knows he how to fight unless 'i th dark Wiâ—h shadows I confess his eloquence And tongue are mighty but Pelides sword And armour were not made things to be talk'd on But worn and us'd and when you shall determine My juster claim it will be fame enough For him to boast he strove with Ajax Telamon And lost the prize due onely to my merit Ly. Now Didimus how goes Ulysses pulse Run to his Tent and fetch him some strong waters Did. This storm shakes not a leafe it had been more Honour for Ajax Telamon to have hir'd A Truâ—peter than make this noise himself Ag. Silence The Duke proceeds Aja I am asham'd And blush that I can plead so vast a marit Why am I not less honourâ—ble a cheaper Portion of woâ—â—h weigh'd in the ballance with This Rival would so croud and fill my scale His vertues like a thin and trembling vapour Would lose themselves i' th ayr or stick a Comet Upon Heavens face from whence the matter spent It would fall down the sport and scorn of Children Allow me then less valiant pinch all The Laurels from my brow that else would grow there The honour of my birth and blood must lift me Above the Competition with Ulysses My Father was Duke Telamon a name Fatal to Troy companion to Alcides Whom in the expedition to Colchos Argo was proud to bear his father Aeacus Who for his exemplary justice here Was by Eternal Patent from the Gods Made Judge of souls him Iupiter begot On fâ—ir Egina from whose womb I write My self a third from Iove But let not this Entitle me to great Achilles arms Without my interest in his blood Our fathers Grew from one royal stem I am his Kinsman And I demand in this but just inheritance In what relation of blood can then Ulysses of a strange and forfeit race Equal in fraud to his Progenitor Condemn'd to labour at the restless stone Lay claim to Achilles Arms Cal. What asleep Thersander Ther. No no I observe every word Ulysses has Said very well he was ever a good Orator Cal. You are mistaken Sir 't is Ajax pleads Ulysses has not spoke one word Th. Wast Ajax I cry you mercy it was very handsome And to the purpose in my opinion Who ever said it Ag. I intreat your silence The. With all my heart Aja It is vvonder Princes That this Dulichyan King dare bring his face Before a Sun-beam and expose that brand Of infamie the name of Coward writ In Leprous Characters upon his brow To the worlds eye Ul. How Telamon Aja Ulysses 'T is I that said it and these Kings may all Remember when most wretchedly to save Those tender limbs of yours and that warp'd face When Greece rise up one man to punish Troy Thou cowardly didst counterfeit a madness Till Palamedes pull'd that vizor off Was Ajax Telamon at that sordid posture Nay was not I the first in field and eager To engage my person in these Wars of Troy Witness thou sacred Genius of our Countrey As a curl'd youth could fly to meet a Mistris And print his fervour on her amorous lip But for his valour since let Nestor speak That good old man made not his age excuse Nor his white hairs that like a Grove of snow Shew'd what a Winter dwelt â—pon his head But flung himself on War when in the heat Of Batâ—el over-charg'd with multitudes And his horse wounded he espi'd Ulysses To whom in this distress he call'd for succour When he unworthy of his name and honours Left the old man to struggle with his dangers To whom the Gods sent ayd But here 's the justice He that dishonourably forsook his friend Met with an enemy that made him call As loud for his relief I heard that clamour And with my sword cut out my passage to thee When thou wert quaking at the enemies feet And ready to exhale thy panting soul I interposed bestrid thy coward body And took thy many deaths upon my Target I Ajax brought thee off my least of honours And saved thy wretched life Dio. This Ajax did But being done the honour 's over paid When he that did the act is Commentator Aja If thou couldst call again that time â—â—â—sses The wounds upon thee and thy fears of death When thou didst skulk behinde my shield and tremble At every lightning of a sword thy soul Would have a less ambition to contest For great Pelides Arms. Me. Ajax will carry it Aga. It will Become our prudence to expect what may Be said in answer to this accusation I have heard an Orator with that subtile method Of art and language state his Clients cause And