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A55539 Alphonso, King of Naples a tragedy, as it is acted at the Theatre Royal by Their Majesties servants / written by George Powell. Powell, George, 1658?-1714. 1691 (1691) Wing P3047; ESTC R3298 30,823 58

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which they 'd bound their Faiths Appease them first which when you have perform'd A private way may finish your Revenge King Must I then crouch and fawn to crawling Mud Wou'd I cou'd Curse the Traytors from the Earth But oh the wretched State of Kings my Fate Will force my Tongue to flatter where I hate Ex. Ferd. Dost thou not think thy self secur'd from harm And with Triumphant smiles dispise our fury Dost thou not think the threatning storm that 's near Will cast thee safe ashore and Shipwrack me Cesar. How silly and how vain is credulous Man Thy Fear suggests what never enters here I see the Woman brooding in thy Eyes And thy Soul bursting with envenom'd Malice And oh how poor is he that 's Passion 's Slave Let me be stript of all my Soul holds dear Rob me of Life and what 's more priz'd Urania Yet thou shou'dst see how my undaunted Soul Cou'd bear it all and smiling quit the World Ferd. I 'll try this boasted Courage 't is resolv'd This hour 's thy last in spite of what can threaten Thou tak'st the Free-hold of my Soul away Urania and that are but one Creature 's Death I have been a tame Fool all this while Swallow'd my Poison in a fruitless hope But my Revenge as heavy as Iove's wrath Wrapt in a Thunder-bolt is falling on thee Cesar. A●d I can thus undaunted stand the stroke Yes barbarous Prince appear in thy true Colours Shake off that dull effeminate Clog Humanity And if the least remains of Vertue Honour Hang soft upon thy Soul freeze freeze thy Veins Crust'em to Rock and wall thy heart in Marble Inexorable as the Grave and deaf as Death Bath in my Blood and mount me to the Stars But know when from my glorious Constellation I shall look down upon that dark Abyss Where thou ly'st howling in eternal Flames I 'll scorn thee then as I defie thee now Ferd. Oh! I am vanquisht by this noble Spirit Come to my Arms my Arms nay to my Heart There take possession and remain for ever Cesario thou sha't find that I have Honour Equals my Love Oswell retire a while But first your Sword and as you love your Master Ask me not why nor yet dispute my Orders Osw. I 've ever learnt Obedience to my Prince Tho' I much fear the fatal Consequence Ex. Oswell Ferd. Cesario this imbrace makes me thy Friend And with it take this more surprising Present Since 't is decree'd that one of us must fall Let Fortune hold the Scale if 't is my Fate A long farewel at once to Life and Love But if 't is doom'd this Hand must give thee Death Oh make but this return with thy last Breath Call me thy Friend and make Urania mine Cesar. By Heaven you have with Honour conquer'd me And here I lift a Sword against that Life Which witness for me Gods how fain I 'd save Nay were there any way to preserve both But by resigning of the bright Urania Were I as great as the young Macedonian Whose Conquering Arms subdu'd the spacious VVorld I 'd quit all Titles to those vanquisht Crowns And build my Happiness on Love and Friendship Ferd. It will not be we cannot both possess her And either to resign's Impossible Therefore delay no longer if thou dost I here call back the name of Friend again And will proceed as an inveterate Foe Cesa But this Embrace and then proceed to blood Embrace Now Fate ordain me Love or give me Death Ferd. Thou hast thy wish Urania now is thine Fight and both wounded And may those powers that give her to your Arms Crown all your Days and Nights with endless Joys Ferd. falls Cesa That wish is kind but oh it comes too late For Death has been too busy with us both And we both fall each others Sacrifice Falls Enter King Tachmas Sigismond Oswell and Souldiers Osw. Behold my Lord the fatal deed is done See where th' unhappy Rivals Arm in Arm Are mixing Blood as they have join'd their Souls Tach. How fares my Brother Cesa Near my last safe Harbour Let me the little time I have to live Imploy in begging Pardon of my King And one kind farewel word to my Urania King Haste haste and bring that most unhappy Innocence Made wretched by a Fathers harsh Decree Cesa O Brother Place me nearer to my Friend No more my Enemy yet still my Rival My generous Rival