provoke to chide They ••brace He kneels 〈◊〉 the fountai• But that we must Unite e're we divide You Pow'r inclin'd to Pitty who inspires This only Cure to unquiet Desires Least that my Grief as your Divinity Both immortal and infinite should be Receive this Body for your Sacrifice My Soul too you should have but that her Eye With sacred Charms so captive it retains Though cruel she It other Bonds disdains Yet let my Death to satisfie her Crime Against my Love be to you a Victyme Let the Subject of our unhappy Strife Be subject to prolong her Peace and Life Sylvander Kneels to 〈◊〉 fountain Thou cruel Pow'r whose irrevocable Law My Soul through all those Ils could hap didst draw He rises See your Sentence fulfill'd and see that you As in the Evil in the Good be true Alexis I fear these Beasts should forth their Limits stray And hurt these fair Ones Sylvander Let 's bear them away Alexis The eager Beasts approach Sylvander Let 's them defend Alexis Alexis hastily enters Sylvander follows and 〈◊〉 down as the entry Rather secure them avancing our End Phillis Adamas Bellinda Paris Lycidas Hylas Stella Leonida Phillis Undoubtedly th' are there the Shepherd said He saw them both asleep but be'ing afraid Durst not approach the Lions being nigh Unto the same place whereon both did lie Adamas 'T is very strange from thence we are not far Phillis Approaching She spice them Whereof Each one may be Discoverer Bellinda The company afar off seem distracted with wonder B•llinda would run to her daughter but i• withhold by Adamas Oh my Shame I thus unto the world made known And in thy Disobedience onely shown Adamas Stop your rash Speed you must approach no nye'r We must invent some Means them to retire Paris Betwixt my Wonder Sorrow and my Love I strange Distractions in my self do prove Lycidas But see me thinks i' th Fountain doth appear As if two other Persons yet there were Phillis By their Habits they should your Brother be And Sylvander Lycidas VVould Heav'n I could him see Adamas How strangly hath the Day forsook his Light Our scarce born Noon is ev'n become our Night After thunder lightning a flaming Cupid on a Porphir Pyramid appears as 't were in the mid'st of the fountain They fall on their knees after some intermission the Oracle is delivered See how contracted Clouds do mask the Skie Almost forbidding their Discovery Oracle Let this your Wonder cease Your Murmurs not increase Against my Miracles Those Corps convey away And next ensuing day Consult my Oracles Cupid v• nisherb they approach the fountain and find the bodies as dead and without blemish Lions converted to marble Adamas Ha! they are unblemish't Lycidas And yet are dead Phillis Without a Bruise Paris Or any Bloud being shed Adamas These Lions which so fearful did appear To coldest marble now converted are Bellinda Of Diana Thy just Punishment but my double wrong Lycidas Too soon I find what I have sought too long Paris Oh my afflicted Soul Phillis Oh cruel death Adamas Heav'n hath you charg'd to cease your murm'ring breath Hylas They carry forth the corps See now the wise Effects of constant love Which in their ends such Tragedies still prove Scene 3. Act 5. Leonice VVHat I have often heard now true I see The Wise are to themselves their Destiny The favourable Gods do still assist Those that untir'd with Industry persist How long them unrelenting I assail'd With Tears Vows Prayers and yet herein fail'd Of what my Subtilty hath brought to pass My Joy is doubled I the Author was Who secretly and in the dead of Night This Desart did invade what could affright Being arm'd with Love and my Tyrsis to find Whose Plaints became my Guides till then ne'er kind Unseen at Distance following to his Cave VVhich when securest sleep had made his Grave I enter'd him with fain'd Voice to awake Reciting oft Tyrsis Tyrsis then spake These hollow Accents I the shadow am Of her thou vainly lovest and now came But to conjure thee to yield up my Right To Leonice cease unto her thy Spight Heav'n wils it so and Cleon it commands VVho shall delight in your united Bands VVhen strait he it confirming with a Grone I vanished and left him there alone But lest he should believe it but Conceit VVrought on his Fancy again my Deceit Attempts a second Proof But see th' effect VVhich in my Search his wandring steps direct Yet what with Crast I sought with Crast I le shun She retires on one side Tyrsis enters Lest I should mar what is so well begun Tyrsis Thou blessed Shadow whom I yet adore Why do'st thou thus command me to restore Thy Right unto Another can it be That thou art tyr'd with Importunity Of Love or do'st my Sighs and Tears disdain As too mean Offrings empty fruitless vaine Alas though these effects oft fail and die The cause endureth to Eternity My love which now an unknown Trial proves Since to destroy it self thy Will it moves Tempt yet the same to possibility Inflict some yet unheard of Cruelty If any yet is left I did not trie And I shall count it Guilt thee to