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A15498	The tragedie of Tancred and Gismund Compiled by the gentlemen of the Inner Temple, and by them presented before her Maiestie. Newly reuiued and polished according to the decorum of these daies. By R.W.	R. W. (Robert Wilmot), fl. 1568-1608.; Boccaccio, Giovanni, 1313-1375. Decamerone.; Stafford, Rodger.; Noel, Henry, d. 1597.; Allen, William, fl. 1567, attributed name.; Hatton, Christopher, Sir, 1540-1591.	1591 (1591)	STC 25764; ESTC S111807	35,904	73

might of loue As neuer shal the dread of carren death That hath enuide our ioyes inuade my brest For if it may be found a fault in me That euermore haue lou'd your Maiestie Likewise to honor and to loue your child If loue vnto you both may be a fault That vnto her my loue exceedes compare Then this hath been my fault for which I ioy That in the greatest lust of all my life I shall submitte for her sake to endure The pangues of death Oh mighty Lord of loue Strengthen thy vassall boldlie to receaue Large wounds into this body for her sake Then vse my life or death my Lord and king For your reliefe to ease your grieued soule For whether I liue or els that I must die To end your paines I am content to beare Knowing by death I shall bewray the trueth Of that sound heart which liuing was her owne And dide aliue for her that liued mine Tan. Thine Palurin what liues my daughter thine Traitor thou wrongst me for she liueth mine Rather I wish ten thousand sundrie deaths Then I to liue and see my daughter thine Thine that is dearer then my life to me Thine whom I hope to see an Empresse Thine whom I cannot pardon from my sight Thine vnto whom we haue bequeath'd our crown Iulio we wil that thou informe from vs Renuchio the Capten of our Gard That we commaund this traitor be conueyd Into the dungeon vnderneath our Tower There let him rest vntil he be resolu'd What further we intend which to vnderstand We will Renuchio repaire to vs Iul. O that I might your Maiestie entreate With clemencie to beutifie your seate Toward this Prince distrest by his desires Too many all too strong to captiuate Tan. This is the soundest safetie for a king To cut them off that vex or hinder him Iul. This haue I found the safetie of a king To spare the Subiects that do honor him Tan. Haue we been honourd by this leachers lust Iul. No but by this deuout submission Tan. Our fortune saies we must do what we may Iul This is praise-worth not to do what you may Tan. And may the Subiect countermaund the king Iul. No but intreat him Tan. What he shal decree Iul. What wisdom shall discern Iul. Nay what our word Shal best determine We wil not replie Thou knowest our mind our heart cannot be easd But with the slaughter of this Palurin The king hasteth into his Pallace Guis. O thou great God who from thy hiest throne Hast stooped down and felt the force of loue Bend gentle eares vnto the wofull mone Of me poore wretch to graunt that I require Help to perswade the same great God that he So farre remit his might and slack his fire From my deare Ladies kindled heart that she May heare my death without her hurt Her face wherein there is as cleere a light As in the rising moone let not her cheekes As red as is the partie-coloured rose Be paled with the newes hereof and so I yeeld my selfe my sillie soul and all To him for her for whom my death shall shew I liu'd and as I liu'd I dide her thrall Graunt this thou Thunderer this shal suffice My breath to vanish in the liquid skies Guizard is led to prison Chorus primus Who doth not know the fruits of Paris loue Nor vnderstand the end of Helens ioy He may behold the fatall ouerthrow Of Priams house and of the towne of Troy His death at last and her eternal shame For whom so many a noble knight was slaine So many a Duke so many a Prince of fame Bereft his life and left there in the plaine Medeas armed hand Elizas sword Wretched Leander drenched in the floud Phillis so long that waited for her Lord All these too dearly bought their loues with bloud Cho. 2. But he in vertue that his Lady serues Newils but what vnto her Honor longs He neuer from the rule of reason swarues He feeleth not the pangs ne raging throngs Of blind Cupid he liues not in despaire As done his seruants neither spends his daies In ioy and care vaine hope and throbbing feare But seekes alway what may his soueraine please In honor he that thus serues reapes the fruite Of his sweet seruice and no ielous dread Nor base suspect of ought to let his sute Which causeth oft the louers hart to bleed Doth fret his mind or burneth in his brest He wayleth not by day nor wakes by night When euery other liuing thing doth rest Nor findes his life or death within her sight Cho. 3. Remember thou in vertue serue therfore Thy chast Lady beware thou do not loue As whilom Venus did the faire Adonne But as Diana lou'd the Amazons sonne Through whose request the gods to him alone Restorde new life the twine that was vndone Was by the sisters twisted vp againe The