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A37017
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The siege of Memphis, or, The ambitious queen a tragedy acted at the Theater-Royal / written by Tho. Durfey.
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D'Urfey, Thomas, 1653-1723.
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1676
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live Onely by Air Air then shall be my food A diet fit for our o'reflowing blood Refresht with smiles my heart shall baffle death And surfet on warm gusts of Rosie breath Amas. Oh no for though great Love our hearts controuls 'T is a repast fit only for our Souls A natural food our bodies it must supply And we refuting that shall surely dye And then the Gods too mindful of our fates Against our souls approach will shut heavens gates Moar. The Gods perhaps their wrath will shew on me But when they shall thy brighter spirit see They 'r ill weigh'd rage they will conceive a sin And from their Thrones hast to conduct thee in Then leading thee through the Coelestial Signs Whilst at thy sight each envious Goddess pines They 'l seat thee there in State whilst I shall be Seeing thee cherisht by each Deity In Heaven opprest with Earthly Jealousie Amas. In vain your fears do such disasters bode Were I a Goddesse you should be a God I would create new Laws in heaven for thee And never blush at the Impiety So great my love so strong my constancy Moar. Blest in each others arms we would despise The troops of the Inferiour Deities But let us now with soaring thoughts dispence And prove on earth loves precious influence Bear witness heaven that now our Actions veiw How Little life I prize compard with you You whose perfections can such blessings give That for your sake I onely with to live Amas. And I your vertues though I blush to tell Confess my Soul I love not halfe so well Moar. When to our blisse a pleasant Race we run How swift the minuits are how quickly gone The time seems envious of our happinesse And strives to put a period to our bliss By an unlookt for hast but let 'em fly Each project of curst Fortune I defie And glorying in your heavenly presence prove Noblessing e're can match the charms of Love Exeunt SCENE II. Zelmura Sola Zelm. IT shall be done it must nor can there be A pow'r but heaven to alter my decree And that I may have int'rest in heavens Love For a short time I will religious prove Kneel to the Gods adore their pow'r and state Be just and pious meerly to be great I'm Egypts Queen my pow'r like a huge stream O'reflows small shrubs yet I am not supream My will is limited my orders stand But as the Copies of the King command Who in security now tramples on Those wreaths which I in war with danger won Coheirs in Empire shines but dimly bright Whilst eithers lustre darkens t'others light But I like Titan fixt alone would shine And dare all other Beams to equal mine Nature begone thou faint soft hearted thing What though he be my husband and my King Ambition is my Soul and die he must And 't is sufficient that I think it just Had Providence ordain'd I should have been A theam of Pity a kind vertuous Queen I had submitted to that harmless name And followed Piety But as I am The Child of War all Courage and all Fire My deeds above the sense of good aspire Die then dull King for since no way is known But by thy death for me to mount thy throne I am Resolv'd all thoughts of good to quell And raign first here though I raign next in hell The cause of your unmanner'd hast declare Enter Ptolomy hastily Ptol. My news exacts your courage and your care The King has had some close intelligence How Psamnis sent to Syria by the Prince To raise new Powers and get his Ransome paid Intends again our Nation to invade Knowledge of which hath so provok't his wrath He swore a no less Rash then mighty Oath Before the mornings dawn t' exault a flood And drown all Danger in the Princes blood Zelm. That breath has damn'd him hell has not endued The Fiends with half so much ingratitude He shall not no his doom I will recall By all the Gods if they permit his fall I will destroy the World kill and disrobe Nature of her perfections shake the Globe To its first Chaos and by actions prove Nothing can match a Womans hate or love Enter Amasis Amas. Ah! Sister can you thus your steps retard The noble Prince drag'd rudely by the guard Stands in the Presence bound Zelm. bound hell and death Here me you pow'rs above