provoke When I am dead Orazia may forgive She never must if I dare wish to live Oraz. Hold hold O Montezuma can you be So careless of your self but more of me Though you have brought me to this misery I blush to say I cannot see you die Mont. Can my approaching Fate such pity move The Gods and you at once forgive and love Trax. Fond Fool thus to mispend that little breath I lent thee to prevent not hasten Death Let her thank you she was unfortunate And you thank her for pulling on your fate Prove to each other your own Destinies Draws Enter Zempoalla hastily and sets a Dagger to Orazia's Breast Zemp. Hold hold Traxalla or Orazia dies O is't Orazia's Name that makes you stay 'T is her great Power not mine that you obey Inhumane Wretch dar'st thou the Murtherer be Of him that is not yet Condemn'd by me Trax. The Wretch that gave you all the pow'r you have May venture sure to execute a Slave And quench a flame your fondness would have burn Which may this City into ashes turn The Nation in your guilty Passion lost To me ungrateful to your Country most But this shall be their Offering I their Priest Zemp. The wounds thou giv'st I 'll copy on her Breast Strike and I 'll open here a spring of blood Shall add new Rivers to the crimson flood How his pale looks are fix'd on her 't is so Oh does amazement on your spirit grow What is your publick Love Orazia's grown Cou'dst thou see mine and yet not hide thy own Suppose I shou'd strike first wou'd it not breed Grief in your publick heart to see her bleed Trax. She mocks my passions in her sparkling eyes Death and a close dissembled fury lies I dare not trust her thus If she must die The way to her lov'd Life through mine shall lie He puts her by and steps before Orazia and she runs before Montezuma Zemp. And he that does this Stranger 's fate design Must to his heart a passage force through mine Trax. Can fair Orazia yet no pity have 'T is just she shou'd her own Preserver save Zemp. Can Montezuma so ungrateful prove To her that gave him Life and offers Love Oraz. Can Montezuma live and live to be Just to another and unjust to me You need not be ungrateful can she give A Life to you if you refuse to live Forgive me Passion I had rather see You dead than kind to any thing but me Mont. O my Orazia To what new joys and knowledge am I brought Are deaths hard lessons by a Woman taught How to despise my Fate I always knew But ne'er dâ—rst think at once of death and you Yet since you teach this generous jealousie I dare not wish your Life if I must die How much your Love my Courage does exceed Courage alone would shrink to see you bleed Zemp. Ungrateful Stranger thou shalt please thy Eyes And gaze upon Orazia while she dies I 'll keep my Vow It is some joy to see That my Revenge will prove my Piety Trax. Then both shall die we have too long withstood By private Passions urg'd the publick good Zemp. Sure he dissembles and perhaps may prove My ruine with his new ambitious Love Were but this Stranger kind I 'd cross his Art And give my Empire where I gave my heart Aside Yet thou ungrateful Man Let thy approaching ruine make thee wise Mont. Thee and thy Love and Mischief I despise Zemp. What shall I do some way must yet be try'd What Reasons can she use whom Passions guide Trax. Some black designs are hatching now false Eyes Are quick to see anothers Treacheries Zemp. Rash Stranger thus to pull down thy own fate Mont. You and that Life you offer me I hate Enter Jaylor Zemp. Here Jaylor take what title must he have Slave Slave Am I then Captive to a Slave Why art thou thus unwilling to be free Mont. Death will release me from these Chains and thee Zemp. Here Jaylor take this Monster from my sight And keep him where it may be always night Let none come near him if thou dost expect To pay thy Life the price of the Neglect Mont. I scorn thy Pity and thy Cruelty And shou'd despise a Blessing sent from thee Zemp. Oh horror to my Soul take him away My Rage like dam'd up Streams swell'd by some stay Shall from this opposition get new force And leave the bound of its old easie course Come my Traxalla let us both forgive And in these Wretches Fates begin to live The Altars shall be crown'd with Fun'ral Boughs Peace-offrings pay'd but with unquiet Vows Ex. Zem. Tr. Oraz. How are things ordered that the wicked shou'd Appear more kind and gentle than the good Her Passion seems to make her kinder prove And I seem cruel through excess of Love She loves and wou'd prevent his Death but I That love him better fear he shou'd not die My Jealousie immortal as my Love Wou'd rob my Grave below and me above Of Rest. Ye Gods if I repine forgive You neither let me die in Peace nor live Enter Acacis Taylor and Indians Taylor They are just gone Sir Aca. 'T is well be faithful to my just design And all thy Prince's Fortune shall be thine Exit Acacis Indian This shall to the Empress Exit Indian Oraz. What can this mean 'T was Prince Acacis if I durst believe My sight but Sorrow may like Joy deceive Each object different from it self appears That comes not to the Eyes but through their Tears Enter Acacis bringing in Montezuma Ha! Aca. Here Sir wear this again Now follow me Mont. So very good I dare not think for I may guess amiss None can deceive me while I trust to this Exeunt Omnes Enter Orazia conducted by two Indians with their Swords drawn Montezuma Acacis whispering another Indian Aca. Think what a weight upon thy Faith I lay Ind. I ne'er did more unwillingly obey Aca. First Montezuma take thy liberty Thou gav'st me freedom here I set thee free We 're equal now Madam the danger 's great Of close pursuit to favour your Retreat Permit we two a little while remain Behind while you go softly o'er the Plain Oraz. Why shou'd I go before what 's your intent Where is my Father whither am I sent Aca. Your doubts shall soon be clear'd Conduct heron Exit Orazia So Montezuma we are now alone That which my Honour ow'd thee I have paid As Honour was so Love must be obey'd I set Orazia as thy Captive free But as my Mistress ask her back from thee Mont. Thou hast perform'd what Honour bid thee do But Friendship bars what Honour prompts me to Friends shou'd not fight Aca. If Friendship we profess Let us secure each others happiness One needs must die and he shall happy prove In her Remembrance t'other in her Love My Guards wait near and if I fail they must Give up Orazia or betray their trust Mont.
Suppose thou conquer'st wou'dst thou wander o'er The South-Sea Sands or the rough Northern Shore That parts thy spacious Kingdom from Peru And leaving Empire hopeless Love pursue Aca. By which of all my actions cou'd you guess Though more your Merit that my Love was less What prize can Empire with Orazia bear Or where Love fills the Breast what room for fear Mont. Let fair Orazia then the Sentence give Else he may die whom she desires to live Aca. Your greater merits bribe her to your side My weaker Title must by Arms be try'd Mont. Oh Tyrant Love how cruel are thy Laws I forfeit Friendship or betray thy Cause That Person whom I wou'd defend from all The World that Person by my hand must fall Aca. Our Lives we to each others Friendships owe But Love calls back what Friendship did bestow Love has its Cruelties but Friendship none And we now sight in Quarrels not our own Fight Enter Orazia Oraz. What noise is this Hold hold what cause cou'd be so great to move This furious hatred Mont. 'T was our surious Love Aca. Love which I hid till I had set you free And bought your pardon with my liberty That done I thought I less unjustly might With Montezuma for Orazia fight He has prevail'd and I must now confess His Fortune greater not my Passion less Yet cannot yield ye till his Sword remove A dying Rival that holds fast his Love Orazia Who ever falls 't is my Protector still And then the crime 's as great to dye as kill Acacis do not hopeless love pursue But live and this soft malady subdue Aca. You bid me live and yet command me dye I am not worth your care fly Madam fly While I fall here unpittied o'er this Plain Free from pursuit the faithless Mountains gain And these I charge as they wou'd have me think their Friendship true Leave me alone to serve and follow you Make haste fair Princess to avoid that fate Which does for your unhappy Father wait Orazia Is he then left to dye and shall he see Himself forsaken e'er his death by me Mont. What wou'd you do Orazia To Prison I 'll return And there in Fetters with my Father mourn Mont. That saves noâ— his but throws your Life away Orazia Duty shall give what nature once must pay Aca. Life is the gift which Heaven and Parents give And duty best preserves it if you live Orazia I shou'd but further from my Fountain fly And like an unfed stream run on and dye Urge me no more and do not grieve to see Your Honour rival'd by my Piety Exit She goes softly off and often looks back Mont. If Honour wou'd not shame wou'd lead the way I 'll back with her Aca. Stay Montezuma stay Thy Rival cannot let thee go alone My love will bear me though my blood is gone As they are going off Enter Zempoalla Traxalla the Indian that went to tell her and the rest and seizes them Zemp. Seize them Aca. Oh Montezuma thou art lost Orazia comes back Mont. No more proud heart thy useless Courage boast Courage thou curse of the unfortunate That canst encounter not resist ill fate Zemp. Acacis bleeds What barbarous hand has wounded thus my Son Mont. 'T was I by my unhappy Sword 't was done Thou bleed'st poor Prince and I am left to grieve My Rival's fall Trax. He bleeds but yet may live Aca. Friendship and love my failing strength renew I dare not dye when I shou'd live for you My death were now my crime as it wou'd be My guilt to live when I have set you free Thus I must still remain unfortunate Your Life and Death are equally my fate Orazia comes back Orazia A noise again alas what do I see Love thou didst once give place to Piety Now Piety let Love triumph awhile Here bind my hands come Montezuma smile At Fortune since thou sufferest for my sake Orazia will her Captive's Chains partake Mont. Now Fate thy worst Zemp. Lead to the Temple straight A Priest and Altar for these Lovers wait They shall be join'd they shall Trax. And I will prove Those joys in Vengeance which I want in Love Aca. I 'll quench your thirst with Blood and will destroy My self and with my self your cruel joy Now Montezuma since Orazia dyes I 'll fall before thee the first Sacrifice My title in her death shall exceed thine As much as in her life thy hopes did mine And when with our mixt blood the Altar's dy'd Then our new Title let the Gods decide Exeunt ACT V. SCENE I. The Scene opens and discovers the Temple of the Sun all of Gold and four Priests in habits of white and red Feathers attending by a bloody Altar as ready for Sacrifice Then Enter the Guards and Zempoalla and Traxalla Ynca Orazia and Montezuma bound as soon as they are plac'd the Priest sings SONG YOU to whom Victory we owe Whose glories rise By Sacrifice And from our fates below Never did yet your Altars shine Feasted with Blood so near divine Princes to whom we bow As they to you Thus you can ravish from a Throne And by their loss of power declare your own Zemp. NOW to inflict those punishments that are Due to the Authors of invasive War Who to deceive the oppressed World like you Invent false quarrels to conceal the true Ynca My quarrel was the same that all the Gods Must have to thee if there be any odds Betwixt those Titles that are bad or good To Crowns descended or usurpt by Blood Swell not with this success 't was not to thee But to this Man the Gods gave Victory Mont. Since I must perish by my own success Think my misfortunes more my Crimes the less And so forgiving make me pleas'd to dye Thus punish'd for this guilty Victory Ynca Death can make Vertue easie I forgive That word wou'd prove too hard were I to live The Honour of a Prince wou'd then deny But in the Grave all our distinctions dye Mont. Forgive me one thing yet to say I love Let it no more your scorn or anger move Since dying in one flame my ashes must Embrace and mingle with Orazia's dust Ynca Name thy bold love no more lest that last breath Which shou'd forgive I stisle with my death Orazia Oh my dear Father Oh why may not I Since you gave Life to me for you now dye Mont. 'T is I that wrought this mischief ought to fall A just and willing sacrifice for all Now Zempoalla be both just and kind And in my fate let me thy mercy find Be grateful then and grant me that esteem That as I live so dead I may redeem Oraz. O do not for her cruel mercy move None shou'd ask pity but from those they love Weeps Ynca Fond Girl to let thy disobedient Eyes Show a concern for him whom I despise Orazia How love and nature may divide a Breast At once by both their Pow'rs severely prest Yet Sir
my new Prince I thus my homage pay Your Reign is short young King Zemp. Traxalla stay 'T is to my hand that he must owe his fate I will revenge at once my love and hate She sets a Dagger to Montezuma's Breast Trax. Strike strike the conquering Enemy is near My Guards are press'd while you detain me here Zemp. Dye then ungrateful dye Amexia's Son Shall never triumph on Acacis Throne Thy death must my unhappy flames remove Now where is thy defence against my love She cuts the Cords and gives him the Dagger Trax. Am I betrayed He draws and thrusts at Montezuma he puts it by and kills him Mont. So may all Rebels dye This end has Treason join'd with Cruelty Zemp. Live thou whom I must love and yet must hate She gave thee Life who knows it brings her fate Mont. Life is a trifle which I wou'd not take But for Orazia's and her Father's sake Now Ynca hate me if thou canst for he Whom thou hast scorn'd will dye or rescue thee As he goes to attacque the Guards with Traxalla's Sword Enter Amexia Garrucca Indians driving some of the other Party before them Gar. He lives ye Gods he lives great Queen see here Your coming joys and your departing fear Amex. Wonder and joy so fast together flow Their haste to pass has made their passage slow Like strugling Waters in a Vessel pent Whose crowding drops choak up the narrow Vent My Son She imbraces him Mont. I am amaz'd it cannot be That fate has such a joy in store for me Amex. Can I not gain belief that this is true Mont. It is my fortune I suspect not you Gar. First ask him if he old Garrucca know Mont. My honoured Father let me fall thus low Gar. Forbear great Prince 't is I must pay to you That adoration as my Sovereign's due For from my humble Race you did not spring You are the Issue of our Murthered King Sent by that Traytor to his blest abode Whom to be made a King he made a God The story is too full of fate to tell Or what strange fortune our lost Queen befel Amex. That sad relation longer time will crave I liv'd obscure he bred you in a Cave But kept the mighty secret from your Ear Lest heat of blood to some strange course shou'd steer Your youth Mont. I owe him all that now I am He taught me first the noble thirst of fame Shew'd me the baseness of unmanly fear Till th' unlick'd Whelp I pluck'd from the rough Bear And made the Ounce and Tyger give me way While from their hungry Jaws I snatch'd the Prey 'T was he that charg'd my young arms first with toils And drest me glorious in my Salvage spoils Gar. You spent in shady Forest all the day And joy'd returning to shew me the Prey To tell the story to describe the place With all the pleasures of the boasted chase Till sit for arms I reav'd you from your sport To train your Youth in the Peruvian Court I left you there and ever since have been The sad attendant of my exil'd Queen Zemp. My fatal Dream comes to my memory That Lion whom I held in bonds was he Amexia was the Dove that broke his Chains What now but Zempoalla's death remains Mont. Pardon fair Princess if I must delay My love a while my gratitude to pay Live Zempoalla free from dangers live For present merits I past crimes forgive Oh might she hope Orazia's Pardon too Orazia I wou'd have none condemn'd for loving you In me her merit much her fault o'er powers She sought my Life but she preserv'd me yours Amex. Taught by my own I pity her estate And wish her penitence but not her fate Ynca I wou'd not be the last to bid her live Kings best revenge their wrongs when they forgive Zemp. I cannot yet forget what I have been Wou'd you give life to her that was a Queen Must you then give and must I take there 's yet One way that 's by refusing to be great You bid me live bid me be wretched too Think think what Pride unthron'd must undergo Look on this youth Amexia look and then Suppose him yours and bid me live again A greater sweetness on these Lips there grows Than breath shut out from a new folded Rose What lovely charms on these cold Cheeks appear Cou'd any one hate death and see it here But thou art gone Mont. O that you wou'd believe Acacis lives in me and cease to grieve Zemp Yes I will cease to grieve and cease to be His Soul stays watching in his wound for me All that cou'd render Life desir'd is gone Orazia has my Love and you my Throne And Death Acacis yet I need not dye You leave me Mistriss of my destiny In spight of Dreams how am I pleas'd to see Heavens truth or falshood shou'd depend on me But I will help the Gods The greatest proof of Courage we can give Is then to dye when we have to power live Kills her self Mont. How fatally that instrument of death Was hid Amex. She has expir'd her latest breath Mont. But there lies one to whom all grief is due Orazia None e'er was so unhappy and so true Mont. Your Pardon Royal Sir Ynca You have my Love Gives him Oraz. Amex. The Gods my Son your happy choice approve Mont. Come my Orazia then and pay with me Leads her to Acacis Some tears to poor Acacis memory So strange a fate for Men the Gods ordain Our clearest Sun shine shou'd be mixt with rain How equally our joys and sorrows move Death's fatal triumphs join'd with those of Love Love Crowns the dead and death Crowns him that lives Each gains the Conquest which the other gives Exeunt omnes EPILOGUE to the INDIAN QUEEN Spoken by Montezuma YOU see what Shifts we are inforc'd to try To help out Wit with some Variety Shows may be found that never yet were seen 'T is hard to find such Wit as ne'er has been You have seen all that this old World cou'd do We therefore try the fortune of the new And hope it is below your aim to hit At untaught Nature with your practis'd Wit Our naked Indians then when Wits appear Wou'd as soon chuse to have the Spaniards here 'T is true y'have marks enough the Plot the Show The Poet's Scenes nay more the Painter's too If all this fail considering the cost 'T is a true Voyage to the Indies lost But if you smile on all then these designs Like the imperfect Treasure of our Minds 'T will pass for currant wheresoe'er they go When to your bounteous hands their stamps they owe FINIS THE VESTAL VIRGIN OR THE Roman Ladies A TRAGEDY Written by the Honourable Sir ROBERT HOWARD LONDON Printed for Henry Herringman and are to be Sold by R. Bentley J. Tonson F. Saunders and T. Bennet M DC XCII Dramatis Personae Emilius A Roman Senator of great Quality Sertorius One that had been a General