deny VVhich now is such thee even to obey Since thou command'st my Love my Love betray Who shall dispense those holy Vows did tie Our sympathising Souls in Harmony Ev'n she whose Power only did them frame Her Power only must dissolve the same If but t' unloose my Love she did intend Why since hers could not seeks she not my End Perhaps when Souls cast off this Earth delight T'in infinite objects their loves to unite No Jealousie can touch their pure Essence Which only but the Object is of Sense All all possess in so equal degree Ev'n 'twixt themselves Distinction cannot be Why then defer I her to satisfie He discovers Leonice Propitious Heav'n see that Divinity VVho my Commander was is now my Guide She seems to ••ie he takes hold on her and kneels Leonice ev'n she that did us divide Is now become the means us to unite If for my Punishment your exchang'd Spite Then mine more just have not o'rethrown your Love Leonice VVhat Miracle is this you Gods above Mock not our Frailty if this Tyrsis be What I of him sought why seeks he now of me Or is it but his shadow you have tane T' increase my Sorrow and reproach my Shame Tyrsis 'T is that Tyrsis who for Cleons Respect Did long so much thy injur'd Love neglect But be'ing by her discharged from my vow No other Object can my Love allow Then thy fair self let no Reproach reveal He kisses her hand My Shame on this true Penitence I seale Leonice This doth confirm that you are truly he But your intention yet I cannot see Tyrsis Ever to be yours if my former Hate My true Love and Remorse may expiate Leonice How shall either be known Tyrsis Heav'n's holy Bands Shall both confirm joyning both Hearts
Glorious Inscriptions Arts ornaments •ayt Truth to disguise onely on prosprous Fate Such Traines from Iauning mercenary witts His Fortune or his Temper not besitts No Judge praeposest if approu'd his Fame Shall wante no other Monument but his Name 〈…〉 ASTRAEA OR True Love's Myrrour A PASTORAL Composed BY LEONARD WILLAN GENT. Pace floret Amor Humilitate Innocentia LONDON Printed by R. White for Henry Cripps and Lodowick Lloyd and are to be sold at their Shop in Popes-Head-Alley 1651. TO The Illustrious Princess MARY Dutches of Richmond and Lennox Madam THis figurative Star presented to your view no sooner formed generally distinguishable to our Horison becoming suddenly obscured by the Eclipses of those greater Lights from whom essentially it should have had both Influence and Lustre hath mov'd concealed many years till now by the Reflection of your affinitive eminence in Vertue and Beauty It hath presumed to assume a Being more communicable Reject not Madam the Access hereof because transacted to your hand by so despicable an Introducer It soly is your Property not only by the advantage of Worth in civil rights of Honour and Respect your Present but by the advantage of Similitude in rule of Dialect your proper Attribute The pretended perfection of Astraea's Vertue and Beauty intitled her to a celestial Figure the essential Graces whereof in you shall really translate you to so transcendent a Glory that those refulgent Lights are thereof but imperfect Shadows Those Objects of true Love figured in her so happily to encounter as perfect a subject to receive their Impressions and mutually communicate the like effects to the forming of one mysterious Union are visibly exprest in the admired ravishing and harmonious agreement of your Hymeneal Amitie Astraea is figured to discend from noble Progeny who to avoid the Military Fury of debording Multitudes which passing frequently through Gaule descended like an irresistible Torrent on the Roman Empire were constrained to betake them to the humble Sanctuary of a Pastorical condition This Circumstance will meet no trivial Analogie in the Eminence of your Extraction and Consequence of your present Rural Retreat So that with permission may evidently be concluded that in reference to your Natural perfections Civil Transactions or Accidental Occurrence Astraea may in equity presume to be either your Type Parallel or Character Disdain not Madam her Resemblance in respect of the Humility figured in her condition since 't is the perfect'st and most proper Note of her Nobility which where divided shew the Original of such ostentive Attributes with what glorious Titles soever illustrated had but a reproachful Acquisition And although your vertues need no other Monument but their own perfection to constitute their Memory eternal yet since Fortune is the chiefest Agitator in humane Occurrences whose Power is still exercis'd in opposition of such eminent Faculties your Counterfeit in Astraea may happily outlast your marble Epitaph or Figure If so It soly is the Crown and Glory of his Enterprise whose vanity can aspire to no higher Honour then to survive the Malice of his Fate in his unworthy Ministry to your Fame under the Title of Your Graces Humble Servant LEO WILLAN Persons Represented Adamas a Priest Lindamor Lover to Galataea a Noble man