-Lord Shall all the wenches in the Country curse ye Sil. An 't please you Captaine I le supply his person 'T is pitty their old custome should be frighted Let me have Horse and good Armes I le serve willingly And if I shrink a foot of ground Hell take me Cap. A promising aspect face full of courage I le take this man and thank ye too Far. Ther 's for thee 'T is in a clout but good old gold Sil. I
upon the same security deliver him a box Evan. A Bottle-head Fred. You shall have cause to chafe as I will handle it Eva. I had rather thou hadst delivered me to Pirats Betraid me to uncurable diseases Hung up my Picture in a Market place And sold me to wilde bawds Cassan. As I take it Madam Your Maidenhead lyes not in that Cabinet You have a Closer and you keep the key too Why are you vext thus Eva. I could curse thee wickedly And wish thee more deformed then age can make thee Perpetuall hunger and no teeth to satisfie it Waight on thee still nor sleep be found to ease it Those hands that gave the Casket may the palsie For ever make unusefull even to feed thee Long winters that thy bones may turne to Isicles No Hell can thaw againe inhabit by thee Is thy care like thy body all on crookednesse How scurvily thou criest now like a drunkard I le have as pure teares from a durty spout Do sweare thou didst this ignorantly sweare it Sweare and be damn'd thou halfe witch Cassan. These are fine words well Madam Madam Evan. 'T is not well thou mummy 'T is impudently basely done thou durty Fred. Has your young sanctity done railing Madam Against your innocent Squire do you see this Sonnet This loving Script do you know from whence it came too Eva. I do and dare avouch it pure and honest Fred. You have private Visitants my noble Lady That in sweet numbers court your goodly vertues And to the height of adoration Evan, Well Sir There 's neither Heresie nor Treason in it Fred. A Prince may beg at the doore whilst these feast with ye A favour or a grace from such as I am Enter Valerio and Podrano Course common things You are welcome pray come neer Sir Do you know this paper Val. I am betray'd I do Sir 'T is mine my hand and heart if I die for her I am thy Martyr Love and time shall honour me Cass. You sawcy Sir that came in my Ladies name For her guilt Cabinet you cheating Sir too You scurvy Usher with as scurvy leggs And a worse face thou poore base hanging holder How durst thou come to me with a lye in thy mouth An impudent lye Pod. Hollow good Jill you hobble Cass. A stinking lye more stinking then the teller To play the pilfring knave there have been rascals Brought up to fetch and carry like your Worship That have been hang'd for lesse whipt there are daily And if the Law will do me right Pod. What then old Maggot Cass. Thy mother was carted younger I le have thy hide Thy mangy hide embroder'd with a dog-whip As it is now with potent Pox and thicker Fred. Peace good antiquity I le have your bones else Ground into Gunpowder to shoot at Cats with One word more and I le blanch thee like an Almond There 's no such cure for the she-falling-sicknesse As the powder of a dried bawds skin be silent You are very prodigall of your service here Sir Of your life more it seems Val. I repent neither Because Your Grace shall understand it comes From the best part of love my pure affection And kindled with chaste flame I will not fly from it If it be error to desire to marry And marry her that sanctity would dote on I have done amisse if it be a Treason To graft my soule to vertue and to grow there To love the tree that beares such happinesse Conceive me Sir this fruit was ne're forbidden Nay to desire to taste too I am Traytor Had you but plants enough of this blest Tree Sir Set round about your Court to beautifie it Deaths twice so many to dismay the aproachers The ground would scarce yeeld graves to noble Lovers Fred. 'T is well maintain'd you wish and pray to fortune Here in your Sonnet and she has heard your prayers So much you dote upon your owne undoing But one Month to injoy her as your wife Though at the expiring of that time you die for 't Val. I could wish many many ages Sir To grow as old as time in her imbraces If heaven would grant it and you smile upon it But if my choice were two houres and then perish I would not pull my heart back Fred. You have your wish To'morrow I will see you nobly married Your Month take out in all content and pleasure The first day of the following Month you dye for 't Kneele not not all your prayers can divert me Now marke your sentence mark it scornfull Lady If when Valerio's dead within twelve houres For thar 's your latest time you finde not out Another husband on the same condition To marry you againe you dye your self too Evan. Now you are mercifull I thank your Grace Fre. If when you are married you but seek to scape Out of the Kingdome you or she or both Or to infect mens minds with hot commotions You dye both instantly will you love me now Lady My tale will now be heard but now I scorne ye Exe. Manent Valerio and Evanthe Eva. Is our faire love our honest our intire Come to this hazard Val. 