you shall bee well intreated You shall want nothing fitting your estates March with vs on our way for Capua March Caesar Katherine her two boyes Ensignes Soldiers Trumpets Drums Exeunt SCAE. 5. Enter Alexander out of his studie Alex. Bring in that Opium and bowle of Wine Heere I must act a Trage-comoedie Bernardo is it well confected and prepar'd According to my conference with Rotsi Bernardo with a flaggon of wine and a boule Ber. He sent it as your Holines may see Safe sealed vp Alex Fill me that bowle of wine Alexander openeth a box and putteth in the powder Bâ—r. T is a drowsie medicine do not tast it my Lord Alex. Thou hast ben taster to me many times Begin Bernardo Ber. My Lord I slept too much the last night and I dare not Alex. It holds good colour hold here Bernardo Giue good attendance bring them to their rest Then giue me notice at my study doore Ber. One set was past before I parted from them And by this time they be well heated Alex. Sirra be diligent and seruiceable in this Euen as thou louest thy maister Exit Alexander into his study Ber. Feare me not Were it not that my conscience hath bene fyer'd With flames of purgatory by this Pope I neuer could endure such villany The best is he doth pardon all my sinnes Exit Bernardo Enter Astor and Philippo in their wast-cotes with rackets Ast. This set was strangely lost I durst haue wagerd An hunder'd ducats after the first chase Phi. You thinke you play well but beleeue me brother You cannot take paines not obserue a ball With that dexterity which appertaineth Ast. Holla within there if I take no paines My wastcote well can witnes for I sweate Enter Bernardo Ber. Barber bring in some linnen for my Lords Phil. Bring me some wine for I am very thirsty Enter two Barbers with linen Ber. I listend for that string and he hath toucht it Bar. Wil t please your Lordship sit on this low chaire Phi. Rub my head first then combe it Ast. Fill me some wine Bernardo Ber. Good my Lord coole your selfe a litle Ast. Giue me wine and let it be thy laboure good Barnardo To call for musicke Bernardo deliuereth wine Brother in this cup I commend the loues Of all true Fauentines our trusty friends Hoping ere long to liue againe with them Phi I thanke you brother if our father Pope Performe his promise we' shall soone returne Ast. This wine was good yet tasteth of the casck It hath a musty rellish Phi. Le ts here this musicke After the barbers had trimmed and rubbed their bodies a litle Astor caleth Ast. Holla within there Ber. My Lord Ast. I thinke it good after this little rubbing to repose my body Phil. I am some what heauy Ber. I know the cause Ast. And what Bernardo Ber. Marry with much motion of your bodies my Lords You must not be so vehement in play I knew a noble French man at Anchona Twenty yeares since at tennice tooke his death With ouer heating of him selfe in play They lay them selues vpon a bed and the barbers depâ—â—â— Phi. More musicke there after one straine of musicke they fall a sleepe Ber. My Lords are both a sleepe musicke depart And leaue them to their ease alasse sweet boyes Is it not pitty that these noble branches So sweetly knit in one should neuer wake I that am hard of heart sighe for their sake My Lord Bernardo knocketh at the study Alex. What newes man Ber. Both fast a sleepe Alex. And both vpon one bed Ber. T is done Alex And chamber voyded Ber. All is performed my Lord Alex. My blessinge rest vpon thee my Benardo Depart now with those letters I deliuerd To be conuayd to Florence leaue me here Alexander vpon the stage in his cassock and 〈◊〉 â—â—ap with a box vnder each arme Alexander solus Sleepe both secure vpon your fatall bed Now that the God of silence Morpheus Hath with his figure toâ— black horne seal'd vp Your langued eye lids loaden with pale death Sleepe vntill you draw your latest breath Poore harmeles boyes strangers to sinne and euill Oh were my soule as innocent as yours This office is of highest consequence In friendship for I consider it I sent you from a million of sorrows Into the flowry fields of Paradice Their to goe habit in the groues of mirtle To feed on Manna and to drinke pure Nectar A cup of euerlasting happines Where such sweet musick vn-con-ceiueable Shall entertaine your senses in sweet comfort As the delight thereof shall neuer die Astor what Astor speake awake Phillippo Both fast a sleepe He stireth and moueth them opening both their bosomes Now Roderick betake thee to thy taske What peace Astor begins to talke I will attend Astor speaketh in his sleepe Ast. Faire gratious Angell of eternall light Which reachest out that hand of happines Hayling my spirit to that triumphant throne Of endles comfort I adore thy grace Phi. In his sleepe Oh goulden light of neuer setting Sunne Harke brother Astor harke my soule is rapt Into the ioyes of heauen with harmony Alex. Doe they not sleepe are they not yet a sleepe Be not their sences yet lockt vp in sleepe he stirreth them Astor awake awake awake Philippo All safe and sure oh this was but a dreame Their Genius hath fore told them of their end And ioyfully they doe shake hands with death He draweth out of his boxes aspiks Come out here now you Cleopatraes birds Fed fat and plump with proud Egiptian slime Of seauen mouth'd Nylus but now turn'd leane He putteth to either of their brests an Aspike Take your repast vpon these Princely paps Now Ptolamies wife is highly magnified Ensigning these faire princely twins their death And you my louely boyes competitors With Cleopatra share in death and fate Now Charon stayes his bote vpon the strond And with a rugged for head full of wrath He thrusts a million from the shore of