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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A59332	Pastor fido, or, The faithful shepherd a pastoral, as it is acted at the Duke's Theatre.	Settle, Elkanah, 1648-1724.; Fanshawe, Richard, Sir, 1608-1666.; Guarini, Battista, 1538-1612. Pastor fido.	1677 (1677)	Wing S2706; ESTC R17055	40,219	76

That I may dye a thousand times a day Corisc. How fares your Love Mirtillo since you came From your dear charming Ny mph Curse on the Name asid●… Mirt. As one who in a violent Feaver cast And is forbidden Liquor longs to tast Which got he greedily sets to his mouth And th●…s he quenches Life but cannot Drouth Corisc. Love over us no pow'r can e're receiv●… But what our slavish selves Mirtillo give When by his fond desires mans soul is brought So poorly to be fetter'd to one thought Love quickly Tyrannizes in his Breast And straight grows up a Master from a Guest Mirt. Should not one Thought fill up Mirtilloes heart Is her●… a Beauty to deserve but part Corisc. How weak how ill a bargain foolish Swain You make to exchange kindness for disdain Mirt. The Cruelty of Beauty does refine A Lovers Faith as fire the golden Mine Where were the Sacred Loyalty of Love If charming Women did not Tyrants prove Corisc. Oh wretched and unhappy those in whom That foolish Idol Constancy finds room Come rouze Mirtillo know your nobler parts Look out you cannot want a thousand hearts Mirt. Though scorn'd and hated I had rather fall Her dying Victim than command 'em all Corisc. Oh horrour how he tortures me aside No doubt You are possest with some kind f●…attering thought That though an outward Scorn she 's pleas'd to show Like burning Mountains cover'd o're with Snow There 's heat within Enchanted Dreamer no. Mirt. These are but Trophies of my constant Love By which I 'le Tryumph o're the Gods above O're Men below my Torments and her Hate O're Fortune and the World o're Death and Fate Corisc. Wonder of Constancy If this Man knew How much he 's loved by her what would he do aside Mirtillo were you e're in Love before Mirt. Her and her only can my soul adore Corisc. Then it should seem your Heart was never laid But at the Feet of some disdainful Maid Oh that 't had been thy chance but once to be In Love with one that 's gentle curteous free Try that a little try it and thou 'lt find How sweet it is to meet with one that 's kind How pleasant 't is to have thy Mrs. twine About thy Neck and her sighs eccho thine And after say my Joy All that I have All that I am and thy desires can crave At thy Devotion is If I am fair For thee I 'm fair for thee I deck this hair This Face this Bosom from this Breast of mine I turn'd out my own heart to harbour thine Mirt. Happy 's the man that 's born under a Star So fortunate Corisc. Dull Swain a Nymph as fair As the proud'st she that curles and spreads to th'Ayr Her Beauteous Tresses worthy of thy Love As thou of hers The Honour of this Grove Love of all hearts by every worthier Swain In vain solicited adored in vain Does Love thee only and thee only prize More than her Life and for that Love she dyes Mirt. If such a Nymph there be conceal her Name To all my other Tortures add not shame Let me not know she suffers for my sake And blush to think I no return can make Corisc. How ever try what kindness is tast both Mirt. Distemper'd Pallats all sweet things do loath Corisc. Uncharitable Youth art not thou poor And cant'st thou beat a Beggar from thy door Mirt. What Alms can Beggars give Alas I 've Sworn Allegiance and a Traytor cannot turn Corisc. Blind Youth who is it thou art constant to I am unwilling to add Woe to Woe But can I see thee Cheated and Betray'd Her Honour sold thy Sighs her pass-time made And yet not speak No doubt but you suppose This Cruelty from her strict Vertue grows Thou art abused that tiresome Vanity Call'd Innocence she has long since laid by Mirt. And can your profanation swell so high Corisc. You 'l not believe Mirt. Believe thee Corisc. Then go on In wilfull Ignorance and be undone Mirt. Oh Torture I must dye if this be true Corisc. No live dull Man and thy Revenge pursue And though I know it will your heart-strings tear Her falsehood I must speak and you must hear Then to convince you see you yonder Cave That is your Mrs. Faith and Honours Grave In short there oft a