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Love and war a tragedy / written by Tho. Meriton.
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Meriton, Thomas, b. 1638.
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1658
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Wing M1822; ESTC R29528
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court their Garlands miseries Ceres doth lavish forth her full ripe ears Venus complains her selfe with watrish fears Iuno is lumpish and her love is gone Pallas turn'd foolish and she wit hath none Mars rules full out with his most severe look Themis stands potent with her justice book Nemesis is troubled from the funded deep Morpheus is waken from his creeping sleep Apoll• stands smiling at their folly so Iove bids me fight and know my friend from foe Per. More aid shall come I 'l fetch them out my self Exit Per. Qu. Great Prince my valour risse beyond its bounds All for your Fathers right Holl. Now let Burgargo come my weapon's fixt To play its part pierce tender bowel with Its three form'd point and make his blood Still wait upon his shooes Scen. 3. Burgargo following the flight Bur. Stand still your ground the day breaks from the Skies for to discern the foe my hands are over loaded by the spoyls of this days labour While some lie gasping others crying loud Here leggs there arms all bodies mortified My spirit thirsts to see the Prince Hollarro And to change Gloves with him try valour at The point of naked nimble swords Oh Goddesse blind thou fortune hath inforc'd To shew my progress of my lingering dayes In this brave soul so stand prepare to fight Hol. Your worthy carriage shews as much nay more After the encounter of our steelly blades Let after victory either rise or fall And let Astrea poyse the truest cause By this the combate of our martial will So General come on stand see your selfe Bur. Your valour 's to be prais'd he that dare Twist his hand with me must have a grace More then such young years can put forth I praise thy courage but not thy discretion Because thou runs upon thy death They fight and he wounds Hollarro Hol. Desist your purpose till I close my wound The blood speaks on my cause a fury leads •y temper now stand still and pause and then • will renew the second blow Bur. Vain purpose of your will to strive with him Who alwayes return'd with victory in his hands You cherish folly in a strange conceit strive with a weaker hand for to oppose A decreed sense which is much stronger Yet shall it not be utter'd with a voyce I kill'd thee unawares but take thy time Holl. Rest upon your blade ground its point The time runs in swift motion to one Of our ends the Elizium field doth open Large her panting soul for to disgorge The vicious humour of our Fabricke Within that space the which we shall possesse Rewards stand ushering in our power To have the Crown allotted by those Saints Come lend your force again I now prepare For to receive my death by your unnaturall Hand Bur. Fortune support then both our hands Valour with-drawes unskilful helps And shews a fair prospect to a foul design They fight and he gives Burgargo a deadly wound Burg. Hold hold I dye take you the day And Crown your self with Trophies of my blood Your riper years sprung in a blossome stout Shall be Encomium to Bruzantia My spirit it doth vanish as my blood Flowes from the veins sending by legate cause All praise to your most severe stoutest arm * * sighs Oh my breath is prov'd an airy substance now I wish it were confin'd a longer space To run its course that I my King may shew The man gave me this wound him to exalt Above the rest by Title degree and honour * * sighs Oh now the fading hour-glass consumes its sand Each corn a drop of blood and the three fates Come with their hungry appetite to cut My fatall end and blood doth b•bble by The hottest combate that us two did fight * * sighs Oh I must I must the bones begin to be Afraid of flesh the sinews stand at difference All my body cold save onely heart doth Leap by its extremity of pains and Hot with sorrow * * staggers I come I come make room Amongst you ghosts see there be place for Me I dye Falls dow• and dies Hol. Thou dyes then like a man whose breath did bear The whole Numenia's Land in a subjection The onely pillar of thy Countries good Death hath surpris'd the conquest of thy soul And this thy trickling blood that 's here display'd Doth shew thy progeny to take its flight From rutus or other greater Monarch My spirit 