Stix To giue you waftage to the Elisian fields I see their coulors chang and death sittes heauy On their fayre foreheads with his leaden mace My birds are glutted with this sacrefice He taketh of the Aspiks and putteth them vp in his box What now proud wormes how tasts you princes blood The slaues be plump and round in to your nests Is there no token of the serpents draught All cleere and safe well now faire boyes good-night Bernardo Bernardo the feate is done Vse thy discretion as I did derect Exit Alexander Ber. T is done in deed alasse they both be dead Now must I follow my directions Holla within there Enter Cardinall Caraffa with Bentiuogli Caer. What newes Bernardo Ber. Alas my Lord ill newes But that his Holinesse is fast a sleepe And this day stir'd not from his bed-chamber I would haue brought him to this wofull sight Prince Astor with Phillippo was at Tennis And being ouer-heated at their game Drinking so suddainly vpon that heate With much sweete Wine did surfet instantly
stoppeth his mouth pulleth out his dagger and offereth to gagge him Lu. Peace wretched villaine then reciue this quickly Or by the liuing powers of heauen I le kill thee She â—aggeâ—â— him and taketh a paper out of her boosome Take pen and incke t is not to make thy will For if then wilt subscribe I will not kill T is but to cleere those scandalls of my shame With which thy iealousie did me defame Gismonde subscribeth So now that part is playd what followes now Thou Ribbauld Cuckcold Rascall Libeller Pernicious Lecher voide of all performance Periurious Coxcombe foole now for those wrongs Which no great spirit could well tollerate Come I with mortall vengeance on thy soule Take this for sclandring of his Holinesse My blessed father and my brother Caesar She stabbeth With incest this take for my brother Candy And this for Noble Sphorza whom thou wrongest And since the time is shorte I will be shorte For locking vp of me calling me whore Setting espialls tending at my taile Take this and this this to make amends three stabs togither And put thee from thy paines She vnbindeth him layeth him on the grownd putteth the dagger in his hand a paper on his knee taking certaine papers out of his pocket putteth in others in their steede conuaieth away the chaire Now will my father Alexander say That I did take the best and safest way And Caesar will approue it with his heart That Lucrece hath perform'd a cunning parte If others aske who Gismonde kild or why It was himselfe repenting iealousie Exit Lucretia Barbarossa knocketh at a dore Bar. Holla within there Why fellowes Sâ—ruinâ—man Heere my Lord Bar. What is my Lord Viselli stirring yet My Lord the Pope expects him and the ambassadors Of Naples craue his company Enter Bar. and Seruingman Ser. My Lord I haue not seene him yet this morning Bar. Is not your Lady Lucrec stirring yet Ser. No my good Lord I thinke shee be not yet come from her chamber her custome is not to be seene so soone Bar. T is well t is wel let her take case in gods name But make hast call vp my Lord thy maister honest fellow Ser. With patience of your Lordship I will speake For three daies space I did finde in my Lord Passionate motions and strange melancholie 'T may be his solitude hath drawne him forth I will first looke the garden and the galleries Bar. Do my good friend I will expect thee in this parler here As Barbarossa goes on hee findeth Viselli murthered vpon the ground and starteth Fellow come backe come back fellow come back Your Lord 〈◊〉 murthred here call vp your Lady Call in your fellow seruants Dâ—h anta Croce 〈…〉 grasped in his fatall hand 〈…〉 some violence wrought on himselfe 〈…〉 much violate her selfe 〈…〉 wrought by bloudy Borgiaes race 〈…〉 the 〈◊〉 hypochrisie Iusâ—â—â—e 〈…〉 â—â—me and inâ—eruâ—able Reâ—â—aleâ—â—t oh 〈◊〉 it in thy mercy Enter Lucrecia with Monticilla Luc. Where 〈◊〉 my Lord my deare Lord Bâ—r. Fairy Lady Approch not neere this ruthfull spectacle Approach not neere this spectacle of bloud This ruthfull spectacle of bloud and death Lease suddaine horror of these bleeding wounds Wound thy distracted spirits to pale death Lâ—c. What honor or what mortall spectacle Vpon such suddaine hath astonished me Oh my deere Lord Viselli speake to me Oh most disastrous accident and houre Ay me most wretched and vnfortunate My deerest 〈◊〉 the treasure of my life The sweetest paradice of my best hopes Is murthred out the murtherers Leaue not vnseartcht a corner nor a Crany Locke vp the dores there least that homicide Escape vs in this passion Bâ—r. Haue patience Lady Heauens will reueale the murther doubt it not Luâ—. Ah Noble Barbarossa much I feare Now with these eyes I see the murtherer Staind with the guilt of nature oh my Lord You little know that these worke womans hands Twise rescued haue the violence of his From killing of himselfe before this time Oh fie vpon the diuill and melancholy Which leaue me desolate a forelorne widdow Mot. Madam these papers will bewray some matter Luc. Oh might I finde an other murtherer Bar. These do containe some matter read them Lady Luc. My heart swolne vp with sorrow lends no light Vnto mine eyes nor force vnto my tongue To see one letter or to reade one word I pray you reade it good Lord Barbarossa Barbarossa readeth I Gismond de Viselli through desperate griefe conceiued in iealousie which I bare against my Lady Lucrecia hauing found out by much triall and examination her faithfulnesse and innocency make this my protestation as the last piacular oblation to her for those wrongs that with mine own vnfortunate hands I haue ended my life desiring her and all others to forgiue me and pray for me subscribed with