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A03189	The brazen age the first act containing, the death of the centaure Nessus, the second, the tragedy of Meleager: the third the tragedy of Iason and Medea. The fourth. Vulcans net the fifth. The labours and death of Hercules: written by Thomas Heywood.	Heywood, Thomas, d. 1641.	1613 (1613)	STC 13310; ESTC S104054	44,355	84

THE BRAZEN AGE The first Act containing The death of the Centaure Nessus THE SECOND The Tragedy of Meleager THE THIRD The Tragedy of Iason and Medea THE FOVRTH UVLCANS NET THE FIFTH The Labours and death of HERCVLES Written by THOMAS HEYWOOD LONDON Printed by Nicholas Okes for Samuel Rand dwelling neere Holborne-Bridge 1613 To the Reader THough a third brother should not inherite whilst the two elder liue by the laws of the Land therfore it might breed in mee a discoragement to commit him without any hereditary means to shift for it selfe in a world so detractiue calumnious yet rather presuming vpon the ingenious then affraid of the enuious I haue expos'd him to the fortunes of a yonger brother which is most cōmonly brauely to liue or desperately to hazard yet this is my comfort that what imperfection soever it haue hauing a brazen face it cannot blush much like a Pedant about this Towne who when all trades fail'd turn'd Pedagogue once insinuating with me borrowed frō me certaine Translations of Ouid as his three books De Arte Amandi two De Remedio Amoris which since his most brazen face hath most impudently challenged as his own wherefore I must needs proclaime it as far as Ham where he now keeps schoole Hos ego versiculos feci tulit alter honores they were things which out of my iuniority and want of indgement I committed to the veiw of some priuate friends but with no purpose of publishing or further cōmunicating thē Therfore I wold entreate that Austin for so his name is to acknowledge his wrong to me in shewing them his owne impudence ignorance in challenging thē But courteous Reader I can onely excuse him in this that this is the Brazen Age Drammatis Personae HOMER Oeneus K of Calidon Althea Her two brothers Deyaneira Meleager Hercules Achelous Nessus Iason Atreus Tellamon Nestor Medea Oetes Absyrtus Adonis Atlanta Apollo Aurora Iupiter Mercury Iuno Mars Venus Gallus Vulcan Lychas Omphale Her maids Aeneas Anchises Laomedon Hesione Priam Philoctetes Water Nymphes Castor Pollux Pyragmon The Brazen Age CONTAINING The labours and death of Hercules Enter HOMER AS the world growes in yeares 't is the Heauens curse Mens sinnes increase the pristine times were best The Ages in their growth wax worse worse The first was pretious full of golden rest Siluer succeeded good but not so pure Then loue and harmelesse lusts might currant passe The third that followes we finde more obdure And that we title by the Age of Brasse In this more grosse and courser mettal'd Age Tyrants and fierce oppressors we present Nephewes that 'gainst their Vnckles wreake their rage Mothers against their children discontent A sister with her brother at fierce warre Things in our former times not seene or knowne But vice with vertue now begins to iarre And sinnes though not at height yet great are growne Still with our history we shall proceed And Hercules victorious acts relate His marriage first next many a noble deed Perform'd by him last how he yeelds to Fate And these I hope may with some mixtures passe So you sit pleas'd in this our Age of Brasse Actus 1. Scoena 1. Enter Oeneus King of Calidon Queene Althea Meleager Deianeira Plexippus and Toxeus brothers to the Queene K. Oen. Thus midst our brothers daughter Queene and sonne Sits Oeneus crown'd in fertill Calidon Whose age and weakenesse is supported only In those ripe ioyes that I receiue from you Plex. May we long stand supporters of your royaltyes And glad spectators of your age and peace Tox. The like I wish K. Oen. We haue found you brothers royall And subiects loyall Althea They are of our line Of which no branch did euer perish yet By Cankers blastings or dry barrennesse But Meleager let me turne to thee Whose birth the Fates themselues did calculate Mel. Pray mother how was that I haue heard you say Somewhat about my birth miraculous But neuer yet knew the true circumstance Althea 'T was thus the very instant thou wast borne The sisters that draw spinne and clip our liues Entred my chamber with a fatall brand Which hurling in the fire thus said One day one date Betide this brand and childe euen be their fate So parted they the brand begins to burne And as it wasted so didst thou consume Which I perceiuing leap't