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A34999 The heroick-lover, or, The infanta of Spain by George Cartwright ... Cartwright, George, fl. 1661. 1661 (1661) Wing C694; ESTC R5678 41,181 88

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thereof I shoo'd be glad to be Withall my soul to serve your Majestie All my ambition is implease your Grace In your favour to have a servants place And to your Laws so like a Subject live That to your people I may pattern give King You are not only fair but humble too But such humility becomes not you It does become you better ev'ry way Sweet Madam to command then to obey Which like a Princess freer then in Spain You in our Kingdom shall command and raign But what can we unto these Grandees say For all the pains that they have took this day And to these Beauties which have left Spain sad And full of tears and sighs to make us glad But bid them welcome to our Royl Cou●t And study how to make their time seem short G. C. FINIS UPON Hells High-Commission Court set to Judge the King Ian. 1648. JUst as I enter'd that Majestick Hall Where Gog and M●gog must be Judge and all Upon the Person of a King so good His only fault was he was not understood Where to my view the first thing did present With such excess of sad astonishment Just at the upper end a scarlet Throne Dy'd with the blood of many a loyal one Oh horrid I cannot go no f●rther Their intent is his Majestie to m●rther UPON The horrid and unheard of Murther of CHARLES the First King of England Scotland France and Ireland the 30 th of Ianu. 1648. WHy how now George where is thy Muse become Or is 't thy sorrow mak'st thee thus so dumb Shall Heav'n and Earth the Death of Charles deplore And thou as unconcern'd not say no more Or is the matter of so high a strain Thou can'st not reach it with thy weaker brain Then sigh it out and with a lusty tear Threaten a Flood to this unlucky year Insatiate men insatiate did I say Blood-thirsty men I meant to take away The best of men the best of Kings e're raign'd VVho liv'd a life unspotted and unstain'd VVhose vertue was his fall for had he bin In love with any thing but like a sin He had escaped their Tyrannique Laws 'Cause he'was bad and for no other cause But he was good nay Goodness it self he was And why they murther'd him that was the cause TO CHARLES the Second King of England Scotland France and Ireland upon his thrice happy return into England after twelve years Banishment AS in a tedious Winter ev'ry Plant Seems dead and out of life and all for want Of the Suns presence so Great Charles did we Like dead men seem and all for want of thee But when the Winter 's over and the Sun Returns again to this our Horizon How ev'ry thing revives which we call Spring Ev'n such is the return of Charles our King But Heav'n is kinder to these Plants below 'Cause innocence is all that they do know Their Winter therefore is but short to ours We having had dayes unto their howers Which is no less a wonder that we live Wanting so long that influence that shoo'd give Us life and vigour lying in the Root Which was grub'd up 'cause we no more shoo'd shoot But as it happens oftentimes we see In taking up of Roots that there will be An off-set two or three left in the ground Which by some skilful honest hand if found And planted carefully from thence may spring Stock sufficient as may from Charles our King Which Heav'n we supplicate that 〈◊〉 may raign He and his Off-spring till Shilo com●s again UPON King CHARLES the Second His Birth-day and his happy return in May 1660. THrice happy day and happy Moneth to be Thus twice so great a friend to Monarchi● The very Moneth that gave Great Charles his breath Gave breath to us redeeming us from Death From Death said I from dying ev'ry day And yet to die coo'd not find out the way Grim Death compar'd to what we suffer'd then So great a kindness was Those Tyrant-men Woo'd not allow us but by little and little T' increase our pain and so consume our mettle This was th' Egyptian bondage we lay under Which made the Lord come in with such a wonder That without one drop of blood or one tear Has re-inthron'd our lawful Prince this year So great a mercy that we may deserve From Heav'n nor him in du●y may we swerve TO MY Lord General MONCK Upon his opportune coming into England THou great Restorer of our antient Laws To whom we cannot give too great applause Ride on victorious in thy great design Gods real foes and ours to undermine Where had we been by this time hadst not thou Just in the nick of time come in I vow We had been lost and utterly undone And which is worse Religion had been gone But Heav'n be praised for this happy change Though to fanatique men it seemeth strange Well do the rest that we expect from thee And second of this Kingdom thou shalt be Which will more honour be unto thy name So for to live then die with dirty fame UPON The Death of the most Illustrious and unparallel'd Prince HENRY Duke of Glocester THou that hast been my Companion all my life Leave me not now I prethee in my grief Leave me not now in this great time of need To help t' express the Cause that makes us bleed No wonder that the Court is now so sad And that the Country everywhere is clad With Sighs and Tears the cause thereof being known Is able to dissolve the hardest stone Hard Fate you might have well forborn this spight And not have rob'd us of so great a Light A lesser might as well have serv'd your turn But that you had a mind to make us mourn But that you had a mind to make us grieve And all our expectations to deceive For one so young so wise was never known So grave in carriage sure but he alone So sound in judgement and so great a reach