with such captivating arguments Prevail'd on every ear it was concluded All law must be in favour of that interest But when the adverse part was heard that which Appear'd so sacred in the first relation Vanish'd and 't was the wonder of all men By what strange magick they were so deceiv'd I speak not this in prejudice of him That pleads whom we all know a man made up Of every masculine vertue but to stay Where two of so much honor are concern'd Precipitate and partial votes of merit Aâ—ax Has more to say Aja I know not how with safety of mine own I should direct your judgements to consider That after all this story of my self I do not seek these arms nor court the glory To wear em for 't is justice to pronounce They seek me Ajax and should prompt you to Bâ—lieve I onely worthily can wear ' em What hath Ulysses done he should be nam'd With Telamon we have his Chronicle He surpriz'd Râ—esus in his Tent a great And goodly act nay had the heart to kill him He snatch'd a spy up Dolon and dispatcht him To the other world a most heroick service And had the confidence to filch from Troy The dead Palladium memorable actions Fought he with Hector did he stand immov'd As I when I receiv'd upon my cask A mighty Javelin that he darted at me When you pale with the wonder of my strength Forsook your prayers and gave me from the Gods Into my own protection and at last I was not overcome but in the face Of both the Armies sent this mighty Champion Staggering home to Troy Nes. 'T was a fierce battel And Aax lost no honour Aja Had I done But this alone it might be argument To prefer Ajax lelamon before Ulysses to that armour which I'â—n thinking How he 'l become or how he dare sustain 'em Their very weight will crack his chine that Burgonet Will bring his neck in danger of a cramp In pitty of his fears discharge his hope Of so much steel he has â—he art of running 'T will much reta d his motion Are you yet Considering as doubâ—ful to distinguish us Some God convey â—hose arms up â—n the wings Of a swift winâ—iâ—â—â— he enemies camp Guard 'em with â—ll the strength and soul of Troy Let every sword mount
Will not contain one Character beside Tra. I play my self to death in flames unpittied Resolve nor look for tedious considerings If I may honourably succeed your Alworth His soul had not a purer faith to serve you If this be slighted Enter Dash the Clark Das. Help help we are all undone O Sir where is Your two handed sword Tra. Thou Messenger of Horror what 's the matter Das. The Castle is besieg'd and the Beacons burns blue Sir The Devil 's up in Arms and comes against us With the whole posse Comitatus they Will pull the house down they have broke into The base Court Heaven protect my Pia mater I did but pâ—ep out of the Garrat and One Souldier swore a huge Granado at me They cry down with the Laws and if they have not Honoria sound of wind and limb they 'll cut us Sir into Labels Would I had compounded For any leg or my left arm but now Now farewel comely Court-hand and long Dashes Do you not hear the Mandrakes what do you do Sir I 'll into the Cellar straight and bar the door And if there be no remedy e're they reach mâ— I 'll drink and dye a Martyr Tra. I am blasted stay There is a close contrivement in this Chamber Madam will you retreat and save your person This way sirrah Exeunt Dash. De' e think they will not smell us out I fear My constitution wo'not hold Souldiers within Down with the Laws custos Rotulorum Fico for Writs and Mous-Traps Enter Officers General and Fulbank Off. Make a guard Souldiers Ful. I am come Sir to see fashions Col. You finde us drudging Sir in your affairs Captain I leave him to your entertainment That face deserves a reverence Hon. 'T is the Colonel But he looks more compos'd and carries state Col. Madam Ful. And how go things my Military friends My gallant men 〈◊〉 action you are now In sprightly postures and become your selves What pitty 't is men of your noble soul Should want employment Squa. We must all acknowledge Your care of us Ful. I honour'd your profession Since I first handled Arms. Squa. What service with your favour have you seen Ful. Hot service I was knock'd down thrice and lost My beard at taking of a Fort in Finsbury And when I had my Marshal trinkets on I thought my self as brave a Macedonian As the best on e'm But where 's the Lady Mammon Col. Surprized and ever since a Prisoner He is not worth my passion this room Has in your presence a protection I take your word you wo'not quit the place Wiâ—hout your servants knowledge Madam but If the slie Enemy of your honour think By obscuring his base head to fly our Justice When you are safe I 'll fire the house upon him Das. Here herâ— we are fire fire Tra. Be silent Villain Das. Yes and be burnt alive I cannot finde the door Col. From whence that voice Das. 