vnto the flame And quenching that stayd thy consumption The brand I as a iewell haue reseru'd And keepe it in a casket lock't as safe As in thy bosome thou maintainst thy heart Melea. Pray keepe it well for if not with my mother With whom dare Meleager trust his life But sister Deianeira now to you Two worthy Champians must this day contend And try their eminence in Armes for you Great Achelous and strong Hercules Deia. We know it my loue must be bought with blowes Not Oratory wins me but the sword He that can braueliest in the lists contend Must Deianeira's nuptiall bed ascend Oen. Brothers conduct these Champions to the lists Meane time Althea state thee on that hand On this side Deianeira the rich prize Of their contention Melea. Clamors from a farre Tell vs these Champions are a drest for warre Enter at one doore the riuer Achelous his weapons borne in by Water-Nymphes At the other Hercules K. Oen. Stand forth you warlike Champions and expresse Your loues to Deianeira in your valours As we are Oeneus the Aetolians King And vnder vs command whole Calidon So we contest we make her here the prize Of the proud victor Ache. Dares the Theban bastard Contend with vs as we are eldest sonne Vnto the graue and old Oceanus And the Nymph Nais borne on Pindus mount From whence our broad and spacious currents rise So are we proud to coape with Hercules Nere let my streames wash Acarnania's bankes Or we confin'de in Thous our grand seat Till by the ruine of Alcmena's sonne We lodge bright Deianeira in our armes Herc. Haue we the Cleonean Lyons torne And deck't our shoulders in their honored spoyles The Calidonian Boare crusht with our Club The rude Thessalian Centaurs sunke beneath Our Iuiall hand pierc'd hell bound Cerberus And buffeted so long till from the fome The dogge belch't forth strong Aconitum spring And shall a petty riuer make our way To Deianeira's bed impassable Know then the pettiest streame that flowes through Greece I l'e make thee run thy head below thy bankes Make red thy waters with thy vitall bloud And spill thy waues in droppes as small as teares If thou presum'st to coape with Hercules Ache. What 's Hercules that I should dread his name Or what 's he greater then Amphitrio's sonne When we assume the name of Demi-god Not Proteus can trans-shape himselfe like vs For we command our figure when we please Sometimes we like a serpent run along Our medowy bankes and sometimes like a Bull Graze on these strands we water with our streames We can translate our fury to a fire

thus made vnseruiceable That liuest then had the power to intrance Ioue Rauish amaze and surfet all these pleasures Venus hath lost by thy vntimely fall And therefore for thy death eternally Venus shall mourne Earth shall thy trunke deuoure But thy liues bloud I 'le turne into a flower And euery Month in sollemne rights deplore This beauteous Greeke slaine by Dianaes Boare Exit The fall of the Boare being winded Meleager with the head of the Boare Atlanta Nestor Toxeus Plexippus Iason Thesus c. with their iauellins bloudied Mel. Thus lies the terror that but once to day Aw'd all the boldest hearts of Calidon Wallowing and weltering in his natiue bloud Transfixt by vs but brauely seconded By noble Iason Theseus Peleus Telamon Nestor the Tyndarides And our bold vnkles al our boar-speares stain'd And gory hands lau'd in his reeking bloud To whom belongs this braue victorious spoile All To Meleager Prince of Calidon Mel. Is that your generall suffrage Iason Let not Greece Suffer such merite vnregarded passe Or valour liue vnguerdon'd that fel Swine Whom yet euen dead th' amazed people feare And dare not touch but with astonishment Fell by thy hand Tel. Thou stodst his violence Til thy sharpe Iauelin grated gainst his broines Beneath his shield thou entred'st to his heart At that we guirt him till a thousand wounds Hee from a thousand hands receiu'd at once And in his fall it seem'd the earth did groane And the fixt Center tremble vnder him Castor The spoile is thine the yong Adonis death Anceus slaughter and the massacre Of Archas Pelagon Eupateinon And all the Grecian Printes lost this day Thou hast reueng'd therefore be thine the fame Which with a generall voyce Greece shall proclaime Mel. Princes wee thanke you 't is mine giuen me free Which faire Atlanta we bestow on thee Tox. Ha to a woman Plex. And so many men Ingag'd in 't call backe thy gift againe Cast. Greece is by this disparaged and our fame Fowly eclipst Pollux Snatch't from that emulous Dame Mel. Murmur you Lords at Meleagers bounty We first bestow'd it as our owne by guift Yea and by