's sorry for such a thrice noble friend Derisius enters Holl. Return return thou runs upon thy death Deris Draw in that sulphurous breath I live and Here my Generall he lies slain no no Fight Deris falls and dyes Hol. Die slave as thou hast been ordained Exit Hol. Quer. turns the bodies over and over to see whether they be dead or no Quer. R•bi• dead dead Iack dead dead are you Or no faith if you be not I 'le make you He drawes his Sword I 'le panch you Rogue• and make you know What I am what not Deris shakes his legge and Quer. runs away but after draws nigh again Dead still but stir you hang You hang you I 'le have one of you sure Enough come away come away come come He trayles Deris off the Stag• by his hea• Scen. 4. Yernom•y Yer Fight fight the day 's our own Squeeze forth thy spleen with a censorious frown And turn my serious blows into a wrack of gall Deliver'd to my sight ten thousand men Were slain and like an Abyssus did the earth Inclose all in a lump converting so Their oakey chaists into a putrid form And these my Robes a badge receives from those Of honour pomp and glory to the day I follow them my selfe so the compunction Of their boyling blood did then rebate My f•rm•r st••mes into most pleasant cal•s Stand stand thou slave B•rnomoy enters Bur. I fear no Rebell such an one as thee They fight he kills Yerno Consume thy selfe to ashes and there lie My Generall Burgargo what thou kill'd What mortall motion propagated it This cannot be withstood but hymns must sound And El•gies complain thy dolefull fall The Firmament crack with a thunder and The stars want light at this thy funerall A marble shall inclose thy sacred soul But cause its nature weeps and may be term'd for thee Exit Bur. and carries out Burg. Aberd•n Hollarro Fafrisius Buzarai Nevermo Orestes Sisterus taken captives and bound Perpurgerus Quermero Souldiers Fla• Ensigns Drums aretreat Aber. We contemn liberty and honour with the same By a most sottish will and by idlenesse Their ranks dispers'd doth inflame fear with it The blew pavillions in which comfort liv'd Are routed by the heavens stormy blasts His Forts demolished and his Army broke Into a hundred squadrons not able To do a damage to our potent strength His Subjects hear our captives and his chiefs Of all the Souldiers slain shot powder by Them vanished all Bulworks they consum'd The best politick way that must come here
Mur. Most high Princess Things by the counsell of vain sorrow's will Doth sojourn with the cause the whirlwinds Apt to make a tempest rise bellowing the Waves till their whole mountains soar aloft Strikes with a desperate blow to swift winde ships •ay cause detard and make sloath to ascend •er private and her with-drawing chamber Of your censuring soul and cause the twinckling of an eye A minute more or lesse to shew in length A number of long years but suffer not Such Rivalls to exhale such innatural Fumes bring 〈◊〉 to the vitall Spirits and perplexlty to the Brain Nerc The informer of the day-light struck a knell The twelve a clock against his sounding bell When then by co••se the ships did promise fight They arrive our coast before the next night But now by fortune bond to favour good That hour is gone and they still in the stood And Sol like nimble passenger surrounds The hills again discending to the downs And yet no Herald doth blaze forth no •ame None strikes Love's ••sets or her word• proclaim It must be some strange temp••t that drive• back Their ships from shore when they all thing• did lack Adr. Why it 's a ransome for a Kings disdain For his own Queen not to her send a line If storms did bind the ships within the harbours Yet quick flown message might come to my ear But ne're since the voy•ge took 〈◊〉 game Upon the restlesse Seas I heard by Post They stay their living or confin'd their dead Mur. I feel a pain like Cerberus fasting jawes And Tantalus his gaping with desire To gain the Apples are not to compare To these the torments that doth drench my soul All bring an ocean of a foul dispair Because they stay beyond the bounds of time And cause a lingring motion to answer For their detard Exeunt Scen. 7. Celerinus Gervoron Burnomoy the Funerall of Burgargo passeth over the Stage with his Scutcheon Armour Heralds with Flags Torches and Mourners Cel. Let earth kiss th' corps with sorrow and rest you Could potent strength or magna•••ous deeds Bidding defiance to envy spi•• and force Solemn confirm'd to Iove in haughty sky Or vertues Off-spring or the Nymphs of