base-born Shepheard warms Thy Virtuous Amaryllis in his Arms. There she her Bliss her Life her Heav'n does find The Ivy to the Oak's not half so kind Now go and sigh and whine and constant prove To that kind Nymph that thus rewards thy Love Mirt. Ah me Corisca dost thou tell me true And is it fit I should believe thee too Corisc. Truth is I did not see it but thou may'st And 〈◊〉 for she her word has past To 〈◊〉 there this very hour But hide Thy self beneath this shady Hedges side And thou shalt see her enter into th'Cave And after her her happy amorous Slave Mirt. So quickly must I dye Corisc. See I have spyed Her coming down already by the side O' th' Temple Mark how guiltily she moves Her stealing pace betraying their stolne Loves To mark the sequel do you here remain And afterwards we two will meet again Exit Mirt. Since the discovery of the Truth 's so near With my Belief I will my Death defer Enter Amaryllis Amar. I from the Temple come as light as Ayre How much Heav'n listens to a Virgins prayer I kneel'd and pray'd and strait I felt me-thought Another soul into my body sho●… Which whisper'd fear not Amaryllis go Securely on Yes and I will do so Heav'n guiding me Fair Queen of Love befriend Her who on thee for succour does depend Thou that as Queen in the third Orb doest shine If e're thou selt'st thy Sons flames pitty mine An humbler Votaress ne're kneelt before thy Shrine Securely Enter oh Mirtillo oh Goes into the Cave Mirtillo could'st thou dream for what I go Mirt. I wake and see what I could wish t' have been Born without Eyes that I might not have seen Or rather not to have been born curst Fate Why hast thou thus prolong'd my Lifes sad Date To bring me to this killing Spectacle Mirtillo more tormented than in Hell Dye then Mirtillo dye How dye and give The Traytor leave my Ruine to out-live You that enjoy my spoyls who e're you are Since I must fall shall my Destruction share Back to my Covert then I will repair And when the Villain shall approach he dyes But is 't not base to kill him by surprize What if her Wrongs I openly should right That would proclaim the cause for which we fight Dye basely then thou base Adulterer That hast slain me and hast dishonour'd her I but the blood may if I kill him here The Murder show and that the Murderer What need I care Yes but the Murther know●… Betrays the cause for which the Murder 's done But her staind blood has not so quencht my flame I 'de kill

mere sragments of the sight Or thoughts of the past day reviv'd at night Man's Doom and the great Oracles of Heav'n Are never by such feeble voyces given In short how Heav'n has destined to dispose Of our two Children neither of us knows But this is clear to both of us thine flyes And against Natures Laws does Love despise Mont. Take courage Titiro do not debase Your thoughts with mortal fears but nobly place Your hopes above Heav'n favours a strong Faith And a faint Prayer ne're climbs that Arduous Path. Our Childrens Pedegree you know's Divine And Heav'n that smiles on all will surely sh●…ne On its own Progeny Come Titiro Together to the Temple let us go And humbly bow to the Eternal Throne Victims and Prayers have pow'r if Dreams have none And thou high mover of the O●…bs that ridest The Starry Region with thy Wisdom guidest Their Course look down upon our tottering state And reconcile Disdain and Love with Fate Exeunt SCENE the Second Enter Ama●…yllis Amar. Riches what are they but our freedoms snares What boots it in the Spring-time of ones years To have the Attributes of fair and good In mortall Veins to lock Celestial blood If with all these our hearts Cont●…ment lose And what we most desire want pow'r to choose Happy that Shepherdess whom ●…ome course stuff Obscurely Cloaths yet clean and just enough Rich only in her self and in the best And noblest Ornaments of Nature drest Whose narrow state no forreign Cares distress Her Bosom and her little World at peace Who in sweet Poverty no want does know Nor the Distractions which from Riches grow Yet whatsoever may suffice the mind In that Estate abundantly does-find One Fountain is her Looking-glass her Drink And Bath and if she 's pleas'd what others think It matters not She heeds not blazing Stars That threaten mighty Ones Wars or no Wars It is all one to her Her Battlement And Shield is that she 's Poor Poor