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A03244	The rape of Lucrece a true Roman tragedie. With the seuerall songes in their apt places, by Valerius, the merrie lord amongst the Roman peeres. Acted by her Majesties Seruants at the Red-Bull, neere Clarken-well. Written by Thomas Heywood.	Heywood, Thomas, d. 1641.	1608 (1608)	STC 13360; ESTC S106206	43,477	78

that despise thir loue Must seeke some meanes how to maintaine this awe Tarq. By forreine leagues by our strength abroad Shall we that are degreed aboue our people Whom heauen hath made our vassals reigne with them No kings aboue the rest tribunald hie Should with no meaner then with kings ally For this we to Mamilius Tusculan The Latine King ha giuen in mariage Our royall daughter now his people 's ours The neighbour princes are subdude by armes And whom we could not conquer by constraint Them ha we sought to winne by courtesie Kings that are proud yet would secure their owne By loue abroad shall purchase feare at home Tullia We are secure then yet our greatest strength Is in our children how dare treason looke Vs in the face hauing issue barren princes Breed danger in their singularity Hauing none to succeed their clame dies with them But when in topping on three Tarquins more Like Hydraes heads grow to reuenge his death It terrifies blacke treason Tarq. Tullia's wise and apprehensiue were our princely sons Sextus and Aruns back returned safe With an applausiue answer of the Gods From th' oracle our state were able then Being Gods our selues to scorne the hate of men Enter Sextus Aruns and Brutus Sext. Wher 's Tullia Arun. Where 's our mother Hor. Yonder princes at Counsell with the king Tul. Our sons return'd Sext. Roiall mother Arun. Renowned Queene Sex I loue her best therefore will Sextus do his duty first Aruns. Being eldest in my birth I 'le not be yongest In zeale to Tullia Brut. Too 't lads Arun. Mother a kisse Sext. Though last in birth let me be first in loue A kisse faire mother Arun. Shall I lose my right Sex Aruns Shal downe were Aruns twice my brother If he presume fore me to kisse my mother Ar. I Sextus thinke this kisse to be a crowne thus wold we tug for t Sext. Aruns thou must downe Tarq. Restraine them Lords Br. Nay to 't boies ô t is braue they tug for shadowes I the substance haue Arun. Through armed gates and thousand swords I l'e breake To shew my duty let my valour speake Breakes from the Lords and kisses her Sext. Oh heauens ye haue dissolu'd me Aru. Here I stand what I ha done to answer with this hand Sex Oh all you Delphian Gods looke downe and see How for these wrongs I will reuenged be Tar. Curb in the proud boyes fury let vs know From whence this discord riseth Tul. From our loue how happy are we in our issue now When as our sons euen with their blouds cōtend To exceed in duty we accept your zeale This your superlatiue degree of kindnes So much preuailes with vs that to the king We engage our owne deere loue twixt his incensement And your presumption you are pardond both And Sextus though you faild in your first proffer We do not yet esteeme you least in loue ascend touch our lips Sext. Thanke you no Tul. Then to thy knee we will descend thus low Sex Nay now it shall not need how great 's my heart Ar. In Tarquins crowne thou hast now lost thy part Sex No kissing now Tarquin great Queene adiew Aruns On earth we ha no foe but you Exit Tarq. What meanes this their vnnaturall emnity Tul. hate borne from loue Tarq. Resolue vs then how did the Gods accept Or sacrifice how are they pleasd with vs How long will they applaud our soueraignty Brut. Shall I tell the king Tarq. Do Cosen with the processe of your iorny Brut. I will We went from hither when we went from here arriued thither when we landed there made an end of our praiers when we had done our Orisons when thus quoth Phoebus Tarquin shall be happy whilest he is blest gouerne while he raignes wake when he sleeps not sleepe when he wakes not quaffe when he drinkes eate when he feedes gape when his mouth opens liue till he die and die when he can liue no longer So Phoebus commends him to you Tarq. Mad Brutus still Son Aruns What say you Arun. That the great Gods to whom the potent king Of this large Empire sacrific'd by vs Applaud your raigne commend your soueraignty And by a generall Synode grant to Tarquin Long daies faire hopes Maiestique gouernment Brut. Adding withall that to depose the late king which in others had bin arch treason in Tarquin was honour what in Brutus