loue of vertue in thy Ladies lookes The loue of vertue in her learned talke This loue yeelds matter for eternall bookes This loue intiseth him abroad to walke There to inuent and write new rondelaies Of learned conceit her fancies to allure To vaine delights such humors he allaies And sings of vertue and her garments pure Cho. 4. Desire not of thy Soueraigne the thing Whereof shame may ensue by any meane Nor wish thou ought that may dishonor bring So whilom did the learned Tuscan serue His faire Lady and glory was their end Such are the praises Louers done deserue Whose seruice doth to vertue and honor tend Finis Actus 4. Composuit Ch. Hat Actus 5. Scaena 1. Renuchio commeth out of the Pallace Renu. OH cruel fate oh miserable chaunce Oh dire aspect of hateful destinies Oh wo may not be told suffic'd it not That I should see and with these eyes behold So foule so bloody and so base a deede But more to aggrauate the heauie cares Of my perplexed mind must onelie I Must I alone be made the messenger That must deliuer to her Princelie eares Such dismall newes as when I shal disclose I know it cannot but abridge her daies As when the thunderer and three forked fire Rent through the cloudes by Ioues almighty power Breakes vp the bosom of our mother earth And burnes her heart before the heat be felt In this distresse whom should I most bewaile My woe that must be made the messenger Of these vnworthie and vnwelcome newes Or shall I mone thy death O noble Earle Or shal I still lament the heauie hap That yet O Queene attends thy funeral Cho. 1. What mones be these Renuchio is this Salerne I see Doth here king Tancred hold the awful crown Is this the place where ciuill people be Or do the sauage Scythians here abound Cho. 2. What mean these questiōs whether tend thes words Resolue vs maidens release our fears What euer newes thou bring'st discouer them Deteine vs not in this suspicious dread The thought whereof is greater then the woe Renu. O whither may I cast

king Gis. The king the tyrant king Cho. 3. Your father Gis. Yea the murthrer of my loue Ch. 4. His force Gis. the dead fear not the force of mē Ch. 1. His care griefe Gis. That neither car'd for me Nor greeued at the murther of my loue My mind is setled you with these vain words Withhold me but too long from my desire Depart ye to my chamber Cho. We wil hast To tel the king hereof Chorus depart into the Pallace Gis. I will preuent Both you and him Lo here this harty draught The last that in this world I meane to tast Dreadlesse of death mine Earle I drink to thee So now worke on now doth my soul begin To hate this light wherein there is no loue No loue of parents to their children No loue of Princes to their Subiects true No loue of Ladies to their dearest loues Now passe I to the pleasant land of loue Where heauenly loue immortall flourisheth The Gods abhorre the company of men Hel is on earth yea hel it selfe is heauen Compar'd with earth I cal to witnes Heauen said I no but hel record I call And thou sterne Goddesse of reuenging wrongs Witnesse with me I die for his pure loue That liued mine Shee lieth down and couereth her face with her haire Tancred in hast commeth out of his pallace with Iulio Scaena 3 Tan WHere is my daughter Iul Behold here wofull king Tan Aime break hart thou fly foorth my soul What doth my daughter Gis take it so What hast thou done oh let me see thine eyes Oh let me dresse vp those vntrimmed locks Looke vp sweet child look vp mine only ioy T is I thy father that beseecheth thee Reare vp thy body straine thy dying voice To speake to him sweet Gismund speake to me Gis. Who staies my soul who thus disquiets me Tan. T is I thy father ah behold my teares Like pearled deaw that trickle down my cheekes To wash my siluer haires Gis. Oh father king Forbeare your teares your plaint wil not auaile Tan. Oh my sweetheart hast thou receau'd thy life From me and wilt thou to requite the same Yeeld me my death yea death and greater greefe To see thee die for him that did defame Thine honor thus my kingdome and thy name Gis. Yea therfore father gaue ye life to me That I should die and now my date is done As for your kingdome and mine own renowne Which you affirme dishonoured to be That fault impute it where it is for he That slew mine Earle and sent his heart to me His hands haue brought this shame and griefe on vs But father yet if anie sparke remaine Of your deare loue if euer yet I could So much deserue or at your hands desire Grant that I may obtaine this last request Tans. Saie louely child saie on what ere it be Thy father grants it willingly to thee Cis. My life I craue not for it is not now In you to giue nor in my selfe to saue Nor craue I mercie for mine Earle and me Who hath bin slaine with too much crueltie With patience I must awhile abide Within this life which now will not be long But this is my request Father I praie That since it pleased so your maiestie I should inioy my loue aliue no more Yet neretheles let vs not parted be