'T is a noble one and I am much in love with malice for it Envy could not have studied me a way Nor fortune pointed out a path to honour Straighter and nobler if she had her eyes When I have once injoyed my sweet Evanthe And blest my youth with her most deere Imbraces I have done my journey here my day is out All that the world has else is foolery Labour and losse of time what should I live for Think but mans life a moneth and we are happy I would not have my joyes grow old for any thing A paradise as thou art my Evanthe Is only made to wonder at a little Enough for humane eyes and then to wander from Come do not weep sweet you dishonour me Your teares and griefes but question my ability Whether I dare dye Do you love intirely Eva. You know I do Val. Then grudge not my felicity Eva. I le to the Queene Val. Do any thing that 's honest But if you sue to him in death I hate you Actus Secundus Scaena Prima Enter Camillo Cleanthes and Menallo Cam. WAs there ever heard of such a marriage Men. Marriage and hanging go by destiny 'T is the old proverb now they come together Cle. But a month married then to lose his life for 't I would have a long month sure that payes the Souldiers Ent Tony with Urinall Cam. Or get all the Almanacks burnt that were a rare trick And have no month remembred How now Tony Whose water are you casting Tony. A sick Gentlemans Is very sick much troubled with the stone He should not live above a month by his Urine About Saint Davids day it will go hard with him He will then be troubled with a paine in his neck too Men. A pestilent foole when wilt thou marry Tony Ton. When I mean to be
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
of strange whispers I am least in rumour Enter Aecius and Phidias And so I le keep my selfe Here comes Aecius I see the bait is swallow'd If he be lost He is my Martyr and my way stands open And honour on thy head his bloud is reckond Aec. Why how now friend what make ye here unarmd Are ye turnd Merchant Max. By your faire perswasions And such a Marchant trafficks without danger I have forgotten all Aecius And which is more forgiven Aec. Now I love ye Truly I doe ye are a worthy Roman Max. The faire repentance of my Prince to me Is more then sacrifice of bloud and vengeance No eyes shall weep her ruins but mine owne Aec. Still ye take more love from me vertuous friend The gods make poore Aecius worthy of thee Max. Only in me y' are poore Sir and I worthy Only in being yours But why your arme thus Have ye bin hurt Aecius Aec. Bruisd a little My horse fell with me friend which till this morning I never knew him doe Max. Pray gods it boade well And now I think on 't better ye shall back Let my perswasions rule ye Aec. Back why Maximus The Emperor commands me come Max. I like not At this time his command Aec. I doe at all times And all times will obey it why not now then Max. I le tell ye why and as I have bin governd Be you so noble Friend The Courts in Guard Armd strongly for what purpose let me feare I doe not like your going Aec. Were it fire And that fire certain to consume this body If Cesar sent I would goe never feare man If he take me he takes his armes away I am too plaine and true to be suspected Max. Then I have dealt unwisely Aec. If the Emperor Because he meerely may will have my life That 's all he has to worke on and all shall have Let him 'a loves me better here I wither And happily may live till ignorantly I run into a fault worth death nay more dishonour Now all my sinnes I dare say those of duty Are printed here and if I fall so happy I blesse the grave I lye in and the gods Equall as dying on the Enemy Must take me up a Sacrifice Max. Goe on then And I le goe with ye Aec. No ye may not friend Max. He cannot be a friend bars me Aecius Shall I forsake ye in my doubts Aec. Ye must Max. I must not nor I will not have I liv'd Only to be a Carpet friend for pleasure I can endure a death as well as Cato Aec. There is no death