Ligdamon a Noble man Lover to Sylva Paris alias Ergaste supposed son to Adamas but son to Bellinda Celadon a Shepherd Lover to Astraea Sylvander a Shepherd Lover to Diana Lycidas a Shepherd Lover to Phillis brother to Celadon Tyrsis a Shepherd who laments the loss of Cleon. Hylas a Shepherd an inconstant Lover Bellinda Mother to Diana Galataea Princess of the Country Leonida one of her Nymphs Niece to Adamas Sylva one of Galataea's Nymphs Astraea Shepherdesses Diana Shepherdesses Phillis Shepherdesses Leonice a Shepherdess in Love with Tyrsis Stella a Shepherdess the last Mistris of Hylas The Scene THe frontispiece is a wreath of fresh Foliage much like the enterance into a close Alley the tops whereof interlac'd represent the perfect figure of an Arch at whose intersection is a kind of knot whereon is enscribed in letters of gold FOREST over which two little Cupidons by either hand support a Garland little distant from the same At either foot hereof is plac'd on little pedistals the figure of a Shepherd and Shepherdess the one in a pretty posture merrily playing on a Flute the other very intentively ordring her scatter'd flowrs in form of a Garland To which succeeds in prospective order close united Trees which by degrees o•retop each other the former not much exceeding the height of a man through which the sight is conveyed to a very fair Palace at foot whereof runneth a winding stream the Canopy of the whole a Serene Skie THe Scene being a pretty while discovered appears at far end thereof a Shepherdess with a little Dog parried in Ribbons of several colours when sodainly privately within are heard sundry voices one answering the other till each have sung his part at the end whereof all joyn their voices each voice is so ordered as may seem far distant from the Auditors and a like distant from each other SONG Sung by a Mean WHen Days bright Star appears Th' ayrie Choristers fill our Ears With cheerful Melodie Our earthly Star say say Like Tribute now shall we not pay In our best Harmony A Treble answers Yes yes alas we prise But to behold her beauteous Eys Aurora's lesser Light See see how envious Shame With blushie Guilt her Cheeks doth stain To see our Star more bright A Base answers Shepherds your Flocks unfold These glorious Beams you now behold Their Enemies disarm Whose savage Rage with fear Allaies you Star i' th upper Sphere This with Love beauties Charme All Those dreaming Shadows leave Your Fancies which deceive Your stupid Souls awak If true Ioys you 'l partake Or thus in Dialogue by a Treble and a Base SONG 1. WHat Star is that shoots through the Skie 2. Blind Shepherd 't is Astraea's Eye 1. How like approaching Day she clears the calm smiling Aire 2. Yet where she appears threats clouds of dark dispair 1. Clear'd by pure Fire 2. Or consum'd by rash Desire 1. A blest Death 2. By her Breath Our Souls so to expire Both Let 's mix our Voices each agree Merrily yield her his Liberty 1. Vnto her Altars Flowers bring 2. There dwelleth everlasting Spring 1. In Love's mysterious Orders see that they ranked be 2. She may in them read our silent Elegie 1. In Garlands woond 2. Wherewith then our Summets crown'd 1. We gladly 2. So may die Her Victims without wound Both Let 's mix our Voices all agree Merrily yield her our Liberty Which ended the Shepherdess avanceth to the Frontispiece of the Scene ERRATA PAge 4. line 6. read now no time p. 32. l. 1. r. Fate 's p. 49. l. 5. r. still keeping p. 53. l. 7. r. How Mistris p. 91. l. 25. r. her Orb. p. 93. l. 8. r. be Reproach p. 93. l. 23. r. yet know
Believe it fair Astraea what I have suffered is enough 't is now time you suffer me to act the personage of Celadon having so long and with so much pain represented One that of all those in the world is most contrary to him Astraea Thou nought canst add I was so full before Thou shalt again exhausted Grief restore Whilst restless I Lifes weary minutes tell In Swan-like plaints sounding my Funeral knell Phillis Sorrows first shock to no Advice will yield To her self then takes her by the hand who seems to re•• on her Who struggle with 't wound what they thought to shield Scene 4. Act 1. Celadon Leonida Sylva Celadon NAture and Art seem marri'd here to be VVhere each agreeing part 's a Harmonie To himself Yet is' t to me like Horror of the Night To the Guilty Banish't Astraea's Sight To them again It seems design'd an amorous Abode To shrowd the pleasures of some rural God VVhat place is that whose close compacted shade Phoebus in highest pride can scarce invade Leonida Gentle Shepheard i' th' thickest of that Grove Is plac'd the fountain of the Truth of Love VVherein each Lover may their loved see And if by them any then loved be Their Forms seem coupled But as then if None The single Figure doth appear alone It was erected by the famous Skill Of a Magitian Jealousie to kill Celadon I 've heard the fame thereof being so nigh Are we not licenc'd the vertue to trie Leonida No gentle Swain this fair Nymphs