'T is here 't is here I hate burning as I do the Devil and a dry Proverb help Squa. The Lawyers here Tra. Gentlemen use no violence I 'll come forth And meet your fury Cap. What are you sirrah Das. A poor Court-hand practiser Cap. The choice is given whether thou wilt be hang'd At the next tree or have your ears cut off Das. My ears my ears by any means Gentlemen Hanging will make a villainous long Dash. Once crop'd and twice a Traytor sweet Gentlemen Delicate Commanders Tra. Time has brought Your turn about by your respects toâ—honour I see your soul is noble though I cannot Dye at my own choice I can make a will And dispose some Legacies rich Jewels Sir Plate Gold and Silver Ful. All this I lay claim to They were the Lady Mammons in whose right I challenge all I take those to my custodie Col. How How Marshal take him to yours Ful. Me to the Marshal that were pretty me Mar. Come Sir Ful. How I beseech one word have you forgot me Sir Col. Your name is Fulbank Ful. Plain Fulbank it was I Did in those days bring in the good advance Col. You did your duty Marshall Ful. I ha done Sir Col. So have not I secure his person too Safe as your life will answer it Enter one with a Letter Letters whence ha From Alamode He reads Alworth Discovers himself to Honoria Squanderbag observes them He writes where a party of horse may handsomely Secure the Lady Mammon give him a reward Make it your province Captain you will finde Directions in that paper Whispers Squa. Sir I have observ'd That Gentleman with the black-patch uncase His eye once to my Lady there 's some mysterie I do not like it Col. Some spie when I walk off command him to the Guard till further order Madam I call it my first happiness That I am in a capacity to serve you And you shall order your own justice Hon. What will they do with that young Gentleman Col. She mindes not me Hon. Your pardon Col. Give me favour to attend you With whom my soul desires to be renew'd Your faithful honourer march on Ex. Co. c. Alw. I obey you Squa. You will know the cause hereafter and us better When both your eyes are open Pulls of the Patch Cap. Thou hast cur'd him de' e know us Sir Alw. I know ye all Squa. What are we Alw. You 're all close fires in want of aire kept tame But know no bounds let loose into a flame Squa. We 'll teach you better Morals Sir Come on Exeunt omnes ACT. V. Enter Squanderbag and a Captain Cap. HIs thoughts are all now taken up with Courtship To Honoria Squa. You may see Captain A handsome piece of flesh and blood may do much VVhen there 's no other enemy i' th the field Cap. VVhat will be done with the Gentleman was carried To the guard Squa. The stranger with a black Eye He 's fast enough and will have opportunity Of place and time to cool his hot devotions If our Commander in chief march on thus Enter Serjeant and Souldiers Ser. Are not these pretty hand Granado's Gentlemen 1 Sol. Fire to the fuze and toss some health about 2 So. Come away tomy Colonel honest Squanderbag Squa. Ha these are my Scythians mark those fellows Captain Cut 'em in pieces like so many Adders They 'l joyn agen i' ch compass of an acre Their limbs will creep together and march on To the next Rendevouz without a halt 2 Ser. This is Spanish Ler. Draw home your arrow to the head my Centaure 1. So. Mine is French Wine 5 So. You must take your chance The Yeoman of the wine-seller did not Provide'em for our palate 2 So. Supernaculum See there lies Spain already now would I fight Ser. Drink thou mean'st 2 Sol. VVith any King in Europe Do not spill your Amunition ah Serjeant This was excellent Drink 1 So. VVho wants my Colonel 2. So. I want it tope give me 't Ser. He 'l ha 't agen