and shades beneath You that on Thrones of Day abhor the Night And you whom horrours of cold death delight Hear and assist my haughty enterprize For since controwling fate wears a disguise Since Nature takes a Pride Mortality To mould in Plots and Jugling villany I am resolv'd my influence to shew And fright the World with Natures overthrow Like some great conflagration I 'le appear And first with smoky flateries charm his ear Till I my hearts desire have obtain'd His his whole power by his promise gain'd That done from cloudy thickness I 'le aspire And Scorch opposers like consuming fire Exeunt SCENE III. Melechadel Zichmi Achmades Moaron held by Guards Melech AM I to be out brav'd Gods has my fate Made me as oft victorious as great Seated my Throne upon the conquer'd heads Of those that seek the paths ambition treads And shall I now stand tame when threatned by A weak low Object of my Clemency Wars vassal no my rage shall tempests grow And the fierce pow'r of inrag'd Monarchs show Lead to the Scaffold by my Crown I 'le try If thus inspir'd you can submit to dye If in the Book of fate my doom appear To be the next I 'le meet death void of fear And smile to think thou art my harbinger Moar. Tyrant not all thy tortures nor the Hell Fixt in thy Conscience shall my Courage quell My Spirit shall contemne thy basest deed And spite of torments dare thee to proceed The Bright all-seeing Sun when I shall dye From Reeking Mists will draw my soul up high Where on a Star I shall with Glory shine And in infernal Caverns see thee Pine Melech Dream on dream on of visionary joyes Your fancy quickens with these pleasing toyes Lead him away alas he weary growes These dull delayes but hinder his repose His power would conquer Crowns beyoad the Sun Did he not want a head to set 'em on Zichm Pardon dread Sir I If presume so far To tell your Majesty the chance of war Is incident to all men Kings have been The subjects of disasters not foreseen Blur not the trophies then of victory With the black stain of so much infamy Kings are like Gods when vertue they obey But that once lost they are but common Clay Melech Your Moral Phrase I cannot understand Vertue do's it not ly in my command What I decree is just although exprest A Miracle to an inferiour breast Vent your dull sentences where publick wrongs Lye brooding to be judg'd by publick tongues My will the power of factious souls shall awe A Monarchs mandate is his Subject
can in vice exceed Were I a man and consequently blest With that excelling vigor they possess My Arm with Trophies should this realm have stor'd Of Monarchs that paid tribute to my Sword But henceforth let the title only frame A lasting blot to mens eternal shame For if a womans Courage can convince 'T is fit the Sex should bear preheminence With smiles I 'le meet with death but first set free My Captiv'd soul from Griping Jealousie My Sisters death my fears shall soon remove I cannot dye and leave her here to Love And the brave Prince I know will soon consent But what I fear I will with haste prevent Exit SCENE A Tent Royal. Selabdin Aldabar and Souldiers Phillopater Ptollomy Achmades Prisoners Selab Sound a retreat to our remaining Pow'rs Since fate now plainly shews the conquest ours I 'e it your charge to keep the Pris'ners Close to Aldabar Till at my leasure I their fate dispose But see the Author of our happiness And brave disposer of our good success Enter Moaron Psamnis and Souldiers Moaron kneels to Selabdin This lowly Posture do's some suit express T is thine what e're it be thou canst not want A Boon that lyes within my pow'r to grant Moar. Encourag'd then by awful Majesty I boldly ask these pris'ners liberty And though this Land we have by conquest gaind From hostile acts I beg you to refrain And still permit the noble Queen to reign In this a Fathers kindness will be seen This gives me pow'r to gratifie the Queen Who Goddess like while I incompast round With troops of Horse when reeling on the ground Dispairing of all aid my Sword I held Up brandisht thus to give a last farewel With an unmatcht command their rage appeas'd And from a swift destruction me releas'd If then dread Sir my merits claim a Place In th' unvallued blessings of your grace Give back her Kingdome set these pris'ners free And by one act of generosity Perfected let your glorious deeds relate You excel all in honour as in fate Selab To render back a Nation bravely won Honour sole Ransome and to please a Son In stubborn