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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A01772	Argalus and Parthenia· as it hath been acted at the court before their Maiesties: and at the Private-House in Drury-Lane, by their Maiesties Servants. By Hen. Glapthorne.	Glapthorne, Henry.; Sidney, Philip, Sir, 1554-1586. Arcadia.	1639 (1639)	STC 11908; ESTC S103124	26,891	60

thy selfe or else resolve to shew Thy selfe no more but like an Owle by night Or keep thy ill-favourd countenance to affright Wolves from our sheep Come lovers now 't is time To celebrate our joyes which then renew When proofe has seal'd our fancies pure and true Exeunt Stre. Now doe I perceive my selfe an errant asse and could hang my selfe in earnest were I sure but to dy in jest for 't these wenches are shee-furies and I hope in time to see them grow so abominably ugly that they may hate them for to say truth These women are mere Weather-cocks And change their minds more than their smocks Have hearts as hard as stony rocks And toungs that lie worse than false clocks By which they catch men like Jacks in a box And so with my curses I leave them Exit Enter Philarchus Amphialus Phil. 'T would be the safest way my Lord and which Would best suit with your honour be a means To gaine faire Philoclea Amphi. That blest name Charmes me to adoration O my Lord Philoclea's love is like a mine of wealth Guarded by watchfull Dragons there attend Legions of feares and unrelenting thoughts On the unvalued treasure Phi. I could wish you would expresse a more indulgent care Towards yourselfe you see the angry King Griev'd for his daughters and Zelmanes losse Attempts what ever may invade your life I shall endevour your reconcilement with him but my Lord Farewell I know you wait some opposite I wish Your actions crown'd with a deserv'd successe Exit Phi. Amphialus Thus honest Lord engages my observance how my fate Plays the sly tyrant with me and involves My thoughts in killing passions flames meet flames With equall resolution and contend Like Cadmus earth-borne brothers to destroy Each other by their fury feare kils hope But a new rising from the former urne Takes vengeance on the murd'rer wretched I Live as to live were every houre to die Enter Sapho Aminta Florida in mourning Parthenia after A most sad apparition suiting well The inward horror of my mind this Knight Sure should not be my enemy he fights Under my very colours Noble youth If what your outward figure speake does chalenge Relation to your mind I see no cause We should indanger our mortalities In this infortunate quarrell there appeares So great an outward sympathy it tels My soule wee should not combat Parth. Teach your feares This fruitlesse hope I come not hither arm'd With resolution big as Fate to part O'recome with aeyry treaties sooner thinke To charme the Genius of the world to peace When earthquakes have affrighted it than with Well-worded eloquence to decline the height Of my wak'd wrath Amph. Sir you promise An Early conquest o're me but there rests In mee a manly pitty would not staine My conquering hands in your too innocent bloud I would not have your vertue gentle youth Be like a toward Cedar overwhelm'd By an outragious tempest blasted ere It come to full growth if for honors Cause And to atcheive fame you attempt my life Let me desire you to employ your force On some lesse fortunate Warrier I am loath To triumph in the guiltlesse spoiles of your Yet blooming honor Par. Read thy friends this dialect of cowardise Know to incense thee more I 'me one that hate Thy deare Philoclea with so dire a spight That I pronounce her one who lives upon The spoile of innocent vertue that has caus'd Guiltlesse effusion of more Noble bloud Than ever fill'd hers or your baser veines Amph. Then I see you come to raile and must chastise the wrong You do inflict on her whose spotlesse soule Is so much ignorant of the least guilt It understands it not recant this wrong Opinion of her purity and leave off To wake an anger that had rather sleepe Than rise to hurt you Part. I see then I must adde New truths to affright your cowardise Your mistris Is the decay of more fame-worthy soules Than she has hayrs or vaine bewitching looks T' inthrall your wanton passion on your heart My sword shall write this for a serious truth And underneath it that unworthy lie You have pronounc'd in justifying her free From my just affirmation Amp. Feinds could never have so incens'd me Fight Her Helmet fals off Blesse me sure some Angel's entred Into armes against my unworthy selfe Those golden locks surely are Pallas head-tyre or the Queen Of Love has masqued her selfe