not out-grown infancy Ours now is too mature Van. Nor ever will when we are both grown old Thy polisht ivory furrowed o'er with age In silver robes on beauties ruines plac't Our mutuall wonder still shall last but I Must binde up all the gaudy flowers of love In threeds of admiration no epithites Such fragrant virtues separated from The generall name of good can ere again Pick out and bind them in due prayses up The I can be well content to hear thee talk On any argument but a lesse pleasing Thou couldst not well have taken Enter a Bandeet Ban S-death Captain what d' ee mean This is no place of safety the wayes are all beset With troops of horse our Scouts beat in from all parts Wounded and bloudy if we all betake not our selves To our armes we are lost in an instant The Oh prithy Vanlore hasten hence Van. I only fear thy safety Ex. om. Enter two Bandeets wounded 1. Ban S death we must be gone 2. Ban T is not our use to run 1. Ban Pox on 't the oddes is unreasonable 2. Ban Swounds I think they have horst all the Carters in the Countrey the thick skin'd rogues my Rapier could hardly pierce them 2. Ban But theirs pierc't us I have a wound here yawnes like a Dragon let 's hasten to a Surgeon Enter a Bandeet bleeding and fals 3. Ban Hell perish all the slaves I 'm kill'd by a rustick dog And what torments me most fall unreveng'd 1. Ban Poor Brother we would help thee but want it our selves 3. Ban Yet bear me from the villains and if your time Permits bury me like a Souldier I was born Of noble parentage but drove by want To these unlawfull courses and have this This for my punishment One hollowes within 2. Ban Hark Swounds we shall be surpriz'd Here right ere long They bear off him that fell and ex om. Enter Heroina alone Her What desperate wretches do I live amongst Terror allarums them from every side Their Scouts bring no intelligence but death Approaching at their backs and yet They bathe in riot and with bloudy oathes Stab heaven betwixt each word they speak their prayers Are only for damnation though they breath Their souls forth with that fearful wish Enter a Bandeet drunk 1. Ban Dam me A short life and a merry Swounds if we die we die let 's be Merry whilst we live Her I tremble at this Villains sight Offers to go forth 1. Ban Whether now Doxie S-death you Whore come hither Pox on your squeamish face Lie down or I le cut thy throat Her You will not offer to abuse me thus 1. Ban Dam me I le do'c and thou wert my sister Thy puling shall not save thee Her Upon my knees I beg thee not to touch me 1. Ban Thou wilt be heard better lying upon thy back Her Thou knowest not whom thou injurest I am a Princesse 1. Ban The better then the boy I beget will be noble By the Mothers side Swounds will you not bend Her Is none more civill near Enter the King Kin What villany is this Forbear unhallowed slave Snatches forth the Bandeets sword This weapon shall revenge her if thou durst Abuse her with the least uncivil touch Enter two Bandeets 1. Ban Swounds help me here This Rascall hath got my sword 2. Ban Dares the thawed snake to sting Deliver him his sword Kin I will so you will promise he shall use It not to force resistlesse womens honour As late he did attempt this noble Virgins And if by me not timely rescued had Made it the prize of his oremastering strength 3. Ban Must you Sir make conditions They both draw and lay at him Whilst they are fighting enter Vanlore and Theocrine Van. What is the cause of this Sheath your Swords that man That dares proffer another blow Forfeits his life for tribute to my sword Her This was a timely rescue and hath by The fair redemption of my honour more Then satisfied all those arrears your life D'd stand ingag'd in to my usefull art Kin The brightest stars that rule my fate did light Me to the blest imployment but had all Set ere their influence had attain'd its end Had not this Gentlemans assistance lent New vigour to their fading beams Her I must confesse a debt of thanks to him Which if irregular opinion prove No enemy to his own safety shall Be suddenly discharg'd You may perceive Sir How black a storm waits on the lives of all Your wilde associates wherefore if you have An overswaying power amongst them chuse The now presented opportunity To free you from all future fears which thus I le light you to draw up your company And let