been so Time equal steps to Death and Life does give And those that fear to dye must fear to live Death reconciles the World's and Nature's Strife And is a part of Order and of Life Ver. 'T is out of Order without Nature's call Art It were the same if Accident paid all We have no right in Time to come no more Than we had Title to the Time before Ver. Yet to my Life some pity shou'd be shown Verginia's Life though you despise your own Art Reviving Comfort from that Name is sent And though my fainting Life is almost spent It baits upon your Name and then goes on But 't is so tir'd it cannot travel long Sinks Ver. Oh! Starts up a little Art I cou'd have smil'd at loss of Life and Crowns But at the loss of you I dye in Frowns Dyes Ver. Oh do not leave me thus for pity stay A little 'T was but just now he went away I have not since had time to shed a Tear And yet the Distance does the same appear As if h 'ad been a thousand years from me Time takes no measure in Eternity Weeps over him Enter Hersilia with the Fellow that went off with her Clau. This is th' unhappy place and there the wretched Object Now your promis'd pardon Her Go and live honest Exit Oh my Tiridates speak but one word Runs and kneels by him He 's gone for ever has he not left his Sword She rises To help me after Ha! who 's that appears Sees Verginia Like me in Griefs so drown'd in hopeless Tears Ver. Ha! my Sister Hersilia She will prevent my Death Unless I quickly counterfeit some way To deceive her and my own Life betray Her 'T is she Ah poor Verginia Who 's this who in his Blood thus weltring lies Mourn'd like a Lover by thy tender Eyes Ver. 'T was one made me concern'd I know not how But all is past for he is nothing now So we are told we must account the Dead And Tears are wasted when for nothing shed Her Alas you do but think that you have lov'd Just so when Heaven by some trouble mov'd Unto some tender place its Flames designs It seems to burn because the Lightning shines But when 't is gone after its swift retreat It 's left like you without a Flame or Heat Do but look on and see me take my leave Of my dead Love and you must learn to grieve She goes to kneel by her Love Ver. 'T is Life that must to Griefs their being give And she that learns to grieve must learn to live Goes to Artab Come lend me your Sword that I may find my Heart It keeps me now from you Sure it will smart Tries the Point Yet all 's but Death by Nature Sword or Flame But we find choice in that which is the same And when the Gods our Life seem to deny 'T is kind to let us chuse which way to dye Why d' ye hold your Sword so fast let go Tries to get the Sword This does not like your Love but Courage shew I have been told and do believe it true Love out-lives Death which Courage needs not do Let go Her Stay I had forgot to take my leave of her She rises 'T is just that Nature shou'd some share receive Since she in Death for ever takes her leave Ha poor Girl what art thou doing there Sees Ver. by Artab Do not conceal thy Love nor hide a Tear Ver. Nothing indeed I only look'd to see Why the Dead gave the Living misery I fanci'd Death some Horrour did express It rather seems to promise quietness Her In Sorrows Death's securest payment lies But Youth like thine untouch'd with Miseries As if it hop'd to 'scape and never pay Puts off the Creditor from day to day Ver. In Grief the most ill husbandry's exprest It makes us poor with paying Interest I 've heard some Romans at a chearful Feast Invited Death to come and be a Guest What wond'rous Act can you with Sorrow do Not to be equall'd with a chearful Brow Her You may be one day touch'd with Misery Sorrow will teach you then to think of me Farewel Verginia these for thee I shed All my last Tears are due unto the Dead She goes to Tiridates Ver. O quickly now let go your Sword Unkind Why do you make me stay so long behind Indeed I shall not find which way you went Yet Arrows swiftest fly from Bows most bent Let go thank ye I cou'd afford to pay A thousand thanks but that I cannot stay She gets the Sword My Love 's in haste yet not one Tear shall move I will no more be childish in my love Hersilia Sister She starts up Her Ha Ver. Pray see you have good skill in Grief you say Does any look in all this Face betray Sorrow within Can you the least descry See how I smile and now see how I dye Kills her self Her Thou hast indeed deceived me thy brave Fate I will not poorly praise but imitate In every thing I 'll fall as thou hast dy'd And take my rest by my dead Lover's side Kills her self Enter Emilius with his Followers bringing in Sulpitius Emil. Come Monster shew me the place Of all thy Mischiefs and my Misery Sulp. By all these signs of Death here it shou'd be Emil. Ha Hersilia dead and poor Verginia Where shall my Griefs begin Death like a Frost on a too early Spring Stole on thy Blossoms Monster come and see What heaps of Ruine thou hast rais'd for me Sulp. Ruines for you Trifles there gaze on mine The love Of forty thousand Fathers that can whine Their Sorrows out make but a formal shew Short of a Lover's Grief Let me but go And I will shew you why Emil. Hold keep him fast What wou'dst thou do Sulp. Since all the Mischief's past I might be trusted now I wou'd dye there Between them two Those Lovers lye too near I fancy they enjoy each other For all they are as cold as Cakes of Ice That I might dye but once or kill him twice Emil. One Wish be sure thou shalt obtain for I Endure to live only to see thee dye Sulp. We are at last agreed it seems Come Lend me a Sword then Emil. Monster thou shalt bleed By Justice only Sulp. O I understand you you mean Thrown down from the Tarpeian Rock if you shou'd see My Tumble pray do not leap after me Troth it may spoil your whining Emil. Stop his vile Breath Till the Infection is remov'd by Death Farewel Hersilia and farewel my sweet Verginia I 'll first revenge your Deaths and then I 'll dye So though I take my leave my Eyes are dry Sorrow for such a Loss too mean appears Griefs were a Roman's Shame exprest in Tears The World shall weep for me when ever Fame Does but relate the Vestal-Virgin's Name Just as the last Words were spoke Mr. Lacy enter'd and spoke the EPILOGVE BY your leave Gentlemen After a sad and
Victory or Fate Zemp. My Gen'ral go the Gods be on our side Let Valour act but let Discretion guide Exit Traxalla Great God of Vengeance I see thou dost begin to hear me now Make me thy Off'ring if I break my Vow Exeunt ACT II. SCENE I. Enter Ynca Orazia as pursued in a Battle Orazia O Fly Sir fly like torrents your swift Foes Come rowling on Ynca The Gods can but destroy The noblest way to fly is that death shows I 'll court her now since Victory 's grown â—oy Oraz. Death's wing'd to your pursuit and yet you wait To meet her Ynca Poor Orazia time and fate Must once o'ertake me though I now shou'd fly Oraz. Do not meet death but when it comes then dye Enter three Souldiers 3. Sould. Stand Sir and yield your self and that fair prey Ynca You speak to one unpractis'd to obey Enter Montezuma Mont. Hold Villains hold or your rude lives shall be Lost in the midst of your own Victory These I have hunted for nay do not stare Be gone and in the common plunder share Ex. Sould. How different is my Fate from theirs whose Fame From Conquest grows from Conquest grows my shame Ynca Why do'st thou pause thou canst not give me back With fruitless grief what I enjoyed before No more than Seas repenting of a Wrack Can with a calm our buried wealth restore Mont. 'T were vain to own repentance since I know Thy scorn which did my passions once despise Once more would make my swelling anger flow Which now ebbs lower than your miseries The Gods that in my fortunes were unkind Gave me not Scepters nor such gilded things But whilst I wanted Crowns inlarg'd my mind To despise Scepters and dispose of Kings Ynca Thou art but grown a Rebel by success And I that scorn'd Orazia shou'd be ty'd To thee my slave must now esteem thee less Rebellion is a greater guilt than Pride Mont. Princes see others faults but not their own 'T was you that broke that Bond and set me free Yet I attempted noâ— to climb your Throne And raise my self but level you to me Oraz. O Montezuma cou'd thy love engage Thy Soul so little or make Banks so low About thy heart that thy revenge and rage Like suddain Floods so soon shou'd over-flow Ye Gods how much was I mistaken here I thought you gentle as the gaulless â—ove But you as humoursome as Winds appear And subject to more Passions than your Love Mont. How have I been betray'd by guilty rage Which like a flame rose to so vast a height That nothing cou'd resist nor yet asswage Till it wrapt all things in one cruel fate But I 'll redeem my self and act such things That you shall blush Orazia was deny'd And yet make Conquest though with wearied Wings Take a new flight to your now fainting side Ynca Vain Man what foolish thoughts fill thy swell'd mind It is too late our ruine to recal Those that have once great Buildings undermin'd Will prove too weak to prop them in their fall Enter Traxalla with the former Souldiers 1 Sould. See mighty Sir where the bold stranger stands Who snatch'd these glorious Prisoners from our hands Trax. 'T is the great Ynca seize him as my prey To crown the triumphs of this glorious day Mont. Stay your bold hands from reaching at what 's mine If any title springs from Victory You safer may attempt to rob a shrine And hope forgiveness from the Deity Enter Acacis Trax. O my dear Prince my Joys to see you live Are more than all that Victory can give Aca. How are my best endeavours crost by fate Else you had ne'er been lost or found so late Hurried by the wild fury of the fight Far from your presence and Orazia's sight I could not all that care and duty show Which as your Captive mighty Prince I owe. Ynca You often have preserv'd our lives this day And one small debt with many bounties pay But humane actions hang on springs that be Too small or too remote for us to see My glories freely I to yours resign And am your Prisoner now that once were mine Mont. These Prisoners Sir are mine by right of War And I 'll maintain that right if any dare Trax. Yes I wou'd snatch them from thy weak defence But that due reverence which I owe my Prince Permits me not to quarrel in his sight To him I shall refer his General 's right Mont. I knew too well what Iustice I shou'd find From an arm'd Plaintiff and a judge so kind Aca. Unkindly urg'd that I shou'd use thee so Thy Vertue is my Rival not my Foe The Prisoners Fortune gave thee shall be thine Trax. Would you so great a prize to him resign Aca. Shou'd he who boldly for his Prey design'd To dive the deepest under swelling tides Have the less title if he chance to find The richest â—ewel that the Ocean hides They are his due But in his Vertue I re pose that trust That he will be as kind as I am just Dispute not my Commands but go with haste Rally our Men they may pursue too fast And the disorders of the inviting Prey May turn again the fortune of the day Ex Trax. Mont. How gentle all this Prince's actions be Vertue is calm in him but rough in me Aca Can Montezuma place me in his Breast Mont. My heart 's not large enough for such a Guest Aca. See Montezuma see Orazia weeps Orazia weeps Mont. Acacis is he deaf or waking sleeps He does not hear me sees me not nor moves How firm his Eyes are on Orazia fixt Gods that take care of Men let not our loves Become divided by their being mixt Aca. Weep not fair Princess nor believe you are A Prisoner subject to the chance of War Why shou'd you waste the stock of those fair Eyes That from Mankind can take their liberties And you great Sir think not a generous mind To vertuous Princes dares appear unkind Because those Princes are unfortunate Since over all Men hangs a doubtful fate One gains by what another is bereft The frugal Deities have only left A common bank of happiness below Maintain'd like nature by an ebb and flow Ex. omnes Zempoalla appears seated upon a Throne frowning upon her Attendants then comes down and speaks Zemp. No more you that above your Princes dare proclaim With your rebellious breath a stranger's name 1. Peru. Dread Empress Zemp. Slaves perhaps you grieve to see Your young Prince glorious 'cause he sprang from me Had he been one of base Amexia's brood Your Tongues though silent now had then been loud Enter Traxalla Traxalla welcome welcomer to me Than what thou bring'st a Crown and Victory Trax. All I have done is nothing fluttering Fame Now tells no News but of the Stranger 's Name And his great Deeds 't is he they cry by whom Not Men but War it self is overcome Who bold with his success dares think to have A
since love seems less you may forgive I wou'd not have you dye nor have him live Yet if he dies alas what shall I do I cannot dye with him and live with you Mont. How vainly we pursue this generous strife Parting in death more cruel than in life Weep not we both shall have one destiny As in one flame we liv'd in one we 'll dye Trax. Why do we waste in vain these precious hours Each minute of his Life may hazard ours The Nation does not live whilst he enjoys His life it is his safety that destroys He shall fall first and teach the rest to dye Zemp. Hold Who is it that commands ha you or I Your Zeal grows saucy sure you may allow Your Empress freedom first to pay her Vow Trax. She may allow a justice to be done By him that rais'd his Empress to her Throne Zemp. You are too bold Trax. And you too passionate Zemp. Take heed with his you urge not your own fate For all this pity is now due to me Mont. I hate thy offer'd mercy more than thee Trax. Why will not then the fair Orazia give Life to her self and let Traxalla live Mont. Orazia will not live and let me dye She taught me first this cruel jealousie Orazia I joy that you have learn'd it That flame not like immortal love appears Where death can cool its warmth or kill its fears Zemp. What shall I do am I so quite forlorn No help from my own pride nor from his scorn My Rival's death may more effectual prove He that is robb'd of hope may cease to love Here lead these Offerings to their deaths Trax. Let none Obey but he that will pull on his own Zemp. Tempt me not thus false and ingrateful too Trax. Just as ungrateful and as false as you Zemp. 