had beene vsurpation in Tarquin was lawful succession and for Tullia though it be parricide for a child to kil her father in Tullia it was charitie by death To rid him of all his calamities Phoebus himselfe said she was a good child and shall not I say as he saies to tread vpon her fathers skull sparkle his braines vpon her chariot wheele And weare the sacred tincture of his bloud Vpon the seruile shoe but more then this After his death deny him the due claime Of all mortality a funerall An earthen sepulcher this this quoth the Oracle Saue Tullia none would doe Tul. Brutus no more lest with our surpast eies of wrath fury We looke into the humour were not madnes And folly to thy words a priuilege Euen in thy last reproofe of our proceedings Thou hadst pronounct thy death Brut. If Tullia will send Brutus abroad for newes and after at his returne not endure the telling of it let Tullia either get closer eares or get for Brutus a stricter tongue God boye Exit Tarq. Alas t is madnes pardon him not spleene Nor is it hate but frensie we are pleasde To heare the Gods propitious at our prayers But whither 's Sextus gone resolue vs Cecles We saw thee in his parting follow him Hor. I heard him say he would straight take his horse Vnto the warlike Gabines enemies Tarq. To Rome and you saue them we haue no opposites And dares the boy confederate with our foes Attend vs Lords we must new battels wage And with bright armes confront the proud boyes rage Exeunt Manet Lucretius Collatine Horatius Valerius Sceuola Hor. Had I as many soules as drops of bloud In this brancht vaines as many liues as starres Stucke in yond azure roofe and were to dy More deathes then I see wasted weary minuts To grow to this I de hazard all and more To purchase freedome to this bondag'd Rome I 'me vext to see this virgin conqueresse weare shackles in my fight Luc. Oh would my teares would rid great Rome of these prodigious feares Enter Brutus Brut. What weeping ripe Lucretius possible now Lords Ladies friends fellows yong madcap gallāts old courtly ruffins al subiects vnder one tirāny therfore shold be partners of one the same vnanimity Shall we go single our selues by two two go talke treason then t is but his yea and my nay if we be cal'd to question Or shal s go vse some violent bustling to breake through this thorny seruitude or shall we euery man go sit like a man in desperation and

Speake who hath wrong you Luc. Ere I speake my woe Sweare you le reuenge poore Lucrece on her foe Bru. Be his head archt with golde Hor. Be his hand armd with an imperiall Scepter Old Luc. Be he great as Tarquin throand in an imperial seat Bru. Be he no more then mortall he shall feele The vengefull edge of this victorious steele Luc. Then seate you Lords whilst I expose my wrong Father deere husband and my kinsmen Lords Heare me I am dishonour'd and disgrac'd My reputation mangled my renown disparaged but my body oh my body Col. What Lucrece Luc. Staind polluted and defilde Strange steps are found in my adulterate bed And though my thoughts be white as innocence Yet is my body soild with lust burnd sinne And by a stranger I am strumpited Rauisht inforc'd and am no more to ranke among the Roman Matrons Bru. Yet cheere you Lady and restraine these teares If you were forc'd the sinne concernes not you A woman 's born but with a womans strength who was the Rauisher Hor. I name him Lady our loue to you shal only thus appeare In the reuenge that we will take on him Luc. I hope so Lords t' was Sextus the Kings Sonne Omnes How Sextus Tarquin Luc. That vnprincely Prince who guest-wise entred with my husbands Ring This Ring oh Collatine this Ring you sent Is cause of all my woe your discontent I feasted him then lodgd him and bestowde The choisest welcome but in dead of night My Traiterous guest came arm'd vnto my bed Frighted my silent sleepe threatend and praide For entertainment I despised both Which hearing his sharpe pointed Semitar The Tyrant bent against my naked brest Alas I begd my death but note his tyranny He brought with him a torment worse then death For hauing murdred me he swore to kill One of my basest Groomes and lodge him dead In my dead armes then call in testimony Of my adulterie to make me hated Euen in my death of husband father friendes Of Rome and all the world this this oh Princes Rauisht and kild me at once Col. Yet cōfort Lady I quit thy guilt for what could Lucrece doe more then a woman hadst thou dide polluted By this base scandall thou hadst wrong'd