mine owne hand and sealed with my seale Gismond de Viselli Il velâ—uâ— d'amore A me trafâ—se il cuoro Mot. Oh Lord of heauens haue pardon on his soule Luc. This is his hand and seale speake now my Lord Did not I soone disclose the murtherer Told I not that the murtherer was present Ah neuer neuer shall I liue to see she soundeth Bar. Comfort you selfe deere Lady God will send succor Your husband hath paied deerely for these wrongs Luc. Giue me my Lord againe death shall not haue him Come my deere Gismond come againe my ioye Delay me not least I preuent thy loue I cannot brooke delay 's Lucrece shall follow Lucrece offereth to stab her selfe Barbarossa preuenteth her Bar. Tempt not Gods iustice Lady fall to praier Helpe in the take your Lord out of her sight Luc. Oh my deare friends that see my miseries I you beseech in dearest tendernesse Bring in the body of my dearest Lord That I before my death may with these eyes Behold him honor'd in his obsequies Bar. And I wil beare these papers to his Holines Whose sorrow wil exceed for Gismonds death Exeunt Enter Guicchiardin Cho. Thus foule suspition feare and jealousie Of shame dishonor and his wiues hot lust Hath seaz'd vpon Visell whose reuenge Was to restraine Lucrece from Company But swelling pride and lust both limitles Answer'd his louing feare and shame with death Attend the sequell Now successiuely After such warlike preparations So many firme hopes found in Italy King Charles with fifteene hundred men at armes Three thousand Archers with six thousand Swisse French men and Gascons twise as many more With martiall measures ouer Piemont Treads a long march after his drums and fife With Milans force and now his trumpets hard Vnto the gates of Rome giue fresh allarms Vnto the Pope who stirreth vp in armes ACT. 2. SCAE. 1. Enter Alexander with a Lintstock in his hand with him Caesar Borgia Caraffa Bernardo Piccolomini the Castilian Gassper de fois Mr. of the ordinance Alex. Castillian take fiue hundred harguebusse Two hundred Arbalastes and fortifie Vpon the tower of Saint Sebastian Affronting that port where prowd Charles
Abisse Where Mammon tells his euer tryed gould Thou call'st me from strong busines of high state From sure subuersions and mutations Of mighty Monarches Emperors and Kings From plotting bloody feilds and massacres Triumphant treasons and assassinates What 's thy demand Alex. I charge thee by the fower recited names And by the dreadfull title of great By which all creatures are sure sealed vp By which the prince of darknes and all powers In earth and hell doe tremble and fall downe Shew me the shape of that condemned man Which murthered my sonne the duke of Candy Diu. Keepe a firme station stir not for thy life Expect a messenger of trust stand fast The diuell descendeth with thunder and lighning and after more exhalations ascends another all in armor Diue. Sent from the foggy lake of fearefull stix Am I comaunded by that puissant monarch Which rides tryumphing in a charriot On misty blacke clouds mixt with quenchles fire Through vnquoth corners in darke pathes of death To doe what thou demandest Allex. Then by the dreadfull names of Amioram Titepand Sadai shew me that damned childe of reprobation Which this night murthered the duke of Candie Diui. Keepe a firme station stir not for thy life He goeth to one doore of the stage from whence he bringeth the Ghost of Candie gastly haunted by Caesar persuing and stabing it these vanish in at another doore Alex. Hold hold hold hold per todos santos now no more Caesar hath kill'd a brother and a father Diue. What wouldest thou more shall I descend Alex. Shew me the person by whose impious hand Gismond Viselli was done to death Deue. Keepe a firme station stirre not for thy life He bringeth from the same doore Gismond Viselli his wounds gaping and after him Lucrece vndrest holding a dagger fix't in his bleeding bosome they vanish Alex. Out out no more no more my soule disolues Deui. Say say what wouldest thou more discend Alex. Beldachiensis Berolanensis Helioren discende discende iubeo mando impero Deuill desendeth with thunder c. Enter Bernardo Alexander tinketh his bell Alex. Out out alas Bernardo I am wounded With grisly wounds and deepe incurable Ber. Comfort your selfe in Gods name blessed father Soe long as noe wounds of the body bleed Alex. The cureles wounds I meane are of my body Wounds both of my soule and body but Bernardo This is my comfort in calamity Some shall packe after them for company What 's a clocke Barn Very neere six by Saint Peters bell Alex. Hast thee then passe thee to my Poticary bid him prouide those drugges I spoke for yester-day and beare them in all hast to Dominico Giglio take you those letters with you which are here bid him deliuer them Lodowick Sforzaes name her lustfull Paramoure make hast and see that he dispatch it quickly deliuer him a purse from mee for a token cramd with two hundred ducates bid him bee secreat as he loues his life hast and begon Exit Bernardo Astor shall follow I must haue his Lands This thorne must be cut of being but tender Then cut it soone whilst it is yong and slender Least growing great it prick thee to the bone My lust importunes it and he shall die Sonnes Nephewes Daughters Concubines shall die My conscience is turn'd mercies enemy He that would rise to riches and renowne Must not regard though he pull millions downe Exit Alexander into the studie SCEN. 2. Enter Caesar Borgia with Caraffa and Bentiuoli Caes. Where is his Holinesse where is my father Alas your Sonne is slaine your haples Sonne My noble brother out alas alas Is murthered in tender passion Let curious search and