still though't be in Death Ferd. My dear Cesario I must bid farewel For cruel Death too hasty draggs me hence Urania hates me and 't is time to die But whither I shall go too cruel Fair The shades of black Despair can only tell Pusht from the World by thy Disdain and Scorn I drop into the dark side of Eternity Dies Cesar. Farewel thou Royal Convert of true Honour Enter Ardel. Ardel. Where where 's the King oh Sir the poor Urania King Ha! what of her Ardel. If Horrour and Confusion Will lend me Breath to speak Unhappy Princess Alarm'd by the false Oswell's treach'rous Tongue That your Commands had given Cesario death Her generous Despair for her dear Lord In her own Breast has plung'd her fatal Dagger Cesar. For me this was too much Oh Love thy Altar Was never loaden with so rich a Victim Ardel. And all the small remains of life that 's left her She comes to sigh out in his dying Arms. Enter Urania bleeding her hair hanging loose led by two Women Uran. Lead lead me to this dismal scene of Horrour Place me but near to my poor dying Lord And in his Arms I 'll quit the World with pleasure Cesar. Ye cruel Powers this stabs my very Soul Is there no Help no Art no succouring Angels To save her Life Uran. Wer 't in the Power of Fate The precious Balm of thy king Tears wou'd do 't But 't is too late King My dear unhappy Daughter What has thy Rashness done Uran. Nothing but only paid The Debts of dying Love tho' cruel Fate Divorc'd me from his Arms and cancell'd all Our marriage Joys yet in the Grave in that Cold Bridal Bed I shall not be deny'd To lie a sleeping Virgin by thy side King Of all these Ruines only I am Authour Cesar. Can then my kind and generous Princess Leave all her Greatness all her blooming Youth Let those dear Eyes those sparkling Twins of Love And all that mighty Mass of infinite Beauty Lie undistinguish'd in the common Heap Of mouldring Dust ghostly as Death and wither'd As naked scraggy Roots of unborn Flowers And all for her unhappy worthless Slave Uran. Cou'd I do less to shew I lov'd Cesario The meanest of my Sex can live and love Each common Spark inspires that feeble heat To die for Love is only truly great Nor is this all the Glory of my Death You God's I bring my Innocence to Heaven Free from Loves grosser and impurer Charms I die a Virgin in my Husbands Arms. Dies Cesa She 's dead she 's dead meet her you Gods oh meet her Throw open all the shining Gates of Heaven And sally out thick as the Beams of Day To her Immortal Praise new tune your Spheres At her dear Feet your brightest Diadems lay For this is Beauties Coronation Day But still in all her Heavenly Pomp she wants Her Loyal Slave I come dear Saint I come Oh let thy Soul one moment stay its slight And take mine with thee to Eternal Light Dies Enter Sigismond Sig. Forgive dread Sir the uagrateful sounds I bring The popular fury and your Armies Rage For their Dear General and Princes Blood Is swell'd so high that where the Storm will break I tremble but to think their Impious murmurs No less than at your Royal Scepter fly King My Scepter why 't is what I 'm weary of It may be Tachmas 't will to thee descend But when the Royal Helm is in thy hand Oh let my Wrack thy warning Seamark stand Shun but my Guilt and with a prosperous Tyde Safe from my Rock the Royal Vessel Guide Exeunt omnes EPILOGUE Spoken by M rs Knight Written by Mr. Durfey AS a young sprightly Widow of the Town That had some year 's the marriage Comforts known Believing She had once the best of Men Resolves to try her Fortune o'er agin So our Young scribling Fool that found before Your kind Indulgence needs must write once more Plagu'd with an Itch that does through Poets run Who once being enter'd never can have done He says my Intercession cannot fail And that a pleading Female must prevail I told him I shou'd never help his Play As having ne'er oblig'd I mean your way And that in times of War you Women chuse Iust like Iack-Boots only for present use Till your Convenience serv'd to stand at door Then laid by by the Footman to be wore Bus'ness of Love moves now no tender Passion Your Heads are buzz'd with bus'ness of the Nation And when your Ladies sigh for a soft word Tou roar Boy bring my Pistols fetch my Sword What Hopes then I cou'd have he well might guess Pray Heav'n these jarring days may quickly cease Women and Misers always pray for peace Plunder of Gold the Miser's fear does move Ours that we shall not plunder'd be of Love For to say truth tho' Souldiers all are brave They 're the worst Lovers that our Sex can have For now adays their duty grows so hard They 're always Resty when they mount our Guard However I must try my Luck If then There chance to be amongst you Gentlemen Any so kind to hear what I can say Them I invoke in favour of this Play It has some Wit tho' mix'd with many a Fau't Some little Fancy too but as for Plot There are so many New ones found elsewhere He thought not worth his time to make one here And therefore tho' you can't that Part applaud Clap now for there 's a Pumpkin Plot abread FINIS