those persecutors of my honour be My convoy to the Court you 'l find a Prince To be intreated when your advocate Bears Heroinaes name Vanlore kneels Van. Pardon me best of women and impute My rudenesse to my ignorance If any service can extenuate Crimes of such monstrous growth our blouds shall pay The forfeit of our disobedience in The not performing it Her Your hopes of safety prompts me to believe Come Sir you shall attend us to the Court Kin I am your vassal Madam proud to have Such a command to usher my desires Ex. om. Enter Oroandes alone in the habit of a Forrester Oro. Not yet not yet at quiet no disguise Is dark enough to curtain o'er my guilt Pale as the ghastly looks of men condemn'd It sits upon my Conscience I see there is No place affords that soul a safe retreat That is pursued by a sharp-sented sin The prosperous murtherer that hath clothed his guilt In royall Ermins all those furs of state Cannot preserve from trembling he looks on Dejected wretches as assasinates And each petition for a ponyard fears Yet these are more secure then I they may Pretend to merit in their wickednesse And call their crimes the cure of sickly states But I am left no refuge lesse to know The depth of horror can no further go Alas poor virtue all thy white wing'd zeal Is wrought into a bed of sables since Leaving thy heavenly dictates I betrayed My self unto these sooty gards of hell Whose black inhabitants already call Me one of their society my eyes Are grown more killing then the Basilisks And each vein fill'd with poison since these hands These cursed hands were stained with royal bloud Hah all this is true But do I want more desperation yet Are there not fiends enough now waiting on me To guide my trembling hand untill it reach The center of my life Draws a sword from behind the curtain This fatall weapon slew my Prince This was his bloud that stains it The bloud that warm'd those browes a crown imbrac't Let forth by me t' embalm the earth and in Warm vapors spend the pretious breath of life Which mounting upwards sent persumes to heaven But now thou must be dipt in that which will Leave a perpetual rust upon thy
halting forth Ex. Priest Enter Vanlore Theocrine and two Bandeets Van. They 're gone and too much frighted to return in hast The Our plot hath equall to our wishes thriv'd Van. I am indebted brave Bandeets to you But will requite it in the like attempt When ere occasion shall require my aid 1 Ban We are so much your creatures Sir that t is The child of duty when our gratitude Offers all service to so loved a master Van. Time will admit but small commerce of words My actions still shall speak me yours The Dear Vanlore let 's be gone They will pursue as soon as they 've collected Their yet unrallied spirits Van. Thou art the loadstone Theocrine by whose Attractive power the Compasse of my thoughts Directed by thy wit their Needle steers My almost Shipwrackt hopes into a safe And quiet harbor of content Ex. om. Enter Oroandes alone reading a note Oro. The hour five the place the plain beneath the Hermits rock I have not mist in either circumstance Unlesse my haste anticipated time it yet is not full five The morning hath not lost her virgin blush Nor step but mine soild the earths tinsel'd robe How full of heaven this solitude appears This healthful comfort of the happy swain Who from his hard but peacefull bed rous'd up In 's morning exercise saluted is By a full quire of feather'd Choristers Wedding their notes to the inamour'd air Here Nature in her unaffected dresse Plaited with vallies and imbost with hils Enchac't with silver streams and fring'd with woods Sits lovely in her native russet whilst Lame Art to hide her known deformitie With painting surfets each discerning eie Enter the King disguized Oro. 