but content Enter Corisca. Cor. Beyond my wish I'm favourd by my Fate Heav'ns must I be Mirtillos Advocate Oh kind Ergasto a more pleasing task Thou could'st not grant nor could Corisca ask aside Under the Name of Amaryllis Friend I have fit means and safe to work my end Amar. Corisca Coris My dear Amaryllis here Amaryll Yes kind Corisca all that 's left of her I 'm to be Married all that once was mine My freedom and my heart all that was thine My friendship and my smiles are ours no more They are all seiz'd by a commanding Pow'r Corisc. Do not with needless fears disturb your peace Why must your freedom and our friendship cease There 's no such Fetters no such dangers wait Upon the sweet and happy Marryed state Amar. Happy and Sweet Alass Corisc. Why do you fetch That ●…igh Leave sighing to that Wretch Amar. What Wretch Corisc. Mirtillo Amar. What of him Oh that blest Name aside Corisc. Only I have saved his Life Amar. His Life How came His Life in danger Cor. By his dispair for you That hour he first your fatal Contract knew The k●…lling sound no doubt had mortal prov'd Had not my kindness half his pain remov'd By promising to break this Match which though I only said to comfort him I know The way if need were Amar. Dear Corisca speak Can thy kind help this cruel Gordian break Corisc. Yes easily Amar. My better Angel how Cor. By Heav'n she loves him and my fears are true Aside To break this Marriage off if you would please T' assist me is a thing I 'de do with ease Amar. Unkind Corisca had you in your pow'r This blessing and conceal'd it till this hour Well though you hide your secrets yet take mine Know when I think I must my heart resign And all my Life be subject to a Boy That hates me and does place his only joy In Woods in Beasts in Dogs and Hunts-mens crys That thought to my wrack'd soul all Peace denys Why was I born of Heav'nly race for this Happy that poor and humble Shepherdess Who has not half my weighty Cares to keep Her heart awake who feeds her Master's Sheep With the pearld grass and with her lovely eyes Some honest Swain that for her Beauty dyes Not such as Men or Gods choose to her hand But such as Love did to her choyce commend And in some favour'd shady mirtle Grove Desires and is desired and lives all Love This only is true Bliss which till the breath Deserts the body knows not what is Death Would Heav'n had made me such a one Coris Why that I 'le wish to save you 't is not yet too late Amar. Not late My Faith I have already given Both to my Father and what 's worse to Heav'n And break with them I neither will nor may But if your Industry can find a way T' unty this Knot so that my Honesty My Faith my Fame and my Religion be Preserved how blest how proud Cor. Leave it to me Coriscas Glory and her pow'r this day In all their colours shall their Pride display But when from an ill Husband thou art freed May not an honest Lovers hopes succeed Mirtillo you must Love you shall nay mo●…e Must give him leave to see you and adore Amar. ' swere better he 'd in peace and silence rest And root so vain a love out of his Breast Coris Some comfort you shall give him e're he dye Am. Half favours do but heighten misery Coris If they do so the seeking is his own Amar. And what must I expect should it be known Coris How Cowardly thou art Amar. And may I still Be Cowardly in any thing that 's ill Coris And can you fail me in this small request Farewell so may I fail thee in the rest Amar. Oh stay Corisca. Coris If you 'l promise me To hear Mirtillo Amar. Well I 'le promise thee To hear him but provided it may be But once Coris But once Amaryl And that he may not know We meet with my consent or knowledg Coris No You cannot think I 'le be so indiscr●…et I 'le make him think 't is by my plot you meet Trust to my care your safety in my hand Your faithful Creatures pow'r and Life command Amar. Farewell kind Maid Exit Coris Believing Fool farewell Yes trust me I will serve thee but as Hell Serves Sinners I will lead her fairly on Till past Redemption lost she is undone She Loves Mirtillo And Rivalship enflames me to that height That now I love him at that senseless rate That for his sake I 'de startle at no crime Nay I could e'ne turn Fool and Marry him Enter Sylvano rushing from behind the Seene and catches her Oh Amaryllis I am caught I am caught Stay and assist me Sylv. No she hears thee not Thou Mrs. in the art of making Lyes That sell'st false looks false hopes at such a price With honesty stampt on thy haughty brow None of thy falsehoods shall deceive