inquisition Be made through Rome to finde the murtherers I feare that Traitrous Iudas Cardinall Ascanio Sforza with his complecies I will not hould fraternity with him And 〈◊〉 behold my meaning blessed father 〈◊〉 gaine these robes take here this hat And in these armes which I haue bucled on I do forsweare al offices of Church Vntill I be reuenged for his death He disrobeth himselfe and appeareth in armor Alex. A foule red vengeance ouer hangs his head Whose heart indurate or whose diuilish braine Could execute conceiue or meditate So foule a murther of an Innocent Caraffa with Bentiuoli giue leaue Some-what I would in priuate haue with Caesar Caesar desemble not for that were vaine Exeunt Car. et Ben. Whence comest thou Caes. Directly from my Chamber Ale Where didst thou here this newes Câ—s. Fishers which found his body brought the newes Alex. Then he was droun'd Caesar was he not Caes. It seemes he was Alex. What by some Fisher Caes. How should I know that Ale Sure by some subtill Fisher that layd nets For Candies life and honor but say truly Was it thy brother Caes. Are not you my father Ale Ah that I neuer had beene any father But speake againe man speake the truth and feare not Who slew thy brother Candie this last night Who traind him forth who walk'd along with him Caes. Am I the keeper of my brothers person Alex. Execrable Cain perfidious Homecide Apparant villaine what canst thou designe Which I would know that thou canst hide from me Caes. A plague vpon your diuills you deale with them That watch more narrowly to catch your soule Then he which sought my brother Candies death You know that Sathan is the lord of lies A false accuser and desembler Tell your falce liers they be lying Diuils Alex. Caesar no more Caesar no more thou knowst Câ—s. What know I Alex. That I know dissemble not Caes. Suppose you know suppose in wrath fury I killd my brother can we mend it now He was not fashion'd for these busie times He rests in peace our peace rests in our swords Alex. Caesar thou do'st vnkindly vex my soule With rubbing vp my secret miseries Incur'd by seeking to lift vp thy head Caes. Pull me not downe good father with your conscience Your conscience father of my conscience is My conscience is as like your conscience As it were printed with the selfe-same stampe I know my sinnes are burthenous and beare them Your sinnes more hainous yet your robes conceale them Alex. Out wicked and nefarious homicide Caes. Vpbraid me not for if that Lampe burne dimme Which should giue light to men in darkest night How can they choose but must in shaddowes erre That follovv the blind-glimering thereof Doth this one petty fault appeare so grieuous Which if you vvell consider is no fault He vvas an honest man and fitt for heauen Whilste he liu'd here he breath'd in miserie And vvould haue beene enlarg'd I set him free Novv if I may compare your state vvith his Or your condition vvith my qualitie Haue you not sold your selfe vnto the Diuill To be promoted to the Papacie Haue you not sould the liuings of the Church Are not your coffers cram'd vvith beastly bribes With foule extortion and base Vsury Haue yee not since your inauguration Poysoned and done to death
six Cardinals In diuilish auarice to get their goods Haue you not vvhich is most abhominable Commited incest vvith your onely daughter And made me sinne vvith her for company That both might raigne in hell for company Did you not take of Georgio Bucciardo One hundred thousand Ducats from the Turke To kill his brother Gemen Ottamon Haue you not kept the Pearle of Italie Astor Manfredi that young vertuous Prince In beastly lust and filthy Sodomie Blasting the blossome of his toward youth Haue you not now giuen order for the death Of my deere Sister whom your passions caus'd To kill her latter husband Di Viselli And robd the noble Earle of his new spowse Onely to cloake your vile impiety Ale Caesar the Diuill hath bin thy Schole-maister Caes. I passe your secret counsell with the diuill Your Auarice ambition perfidie Your bloudie plots inhumane crueltie Why then vpbrayd yee mee with Candies death A bastard of our house degenerate In whom no sparke or spiracle of honor Appear'd to raise the race of Borgia But had I beene Lieutenant of your forces This arme had conquer'd all Romania France before this had trembled Spaine had stoop'd The Romaine Emperor had faun'd vpon vs King Charles had beene restraind Frederick expulsd And Naples had beene made our heritage Alex. A triple ioy succeeds a single griefe I haue engag'd all to make Caesar great Caesar it suteth with thy grace and glory To cloake my vices I will pardon thine Let one of vs excuse an others crimes And for this bloudy fact so lately done As thou didst cunningly begin proceed To lay the guilt or imputation On them whose death may doe thee benefit And neuer was my soule better contented Then that our woes are with rich hopes preuented Caes. Now stands Romania subiect to my sword Imola furli Camerine and Vrbine Shall haue the first charge if I there succeed Haue forward farther with a better speed Caesar o nullo written in my guydon When with my troopes victoriously I ride on Alex. Holla Bernardo call in Caraffa with Bentiuoly Enter Barn Ay now now now my precious boy my Caesar Prosecute as thou hast begunne With Arte looke sullaine and demure Hold downe thy head like one swolne vp with sorrow Enter Caraffa with Bentiuoly They come they come say that those armes were put on In reuenge of Candies death The soueraigne medicine of things past cure Is for to beare with patience and forget Caesar hath vowde reuenge for Candies death And in regarde of Caesars piety I make