Garlands Crown And grudge him not your Wealth Ah Shepherds as you prize your own Pray for great Strephon's Health King No more no more cease all your Harmony It suits not with a Wretch so curst as I Yet why unpitying Heaven this hard Decree There might have been some milder Doom for me Why was my Daughter Destin'd to punish him who gave her Breath And by her Flight to seal a Father's Death Enter Fabio hastily Fabio Where 's the King King Here what portends thy Haste and busie Countenance Fab. Haste my good Lord When Fortune points me out the Instrument And happy Messenger to please my King Do I not ought to fly like Mercury And pour the Joy into his Royal Ears King Has thy Intelligence brought me any Knowledge Of Ferdinand Speak is Urania found Fab. The News I bring my gracious Lord Concerns the Prince and how my Heart flows o'er That I am pointed out by Heaven The first and happy Messenger King Proceed and we 'll reward thee Fab. Reward alas All my Ambition aims but at your Favour My Soul was never Mercenary It is my Duty to wear out my Life In Services for you and the whole State Whereof although I am no able Member King He 's mad Fab. It is with Joy then my good Lord. King Tell me thy News in short or thy Life pays for 't Fab. Alas my Life is the least thing to be minded He is no faithful Subject would refuse To kill his Wife and Children after that To hang himself to do his King a Service King Villain why dost thou wrack my Expectation Answer me quickly without Circumstance Where is the Prince be brief or Fab. The Prince I know not my good Lord. King Traytor didst not prepare me to expect News of the Prince pronouncing thy self happy In being the Messenger Is he in health answer to that Fab. Indeed my Lord I know not King Hang up the Slave I shall become the Scorn Of my own Subjects Fab. But with your Royal Licence I am able To produce those that do King Where whom speak that and quickly save thy Life Fab. He waits without Sir King Haste and bring him in Ex. Fab. Re-enter Fabio with Oswell Oswell Health to the King the Prince my Master Sir With fair Urania and the General I left within less than a League o' th' City And came before to bring the joyful Tidings King Are they then found thou welcome Harbinger Seiz'd and brought back Oh! let the Satyrs dance it The sweet Birds sing it let the Winds be wanton And as they softly with an Evening Whisper Steal through the curled Locks of the lofty Woods Let 'em in their sweet Language seem to murmur This was the Day that Crown'd a King's Revenge Enter Messenger Messeng. My Lord Prince Ferdinand King Conduct him in Enter Ferdinand Thou welcom'st Guest my Court yet ever harbour'd Oh I want Power to recompense thy Care Where be the Fugitives Speak Ferdinand Ferd. They wait without my Lord. King Bring 'em in Exit Fabio Re-enter with Cesario and Urania guarded Cesario and Urania kneel Cesar. With my Soul trembling like a fearful Criminal With Terrour struck at sight of his great Judge Behold the wretched poor Cesario falls Not to beg Life since Death I have deserv'd But that you 'd Mercy shew to this dear Innocence A Virgin though my Bride Uran. O Royal Sir I kneel to you as Heaven when I offend Not to beg Life unless my dear Cesario By your Consent be given to my Arms. King Rise I 've heard you both and Sir your Suit will grant Death thou hast merited Death thou shalt have Thy Torments by degrees shall rise to kill thee And what will plague thy Soul thy Latest Gasp Shall see Urania married to this Prince Cesar. It is a studied Tyranny but Sir All this and more I 'd bear might she live happy Uran. Live my Cesario I Canst thou think I 'll live Live in the Arms of him my Soul abhors No cruel Father Nature shall not bind me I will forget 't was