first brought me vp And on the cradle wherein I was rockt Curse on the day when first I was created The chiefe commander of all Asia Curse on my sonnes that drive me to this griefe Curse on my selfe that can finde no reliefe And curse on him an euerlasting curse That quench'd those lampes of euerburning light And tooke away my Agas warlike hands And curse on all things vnder the wide skie Ah Aga I haue curst my stomacke drie Abra. I haue a drinke my Lords of noble worth Which soone will calme your stormie passions And glad your hearts if so you please to taste it Baia. for who art thou that thus doest pitie vs Abra. Your highnesse humble seruant AbrahaÌ„ Baia. Abraham sit downe and drink to Baiazet Abra. Faith I am old as well as Baiazet And haue not many months to liue on earth I care not much to end my life with him Heer 's to you Lordings with a full carouse He drinkes Baia. Here Aga wofull Baiazet drinkes to thee Abraham hold the cup to him while he drinkes Abra. Now know old Lords that you haue drunk your last This was a potion which I did prepare To poyson you by Selimus instigation And now it is dispersed through my bones And glad I am that such companions Shall go with me downe to Proserpina He dies Baia. Ah wicked Iew ah cursed Selimus How haue the destins dealt with Baiazet That none shuld cause my death but mine own son Had Ismael and his warlike Persians Pierced my bodie with their iron speares Or had the strong vnconquer'd Tonumbey With his Aegyptians tooke me prisoner And sent me with his valiant Mammalukes To be praie vnto the Crocodilus It neuer would haue grieu'd me halfe so much But welcome death into whose calmie port My sorrow-beaten soule ioyes to arriue And now farewell my disobedient sonnes Vnnaturall sonnes vnworthie of that name Farewell sweete life and Aga now farewell Till we shall meete in the Elysian fields He dies Aga. What greater griefe had mournful Priamus Then that he liu'd to see his Hector die His citie burnt downe by reuenging flames And poore Polites slaine before his face Aga thy griefe is matchable to his For I haue liu'd to see my soueraignes death Yet glad that I must breath my last with him And now farewell sweet light which my poore eyes These twice six moneths neuer did behold Aga will follow noble Baiazet And beg a boone of louely Proserpine That he and I may in the mournfull fields Still weepe and waile our strange calamities He dies Enter Bullithrumble the shepheard running in hast and laughing to himselfe Bulli. Ha ha ha married quoth you Marry and Bullithrumble were to begin the world againe I would set a tap abroach and not liue in daily feare of the breach of my wiues ten-commandemens I le tell you what I thought my selfe as proper a fellow at wasters as any in all our village and yet when my wife begins to plaie clubbes trumpe with me I am faine to sing What hap had I to marry a shrew For she hath giuen me many a blow And how to please her alas I do not know From morne to euen her toong ne'r lies Sometime she laughs sometime she cries And I can scarce keep her taleÌ„ts fro my eies When from abroad I do come in Sir knaue she cries where haue you bin Thus please or displease she laies it on my skin Then do I crouch then do I kneele And wish my cap were furr'd with steele To beare the blows that my poore head doth feele But our sir Iohn beshrew thy hart For thou hast ioynd vs we cannot part And I poore foole must euer beare the smart I le tell you what this morning while I was making me readie she came with a holly wand and so blest my shoulders that I was faine to runne through a whole Alphabet of faces now at the last seeing she was so cramuk with me I began to sweare all the crisse crosse row ouer beginning at great A litle a til I cam to w x y. And snatching vp my sheephooke my bottle and my bag like a desperate fellow ranne away and here now I le sit downe and eate my meate While he is eating Enter Corcut and his Page disguised like mourners Cor. O hatefull hellish snake of Tartary That feedest on the soule of noblest men Damned ambition cause of all miserie Why doest thou creep from out thy loathsome fen And with thy poyson animatest friends And gape and long one for the others ends Selimus could'st thou not content thy mind With the possession of the sacred throne Which thou didst get by fathers death vnkind Whose poison'd ghost before high God doth grone But thou must seeke poore Corcuts ouerthrow That neuer iniured thee so nor so Old Halies sonnes with two great companie Of barded horse were sent from Selimus To take me prisoner in Magnesia And death I am sure should haue befell to me If they had once but set their eyes on me So thus disguised my poore Page and