Hunting spill your precious blood Dor. Alas I would forgive him if he ●…nou'd Since unkind Sylvio from my Love does flye Young though I am I 'm Old enough to dye Exeun●… The End of the Second Act. ACT the Third Enter Amaryllis with a Train of Shepherdess who enter Singing Song WHy does the foolish World mistake And Loves dull praises sing so loud What idle Subjects must they make Who choose a blind and Childish Boy their God What dearer Joys our Freedom brings Whilst the wing'd Quire on every bough Charm'd with our Bliss in Consort sings And Night and Day our harmless pleasures view Chor. 'T is Shame and the Night Loves folly does cover And only the Bat and Schreich-Owl that hover About the dark Windows of a drowzy dull Lover The Song ended they Dance which done they go off singing and Corisca enters and stays Amaryllis Manent only Corisc. and Amar. Cor. I Must go speak to him or he 'l not stir To her faint-hearted Swain what do you fear Calling to Mirtillo Enter Mirtillo Mirt. I would approach her but dare move no nigher How near to Impotence is strong desire Corisc. Make hast or she is lost Amar. What do I view Mirt. Stay If this action to thy scorn be due Behold the Weapon and the Breast holding his Dagger to his Breast Amar. Thou hast Deserved that Sentence thy rash tongue has past What cause bold man could thy presumption move To interrupt my sost Retirements Mirt. Love Amar. Love is not rude Mirt. Can it be rudeness when I kneel before That dear Celestial Creature I adore Is it a Crime t' approach what we admire Do but observe fair Nymph how the wing'd Quire Each wandring Bird flyes over Woods and Groves To mix its Ayr●…s with the dear Mate it loves And what their Loves and weaker sense has done Should dastard Man the Lord of Reason shun Amar. And is this Love Did Love your soot-steps steer Prayers not surprizes would have brought you here Mirt. As a wilde Beast enraged with want of Food Rushes on Travellers from out the Wood. So I that only live on thy fair Eyes Since that lov'd Food thy Cruelty denys On my fair Prey a Ravenous Lover seize To my long famisht Love the only ease My Passion and my Fears were lo●…g at strife And 't was a stratagem to save a Life Amar. Alas you persecute me but in vain What is it you can ask or hope t' obtain Mirt. Once ere I dye to hear me Amar. Well Sir that Boon I grant But this before Say little quickly part and come no more Mirt. Then that I love thee more than I do love My Life if thou doubt'st Cruel ask this Grove Each st●…pid Rock each Mountain which so of●… I by the voyce of my Complaints made sof●… Behold these Flowers that make the Earth so proud Those Stars which naile the Firmament The crowd Of Nights bright Gems attest my high desires They 've all been witness of my restless fires To the adored bright Beautys of those Eyes My soul with all her wing'd affections flyes But since you bid me say but little I Shall say but little saying that I dye And shall do less in dying since I see How mu●…h my death is cove●…ed by Thee Yet when I 'm Dead You 'l pitty what to Live you can't permit Must those bright Stars which my Loves Torches lit Light too my Funeral Tapers and fore run As once my rising now my setting Sun Amar. What shall I say I cannot speak aside Mirt. Fair Saint Have you no sense of my too just Complaint Have you no Pitty speak what have I done This Fate to merit Must I talk alon●… Say something Cruel Nymph Amar. What should I say You know I must not answer you your way Mirt. Say dye at least if nothing else you 'l say Amar. That honest pitty I may gra●…t you have Other it is in vain to hope or crave For amorous pitty you must ne're implore From her who has given away all that before But if you love me and have told me true Love my good Name my Life and Honour too You seek Impossibles I am a Ward To Heav'n Earth watches me and my reward If I transgress is Death But most of all Virtue defends me Sir your hea●…t recall On barren Rocks none but th' unhappy fall And 't is the part of Vi●…tue to abstain From what we love if it will prove our bane Mirt. He that no longer can resist must yield Amar. Where Virtue