th' maine Save this same mortall man from being slain Then fortune had conquer'd death and thy soul Still liv'd with us but we may curse the fates With more hatred vows and not lament thy Rape so to dispair because Mars honour'd so Thy Royall valour dying like a Champion The scraggy fleshless bone man durst not bring Or put to sight a sheet to wind thee in Had not first glory a rich Garland hold To crown thy merits fram'd of brandish gold The Country laments thy fall and thy King too My subjects to thy Herse doth make a bow Giving the praise and honour of the day Lauding thy name and crowning thee with bay But now the Cypress must take place for it Elegies song Hector was famous for War Achilles did excel him far Scipio was valiant stout Hanibal put him to rout Ulysses knew to handle Lance Ajax did above advance Turnus fought well at a field Aeneas him forc't to yield Priamus had kingly power Agamemnon him brought lower Hercules did valiant acts Alexander did great facts Paris was a valiant soul Burgargo doth these controul Hector was no man to him Achilles knew nothing in Then fall in pieces thou earth Weep thy selfe into a dearth Scipio he was not stout Hannibal knew nothing to 't Then let us all mourn a•une To this soul that is here slewn Ulysses held not a sword Ajax he knew not a word Then lament this down-throw fall That is hapn'd to us all Turnus may be termed foul Aeneas knew not his soul Then break forth into a maine Shower tears as if 't were rain Priamus had no hand in war Agamemnon knew no jar Then send rumour to the skie And make thick clouds with our cry Hercules was child in shew Alexander•e're like knew Then we 'l mourn our selves to death 'Cause he is bereav'd of breath Paris he was not a man Burgargo did all withstand Then we 'l make both hills and dales Know the losse of all us males Cel. The faculty of penetrating grief Surrounds the brave Idea of all joy The sable dressings of her mournfull dayes Draws a curtain betwixt our eye and mirth The body of Burgargo must be interr'd And valiant deeds dies with that soul For Iulius Caesar when he conquer'd Troy Ne're knew such deeds as he doth here imploy All are not worth a nomination to His rare atchievements Bur. Let all their barbarous words bring hail with them Inviting Aeolus to make a tempest roar Yet those we would whistle by as a jear For all that Burgargo's gone Cel. Thy soul doth crush all pomp in infamy Let not rage spend the courage of your hearts You are my Lords my onely Lords I have The Scythian Wolves ne'r war'd amongst the flocks As your two valours did amongst your foes My other Lords are took for sacrifice To that hellish Queen Adrinemia Yet we will grapple for the reason of 't When Lawes are settl'd and the havock quell'd Prolong your journey to the silent grave For triumph of the Corps and Funerall And let all Poets use their brains and pens In praise of him and pomp of buriall Bur. My Leige your will 's fulfill'd Exeunt Scen. 8. Bellerro Lerinica Histerica Bel. Are you not yet perswaded to combine Ler. No nor never Bell. How Vulters in a cogitatious shape Know my inflamed heart masqing dismall Prodigies let eccho answer contrary Sound a retreat cherish the trope of hope Strike dum that sense that is protractor Of those airy notions that again-sayes all Answer once more let passion move the favour Dispatch the case and mercy take a place Shall birth rebound I will and can speak speak Ler. No no great Duke I cannot Bell. That sound strikes dumb my soul The Lilly Rose stands in battalia form Acting their decent hieus 'gainst your frowardness The Dazie carries lance to shew the savagenesse Vesper and Hesper doth by aspect shew Their influence to fling still against you Mounts and Dales make skirmish against other Because you suffer such a Rose to smoother Confounding nature and deceiving earth Killing both matter and both air and breath Ler. None of these strange To•ds may make such need And frame a darling of a vain dispair I will not wrong both nature and the soyl With foggy mists of vicious quality As not to marry but that vapoured slime Shall turn the voluptuous humour to A •iccid substance and not rowling forth That radical moisture to be soon exhald I 'le marry but not yet Bell. The winding comets by confession bring• An antidote to acute •eavours sharp But you my Comet and my blazing star Turns me a Pagan and speaks death thereto The cask wherein the camp of graces lay Is turn'd a den of groaning mischief loud I cannot live if th' oadstone