cruelty On incen'st Love forbids that Liberty Celadon As how I pray Leonida That I shall strait relate Pointing to Sylva Nay frown not Sylva now it is too late This Nymph whose Beauty Worth and Grace In all their hearts that see her hold a place Amongst the rest two noble Spirits rise In Emulation to make her their Prize In Natures gifts and Fortunes both were rich And their own vertues such as might bewitch Any with Love save Sylva's equal eye Which bred 'twixt Rivals equal Amity Long had they both without Advantage strove Each of the Other or of Sylva's Love At length with one assent they both agree To the best priz'd of her her to leave free Which her impartial Grace could not decide They therefore to this Fountain them apply'd Wherein each gazing with a greedy eye VVho should be honour'd with Preheminencie Found neither lov'd her Figure still Alone Together and asunder them being shown At which their Love gave place unto their Ire VVith Magitians they secretly conspire This to make void which not allow'd to Art They to fell Lions do the Guard impart By art confin'd nor can this Charm untie Till the two perfect'st Lovers for it die Celadon Sorrow attends my wonder Sylva Me the blame VVhile this home-friend seeks to extend my shame Galatea She imbraceth Cal••lon My better self I 've been too long away Each Minute spent from thee is a lost Day He seems to faint they support him How fares my Life some grief doth thee oppress I fear it is thy Fevors Re-access Celadon Th' are welcome Summons such I would not flie Galatea Render not fruitless so our Charity Leonida Madam this Shepheards safety doth depend On some skil'd hand may give his griefs an end Galatea Thee to believe my Fear doth me invite But m'Honor's stain'd he being expos'd to sight Leonida Madam to me'tis dearer then mine own As by my careful service shall be shown My Uncles Skil his Faith and Love to you I know your Grace misdoubts not to be true He 's your Creature whose Prudence will conceal And further your intents as his own weal I 'le thither haste with speed if so you please That his presence your Griefs in his may ease Galatea Th' advice is good yet him my Love not show Extent All but Leo•••• Haste Leonida Fear saies thou art too slow Leonida I will not tax thee for unequal Flames To her self Titles are but Policies empty Names VVhilst Love like Death casteth those Scepters by And gives all Natures works Equality Had not the same Object with equal Fire Inflam'd my Soul I 'd cherish'd thy desire VVhich in pretence of duty to the State My jealous Love by Craft must violate Scene 1. Act. 2. Phillis Diana Astraea Phillis OUr discontinu'd Sports we must repaire Lest yielding Sorrows should our thoughts insnare Diana I saw some Company in yonder Plain Let 's bend our Courses them to entertain Leonida Leonida appears With a little stop ••rook with a kind of wonder To her self My uncles absence gives me leave awhile In rural Sports my Passion to beguile As if a second Emulation drove T' a new Trial each goddess from above Nature is but a Niggard in our Courts Prodigal here beyond weak Fames reports To them Your flourishing Graces have made me poor In my weak wishes to salute your store Phillis Fair Nymph if any such in us you see 'T is from your Presence they imparted be Leonida Nay fair One to vie 't is not my Pretence With such false Coyn might cost your Innocence Leave that unto the self-deceiving Court I come to partake of your Love and Sport Diana Your honour'd Presence will their VVorths exter If your high rais'd Thoughts can so low descend Leonida Rather such humble Calmness will inure Sylvander appears on the Scene walking as •ot heedi•• them To greater Thoughts true Greatness to ensure VVhat Shepherd 's that Diana 'T is One in whom appears Nothing that 's rustick but the Coat he wears Yet so insensible I mean to Love That any's Conquest he disdains to prove Leonida Of whence Phillis That were impossible to show Since he himself the same ne're yet could know His Extraction he thinks hath been from hence Which makes him here to place his Residence Diana He sees us not else his civil Aboard Would of himself more knowledge you afford Phillis •air Nymph wilt please you him to entertain Leonida •our Character 's too fair that to refrain Phillis He salutes them but passeth by the speaking to him turns back Is this the fashion of those greater Towns Where you were bred who us intitle Clowns Our Entertainments thus to interrupt And second it with a Depart abrupt Sylvander Since 'twas m'ill hap such Error to commit The fault is less not to continue it Diana 'T was rather that no Object here you saw You from your self thought worthy to withdraw Yet if on this fair Nymph your eyes you turn Y' are too insensible if you not burn Sylvander Fair Shepherdess Loves sole attractive Ties Are onely bred by equal Sympathies The Disproportion 'twixt her worth and mine May easily discharge me of that Crime Leonida VVhere 's the Difference in Body or in Mind Y 'ave equal Properties of both I find Sylvander Fair Nymph of ev'ry thing the reall Prize Not from th' Appearance but the use doth rise Else many Beasts'fore Man we might commend In many Properties they him transcend Yet since They for Mans