'T is he but strangely chang'd Kin Oroandes you 're now a loyal Subject Oro. All my ambition ne'r flew higher Sir Then in that region of your thoughts to thrive Kin There it was grown to full maturity Ere thou wrotest man my Oroandes but I must Like wanton Nero either ruine all The glorious structure of thy hopes or live Imprison'd in thy loyalty thy life Till now my strongest fortresse is become The fatall engine of my ruine Oro. Heaven what have I done to merit this Kin Nothing but been too virtuous and by that Center'd affections which I must remove Or shake thee into Chaos Oro. This language blasts me sure I have no sin Ponderous enough to boy your vengeance up Unto this dangerous height Did I but think One Viper lodg'd in my remotest thought I 'd tear each fiber of my heart to find The monster forth and in my bloud imbalm'd Throw it as far as lifes short span can reach But heaven my witnesse is no flame of zeal But hath been yours i' th second magnitude My vowes of kin to those I paid the gods My prayers but love and duty fir'd into A holy Calenture Yet if all this Like a small Stars kind influence govern'd by A regall Planets crosse aspects must drop Its fading beams into that house of death Your fierce destructive anger let me shew The latitude of my obedience in Dying at the command of him for whom I only wish to live Did all my friends Look on the object through their tears the ghost Of my dead Mother capable of grief As of eternity and yet clothed in Humanities most frail affections all Those rivolets of sorrow should not wash The sanguin stain of my resolves so they If executed could procure a calm In this high tempest of your soul Kin Thy virtue fathomes not my depth of guilt Such a prevention of my anger would Only exchange the active passion for Sorrow as insupportable those characters Which must unfold the sables of my soul Are in dark Hieroglyphicks hid through which Thy strength of judgment cannot pierce Oro. You speak in misty wonders Sir such as lead My apprehension into wilde Meanders Kin This will unriddle all our doubts draw Oro. Against my Soveraign an act so wicked would Re•ort the guilty steel into my breast Fear never yet marbled a cowards bloud More then obedience mine that breath hath lockt In ice the panting channels of my heart No spirits dare from their cold center move Kin Will you deny when I command Oro. Pardon me royall Sir had such a voice Legitimated my attempts I had Not paus'd at the incounter of a danger Horrid as all the wars o th' elements When ruffl'd into stormes could present I would bestride a cloud with lightning charg'd In 's sull carreer affront a thunderboult Leap through the clefts of earthquakes or attempt To prop the ruins of a falling rock Yet count all this my happinesse so I Met death in the white robes of loyalty But to encounter such a ghastly foe In the black shadow of Rebellion shakes The strongest pillars of my soul You are my King My King whose frowns should be More dreadfull to me then oraculous truths When threatning sudden ruine your sacred person Is circl'd with divinity which without reverence To touch is sacriledge to look on sin Unlesse each glance is usher'd with a prayer Kings are but living temples wherein is As in the Nations center the chief seat Of their protecting God and shall I then Pollute my hands in bloud whose every drop Would swell my Countreys tears into a floud Kin Are my attempts priz'd at so cheap a rate Wears not my sword a danger on its point As well as thine draw or I shall conclude 'T is fear not loyalty that charmes thy hand Oro. This stirs my bloud were you a private man That only had his better genius to Protect him though allied to me by all The ties of Nature and of friendship yet Being thus far urged our Swords long since should have Made known whose Stars the brighter influence had Kin I have unfetter'd all those legall bondes draw For thy denying now but sleights my power Oro. Then since there 's no evasion Or. draws Witnesse ye Gods my inocence is wrong'd But gratious Sir Kneels Before I fall or stand lesse fortunate To see you overthrow oh let me know What fate what cruell fate hath rob'd me of The treasures of your love I never yet Sullied my soul with any thought that might Deserve your hate heaven is my faithful witnesse I harbour none of you but such as are More full of zeal then those pure orizons Which martyr'd Saints mix with their dying groans Kin And must such goodnesse die know noble youth I am so far from calling it desert In thee that hath unsheathed my sword that in This midnight storm of fancy I can shead Some drops of pity too pity to change So true a subject for a treacherous ghest I come not rashly to attempt thy life But long have strugl'd with my hot desires Stood fiery trials of temptations which Have sublimated reason till it 's grown Too volatile to be contain'd within My brain that overheated Crucible I am diseas'd and know no way to health But through a deluge