I Fled fast to Smirna where in a darke caue We meant t' await th' arriuall of some ship That might transâ—â—eit vs safely vnto Rhodes But see how fortune crost my enterprise Bostangi Bassa Selims sonne in law Kept all the sea coasts with his Brigandines That if we had but ventured on the sea I presently had bene his prisoner These two dayes haue we kept vs in the caue Eating such hearbes as the ground did affoord And now through hunger are we both constrain'd Like fearefull snakes to creep out step by step And see if we may get vs any food And in good time see yonder sits a man Spreading a hungry dinner on the grasse Bullithrumble spies them and puts vp his meate Bull. These are some felonians that seeke to rob me well I le make my selfe a good deale valianter then I am indeed and if they will needes creep into kindred with me I le betake me to my old occupation and runne away Corcut. Haile groome Bull. Good Lord sir you are deceiued my names master Bullithrumble this is some cousoning conicatching crosbiter that would faine perswade me he knowes me and so vnder a tence of familiaritie and acquaintance vncle me of victuals Corcut. Then Bullithrumble if that be thy name Bull. My name sir ô Lord yes and if you wil not beleeue me I wil bring my godfathers and godmothers and they shal swear it vpon the font-stone and vpon the church booke too where it is written Bull. Masse I thinke he be some Iustice of peace ad quorum and omnium populorum how he famines me a christian yes marrie am I sir yes verely and do beleeue and it please you I le goe forward in my catechisme Corcut. Then Bullithrumble by that blessed Christ And by the tombe where he was buried By soueraigne hope which thou conceiu'st in him Whom dead as euerliuing thou adorest Bull. O Lord helpe me I
a Messenger Messen. Health and good hap to Baiazet The great commander of all Asia Selmi the Soldane of great Trebisond Sends me vnto your grace to signifie His alliance with the King of Tartary Baia. Said I not Lords as much to you before That mine own sonnes would seek my ouerthrow And see here comes a lucklesse messenger To prooue that true which my mind did foretell Does Selim make so small account of vs That he dare marry without our consent And to that diell too of Tartarie And could he then vnkind so soone forget The iniuries that Ramir did to me Thus to consort himselfe with him gainst me Cher e Your maiestie misconsters Selimus It cannot be that he in whose high thoughts A map of many valures is enshrin'd Should seeke his fathers ruine and decay Selimus is a Prince of forward hope Whose onely name affrights your enemies It cannot be he should prooue false to you Baia. Can it not be Oh yes Cherseoli For Selimus hands do itch to haue the Crowne And he will haue it or else pull me downe Is he a Prince ah no he is a sea Into which runne nought but ambitious reaches Seditious complots murther fraud and hate Could he not let his father know his mind But match himselfe when I least thought on it Must. Perhaps my Lord Selimus lou'd the dame And feard to certifie you of his loue Because her father was your enemie Baia. In loue Mustaffa Selimus in loue If he be Lording t is not Ladies loue But loue of rule and kingly soueraigntie for wherefore should he feare t' ask my consent Trully Mustaffa if he had feard me He neuer would haue lou'd mine enemie But this his marriage with the Tartars daughter Is but the prologue to his crueltie And quickly shall we haue the Tragedie Which though he act with meditated brauerie The world will neuer giue him plauditie What yet more newes Sound within Enters another Messenger Mess. Dread Emperour Selimus is at hand Two hundreth thousand strong Tartarians Armed at all points dooes he lead with him Besides his followers from Trebisond Baia. I thought so much of wicked Selimus Oh forlorne hopes and haplesse Baiazet Is dutie then exiled from his brest Which nature hath inscrib'd with golden pen Deepe in the hearts of honourable men Ah Selim Selim wert thou not my sonne But some strange vnacquainted forreiner Whom I should honour as I honour'd thee Yet would it greeue me euen vnto the death If he should deale as thou hast dealt with me And thou my sonne to whom I freely gaue The mightie Empire of great Trebisond Art too vnnatural to requite me thus Good Alemshae hadst thou liu'd till this day Thou wouldst haue blushed at thy brothers minde Come sweete Mustaffa come Cherseoli And with some good aduice recomfort me Exeunt All Enter Selimus Sinam Bassa Otrante Cochialie and the souldiers Seli. Now Selimus consider who thou art Long hast thou marched in disguis'd attire But now vnmaske thy selfe and play thy part And manifest the heate of thy desire