him generall in his brothers place Coes. And neuer shall I sheath this sword in peace Till it haue wrought vpon the murtherer Caraf. Happy successe accompany my Lord And in your battles giue you victory Bent. Is order taken for his funerals Coes. Bentiuoli take you no thought for that That is the greatest care which troubles me Alex. Come on my Lords we will aduise within For I must haue your counsels in my griefe Exeunt omnes SCEN. 3. Enter Lucretia richly attired with a Vyol in her hand Luc. Kinde Lodowike hadst thou presented me With Persian clothes of gold or Tinsilry With rich Arabian Odors pretious stones Or what braue women hold in highest price Could not haue beene so gracious as this tincture Which I more valew then my richest iewels Oh Motticilla Enter Motticilla Bring me some mixtures and my dressing boxes This night I purpose priuately to sup With my Lord Cardinall of Capua Enter two Pages with a Table two looking glasses a box with Combes and instruments a rich bowle Bring me some blanching water in this bowle Exit Motti Shee looketh in her glasse Here I perceiue a little riueling Aboue my for-head but I wimple it Either with iewels or a lock of haire And yet it is as white as the pure snow O God when that sweet Marques Mantoua Did in Ferrara feast my Lord and mee What rich comparisons and similies He with ingenious fantasie deuis'd Doting vpon the whitenesse of my browes As that betwixt them stood the chaire of state Compos'd of Iuorie for the Paphian Queene Sitting in comfort after amourous conquest And kist my for-head twenty thousand times Oft haue I wisht the coulour of this haire More bright and not of such a Spanish dye And yet the Duke of Bourbon on his knees As the diuinest fauour of this world Did beg one lock to make a Bracelet For which few haires he garnished my head With Iewels worth six thousand crownes at least My beaming eyes yet full of Maiesty Dart loue and giue bright luster to the glasse As when the sunne beames touch a Diamond The Prince of Salerne solemnly did sweare These eies were quiuers which such shafts did beare That were so sharpe and had such fierie touch As Cupids Arrowes neuer had so much The Rosie Garden of these amourous cheekes My nose the gratious forte of conquering loue Breathing attractiue odors to those louers That languish and are vanquisht with desire Gonzaga calleth it the siluer pearch Where Venus turtles mutuall pleasure search Sweet mouth the Ruby port to Paradice Of my worlds pleasure from whence issue forth Many false brags bold sallies sweet supplies A chinne the matchles fabricke of faire nature A necke two brests vpon whose cherry niples So many sweet solcions Cupid suckt Giue me some blanching water in this boule Wash my face Motticilla with this cloth So t is well now will I try these collours Giue me that oyle of Talck Take saâ—snet Motticilla smooth my forehead She looketh in two glasses and beholdeth her body I must delay this colour is it carnation right Mot. Oh the true tincture of a damask rose Luc. What is it excellent Mot. Most full of life And madame that 's a pretious liniment As euer I beheld to smooth the browes Luc. I will correct these arches with this mullet Plucke not to hard beleeue me Motticilla You plucke to hard I feele a foule stincke in my nostrells Some stinke is vehement and hurts my braine My cheekes both burne and sting giue me my glasse Out out for shame I see the blood it selfe Dispersed and inflamed giue me some water Motticilla rubbeth her cheekes with a cloth Lucretia looketh in the glasse My braines intoxicate my face is scalded Hence with the glasse coole coole my face rancke poyson Is ministred to bring me to my death I feele the venime boyling in my veines Mâ—t. Ah me deere Lady what strang leoprosie The more I wash the more spreads on your face Luc. Send to my father call phisitions in Exit Moâ—â—i Oh Candie where art thou my comforter Dead and intomb'd Lucrece must follow thee I burne I burne oh where is my deere Lord My braines are seard vp with some fatall fire Enter a seruant and Phisition with Morticila Ser. Deere Lady cheere your selfe be not dismayd His Holines in hast hath sent releife His owne Phisition to recomfort you Luc. For our deere Ladies passion bring some water to coole my
thirst Phi. Madam you may not drinke Till you receaue this one preseruatiue Luc. A foule vnsauorie loathsome stinke choakes vp My vitall sences and a boyling heat suppes vp the liuely spirit in my lungs Phi. This poyson spreads and is incurable Madame receiue one precious antidote Luc. What haue I caught you Sforza Who painted my faire face with these foule spots You see them in my foule deformed blots Deliuer me from that murthered man He comes to stab my soule I wounded him Oh Gismond Gismond hide those bleeding wounds My soule bleeds drops of sorrow for thy sake Looke not so wrathfull I am penitent Loue and remorse did harbour in thine hart What doest thou becken to me I will come And follow thee through millions of woes Phi. Sweet Lady will you take a little rest It will refresh your spirits instantly Luc. No rest vntill I see my Lord againe Mot. Deere Lady doe you loue your life take rest Shee taketh hold of Mottiâ—ila Luc From the pure burning coles of true contrition Me thinkes I see the liuely counterfet Of catiue Cressed in her misery Ingenderd out of hir disloyalty Ah Moticilla whome I trained vp In cunning sleights and snares of filthinesse Forgiue me for that sinne liue and repent Mot: Oh God forgiue me for my sinnes are great And if his goodnesse lend my life some space I will with pennance call on him for grace And spend the remnant of my life in