leave You to Loves fair Elizium Privacie Oro. I am your vassal Sir but cannot pay Oblations due to so immense a love Ex. King Glo. Whither starts my degenerate spirits I was born Of Parentage high as Sicilies King And though their death made him my Gardian yet May be allowed the freedom of my choice The conversation of our youth had nurst A Cupid in each eye ere Zannazarro For•'t by a fathers high aspiring pride Forsook's obedience to the Crown and then A mutual love mixt our souls currents in One silver stream of joy and shall I now Buy it with pride 'cause his dejected state Unvested of its gaudy honour stands No let his titles sacrifices fall Unto his guilt so I may him in joy Oro. She weeps sure there is more in this Then yet my thoughts can fathome If it be love to Zannazarro perhaps we may Prevail by our united prayers Pardon Lady My unbecoming rudenesse I have sorrows That like my evill Genius on my soul Sit cloath'd in sables that obscure the light Of beauties rayes Glo. You need no mask to walk i th Moonlight Sir But were there flames to quench you I should shed Tears large enough to quench the rising fire Oro. We are not like to thrive in love that plant The sprightly fruit in such a watery soyl Glo. Yet our affections are perhaps of kin Did we discover their originall Let 's both disvellop truth my Lord I blush not To let you know these tears are only shed To mollifie those stubborn deities That sway brave Zannazarroes fate And think Yours sympathize in a relation near As is 'twixt him and fair Eurione Oro. Oraculous truth Dear Lady let me kisse This hand the index to so brave a heart And on it seal allegiance to your heart Our souls could nere have met a nearer way But in the rode of wedlock this hath claspt All the black lines of our affections in One volume though by natures hand transcrib'd In different chara 〈…〉 but oh it lies not In our united pra 〈…〉 for to release The objects of our love from those strict bands Our Princes rage •etters their safety in Glo. All violence would wear the ugly brand Of Sacriledge else I would try the power Of all my Kingdom to support their fates R•egium holds many active spirits that would Bear his proud anger with as high a flame Should I but stir what now conceals their hate Oro. I have an Army too Not yet disbanded which would gladly kindle Their discontents at the least beam of mine The airy weight of a few would set The fatall engin going but my bloud Shrinkes to its center at rebellions name And as if tainted with the thought from thence Scatters an ague through my limbs If all Our prayers when mounted on the wings of love Cannot prevail let 's mix our bloud with theirs And Martyrs die to our adored saints Glo. I shall do something too something that may Preserve my name in sanguin characters But first let 's visit him perhaps those engins That batter heaven may shake his marble brest Oro. My prayers shall wait on yours and if denied A lover die not live a regicide Ex. om. Enter a Taylor with a new suit a Hatter Shoomaker Spurrier with other Tradesmen 1. Tra Come neighbours shal 's crack each one's our Kan before the Gentleman comes 2. Tra Our Kans hang the muddle horsedrench Let 's drink each of us our groat square off Brisk sack this forain liquor but Adulterates our blouds 3. Tra As many of your wives does your beds 1. Tra How this coxcombly boy p 〈…〉 Because he hath nere a one of his ow 〈…〉 We shall shortly have him buy the fee 〈…〉 Of a piece of land that hath been broke Up to his hand in the Countrey 3. Tra Did your easie entrance inform you Your own was such 2. Tra Go to Sirrah you are a sawcie boy To prate thus to antient men and thy betters I tell thee both my neighbor and My self are town-born children And have born offices And before thy head was hot to some of us 3. Tra But not before your own was horn'd Sir 1. Tra How you impudent rascall a little more would make me lay my yard about your ears 3. Tra But take heed you do not break him for I have heard though you are double yarded your wife wants her full measure 1. Tra I protest I will complain to the officer and make him prove it 2. Tra Hist you prating coxcomb here comes the Gentleman Enter Lewcippus 1. Tra God save your good worship 2. Tra We are glad to