Nourish the coales of thine ambitious fire And thinke that then thy Empire is most sure When men for feare thy tyrannie endure Thinke that to thee there is no vvorse reproach Then filiall dutie in so high a place Thou oughtst to set barrels of blood abroach And seeke with swoord whole kingdomes to displace Let Mahounds lawes be lockt vp in their case And meaner men and of a baser spirit In vertuous actions seeke for glorious merit I count it sacriledge for to be holy Or reuerence this thred-bare name of good Leaue to old men and babes that kind of follie Count it of equall value with the mud Make thou a passage for thy gushing floud By slaughter treason or what else thou can And scorne religion it disgraces man My father Baiazet is weake and old And hath not much aboue two yeares to liue The Turkish Crowne of Pearle and Ophir gold He meanes to his deare Acomat to giue But ere his ship can to her hauen driue I le send abroad my tempests in such sort That she shall sinke before she get the port Alasse alasse his highnesse aged head Is not sufficient to support a Crowne Then Selimus take thou it in his leed And if at this thy boldnesse he dare frowne Or but resist thy will then pull him downe For since he hath so short a time t' enioy it I le make it shorter or I will destroy him Nor passe I what our holy votaries Shall here obiect against my forward minde I wreake not of their foolish ceremonies But meane to take my fortune as I finde Wisedome commands to follow tide and winde And catch the front of swift occasion Before she be too quickly ouergone Some man will say I am too impious Thus to laie siege against my fathers life And that I ought to follow vertuous And godly sonnes that vertue is a glasse Wherein I may my errant life behold And frame my selfe by it in auncient mould Good sir your wisedomes ouerflowing wit Digs deepe with learnings wonder-working spade Perhaps you thinke that now forsooth you sit With some graue wisard in a pratling shade Auant such glasses let them view in me The perfect picture of right tyrannie I like a Lions looke not worth a leeke When euery dog depriues him of his pray These honest termes are farre inough to seeke When angry Fortune menaceth decay My resolution treads a nearer way Giue me the heart conspiring with the hand In such a cause my father to withstand Is he my father why I am his sonne I owe no more to him then he to me If he proceed as he hath now begunne And passe from me the Turkish Seigniorie To Acomat then Selimus is free And if he iniure me that am his sonne Faith all the loue twixt him and me is done But for I see the schoolemen are prepard To plant gainst me their bookish ordinance I meane to stand on a sentencious gard And without any far fetcht circumstance Quickly vnfold mine owne opinion To arme my heart with irreligion When first this circled round this building faire Some God tooke out of the confused masse What God I do not know nor greatly care Then euery man of his owne dition was And euery one his life in peace did passe Warre was not then and riches were not knowne And no man said thisâ— or this is mine owne The plough-man with a furrow did not marke How farre his great possessions did reach The earth knew not the share nor seas the barke The souldiers entred not the battred breach Nor Trumpets the tantara loud did teach There needed them no iudge nor yet no law Nor any King of whom to stand in awe But after Ninus warlike Belus sonne The earth with vnknowne armour did warray Then first the sacred name of King begunne And things that were as common as the day Did then to set possessours first obey Then they establisht
increase their insolentnesse To resist them were ouerhardinesse And worse it were to leaue my enterprize Well how so ere resolue to venture it Fortune doth fauour euery bold assay And t' were a trick of an vnsetled wit Because the bees haue stings with them alway To fare our mouthes in honie to embay Then resolution for me leades the dance And thus resolu'd I meane to trie my chance Exeunt all Enter Baiazet Mustaffa Calibassa Halibassa and the Ianizaries Baia. What prince so ere trusts to his mightie pow'r Ruling the reines of many nations And feareth not least fickle fortune loure Ar thinkes his kingdome free from alterations If he were in the place of Baiazet He would but litle by his scepter set For what hath rule that makes it acceptable Rather what hath it not worthie of hate First of all is our state still mutable And our continuance at the peoples rate So that it is a slender thred whereon Depends the honour of a princes throne Then do we feare more then the child new borne Our friends our Lords our subiects our sonnes Thus is our minde in