death upon the point And leave usâ—o our single fate who soonest Should fetch 'em off Then you should tell your selves How much this Carpet Prince came short of Ajax I had rather fight than talk Now here him tattle Soul An Ajax an Ajax Ulys. If my prayers with your own renovvned Kings Could have prevail'd with Heaven there had been no Contention for these arms he might have liv'd To have enjoy'd them still and we Achilles But since by the unkindeness of our fate We are decreed to want him pardon me If at that word unmanly tears break forth Who can vvith greater merit claim the armour Than he whose piety to Greece and you Engag'd alone his valour to these Wars And made him yours Nor let it be a sin Ere I proceed to pray this justice from you That since my adversary hath been pleas'd To make a vertue my reproach and stain The name of Eloquence vvhich in me is not vvorth Your envy or his rage since he declares His incapacity for more than fighting You will not judge his dulness an advantage Or that which he calls eloquence in me A blemish to my cause vvho have employ'd All that the Gods made mine to serve my Countrey Dio. Thersander Are you not asham'd to sleep Ther. Ha no I sleep I have not scap'd a syllable by my honour I thought not Ajax half so good an Orator Dio. Ajax it was Ulysses that spoke last Ther. Ulysses I I meant Ulysses did I say Ajax Between you and I be it spoken Diomedes Ajax is a blockhead Dio. Yet he spoke to purpose Ther. I grant you that nay nay let him alone Aga. Silence Ulys. The luâ—â—re of our birth by Ajax boasted Which we derive not from our act or vertue We vainly call oâ—r own nature contributes A common gloss to all our blood the honours And swelling titles pinn'd upon our name Chance often â—amps upon a Fool or Coward But if provok'd by Ajax I must yield Him magnified by blood that title which He takes from Iove makes me his Grandchilde too Lacrtes was my father his Arcesius Whom Iupiter begot no difference here But that our Family contain'd no Uncle Banish'd for murther as in Telamons Besides my mother but remembred makes My derivation on both sides Divine Which lifts me above Ajax if I were No King of Ithaca but he hath pleaded A neerer priviledge by being Kinsman And calls these arms his just inheritance Your vvisdom could not chuse but smile to heâ—â— him 〈◊〉 his son is yet alive and Peleus Achilles father Teucer his next Cosin â— And Ajax to be heir is worth your wonder But you know how to vvave impertinence 〈…〉 I need to pray your justice that vve both May onely charge the ballance vvith our merits Dio. This is not ranting he is Master of A vvorthy temper Ag. Give him your permissions Ulys. Ajax hath read not vvithout mighty lungs His own bold Historie when I shall tell But my first act for Troy if it be less Than all that Ajax yet hath done or boasted And with his own consent too I quit all I have rais'd your expectations up to wonder And there I 'll fix it when I name Achilles Whose actions for your service scorning all Equality are owing to Ulysses And I may call them mine that made him yours By his sword fell the great Priamides Hoctor whose single arm carried the strength And fate of Ilium The death alone Of Hector is an act if well consider'd Doth easily exceed what hath been done In all your Grecian Commentaries I arm'd Achilles first to do these mighty things And for those may deserve Achilles armour Dio. VVe must acknowledge all the benefits Of great Achilles valour are a debt VVe owe to Ulysses who discovered him Under a Female habit 't was Ulysses That made him man again and our great Champion Me. All this is granted yet I think Ulysses Lost little blood in any of these services VVhat do you think Thersander Ther. I think as the General thinks he 's wise enough Ulys But give me leave to offer to your memory Another service and reduce your thoughts To Aulis when our Army ship'd and big VVith our desires for Troy for want of wind VVere lock'd in the Eubean Bay at Anchor VVhen the Oracle consulted gave no hope Of the least breath of Heaven or gentle gale To be expected till Diana's anger VVere first appeas'd by Iphigenias blood I melt with the remembrance and I could Accuse my faith but that the publique interest And all your honours arm'd me to perswade Nature against the stream of her own happiness There stands the tear drown'd father Agamemnon Ask his vex'd soul and let me beg his pardon How I did work upon his murmuring heart Divided 