Use Man for the Gods Was made in Dignity this gives Man th' odds The Gods which thus distinguish't have each thing Imparting worth as they design their Being Were taxable if equal Worth th' ordain In you for Nymph in me but for a Swain Leonida But why these fair Ones then since as you say Of like Condition could not they you stay Sylvander The Lesser still gives place unto the Great Diana Disdainful Swain so lightly us to treat Sylvander That is not such which of her is a Part. Diana VVe have enough to force a milder Heart Sylvander The principal you want that to fulfil Diana And what may that be Sylvander Fair One 't is your will Phillis Which is so contrary to that Effect To Sylva••er As ev'n Sylvander's is i' th' same respect Sylvander •air Astraea I be you my Sanctuary He ••em• t••ly behin• A•tre• •o shield me from invading Treachery Diana Mine's the Outrage whilst me thus to protect She renders both my Cause and Force suspect Sylvander Rather by th' last Stroke seeing me o'rethrown Shee 'd steal that Glory you had made your Own Phillis As though your VVorth were so consid'rable To vanquish you were somewhat ho•'rable But leaving Words it by th' Effects let 's prove What Shepherdess hath it engag'd to love Sylvander All those to which it hath apply'd my Thought Phillis As you would say you yet ne're any sought Which shews your want of Courage or of Wit Seeing what 's lovely and not loving it Sylvander Or want of Will the same to undertake Phillis Such is the proud Pretence you seem to make To this Troop I appeal what words can't clear Let Demonstration make it to appear Leonida That is but just Diana To that we all agree Phillis Then fair Diana you the Judge shall be Injoyn him strait some Shepherdess to serve On whose forc't Love he prove he doth deserve Diana Love violence to suffer doth disdain But what his Object sweetly doth constrain Yet thus much I ordain on One he trie With due Respect to gain an Am•ty Sylvander Though you pass Judgement e're you hear me speak I do assent Nor this decree will break Provided such she be you me design Have Worth and Knowledge to distinguish mi•• Phillis You seek Evasion you in vain to free For ev'n Diana's self the same shall be She wanteth neither none can it gain-say Diana •eem• a verse to that motion She hath Worth worth to judge Worth worth to pay Leonida Nay fair One y' are ingag'd too far to flie Astraea 'T is the Nymphs request you must not deny Diana So that three Moons decreas'd he not presume My judgement past such liberty t' assume Sylvander To which he vows with Purity no less He kneels and kisses 〈◊〉 hand Then sacred Veftals when they do profess To you fair Mistris one Plaint I prefer For wrongs I suffer Diana Say what you 'd infer Sylvander If 'cause my Worth 'gainst one did it despise I vainly held to Proof condemn'd arise Why ought not she who then I vainer far Suffer the like being Author of this war Astraea So just a Sutor cannot be deny'de Leonida It pretty Musick is thus to divide Diana Say ther what is' t Sylvander That she research in Love Some Swain th' advantage of her Worth to prove Diana 'T were unreasonable Reason doth not tie To make good ought with breach of Decency On some Shepherdess she shall try the same Phillis Let it Astraea be Astraea That were your shame That you suspect your Merit 't will be thought To choose VVork to your hand already wrought Leonida This difference by one Judge should be decreed Astraea Diana 't is your second Charge Phillis She kisses Diana Agreed Tyrsis Leonice Hylas A SONG They appear at far end of the Scene TH' all-conquering Archers All 's Birth and End For Mastery By Tyrsis Their Force do try Their Empires to extend Death in my Cleon Loves Force did defeat Love in my Heart By her Desert Frames yet a living Seat Where she still lives nor was it she that dy'd Our mutual souls Exchanging mouls 'T is I that death have try'd But thou my Cleon though thou scapd'st this As thy Death me My Sorrow thee Will quickly overthrow Leonida What Shepherd 's that which Sings Sylvander 'T is one bewails His Mistris Death whom Love again assails By th' Importunities of a new Desire Inviting him to quench his former Fire Leonida That Shepherdess you mean Sylvander Fair Nymph the same You more shall know when we them entertain A SONG By Hylas FIe fie upon this whining Love Which Love's best flower fades Love should Delight but no Grief prove Such Love weak Souls invades Each how'r a Beauty as in May You would a fragrant Rose Chuse chuse for wingy Times decay Hastes e're It doth disclose Leonida This last it seems is of another Mind Sylvander Fair Nymph the pleasant'st that you e're shall find To all Objects he doth his Heart enure That who gives him the wound may give the Cure