nor danger in my going Nor none must goe along Max. I have a sword too And once I could have usd it for my friend Aec. I need no sword nor friend in this pray leave me And as ye love me do not overlove me I am commanded none shall come At supper I le meet ye and wee le drink a cup or two Ye need good Wine ye have bin sad Farwell Max. Farwell my noble Friend let me embrace ye Ere ye depart it may be one of us Shall never doe the like agen Aec. Yes often Max. Farwell good deer Aecius Aec. Farwell Maximus Till night indeed you doubt too much Exit Max. I doe not Goe worthy innocent and make the number Of Cesars sinnes so great heaven may want mercy I le hover hereabout to know what passes And if he be so divelish to destroy thee In thy bloud shall begin his Tragedy Exit Scaen. 3. Enter Proculus and Pontius Pro. Besides this if you do it you enjoy The noble name Patrician more than that too The Friend of Cesar ye are stild ther 's nothing Within the hopes of Rome or present being But you may safely say is yours Pon. Pray stay Sir What has Aecius done to be destroyd At least I would have a colour Pro. Ye have more Nay all that may be given he is a Traitor One any man would strike that were a subject Pon. Is he so fowle Pro. Yes a most fearefull Traytor Pon. A fearefull plague upon thee for thou lyest I ever thought the Souldier would undoe him With his too much affection Pro. Ye have hit it They have brought him to ambition Pon. Then he is gone Pro. The Emperor out of a foolish pittie Would save him yet Pon. Is he so mad Pro. He 's madder Would goe to 'th Army to him Pon. Would'a so Pro. Yes Pontius but we consider Pon. Wisely Pro. How else man that the state lies in it Pon. And your lives too Pro. And every mans Pon. He did me All the disgrace he could Pro. And scurvily Pon. Out of a mischiefe meerly did you mark it Yes well enough Pro. Now ye have meanes to quit it The deed done take his place Pon. Pray let me thinke on 't T is ten to one I doe it Pro. Doe and be happy Exit Pro. Pon. This Emperor is made of naught but mischiefe Sure Murther was his Mother none to lop But the maine linck he had upon my conscience The man is truly honest and that kills him For to live here and study to be true Is all one to be Traitors why should he die Have they not Slaves and Rascalls for their Offrings In full abundance Bawds more then beasts for slaughter Have they not singing whores enough and knaves too And millions of such Martyrs to sink Charon But the best sons of Rome must saile too I wil shew him since he must dye a way to doe it truly And though he beares me hard yet shall he know I am born to make him blesse me for a blow Exit Scaen. 2. Enter Phidias Aretus and Aecius Phi. Yet ye may scape to 'th Camp wee 'l hazard with ye Aretus Loose not your life so basely Sir ye are armd And many when they see your sword out and know why Must follow your adventure Aec. Get ye from me Is not the doom of Cesar on this body Doe not I beare my last houre here now sent me Am I not old Aecius ever dying You think this tendernesse and love you bring me T is treason and the strength of disobedience And if ye tempt me further ye shall feele it I seek the Camp for safety when my death Ten times more glorious then my life and lasting Bids me be happie Let the foole feare dying Or he that weds a woman for his honour Dreaming no other life to come but kisses Aecius is not now to learne to suffer If ye dare shew a just affection kill me I stay but those that must why do ye weep Am I so wretched to deserve mens pities Goe give your teares to those that lose their worths Bewaile their miseries for me wear Garlands Drink wine and much sing Peans to my praise I am to triumph friends and more then Cesar For Cesar feares to die I love to die Phi. O my deare Lord Aec. No more goe goe I say Shew me not signes of sorrow I deserve