hearts perhaps regret might move Where proud ambition swayes paternal Love But I so well thy mind and vertue know In a less act my Love I cannot shew Thy suit is granted do what likes thee best Either to sign a Peace or still molest This act shall shew to forraign Enemies How much I honour above profit prize Moar. This noble grant all heaven do's out do The drowsie Gods can Monarchy bestow But to such fame their title is not good They give no Kingdoms won with loss of blood They Sit on easie Thrones and take delight Being far themselves from hurt to see us fight But were they flesh and frail Mortallity As timerous and as prone as we to die They'd soon confess a dear bought Nation given Would quite surpass the bounty of their heaven Phillo To souls so fraught with Honours Dignity 's Vnbinds the Pris'ners The Gods do justly bestow victory 's Ptollo This act 's so great it were too much to do For any Son of Glory less than you Achm. Since fate decrees our future Dignity Should the brave off-spring of your bounty be Wee 'l to the Queen this joyful news declare And from the peoples hearts vanish dispair Selab No tumult let on pain of Death be shown When we shall enter with our pow'r the town And see that none my present deeds dispute This act of honour shall be absolute Moar. In this brave grant you doubly bless your Son Selab 'T is fit you should dispose a Crown you won My age Fame's Lawrels ne're can better know Than when they nobly flourish on thy brow For when the Winter of my blood shall seize My heart and chillness usher a disease Thy fame resounding load from every tongue Shall thaw my veins and once more make me young Exeunt SCENA Vltima Zichmi Amasis Zich THese dull delayes do only bliss remove Coucht in the essence of united Love Madam you too much time in thought have spent Dull thought a friend to passion ne're was meant Dispeirce those frowns that fatal storms presage And by consenting make this hour an age Amas. Consider Sir what torments will succeed The Curst persuance of so foul a deed Zichm I have consider'd on my certain fate I know my death this crime must expiate But e're I dye in Heav'ns bright Sphere I 'le rove And reach an immortallity by Love Each minuit will our bliss make more sublime And put new Sands into the Glass of time Amas. I cannot Love you thus this rudeness bears So strange a shape it do's increase my fears Calm your fierce passion let the Love you own To my desert in your respect be shewn Be milder Sir soft kindness may proclame My free consent to what I dare not name But your impatience do's my passion charm And 'gainst your hateful suit my fancy arm No succour yet approaching no blest aid Ye Heav'nly pow'rs releive an injur'd Maid aside Hem'd in with horrour and past help distrest Zichm In this your sexes frailty is exprest Thus you with glossing Phrases hope to blind And then deceive with falshood half mankind But this gross pill must then be swallow'd by One that dotes more upon your face than I 'T is true I Love you but my grosser flame Burns not so clear and has a Courser name Then that which dotards Court you with a fire Sprung from hot blood and nourisht with desire And therefore I that am not blinded yet Can look through the thin vail of your deceipt And find that you my passion have delay'd In expectation of some posting aid Perhaps because you do mislike my hair I am not as you wish me fat or fair For 't is not vertue or dull modesty That makes your stubborn tongue my suit deny No sense of ruin'd Honour is embrac't But only grief the pleasure will not last Since then I know your Sex prone to be kind Since your denials plainly shews your mind I am resolv'd thus the effects to prove And make revenge my cheifest act of Love goes to seize her Amas. Help help oh help Enter Zelmura Zelm. Hah our high blood defam'd Sink Impious slave to Hell perjur'd and damn'd Rushes in and e're he can get his Sword that leys on the Table wounds him mortally Zichm 'T is done thy bloody Sword has forc't its way Hell and curst fate still traitors thus repay Oh that I could but lift my arm so high To strike one stroke though I were doom'd to lye Ever in flames and in Hells Sulphure fry I would thy soul through thy life blood persue And to revenge my Brother stab that too But 't is too late I 'me gone dies Zelm. Hast then and die A horrid Scene of lasting infamy Amas. Oh let me kiss the Sword that did the deed And my dear honour from that traitour freed Heaven of my injur'd