Leonida He 's no Deceiver that declares the same Sylvander He makes hi Glory what we think his Shame Hylas Should I as you each Mistris Loss lament l'th' intrim they come up to the fire of the Scene Eternity not bound could griefs extent Tyrsis Were you as I you need lament but One Hylas Were you as I you would lament for None Heartless Mistris will you not Courage take This Shepherds scornful usage to forsake Leonice I grieve that thus my want of Pow'r is shown Not for your Consid'ration but my Own Hylas Well since you are of the same Humor still Though you command not yours I do my VVill I take my Leave or else will give it you Holds out his hand My love grows Stale I must exchange a New Sylvander To Tyrsis Gentle Shepherd the cause of your sad Fate Our Countries custome wils you to relate Tyrsis Kneels First unto Heav'n my thanks and then to you What you desire to hear we both must sue By you it is th' Oracle doth intend To give our Diff'rence and our Sorrows end Sylvander How hap's e're now so much you me ne're told Y 'ave seen me often Tyrsis He takes a little billes out of his Scrip and reads the Oracle Oracle Ev'en so Heav'n it would VVhere Lignons crooked Stream doth flow You shall a curious Shepherd see Who first shall seek your Griefs to know Him hear for he your Judge shall be Here of the Issue we have long desir'd But you 're the first that it of us requir'd Sylvander You must make vow t' observe what I decree Tyrsis As to the Gods Leonice We both to It agree Sylvander To Diana and takes her by the ••nd Fair mistris are you not dispos'd to sit Phillis Your honor to the Nymph you do forget Sylvander It should be so indeed in civil Tyes They sit all but Leonice and Tyrsis But Loves rights are prefer'd 'fore Ceremonies Leonice Most
Charity Succurred an half drown'd Shepherd in whom Galatea prepossess'd beleeves her Doom But the inamor'd Shepherd doth reject Her Flames seeming some other to respect Yet she 'gainst Honor Reason or his Hate Vowes to inthrone him in her Bed and State Yet my commission bids not this declare Sir he 's fal'n sick which threats a new despair In whose Succor I 'me sent t' implore your aid Which cannot but by miracle be allaid Save him or save him not such is her Doom Her Honor or her Self you must intombe Adamas Do not despair these clowds I 'le quickly clear Leonida Alas my own love painteth thus my Fear To herselfe Scene 1. Act 2. Sylvander Victorious Archer whose self-pleasing Spoiles Filleth my Bosome with these homebred broiles Accept thy Conquest I do not resist But 'gainst a yeilding Heart no more insist Why represent'st thou still her glorious trayn Of charming Graces to reinforce my Pain I 'fore thy shrine like innocent victime stand To sacrifice my self with mine own hand Thus sporting in thy Flame like silly flie I singe my wings and for that Folly die If this the sacred Storehouse of thine Arms I have by stealth attempted Mine own harms Punish that Crime while rashly I aspire Prometheus Pain must follow my Desire If for some Gods Abode this Structure 's rais'd M Impiety's punish't o're curiously t' ave gaz'd While this Diana's presence I invade Unto my rav'nos thoughts I am betraid If as her worth thou seek'st t' inlarge Despaire I will with thee against my self prepare This second Fuel Her too much worth implies That I must prove her double Sacrifice Yet Love thou art too covetous b' unjust force He seem•• to l•e him down to sleep All Duties to thy self thus to ingross Forget not Natures rights lest hers orethrown Thou do'st thy self deprive thee of thine Own Leonida Celadon Leonida Leonida and Celadon appear upon the Scene with a womans garment loosly cast about him By this Disguise from those Bonds I thee free Which all neglecting all court Sov'raignty Nor wonder I that thou do'st it despise Thou more Subiect'st with those commanding Eyes Yet foolish I thus to obey thy will Steal thee from other but my self do kill Celadon Fair Nymph do not that Beauty so debase To sue who should be sought to nor desace The image of that Love I did discover I know you 'd not accept a faithless Lover Leonida Well since to other destin'd is that heart Gentle Swayn vouchsafe me this to impart That in your mem'ry friendly place I have Celadon Worth'est of Friends ev'n such unto my grave Else may Heav'ns heav'est Veng'ance me persue A thousand Thankes They imbrace Exit 〈◊〉 Leonida A thousand times adue Celadon Alas my flight my Prison but extend's Since with my life my Bondage only end 's Can the World's vastest limits other be For bad b' Astraea Astraea not to see Thus being depriv'd my Sun Dayes clearest light Shall be to me but as the blackest Night I 'le in this Desert seek some hollow Cave Shall be to me a Mansion and a Grave Asleep if Griefe these lights have not ore'thrown H• spies Sylvand•••sleep Surely me thinks this Shepherd I have known It is Sylvander whose vet closed Lids His Sorrows swelling Ruptures not forbids Alas poor Friend• I have heard of the change