none Dare any man lament I should die nobly Am I grown old to have such enemies When I am dead speake honourably of me That is preserve my memory from dying There if you needs must weep your ruind Master A teare or two will seem well this I charge ye because ye say you yet love old Aecius See my poore body burnt and some to sing About my Pile and what I have done and sufferd If Cesar kill not that too at your banquets When I am gone if any chance to number The times that have been sad and dangerous Say how I fell and t is sufficient No more I say he that laments my end By all the gods dishonours me be gone And sodainly and wisely from my dangers My death is catching else Phi. We feare not dying Aec. Yet feare a wilfull death the just Gods hate it I need no company to that that children Dare doe alone and Slaves are proud to purchase Live till your honesties as mine has done Make this corrupted age sicke of your vertues Then dye a sacrifice and then ye know The noble use of dying well and Roman Are. And must we leave ye Sir Aec. We must all die And leave our selves it matters not where when Nor how so we die well and can that man that does so Need lamentation for him Children weep Because they have offended or for feare Women for want of will and anger is there In noble man that truly feeles both poyses Of life and death so much of this wet weaknesse To drown a glorious death in child and woman I am a shamd to see ye yet ye move me And were it not my manhood would accuse me For covetous to live I should weep with ye Phi. O we shall never sece you more Aec. T is true Nor I the miseries that Rome shall suffer Which is a benefit life cannot reckon But what I have been which is just and faithfull One that grew old for Rome when Rome forgot him And for he was an honest man durst die Ye shall have daily with ye could that dye too And I returne no trafficke of my travells No pay to have bin Souldier but this silver No Annalls of Aecius but he liv'd My friends ye had cause to weep and bitterly The common overflowes of tender women And children new borne crying were too little To shew me then most wretched if teares must be I should in justice weep 'em and for you You are to live and yet behold those slaughters The drie and witherd bones of death would bleed at But sooner then I have time to thinke what must bee I feare you 'l find what shall be If ye love me Let that word serve for all be gone and leave me I have some little practise with my soule And then the sharpest sword is welcom'st goe Pray be gon ye have obeyd me living Be not for shame now stubborn so I thank ye And faryewell a better fortune guide yee Exeunt Phi. and Aretius I am a little thirstie not for feare And yet it is a kind of feare I say so Is it to be a just man now againe And leave my flesh unthought of t is departed I heare 'em come who strikes first I stay for ye Enter Balbus Chilax Lycinius Yet I will dye a Souldier my sword drawne But against none Why doe ye feare come forward Bal. You were a Souldier Chilax Chil. Yes I musterd But never saw the Enemy Lyc. Hee 's drawne By heaven I dare not doe it Aec. Why doe ye tremble I am to die come ye not now from Cesar To that end speake Bal. We doe and we must kill ye T is Cesars will Chil. I charge you put your sword up That we may doe it hansomly Aec. Ha ha ha My sword up hansomly where were ye bred Ye are the merriest murderers my masters I ever met withall Come forward fooles Why doe ye stare upon mine honour Bawds I will not strike ye Lyc. I le not be first Bal. Nor I Chil. You had best die quietly the Emperour Sees how you beare your selfe Aec. I would die Rascalls If you would kill me quietly Bal. Of Proculus He promisd us to bring a Captaine hither That has been used to kill Aec. I le call the Guard Vnlesse you will kill me quickly and proclaim What beastly base and cowardly companions The Emperor has trusted with his safetie Nay I le give out ye fell of my side villaines Strike home ye bawdy slave Chil. By heaven he will kill us I markd his hand he waits but time to reach us Now doe you offer Aec. If ye doe mangle me And kill me not at two blowes or at three Or not so stagger me my sences faile me Look to your selves Chil. I told ye Aec. Strike me manly And take a thousand strokes Enter Pontius Bal. Heer 's Pontius Pon. Not kild him yet Is this the love ye beare the Emperor Nay then I see yee are Traitors all have at yee Lyc. runs away Chil. Oh I am hurt Balb. And I am killd Exeunt Chil. and Bal. Pon. Dye Bawdes As ye have liv'd and flourish'd Aec. Wretched fellow What hast thou done Pon. Killd them that durst not kill And you are next Aec. Art thou not Pontius Pon. I am the same you cast Aecius And in the face of all the Camp disgracd Aec. Then so much nobler as thou wert a Souldier Shall my death be is it revenge provoked thee Or art thou hir'd to kill me Pon. Both Aec. Then doe it Pon. Is that all Aec. Yes Pon. Would you not live Aec. Why should I To thanke thee for my life Pon. Yes if I spare it Aec. Be not deceiv'd I was not made to thank For any curtesie but killing me A fellow of thy fortune doe thy duty Pon. Doe not you feare me Aec. No Pon. Nor love me for it Aec. That 's as thou dost