'twixt a Father and his Countrey To give his childe up to the bleeding altar VVhose drops too precious to enrich the earth The Goddess hid within a cloud drank up And snatcht her soul whose brighter substance made One of the fairest Stars that deck yon Canopie Had Ajax been employed to have wrought Atrides VVhen he vvas angry vvith the Gods to have given His onely pledge his loved Iphigenia Up to the Fatal knife our Grecian fleet Had by this time been rotten in the Bay And vve by a dishonourable return Been vvounded in our fames to after ages Ag. This truth is urg'd too home Ul. The Deity appeas'd with Virgin Sacrifice The winds put on fresh wings and we arriv'd Swiâ—◠〈◊〉 vvishes to affrighted Troy 〈◊〉 after their first battel they no more Drevv forth their Army vvhich engag'd us to Nine horrid VVinters expectation It vvould be tedious to relate hovv active My counsels vvere during this nine years siege VVhen Ajax onely good at knocks and vvrestling VVas of no use the bold designs I carried My care of our defences and approaches Encouraging the Souldier vvearied And vvorn avvay vvith empty expectations Hovv I did apt provisions arms and hearts To fight vvithal I shall not here inforce VVhen you vvhose just commands I still obey'd Are conscious of my pious undertakings Aja He 'l talk eternally Ul. These actions have deserv'd no brand of Covvard Hovv it may stain his forehead that accus'd me Judge you by the short follovving story Princes There vvas a time vvhen Agamemnon vvas Deluded by a dream and bid to leave The siege vvhich coming to the Souldiers ear VVhose fears vvere helpt by superstition Hovv did they run to 'th ships from every quarter VVhere vvas the torrent of great Ajax valour So talk'd of that did bear all things before it VVhy it vvas here that torrent carried him too I savv and blush'd at Ajax preparation To be aboard I will not call it running Hovv 〈◊〉 I careless of all danger throvv My self among the Mutineers and court The Fugitives to face about agen And build themselves a name and wealth in Troy Given over by the Gods to be their captive What acted Telamon but unworthy fears And
you keep a Catalogue Pol. Not of all I onely register within my Diary The men of honour that I kill the rest I leave to the common bills of Mortality Ly. The men of honour I pray Sir Pol. They rise to â—oo in my roll Did. VVith your own hand Pol. Ten Princes beside two of Priams sons Paris and Hector Ly. Paris is alive Pol. Not that Paris I kill'd upon my honour Did. And all the Army knowes Achilleâ— with His Mirmidons â—lew Hector Pol. From me tell Achilles 'T is false Ly. He 's dead too Pol. 'T is well he is so he that steals my fame Must not be long i' th number of the living Did. You are The little wonder of the world you had Done your self right to have put in with Ulysses And Ajax for the armour Ly. Had he stood There had been no Competitor Ulysses Had this day mist his triumph Pol. Had Ulysses The armour then Enter Ajax Ly. Given by all Judges Pol. I believe The man is so modest â—at mention Of me would have recanted his ambition Do not I know Ulysses yes and Ajax Aâ—a Ha! Pol. And all the swelling flies that blow the Army I 'll tell that Ajax when I see him next That I dare fight Aja VVith whom Sir dare you fight Pol. With any man that shall affront you Sir Renowned Ajax my soul falls to crums That day I do not honour your remembrance Ulysses is a Juggler I do wonder At 's impudence to stand in competition VVith him that is the man of men brave Telamon Shall I carry him a challenge prethee let me I long to thunder him Aja Stay Wesel Pol. Or to Agamemnon or the best of them VVould I were in my knapsack nibbling cheese now Aja I say the word be dead Ajax strikes him Pol. My brains my brains Ah my own sweet brains who wants any brains Aja Art thou not dead Pol. Oh yes Sir I am dead Give my Ghost leave to walk a little Aja Come back your name Pol. Ah when I was alive the Souldiers call'd me Aja Agamemnon Pol. I shall be brain'd in earnest Aja VVhen thou hast past the Stygian Lake commend me To Eacus one of the Infernal Judges Pol. I will Sir I am acquainted with his Clark Aja And when I have made my revenge perfect I 'll visit him my self Pol. I 'll bring you an answer too Aja Do so Pol. I were best to make haste Sir Charon stays for me And I shall