'T is thy false love that fears her destiny Trax. And your false love that fears to have him dye Zemp. Seize the bold Traytor Trax. What a slighted frown Troubles your brow feared nor obeyed by none Come prepare for Sacrifice Enter Acacis weakly Aca. Hold hold such Sacrifices cannot be Devotion 's but a solemn Cruelty How can the Gods delight in humane Blood Think 'em not cruel if you think 'em good In vain we ask that mercy which they want And hope that pity which they hate to grant Zemp. Retire Acacis Preserve thy self for 't is in vain to waste Thy breath for them The fatal Vow is past Aca. To break that Vow is juster than commit A greater Crime by your preserving it Zemp. The Gods themselves their own will best express To like the Vow by giving the Success Aca. If all things by Success are understood Men that make War grow wicked to be good But did you Vow those that were overcome And he that Conquer'd both shou'd share one Doom There 's no excuse for one of these must be Not your Devotion but your Cruelty Trax. To that rash Stranger Sir we nothing owe What he had rais'd he strove to overthrow That duty lost which shou'd our Actions guide Courage proves Guilt when Merits swell to Pride Aca. Dar'st thou who didst thy Prince's Life betray Once name that Duty thou hast thrown away Like thy Injustice to this Stranger shown To tax him with a Guilt that is thy own Can you brave Soldiers suffer him to Dye That gave you Life in giving Victory Look but upon this Stranger see those Hands That brought you Freedom fetter'd up in Bands Not one looks up Lest suddain pitty shou'd their Hearts surprize And steal into their Bosoms through their Eyes Zemp. Why thus in vain are thy weak Spirits prest Restore thy self to thy more needful Rest. Aca. And leave Orazia Zemp. Go you must resign For She must be the Gods not Yours nor Mine Aca. You are my Mother and my Tongue is ty'd So much by Duty that I dare not chide Divine Orazia Can you have so much Mercy to forgive I do not ask it with design to Live But in my Death to have my Torments cease Death is not Death when it can bring no Peace Orazia I both Forgive and Pity Aca. O say no more lest Words less kind destroy What these have rais'd in me of Peace and Joy You said you did both Pity and Forgive You wou'd do neither shou'd Acacis live By Death alone the certain way appears Thus to hope Mercy and deserve your Tears Stabs himself Zemp. O my Acacis What cruel Cause cou'd urge this fatal Deed Weeps He Faints help help some help or he will Bleed His Life and mine away Some Water there Not one stirs from his Place I 'll use my Tears to sprinkle on his Face Aca. Crazia Zemp. Fond Child why do'st thou call upon her name I am thy Mother Aca. No you are my shame That blood is shed that you had title in And with your title may it end your sin Unhappy Prince you may forgive me now Thus bleeding for my Mothers cruel vow Ynca Be not concern'd for me Death 's easier than the changes I have seen I wou'd not live to trust the World again Mont. Into my Eyes sorrow begins to creep When hands are ty'd it is no shame to weep Aca Dear Montezuma I may be still your Friend though I must dye Your Rival in her love Eternity Has room enough for both there 's no desire Where to enjoy is only to admire There we 'll meet Friends when this short storm is past Mont. Why must I tamely wait to perish last Aca Crazia weeps and my parch'd Soul appears Refresh'd by that kind shower of pitying tears Forgive those faults my passion did commit 'T is punish'd with the life that nourish'd it I had no power in this extremity To save your life and less to see you dye My Eyes wou'd ever on this object stay But sinking Nature takes the props away Kind Death 〈…〉 To end with pleasures all my miseries Shuts up your Image in my closing Eyes Dyes Enter a Messenger 1 Mess. To Armes to Armes Trax From whence this sudden fear 1 Mess. Stand to your Guard my Lord the danger 's near From every quarter Crowds of People meet And leaving Houses empty fill the street Ex. Mess. Trax. Fond Queen thy fruitless tears a while defer Rise we must join again Not speak nor stir I hear the Peoples Voice like Winds that roar When they pursue the flying Waves to shore 〈…〉 Enter second Messenger 2 Mess. Prepare to fight my Lord the Banisht Queen With old Garrucca in the streets are seen Trax. We must go meet them e er it be too late Yet Madam rise have you no sence of fate Enter third Messenger 3 Mess. King Montezuma their Lord shouts Proclaim The City rings with their new Sovereign's Name The banish'd Queen declares he is her Son And to his succour all the people run Zempoalla rises Zemp. Can this be true O Love O Fate have I Thus doated on my mortal Enemy Trax. To
with Sorrow or with Fears Ver. If Love 's ill paid with Grief it needs must be As ill exprest by signs of Cruelty Mut. It is a Cruelty to my Soul exprest Because I keep it Pris'ner in my Breast Ver. Not while 't is willing but it wou'd be so Had it as much desire as I to go Mut. Since Life and you in me bear equal sway Be not less willing than my Life to stay Ver. If Bondage only does express you kind Why does the Stranger such harsh usage find Can you pretend that the same act should be Cruel to him and yet so kind to me Mut. O my vex'd Soul how true my Fears do prove Love betrays me and she betrays her Love Aside I 'll try her yet Shou'd I not seem to be In all things kind to set this Stranger free Ver. Alas what shall I say I think you were He offers all I wish and all I fear Aside Mut. How brightly her betraying Blushes move And seem a glorious Traytor to her Love Aside Ver. Sure when he has his Freedom he 'll be gone Aside Shou'd I beg his that am deny'd my own Mut. You need not now your Pow'r or Tears employ The Stranger does his Liberty enjoy Ver. But is he gone already Can it be Mut. What are you troubled at his Liberty Ver. Did he not ask to see me ere he went Mut. He said not much I know not what he meant Ver. Perhaps you did refuse that small Request Mut. I cou'd not grant that which he ne'er exprest Ver. Why did I owe my Safety to his aid O Kindness ill bestow'd but worse repay'd Mut. Thou hast betray'd thy self the Lover's part I 'll act henceforward with a Souldier's Heart Ver. Alas what do you mean What Tempests rise The gathering Storms lye rowling in your Eyes Mut. I blush that I have been so calm and tame Conquests in Love and War are but the same Both reach'd by boldest hands and Fools alone Thank Fate or you for that which is their own Ver. Alas what have I done Mut. How cou'd you be So foolish to think I had set him free I quickly found he was too fortunate You may cheat those you love not those you hate Ver. O be more gentle Mut. Yes when you are kind Ver. Storms hardly will teach Calmness to a Mind Mut. You rais'd the Storm which shall his ruin prove And he shall owe his Fate unto your Love Ver. Alas 't is your suspicion does engage Your Fury thus this Object of your Rage I never saw till from the Flames just now He brought me forth and gave me Life to owe. Mut. What Flames were those Ver. Those wretched Flames which burn'd My Father's House and all to Ashes turn'd Mut. O happy Hersilia's Sister How the kind Fates still nearer Bonds provide For me and for Sulpitius to be ty'd Ver. Are you not yet appeased Or can it be That Gratitude shou'd cause such Jealousie Walks musing she after him In gentle Minds Love takes the most delight Rough Natures urge not Passion but affright Mut. Come dry those gentle Show'rs for there will be No need of Tears unless to pity me Ver. Will you no more appear in such a Rage Mut. You need not fear the Storms you can asswage Teach me by your Example I shall prove The aptest Scholar when I 'm taught by Love But I forget Sulpitius Who 's there Here Enter 1. Receive this Virgin with Respect and Care Safely till I return and let her be Obey'd by you that is ador'd by me Exit Ver. I find his Jealousie has told him true And found my Love sooner than I cou'd do What shall I say which will the hardest prove To hide my Hate or to conceal my Love How can I practise what I never knew And appear false that so I might be true And yet if they shou'd take his Life away Will none of these as well as I betray Looks on the men Is your Captain gone my Friend 1. A little way Ver. When will he return 2. That 's uncertain Ver. He was very kind to me You know it best with whom he left Commands that were so civil 2. Yes I think he did Ver. I do believe there was no need Your Natures wou'd have urg'd you to as much As I shall beg 2. What does she mean Ver. I have a small Request 2. Well what is 't Ver. Nay do not ask me harshly A Kindness may be lessened by the manner 2. What the Devil does she mean Ver. How ruggedly they look Aside Yet I shou'd take it well nay very kindly 1. ' Slife how she tempts Aside Well name it Ver. 'T is only If they shou'd deny me Aside I know you 'll think it but a small Request 1. Well let 's hear it Ver. I wou'd see the Stranger that was taken with me I have a little business with him 1. We dare not do it Ver. Your Captain said you shou'd obey me But I wou'd owe it to your Natures Rather than his Commands 2. 'T is impossible to deny her Ver. Yet I wou'd be grateful too not to bribe But to reward your gentle natures 1. If we do not take the better care She 'll make us think w' are honest too 2. We can easily convince her Ver. Why d' you delay pray make more haste to goodness Here divide this between you oâ—â—exs money 1. Do'st think we shall be able to deny her 2. 'T is impossible to deny her and her money too Our Captain has a brave prize Ver. Alas I fear they will deny me Are you not yet resolv'd here pray accept it 1. Well for once we 'll strain a point Come follow us we 'll bring ye to him But 't is two to one whether he 'll speak to you or no He 's as sullen as a new taken Eagle Ver. I 'll venture that 1. My Companion will guide you to the place Follow me slowly for I must step before And prepare those that guard him Ver. I thank you may you find full rewards In the success of all your just desires Exit When shall the fears of minds concern'd grow less I tremble now at my own wisht success Courage in great distress can only â—id But fear of what shou'd help will be afraid The Gods from passions might have made us free Or gave us only those which best agree For such as mine a wretched mingle prove The want of Courage and excess of Love They were not jealous sure that we might be By Vertue rais'd too near Divinity For since within their pow'r dwells all our breath The distance is preserv'd enough by death Exeunt The Scene a solitary Room Enter Artabaces out of it Art That I cou'd fly from every thought I have And lie as senseless in my Life as Grave I that had pow'r of thousand lives am thrown In bonds out of the Title to my own Lies down Why did the gods Make us so fit for Vice and Misery In
goodness their immortal Chequers lye They might have given our Souls better Estates And set our Blessings at far cheaper rates Enter one of those that went from Verginia with another Comrade that had the keeping of Artabaces 1. Come come here 's that will conquer Both thy Fears and Honesty 2. If Mutius shou'd return 1. Pish he 's engag'd to look Sulpitius Besides he bid us to obey what she desir'd 2. Well let 's go to him to toll thee true I pity him 't is a brave Fellow 1. I cou'd pity too but we are pâ—â—d too well To be good-natur'd prethee tell him That one desires to speak with him 2. He 's horrible surly Sir D'hear Sir there 's one without desires to speak with you Art 'T is a question whether I 'll speak with him or no. 2. You must needs Art I am busie Rascals 1. 'T is but a word Sir Art I will not waste half a one Slaves for you 2. Fetch her in Man he 'll ne'er be perswaded Exit 1. Art What d' you stay for gentle Sir D' you suppose your Company is pleasant 2. You 'll be made tamer Art Yes thus Rascals Starts up 2. 'T were a just act to take away your Life It troubles you Art Prethee do me but that curtesie 〈◊〉 â—ot Lend me the Sword and see how kind 〈◊〉 2. He does amaze me Enter Verginia â—id 1. Ver. Hold hold what 's this why a Sword drawn 2. This Madman wou'd provoke his death Ver. Pray hold you do mistake 〈◊〉 he not Sir 2. How he stares on her 1. And how his fury slides away Sir The Lady Sir Art Peace Slaves I was co 〈…〉 Stamps 2. What Sir Art That Rascal 〈◊〉 him the Fellow offers to draw Ver. Pray hold here take more pray hold For my sake Sir be gentle Art I have done Ver. Pray be gone you do disturb him Exeunt Why are your furious Eyes so fix'd on 〈◊〉 I do confess I caus'd your misery Propose your own revenge and my just nearst Against the Life it feeds will take your part Art Alas if your just heart so kind 〈◊〉 proâ—â—â— To share in Griefs teach it to share in Love Ver. 'T is you must teach my 〈◊〉 what it shou'd do 'T is aptest to learn any thing from you Art Love 's hardly to be taught 〈◊〉 to have 'T is strange you shou'd not know the thing yâ—◠〈◊〉 Ver. Though what I gave per ha 〈…〉 not know Sure I shou'd understand wâ—â—t you 〈◊〉 Art Fortune alas has 〈◊〉 all 〈◊〉 Love seldom is the gift of Misery Ver. You said Pity was Love Art A common Pity does not Love expresâ— Pity is Love when grown into excess Ver. If that be all Love is not taught I see For before you cou'd speak 't was learn'd by me Sure Nature's Laws are above Heaven 's got Love need not though Religion must be taught Art O speak again the breath that tells your Love Approaches like the gentle Winds that move Over the tops of fragrant Flow'rs and brings To the blest Sense their Souls upon their Wings Vir. Alas I have said something which I fear Had such a sound a Virgin shou'd not hear Art O do not teach your Love a common way Love's power is small unless it can betray Ver. You 'll then confess y 'ave pow'r enough in me If for your sake I 'm pleas'd with Treachery But tales of Love make us forget our woes A sudden fear upon my spirit grows Like People that tell tales of Ghosts at night So long till they are talk'd into a fright Art Such phancies from no real cause will prove But Dreams that hinder the repose of Love Ver. You call my phancies dreams but if they are All those must wake that do their dreams declare Think I am sleeping when you see me sad And when I wake I 'll tell what dreams I had Enter Mutius suddenly Mut. I cannot find Sulpitius all 's in an uproar Ha! What sight is this at which my stiffened hair Starts from their shaken roots I shou'd not stare So frightened had I met every Ghost Started from Hell which Roman Conquests boast Ver. Ah me what storm is falling on us now Art No Thunder dwells upon a humane brow Mut. Yes you shall feel the Thunder that you slight It shews more pow'r to ruine than to fright Art Vain slighted Villain Ver. Pray let me speak Perhaps he 'll least resist what is most weak Pray be not angry did you not engage That I shou'd never see you in a rage Mut. You Pow'rs what an ungrateful confidence This Woman hides with painted Innocence Art Wou'dst thou have thanks for want of liberty Which way is gratitude grown due to thee Mut. While thou dost speak 't is with ingrateful breath Which I cou'd stisle if I wou'd in death Art Prethee then do Ver. Cannot my tears incline Will you provoke your ruine perhaps mine Art I 've done and though death's business I despise Yet when you talk that it may close your Eyes This too fond heart of mine that did not fail At death in gross shrinks now at the retail Mut. Come have ye done I long till I remove With him thy hopes if not destroy thy love Ver. Hold hold your passion guides you to mistake Alas 't is the wrong life that you wou'd take Mut. My just revenge is this way best express'd To take that Life away which you love best Ver. Yet hear me speak Had I no life to pay To Nature wou'd you then take his away Mut. studies How plain it is if Death to him you give The reason only is because I live Art Do not on my loath'd Life set such a rate It is unkind to plead for what I hate Mut. One thing may save all yet If you will swear by all that you adore From hence never to see each other more Ver. What shall I do I fear that this may be An easie Oath for him though not for me Art Then hear me swear Ver. Alas I thought 't wou'd prove My fears wou'd be far truer than his love Art By all that 's good thus in this blest amaze I wou'd for ever on this object gaze Mut. They trifle with my rage Without there ho. Enter one or two Here Take 'em away Hold be gone with her but let him stay Now Sir Once more I ask you will you swear You 'd best consult with wisdom and with fear Art Let fear upon the prosp'rous hearts take hold Cowards themselves in miseries grow bold Mut. Fortune by me now offers to be kind Art And raise me on the ruines of my mind Though I am sunk my honour keeps above Mut. 'T is not thy Honour urges but thy Love Art Those are the same Poor frighted men at Sea To save their lives cast all their goods away In storms of Fortune where there is a strife Which shall be sav'd Man's Honour or his Life Who wou'd preserve this tottered Bark from fate But sink