reigns all passio●…s quit the field Mirt. Love tryumphs over Virtue Amar. Let that man That cannot what he will will what he can Mirt. Necessity of Loving has no Law Amar. But effects cease when Causes do with draw I 'le see you then no more Mirt. Oh stay your form 's fixt here In vain we flye what we about us bear There is no Cure but that which Death affords Amar. Death Let me speak then and be sure these words Be as a Charm to you Although I know When Lovers talk of dying it does show Rather an amorous custom of the tongue Then a r●…solve of mind continuing long Yet if in earnest you should ever take So strange a frenzy know that when you make Your self away you murder my Fame too Live then is you do love me and adieu Mirt. And must I live for ever in despair Doom'd to a Life that is not worth my care Amar. Mirtillo 't is high time you went away You have already made too long a stay Be gon and let your griefs not grow too strong Of hopeless Lovers there 's a numerous throng There is no wound but carryes with it pain And there are others who of Love complain Mirt. How can I leave you Amar. Why Sir should you stay You know my heart 's already given away You know I 'm to be Marryed Sir yet still Oh Heav'ns I 'de like t' have said against my will aside Be gone be gone For should he longer stay aside I shall the weakness of my soul betray Mirt. Why must I flye so sast from all that 's dear Amar. Should but the Nymphs return a●…d find you here This place they hold so sacred that they 'd tear You Limb from Limb The Thracian Nymphs ne're tore And Murder'd Orpheus so on Hebrus shore Mirt. Is that a fear should drive Mirtillo hence What if the place be sacred the offence Proceeds from Love and Love is sacred too They could not hurt the Slave that dyes for you Amar. He has staid too long his presence has such pow'r aside My Father I expect this very hour And if he find you here I shall pull down A Nations anger and a Fathers frown Sir for my safety go Mirt. That word alone could force Me hence but can I suffer this Divorce And yet not dye the pangs of death I 'm sure I feel and all that parting souls endure Exit Amar. Mirtillo oh Mirtill●… couldst thou

her Heaven but if I pray too late If Faith on Earth the Gods above regard With Constellations and with Crowns reward No common Coronet's reserv'd for thee In Heav'n in Hell no common pains for me Exeunt The End of the Fourth Act. ACT the fifth SCENE the Temple of Diana Amaryllis appears bound with Guards of Shepherds attending with a Heads-man and an Axe Enter to her Mirtillo who kneels to her Amar. MIrtill●… rise this posture does not fit My dying state And though our Sex admit Such humble Tribute in their Pomp and Pride Now I must lay that Vanity aside Mirt. If so much Innocence must bleed and all sh' unaiding Gods can see such Virtue fall Where all my Vows and all my Prayers are due Be not offended if thus low I bow You are a part of Heav'n and 't is my Duty now Amar. Mirtillo do not chide me when I own I grieve in death we two must part so soon Mirt. Oh my charm'd Ears dear Excellence go on Amar. Had Life been mine I h●…d kept this secret hid But Modestys strict Laws sure can't ●…orbid To own my kindness now Yet if it be A fault my dear Mirtillo to impart The tender secrets of a dying heart I shall be quickly punisht for my sin That Tongue that utters it ne're speaks agin And you 'l soon see in Scarlet currents flow That blood that blushes when I tell you so Mirt. What divine Raptures from this sweetness flow But after all these blessings must you dye Never was happiness wound up so high To break so soon Amar. Since I have gone thus far I can't but let you all my weakness hear By a feign'd Plot the false Corisca laid Into that fatal Cave I was betray'd To have found Sylv●…o false and enter'd in By the just forfeit of his Faithless sin To break the Fetters I was doom'd to wear And so recall my Vows to pay 'em here Mirt. Now t' all this dazeling kindness hear From me the barbarous return I made I too was to that fatal Cave betray'd I saw you enter in and my blind Jealousie By false Coris●…as Arts was rais'd so high That my Accurst misguided soul had fram'd Those black and hideous thoughts for which 't is da●…'d I went to find a Base-born Shepherd there Divinely good and excellently fair Now judge if in the race of