see your worship well Lew. Come what have you brought here let 's see your bils thou should'st be a man of might by the largenesse of thy weapon but without help of thy shears I will pare off half there nay take it without grudging and set thy hand to the receipt 1. Tra Nay I beseech your good worship to consider a poor Tradesman our taxations are heavy Lew. Tush you were born to be made slaves off come thy hand 1. Tra To the whole bill Sir Lew. S-death you crosse leg'd c•r d' ee snarl thou wert better eat thy pressing iron then reply another word come you with the ta••aty face thy blew apron •its not methodically friend I protest thy conscience is made of sarcenet pure and tender as thy wives new blancht cheeks hast thou set thy hand to the bill how my money will not hold out but I will send anon that satisfies 2. Tra Most aboundantly an 't please your worship Lew. My jolly C•ispin thou must grant the same curtesie 3. Oh Lord •ir your worship may command Lew. Thou deservest to be heir apparent to Sir Hue and to have thy apron a perpetuall winding sheet to his bones come along with me and transport your commodities 't is your Indiaes Ex. om. Enter Arratus Carlo Creon Arr. Signiour you are welcome Car. I thank your Lordship intruth so shall your Nephew be to my house and to my daughter too or she and I shall square but I would fain see the sprightly gallant as •ame as I am I have walk'd thus far on purpose Arr. He will not long be absent Sir but is that wild head Vanlore dead Car. This Gentleman can best inform you Cre. It was my fortune to close his dying eyes Car. Captain not a word of our bargain Car. aside Cre. Swounds d' ee think my neck itches for a halter Poor Vanlore he was a Gentleman whose memory My love to worth ingages me to honour Was this not well dissembled old boy Aside Car. Rarely thou mayst be secretary to the Devil Arr. My Nephew Sir Enter Buff. Lew. Gudgeon Car. God save you noble Sir you 'r happily encounter'd Buf. Would the old fellow beg something Tutor We will give him Gudgeons old clothers they are better then his Lew. Not too loud this must be your father law Arr. Nephew take notice of this Gentleman you
steel More fretting then a canker blast all that near it grows And as it cools infect the ambient air With blasts more deadly then the steams of hell How it pants to come forth Sets the Sword to his breast Hah something stayes my hand My better Angel sure hath left me quite How e'er I will not do it Although that every blast of air I draw Be more tormenting then the gasps of death No I will live live till disvellop'd guilt Makes me a publick spectacle of hate and then Fall with my sins about me when each tongue Adds to their ponderous weight a full mouthed curse The subtill spirits that like lightning flie Thorow my bloud hath yet not suffered me To parle with sleep since th' unhappy act I find them something calm'd and will attempt To reconcile them in this gentle shade Lies down having lain still a while enter two Bandeets 1. Ban We have lost our company 2. Ban No matter we shall finde the way to Court I fear nothing but how we shall do to live honest 1. Ban The place requires it not at most 't will be Enough to seem so 2. Ban Though we never us'd it much I doubt not But Hypocrisie is an art easily learn'd 1. Ban Come let 's hasten I would willingly see thee Between the King and the captive Princesse 2. Ban Her captivity is like to be our redemption 1. Bad. If it prove not so we must dance off the Stage in a halter What do they call her name 2. Heroina daughter to the Cyprian king Betroth'd to ours a long time since when he Was abroad in his travels 1. Ban 'T will be a joyful meeting unto them 2. Ban Had we not had ill luck a Bandeet had been his Taster They discover Oroandes How now what have we here So ho what art 1. Ban Tush some drunk Forrester let him alone Ex. Bandeets Oroandes rises Oro. Heroina A Princesse And carying to the Court by Bandeets It is the unhappy Lady that was betroth'd Unto my murthe•'d Soveraign lighted on In their excursions by these rennegadoes Poor Lady I have spoil'd her entertainment there But I will follow them and with my bloud Crimson the sables that must cloud the day Ex. Oroan Enter Arratus servants setting forth two thrones the one richly adorned the other covered in mourning before the black