a Prostitute or to be thought so I shall show there Sir not like a Sun But like a Meteor risen on a sudden Whose false light quickly slides into a vapour Ler. Ha! Dost thou in Disobedience shew thy vertue And with those guilty Eyes that may preserve me Gaze unconcern'd on my approaching ruine Mar. Heaven will defend you Sir Ler. I will not trouble Heaven when you may do 't Did you not hear my Banishment and Death Charg'd on the young King as his Father's Legacy Of safety to his Crown Was he not going Just to pronounce it too when thy bright Eyes Arrested all his Anger at Love's Sute Mar. What should I do Ler. Keep still his heat alive or I am sent To an Eternal Coldness and like a Crocodile Thou may'st then weep o'er him thou hast destroy'd Mar. Were there no way Sir but by my Death To make your Life secure I wou'd resign It willingly and pay you back The Life I borrow'd of you Ler. No 't is the Death of others then must save me Since I must fall excuse me curs'd necessity For I will sow Murders so thick and sudden That Death shall have a fruitful Harvest Mar. What d' ye talk of Sir Ler. Of Death Mar. Of whose Ler. Of those that have the power of mine Mar. Not of the King 's Sir Ler. Yes of the King 's why d' ye start Nature has no exceptions though Laws have Mar. Direct me Heaven Ler. Come I trifle And play with my own dangers farewel I 'll leave a Father's Curse behind me And only stay to please my Eyes with ruine Before mine comes Offers to go Mar. Stay Sir I know not what to say I will do any thing I should have said That had been honest but that is disobedience I beg Sir but one minutes time to think Ler. Do while I call the Confessor Be sudden in your thoughts for death depends Upon your Meditations Exit Mar. What storms are risen in my shaken breast Thoughts succeed thoughts like restless troubled waves Dashing out one another if I deny My Father to avoid his destiny May reach that sacred Life which I may save If I discover this my Father dies Vertue thou shalt protect me before heaven Though not from this bad world Ah me The only way now left me to preserve A King and Father is t' expose my Fame Hard fate when Vertue is the guide to shame Enter Lerma with the Confessor Ler. Come Are you resolv'd Mar. I am Sir Ler. To what Mar. Obedience Sir Ler. Oh Maria thou breath'st new life into me And I could waste it in embracing thee But time will not allow me choice in happiness Here Father carry her where I appointed Remember only this my dear Maria Be not too easie nor too nice she 's wise That rules as much by Craft as by her Eyes Ex. Maria and Confessor So now I may rise To be a Pyramid For I have laid a large foundation The Queen must be remember'd and forgotten Or she may shake my politick structures Enter Caldroon How now Caldroon what has transported thee There is a kind of wantonness that plays On thy pleas'd Countenance what is the matter Cald. Nothing but your good fortune cou'd Have caus'd it Ler. Why didst thou meet the Confessor That told thee Cald. No. Ler. How didst thou hear it then Cald. The quick-ey'd Rascals spy'd it Ler. Who Cald. Poor suffering fellows whose business Is to watch on every change of power They have heard of the King's smiles And are now in full cry hunting after you Ler. Good Excellent Cald. They were running on a wrong track But I hollow'd 'em in see my Lord They have found you walk by Leave 'em to my managing Enter two or three Suitors they follow Caldroon fawningly and how to Lerma He walks smiling Ler. Good very good Cald. Well my Lord is now a little busie Suit We ever pray'd for your Grace Exeunt Ler. Kind Rogues Here 's an alteration strange as Winter's Thunder Not two days since neglected as the Grave That holds dead Inmates now I grow warm The Flies begin to buzze and swarm about me What an attractive force has a King's favour The Dogs now fawn upon me that before Started away and bark'd like little Curs At some unusual Traveller I was grown Useless like a dull piece of Iron of no vertue Till by a Loadstone touch'd and then it gathers Such a magnetick Power 's in a King Where he but kindly touches others cling Exeunt SCENE II. Enter King D' Alva Alcara and Bruchero at a distance the King is pensive D' Alva What fatal sadness like a sullen Cloud Hangs on his growing Brightness Alca. That cursed sight of Lerma's Daughter Has sunk the hopes and fortunes of all Spain When must our dangers have an end When Lerma can beget ' em King My Lords I wou'd be private D' Alva Wou'd your heavy thoughts Sir Were as obedient as we are And would at your command depart King I have not yet desir'd 'em to be gone D' Alva Have you the power Sir to force 'em King I have not power enough it seems To compel your obedience Alca. We will be gone to death when you command Let us but leave you happy in your life Bru. Oh Mighty Sir King No more I did not doubt your Loves or Loyalty I have some business in my thoughts That does require weighing stay without Exeunt Oh what a Traytor is my Love That thus unthrones me I am no longer King Of any thing but sorrow and my griefs Have but a half obedience they will stay But wou'd not go shou'd I command 'em from me I see the errors that I would avoid And have my Reason still but not the use on 't It hangs about me like a wither'd Limb Bound up and numb'd by some disease's Frost The Form the same but all the use is lost Enter Lerma with Maria. She comes and in her mighty Beauty Has drawn new forces up so wondrous powerful That Reason shrinks to Venture the dispute Ler. Mighty Sir We come like Pilgrims creeping to a shrine Of some blest Saint by whom kind Heaven Dispenc'd its showre of Mercies on their Crown'd Devotions King And I like him that gave me power And pleas'd with Mercies when acknowledg'd But this Pilgrim you better might have call'd Your Saint or Mine for her fair Mediation Is your Blessing Rise Maria Your knees must bow to nothing but to Heaven Mar. That they do now for you Sir though to you For while I bend my knees before my King I beg that Heaven would preserve you so And give you power over your self and others King Ha! Ler. Death she will spoil me yet King Wou'd Heaven wou'd grant her Prayers Ler. Fond Girl no more of these dull Orizons Aside Mighty Sir I leave this blessing of my life To be a witness of my Loyalty malice it self Cannot I hope shake you against this testimony Exit King Why
unstained Soul to fly with mine Where every thing is in perpetual lustre Em. Shall we know one another there Sam. No question of it else this bad World In something might exceed the best Emil. You have confirm'd me Madam pray forgive My simple if not unbeseeming fears 'T was no dispute my vertue did admit of But a confusion brought upon me suddenly By nature and still flattering hope Reasons and Vertues Enemies Come dear Emilia we 'll prepare our selves And make the circumstances of our Death Familiar to us for 't is practice only Takes the sharp nature off from things And gives them new ones that at the last We shall be so much strangers to the thoughts Or the desires of Life that all will seem Already done which we resolve to try And we shall both seem dead before we dye Exeunt ACT V. SCENE I. Enter Cialto solus Cial. WHY do I still pursue what still must fly And what I dare not wish to overtake It seems like the pursuit of night which follows day In the same track and yet can never reach it That distance nature did for them decree And honour has design'd the same for me Yet still there is a mutiny within Against those Laws which honour strictly makes And Passion like a cunning Traytor sets The name of liberty on its own Rebellion Enter Baptista Montalto and his two Companions Bap. Sir Cia Ha Baptista Bap. A word Sir in your Ear My Master Sir by chance Has lighted on the Villains that attempted you He thought it fit that you shou'd first examine 'em As Kinsman to your self and to that end Has sent them to you farther he bid me tell you That in a little time you will perceive You wrong'd him in your thoughts Cia Prethee say no more My thoughts have so much disproportion in them That they are neither just nor equal unto my self or him Has he not sent his Pardon by thee Bap. He can take nothing ill of you Sir Perhaps he did admire a little Cia He is a perfect Friend and can love one Whose Mind is lost as well as Fortunes Now Gentlemen have you received your Wages Mon. For what Sir Cia For killing my Kinsman Cialto Mon. We hope he is not dead Cia D' you hope so Rascals Come confess Every Circumstance how it was done And who hir'd you to 't if you miss a tittle or Mon. This Gentleman told us If we did confess we shou'd not suffer Cia Well if you do it truly and afterwards Perform all I enjoin you I will make good his word Come who hir'd you Mon. It was an ill minded Man Sir One that belong'd to Signior Brancadoro Cia Was it his Masters instruction Mon. I no doubt on 't Sir Cia Did he say so Mon. Yes and more too Cia What more Mon. Why he told us it was an honourable action And therefore wou'd share in 't himself And accordingly he said his Master shou'd reward us Cia You know him when you see him Mon. Yes yes Sir I Com. Good Sir let us not suffer we have your word Cial. Trust to it have you any more to say Mon. Nothing Sir of any consequence Cia Wel what trivial thing have you Mon. When we were waiting Sir For that worthy and unhappy Gentleman Cialto A couple of silly Women by chance came by and the Rascal Snatch'd them up too all was Fish that came to his Net Cia How Women what Women speak quickly ha Mon. Why does your Worship grow angry Cia Speak Dogs what Women Mon. What a Rogue was I to name them 'Slid 't is he himself Aside I Com. You must be over-doing it Mon. Plague on you did not you advise to tell all Nay more than all if need were Cia It may be it was Samira and Emilia Rogues what Women Mon. Good Sir we know not But he talk'd of their running away Upon their Wedding day And took them as he said upon suspicion Of Murdering his Master Brancadoro Cia It must be they the circumstance assures it O you Dogs did you help take them I 'll send Your mischievous Souls to that Devil that instructs them Mon. O good Sir we hope you are the Gentleman And there 's no hurt done O good Sir I Com. Remember your promise Sir Mont. We have more to confess Sir Or if you please we 'll unconfess it all again Cia I had forgot to ask what did the slave do with them Mon. He sent them Prisoners to his Master's House as we think Cia O Heavens Rogues Prisoners Come along with me For if I find you tell me any lyes I 'll spoil your Throats from venting any more Come good Baptista help guard the Rascals If they but offer to stir kill ' em I 'll carry back to the Slaves heart All these intended mischiefs And break upon them like a Whirl-wind Wrapping them up together into nothing Exeunt hastily SCENE II. Enter Samira and Emilia Sam. Come come Emilia dry those tender Eyes We are not going to be miserable But to be safe from miseries Em. Wou'd it were past I am willing to reach My journeys end yet I start like one That travels in the night in unknown ways For we must through darkness Wander in places from whence none that went Ever return'd to tell us what they were Sam. O do not shake thy vertuous resolution With feeble apprehensions 't is a journey That we must one day take All the dispute Which can be rais'd is only from the loss Of some uncertain time which yet perhaps May prove so full of miseries you 'd wish That Fate which now you wou'd so much decline Em. My resolution 's firm for all my shakings They are but starts which sometimes nature makes As Wolves kept tame may now and then Provok'd by appetite or some displeasure Start into actions like their usual wildness Before they were reduc'd to an obedience So 't is with me though I have brought my nature To a tameness and submission Yet at the unwelcome prospect that it takes Of my intended dissolution It starts within me and wou'd fain break Those severe Fetters Vertue and Reason tyes them up with Sam. Here take thy choice then She shews a Knife and a Dagger This Knife by chance Taccola had about her which will you have Em. The Dagger if you please that seems the sharpest And will be best for my weak hand Sam. Nay do not weep that we shall dye But smile to think how we shall live in Fame Em. I must weep since I must part with you Sam. We shall meet again so quickly Thy tears will be but thrown away Now hide that fatal Friend unto thy honour And when I strike strike too that we may sail In one anothers Arms and go to rest together See the Monster comes be resolute Em. Fear me not Enter Villerotto Vil. How fare my beauteous Prisoners what is 't Sadness or modesty that fixeth thus Your down-cast Eyes come come I 'll be
Push me no pushes I will not go And see who dares make me Vill. Come you must Sir Bra. 'Slid whose Master You or I take heed of my fury Sam. Good Signior Brancadoro help us hear us Vill. To be fool'd again You have not a mind to be cousen'd Once more have you Bra. What 's that to you I will hear ' em 'Slid I will stay and I will not go yet Vill. I 'll betray all if you play the Fool thus Come you must go now Bottolo stays for you Bra. I will not I say Vill. Go go Mir. I 'll follow him and get some help Exit Brancadoro The Friar offers to go out too Vil. Hold Sir you my worthy spiritual Counsellor Stir not nor attempt to come near the door If you do no more but so Within there ho You Rascals how came this Friar in 2 Appear 1. He told us you appointed him when he heard a noise That he should come Vill. Pox on your credulous Coxcombs now remember You hear me say if he offers to come out let me Find him dead Stir not but guard the door He has robb'd our Masters If you fail I 'll cut your throats Exit Villerotto Mir. Yet I am pleas'd that I am brought to die before her Aside That with my last breath Which seldom unsuccessfully Petitions I may at once beg of the fair and wrong'd Emilia Forgiveness and belief yet I wou'd know A little more if it were possible My Passion makes me vainly inquisitive I must do 't yet it is but an idle curiosity To ask for news the minute I must die Sam. What means this Friar does that Habit harbour An Instrument sitted for that vile Monster Mir. Was there not a great noise Ladies Something like Womens Cries Sam. They were our Cries Sir Emil. If you cannot help us to live with Honour Help us to die we had two Weapons Arm us but again he has yet not disarm'd our Minds Mir. Wou'd I knew how wou'd you accept it As a true witness of my sorrow if I die first In the opposing that mischief I know not which way to prevent Em. Ah me we do not ask of you to die But to help death to us Mir. 'T is impossible Sam. Strangle us then Why do you turn away your tread It is a Charity to grant it Mir. Alas I need not say I must deny you will believe it When I let you know you ask it of Miranzo He discovers himself Em. Miranzo Sam. My Brother Mir. Fair Emilia 't is the criminal Miranzo That loves Emilia still Em. O Miranzo I blush to think how you encrease My sense of Dangers while you are mingled with ' em Mir. I see I am to blame in all Conditions To wish your Kindness I but strive to nourish A Sickness that sends Infection to your Peace Em. What must become of us Mir. Thus naked as I am I will defend you And with my Breast I 'll dull his Sword perhaps his Cruelty Em. O do not talk more cruelly Death is gentler Which you may help us to Sam. Ah Brother be not so rash do not deceive your self A thousand Lives lost in our Defence Would not give stop to his lewd Purposes Heaven sure will send some Remedy O Brother O Cialto Mir. Forgive me dearest Sister I had forgot To tell you Cialto lives though this Villain was one Of them that did attempt his Murder Sam. O do not flatter me for I shall grow As much out of love with Death as even now I was with Life Is there no hope Mir. The Villain has appointed them to murder me If I attempt but to go forth Ha Now I think on 't it was the Friar He gave them charge of I am none I 'll try If they will let me out so I may call He takes up his Disguise Some help Em. O take heed Mir. 'T is but attempting But first I 'll set the Friar in the best posture I can Here Sister support my Shape a little To countenance my Design nay no trifling He sets his Habit on his Sister So now to your Prayers within there ho â— How now who are you Mir. A Friend of Villerotto's who left me to Stay a little while for your Assistance Now I am going have the greater Care Of the Friar there he may venture to escape For he has robb'd your Master 1. We warrant you Sir Friar you had not best try to bolt Miranzo goes out and returns back suddenly Mir. I have done ill I dare not venture Them a minute Honour and Reason turn me back Blest Opportunity Rogue He strikes up one of their Heels t'other sights a little and runs out with a noise he gets a Sword from one of them 1. How now what do you mean Sir Help help Mir. So I have something now to frame an Argument For my self with and to Dispute a little Em. Now you may kill us you have got a Sword Mir. Dear Emilia do you believe I know not how Emilia weeps To make a better use of such a Weapon Pray weep not do not unman me now Hark a Noise Enter Villerotto with him that run out and another Vill. Ha Miranzo are you Metamorphosed from a Friar Mir. Do you stare Monster is a Sword bright Metal The Mirrour that can only shew Th' affrighting shapes of thy unheard of Villanies Vill. Alas I have not been afraid a long time I have forgot what ' t is Hark a Noise A Noise within Dispatch him quickly you shall tell no News Sir Ha who is this new Face for Enter Cialto Cia This shall tell thee Villain They offer to fight Mir. Hold Miranzo drives out the two men comes back and parts them Cia Miranzo rob me not of that Revenge Which only can belong to me Hark a noise guard the Passage or we may all be lost A noise still Nay trifle not hark the Noise encreases dispatch Now Sir do you stare to see Cialto Whom you hir'd Rogues to Murder Exit Miranzo Vill. I do not stare nor am I frightned What y' are not dead it seems Sam. O Cialto Cia Ha since thou hast given me cause To view thee with a strict survey my Eyes Are grown clear sighted And find thee not the Villain which thou seem'st But what thou art the base Borazzo Vill. 'T is well we know one another then Cia Excellent Rascal has your hot Revenge Been rak'd up all this while Vill. Cou'dst thou expect less from me whom thou hast disgrac'd And ruin'd by Cashiering me from my Command Cia And what canst thou expect Villain But that Fate thou didst design for me Vill. My Sword says no. Sam. Hold hold I command you hold Cialto Hold Sir I will engage for your Forgiveness Vill. My Forgiveness this is my Indemnity Cia Do not hang upon me unless you mean To have me murder'd in your Arms. Vill. Nay I think I may drive this through your Shield Cia For Heavens sake let me go Sam.