you that gave me Life And in despight of Duty be his Bride We 'll mount above far far beyond your reach Where in a glorious Clowd we 'll Arm in Arm Look down and smile with Scorn on that gay nothing King Furies and Death then I will quite put off The name of Father take as little notice Thou art my Off-spring as the surly North Does of the Snow which when it has engender'd It 's wild Breath scatters through the Earth forgotten Ferd. Sir she 's your Daughter King Do not call her so There 's not one drop of my Blood in her Veins She makes her self a Bastard and deserves To be cut off like a disorder'd Branch Disgracing the fair Tree from whence she sprung Ferd. But yet my Lord. King I 'm deaf inexorable as Seas To th'Prayers of Mariners Oswell be 't your care To lodge that hated Slave in a dark Dungeon And confine her close Prisoner to her Chamber Ex. King Ferd. Attended Cesa Is this for Kindness or for Cruelty Ah no he gives me this short moment's sight That I may lose my Heaven with greater torment Uran. No my Cesario we 'll both die together For when thou' rt gone oh what a weary Load Will Life be to me But when you see me die will you be kind And pity my hard fate when you behold My panting Breast laid open and that Heart Where my dear Lord once Reign'd all torn and mangled Will you look pale and with a trembling sigh Let a kind Pearl fall trickling from your Eye Say will you do all this for poor Urania Cesa Not do all this for thee If th' inraged King Will wreak his barbarous Vengeance in thy Veins Thy sacred Veins and the unthinking Gods Dare see it done shall not I mourn for thee Doubt not that pious Tribute of my Eyes Shall not my Dew fall at thy setting Sun Not weep to see thee bleed I 'll make my Eyes Start from their Spheres to view the killing object And when thy sweetness draws near to Heaven My fainting bleeding Heart Shall just keep Life enough to break with thine Uran. My kindest Lord now with full Tides of Joy I can meet death since he has made me thine My Soul 's all Rapture all Delight grim Death Whose ghastly Visage frights the trembling World To me 's all Gay and with a charming Smile Does with sweet Wreaths and Flowery Garlands come My Bridal Pleasures Blossom on my Tomb. Cesa Now you transport my ravisht sense too high The worth of Ages and thy Sex's glory Is all summ'd up in thee but must you die Must this Celestial Light fall like a Meteor This blooming Spring fade like a wither'd Autumn Must this fair Book of Life writ by Heaven's Hand The Legend of a God be all defac'd And must I see it done oh my Urania I never was a Toward till this moment Osw. My Lord we wait too
VVe shou'd have dy'd abroad And then perhaps been talkt of in the Crowd Of honest men for giving up those Lives VVhich for our service they may now take from us VVe are not yet i' th' Snare and have the power To stifle their designs Vincent The Soldiers hearts are yours Cesar. No no Vincentio let 'em be the King 's If such as they forget their Office we Must keep our Thoughts unstain'd I 'll to the King But without any Train Sigis. In this you do not consult your Safety Cesar. Safety is a Lecture To be read to Children But for me I carry My own Security within The King I know Is gracious tho' at present His Passion reigns too strongly in his Breast Uran. Hear me Cesario e'er you see the King Hear me or poor Urania's lost for ever Cesar. VVhat says my Love Uran. Swear then to grant my Suit And I will name the means to make us happy Cesar. Oh speak And bless my Ears with the dear Sound Uran. Command your Soldiers first to greater distance Cesar. waves his hand the Soldiers fall back You see Cesario how our Hopes are crost And if you love as you have often swore You will not stop at any thing to gain me Cesar. Propose a Means that may not blot my Fame Nor make me Traytor to my Sovereign Not all the Dangers that can threaten Man Shall barr Cesario from Urania's Arms. Uran. Were it not better in some distant Clime To live and love and peaceably possess The small Remainder of our Lives to come What though we quit all glittering Pomp and Greatness The busie noisy Flatteries of Court We shall enjoy Content in that alone Is Greatness Power VVealth Honour all summ'd up Cesar. I cannot guess thy Meaning Instruct me plainer what you 'd have me do Uran. Since then the King will ne'er let me be thine Let 's in the dead of Night retire from Court And