prayer Luc: I can no more death summoneth my soule Open thy bosome father Abraham Mercyfull father let thy mercy passe Extend thy mercy where no mercy was Mercyfull father for thy sonnes deere merrit Pardon my sinnfull soule receiue my spirrit Expirat Lucrece Phi: Now is her soule at rest t is very strange As well the cause as manner of her death I haue beene studied in Hipocrates In bookes of Gallen and olde Auecine Obseru'd the cures of diuers learned doctors In France in Spaine and higher Germany Yet neuer met with such an accent Beare in her body I will in all hast Bring wofull newes vnto saint Peeters Pallace His Holinesse will grieuiously lament Exeunt omnes SCAE. 4. Enter Caesar and Barbarossa souldiers drums and trumpets Caes Fellows in armes after our victories Had in the first front of our happie warr With men of hardy resolution Now must we bend our forces against Furly Where that prowd Amazonian Katharine Dareth defiance in the face of warr And yet our hopes are sure all passage cleere And she before I lodge this restles head Shall beare the bondage of this victorie Bar: These proud presuming spirrits of vaine women Whose bloodlesse woundes are only bloody words 〈◊〉 without reason fight without resistance But on the face of grimme deuouring Warre With frowning fore-head menacing his force They fall downe on their backs as Venus did When Mars beheld her with a Souldiers face Caes. Nay we must fight I know the puissant spirit Of warlike Kate the pride of Italie Sforzaes braue sister and old Riarioes widdow Excellent valour and deepe policie Must winne it if we purchase at her hands Bar. And yet we be before-hand with the Lady Hauing surprized her treasure and her sonnes As they were making their escape for Florence What shall we trie renowned generall And search her resolution Caes. Shall wee doubt you not Nay though the walles of Furly were of steele These pledges should make passage for our powers And what shall we stoope for those twenty Ensignes Which this last night haue enter'd their Ports Nay were they ten to one within those walles Caesar that carries Fortune in his Standerd Would make them giue ground subiect them-selues Bar. Speake then at once renowned generall Shall we go Souldier-like to worke at first Shall we salute her with our Cannon Câ—s. What no Barbarossa not without a parlee Fore-God I loue her and admire her valour And till we finde her words prooue empty squibs We giue her all the noble rights of warre Summon a parlee Sound drum answer Trumpet Enter vpon the walles Countesse Katherine Iulio Sforza Ensigne souldiers Drummes Trumpets What haue wee Pallas come vpon these walles To bring confusion of our companies Doth proud Penthesilea liue againe Which some-time raging in the Fields of blood Made passage with her angry sword through millions Kat. I tell thee Cesar sonne of Alexander A booke befits thee better then a blade Percase in scorne thou wilt reply the like A distaffe fits me better then a pike Know Caesar had I now so many liues As here are stoanes or haires vpon your beards I would forgo them al before this honor Which my deere Lord Riario did leaue mee The pledge of my deere loue his Childrens patrimony Caes. Speake in a milder key renowned Kate I loue you well and all braue Sforzaes race Yet you must yeeld there is no remedy It is the Churches right and I must haue it Kath. Me thinkes a pulpet were more fit for thee But did'st thou euer reade Saint Gregory That he which hunteth for authority Himselfe should gouerne direct and know well He did a deede of danger that aduanc'd thee For proud ambition violates all right Caes. Be not so bitter Kate a friend intreates you But if intreaties will not looke vpon mee Heere standeth Cesar the sharpe scourge of Furly And were your fort fenc'd with as many men As it is girt with stones Caesar would haue it Subdue them and make pillage of their goods And in resistance seale it with their blouds Kat. What are your weapons sheathed in your throates Is euery word a sword then shake hands Caesar Venter no further and we will be friends But if your words haue accents in keene swords And end in bloud then Caesar looke on me I with defiance turne swords in your throates You shall not thrust that imputation Vpon our fex for I will fight it out So long as I can stand vpon these walls Câ—s. You would repent it if you knew the worst Consider Kate be well aduised first Kat. Caesar at one word to discharge my conscience Were there a Cannon there to be dischardg'd Vpon this fruitfull wombe the nurse of Children And I sure peece mell to be torne withall If I would not surrender vp this forte Your Cannon shot should plowe these bowells vp That vow to God and my deere husband made I neuer will infringe with perfedy I know thee bloudy Caesar the dishonor In yeelding vp thy reuerend purple roabes Which should protect widowes and Orphanes rightes Appeareth well in taking vniust armes To wrong the Widowes and the Fatherlesse Either fight Caesar or forsake the field Perswade thy selfe aliue I will not yeeld Caes. Then I will shew you what warres desteny Prognosticates bring forth her ransome hither Barbarossa bringeth from Caesars Tent hir two boyes If nature be not quite extinguished These pledges shall enfranchize you from warre I brought them to this purpose that in them You with your friends might liue in