brings Fate to me sooner than it comes Fears most oppress when sleep has seiz'd upon The outward parts and left the Soul alone What envy'd blessing 's these curs'd things enjoy Next to possess 't is pleasure to destroy Ismeron ho Ismeron Ismeron Stamps Ism. Who 's that with so loud and fierce a call Disturbs my rest Zemp. She that has none at all Nor ever must unless thy powerful Art Can charm the Passions of a troubled heart Ism. How can you have a discontented mind To whom the Gods have lately been so kind Zemp. Their envious kindness how can I enjoy When they give Blessings and the use destroy Ism. Dread Empress tell the cause of all your grief If Art can help be sure of quick Relief Zemp. I dream'd before the Altar that I led A mighty Lion in a twisted thread I shook to hold him in so slight a tie Yet had not power to seek a remedy When in the midst of all my fears a Dove With hovering Wings descended from above Flew to the Lion and Embraces spread With Wings like clasping Arms about his head Making that murm'ring noise that cooing Doves Use in the soft expression of their Loves While I fix'd by my wonder gaz'd to see So mild a Creature with so fierce agree At last the gentle Dove turn'd from his head And pecking try'd to break the slender thread Which instantly she sever'd and releas'd From that small bond the fierce and mighty Beast Who presently turn'd all his rage on me And with his Freedom brought my Destiny Ism. Dread Empress this strange Vision you relate Is big with wonder and too full of fate Without the Gods assistance to expound In those low Regions where sad Night hangs round The drowsie Vaults and where moist Vapors steep The God's dull brows that sways the Realm of Sleep There all th' informing Elements repair Swift Messengers of Water Fire and Air To give account of Actions whence they came And how they govern every mortal frame How from their various mixture or their strife Are known the Calms and Tempests of our Life Thence Souls when Sleep their Bodies overcome Have some imperfect knowledge of their doom From those dark Caves those Powers shall strait appear Be not afraid whatever shapes they wear Zemp. There 's nothing thou canst raise can make me start A living form can only shake my heart Ism. You twice Ten Hundred Deiâ—ies To whom we daily sacrifice You Powers that dwell with Fate below And see what men are doom'd to do Where Elements in discord dwell Thou God of Sleep arise and tell Great Zempoalla what strange Fate Must on her dismal Vision wait Zemp. How slow these Spirits are Call make them rise Or they shall fast from Flame and Sacrifice Ism. Great Empress Let not your rage offend what we adore And vainly threaten when we must implore Sit and silently attend While my powerful Charms I end By the creaking of the Toad In their Caves that make aboad Earthy Dun that pants for breath With her swell'd sides full of death By the Crested Adders Pride That along the Clifts do glide By thy visage fierce and black By the Deaths-head on thy back By the twisted Serpents plac'd For a Girdle round thy Waste By the Hearts of Gold that dâ—ck Thy Brest thy Shoulders and thy Neck From thy sleepy Mansion rise And open thy unwilling Eyes While bubling Springs their Musick keep That use to lull thee in thy sleep God of Dreams rises God Seek not to know what must not be reveal'd Joys only flow where Fate is most conceal'd Too busie Man wou'd find his Sorrows more If future Fortunes he shou'd know before For by that knowledge of his Destiny He wou'd not live at all but always die Enquire not then who shall from Bonds be freed Who 't is shall wear a Crown and who shall bleed All must submit to their appointed doom Fate and Misfortune will too quickly come Let me no more with powerful Charms be prest I am forbid by Fate to tell the rest The God descends Zemp. Stay Couz'ner thou that hat'st clear truth like light And usest words dark as thy own dull night You Tyrants Gods do you refuse to free The Soul you gave from its perplexity Why shou'd we in your mercies still believe When you can never pity though we grieve For you have bound your selves by harsh decrees And those not you are now the Deities Sits down sad Ism. She droops under the weight of Rage and Care You Spirits that inhabit in the Air With all your powerful Charms of Musick try To bring her Soul back to its Harmony SONG is suppos'd sung by Aerial Spirits POor Mortals that are clog'd with Earth below Sink under Love and Care While we that dwell in Air Such heavy Passions never know Why then should Mortals be Unwilling to be free From Blood that sullen Cloud Which shining Souls does shroud Then they 'l shew bright And like us light When leaving Bodies with their Care They slide to us and Air. Zemp. Death on these Trifles Cannot your Art find Some means to ease the Passions of the Mind Or if you cannot give a Lover rest Can you force Love into a Scornful Breast Ism. 'T is Reason only can make Passions less Art gives not new but may the old encrease Nor can it alter Love in any Breast That is with other flames before possess'd Zemp. If this be all your slighted Art can do I 'll be a Fate both to your Gods and you I 'll kindle other Flames since I must burn And all their Temples into ashes turn Ism. Great Queen Zemp. If you wou'd have this Sentence staid Summon their Godheads quickly to your aid And presently compose a Charm that may Loves flames into the Strangers Breast convey The Captive Stranger he whose Sword and Eyes Where e'er they strike meet ready Victories Make him but burn for me in flames like mine Victims shall bleed and feasted Altars shine If not Down go your Temples and your Gods shall see They have small use of their Divinity Exeunt ACT IV. SCENE I. The Scene opens and discovers Montezuma sleeping in Prison Enter Traxalla leading in Orazia Trax. NOW take your choice and bid him live or die To both shew Pity or shew Cruelty 'T is you that must condemn I 'll only act Your Sentence is more cruel than my Fact Oraz. You are most cruel to disturb a mind Which to approaching Fate was so resign'd Trax. Reward my Passions and you 'll quickly prove There 's none dare sacrifice what I dare love Next to thee Stranger wake and now resign The bold pretences of thy Love to mine Or in this fatal minute thou shalt find Mont Death Fool in that thou maist be just and kind 'T was I that lov'd Orazia yet did raise The storm in which she sinks why dost thou gaze Or stay thy hand from giving that just stroke Which rather than prevent I wou'd
Friend At last continuing still importunate She told me with a Smile 't was not her hate Nor love unto another was the cause She seem'd to be so cruel in these Laws Tir. When I lost my Brother Brave Artabaces whom I cou'd not call More Brother than a Friend for he was all I did not think a Friendship cou'd express It self so great to make his loss the less But thine my dear Sulpitius is above The Rules and Measures of the strictest Love You might have hop'd to see your Brother's joy Sprung from those harsh commands which mine destroy Sulp. My love unto Sertorius is not less I wish his Gratitude his Happiness To pay great Marcellina all Love's scores Whom every Roman but himself adores Why do you droop fie fie do not give way To your encroaching Griefs hope and obey In the mean time during your Banishment In my best Love and Care rest confident I 'll weary her with Pray'rs till I obtain Leave from her Lips to call you back again Ter. My hopes are only rais'd by thy kind Charms O let me always hold thee in my Arms. Embraoo Enter Sertorius Ser. I must go back and tell him 't is impossible Ha twisted Sulp. How my Brother I must say something quickly but what Brother perhaps you wonder Ser. Yes I do Sulp. I mean to see my kindness at this time So great to Tiridates but as a Friend I cou'd not be exempt from pity Sert. What pity does he need Sulp. It seems much more than you In the severe Commands of fair Hersilia He is for over banished no time nor hopes Allow'd to him you are too generous To swell upon his sinking Sert. That I despise Sulp. Pray give me leave at least to shew That pity which a Friend ought to bestow Perhaps the Reasons of a Friend may prove A Balm to cure the Wounds of hopeless Love Goes to Tiridates I cou'd not stay a minute Sir From telling you the happy News Which you may find writ in my Brother's looks The fair and just Hersilia has pronounc'd His Banishment for ever Enter Hersilia and Marcellina Ha Hersilia what new Confusions croud upon me How near my Plots are to discovery I must out-face Fortune and Honesty He steps to Sertorius hastily Brother give not Tiridates the advantage To seem more pleas'd than you in his Obedience I 'll instantly attempt to serve you Goes to Hersilia Madam this unexpected Happiness Adds to the greatness of it Hers. The coolness of the Evening and these Walks Invited out me and my Cousin Not thinking to have met so much good Company As you Prince Tiridates and Sertorius She curtsies to them and they bow and stand still Ha Marcellina a word Speaks aside with Marcellina D' ye not observe what an unusual distance Prince Tiridates and Sertorius keep Marc. I both observe and wonder Hers. Peace let 's be gone We have almost tir'd our selves Sir And were just now returning home Sulp. Permit me Madam to receive the Honour Of waiting on you I have something to acquaint you with Enter Servant Ser. Madam Your Sister the fair Verginia is just now Brought from the Vestals and begs to see you Hers. I long as much to look on her They say she is much alter'd This is strange Marcellina Looks at Tiridates and Sertorius Sulp. I will return presently till then be silent To Sertorius I wait upon you Madam Exeunt Manent Tiridates and Sertorius they stare at one another at last Sertorius speaks Sert. I hope you do not think that I forbore To speak my love and thoughts unto Hersilia Because a Rival did look on Tir. Nor did that hinder me to own my Love Sert. Your hopes upon her Father's friendship move Tir. The greatness of my love is its own aid Sert. Some use of empty Titles might be made There is a noise with Names of Princes brought Yet though her Father is with nothing caught Those that have conquer'd Princes need not show Respect to Titles which they can bestow Tir. Cou'd any Roman Sword find Victory As soon as you can with your Vanity A Prince indeed might tremble then to hear But now he smiles at what you 'd have him fear Sert. O you shall see that I can keep my word And shew no Roman e'er out-talk'd his Sword They draw and fight To this a greater Quarrel yet I joyn Hersilia's Cause they equally are mine Enter Sulpitius runs in and parts them Sulp. Hold hold hear me but speak From what hid Cause does all this Fury break Sert. Love is our Cause which we resolve to trust To our own Swords we 're sure that they are just Tir. 'T is mean to wait for one to be deny'd And to refer that which we may decide Death is the certain Umpire that makes friends With him that dies Hersilia's trouble ends Sert. Stand by and since you wear the double tyes Of Friend and Brother look with equal Eyes Sulp. Must Hersilia thus Be sav'd from trouble by the loss of Fame Your Swords will wound her yet unspotted Name No drop of blood vou shed but will remain Upon her injur'd Innocence a stain She will be equally oblig'd to hate The Victor's life the vanquish'd in his Fate Sert. She 's cruel now if she her hate shou'd show When I am dead 't is more than I shall know Sulp. Suppose she never wou'd your loves requite For what is'â— then you wou'd pretend to fight 'T is vain to strive for Empire that wou'd be Not gain'd but rather lost by Victory Sert. Yet without Conquest she is gain'd by none And only can be overcome by one Both in Hersilia cannot happy prove The Government is Monarchy in love Tir. Sulpitius now your troubles shall have end Left free to serve a Brother or a Friend He that first falls for one of us must dye Leaves you to t'other as his Legacy Sert. All the disputes of love are judg'd by fate And death makes room when life is grown too strait Offers to fight Sulp. Hold hear me a word Sert. Pish. Sulp. Of you I ask it Tiridates stay And let your reason this rash action weigh Tir. Love never waits on Reason but on chance But why shou'd you advise this temperance Bid me be cold and bring the Fever too Hersilia sent the banishment by you Sert. Ha Did my careful Brother bring you such news Tir. Yes and from Hersilia's cruel Lips Sert. I received just such another Message Can you tell Brother which was the Copy and Original Sulp. No. Tir. How Sert. Whence came they then Sulp. From me Sert. And your invention Sulp. Right D' you think Hersilia's lov'd by you alone Had I perceiv'd it easie to be done I wou'd have fool'd you both Why d' you stare D' you wonder that I love or that I dare A vow a Passion which both you proclaim I 'll be as loud as you in Love or Fame Sert. O Monster Sulp. See I am chang'd of your
practis'd to stare and swell strangely Sulp. Let him swell and burst it matters not Who are these Mutius Mut. Quiet Rogues they were brave Souldiers Sulp. Have they lost their Spirits Mut. I know not they are out of practice They have been bob'd They might be train'd again perhaps and enter'd Sulp. This way a little Mutius you are my Friend Mut. I wou'd cut any Man's throat That said the contrary Sulp. I must use your Sword Mutius Mut. Here it hangs ready 't is almost rusty Sulp. Be not startled when I tell you 'T is against my Brother Mut. Let it be against your Father 'T is all one to me Sulp. The quarrel is Hersilia Mut. A Woman is the worst that cou'd be Are you to fight who shall have her Sulp. That she must only judge Mut. So then shall we fight to make her sport A parcel of such Lovers Wou'd make excellent pastime in the Amphitheatre I had an easier way with my Damsels Kind or cruel they never scap'd me Sulp. Not if you cou'd come at 'em Mutius Mut. If they were hid in Houses I made 'em bolt with Fire And pitch'd my toils on all sides ready for ' em Sulp. Ha 1. Noble Mutius farewel we 'll wait on you Another time Sulp Pray let your Friends stay a little Mut. Stay Gentlemen Sulp. Fire a House Mutius Mut. There 's no such way the coyest then Will leap into the next Man's Arms I have been thank'd for saving them Out of the very Fire that I kindled Sulp. I hey may live to love Hersilia Seems troubled Mut. If we kill 'em 't is two to one however That you 'll ne'er have her Sulp. Dare these Men stick by us Mut. Pay 'em well and let the business Be wicked enough Then never fear ' em Sulp. They shall eat Gold Mut. ' Troth I believe they can digest it too Sulp. Thou hast put wild thoughts into my head If I shou'd fail she crowns their Victory Or if Prince Tiridates falls by me I must live hated by her You Pow'rs above Let either Death or Life reward my Love Mut. You are troubled Sir I did not talk To save the â—ighting part I wou'd serve you in your love Through greater dangers Sulp. O Mutius advise me something My blood and thoughts stand still within my Breast Reason's asleep and torments seem aâ— rest Mut. Why I have told you my best stratagem If you get her Father's House but fir'd Let us alone we 'll help to quench it And in the hurry we may get your Mistress There 's no suspicion waits on such disorders Sulp. Dear Mutuis thou reviv'st my drooping Soul There is no other way left probable Enter Claudius a Servant See Mutius Fortune seconds thy advice Here 's one may prove the Instrument walk off Claudius welcome here I have been short in my Rewards Gives him money Claud. You have been Sir too bountiful To my small services Sulp. I have a business if thou dar'st attempt it Shall treble thy Rewards and yet leave me thy debtor Claud. Name it Sir and think it done Sulp. Thou know'st How unsuccessful I am like to prove One Act of thine may help me to Hersilia Then think what thy reward shall be Claud. Speak but the thing Sir Sulp. Presently then in some convenient place Set fire on thy Master's House do not wonder I 'll have those ready that shall quench it quickly And in the hurry under pretence of help Bring Hersilia forth at the East-gate That looks towards the Tiber There I 'll wait for her and by my happiness Measure thy own Rewards Claud. Whither shall we fly Sir Sulp. Trouble not thy self leave that to me Dar'st thou do it Claud. When wou'd you have it done Sir Sulp Presently before suspicion can have time to grow Claud. I 'll do it Sir be sure that you wait ready Sulp. Be gone about it let me see it flame Before an hour 's expir'd trust to me And have no fears Claud. I know an unfrequented room Fit for my purpose I 'll do it instantly Expect me at the East-gate Ex. Claud. Sulp. I will not fail 'T is done Mutius 't is a fire already That Fellow is a Servant to Emilius Whom I have made my Slave with Brâ—bes He 's gone about it Are your Friends prepar'd Mut. Beyond sick Men ready to dye for you Sulp. 'T is well I 'll place you in your several stations That she may scape no way Then if we can but carry off our plunder Mut. Pish the fire will have all the Enemies We shall have none Sulp. Where shall our Rendezvouz be Mut At my House of pleasure That stands upon the Tiber That will be least suspected because I live Most in the City besides we have the River To help us to escape if need require Sulp. No better place Gentlemen Pray observe such orders as my Friend Mutius gives you He shall have money to reward you Equal to all your services and beyond modest wishes 1 2. Doubt us not Sir we will be punctual Sulp. Come Mutius as we go We will agree on the particulars Justice has took away all my compassion And when their flames in cruel brightness shine I 'll smile since there was none that pittied mine Exeunt Enter Sertorius and Caska Sert. Have you plac'd the Horses where I appointed Cask Yes Sir Ser. I have but one thing more then to enjoyn thee If I shou'd fall by Tiridates Sword Carry the News thy self unto Hersilia And watch her as thou woud'st an Arrow shot To see whether it hit or no. Cask To what purpose Sir Sert. If she had any pity for me living Her sorrow for me dead will shew it Caska But how Sir shou'd I send you word Sert. 'T is true abundance travel through the Grave But there 's not one of all the multitude Will carry more than his own News about him Why shou'd things so remote beget such strife Beyond our knowledge and beyond our life Succession thus some to fond Joys betray For whose vain hopes their ruine must make way Enter Tiridates Cask Prince Tiridates Sir Sert. O 't is well leave us now Caska And watch where I appointed If Tiridates comes without me Let him receive those helps that I shou'd have Cask This is a cruel Service Sir Sert. Dispute it not Exit Caska Tir. Your pardon Sertorius that I seem'd thus slow I was enforced to make some little stay To 'scape Sulpitius he and Mutius Were earnest in Discourse Sert. May be they are looking us Mutius is bold Nor is that base Sulpitius less than he And thus much Tiridates I 'll acknowledge Had they now met us with their Swords about 'em I shou'd with much more pleasure as your Friend Have took my share against ' em Draws Tir. Assisted by Sertorius I shou'd have been As sure of Conquest as he is now of Victory Draws I have one motion only left to make He that survives â—eâ— him go tell