sundry pieces torne By care by feare suspition and distrust In wine in meate we feare pernicious poyson At home abroad we feare seditious treason Too true that tyrant Dionysius Did picture out the image of a King When Daniocles was placed in his throne And ore his head a threatning sword did hang Fastned vp onely by a horses haire Our chiefest trust is secretly distrust For whom haue we whom we may safely trust If our owne sonnes neglecting awfull dutie Rise vp in Armes against their louing fathers Their heart is all of hardest marble wrought That can laie wayt to take away their breath From whom they first sucked this vitall ayre My heart is heauie and I needs must sleepe Bassaes withdraw your selues from me awhile That I may rest my ouerburdned soule They stand aside while the curtins are drawne Eunuchs plaie me some musicke while I sleepe Musicke within Must. Good Baiazet who would not pitie thee Whom thine owne sonne so vildly persecutes More mildly do th' vnreasonable beasts Deale with their dammes then Selimus with thee Halibas Mustaffa we are princes of the land And loue our Emperour as well as thou Yet will we not for pitying his estate Suffer our foes our wealth to ruinate If Selim haue playd false with Baiazet And ouerslipt the dutie of a sonne Why he was mou'd by iust occasion Did he not humbly send his messenger To craue accesse vnto his maiestie And yet he could not get permission To kisse his hands and speake his mind to him Perhaps he thought his aged fathers loue Was cleane estrang'd from him and Acomat Should reape the fruite that he had laboured for T is lawfull for the father to take Armes I and by death chastize his rebell sonne Why should it be vnlawfull for the sonne To leauie Armes gainst his iniurious sire Must. You reason Hali like a sophister As if t' were lawfull for a subiect prince To rise in Armes gainst his soueraigne Because he will not let him haue his will Much lesse i st lawfull for a mans owne sonne If Baiazet had iniur'd Selimus Or sought his death or done him some abuse Then Selimus cause had bene more tollerable But Baiazet did neuer iniure him Nor sought his death nor once abused him Vnlesse because he giues him not the crowne Being the yoongest of his highnesse sonnes Gaue he not him an Empire for his part The mightie Empire of great Trebisond So that if all things rightly be obseru'd Selim had more then euer he deseru'd I speake not this because I hate the prince For by the heauens I loue yoong Selimus Better then either of his brethren But for I owe alleagiance to my king And loue him much that fauours me so much Mustaffa while old Baiazet doth liue Will be as true to him as to himselfe Cali. Why braue Mustaffa Hali and my selfe Were neuer false vnto his maiestie Our father Hali died in the field Against the Sophi in his highnesse warres And we will neuer be degenerate Nor do we take part with prince Selimus Because we would depose old Baiazet But for because we would not Acomat That leads his life still in lasciuious pompe Nor Corcut though he be a man of woorth Should be commander of our Empire For he that neuer saw his foe mans face But alwaies slept vpon a Ladies lap Will scant endure to lead a souldiers life And he that neuer handled but his penne Will be vnskilfull at the warlike lance Indeed his wisedome well may guide the crowne And keepe that safe his predecessors got But being giuen to peace as Corcut is He neuer will enlarge the Empire So that the rule and power ouer vs Is onely fit for valiant Selimus Must. Princes you know how mightie Baiazet Hath honoured Mustaffa with his loue He gaue his daughter beautious Solima To be the soueraigne mistresse of my thoughts He made me captaine of the Ianissaries And too vnnaturall should Mustaffa be To rise against him in his dying age Yet know you warlike peere Mustaffa is A loyall friend vnto prince Selimus And ere his other brethren get the crowne For his sake I my selfe will pull them downe I loue I loue them dearly but the loue Which I do beare vnto my countries good Makes me a friend to noble Selimus Onely let Baiazet while he doth liue Enioy in peace the Turkish Diademe When he is dead and layd in quiet graue Then none but Selimus our helpe shall haue Sound within A Messenger enters Baiazet awaketh Baia. How now Mustaffa what newes haue we there Is Selim vp in Armes gainst me againe Or is the Sophi entred our confines Hath the Aegyptian snatch'd his crowne againe Or haue the vncontrolled Christians Vnsheath'd their swords to make more war on vs Such newes or none will come to Baiazet Must. My gratious Lord here 's an Embassador Come from your sonne the Soldan Acomat Baia. From Acomat oh let him enter in Enter Regian