in Mars his shape So to betray my lucklesse arme to slaughter Of the worlds exquisite beauty Par. Now my joy Exceeds the greatest trophees Argalus Me thinks I see him riding in a chariot drawn by Doves Cut the bright firmament and there attend My wish'd ascention Amph. Some mountaine that Has stood the longest rage of time unloose Its stony roots fall on me that I never May be on earth remembred deerest Lady Looke up and let me showre a floud of teares Into your wounds distraction seaze me may I Like some black prodigy contemn'd by light Never be more distinguish'd Part. Nay my Lord Do not let passion discompose your thoughts You 've done an office for me that blots out All my conceit of hatred pray forgive me I injur'd your Philoclea arm'd for death I came to have it from that hand which slue My Argalus weepe not girles I do not need your moyst religious teares To usher me to Heaven Looke how an host Of Sainted lovers on their turtles wings Conducted by my Argalus approach To waft me to Elisium take my breath That flies to thee on the pale wings of death Argalus O Argalus Dies Amph. Can I retaine mortality and behold This impious act of my dire fate this piece Of new demolish'd Nature were it plac'd For its own Ivory figure on a Tombe Of purest Alabaster would be thought One with the stones white substance Maids convay Your Ladies body hence while I depart To find a grief out that may breake my heart Exit Amin. Haplesse Lady Let us resolve not to out-live her but Like constant servants waite upon in death Our murd'red Mistris Sapho Our poore lives cannot Redeeme her losse not pacify her ghost For her late slaughter I have compos'd An Elegy on her death and beauty heare it Happy Arabians when your Phoenix dies In a sweet pile of fragrant spiceries Out of the ashes of the Myrrhe-burn'd mother That you may still have one springs up another Vnhappy we since 't is your Phoenix nature Why could not ours our only matchlesse Creature Injoy that right why from Parthenia's urne Should not Parthenia gloriously returne O there 's a reason 't is 'cause Natures store All spent on her is now become too poore To frame her equall so that on her Herse My trembling hand shall hang this funerall verse True love and beauty none can boast to have They both are buried in Parthenia's grave Who was loves glories beauties vertues pride With her love glory vertue beauty dyde Now girles Strow flowers upon the body while our teares Imbalme her memory and what ever eares Shall heare this story may with Justice say None lov'd like Argalus and Parthenia FINIS

it doth stand Oppress'd with solitude and mournes the lacke Of noble hospitality like a widow Depriv'd of a lov'd husband I doe long To see Dame Ceres crown'd with wreathes of wheat Kisse plumpe cheek'd Bacchus there in daily feasts To view my table furnish'd with such guests As would esteem 't no trouble to adorne it A yeare or two together and there finde No entertainment like a bounteous minde Exeunt Scena secunda Enter Parthenia with a Lute Exit Enter Demagoras This way she went I followed her thorow the grove of Cypresse to this Bower she cannot be farre off Exit Song Parthenia within Parth. O Argalus Enter Demagoras It was her voyce Parthenia's voyce she nam'd Her minion Argalus that sound though cloth'd In the inchanting accents of her breath Was harsh as Screech-owles or the Whislers notes And shall be fatall to her as the straines The Syrens dancing on the peacefull Seas Bestow on wretched Mariners Come forth Drags out Parth. Imploy your airie numbers on your owne Proud beauties Epitaph Parth. What meanes my Lord This rude intrusion on my retir'd thoughts How dare you hand me thus Uncivill man Forbeare this boldnesse Demag. Perswade me to 't When you can sing the world into a sleepe Or tame wilde lightning with a teare you 'd best Try if the passing sweetnesse of your tunes Can like the voyce of Magick charme my rage To pity or bring Argalus to your rescue Would he were here and arm'd with sulphurous clouds Like Iove imbracing Semele in fire This hand should snatch thee from his circular flames To my revenge inforce him to behold Helplesse the present ruines of thy beauty Parthe. Your threats cannot affright me I defenc'd With mine owne innocence feare not your malice Should it invade my life your foule intent Will like an arrow shot upright descend On your owne head But pray declare my Lord Why you thus riot on my guiltlesse selfe If 'cause I cannot love you I will die That causes Martyr Demag. Die your Fates reserve you Not to so brave a period as death From my great hand I 'le stick on thee a shame Worse than the poore deprivall of