Hersilia That though his Rival in the fatal Strife Was lost in Death yet Love out-liv'd his Life Sert. I will be just to you but if I fall Carry no news of Love nor me at all For I have thought upon 't and find it vain To me no Message can come back again So to our Forâ—â—â—â— Fight Enter Caska hastily Cask Hold hold as you have Honour hold Sert. Ha Caska What tempts thee to this Folly Cask The saddest Spectacle that ever was Emilius's House seems almost wrapt in Flame The noise of people and the Fire encrease Sert. Take heed you do not play the Fool. Cask Go but to the place where you appointed me to wait And if it be not true cut me to pieces While you doubt You but delay to help Hersilia Tir. Can this be true Cask Or I am more a Villain than I was us'd to be Sert. We may believe him Come Tiridates Hersilia's Danger now our Quarrel ends And when she is unsafe we must be Friends Our Actions some fantastick Planet guides Ill Fortune can unite whom Good divides Exeunt ACT III. SCENE I. The Scene appears a Burning-house Enter Artabaces Artab WHat Noise is this How Noise A House in Flames where e'er I go I see Ruines of several Natures wait on me Hark they cry for help Noise of help 'T were pity to devote my self to Flames To save I know not who what need I care He that is wretched has a Life to spare Fate shall not need look after me I 'll try Which is most careless grown Fortune or I. Exit as into the House Enter Mutius and two Souldiers Mut. No stirring yet 1 Sould. Not as we can see Mut. They are not sindg'd yet Nor do I gaze with such a Gust of Joy As Pyrrhus had to look on burning Troy That this might grow to be Rome's funeral Flame And in its Ashes bury its own Name 2 Sould. Shall we go to th' other side Mut. We 'll keep our motions in this compass 1 S. How shou'd we know the right Lady Mutius Mut. Troth 't was high time to ask Yet to say truth I scarcely know my self But that we may be sure not to mistake Catch up every thing that looks but like a Woman Come softly this way Exeunt Enter Artabaces with Verginia vail'd and in a swoon Art Here 's something yet she was well findg'd And had been over-roasted presently Sets her down Now let me see my purchace Ha my Eyes dazle as if they star'd on Sun-shine I 'll wipe 'em and then look again Her Eyes are clos'd and though with her 't is Night Her Beauty shines without the help of Light A darker Form has hid a Deity But Death's too near for Immortality I 'll bow her gently Nature begins to triumph in the Strife And through her Lips soft Whispers steal of Life How fresh they shew the Roses almost gone For want of air by Breath seem newly blown Ver. Ha where am I Hersilia Sister Hersilia Ha who are you Are you not my Father Art No by no means fair Creature Ver. Are you not a Man Art That 's an odd question yes Ver. You shou'd be then my Father Art That 's right a man indeed shou'd be her Father Aside Ver. Or is there any other man besides my Father Art She 's mad over-heated with the Fire Ver. Pray pardon my want of knowledge I never saw a man besides my Father Till I saw you if you be one Art This is the likeliest thing to be a Virgin That e'er I met with Aside Where have you liv'd to be so ignorant Ver. Among the Vestal Virgins from an Infant And help'd to keep the Sacred Fire alive Art O that my Flame as pure as those might be Fed by your pity though not piety Ver. Help me but back again and I 'll attend With true Devotion those pure Flames you send Art From Ignorance alas her pity grows Her Innocence above a Vertue shews Ver. I had forgot my Father and my Sister May want the help that you ill plac'd in me O pity there 's rather my misery Their Merits and Rewards far exceed mine Art Rewards cou'd never yet my Soul incline Ver. I can invite you then no other way Art Command me to my Death and I obey Ver. Sure all Mankind are not thus vertuous too Art All Womankind do less resemble you Ver. Hark a Noise again O my Father Noise Gentle Sir that gen'rous pity shew Which those above gave you but to bestow Weeps Art Dry up your Tears fair Innocence I only beg if I return That I may find you in this place again Ver. Here you shall find me sending up my Pray'rs For your Success and Happiness Art I had forgot to ask your Name Bows and as going Ver. Verginia Sir my Father's Name 's Emilius You never ask'd me that Art Nor never shou'd I have your word to stay just in this place Ver. You need not doubt I know not where to go Art 'T is all I ask for my Reward Think bright Verginia all your Cares are mine Fortune has play'd her Tricks now Love play thine Exit as into the Burning-house Manet Verginia Ver. Does Heaven on all Mankind such good bestow My Fortune 's excellent or they are so I grow strangely concern'd some unknown Cause A secret warmth into my Bosom draws I blush I know not why my confus'd Sense Whispers that Shame can live with Innocence Mind 's like smooth Paper never writ upon When folded up by some Impression Marks will remain it never had before And ne'er return to former smoothness more Enter Mutius and three or four Mut. No news yet of Sulpitius The Women are all burnt I hope Ha here 's one yet left a very fair one too Come Lady you must along with me Ver. What are you Mut. Why men Ver. You wou'd not be thus rude then Mut. Who the Devil shou'd be rude if men shou'd not Away with her and stay for me Under the Grove I told you of â— Come along Ver. Whither why d' ye pull me Alas you 'll frighten me Mut. She 's wond'rous fair Away with her I hope this is not Hersilia Aside Then 't is fair play Equal Danger equal Plunder Ver. Pray do not pull me I promis'd to stay here Till a Friend come I must not break my word Mut. Indeed you must Away with her Ver. What d' ye mean O my heart fails me Oh. Swoons Mut. Up with her she 'll wake with jogging Stay where I told you I 'll see a little farther And then come to you Exeunt Enter Sulpitius and Hersilia with Claudius and others Sulp. Follow still behind and give me notice If any overtakes us Is Cinna gone to Mutius 1. Yes Sir Her Whither d' you carry me I do command you let me go Sulp. When we are a little farther Free from the Danger that concerns your Honour I will obey you till then believe it was your Service That made me
the Vessel to preserve the freight Mut. I 'll shake thy stubborn Spirit while I feed Thy Life with tortures Death shall death exceed Art Life may be less than Life as it does waste But Death cannot be more than death at last Mut. Who 's there Enter one or two Here Take him away and shut him up from light Let him see nothing but Death's Image Night Art Thou canst not reach the light that I shall find A generous Soul is Sun-shine to the mind Mut. Be gone In the least title he that disobeys His own neglect his wretched Life betrays Ex. with Art Manet Mutius In what encrease of Tempests I am tost Like those in storms afraid of any Coast Now every way to me unsafe appears Reason has left the Helm and Love now steers Yet one Trick more I am resolv'd to try Love's Wisdom is compos'd of Treachery Ho Corbuio Enter Corbulo Cor. Your pleasure Sir Mut. Fetch Verginia hither And send Titus to spy abroad And bring what News he can however Let him not stay for I intend at his return To look my self after Sulpitius Cor. I will Sir Exit Mut. This Fellow sits my humour Like Flies he feeds upon the foulest things And to the rugged'st places fastest clings But I forget my Business I must now With all that 's gentle smooth a rugged Brow And tempt her with feign'd Goodness to believe The shape of Vertue still can best deceive Those that in faithless Oceans take their way Sink in the Storms but 't is the Calms betray Enter Corbulo with Verginia She comes Now leave us Corbulo But stay within my call Exit Corbulo Still drown'd in Sorrow sure my Rage appears As just and far more gentle than your Tears You fear the Storms yet make the Tempests rise While you retain soul Weather in your Eyes Vir. Tempests by Show'rs sometimes are laid to peace Mut. And when you weep for me my Storms will cease Ver. To shew my Gratitude I shew my Fears And poorly pay the Debt of Life with Tears Secure me only this that he shall live Or do not blame the Sorrow that you give Mut. Does not feign'd Gratitude true Passion hide But since only by this it can be try'd Here in a sacred Vow my self I tye By me nor by my means he shall not dye Ver. Now you are gentle And as in Tears I paid to him his due Now with dry'd Eyes I 'll pay my thanks to you Mut. Your Gratitude might find a better way And my kind Vow with one as gentle pay 'T is the same Oath which he has took before To avoid ever seeing of him more Ver. If he has swore alas what need I swear A Vow shou'd be as gentle as a Pray'r Mut. Can Pray'rs to all alike so gentle be Since all the World's Devotions disagree None beg the same the Pray'rs of all the best Are little more than Curses for the rest Enter Corbulo How now Cor. Titus is return'd Sir and says there is most noise By Numa's Grove another joyn'd to him To scout on either side might bring you full Intelligence Mut. No I will go my self In the mean time Think gentlest Maid how little I deny Who ever you command must live or dye Ex. with Ver. Corbulo Come back I have a Business that I dare commit Unto no Care but thine Give out that I am gone And with a shew of pity offer Verginia To bring her to the Stranger in the mean time I 'll place my self to over-hear their Passions The Business will be easie Corb. If 't were hard it were all one to me Mut. Dispatch then my brave Corbulo And send Spurius along with Titus Ex. Corbulo I will search out the Secret of her Heart And find that Passion which she hides with Art May be 't was Charity that fear'd his harm But Charity does seldom shew so warm No no such deep Concerns appear above All taught Affections 't is unlessen'd Love When this Disease of Jealousie can find A way to seize upon a crazy Mind Most things instead of help or giving ease The Humour feed and turn to the Disease Exit Enter Marcellina Hark I listen still for Noise to be my Guide And want yet have too much on every side O Sertorius How I pursue with what uncertainty Yet though I lose my way I follow thee Hurried along upon Love's Wings I move Pursuing Fate and am pursu'd by Love Exit Enter Sulpitius with Hersilia and others Sulp. Be pleas'd to pardon me Madam I was enforced to lead you a by-way Something about we are nearer a place of safety now Her I wou'd not censure but this seems to be A mingle between Force and Courtesie Sulp. Since 't is so hard to gain your clear belief I must be innocent though it gives you Grief Yet for your own sake do not wish to know Time is too hasty and my Tongue too slow Why shou'd his Guilt and Mischief blemish me Yet Silence seems a vertuous Treachery Her Why do you shew such struglings in your Breast Sulp. Nature and Friendship are at a Contest Know then I wou'd you cou'd and I not tell That Tiridates by Sertorius fell You were the Quarrel and for you they strove With equal Courage and with equal Love Till Fortune blinder now than ever prov'd And deny'd Victory to what you lov'd Her Ha Tiridates dead Weeps Sulp. We have no time to talk or to lament Lest we meet Dangers which we shou'd prevent Her Alas my Grief 's the greatest Dangers are Who wou'd flye Death that cannot flye Despair Sul. Sorrow deceives that bids you stay and dye 'T is from Sertorius not from Death you flye Whose Rage had blown it self to such a height It stopp'd not at th' unhappy Princes Fate But presently your Father's Palace blaz'd In circling Flames which his Revenge had rais'd As if 't were just he shou'd the Ruine prove Of his own Hopes that had destroy'd your Love Her Methinks my Love looks mean in Sorrow drest Sure 't wou'd shew greater by Revenge exprest Sulp. Though nothing of your Heart you will resign To me let your Revenge at least be mine Her O Tiridates I have condemn'd my self to dye and grieve Revenge does only my short Life reprieve Enter Sertorius Ha the horrid Monster comes you Pow'rs above Revenge at once Death and an injur'd Love Ser. Have I o'er-took you Villain with your Prize Draws Sul. There 's none is over-took but he that flies Her Defend me now Sulpitius Sert. Ha does Hersilia want such aâ—â— O Heavens her Vertue 's lost or she 's betray'd I will not trisle out my Cause with words Her Let my Revenge and Wrongs assist your Sword Ser. What Riddle 's this she courts his Treachery Then through their Deaths I thus must haste to dye Fights among 'em and kills one Enter Marcellina takes up his Sword and hurts another that is running at Sertorius he turns and she and he fight and Marcellina
kills him and then falls her self In the mean time Sulpitius and the rest wound Sertorius so that they fall together Her What do I see Marcellina Mar. Hersilia Sulp. Come we must not stay All is unsafe and pity will betray Sulpitius pulls her Sert. Hear my last words have so much Charity My Life was yours but here 't is just I dye I feel new Fires my ancient Flames appease And I own Health unto a new Disease Her Do'st thou not shrink at thy approaching Fate Are all my Sorrows and his Blood no weight Ser. What Sorrows do you wear Or what 's my Crime Sul. We trifle out our Safety with the Time Pull Hersilia Her Stay let me tell him Sulp. 'T is in vain â—away Sert. That Villain does betray you Her Hold I will stayâ— O Marcellina O Tiridates Sert. What is the mystery Why do you call on them from whom you fly Her What does he say Sulp. He raves â—o matter what Her I 'll hear him speak Sulp. Away it is too late Hurries her out Manet Sertorius and Marcellina Ser. What can this mean farewel my unjust Fires New warmth grows in me though my Life expires How slow I crawl my Love would make more haste But weakned Nature cannot move so fast My sinking Soul this bleeding Current drowns How equal we are now in allout Wounds O speak and tell me if you can forgive Or if that be too much tell me yoâ—live Mar. I wou'd deny you nothing shou'd I say I live Life while I tell it stealâ— away Be not concern'd Death has the sâ—me event By Nature call'd or brought by accident Sert. Do not so willingly your Life resign Or if you must let your Soul go with mine Mar. It will go softly if it goes before And wait for yours where they shall part no more Sert. And shall we thus know one another there Mar. Else we shou'd want a Blessing we have here Sert. I feel Death â—shades creep upon Nature's light O guide your Hand to mine 't is almost Night Mar. Here where is yours Sert. Searching to find yours out Mar. Have it I now Weakness and Love may doubt Hold fast farewel There 's something â—idâ—â— Dies Sert. 'T is Death that kindly thus it self divides Dies ACT. V. SCENE I. Enter Artabaces Art WHY to our Bodies are the Gods more kind Than to the Place where Worship dwells the Mind Nature provides Defence and yiâ—â—dâ— Râ—treat From piercing Cold and from thâ—se â—rching Heat But for the Passions which about us wait There is no means allow'd propâ—â—tionate Enter Corbulo Cor. Are you busie Sir Mutius over-hearing Art O wondrous busie Cor. In what Art Why I was thinking that the World 's ill ballanc'd More Knaves than honest Men. Cor. An honest Man wou'd then be welcome sure Art Not to this place Cor. To you I hope Art Troth I have but little business for him Cor. Do you not want a curtesie Art Yes and one to do it Cor. Pray try me Sir Art With all my heart help me to a Sword Cor. That 's hard Art So are most curtesies prethee do me an easie one Cor. What 's that Art Be gone and leave me Cor. I wou'd first willingly do something for you And wou'd help you to a Sword too But they are too suspitious at this time Strict Spies are set on you Somewhat more liberty is allow'd the Lady Art The Lady ha didst thou not say the Lady Cor. Yes I did It takes Aside Art Cou'd you help me to speak with her or see her Though but for a book or two Cor. Um'h. Art That 's too hard too Cor. No I will do 't Art Are you sure of it Cor. Stay there a little and you shall see Steps to Mutius Art This Fellow sure has inclinations to be honest Cor. 