to th' Arcadian Plains direct our Steps There amongst Nymphs and Shepherds we may live And quite forget that we were ever great Cesar. My Soul my more than Life now thou art too kind But can my dear Urania born a Princess Nurs'd up in all the Tenderness of Power The Pride the Pomp and Glory of a Court From her Arch'd Roofs and Golden Towers descend To homely VVeeds and humble Cottages And all for worthless me Uran. For thee my Love Thou Lord of all my Joys Cells Caves and Desarts Are Palaces with thee Oh my Cesario There there where True Love reigns is only Empire Cesar. Thou Angel-kind and more than Angel fair Sigism My Lord the King comes this way Uran. Now Cesario thou hast thy Choice Love or Ambition Either to challenge bravely or resign me poorly But yet might I instruct you in your Choice Since rather than wed Ferdinand this hand Should give me Death yet Oh If I must die Let me expire in Pleasure not in Torment If thou disclaimst me slighted and despised In that distracted Thought I shall die wretched But if my dearest Lord will Nobly own me Charm'd with that Bliss then I can breath out Life Like Saints in Martyrdome not one weak Nerve Or shivering sigh shall of the Dart complain But the great cause shall sweeten all the pain Cesa Guide me you Gods in this Unhappy Labyrinth Enter King Ferdinand Oswell Fabio c. Cesa kneels Most Royal Sir Alas you too much honour The poor Cesario who at your Feet Lays all his Lawrels the fair Grove That your kind Sun has warm'd and cherisht King Did I not give you a strict Charge that none 〈◊〉 pass the Gates Tell me how she came hither To Fab. Fab. Indeed an 't please your Majesty you did Give Order that no Man shou'd but she said She was a Woman and I askt no farther King Hence you Buffoon Cesario rise I shall not flatter you Nor indeed have I any Grace for him Who durst attempt to steal my Kingdoms Heir Cesa Thus prostrate to the Earth I sue for Pardon That my ambitious Passion soars so high But oh there 's Irresistless Force in Love The Gods have felt it then can Man withstand it Such is my Fate nay kill me 't is the same For though I know 't is Death to ask the Gift Yet on my Knees I beg the fair Urania King What says the Traytor off thy Breath will blast me I see it like a Mist infect the Air. Good Gods was ever Insolence like this But sure I dream this cannot be Cesario Vincentio Souldiers speak is this your General Ferd. Yes yes Great Sir This is that Valiant Man That fought for Loyalty and not Ambition Now you may see for what he drew his Sword 'T was for Urania that he fought and Conquer'd 'T is she 't is she that must be his reward O Sir deny him not make him your Son Mould that course humble Clay t' Imperial Honour And mix it with the Royal Blood of Naples Cesa This humble Clay what saist thou haughty Lord By Heaven that Tongue did not the King protect it Had better challenge Iove and all his Thunder Thou titled Vanity thou Courtier made for peace How much my Merits for the fair Urania Exceed thy poor Pretences thou all Feather Too tender for the very VVind to ruffle When VVars loud Trumpet in a Field of Death Call'd me to wounds and dy'd me o'er in Blood Thou slepst securely lull'd on Beds of Downe Less soft than the effeminate Lord that fill'd ' em King Be silent Traytor this is perfect Raving Your Valour has been paid in the Success What you have done was Duty Cesar. True it was I must confess that it was Duty all King To shew us then you have not mix'd our Cause With private and particular Revenge Resolve before tomorrow Sun appears To quit Urania to Prince Ferdinand Or be for ever banisht from Our Kingdom And Daughter resolve you to meet his Love And make Cesario to your Heart a Stranger Or else expect to feel the worst of Tortures Consult your safest way Come Gentlemen And from a grateful King you all shall find The just Reward that 's due to Truth and Honour Uran. Ah my prophetick Fear To night Cesario Aside Cesar. To night my fair Remembrancer Aside to Uran. Exeunt King Ferd. Osw. Fab. Vincent Sigism and Soldiers Manent Cesario and Urania Cesar. Good Heaven Can this be real what all gone I that this morning was the Lord of Thousands Am not the Owner now of one poor Servant Banisht from Love or Naples this is hard But yet indeed 't is not a wonder here In this unhospitable Court of Naples So my unhappy Brother fell before me Who for the slaying of this King's Court Minion VVas doom'd for ever from his Native Soil Oh Tachmas what e'er Corner of the VVorld Now hides thy exil'd Head Thy wretched Brother The poor Cesario too must share thy Fate Yes we will hasten to some Rural Seat And never more in Cursed Courts be