man there be A Devil such as I or Saint like thee Amar. Mirtillo 't was unkind 't was much unkind Mirt. Is that the harshest name that you can find Why was I made the Monster of Man-kind Suspect such Innocence such goodness doubt No Infidel but I durst harbour such a thought Just Heav'n by your wing'd Lightning let me burn And fall a Funeral Taper at her Urn. Amar. Hold unkind Sir Mirt. Let me go on What Curse too great can be For that Infernal Slave that Murders thee Amar. As I ●…orgive you Sir and may Heav'n too No sarther this unpleasing style pur●…ue Mirt. Must I be silent then Amar. Yes Sir you shall To our unhappy Stars impute my fall Mirt. Oh Miracle of Goodness Amar. And if e're You truely Loved let your calm looks appear This as I 'm dying sure you can't deny 'T is worse to bear your horrours than to dye Mirt. Divinest of thy Sex thou art obey'd I 'le summon all my Courage to my aid Enter Corisca. Corisca here Corisc. The Priest within and the chief Ministers Are feasting Heav'n with Sacrifice and Pray'rs The place is sa●…e and I may speak Her Guards Keep distance and I shall not be o're-heard Mirt. Dares thy Accursed Face Corisc. What dismal Prologue 's there aside No Sir it is my kindness brings me here I come to save her Life Mirt. Wilt thou protect her Life and clear her Fame Cor. I will Mirt. Then I 'le raise Altars to thy Name Corisc. When I betray'd you Mirt. I forgive the sin Name it no more thou art all white agen Save but her Life and in immortal Charms I 'le Live for ever Corisc. Hold. Not in her Arms. Mirt. What do I hear Corisc. Unseal your blinded Eyes I am that Nymph who for Mirtillo dyes And once my Rivals Murder had design'd But thanks to Heav'n I 've chang'd that bloody mind The Guilt 's all gone but yet the Love remains Mirtillo if in pitty to my pains You can be moved by a sad Virgins Prayer To save my Life by killing my Despair Your hand to me before this Altar give And Amaryllis for that Grace shall live Amar. Oh horrour what a killing sound is here Corisc. Nor for her safety think you pay so dear I rob you Sir of nothing She can ne're Be Yours the Bars that Destiny has thrown Betwixt your Loves have your vain hopes undone Amar. By her false Accusations let me dye If nothing but your Love my Life can buy That mighty sum do not too Prodigally pay That hour that takes Mirtilloes heart away My Death begins Then let it gently come Let me not sink in Tortures to my Tomb. Corisc. Oh my wrack'd heart Mirt. Oh my transported soul Was ever Love so true Corisc. Was ever Fool So Idle Yes embrace thy amorous Prize Fill thy fond Arms and glut thy greedy Eyes But know in one half hour thy darling dyes Mirt. Infernal Fiend Forgive me Angel was the word I meant Kneels to Corisca. Save but her Life and be my Tutelar Saint Enter Montano Ergasto Linco and several Shepherds and Priests in Procession singing SONG Sols Sister Daughter of great Jupiter That shin'st a second Sun in the first Sphear To the blind World Thou whose Life-giving and more temp'rate ray Thy Brothers burning fury does allay Ah pitty thy Arcadia and that rage Thou dost in others in thy self asswage Mirt. Once more your sacred Voyces all Unite And once agen invoke the Queen of Night Second SONG Where 's artless Innocence and guiltless Loves If they are Banisht the Arcadian Groves Fair Cynthia though late Pitty the Ruins of a World Create In us true Honour Virtue 's all the State Great souls should keep To these poor Cells return Which were thy Courts but now thy absence mourn From their dead sleeps awake All those Lethargick Infidels Who following their corrupted Wills Thee and the glory of the ancient World forsake Mirt. To what dire Prodigies does sin give Birth The Goddess sweats cold drops of blood the Earth Is Palsie shook the sacred Cavern houls With such unwonted sounds as tortur'd souls Send out of Graves Our blasted Victims show Our Ills too plain and our Revenge too slow Mirt. These Prodigies by angry Heav'n are sent To prove this perjur'd Beauty Innocent Mistake not Holy Sir When Justice strikes and suffering Criminals dye The Gods look smiling and serene their Sky These horrors all from Innocent blood arise Heaven's only Clouded when the guiltless dyes Corisc. How guiltless would she were Then these chast Groves Had never been profaned with impious Loves Her Insamy had