'T is done watch there Comes back and Exit Mut. My best Corbulo Art I have been thinking Why those above so full of tenderness Made ways so hard to good and happiness Through Graves we travel to felicity The road unto Religion's misery The ways might have been easier to find out Not left so rugged and so far about To every object we submit our sense And call our accidents their providence There is no satisfaction here below But such as Chance or strange extreams bestow Secure Content can only be acquir'd By bruitish minds or such which are inspir'd Where Reason must not come or can't encline Sunk unto Beasts or rais'd to be divine Enter Corbulo with Verginia Cor. Then Sir now believe Exit Art H 'as don 't indeed Just so when welcome light begins to rise An unknown Comfort steals on troubled Eyes Here let me kneel for ever in this place And cling like Ivy to my first embrace Ver. Alas in sorrow shou'd we plant our Loves Prisons are barren Soils where nothing proves Joys may spring up and make a little shew But fastning roots in prosperous places grow Art Love may like Vertue starve in full content Misfortunes are their noblest punishment Ver. If Love fares well do not his Feasts betray While Death stands ready to take all away Let rather Art and Wisdom act their parts And hide our Love from all things but our hearts Art Dull order takes from Love its edge and grace He stumbles in all steps but his own pace His sacred liberty is in Fetters tied When Art or Wisdom his loose steps wou'd guide Ver. Perhaps there is a way to set you free Art Can I be so and you want liberty Ver. Do but at least comply with my design For here your Life 's in danger more than mine Art Without your sight my Life is less secure Those wounds you gave your Eyes can only cure No Balm in absence will effectual prove Nature provides no Weapon-salve for Love Ver. Might you but live a Pris'ner still with me It were unkind to wish your liberty 'T is offer'd from my love and yet I find Sighs You that deny to take it seem more kind Enter Mutius hastily Mut. 'T is I must bring you freedom at the last Draws Ver. O hold remember what a Vow you past Mut. It is thy falseness makes me call it back No Vows so strong but just revenge will crack Ver. Revenge will be no plea to those above Mut. But they will hearken unto injur'd Love Art The gods will hear no business comes from thee Mut. I 'll send you on my errand Ver. Oh through me Guide your kind Sword Methinks your looks appear He pauses and studies To me at least more gentle than they were Mut. O yes I am grown very tame and now I think on 't better I will keep my Vow Ver. The Gods reward what I can never pay Mut. Hold hold take all together when you pray For you shall see me take such wondrous care That neither of you both shall need to swear Ver. What do you mean Mut. Without there ho Corbulo Enter Corbulo Art O treacherous Slave Mut. Yes
y' are in the right Since you were squeamish to forswear her sight I will secure your Eyes without your Vow Ver. Oh Sir by all Mut. Nay no dissembling now Take him away and on his charming sight With burning Irons fear eternal night Cor. How burn out his Eyes Mut. Yes burn out his Eyes Doâ—â— Corbulo demur at Cruelties No more be gone Ver. O hold he bids you stay Mut. He stays to meet his death that dares delay Art Farewel fair Vestal By my Soul's Eyes your Image shall be seen And when 't is dark without I 'll gaze within Ver. O stay I know you will relent you must Need you be cruel when you shou'd be just Preserve your Vow without your Cruelty And do not make your Sin your Piety Exit with Artabaces Mut. Begone I 'll practise what you taught before I 'll shew no pity nor ask yours no more Ver. But you may want pity from those above Mut. Not now since they deny'd it in your Love Ver. They 'll make me pay if you will make me owe. Mut. You are too cunning and the gods too slow Enter Corbulo How now is 't done Cor. No. Mut. Ha! the reason Slave Cor. I think such horrid business was not in our bargain Mut. Pitiful Rascal take that soft reward Strikes him I 'll trust such tender Slaves no more Exit Mutius Cor. Am I thus paid Ver. Alas what does he mean to do Cor. Mischief no doubt Ver. Look on my wrongs or your own injury Revenge on him will prove pity to me Cor. A blow this my reward follow me I will do something but I know not what Ver. The gods wou'd think that I enough had paid Were my Tears measur'd or my Sorrows weigh'd Exeunt Enter Sulpitius with others leading in Hersilla Her Hold or you shall drag me on There 's something in all this like treachery Sertorius now is dead what need we fly Leave me You may be innocent if you obey Sulp. No we have wander'd you may lose your way Her Take heed left I suspect some ill design Sulp. Suspicion will be more your fault than mine Her I fear that I have shar'd his guilt I find Poor Marcellina's Ghost walks in my mind Enter Tiridates Ha! Tiridates false Villain Sulp. Pish 't is his Ghost Here lead her away To the appointed place hold you two stay Her Help Tiridates Exit with Hersilia Tir. Villain look back and see thy Death Sulp. Death is more us'd to obey me than you Dispatch him Fight Tiridates falls 'T is done come for Mutius's House away Exeunt Tir. It will not be Strives to rise I bleed so fast that wither'd Life begins To fade away for want of Nature's Springs And yet I feel no such decay of Love Though Life and Passion from one Fountain move Hersilia Hersilia Swoons Enter Artabaces with his Eyes out and bound Art Where am I now I thought the way to death had been so broad Though I were blind I cou'd not miss the road Death's Lodgings such perpetual darkness have And I seem nothing but a walking Grave Verginia I must never hope to see All Nature's Windows are shut up in me The Sun to me brings an unuseful light About me now I always carry night There 's yet one grief added to all my store Never to see poor Tiridates more Tir. Who 's that names the unfortunate Tiridates Art What noise is this which sadly strikes my Ear A sound like Tiridates Voice I hear Tir. 'T is yet his Voice were not my senses broke I shou'd think too 't were Artabaces spoke Art 'T is Artabaces speaks and seeks about For Tiridates Tir. Why d' you not find me out It is not dark Art Alas 't is dark with me Tir. Here here that I shou'd live once more to see My long-lost Brother 't will scarce shew like death In thy embraces to resign my breath Art O take me in thy arms for mine are ty'd If they were free I have no Eyes to guide Tir. Assist me my weak strength but to unty Those Arms to make my self a place to die Unties him and Artabaces sits down and takes him in his arms Art How dismally we meet like death and night My Arms are now thy strength thy Eyes my sight Tir. What hand or chance shut up those Eyes of thine While I enquire the cause death closes mine Dies Art He sinks Tiridates Brother His pulse is gone 'T is grown a dead low ebb with Lifes warm flood How proper are my tears my Eyes weep blood He 's gones before to rest why must I stay Eyes that are wounds might weep a Life away They drop too slow Life will not at this rate Distil away I 'll seek a quicker fate Starts up Now I have hands they will some death afford I had forgot to ask him for his Sword I 'll grope it out 't is hard I cannot find He creeps up and down for 't on 's knees The means of death Fortune shou'd help the blind O I have it now All steps of Life were going to this home But this does not bring Death but shew 't is come So Motion causes what it can't express 'T is the last Step declares the Weariness One Thought for dear Verginia then Enter Corbulo with Verginia Cor. This way I 'm sure Look where he stands I dare not stay Exit Ver. Heaven reward you Art Who 's there Ver. The horrid Deed is done Look down on him you Pow'rs with Pity too That has no Eyes left to look up to you Art Who 's that which does too late the Gods implore A Musick like that Voice I 've heard before Ver. That I were dumb It is too much that I can speak and see Each Sense is but a sev'ral misery Art It is Verginia guide me where he stand To leave my last Kiss on your sacred Hand She comes to him and gives him her Hand Ver. O do not to despair your Soul resign Your Eyes have been my Guides now see with mine Art 'T is Life not you that I forsake or flye I do but go before you when I dye Ver. Hold hold Give me your Sword 't is fittest for me now I dare not use it and you know not how Art In this condition I can use it best I need no Eyes to guide it to my Breast Enter Mutius and pauses a little Ver. Hold hold Oh Mutius comes Stand behind me Give me your useless Sword for I can see Art Away away those Pow'rs will send Supplies And guide my Sword that took away my Eyes Mut. Fair Cous'ner have I overtook you now With Justice thus I break my slighted Vow Runs at Artabaces he stands still and catches the Hilt of Mutius's Sword as it passes through his Body and kills him Art So I heard him fall I think My Sword feels him now Is he not dead Staggers and falls Ver. Are you not dying too O let me know Art Yes all the while I liv'd I have
be so kind As but to tell me if it can be true That I have only lost my Eyes not you Ver. My Eyes shall still be yours when you have none But if you apprehend when yours are gone Some other object may my heart encline I 'll beg him if you will to burn out mine Cor. Come I must stay no longer If you dare Art Yes exquisite Villain I can stare On death in any shape Cor. Then gaze on this 'T will make brave Musick when you hear it hiss Puts his Irons in the water What say you does it sound unpleasantly Ver. What does he mean Cor. I 'll tell you instantly Stay I must fetch another Instrument Exit Corbulo Art His mischief varies only not intent Unless he means a gentle death to give That with my Life my torments may not live Enter Corbuio with a Sword Cor. See how you 're both mistaken Here I bring you fate to give and not to bear Here Sir at once receive this Sword and mine Thus to your Fortunes all my own I join Art I have seen sudden starts to mischief grow But turns to good are usually more slow Cort. What do you wonder at this change in me Needs Courage arm'd admit such Jealousie Follow me quickly while the Coast is clear To stay or wonder wou'd be faults like fear Art Forgive me Corbulo And since thou dost resolve to share in mine My gratitude will make my Fortunes thine O my Verginia My joys like Men in crowds press out so fast They stop by their own numbers and their haste Ver. I fear Disease may this health pursue For sudden Fortune has relapses too Art Banish these fears against the Plagues of Fate A Sword and Courage is a sure Receit Exeunt Enter Sulpitius with Claudius bringing in Hersilia Her Stay what d' you mean or whither shou'd we fly There 's something in all this like treachery Take heed lest I suspect some ill design Sul. Suspition will be more your 〈◊〉 than mine Enter Tiridates Her Ha Tiridates O Villain Tir. Look here false Man and see thy Death pursue Sul Death will as soon be sent from me as you Hold her fast Claudius that she now-may see Whose one her Conquest proves by victory Tir. 'T is brave thy Courage seems from Justice sent To make thee stay and meet thy punishment Sul. Is there a better or worse Cause in Love Where all their Titles by their 〈◊〉 prove Love's Thrones by Conquest only are made good Like Empire where there is no claim in Blood Enter Mutius Mut. How 's this Sulpitius stay thy Sword for thine Must ne'er engage without the help of mine Sul Stay Mutius do not so injurious be As to deprive my Love of Victory Look on that Sun whose power 's not less great Since she as well disposes life and heat Rob me not of my hopes while she stands by Love hovering seems to wait a Victory Tir. Not all your Swords can so successful prove Though they may reach my Life they can't her love Mut. Dispatch him Sir I have much more to say Though your Love does mine will not brook delay Sulp. Thine Mutius then Love has pow'r I see Her Sulpitius hold or be my Enemy Beyond the pow'r of Mercy to forgive Mut. Come come we trisle Sir he must not live Ha! Enter Artabaces with Verginia and Corbulo Art Whate'er this soul Play means Justice does guide Where Mutius is my Sword to t'other side Sir you seem to want What Mist does rise Or has not Corbulo put out my Eyes And I gaze on my Brother as I use to do Within my Mind Pray speak Sir Who are you Tir. Your happy Brother dear Artabaces And still the same in all things but my â—oy Fortune seems now grown weary to destroy Mut Ha! my Pris'ner by that treacherous Slave set free Art Why do you stare Mut. O it seems you can see Look there Sulpitius nothing less divine Than that cou'd charm a Heart so rough as mine These are our Rivals too just Fortune draws Our Swords together in an equal Cause Art Now know sierce Mutius though no Cause can be So great as Love to make an Enemyâ— Yet to raise up thy Horrour to a height Armenia's Prince is sent to bring thy Fate Now thou shalt see where Conquest be thy due And without numbers what thy Sword can do Her Sulpitius hold obey me yet at last And I 'll forgive all thy Offences past Sulp. While I am arm'd I never use to pray And Love commands me now not to obey Tir. We trifle Time Art Corbulo that charge is thine Cor. Kind Fate provides another Sword for mine Art Now idle Fortune modestly stand by And let just Love dispose of Victory They sight Mutius falls and Sulpitius stands staggering Tir. Now Sulpitius to whom's Hersilia due Sul. Wou'd she were so to any one but you Use your Advantage to the Unfortunate Honour is cruel that denies a Fate Must I fall thus and in Hersilia's sight I stand to talk that cannot go to fight Falls Tir. Sulpitius live As thou wert once my Friend my Friend still prove Sulp. That Life thou giv'st is Death unto my Love Hersilia now I beg your Cruelty I want no help to live but some to dye Art Brave Man I pity his ungentle Fate I wou'd have none that love Unfortunate Come Tiridates How trembling after Victory we go To pay Devotions which to Love we owe Fortune at last seems kind in her Designs To bring our Victory before our Shrines Tir. Ah Brother I am still unfortunate Not less by Honour now than once by Fate Art What 's this Tir. Fairest Hersilia can you pity me Not for your own but Honour's Cruelty I must not speak of Love yet though her â—yes Bind up my Tongue I thus may use my Eyes Art Fair Vestal Though Fortune now at last seems kind to me Without you smile 't is useless Victory Ver. My joys must always wait on your Success Since they take being from your Happiness I beg now to return from whence I came And there while I attend the sacred Flame My true Concerns for you shall never cease And pray for yours while I enjoy my peace Art Will you forsake me now and be less kind Than you once promis'd if I had been blind I had been happier then by Mistries Now I lose you that had but lost my Eyes Ver. Then you did need my help now you are free Does Love exceed the use of Charity Art Yet let not Charity your Love exceed But grant me Alms as long as I have need Ver. Alas the World is full of Storms I find I wou'd return for shelter to my mind Come dear Hersilia which way must we go Ah me why do you look upon me so At once I weep and tremble too my Tears Spring without Grief and without cause my Fears Enter Sertorius and Marcellina Sert. Look Marcellina see what Heaven bestows As a full Recompence of all