thy businesse Pon. When you are dead Your place is mine Aecius Aec. Now I feare thee And not alone thee Pontius but the Empire Pon. Why I can governe Sir Aec. I would thou couldst And first thy selfe Thou canst fight well and bravely Thou canst endure all dangers heates colds hungers Heavens angry flashes are not sodainer Then I have seene thee execute nor more mortall The winged feete of flying enemies I have stood and viewd thee mow away like rushes And still kill the killer were thy minde But halfe so sweet in peace as rough in dangers I died to leave a happy heire behind me Come strike and be a Generall Pon. Prepare then And for I see your honour cannot lessen And 't were a shame for me to strike a dead man Fight your short span out Aec. No thou knowst I must not I dare not give thee so much vantage of me As disobedience Pon. Dare ye not defend ye Against your enemy Aec. Not sent from Cesar I have no power to make such enemies For as I am condemn'd my naked sword Stands
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
cost Travell and fruitlesse wishes may in vain Search through the world but never find again Theo. Good Sir be patient I have done no fault Worthy this banishment Phil. Yes Leocadia The Lady so distress'd who was content To lay her story and to lay her heart As open as her story to your self Who was content that I should know her Sex Before dissembl'd and to put her self Into my conduct when I undertook Safely to guard is in this Tumult lost Theo. And can I help it Sir Phil. No would thou couldst You might have done but for that scale religion You woman bear to swownings you do pick Your times to faint when some body is by Bound or by nature or by love or service To raise you from that well dissembled death Inform me but of one that has been found Dead in her private chamber by her self Where sicknesse would no more forbear then here And I will quit the rest for her Theo. I know not What they may do and how they may dissemble But by my troth I did not Phil. By my troth Would I had try'd would I had let thee layen And followed her Theo. I would you had done so Rather then been so angry wher 's Antonio Phil. Why do'st thou vex me with these questions I le tell thee where he 's carried to the Gallyes There to be chain'd and row and beat and row With knotted ropes and pizzels if he swound He has a dotes of bisket Theo. I am glad He is alive Phil. Was ever man thus troubled Tell me where Leocadia is Theo. Good brother be not so hasty and I think I can You found no error in me when I first Told you she was a woman and beleeve me Something I have found out which makes me think Nay almost know so well that I durst swear She follow'd hurt Antonio Phil. What do we Enter the Governor two Attendees and the Townsmen Then lingring here we will aboard the Gallyes And find her Gov. Made he a shot into the Town 1. Attend. He did Sir Gov. Call back those Gentlemen 1. Attend. The Governour commands you back Phil. We will obey him Sir Gov. You gave him cause so shoot I know he is So far from rash offence and holds with me Such curious friendship could not one of you Have call'd me while 't was doing such an uproar Before my dore too 1. Townsm. By my troth Sir we were so busy in the publick cause of our own Private falling out that we forgot it at home we see now You were not but as soon as the shot made us fly we ran Away as fast as we could to seek your honour Gov. 'T was gravely done but no man tels the cause Or chance or what it was that made you differ 1. Towns For my part Sir if there were any that I knew Of the shot drove it out of my head do you know any neighbours all Not we not we Gov. Not wel nor can you tell 1. Attend. No other cause But the old quarrell betwixt the Town and the Gallyes Gov. Come neerer Gentlemen what are your names Phil. My name Philippo Theo. And mine Theodoro Gov. Strangers you are it seems Phil. Newly ariv'd Gov. Then you are they begun this Tumult Phil. No Sir Gov. Speak one of you 1. Attend. They are not I can quiet 'em Theo. Yet we saw part and an unhappy part Of this debate a long sought friend of ours Strook down for dead and borne unto the Gallyes His name is Markantonio Phil. And another Of our own company a Gentleman Of noble birth besides accompanied With all the gifts of nature ravish'd hence We know not how in this dissention Gov. Get you home all and work and when I hear You meddle with a weapon any more But those belonging to your Trades I le lay you Where your best Customers shall hardly find you