great And when I go t' injoy Her Sacred Charms VVhat though I quit the VVorld in those dear Arms Oh with what glory will th' exchange be given VVhen I shall Lose Earth only and find Heaven Exit Cesa ACT III. SCENE I. Enter King Ferdinand Oswell Guards and Attendants King GOne 't is impossible they should escape Osw. We 've searcht o'er all the Court but 't was in vain Cesario and Urania in the Night Fled from the Palace but which way they took Not all our care can learn Ferd. Curses pursue him Some Whirlwind snatch him up and on the back Of his Rough Wings transport the wandering Ravisher And Drop his Cursed Head into the Sea Or land him in some cold remote wild Desart There to inhabit amongst Brutes and Savages O' th' two the Innocenter Beasts of Prey King My Lord it is not Rage can help us now But e'er they are fled too far make swift pursuit Leave not a Corner of my Realm unsearcht Prepare me Men and Horse immediately I 'll after 'em my self Ferd. Most Royal Sir See at your Feet an Injur'd Prince thus kneels And begs that trust may be repos'd in him King Thy Suit is granted Haste delay not then Bring him alive or dead I care not which O that I cou'd Command a flash of Lightning Or usurp one minute the Prerogative of Death That I might shoot ruin as sudden on 'em As Waters fall from Mountains but away There is no danger now like our delay Ex. King Attendants Ex. Omn. Scene A Wood. Enter Cesario and Urania disguised Cesa Come my Souls Joy let not such painted griefs Press down thy Spirits the darkness but presents Shadows of fear for it is that secures us From dangerous pursuit Ura. Wou'd it were day My apprehension is so full of horrour I think each found the airs light motion makes To be my Father threatning our ruins With all the storm of his impending Vengeance Cesa Fear not that thunder blast whose Bolts too far to reach us Wrapt in the Arms of Night that favours Lovers We hitherto have scaped his eager search Ura. But when will it be day the light has comfort Our first of useful sences being lost The rest are less delighted Cesa The early Cock Has sung his Summons to the days approach 'T will instantly appear why starts my Love Ura. Heard you no sound Cesa Sound Ura. Some amazing sound Pray listen Cesa 'T is thy fear suggests Illusive fancies Under Loves protection We may presume of safety but retire And under yon kind Tree repose a while Ex. Enter four Banditti 1 Band. Well my dear Comrades of the Pad prithee how Long have we Brother Rogues hung in a knot together 2 Band. Hung together hum I don't like that word hanging But if you mean how long we have fairly robb'd together 1 Band. Robb'd pox that 's as bad as t'other Give it a genteeler Name for shame since we Four Noble Captains Sons of Thunder And Brothers of Mercury have been planted In the Post of Honour and given the Words of Command Stand and deliver 2 Band. I this is something like 3 Band. 'T is let me see some five Summers And almost as many Winters 1 Band. And in all that time I have been musing And hammering to find out whether the Mystery of Thieving Be an Art or a Science 3 Band. Oh fie fie a Science most certain and a Liberal Science too for the People give all and we take all Omnes Ay Ay A Liberal Science A Liberal Science 1 Band. But come Less Prattle and more Business For if these Eves-Droppers of mine have not damnably deceived me Here must be Game abroad I 'm certain I heard talking hard by and if the Devil does not play booty We shall have a Prize quickly 3 Band. Say you so hush then and sculk They retire to the side of the Stage Re-enter Cesario and Urania Uran. Sure my Cesario this is more than Fancy Did you not hear some talk Cesar. These must be Robbers No matter I 've a Sword ne'er fail'd me yet Though I 'd not stain it with the Blood of Villains 2 Band. I think I have you Sir Lays hold on Ces. left Arm. Cesar. Thy Death thou hast Cesario Runs him through But there 's yet more to do e'er I am ta'en They fight off Band. give way Uran. My Lord Cesario whither do you run Come back and shun by flight the Villains Swords He 's lost he 's lost what will become of me Whether Oh! whether which way