gentle dew that cools all cruel passions Such a smooth heart as his will sooner take Impression of a figure than a rough one In his soft nature Love's prepar'd to grow When fair Maria's Eyes their Sun-beams show Ler. Thou hast now made my hopes so strong That I dare lean upon 'em farewel If we but prosper now not we on Fate But she on us shall for direction wait Exeunt ACT II. SCENE I. Enter Maria and the Confessor following her Maria. IS this Divinity Defend me Heaven Conf. Sweet Lady hear me Maria. Go preach thy Heresies to Toads and Serpents Or to the Sun-burnt-Indians whose Devotion Is paid to that which thou wou'dst have me be A Devil Conf. Pray Madam be not so loud you may be heard Maria. Wou'd my Soul's storms cou'd raise my Voice Loud as the Oceans Raving that the Fool'd World May know what dangerous Couzenage may lie hid Under such holy shapes Conf. Is this my Recompence Maria. Oh Monstrous Thou exquisite Exceeder of Impieties That dost Expect a Recompence from Sin Perhaps 't is all your Trades with Cheating Zeal To tear your Jaws and stretch your Throats to hoarseness To raise poor People to a fond belief The easier to o'erthrow their new-built Faith When such as you but laugh at what you taught Such a Destroyer now of all Mankind Art thou black Homicide Conf. Homicide Who whispers to a Storm may be o'erwhelm'd But never heard I wish'd you to the King And something with it of a holier name Than what you rave at but farewel Mar. Stay Father What 's this A holier name You or I rave indeed Conf. Yes and perhaps may warm your coldness The name of Queen Will that yet take Impression Mar. No I am as chast to that as to the other Ambition has its Lust as well as Love Con. You give too course a name to great Attempts And blast our honours with the care of yours You may be rais'd unto your Prince's Bed And climb by your obedience to his Throne Led by your Love and not Ambition Mar. These are large thoughts but the Queen Conf. Forget her she is in her wayne Mar. Ha! there is no safety while she is alive Conf. Nothing 's unsafe to thee but unbelief Thy Father got thy Honour and thy Life And will not murder either take my advice And for the rest see your Father Enter Lerma Ler. Tell me holy Father is it Idolatry To pay Devotion to those Glorious Eyes And call them Lights Divine they are my Stars Since their Bright Influence must direct my fate My growth of Life and Fortune must depend Upon their warmth whose power must fetter pow'r And Majesty it self learn to obey Mar. What means my honour'd Father Ler. Call me not Father I must take Life from thee And from thy Suns like growing Fruit be ripen'd Mar. This is strange to me Sir Ler. Ha! Have you not wrought her Conf. I have us'd my utmost art and tempted her With the name of Queen but Ler. You are dull I thought your profession Had been more subtile in these practices Leave us a little Exit Confessor Has not your Confessor my best Maria Acquainted you with my designs Mar. He told me something Sir had an ill sound But may be 't was his Piety to try me It was not his Religion sure to tempt me Ler. Tempt you to what to a King's Love Perhaps his Throne Call your own niceness folly And not his Love and Care Impiety Mar. My Mother Sir upon her Death-bed charg'd me When her Acquaintance grew so great with Heaven That I shou'd still be chast chast to all Appetites Call'd Pride the Dropsie of Infected Souls That swell'd 'em first then burst ' em Ler. Your Mother was for t'other World When she preach'd thus but I am yet for this And I must leave it in a hurry unless thy power Stops the fierce Whirlwind that is just now ready To wrap me into nothing Mar. Heaven defend my Father Ler. Amen but you must help it was On purpose that Heaven made thee fair To save thy Father Mar. I hope there is no danger near you Ler. Nothing but Death or Banishment Come Maria my Best my Dear Maria Come shine upon the King the flames thou giv'st Will return warmth to thee like the bright Sun That gives the World his heat and yet so justly Paid back again he lends at no expence But preserves all and shines as thou maist do If a declining Father be thy all if not Let it be night and it shall be a dark one To more than me Mar. Oh Heavens What do you mean Ler. Peace see the King This opportunity is lost Mar. Good Sir let me go Ler. You must not Enter King Duke D' Alva the Marquess of Alcara and Count Bruchero D' Alva Your Father's Blessing Lerma observes Seal'd it with that condition Alca. You forfeit all the strength of his advice If at the first you break his strict Commands Bruc The King commanded Lerma's Banishment As if some Oracle had said till that be done The Plague shall Reign or Famine or the Sword Ler. Mark that Maria. King I am unwilling to begin my Reign With a severity to any one but D' Alva Look Sir where he is no fitter time Than now to throw him to his Banishment King What Lady 's that Alca. How he gazes on her 'T is his Daughter Sir D' Alva Sir Remember now your Father's last Commands What do you look at Sir Ler. Now my prophetick Soul Aside King Look at that fair Lady Is she not wondrous fair Bruc But she is Lerma's Daughter Sir King No matter Madam Goes to her I ought sooner to have Saluted you But 't is not less Respect to so much Beauty To lose Civility in Admiration She looks down Ler. Speak King Be not displeas'd fair wonder of your Seâ— That I admire so suddenly a slower Conquest Is fit for lesser Beauties D' Alva Sir Do you remember King I do concerning Lerma Know my Lord I will not wait for a Petition That this fair Beauty might present 'T is juster to her power to tell you I can pronounce no Banishment nor Death To him that gave her Life Ler. You pour Mercies on me Bruc What change is this King In Return my Lord I do expect this gratitude That I and all the Court may be made happy By this fair Object I do expect your promise Ler. You have it Sir King I will no more punish her modesty D' Alva Sir Will you forget Exit looking on Maria the Lords on Lerma King No more Ler. Now my Maria Should I not fall down And worship the Divinity that saves me Mar. Are there Divinities below Ler. There are every wise thing is a Divinity That can dispose and check the fate of things I ask no other help but thine To make Spain know I am their Deity Come you must to Court my word 's engag'd Mar. What to do Sir To be
than he If you look after him that shou'd be King You may perhaps find him in Lerma's pocket Alca. We are miserable Med. It tamely adds to misery to talk on 't Like hearts weaken'd with griefs that spend Faint sorrows on their dying friends When they should strive Rather to give them help my worthy Lords Were all your Courages and Wisdoms ready To snatch at any honest opportunity That fortune offers keep near the King And cross him not till you hear more of me Something I 'll do to merit from you all At least deserve your pity if I fall Exit D' Alva Heaven prosper and direct you This man's Soul is greater than his Title Alca. We have new Titles Bru. And likely to have more all the Spawn Of that poor slave Caldroon must be Call'd Something as well as he is now They say a Marquis D' Alva The Queen her looks are full of sorrow All is not well Enter the Queen and Catalina with Ladies D' Alva Madam Alca. Royal Lady Bru. Is your Majesty not well Queen Ha! I was thinking of the King D' Alva What of him Madam Queen I know not what but yet he lately seeks Retirements from his Friends and from himself A fatal sadness grows upon his youth And makes him haste before it comes to age D' Alva He has ill Council Madam Alca. From Lerma too Queen I thought e'er now he had been banish'd Bru. He 'll banish us all if his power holds He hangs in the King's bosom like his Crucifix And with no less an Adoration He may be safe in power that can beget Those beauteous Charms that have subdu'd the King Power seems to grow nay grow his own Inheritance Queen We must quickly try to prevent This growing danger to us all and Spain Where 's Medina D' Alva Shall he be sent for Queen Ha! I feel a coldness creeping in my veins What haste it makes to my griev'd heart Ah me She faints Bru. Carry her in this news The Queen is carried off Has troubled her D' Alva I cannot tell I am suspicious of all Accidents Alca. These fainting fits seem as if she were With Child D' Alva With Death I fear Enter Catalina Alca. How now how does the Queen Cata. I fear there is as little hopes now left As signs of life just as we laid her on the bed She fetcht a heavy groan mixt with a sigh I fear all the small stock of breath That she had left D' Alva This is sudden Cata. 'T is sit your Lordship know all my suspicion I doubt she 's poyson'd this fatal day There came a Fryer with a face unknown To the Queen 's Ante-chamber To all a stranger and to the Queen her self By him a Letter was deliver'd to her Which had no name but in its matter fair When she had half read o'er the fatal Paper Her eyes seem'd to grow weary and pulse Kept an uneven and a heavy time and then Just as you saw her now she fainted Alca. What became of the Fryar Cata. 'T is not yet known for in this hurry While every one was careful of the Queen He vanisht Bru. 'T was poyson on my life D' Alva 'T is evident we must make further Search into 't Bru. You must assist us Madam and by your faith Revenge the murder of your Mistress Cata. Doubt not my Faith or Secrecy I must return I fear to a dead Woman Exit Alca. Here 's a strange Relation Bru. It must be kept with secrecy We are hunted and the toyls pitcht about us Enter to them Caldroon the Archbishop of Toledo Alca. See the new Indian Stars D' Alva Silence he gapes a Proclamation sure Cald. The Duke of Lerma Constable of Spain By Father Francisco late Confessor to His Majesty now Archbishop of Toledo And me Roderigo del Caldroon Marquiss Of Mirida and Treasurer of Spain Commands thee Philip Duke D' Alva Don Pedro Marquiss of Alcara And Don Bruchero Great Major Domo Within an hour to meet in Council D' Alva Here 's a Volley of Titles Cald. We must inform you further of The Queen's Death Alca. The Confessor should have told us that Bru. The Archbishop you forget your self Arch. Markt ye that my Lord Cald. Why my Lords the truth is nothing lessen'd In my Report D' Alva No nor the sadness we shall attend the Constable Arch. I do not like that word of Alcara Exeunt D' Alva Alca. and Bru. Cald. Pish 't is a fond fear who shou'd Reveal it to him he slept not since 'T was done and cou'd not dream it Arch. Wou'd 't were undone Cald. Oh your treacherous Conscience Wakes too late who shou'd betray it Arch. The disguiz'd Fryer Cald. He was ignorant of what he carry'd Arch. I have some business that commands Me hence the rest your self can mannage Cald. Be constant or you loose us Exit I like him not this scrupulous Church-Man Has a shrinking Liver that stops the motion Of his bloud sometimes and such another Fright may like an Earthquake Shake him into discoveries of all A blush in such a case as this Is Evidence sufficient for a Jury But I 'll confirm him or send his faint Contrition to th' other World and he Shall be the Messenger He must be held in use or he will rust We must find mischiefs out to keep him busie Lest he have time to think how to be good Leisure begets relapses in his Blood Exit ACT III. SCENE I. Enter Caldroon followed by Angelo and Medina thrusts him by and Enters Med. STand by Sir methinks your well pac'd Greatness might move a little Cald. For whom Med. For me thou ill-drest Puppet of Authority Thou Stalking Property that walk'st on Screws Which but laid by thy Honour is unjoynted And grows as bedrid as the Impotent Cald. You shall be answer'd Med. Thou Mist exhal'd from Dunghils Whose thick Breath poysons the purer Air It mingles with Cald. You are very bold Med. I will be bolder and knock your Greatness Without you study quickly a Set-form To ask Forgiveness in Cald. My Honour can defend it self From worse Opposers Draws Med. I 'll mince your Honour And send your Lowsie Family the Shares Of your divided Greatness Draws Enter Alcara and Bruchero Alca. Hold this place is not for Quarrels Med. Nor for Wrongs Alca. How was 't Med. Let met speak that dare tell truth Cald. When I relate the manner it shall be To those that have the power to punish Med. Let me go There 's nothing that has a lawful Birth That can endure this mongrel Greatness Enter the Duke of Lerma leading Maria Veil'd with Attendants Ler. What Hurry's here Cald. I know not the Duke Medina thinks His Greatness Entitles him to Injure Any one Ler. I 'll blow him and his Storms quickly away Med. Is your Breath so powerful that it can Puff Men off like tops of Thistles Ler. I cannot now spare so much time As to lose any on your
think The King will be uncharm'd and hearken to their Clamours now she that stood between Their Breath and him is thus remov'd 'T was pollitically done And yet they dare not tell him where she is Nor the bold Ravisher confess the Fact For yet Caldroon she hangs upon his Heart Like hopes of Joy upon a troubled Soul I have a Plot to help us yet at least To give us time till I have search'd this further Cald. What is 't my Lord Ler. I 'll instantly to the half-soul-less King For he must want his better part of Life Now she is gone and tell him she is retir'd On purpose till a hasty Vow be past And frame a Letter in her dearest Name Shall keep his Love from chilling Cald. 'T is excellent Ler. He must not know she 's lost Cald. Not for the World Ler. By that time Fate will send her me again For those above all know my Title to her She is my Child Caldroon but such a one As can raise Sorrow above Nature's pitch Prethee observe Caldroon how other Fathers Mourn for lost Children then thou wou't see I do not talk so idlely as thou think'st But in this loss I must not lose my self And whine to nothing I 'll to the King Enter the King and Medina D' Alva Alcara and Bruchero whispering to him and Medina shewing Papers the King sad and expressing Amazement angerly and so passes over the Stage Cald. He comes Ler. But with a Guard I like not Cald. We are undone Ler. He wou'd not look upon me once While round about him all my Enemies Whisper'd Destruction to me Cald. All 's out I fear Ler. Base Prince By Heaven Caldroon he has forgot her How easily his fond and childish Love Threw the fine Thing away that it so cry'd for The Memories of Princes are but Graves Where Beauty and where Merit lye forgotten Cald. Think of your self my Lord. Ler. When the thick croud of Thoughts for lost Maria Will leave the least way open then I will Oh she had Eyes Caldroon I hope she has That did and may yet look him into nothing Cald. Cou'd we but find her Ler. She cannot be conceal'd she is too glorious Had she been coupl'd with some rough-hewn Slave Her Language wou'd have play'd upon his Soul And charm'd him into dotage if she had griev'd Like an Idolater he wou'd have gather'd Her Tears upon his Knees for sacred Relicks But had he lost her thus thus as she 's lost He wou'd have search'd her out or else destroy'd All that he could suspect and then himself But this sick shadow of a Lover That whin'd and pin'd away in passion for her Is like a School-boy glad to be releas'd From a hard Lesson Cald. Here 's more Company Ler. The worst is come already and the rest look'd for Enter Medina D' Alva Alcara Bruchero with Angelo led Prisoner by an Officer with a white staff and a Guard attending Med. You shall have more Company Seignior Angelo Do your Office Algazil Algaz Roderigo del Caldroon I Arrest thee In the name of Philip King of Spain Cald. I obey it we are o'er-taken Ler. Medina I will answer the Arrest Med. Your case is not much better You will be summon'd Lerma Exeunt Ler. Why then I will appear Medina You 're a kind Brother Cou'd I turn all my Passions into Curses And make 'em as effectual as my sorrows They might perhaps destroy the proudest of 'em And yet my well-propt heart shall bear it all He only is above Envy and Fate Whose mind in sinking Fortunes keeps its height Exit ACT V. SCENE I. Lerma appears as in his House with a Letter in his hand two Men bringing in a Coffer after him opens a Door and they place it in Ler. HEre set that Treasure in for they are Reliques And will preserve their faithful Worshipper Why here are mysteries Canonical That must not be searcht into by disputes 'T was a good purchace too considering The deep necessity or if compar'd To the vast sums I gave my Instruments To turn them Fiends and make my self a Devil For I am Sainted at a cheaper Rate Thanks to his Holiness my pack of Councellors I have out-gone you all but to my Letter He Reads My LORD THis Coffer holds your wishes and the full salutes from Rome your Money is return'd as promised I have at Naples here met news so fearful has alter'd all my purposes I have serv'd you faithfully pay it to my memory you are secure and I preserv'd from shame by a death of my own chusing Poyson So farewel no more yours nor any more Toledo Kind Man that with such pious Charity Sav'd me the labour he knew I honour'd him And wou'd not have his Life laid to my charge But Piously he took it from himself Where 's such another Churchman For Caldroon by this time he is going after him I wou'd the Bishop had but taught the Slave His Wife and charitable way of dying But where 's Maria I dare not ask my self For I alas can't tell and Heaven will not Where is its Mercy then for it ne'er had Another way to Bless but by Maria. Could my prophane and passionate Revenge Reach but the Hearts and Lips of the Religious No Incense evermore shou'd upward fly Of Prayer or Praise I 'd stop all Piety Till they restor'd Maria to me hark Sing here I hear some noise ha what 's this Enter Caldroon going to Execution led by two Fryars a Fryer going before carrying a Crucifix after follow others of several Orders every one with a wax Taper in his hand they pass round the Stage singing his Funeral Dirge After they go out Medina enters with a Guard Ler. Oh are you come what Tempest now Med. How do you like the sight you saw Ler. What the Pageant I did not like it Med. I thought so Ler. I was vext to see how the poor Slave Hung down his head he shou'd have laught at you Med. This heavy Spectacle was meant Ler. To frighten me Med. No to prepare and touch thy Conscience Before thy Summons which I here pronounce Charles Duke of Lerma the Council do Command In the King's Name that you appear immediately To answer Articles prefer'd against you Ler. Philip Duke of Medina 〈◊〉 dare come Med. Your impudence was never question'd Ler. Nor shall my confidence be shaken by you This was no kind Office for a Brother Med. Where I find Vertue there I own Alliance But I still persecute ignoble Acts though Against him that wou'd b◠call'd my Brother Ler. Wou'd be call'd Take thy disdain'd Alliance back again I do despise to plead the chance of Nature To give me Title or pretence to any thing And if you are such as you talk your self You might more nobly have pursu'd those Actions That you count ill I always wore a Sword And do so now Med. I love not to be urg'd to draw my Sword Though that of Justice