Thou hast made of thy Peace nor think it strange Thy Heart hath still harbor'd noblest Desires And such Love thinketh fittest for his fires Yet may'st thou happier therein be then I VVhose only Love prove's only Misery The occasions fair I will it not debate I feel the hasty Summons of my Fate Though Celadon b' exil'd Astraeas sight He puts his hand in his scrip takes out pen and paper and writes and folds it up Yet sure t' Astraea Celadon may write More happy paper haste unto her hand Not to recall her over-harsh Command But to assure her since such is her VVill Approaching Death her Sentence shall fulfill VVhile unrepining Hers I do depart Though ruder Fate hath rob'd me of her Heart If but one tear her cheek thou chance to lave I wish no other Monument to my Grave Puts it in his hand and goes ou• Wakens and rising discovers the letter He reads it To thee Sylvander this office I commend Ev'n as the last any shall me befrend Sylvander Ha! a letter am I asleep or wake If I still dream not how came I this to take LETTER To the most lov'd and most fair Shepherdess of the universe The most unfortunate and most faithful of her Servants wisheth that weale which Fortune him denies My extream Affection shall never consent to give the name of Pain or Punishment to what by your Command I suffer Nor shall ever permit Complaint to come from that mouth was only destin'd for your Praise But It may permit me to say that the State wherein I am which an Other would perhaps think insupportable contenteth me insomuch as I know you will and ordain It such Be not scrupulous to extend yet farther if possible your commands I shall still continue my Obedience to the end that if my Life hath not been capable to assure my fidelity my Death may 'T is doubtless I the Demon guardes my Soul Reading my passion doth it here inroule To the most fair Diana must be she Looks upon the letter And most belov'd that sure is meant of me Then she n' other object such love can give Then I n' other subject such love receive Thanks my good Geni'us better skilld then I With their own figure dost my thoughts supply Scene 4. Act. 2. Leonice Lycidas encounter Leonice PRopitious Fate as I could wish 't is he To herself Now thrive my Vengeance by my subtlety Gentle Shepherd saw you not pass this way To him A lonely Swain seems from himself to stray Lycidas Fair Shepherdess how should I know the same Leonice T is One doth his dead Mistris Loss complain I heard he in the Company should be Of Phillis and her Servant Lycydas who is he Leonice He 's sensible I see T is one they call Silander or Sylvander slender and tall To her self Lycidas By what judge you him her Servant to be Leonice By some seene freedomes of their Amity Which to my own Practice therein applyd That they are Lovers should not be deny'd Lycidas To himself She speakes my feares yet she a stranger is To them or me which confirmes true it is Leonice You saw none such Lycidas Not any pass this way Leonice Good morrow Swaine Lycidas To you a better day Exit Leonīce What Perfection can Man in VVoman find That may arrest the Levity of her Mind Phillis Diana Astraea She aboards Lycidas who Walks in a discontented posture She takes him by the arme He flings from her goes out and she follows him Phillis VVhy walkes my Shepheard with so sad a cheare Lycidas As thou wer 't innocent away forbear Diana VVhat suddain change is this Astraea His
and Hands Scene 4. Act. 5. Stella Hylas Stella YOur pleasant Humor you have left I find If not to me be to your self more kind Shake Dulness off can his own Enemies Death Thus droopingly stop merry Hylas breath Hylas It was from his my Harmony did spring And now is ended where it did begin Opposites support each other one Wit Enter Phillis with a merry countenance smilng on Hylas Begets Another and subsists by It. How Phillis doth that Countenance become These Times Or hath thy Inmate left his room In your Sex ne're Inhabitant was Sorrow For still 't is here to day and gone to morrow Phillis Hylas I 'de persecute thee thus an Age And change thy wonted Mirth into a Rage Leonice and Tyrsis listen at distance to their discourse Could I my Joy within it self contain Know then whom thou thought'st were are now not slain Hylas Hah Phillis Astraea Diana thou shalt see VVith Celadon and Sylvander living be Hylas By what strange Miracle Phillis It seems the force Of Magick Charms were here not to divorce The Soul and Body as thought but t' invade The depriv'd Senses with Death's seeming shade A breathless Slumber which now having end New life to us in their revivings send Hylas I do begin m' Heresie to forsake But such another will a Convert make Leonice Leonice and Tyrsis en•er By such Another such you Other see Phillis me pardon your Loves Jealousie Tyrsis And let the Innocent your Grace partake Phillis Ye both are such if such I both can make Hylas I 'm thunder-strucken how joyn quick and dead I will believe now any thing can be sed Leonice We did partake your