To be possessed of this vniuerse And leaue it all behind him in a moment Might some one man attaine that happinesse Which our first Adam had in Parradice Before he did preuaricate why then It were a worke of lasting worthinesse To rippe the bowells of our mother Ops For treasure and to conquer all the world Because eternity would promise it Out out alas my paines my guttes my liuer And yet I feare it not though in security Once more I will with powrefull exorcismes Inuoke those Angells of eternall darkenesse To shew me now the manner of death Alexander draweth the Curtaine of his studie where hee discouereth the diuill sitting in his pontificals Alexander crosseth himselfe starting at the sight Diu. What dost thou start foule child of reprobation Vaine are thy crosses vaine all exorcismes Those be no fruites of faith but mere hypocrisie Signa te signa temeré me tangis angis Roma tibi subito motibus ibit amor Rome Which once was thy gorgeous concubine Hath now forsaken thee now doth she finde Thy falshood which did her adulterate What dost thou tremble slaue of sinne and hell Alexander taketh his booke of Magicke the Diuil laugheth Alex. I exorcise thee foule malignant spirit In the names of of of Diuil Of what foule mouth poluted soule Corrupted flesh God hath forsaken thee Thy date expired it thy powre determined Alex. Dissolue dissolue break breake black soule dissolue And poyson all this hem so here with sinne Diu. Thy death and dissolution stand at dore Resolue now to dissolue thy soule is ours Alex. Proud Lucifer Traytor to great Iehouah Father of lies my time is not expir'd I will not do that violence to God Taking that which is his from him To be bestow'd on his great enemy Diu. Thou that hast throwne those graces in his face How canst thou think vpon saluation Think that th' art damn'd I will declare it plainely They sit togither Alex. Seauen years are yet to come I look for them Diu. Examine thy soule with this counterparte Alex. Behold it is it not for eight years 8 daies Diu. Thou foole examine in Arithmetik Numbers without distinction placed thus Annos with the figure 11. signifying eleuen years the figure Seauen applyed to Dies importing seauen daies Alex. How how how how howe 's that Deh quella malitia del Diabolo Deh quello veleno del inferuno And for what stands this figure then Diu. Why for eighteene this figure stands for octauo referred vnto di◠last before signifying th' eight day after so that Annos vndicem without distinction signifying eleauen years and this figure seauen added to daies and that octauo post importing the eight day following moriere thou shalt die I meane thy bodie with thy soule in respect of Heauen Thus many daies hast thou continued Pope And this is thy last day design'd by fate Alex Thou canst not mock me with thy Sophistrie My soule is more diuine and cannot perish Diuil Thy soule foule beast is like a Menstruous cloath Poluted with vnpardonable sinnes Alex. Know then malignant Angell of confusion My soule is a diuine light first created In liknesse liuely formed to the word Which word was God that God the cause of causes My soule is substance of the liuing God Stampt with the seale of heauen whose Carracter Is his eternall word at which hell trembles Diuil And what of that thou therein hast no part I do confesse thy soule was first ordayn'd To good but by free-will to sinne thou slaue Hast sold that soule from happinesse to hell Alex. Marke yet what I can answer for this soule Mightie Iehouah most exuperant Two creatures made in feature like himselfe The world and man world reasonable and immortall Man reasonable but dissoluble and mortall And therefore man was called Microcosmus The little world and second tipe of God Conteyning those high faculties and functions And elements which are within the world Man then that doth participate with all Through operation conuersation and simbolisation With matter in the subiect properly With th' elements in body quadrifarie With growing plants in vertue vegitatiue In sence with beasts with heauens by th' influence Of the superiour spirits into th' inferiour In wisedome and capacitie with Angels With Eloym in that great continent Is without doubt preserued by that God Finding all things conteined in himselfe Diuil Answer me vaine Philosopher to this Thou that hast planted man in this perfection Not looking on thy detestable soule Which first like a pure leafe of whitest Lilly Cleere from all blemish was bestow'd by God And thou foule beast didst shamefully polute it Is it not one of humaine faculties To propose for your selues the best you can Where other creatures carryed with blinde force Make them-selues bond-slaues to the present time The scope of mans creation was to glorifie The most all potent maker of all things The Alpha and Omega of all bountie But he that wilfully betrayes this soule That pretious Iewell wherein God delights Dishonors God and doth depriue himselfe Of all saluation and beatitude Alex. Rest with this answer that my soule is Gods Whose habitacle is prepar'd in heauen First it doth know God being figured According to that Image of himselfe And then the world whose liuely shape it beares And to conclude the soule of man knowes all Because with all things it doth simbolize For in this Man there is a minde intelligent A quickning word and a celestiall spirit That like a lightning euery way diffused All things which are made by the mighty power Vniteth moueth and replenisheth Diu. These things should haue beene thought vpon before The summum bonum which liues in the soule Is an eternall pleasure to behold And haue fruition of the mightie power Which thou didst neuer see nor canst enioy Alex. Pawse yet a little let me meditate Alexander holdeth vp his hands wringing and softly crying Mercy mercy mercy arise arise vp vp vp fy fy no no stirre stubburne stonie stiff indurate heart not yet vp why what wilt thou not foule traytor to my soule not yet The Diuill laugheth Arise arise aduaunce heart clogg'd with sinne Oppressed with damnation vp aduaunce yet Wilt thou not stirre stiffe heart what am I damn'd Yet a little yet a little oh yet not yet alas High God of heauens and earth if thou beare loue Vnto the soule of sinfull man shew mercy Mercy good Lord oh mercy mercy mercy Oh saue my soule out of the Lyons pawes My darling from the denne of blacke damnation My soule my doue couer with siluer wings Her downe and plumage make of fine tryed gould Help help help aboue stirre stirre stupiditie Diu. He charmes in Dauids words with Iudas spirit Alex. It will not no it will not yet alas no no no is that my sentence to damnation I am vndone vndone Diuill He shall dispaire vassall of sinne and hell Prouide thy selfe in black dispaire to dwell He ceazeth on his face