thy life Such as will kill thee daily with conceit Of thy unequall'd misery Parth. Perhaps He does intend my ravishment My Lord Mischiefe I see in your distracted looks Pretended to my purity Oh doe not Murder mine honour I 'le resigne my breath With freedome to your fury Surely Sirs A virgins gore sooner than blood of kids Will mollifie your heart of Adamant To a soft fleshie substance Demag. Doe not prate Nor with loud clamours fill the wood nor question What my intent is Though you had not lov'd me You need not in contempt have throwne your heart On that effeminate Argalus that wrong Fills my vast soule with horrour and invites My active thoughts to a severe revenge Since he whom I can name but in contempt Usurps my lawfull priviledge otherwise The injury with patience had been borne Revenges cause is an immediate scorne Exeunt Enter Strephon Clitophon Sapho Aminta Clito. Gentle Aminta heare me Amint. Have you done Winding Meander first shall straitly runne Roses in winter flourish and our flocks Weare golden fleeces in stead of woolly locks Ere Clitophon's false heart doe serious prove And entertaine the perfectnesse of love Streph. 'T is her love to me makes her slight Clitophon thus This 't is to be a handsome man I shall doat shortly seeing my lovely Physnomie in some cleare spring the Shepherds looking-glasse on my owne shadow and like Narcissus leap into the waves to embrace it Which is she among the Swains On whom the gentle Strephon dains To cast a sheeps-eye nod or wink But does her selfe immortall think Who indeed has such a face So full of a bewitching grace My head loves pillow where he does rest As safe as Magpie in her nest My forehead sweetly is bespred With Violets and Tulips blew and red The amber Couslip and the corall Rose Pretious complexion of my sweeter nose My eyes are elements from which fall showers That make my cheeks a spring of severall flowers So is my head a nose-gay growing on one stalke My body is the garden though it walk And ther 's no woman but may well To th' worst part about it smell My armes are Dragons that defend all these Now view in me living Hesperides Sapho Who looks on Strephon that will not suppose The blushing Piony growing in his nose The yellow Primrose that in woods had wont To flourish springs up in his amber front Streph. I had a face of brasse indeed should I deny this for truth shee 'l praise me shortly into the starres and then I shall for a new Planet be set i' th the Shepherds Kalender What a gull 's this Clitophon how long might he live ere he be in such favour with the Shepherdesses Why when on him they will not gaze On me they stare with much amaze And when on him as on a Clowne With lowring lookes they scowle and frowne Let gentle Strephon but vouchsafe To let them looke on him they laugh Clitoph. Oh you are pleasant Strephon Sapho say Are you as cruell as Aminta Day Loves not the Sunne-shine dearlier than my flame Is equally devoted to your name To yours Aminta joyntly Oh you two Are clearer sweeter than the morning dew Falling in May on Lillies fairer farre Than Venus Swannes or spotlesse Ermins are Which first vouchsafes me answer There does flie Immediate comfort from Aminta's eye Sapho speakes joy in smiles but Virgins here Comes beauties abstract who has no peere Enter Florida Grace me deare Florida with one blest looke Florid. Away dissembler Fishes scorne the hooke They see laid bare before them but prepare The other Shepherds hither comming are Attending on my Lady and her guests This musicke does invite us to Pans feast Enter Kalander Argalus Philarchus Castalia singing Great Pan to thee we doe confine This fleece of Wooll This bowle of Wine To father Bacchus Ceres deare This garland of the wheaten Accept Silvanus we present These fruits to thee thy bounty sent And you maids from whose each eye Winged shafts of love doe flie Doe not shame to let your feet In a countrey measure meet With these youths whose active parts Will play the theeves and steale your hearts Dance Kaland. Shepherds we owe our gratitude to your thankes Sapho Lords and Ladies thankes to all That grac'd our harmlesse festivall Exeunt Shepherds Kalan. I doe admire we wanted my faire Neece At these solemnities me thought the sports Shew'd dull without her noble Argalus My best wishes wait upon you Exit Kaland Arga. Your honours Creature I much wonder where Parthenia has bestow'd herselfe Enter Parthenia Phi. Shee cannot Be absent long see here she comes Madam you were expected here the Shepherds Did in their Pastorall presentments move Dully without your presence Why thus vail'd Extend your glorious beauty and ecclipse The emulous day