Whom cruell death could neuer separate But as we liude and dide together here So let our bodies be together tombde Let him with me and I with him be laid Within one shrine where euer you appoint This if you grant me as I trust you will Although I liue not to requite this grace Th' immortall Gods due recompence shall giue To you for this and so vaine world farewel My speech is painefull and mine eie-sight failes Tanc. My daughter dies see how the bitter pangs Of tyrannous death torments her princely heart She lookes on me at me she shakes her head For me she grones by me my daughter dies I I the author of this Tragedie On me on me yee heauens know downe your 〈◊〉 Now dies my daughter princely with 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Oh faire in life thrice fairer in thy death Deare to thy father in thy life thou wert But in thy death dearest vnto his heart I kisse thy paled cheekes and close thine eies This duetie once I promist to my selfe Thou shouldst performe to me but ah false hope Now ruthful wretched king what resteth thee Wilt thou now liue wasted with miserie Wilt thou now liue that with these eies didst see Thy daughter dead wilt thou now liue to see Her funerals that of thy life was stay Wilt thou now liue that wast her liues decay Shal not this hand reach to this heart the stroke Mine armes are not so weake nor are my limmes So feebled with mine age nor is my heart So daunted with the dread of cowardice But I can wreake due vengeance on that head That wrought the means these louers now be dead Iulio come neare and lay thine own right hand Vpon my thigh now take thine oath of me Iul. I sweare to thee my liege Lord to discharge What euer thou enioynest Iulio Tan. First then I charge thee that my daughter haue Her last request thou shalt within one tombe Interre her Earle and her and thereupon Engraue some Royall Epitaph of love That done I swear thee thou shalt take my corps Which thou shalt find by that time done to death And lay my bodie by my daughters side Sweare this sweare this I say Iul. I sweare But will the king do so vnkingly now Tan. A kingly deed the king resolues to doe Iul. To kil himselfe Tan. To send his soule to ease Iul Doth Ioue command it Tan. Our stars cōpell it Iul. The wiseman ouerrules his stars Tan. So we Iul Vndaunted should the minds of kings indure Tan. So shal it in this resolution Iulio forbeare and as thou louest the king When thou shalt see him weltring in his gore Stretching his limmes and gasping in his grones Then Iulio set to thy helping hand Redouble stroke on stroke and driue the stab Down deeper to his heart to rid his soule Now stand aside stir not a foote least thou Make vp the fourth to fill this Tragedie These eyes that first beheld my daughters shame These eyes that longed for the ruthful sight Of her Earles heart these eyes that now haue seene His death her woe and her auenging teene Vpon these eyes we must be first auenged Vnworthy lamps of this accursed lump Out of your dwellings so it fits vs thus In bloud and blindnes to goe seeke the path That leadeth down to euerlasting night Why frighst thou dastard be thou desperate One mischiefe brings another on his neck As mighty billowes tumble in the seas Now daughter seest thou not how I amerce My wrath that thus bereft thee of thy loue Vpon my head now fathers learn by me Be wise be warnde to vse more tenderly The iewels of your ioyes Daughter

these desires Lucr. She craues the right that nature chalengeth Tan. Tell her the king commaundeth otherwise Lucr. The kings cōmandment alwais should be iust Tan. What ere it be the kings commaund is iust Lucr. Iust to commaund but iustlie must he charge Tanc. He chargeth iustlie that commands as king Lucr. The kings command concerns the body best Tan. The king commands obedience of the minde Luc. That is exempted by the law of kinde Tan. That law of kind to children doth belong Luc, In due obedience to their open wrong Tan. I then as king and father will commaund Luc. No more then may with right of reason stand Tan. Thou knowest our minde resolue her depart Returne the chase we haue beene chac'd enough Tancred returneth into his pallace leaueth the hunt Luc. He cannot heare anger hath stopt his eares And ouer-loue his iudgement hath decaide Ah my poore Neece I shrewdly feare thy cause Thy iust complaint shall neuer be relieu'd Gismunda commeth alone out of her chamber Scaena 3. Gis. BY this I hope my aunt hath mou'd the king And knows his mind makes return to me To end at once all this perplexitie Lo where she stands Oh how my trembling heart In doubtfull thoughts panteth within my brest For in her message doth relie my smart Or the sweet quiet of my troubled minde Luc. Neece on the point you lately willed me To treat of with the king in your behalfe I brake euen now with him so farre till he In sodain rage of griefe ere I scarce had My tale out tolde praid me to stint my suite As that from which his minde abhorred most And well I see his fansie to