Embassadour how fares our louing sonne Reg. Mightie commander of the warlike Turks Acomat Souldane of Amasia Greeteth your grace by me his messenger He giues him a Letter And gratulates your highnesse good successe Wishing good fortune may befall you still Baia. Mustaffa reade He giues the letter to Mustaffa and speakes the rest to himself Acomat craues thy promise Baiazet To giue the Empire vp into his hands And make it sure to him in thy life time And thou shalt haue it louely Acomat For I haue bene encombred long inough And vexed with the cares of kingly rule Now let the trouble of the Empirie Be buried in the bosome of thy sonne Ah Acomat if thou haue such a raigne So full of sorrow as thy fathers was Thou wilt accurse the time the day and houre In which thou was establish'd Emperour Sound A Messenger from Corcut Yet more newes Mess. Long liue the mightie Emperor Baiazet
I brought my chiualrie in vaine And to no purpose drawne my conquering blade VVhich now vnsheath'd shal not be sheath'd againe Till it a world of bleeding soules hath made Poore Mahomet thou thought'st thy selfe too sure In thy strong citie of Iconium To plant thy Forces in Natolia VVeakned so much before by Selims swoord Summon a parley to the citizens That they may heare the dreadfull words I speak And die in thought before they come to blowes All A parley Mahomet Belierbey and souldiers on the walles Maho. What craues our vncle Acomat of vs Aco. That thou all the citie yeeld themselues Or by the holie rites of Mahomet His wondrous tomb and sacred Alcoran You all shall die and not a common death But euen as monstrous as I can deuise Maho. Vncle if I may call you by that name Which cruelly hunt for your nephewes blood You do vs wrong thus to besiege our towne That nere deseru'd such hatred at your hands Being your friends and kinsmen as we are Aco. In that thou wrongst me that thou art my kinsman Maho. Why for I am thy nephew doest thou frowne Aco. I that thou art so neare vnto the crowne Maho. Why vncle I resigne my right to thee And all my title were it nere so good Aco. Wilt thou then know assuredly from me I le seale the resignation with thy blood Though Alemshae thy father lou'd me well Yet Mahomet thy sonne shall downe to hell Mah. Why vncle doth my life put you in feare Aco. It shall not nephew since I haue you here Maho. VVhen I am dead mote hindrers shalt thou finde Acom. VVhen ones cut off the fewer are behinde Maho. Yet thinke the gods do beare an equall eye Aco. Faith if they all were squint-ey'd what care I Maho. Then Mahomet know we will rather die Then yeeld vs vp into a tyrants hand Aco. Beshrew me but you be the wiser Mahomet For if I do but catch you boy aliue T were better for you runne through Phlegiton Sirs scale the walles and pull the caitiues downe I giue to you the spoyle of all the towne Alarum Scale the walles Enter Acomat Visir and Regan with Mahomet Acom. Now yoongster you that brau'dst vs on the walles And shooke your plumed crest against our shield VVhat wouldst thou giue or what wouldst thou not giue That thou wert far inough from Acomat How like the villaine is to Baiazet VVel nephew for thy father lou'd me well I will not deale extreemly with his sonne Then heare a briefe compendium of thy death Regan go cause a groue of steelehead speares Be pitched thicke vnder the castle wall And on them let this youthfull captaine fall Ma. Thou shalt not fear me Acomat with death Nor will I beg my pardon at thy hands But as thou giu'st me such a monstrous death So do I freely leaue to thee my curse Exit Regan with Mahomet Aco. O that wil serue to fil my fathers purse Alarum Enter a souldier with Zonara sister to Mahomet Zon. Ah pardon me deare vncle pardon me Aco. No minion you are too neare a kin to me Zon. If euer pitie entered thy brest Or euer thou wast touch'd with womans loue Sweete vncle spare wretched Zonaras life Thou once wast noted for a quiet prince Soft-hearted mild and gentle as a lambe Ah do not prooue a lyon vnto me Aco. VVhy would'st thou liue when Mahomet is dead Ron. Ah who slew Mahomet Vncle did you Aco. He that 's prepar'd to do as much for you Zon. Doest thou not pitie Alemshae in me Aco. Yes that he wants so long thy companie Zon. Thou art not false groome son to Baiazet He would relent to heare a woman weepe But thou wast borne in desart Cavcasus And the Hircanian tygres gaue thee sucke Knowing thou wert a monster like themselues Aco. Let you her thus to rate vs Strangle her They strangle her Now scoure the streets and leaue not one aliue To carrie these sad newes to Baiazet That all the citizens may dearly say This day was fatall to Natolia Exeunt All Enter Baiazet Mustaffa and the Ianissaries Ba. Mustaffa