thy fame And hinderd vs of a moste iust reuenge All What shall we doe Lords Bru. Lay your resolute handes vpon the sword of Brutus Vow sweare as you hope meed for merrit from the Gods Or feare reward for sinne from deuils below As you are Romans and esteeme your fame More then your liues all humorous toyes set off Of madding singing smilings and what else Receiue your natiue vallours be your selues And ioyne with Brutus in the iust reuenge Of this chaste rauisht Lady sweare All We doe Luc Then with your humors heere my griefe ends too My staine I thus wipe off call in my sighes and in the hope of this reuenge forbeare Euen to my death to fall one passionate teare Yet Lords that you may crowne my innocence With our best thoughts that you may henceforth know We are the same in heart we seeme in show and though I quit my soule of all such sin The Lords whisper I le not debarre my body punishment Let all the world learne of a Roman dame To prise her life lesse then her honord fame Kils her selfe Lucr. Lucrece Col. Wife Bru. Lady Sce. She hath slaine herselfe Val. Oh see yet Lords if there be hope of life Bru. Shee s dead then turne your funerall teares to fire and indignation let vs now redeeme Our misspent time and ouer take our sloath With hostile expedition this great Lords This bloody knife on which her chast blood flower Shall not from Brutus till some strange reuenge fall on the heads of Tarquins Hor. Nowe 's the time to call their pride to compt Brutus leade on Wee le follow thee to their confusion Val. By Ioue we will the sprightfull youth of Rome Trickt vp in plumed harnesse shall attend The march of Brutus whome wee here create our genrall against the Tarquins Sce. Bee it so Bru. We imbrace it now to stir the wrath of Rome You Collatine and good Lucretius With eyes yet drown'd in teares beare that chaste body Into the market place that horrid obiect Shall kindle them with a most iust reuenge Hor. To see the father and the husband mourne Ore this chaste dame that haue so well deseru'd Of Rome and them then to infer the pride The wrongs and the perpetuall tyranny Of all the Tarquins Seruius Tullius death and his vnnaturall vsage by that Monster Tullia the Queene all these shall well concurre in a combind reuenge Bru, Lucrece thy death wee le mourne in glittering armes and plumed caskes some beare that reuerend loade Vnto the forum where our force shall meete To set vppon the pallas and expell This viperous broode from Rome I know the people Will gladly imbrace our fortunes Sceuola Goe you and muster powers in Brutus name Valerius you assist him instantly and to the mazed people freely speake the cause of this concourse Val. We goe Exeunt Val and Sceu Bru. And you deare Lord whose speechles greef is boundles Turne all your teares with ours to wrath and rage The hearts of all the Tarquins shall weep blood Vpon the funerall Hearse with whose chaste body Honor your armes and to th' assembled people Disclose her innocent woundes Gramercies Lords A great shout and a florish with drums and Trumpets That vniuersall shout tels me their words are gratious with the people and their troopes are ready imbatteled and expect but vs To leade their troopes Ioue giue our fortunes speede Wee le murder murder and base rape shall bleede Alarum Enter in the fight Tarquin and Tullia flying pursude by Brutus and the Romans marche with drum and Colours Porsenna Aruns Sextus Tarquin Tullia meets and ioyne with them To them Brutus and the Romans with drum and soldiers they make a stand Bru. Euen thus farre Tirant haue we dogd thy stepes Frighting thy frighted feare with horrid steele Tar. Lodge in the safety of Porsennaes armes Now Traytor Brutus we dare front thy pride Hora. Porsenna thar' t vnworthy of a scepter To shelter pride lust rape and tiranny In that proud Prince and his confederate sonnes Sex Traytors to heauen to Tarquin Roome and vs Treason to Kings doth stretch euen to the Gods And those high Gods that take great Rome in charge shall punish your rebellion Col. Oh Deuil Sextus speake not thou of Gods Not cast those false and fained eyes to heauen Whose rape the furies must torment in hel of Lucr Lucrece Sce. Her chast blood sul cries for vengeance to the Etheriall deities Lucr. Oh t wa's a foule deede Sextus Vale. And thy shame shal be eternall and outline her fame Aru Say Sextus lou'd her was she not a woman I and perhaps was willing to be forc'd Must you being priuate subiects dare to ring Warres loud alarum gainst your