refute Is but displeasure gainde and labor lost So firmely fixed stands his kingly will That til his body shal be laid in graue He will not part from the desired sight Of your presence which silder he should haue If he had once allied you againe In marriage to any prince or peere This is his finall resolution Gis. A resolution that resolues my bloud Into the Ice-sie drops of Lethes flood Luc. Therefore my counsel is you shall not sturre Nor further wade in such a case as this But since his will is grounded on your loue And that it lies in you to saue or spill His old fore-wasted age you ought t' eschew The thing that greeues so much his crazed heart And in the state you stand content your selfe And let this thought appease your troubled mind That in your hands relies your fathers death Or blisfull life and since without your sight He cannot liue nor can his thoughts indure Your hope of marriage you must then relent And ouer-rule these fond affections Least it be said you wrought your fathers end Gis. Deare Aunt I haue with patient eares indurde The hearing of my fathers hard behest And since I see that neither I my selfe Nor your request can so preuaile with him Nor anie sage aduice perswade his mind To grant me my desire In willing wise I must submit me vnto his command And frame my heart to serue his maiestie And as I may to driue awaie the thoughts That diuersly distract my passions Which as I can I le labour to subdue But sore I feare I shall but toile in vaine Wherein good Ant I must desire your paine Luc. What lies in me by comfort or aduice I shall discharge with all humilitie Gismund and Lucre depart into Gismunds chamber Chorus primus Who markes our former times and present yeres What we are now and lookes what we haue bin He cannot but lament with bitter teares The great decay and change of all women For as the world wore on and waxed olde So vertue quaild and vice began to grow So that that age that whilome was of golde Is worse than brasse more vile than yron now The times were such that if we ought beleeue Of elder daies women examples were Of rare vertues Lucre disdaind to liue Longer then chast and boldly without feare Tooke sharpe reuenge on her inforced heart With her owne hands for that it not withstood The wanton will but yeelded to the force Of proud Tarquin who bought hir fame with blood Chor. 2. Queene Artemissa thought an hepe of stones Although they were the wonder of that age A worthlesse graue wherein to rest the bones Of her deare Lord but with bold courage She dranke his heart and made her louely breast His tombe and failed not of wifely faith Of promist loue and of her bound behest Vntill she ended had her daies by death Vlysses wife such was her stedfastnesse Abode his slow returne whole twentie yeeres And spent her youthfull daies in pensiuenes Bathing her widdowes bed with brinish teares Chor. 3 The stout daughter of Cato Brutus wife Portia When she had heard his death did not desire● Longer to liue and lacking vse of knife A most strange thing ended her life by fire And eat whot burning coales O worthy dame O vertues worthy of eternall praise The floud of Lethe cannot wash out thy fame To others great reproach shame and dispraise Chor. 4 Rare are those vertues now in womens mind Where shall we seeke such iewels passing strange Scarse can you now among a thousand finde One woman stedfast all delight in change Marke but this princesse that lamented here Of late so sore her noble husbands death And thought to liue alone without a pheare Behold how soone she changed hath that breath I thinke those Ladies that haue liu'd to fore A mirror and a glasse to women kinde By those their vertues they did set such store That vnto vs they none bequeath'd behinde Els in so many yeeres we might haue seene As vertuous as euer they haue beene Chor. 1 Yet let not vs maydens condemne our kinde Because our vertues are not all so rare For we may freshly yet record in minde There liues a virgin one without compare Who of all graces hath her heauenly share In whose renowme and for whose happie daies Let vs record this Paean of her praise Cantant Finis Actus 2. Per Hen No. Actus 3. Scaena 1. Cupid SO now they feel what lordly loue can d that proudly practise to deface his nam Invaine they wrastle with so fierce a foe of little sparkes arise a blazing flame By small occasions loue can kindle heate and wast the Oken brest to cinder dust Gismund I haue entised to forget her widdowes weedes and burne in raging lust T was I enforst her father to denie her second marriage to any peere T was I allur'd her once againe to trie the sower sweetes that Louers buy too deere The Countie Palurin a man right wise a man of exquisite perfections I haue like wounded with her pearsing eyes and burnt her heart with his reflections These two shall ioy in tasting of my sweete to make them proue more feelingly the greefe That bitter brings for when their ioyes shall fleete their dole shal be increast without releefe Thus