Alex. I tell thee I cannot be resolu'd To dwell in darkenesse breake black soule dissolue And poyson all this Hemisphere with sinne Heere Alexander is in extreame torment and groneth whilst the diuill laugheth at him Alex. And if I may not reach that happinesse Since for my sonnes sake I my selfe inthral'd Tell me shall Caesar die this death with me Diuill Caesar his youth and strength of blood driues out This fat all poyson and shall liue a while Alex. Oh shew me then the manner of his death Diu. Attend it time growes short all feare is past The Diuill bringeth from the doore Lucreciaes Ghost and after her the ghost of Candie stabbed Alex. What meanes that ghastly shadow which came first Diuil By that which represents Lucretia Leprous and poisoned is thy death declar'd By poyson which now struggleth with thy spirits And by that other which sets out to thee The murther of thy sonne the Duke of Candy Prefigur'd is the death of thy sonne Caesar Thou for the poysoning of thy daughter poysoned He for the murthering of his brother murthered Alex. Thus God is onely iust Diu. The Diuill cannot deny it Alex Man onely false Learne miserable wretched mortall men By this example of a sinfull soule What are the fruites of pride and Auarice Of cruell Empire and impietie Of prophanation and Apostacie Of brutish lust falsehood and perfidie Of deepe dissembling and hypocrisie Learne wicked worldlings learne learne learne by me To saue your soules though I condemned be Sound a Horne within enter a Diuill like a Poast 1 Diu. Here comes a fatall message I must hence Exit Alex. My roabes my roabes he robs me of my roabes Bring me my roabes or take away my life My roabes my life my soule and all is gone Alexander falleth in an extasie vpon the ground 2. Diuil From the pale horror of eternall fire Am I sent with the wagon of blacke Dis To guide thy spirit to the gates of death Therefore I summon thee to come with speed For horrizons now stand thee not insteed Alexander aduanceth a little Alex. Horror and horror feare ensueth feare Torment with tormentes is Incompassed Dispaire vpon dispaire damnation Vpon damnation hell and consience Murther lust auarice impiety Vaine prophanation and apostacie Rage and distraction tiranize away Away proud Lucifer away Diuill away away The Diuill windeth his horne in his eare and there more diuills enter with a noise incompassing him Alexander starteth Alex. Holla holla holla come come come what when where when why deaf strike dead aliue oh alas oh alas alwaies burning alwayes freezing alwayes liuing tormented neuer ending neuer neuer neuer mending out out out out why why whether whether thether Diuills Thether thether thether Thunder and lightning with fearefull noise the diuells thrust him downe and goe Triumphing Enter Cardinalls and Bentiuoli Bent. What is he dead Car. Dead and in such a fashion As much affrights my spirits to remember Thunder and fearfull lightning at his death Out cries of horror and extremity Bent. Cause all your bells to ring my lords of Rome Rome is redeemed from a wicked Pope Car. God hath beheld vs with his eyes of mercy His name be glorified ioyne all in prayer And giue him praise that tooke away your shame â—ent. Goe your procession sing your letinies And let your Churches through with multitudes Banquets and bonfiers through the Citty make In signe our Church is freed from infamy Car. Euen as his spirit was inflate with pride Behold his bodie puffed vp with poyson His corps shall be conuaied to saint Peeters Open for all beholders that they may See the reward of sinne amend and pray Guicchiardine Th' omnipotent great guider of all powers Whose essence is pure grace and heauenly loue As he with glorie crownes heroyick actions Bearing a taste of his eternall vertue So semblably doth he with terror strike In heauie vengeance sinnes detestable As in this tragike myrrour to your eyes Our sceane did represent in Alexander Flagicious Caesar his ambicious sonne Reseru'd for more calamities to come After he was imprisoned by the Church Escap't into the kingdome of Nauarre Vnto King Iohn then brother to his wife Where in an ambush at Viano slaine Iust Nemesis repaide his treacherie Epilogus HEroicke and beneuolent spectators Your gratious eares and curious obseruations Iuditious censures and sweete clemencie Haue thus addrest our Tragick Theater T' exchange contentment for benignitie Humbly deuoted to your good desires For some delight cause of discourse for others For all example and for none offence Your fauours are a royall recompence Which when our loftie Muses shall perceiue Then in more pompous and triumphant state Your eyes with glory shall the deed receaue Of mightie Monarches Kings and change of fate By me those persons which our Scene presented Kisse all your hands and wish you well contented FINIS