shall I take Ex. confusedly at the wrong Door Re-enter Cesario bloody his Sword drawn Cesar. Urania my Love my Life where art thou My Soul speak to me 't is Cesario calls By Heavens I fear she has forsook the place And wanders in the dark to find me out Oh! I could rave but see the Day appears Blest Lamp of Heaven lead lead me to Urania With thy kind rising Beams guide me once more To those dear Eyes thy Sister-Twins of Light Or shrowd me Gods in Everlasting Night Ex. Ces. Scene changes to another Part of the Wood. Enter Urania Uran. The Day begins to break and trembling Light As if affrighted with this Night's Disaster Steals through the farthest Air and by degrees Salutes my weary Longings yet 't is welcome Though it betray me to the worst of Fate Love and Desire e'er suffer'd Oh Cesario Thy wisht for Presence wou'd have checkt these Passions And shot Delight through all the Mists of Sadness But thou art lost and all my Joys are fled Ne'er to return without thee Enter First and Third Banditti 1 Band. Have we found you Seize her Fabrichio our Companion 's Blood Shed by your Hero you shall now atone for Drag her along and tye her to yon' Tree Where we by turns will quench our furious Appetites Uran. Kill me Oh! kill me rather let me dye Than live to see the Jewel that adorns The Souls of vertuous Virgins ravisht from me Do not add Sin to Sin and at a Price That ruines me and not enriches you Purchase Damnation Do not do not do 't Sheath here your Swords and my departing Soul Like your good Angel shall sollicite Heaven To dash out your Offences See here 's Gold and Jewels Take all nay had I more you should command But do not stain my Vertue 3 Band. Ay this is something I love a Lass that pays well for her Pleasure Come let 's stop her Mouth I long till we 're aboard her Uran. Help Murder Murder a Rape Ex. Band. dragging Uran. Enter Cesario Cesar. For ever gone yet I am still alive Unpitying Gods why have you snatcht her from me Uran. within Help Help a Rape 3 Band. Stop her Mouth Cesar. Ha! do I dream or was 't Urania's Voice Uran. within Help Murder a Rape Cesar. Help to that Fair distrest quick let me fly Not a departing Soul wou'd mount with half the Wings To reach his Heaven as I to rescue mine Ex.
Command Uran. Enough Oh cruel Father Osw. The Prince my Master toucht with his long Sufferings Heard but too late of the King 's harsh Decree And flew with Eagle's speed to stop the Blow But Oh too late their bloody butchering hands Already were imbru'd in his warm Blood His last words pardon'd his unhappy Rival And as o' th' Ground they lay claspt Arm in Arm Like faithful Friends they mourn'd each others Fortune Uran. Oh speak no more Osw. Yes I am bound to speak The Prince as by Cesario's side he lay With truest Tears bathing his bleeding Wounds And with these words thrown in like precious Balm Had almost stopt the Journey of his Soul Live live said he Urania is thy own To make Atonement for thy mighty Wrongs I 'll quit my Love Uran. Dissembling Infidel Aside Osw. But when he saw his Veins did ebb too fast And Life flew swift away he snatcht his Sword And e'er my Hand cou'd reach to stop the Blow Plung'd it in 's Breast but did not reach his Heart Which when Cesario saw he graspt his Hands Begging that he would live and call'd him Friend Go to that widow'd Fair said he the poor Urania But first prepare her for the dismal Story Tell her 't is now too late for her to grieve And as she ever lov'd her dying Husband Bid her obey the King who though unkind Is still my Sovereign and her Royal Father More he 'd have said but hasty Death rush'd in And his last words bequeath'd you Ferdinand's Uran. Ferdinand's did he Cou'd he call me his My unkind Lord didst thou then think I 'd live After thy Death and live within his Arms Aside The Cursed Author of our Cruel Fortunes Though with a painted shew of Treacherous Grief He cast a mist before thy dying Eyes Aside The Masque's too thin for mine Pray Sir retire To Osw. And tell Prince Ferdinand 't will not be long Ere I am happy in his love or Heavens Aside Osw. I shall obey your Highness Oh true Woman Aside The living still are valu'd not the dead Ex. Osw. Uran. It is decreed I must not stay behind Yes yes my Father thou sha't see thy Daughter When all her Veins stream with a purple source Then he may pity me and shed one tear Sure Nature will compel him to do that Enter Ardelia Ard. Madam