if my minde deceiue me not Some strange misfortune is not farre from me I was not wont to tremble in this sort Me thinkes I feele a cold run through my bones As if it hastned to surprize my heart Me thinkes some voice still whispereth in my eares And bids me to take heed of Acomat Must. T is but your highnesse ouercharged mind VVhich feareth most the things it least desires Enter two souldiers with the Belierbey of Natolia in a chaire and the bodie of Mahomet and Zonara in two coffins Ba. Ah sweet Mustaffa thou art much deceiu'd My minde presages me some future harme And loe what dolefull exequie is here Our chiefe commander of Natolia VVhat caitiue hand is it hath wounded thee And who are these couered in tomblack hearse Bel. These are thy nephewes mightie Baiazet The sonne and daughter of good Alemshae VVhom cruell Acomat hath murdred thus These eyes beheld when from an ayrie toure They hurld the bodie of yoong Mahomet VVhereas a band of armed souldiers Receiued him falling on their speares sharp points His sister poore Zonara Entreating life and not obtaining it VVas strangled by his barbarous souldiers Baiazet fals in a sownd and being recouered say Baia. Oh you dispencers of our haplesse breath Why do you glut your eyes and take delight To see sad pageants of mens miseries Wherefore haue you prolong'd my wretched life To see my sonne my dearest Acomat To lift his hands against his fathers life Ah Selimus now do I pardon thee For thou did'st set vpon me manfully And mou'd by an occasion though vniust But Acomat iniurious Acomat Is tentimes more vnnaturall to me Haplesse Zonara haplesse Mahomet The poore remainder of my Alemshae Which of you both shall Baiazet most waile Ah both of you are worthie to be wailde Happily dealt the froward fates with thee Good Alemshae for thou didst die in field And so preuentedst this sad spectacle Pitifull spectacle of sad dreeriment Pitifull spectacle of dismall death But I haue liu'd to see thee Alemshae By Tartar Pirates all in peeces torne To see yoong Selims disobedience To see the death of Alemshaes poore seed And last of all to see my Acomat Prooue a rebellious enemie to me Beli. Ah cease your teares vnhappie Emperour And shead not all for your poore nephews death Six thousand of true-hearted citizens In faire Natolia Acomat hath slaine The channels run like riuerets of blood And I escap'd with this poore compande Bemangled and dismembred as you see To be the messenger of these sad newes And now mine eyes fast swimming in pale death Bids me resigne my breath vnto the heauens Death stands before readie for to strike Farewell deare Emperour and reuenge our losse As euer thou doest hope for happinesse He dies Baia. Auernus iawes and loathsome Taenarus From whence the damned ghoasts do often creep Back to the
shall be torne in peeces with diuels and goblins Corcut. By all the ioyes thou hop'st to haue in heauen Giue some meate to poore hunger-starued men Bulli. Oh these are as a man should say beggars Now will I be as stately to them as if I were maister Pigwiggen our constable well sirs come before me tell me if I should entertain you would you not steale Page If we did meane so sir we would not make your worship acquainted with it Bulli. A good well nutrimented lad well if you will keepe my sheepe truly and honestly keeping your hands from lying and slandering and your tongues from picking and stealing you shall be maister Bullithrumbles seruitures Corcut. With all our hearts Bulli. Then come on and follow me we will haue a hogges cheek and a dish of tripes and a societie of puddings to field a societie of puddings did you marke that well vsed metaphor Another would haue said a company of puddings if you dwel with me long sirs I shall make you as eloquent as our parson himselfe Exeunt Corcut and Bullithrumble Page Now is the time when I may be enrich'd The brethren that were sent by Selimus To take my Lord Prince Corcut prisoner Finding him fled proposed large rewards To them that could declare where he remaines Faith I le to them and get the portagues Though by the bargain Corcut loose his head Exit Page Enter Selimus Sinam-bassa the courses of Mustaffa and Aga with funerall pompe Mustaffa and the Ianizaries Seli. Why thus must Selim blind his subiect eies And straine his owne to weep for Baiazet They will not dreame I made him away When thus they see me with religious pompe To celebrate his tomb-blacke mortarie To himselfe And though my heart cast in an iron mould Cannot admit the smallest dramme of griefe Yet that I may be thought to loue him well I le mourne in shew though I reioyce indeed To the courses Thus after he hath fiue long ages liu'd The sacred Phoenix of Arabia Loadeth