Sorrows when t' us shown Which by your Joy had death so soon as known Tyrsis To perfect which let us them haste to see Phillis To that your eys may present witness be The whole troop of Shepherds enter in solemn manner with great silence which at distance making a stand after a while Adamas alone approacheth the Temple and kneeleth which done all the rest do the like at that distance they were at Adamas Ador'd Divinity fair Venus son Who Agent art of all that e're begun Foe to Confusion first of Heav'nly race As thou did'st Chaos so vouchsafe thy Grace Our amaz'd Doubts to order and enlight We come not Cur'osity to delight But thy prescribed Ord'nance to obey In consulting thy Oracle this day Pronounce thou God in favour of our Groves VVhat Destiny thou dost disign their loves Th' object of our Demands is to please thee A •aming Cupid appears in the mid'st of the fountain 〈◊〉 • Porphis pedestal Let our Content thy Answers Subject be O•acle Since that faithful Lover requir'd Alexis is to all expir'd Celadon receive thy happy Choice Astraea thee Heav'n doth present The price of thy long Discontent To which let none oppose his voice Celadon My humble thanks just Love for this thy Grace Heavante•• and again kneels in Shepherds habit Thy Ordinances still I will imbrace Above all Deities To thee each day I will fresh Tributes of Devotion pay In stead of Sighs and Tears I will renew The purest Flames thy Altar ever knew Which shall like Vestal's fier never dye Replenish't still by her Sun-staining Eye And since thou hast in Love giv'n me the Prize I will for ever be thy Sacrifice Adamas Celadon rising retires to the rest of the company all continue kneeling Great God propitious still once more disclose How of Sylvander doth your VVill dispose Oracle Sylvander must no longer live To Paris I Diana give And Adamas my just Command Bids that he die by thine own Hand Sylvander Cupid vanisheth Sylvander hastily runs and casts himself on his knees before the Altar while all the rest rise Thou ireful God who become envi'us art Of my Fdelity glut thee with a Heart Inshrines a Beauty would thee dispossess Of thy usurped Pow'r did'st not supress By unjust Force her humble Devotairs Winding them thus in these thy cruel Snares Yet this I have to thank thee for that I He rises Shall have the Glory thus for her to die Diana You cruel Gods mix Mercy with your Spight Both Lives and Loves see that you disunite Paris My Soul doth grieve it cannot happy be Without this his preceding Misery Celadon My Joy 's imperfect Lycidas Alas poor Lover He hath try'd one Death now must try ' nother Adamas The Gods more cruel are who me to live Do suffer yet then that they Death thee give Yet must our Piety obey their Will Prepare you strait their Sentence to fulfill Sylvander He approacheth to Diana kneels and kisses her hand still holding it First then to thee fair Author of this Strife Not to the Gods I offer up my Life They it compell'd but thou it willing hast With more Piety since heav'n's in thee plac't Diana I will precede thee in thy hasty Flight She faints and is supported by her mother Astrea and Phillis And vail my Soul in ever mournful Night Sylvander Let nought disturb your Joys to all Adue Now in my bloud your zealous Sword imbrue Adamas An Officer stands ready with a ba••a Sylvander kneels First to observe our wonted Ceremony With Victims bloud the Altar sprinkled see Truss up your Sleeve and then extend your Arm. That wel-known Mark my feeble Senses charm Here he stops and after some amazement fals on his neck Sylvander still kneeling He rises shews the company his arm My Son Paris my Son Gods cannot lie For by my hand doth now Sylvander die Let Wonder cease see see a Branch see here Of that fresh Tree we welcome the new Year This confirms thou art mine whom Soldiers Rage In unjust War made innocent Pillage Paris but for thy sake is Paris nam'd Thou art my Son him only such I fram To salve my Sorrow with a false relief Turns to Paris Still thou art such in Love forsake thy Grief I will unite thy Alliance to my bloud She pawses while he gives Paris hand to her Here Niece to thee Leonida You must not be withstood Adamas With half my Wealth nor is he of Stock mean As I suppose I found him nigh yon Stream A child of equal Age and Fate to mine Whom I had lost and ev'n about that time About his neck did hang in Chain of gold A rich Jewel did this Inscription fold Born of a Lion Which he still doth wear They look on it Bellinda knowing it fals upon his neck As to all Eys it plainly may appear Bellinda My son Ergaste My too long lost Son Not of a Lion born but of Alion Astraea Fie Diana lift up thine Eys see see Sylvander shall again thine living be Diana Sighing awakes as out of a dream Why do you thus my dying soul distract Bellinda Taking Sylvander and joyning his hand with Diana's I will it cure with this welcome Contract Diana Sylvander presenting himself on his knees is by Adamas separated They kneel Adamas takes him by the hand