the King Commanded me to wait yo● Straight to the Palace Uran. I 'll attend his Call Now my Cesario in what e'er bright Region The Mansion of the blest where Martyr'd truth And faithful Love in wreaths of Glory shine I 'll find thee out and mix my Soul with thine Think not mistaken King Cesario's Grave The narrow Gulph of parting Worlds between us Shall be a bar to love resolv'd like mine Yes Dearest Martyr 't is by Love decreed That thy Urania at thy Stake shall bleed Since Faith and Truth such poor Rewards are given What is deny'd on Earth we 'll seek in Heaven Ex. SCENE III. A Prison Cesario discover'd on a Couch Enter Ferdinand and Oswell Ferd. You think she may be won then Osw. May most Certain Nay Sir you have her own Confession for 't Her foolish Tongue in the last words dropt from her Cou'd not forbear to tell me so alas What VVoman ever yet admir'd the dead VVhen there were living Lovers to be found Ferd. Then he must die Oswell wait you without And let none Enter here unless the King Osw. I shall obey your Orders Ex. Oswell Cesario Rises Cesa More Torments still VVhy dost thou bring to plague me The only Person of the VVorld I hate Ferd. And why that Person of the VVorld so hateful Cesa Because that Person poorly entertains A sordid Soul within which shames the Lodging Ferd. Bold Man Cesa Yes bolder Lord. Thou that darst act VVhat Man would blush to think Ferd. Blush Cesa Blush false Greatness Inglorious titled Vvretch Panthers and Leopards Are spotless to thy Stains those kind Devourers The Innocenter honourabler Savages They chase blood fairer than the treach'rous Ferdinand Run down their hunted Prey in open Field Not snare'em into toyls mew'd up for Sacrifice In Dungeon Walls as thou hast done Cesario Ferd. Vile Arrogant how Impudent is guilt When with such Rude and Villainous Reflections Thou darst impeach the Justice of thy punishment Cesa Justice my bold Tormenter Ferd. Justice Miscreant The just reward of thy too bold Ambition As well the tumbling Lucifer might challenge His Fall call his Damnation Martyrdom Plung'd in his Flames for his aspiring Pride As thou in Chains for thine Cesa Infamous Tyrant How poorly dost thou prop thy Impious Cause And gild the Face of Butchery Royal Hangman Take thy Face hence my persecuting Cerberus Sure in the Grave I shall not rest in Peace If Prisons cannot guard me from thy Malice Ferd. Malice alas can'st think I bear thee Malice Imperial brightness Envy at a shadow Malign thee yes when Stars repine at gloe-Worms Oh that thou stoodst but some tall Mountain Cedar With all thy Pride and Glory rais'd up high That I might plow thy Root up with a blast But since a Village Shrub is all my aim And my low Vengeance has no nobler game My blushing shame withholds my arm of fate Cesa A Shrub that name from him that needs my pity From him that lives in Torment I in Pleasure Raptures and Ecstasies my Jail Companions Whilst Fiends and Goblins haunt thee even to Thrones Break thy distracted sleeps on Beds of Gold From my Urania's love her love poor Prince There Darts that Beam as lights my very Dungeon Imprints a softness even in Chains and Death Whilst thou the little object of her hate Must bear about thee an Eternal Hell And beg in vain of that dear Heaven for ease Enter Oswell Osw. My Lord the King Ferd. Now tremble at thy doom Cesa Why should I dread the only thing I covet You seek a Life that I desire to lose Enter King Shout within King Hell and Confusion seize their clamorous Throats Oh Ferdinand I am beset with Ruine My very Slaves oppose my Royal Justice And dare rebel to save a Traytor 's Life Ferd. Great Sir what storm is this that shakes your quiet King Dost thou not hear the bellowing Crowd proclaim it The scum of Earth those never-failing Rebels Join with the Souldiers to preserve Cesario But in despight of that ungovern'd Herd A Monarchs hand shall send him from the World Draws and runs at Cesario Ferd. stops him Ferd. Hold Sacred Sir King Wilt thou oppose me too Ferd. Most sacred Sir that stroke requires more thought Shou'd you thus cut him off the incens'd Rabble Wou'd throw aside all Duty and Allegiance And on your Royal Head pour all their fury Affection in your stubborn multitude Is a prone Torrent not to be withstood Were you as sacred Sir as Heaven it self Yet when you stop the current of their Will They 'll break all Bands of duty and prophane That Holiness to