his wings with pretious perfumes And on the altar of the golden sunne Offers himselfe a gratefull sacrifice Long didst thou liue triumphant Baiazet A feare vnto thy greatest enemies And now that death the conquerour of Kings Dislodged hath thy neuer dying soule To flee vnto the heauens from whence she came And leaue her fraile earth pauilion Thy bodie in this auntient monument Where our great predecessours sleep in rest Suppose the Temple of Mahomet Thy wofull sonne Selimus thus doth place Thou wert the Phoenix of this age of ours And diedst wrapped in the sweete perfumes Of thy magnifick deeds whose lasting praise Mounteth to highest heauen with golden wings Princes come beare your Emperour companie In till the dayes of mourning be ore past And then we meane to rouze false Acomat And cast him foorth of Macedonia Exeunt All Enter Hali Cali Corcuts Page and one or two souldiers Page My Lords if I bring you not where Corcut is then let me be hanged but if I deliuer him vp into your hands then let me haue the reward due to so good a deed Hali. Page if thou shew vs where thy maister is Be sure thou shalt be honoured for the deed And high exalted aboue other men Enter Corcut and Bullithrumble Page That same is he that in disguised robes Accompanies yon shepheard to the fields Cor. The sweet content that country life affoords Passeth the royall pleasures of a King For there our ioyes are interlaced with feares But here no feare nor care is harboured But a sweete calme of a most quiet state Ah Corcut would thy brother Selimus But let thee liue here should'st thou spend thy life Feeding thy sheep among these grassie lands But sure I wonder where my Page is gone Hali Corcut Corcut. A y-me who nameth me Halâ— Hali the gouernour of Magnesia Poore prince thou thoughtst in these disguised weeds To maske vnseene and happily thou might'st But that thy Page betraied thee to vs And be not wrath with vs vnhappie prince If we do what our soueraigne commands T is for thy death that Selim sends for thee Cor. Thus I like poore Ampharaus sought By hiding my estate in shepheards coate T escape the angry wrath of Selimus But as his wife false Eriphyle did Betray his safetie for a chaine of gold So my false Page hath vilely dealt with me Pray God that thou maist prosper so as she Hali I know thou sorrowest for my case But it is bootlesse come and let vs go Corcut is readie since it is must be so Cali. Shepheard Bulli. That 's my profession sir Cali. Come you must go with vs Bulli. Who I Alasse sir I haue a wife and seuenteene cradles rocking two ploughs going two barnes filling and a great heard of beasts feeding and you should vtterly vndo me to take me to such a great charge Cali. Well there is no remedie Exeunt all but Bullithrumble stealing from them closely away Bulli. The more 's the pitie Go with you quoth he marrie that had bene the way to preferment downe Holburne vp Tiburne well I le keepe my best ioynt from the strappado as well as I can hereafter I le haue no more seruants Exit running away Enter Selimus Sinam-Bassa Mustaffa and the Ianizaries Seli. Sinam we heare our brother Acomat Is fled away from Macedonia To aske for aide of Persian Ismael And the Aegyptian Soldane our chiefe foes Sinam Herein my Lord I like his enterprise For if they giue him aide as sure they will Being your highnesse vowed enemies You shall haue iust cause for to warre on them For giuing succour gainst you to your foe You know they are two mightie Potentates And may be hurtfull neighbours to your grace And to enrich the Turkish Diademe With two so worthie kingdomes as they are Would be eternall glorie to your name Seli. By heauens Sinam th' art a warriour And worthie counceller vnto a King Sound within Enter CaliHali and Hali with Corcut and his Page How now what newes Calâ—. My gratious Lord we here present to you Your brother Corcut whom in Smirna coasts Feeding a flocke of sheepe vpon a downe His traitrous Page betraied to our hands Seli. Thanks ye bold brethren but for that false part Let the vile Page be famished to death Corcut. Selim in this I see thou art a Prince To punish treason with condigne reward Seli. O sir I loue the fruite that treason brings But those that are the traitors them I hate But Corcut could not your Philosophie Keepe you safe from my Ianizaries hands We thought you had old Gyges wondrous ring That so you were inuisible to vs Cor. Selim thou dealst vnkindly with thy brother To seeke my death and make a iest of me vpbraid'st thou me with my philosophie Why this I learn'd by studying learned arts That I can beare my fortune as it falles And that I feare no whit thy crueltie Since thou wilt deale no otherwise with me Then thou hast