Exit Townsmen I am sorry gentlemen I troubled you Being both strangers by your tongues and looks Of worth To make ye some part of amends If there be any thing in this poor Town Of Barcelona that you would command Command me Theo. Sir this wounded Gentleman If it might please you if your pow'r and love Extend so far I would be glad to wish Might be remov'd into the Town for cure The Gallyes stay not and his wound I know Cannot endure a voyage Gov. Sir he shall I warrant you Go call me hither Sirrah One of my other Servants Exit 1. attendant Phil. And besides The gentleman we lost Signior Francisco Shall he be render'd too Enter a Servant Rowl Ashton Gover. And he Sir too Go sirrah bear this ring To Rodorigo my most noble friend The Generall of the Gallys Tell him this Exit servant Theo. Now we shall have 'em both Phil. Blest be thy thoughts For apprehending this blest be thy breath For utring it Gover. Come gentlemen you shall Enter my roof and I will send for Surgeons And you shall see your friends here presently Theo. His name was Markantonio Gover. I know it And have sent word so Phil. Did you not forget Francisco's name Gover. Nor his you' ar truly welcome To talk about it more were but to say The same word often over you are welcome Exeunt SCAENA SECUNDA Enter Markantonio carried Leocadia following and the Servant 2 Soldiers carrying him Serv. This is the house Sir Mar. Enter it I pray you For I am faint although I think my wound Be nothing Soldiers leave us now I thank you 1. Sold. Heaven send you health Sir Serv. Let me lead you in Mark My wounds not in my feet I shall entreat 'em I hope to bear me so far Exit 2. Sold. How seriously these land men fled when our Generall made a Shot as if he had been a warning to cal 'em to their Hall 1. Sold. I cannot blame 'em What a man have they now in the Town able to maintain a Tumult or uphold a matter out Of square if need be O the quiet hurley burleys that I Have seen in this Town when we have fought four howrs Together and not a man amongst us so impertinent or Modest to ask why but now the pillars that bare Up this blessed Town in that regular debate and Scambling are dead the more 's the pity 2. Sold. Old Ignatio lives still 1. Sold. Yes I know him he will do pretily well at a mans liver But where is there a man now living in the Town That hath a steady hand and understands Anotomy Well if it come to a particular matter of the lungs Or the spleen why alas Ignatio is to seek are There any such men left as I have known that Would say they would hit you in this place is there Ever a good heartist or a member percer or a Small-gut man left in the Town answer Me that 2. Sold. Masse I think there be not 1. Sold. No I Warrant thee Come come 't is time We were at the Gallys Exeunt Enter
let 's view 'em Alph. 'T was a long journey are you not weary Sir Sanc. Weary I could have rid it in mine Armour Leoc. Alas Phil. What ayl you deer Leoc. It is my Father Phil. Your Father which Leoc. He that is carried oh Let us make hence Phil. For loves sake good my heart Leoc. Into some house before he see me Phil. Deer Be not thus frighted Leoc. O his wrath is tempest Phil. Sweet take your spirit to you and stay bee 't he He cannot know you in this habit and me I 'me sure he lesse knows for he never saw me Alph. Ha who is that my Son Philippo Phil. Sir Alp. Why what make you here Is this Salamanca And that your study ha nay stay him too Wee 'l see him by his leave Serv. You must not strive Sir Alph. No no come neer Sanc. My daughter Leocadia Alph. How Sir your daughter Sanc. Yes Sir and as sure As that 's your Son Come hither what now run Out o' your sex breech'd was 't not enough At once to leave thy Father and thine honor Unlesse th' hadst quit thy self too Phil. Sir what fault She can be urg'd off I must take on me The guilt and punishment Sanc. You must Sir how If you shal not though you must I deal not With boys Sir I you have a Father here Shal do me right Alph. Thou art not mad Philippo Art thou Mark-antonie Son to Leonardo Our businesse is to them Sanc. No no no no I le ha' the businesse now with you none else Pray you let 's speak in private carry me to him Your Son 's the ravisher Sir and here I find him I hope you 'l give me cause to think you noble And do me right with your sword sir as becomes One gentleman of honor to another All this is fair Sir here 's the sea fast by Upon the sands we will determine 'T is that I call you too let 's make no days on 't I le lead your way to the seaside Rascals Phil. Sir