throne a table on which a Crown is laid on a mourniug cushion before the other throne is plac't the picture of the King Arr. Come come see all things in order The Princesse is at hand fie fie This is an unexpected trouble A way you grosse witted rascall doest not see We strive to paint our sorrow in checquer'd work But this 't is when women sit at the helm of state They square all Court entertainments to the fashion Of the last Romance they heard Shout and acclamations within Hark they are enter'd the Palace I hear the Cannon Go off from the Forts be gone and make way Loud musick the Lord high Marshall his white rod wreathed in black ribbon next him the King and Vanlore leading Heroina her train born up by Theocrine At the other door whilst a soft and melancholly musick playes within Zannazarro Glorianda and Eurione all in mourning Zannazarro kneels and having kist Heroina's hand is raised by her she saluting the other Ladies Zan. The best of welcomes this sad place affords Waits on your Graces entertainment Glo. And we• to do what service lies within The verge of our indevours Her I thank you both sweet Ladies and must first Imploy your service in declaring what These silent emblems of a sorrow mean I have not seen grief in the like disguise The lawrell and the funerall Cypress here Have wreathed their ill met branches and contends Whose leaves shall Crown the Syracusian queen Zan. Wil 't please you ascend your throne and there Lend your attention to the saddest story That ere did yet Siciliaes Annals blot She ascends the throne Zannazarro drawes the curtain from before it and discovers the picture of the King Zan. Behold great Princesse All but the memory of his living fame Of Syracusiaes Monarch She sounds and fals from the throne Glo. Oh help help the Princesse Eur. Madam dear Madam Her Oh oh God! Arr. Bear her forth and give her more air Her Hold I am better here if any thing Revive my spirits 't will be this that puts Me in the mind of my deceased Lord Unhappy woman first to know then love Ingage thy faith yet never to injoy Enter Oroandes in his own habit Her Why stand you thus amazed 〈◊〉 Zan. Pardon us Maclam had the united dust Of some dead friend whose memor 〈…〉 •ear forgot Visited earth in his known shape again Our wonder could not have arrived unto A higher pitch Let me imbrace thee friend Eur. My dearest Or 〈…〉 Oro. Stand off yet farther off You know not what you touch You safer far may grapple with a flame Or in his midnights walk affront a fiend Arm'd with full vials of destructive wrath The graves inhabitants when folded in Corruption are not more defil'd then I. Zan. What tends this language to Oro. Destruction Zannazarro Eur. How hast thou lost thy temper Oroandes P•ithee look on me friend or am I grown A stranger to thy knowledge Oro. Leave me Eurione thou art of kin Unto those hallowed Angels that did once Attend my actions and must now with them A stranger to thy Oroandes grow Eur. Neglected thus Alas where shall I weep Her You are to me a stranger Sir yet in Your look I something read that may concern Your absent Prince collect those scattered spirits Now roaving in confusion and relate it Oro. I would but that it hath a sound so full Of trembling horror 't will unnerve your joints Yet I must do 't no other way can lead My soul from out this wildernesse of flesh He 's murther'd Zan. By whom Oro. This cursed hand d' ee start I thought 't would strike the bloud out of your cheeks And make you paler then the act made me 'T was I 't was I that when your blooming hopes Chear'd with the sun of Majesty were grown Big with expected favours did eclipse The glorious light in a black cloud of death I cut the heartstrings of the Land and fed The groaning earth with bloud whose purple had Been by an ancient stock of ancestors Died into royalty Van. Ingratefull slave why are our swords so slow To execute the villain Eur. Oh hold believe him not he raves These are the births of a distemper'd brain Oro. Thou hast but injured me Eurione In staining their just fury farewel Rest in E•izium whilst I roar in hell Eurione fals Zan. Oh brother if this be true thou hast undone us all Oro. True do not think 'T is any natural distemper that Spreads this malignant vapour through my veins Which nought but th' poison of my guilt corrupts No I have done it brother And