lose my tide Aja Then vanish Pol. Presto Exit Aja There 's one dispatch'd he 's company for Ghosts I know whose fate is next and then I leap To immortality what cloud is that Descends so big with prodigy my steel Shall give the Monster birth ha' 't is Ulysses Come to affront me in Achilles armour Enter Calchas A thousand serpents creep within my skull I 'll finde the Cowards soul through all this darkness Have at thee Polititian dost thou bleed Now I have met we 'e thanks to my good sword I kiss thy cold lips for this brave revenge Thou art my own without competitor And must be my last refuge and companion Cal. Alas poor Telamon Aja VVho calls Telamon Cal. One you have known and lov'd can you forget Calchas so soon Aja Our Grecian Prophet you are very welcome VVhat news from the upper VVorld do they agree In heaven we are all to pieces Cal. I am trusted VVith a direction to you the sacred powers You serve Aja Speak on but let me tell you as a friend They have not us'd me kindely but no matter I 'll be my own revenger Cal. Sir take heed How you provoke their anger or contemn Their Precepts for the partial acts of men They know and pitty that a man so valiant Should for a trifle lose his manly temper You are not Sir forgotten by the Gods And I am sent their Prophet to acquaint you That what you lost alive by humane Judges Their divine Justice shall restore with honour To your calm dust for know those very arms In which Ulysses triumphs now shall be Snatcht from him by a tempest and shall land A floating treasure upon Ajax Tomb And by their stay convince the future age VVho best deserv'd e'm be not then unman'd And thus deface the beauties of your reason Aja I thank 'em they are pleas'd when I am dead To make a restitution to my fame And send me home the armour this is something I 'll make my self in a capacity By death to be an object of their justice I 'll dye immediately I can do 't my self Cal. Your Piety avert so black a deed This is a way to make the world suspect The worth of all your former actions And that they were not births Legitimate Born from true honour but the spurious issue Of an ung ided heat or chance How shall VVe think that man is truly valiant And fit to be engag'd in things of fright And danger that wants courage to sustain An injury it shews a fear of others To be reveng'd upon our selves and he Is not so much a Coward that flies death As he that suffers and doth fear to live Besides this will enlarge your enemies triumph Anâ— in the world opinions be granted A tame concession to his worth nay men And with much face of reason may affirm Ulysses did not onely win the arms 〈…〉 Ajax 〈◊〉 Therefore I will dye VVith 〈◊〉 own hand and save that infamy I am resolved all fate shall not prevent it Leave me Câ—l I must not Aâ—a I am not confin'd To place thy office yet is thy protection Do not presume to follow left my rage Make me forget your person and by sad Mistake I turn the Priest into a Sacrifice Go tell the world I am dead and make it known That Ajax fell by no hand but his own Cal. This will turn all our Triumph into mourning Exeunt Calchas before the body of Ajax supported by six Princes Agamemnon Diomedes Menâ—laus Thersander Nestor Ulysses following the Hearse as going to the Temple Ca The glories of our blood and state are shadows not substantial things There is no armour against fate Death lays his icy hand on Kings Scepter and Crown Must tumble down And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked sithe and spade Some men with swords may reap the field and plant fresh laurels where they kill But their strong nerves at last must yield They tame but one another still Early or late They stoop to fate And must give up their murmuring hreath When they pale Captives creep to death The Garlands wither on your brow Then boast no more your mighty deeds Upon Deaths purple Altar now See where the Victor-victim bleeds Your beads must come To the cold Tomb Onely the actions of the just Smell sweet and blossom in their dust This was afterwards sung in parts the Musick excellently composed by Mr. Ed. Coleman Ag. Set forward to the Temple this was once A day of Triumph but the death of Ajax VVill make it dark within our Calendar Joys are obortive or not born to last And our bright days are quickly overcast Exeunt FINIS