I would beseech your stay he may not follow you San. No turn I le kill him here then Slaves Rogues Blocks Why do you not bear me to him ha' you been Acquainted with my motions loggs so long And yet not know to time 'em Phil. Were you Sir Not impotent Alph. Hold you your peace Boy Sanc. Impotent Death I le cut his throat first and then his Fathers Alph. You must provide you then a sharper razor Then is your tongue for I not fear your sword Sanc. Heart bear mee to either of 'em Phil. Pray Sir your patience Enter Governor and Attendants Alph. My curse light on thee if thou stay him Phil. Hold Gov. Why what 's the matter Gentlemen what tumult Is this you raise i' th street before my door Know you what 't is to draw a weapon here Sanc. Yes and to use it bear me up to him Rogues Thus at a Traytors heart Alph. Truer then thine Gov. Strike strike Some of the people disarm 'em Kil 'em if they resist Phil. Nay generous sir Let not your courtesie turn fury now Gover. Lay hold upon 'em take away their weapons I wil be worth an answer ere we part Phil. T is the Governour sir Alph. I yield my selfe Sanch. My Sword what thinkst thou of me pray thee tell me 1 Attend. As of a Gentleman Sanch. No more 1 Attend. Of worth And quality Sanch. And I should quit my Sword There were small worth or quality in that friend Pray thee learn thou more worth and quality Then to demand it Gov. Force it I say 1 Atten. The Governour You heare commands Sanch. The Governour shall pardon me Phil. How Leocadia gone again Exit Phil. Sanch. He shall friend I' th point of honour by his leave so tell him His person and authority I acknowledge And do submit me to it but my Sword He shal excuse me were he fifteen Governours That and I dwell together and must yet Till my hands part assure him Gov. I say force it Sanch. Stay heare me Hast thou ever read Curanza Understandst thou honour Noble Governour Gov. For that we 'l have more fit dispute Sanch. Your name sir Gov. You shall know that too But on colder termes Your blood and brain are now too hot to take it Sanch. Force my Sword from me this is an affront Gov. Bring 'em away Sanch. You 'l do me reparation Exeunt Enter Philippo Phil. I have for ever lost her and am lost And worthily my tamenesse hath undone me She 's gone hence asham'd of me yet I seek her Will she be ever found to me again Whom she saw stand so poorly and dare nothing In her defence here when I should have drawn This Sword out like a meteor and have shot it In both our parents eyes and left 'em blind Unto their impotent angers O I am worthy On whom this losse and scorn should light to death Without the pity that should wish me better Either alive or in my Epitaph Enter Leonardo Marc-Antonio Leon. Well son your father is too neere himselfe And hath too much of nature to put off Any affection that belongs to you I could have onely wish'd you had acquainted Her father whom it equally concerns Though y 'had presum'd on me it might have open'd An easier gate and path to both our joyes For though I am none of those flinty Fathers That when their children do but naturall things Turn rock and offence streight yet Marc-antonio All are not of my quarry Mar. T is my feare sir And if hereafter I should ere abuse So great a piety it were my malice Enter Attendants Atten. We must intreat you Gentlemen to take Another room the Governour is comming Here on some businesse Enter Governour Sanchio Alphonso Attendants Mar. We will give him way Sanch. I will have right sir on you that believe If there be any Marshals Court in Spaine Gov. For that sir we shall talke Sanch. doe not slight me Though I am without a Sword Gov. Keep to your chaire sir Sanch. Let me fall and hurle my chaire slaves at him Gov. You are the more temperd man sir let me intreat Of you the manner how this brawle fell out Alph Fell out I know not how nor do I care much But here we came sir to this Town together Both in one businesse and one wrong engag'd To seeke one Leonardo an old Genoese I ha' said enough there would you more false father Of a false sonne cal'd Marc-antonio Who had stole both our daughters and which father Conspiring with his sonne in treachery It seemd to fly our satisfaction Was as we heard come private to this Town Here to take ship for Italy Leon. You heard More then was true then by the feare or falshood And though I thought not to reveale my selfe Pardon my manners in 't to you for some Important reasons yet being thus character'd And challeng'd know I dare appeare and doe To who dares threaten Mar.