right but now we render it To bright Atlanta as her owne by due As shee that from the Boare the first bloud drew Nest. We must not suffer this disgrace to Greece Atre. Let women claime 'mongst women eminence Our Lofty spirits that honour haue in chace Cannot disgest wrongs womanish and base Cast. Restore this woman and thy sex enuy For fortitude aime not at quests so hye Iason Castor forbeare Tella. Hee giues but what 's his owne Thes. T is the Kings bounty Mel. By the immortall Gods That gaue vs this daies honour the same hand By which the Calidonian terror fell Shall him that frownes or murmurs lanch to hell All That will we try Mel. Then reskue for Atlanta This day shall fall for thee that art diuine Monsters more sauadge then Dianaes swine A strange confused fray Toxeus and Plexippus are slaine by Meleager Iason and Tellamon stand betweene the two factions Ias. No more no more behold your vnkles slaine Saue in this act two Noble Gentlemen Pursue not fury to the spoile of Greece And death of more braue Princes let your rage Be here confin'de cut off this purple streame In his mid course and turne this torrent backe Which in his fury else may drown'd vs all Tel. I second Iason and expose my selfe Betweene these factions to compose a peace Mel. Wee haue done too much already impious fury How boundlesse is thy power vncircumscribed By thought or reason th' art all violence Thy end repentance sorrow and distast How will Althea take her brothers death From her sons hand but rash deeds executed May be lamented neuer be recal'd Shall the suruiuers bee atton'd Atreus So it be done with honour on both parts Wee haue swords to guard our fortunes and our liues And but an equall language will keepe both Thus at the point Thes. Ioyne hands renowned Princes The fury of the Prince of Calidon Hath prey'd but on his owne there let it end No further by your vrgent spleenes extend Castor We are appeas'd Iason Lords freely then embrace Mel. First then wee 'le royally interre our vnkles And spend some teares vpon their funerall rites That done we 'le in our Palace feast these Princes With bright Atlanta whom wee 'le make our Queene Our Vnkles once bestow'de into the earth Our mournings shall expire in Bridall mirth Exeunt Enter K. Oeneus and Althea meeting the bodies of their two brothers borne Oen. Come to the Temple there to sacrifice For these glad tydings since the Boare lies dead That fil'd our kingdome with such awe and dread Alth. What ioy names Oeneus in this spectacle This of a thousand the most sad and tragicke Whose murdered trunkes be these Seru. Your royall brothers Prince Toxeus and Plexippus Althea Speake how slaine Seru. Not by the Boare but by your sons owne hand Althea By Meleagers how vpon what quarrell Could the proud boy ground such a damned act Seru. Your sonne to faire Atlanta gaue the prise Of this daies trauell which for they with-stood In mutinous armes they losse their vitall blouds Alth. Shall I reuenge or mourne them Oen. O strange fate An obiect that must shorten Oeneus daies And bring these winter haires to a sad Tombe Long ere there date I sinke beneath these sorrowes Into my blacke and timelesse monument Althea My sorrowes turne to rage my teares to fire My praiers to curses vowes into reuenge Oen. Peace peace my Queene let 's beare the Gods vindiction With patience as wee did Dianaes wrath Where Gods are bent to punish we may grieue But can our selues nor succour nor relieue Come let vs do to them their latest rites Wait on their Hearses in our mourning blacke Their happy soules are mounted 'boue the spheares We 'le wash their bodies in our funerall teares Exit Manet Althea Althea Althea what distraction 's this within thee A sister or a mother wilt thou bee Since both I cannot for these Princes slaine Sister I chuse a mothers name disdaine The fatall brand in which the murderers life Securely lies I 'le hurle into the fire And as it flames so shall the slaue expire Mischeife I 'le heape on mischeife bad on ill Wrong pay with wrongs and slaughter these that kill And since the Gods would all our glories thrall I will with them haue chiefe hand in our fall But hee 's my sonne oh pardon me deere brothers Being a mother if I spare his life Though it bee fit his sinne be plaug'd with death And that his life lie in yon fatall brand 'T will not come fitly from a mothers hand Is this the hope of all my ten months paine Must he by th' hand of him that nurst him now be slaine Would he had perisht in his cradle when I gaue him twice life in his birth and then When I the brand snatcht from the rauenous flame And for this