In State-affairs the wisest he might teach So humble too withall so well did pla●e What e're he said and spake with such a grace He took his Hearers with a double band Of Love and Reason and so amaz'd woo'd stand This is our grief our sorrow and sad loss Pray Heaven his Death prove not to us a cross Upon the just Judgement of His Majesties unjust JUDGES BUT now they 're come to Judgement Heav'n is just And tho 't be long before he questions Dust They shall not go unpunish't for that thing That horrid thing of murthering their King ' Tw●s bad enoug● against the●r King to rise But ten times worse their King to sacrifise But worst of all under a shew of Zeal To rob the Church and spoyl the Common-weal And so make God the Author of their ill Pretending 't was his pleasure and his will Thus how from sin to sin the Devil draws Ambitious spirits to infringe Gods Laws Still prompting them from what is bad to worse Until they 're fitted for his heavy Curse Mercy is an Attribute it is true VVhich properly to Heav'n belongs unto And he that shews it shews himself like God Yet God is said to have an Iron Rod. VVhen he vouchsafes to pardon 't is to those Will never more offend him which he knows And yet some sins he will not pardon neither That 'gainst the Holy-Ghost and Abels brother Nor those that shall so eas'ly pardon those That still continue his obdurate foes Blood requires blood but oh holy murther Is that which Heav'n it self will never smurther Nor can we hope a blessing f●om above So long as one alive among us move UPON Her Majesties the Queen MOTHER Return into England in October 1660. GReat Queen of vertue and of all that 's good VVho never yet was rightly understood Can you the wrongs you have receiv'd forget You must be more then woman to do it Nay if such sins by you can be fo giv'n 'T is more Great soul then we can hope from Heav'n And yet we 've mo●e then hopes you can and will Or else in France you woo'd have stayed still And not have ventur'd o're this Ocean more But that you had a mind to clear our score And wipe away all sorrow from our eyes As fogs do vanish when the Sun does rise Great Star which from th' East and by South dost come How much are we engaged to thy womb Thy fruitful womb that with no little pain Hast stockt our Iland with no little gain Three Princes which the world so much admire And we at last with Reason do desire Two Beauties too they must not be forgot VVhom Christendom admires the like has not Welcome Great Queen welcome to our shore I fear to make amends we shall adore Your sacred Presence since that ever since We have been curst that you were forced hence FINIS
that men in love are blind You love not yet you see not well we find How can that face in reason you dislike Which with such admiration us does strike Had you but wit for to conceive the good That you may reap to match into that blood Were she deform'd for that you woo'd not stand But quickly do what we do you command Prince There is no good I value like a wife With whom a man must live with all his life Coo'd I but marry for a day or two And put her off when I 'de a mind to do To take a creature that I coo'd not love Woo'd not unto me inconvenient prove But when I wed her for an unknown time Knowing that not to love is no small crime Your Highness shall do well to let me chuse One I can love and like a Princess use As for ought else Heaven knows I 'de rather die Then live and not obey your Majestie King Then do what Heaven commands for 't is Heavens will That you your Fathers pleasure shoo'd fulfill Prince But shoo'd my Father bid me do a thing May I so boldly speak unto the King Which is unjust or otherwise not fit For me to do woo'd Heaven allow of it King Who shall be judge of that which you call fit Prince None but just Heaven Great Sir shall judge of it King But Heaven ordain'd us here to judge below Of things as we shall please we 'le have you know Prince But if you judge amiss another day As well as others you must for it pay Exeunt The second Scene Enter Nonantious alone and afterwards Francina and hearkens Nonant DId I but know what I do go about I woo'd not be so forward without doubt As to pronounce the sentence of my death As I must do so with my proper breath To court a Mistress was it ever known To love another done of one alone Coo'd one example only be but found I might have cause to think my sences sound But there is none none yet was ever known To be so foolish but my self alone Then do it not then I shall disobey Do or not do criminal ev'ry way Of evils chuse the lesser of the two They are so equal I know not which to do My love to fair Francina bids me not My duty to my Prince can't be forgot How both the ballance hold so just and true That willing both I know not which to do But why shoo'd I love her who me does scorn Eccho Because thy love 's no bastard but true born Nonant Why do her good who me does use so ill Eccho 'Cause 't is thy duty and thy Princes will Nonant Then I will do●t to make my love appear Both to my Prince and to my Saint so dear Fran. Well what 's your business with me I was told To ask for me again you were so bold Nonant I was implease you Madam it is true So bold as yesterday to ask for you But you were not at home which made me now So bold again which you 'le I hope allow I come not now as I was wont to do My love and passion to make known to you With chosen words to court you to be kind And think you cruel 'cause that I was blind No no I know my merit is too poor For to importune you so any more I must confess I soared then too high To let my fancy after you to fly My business now is of another kind If you 'le have patience for to hear my mind And faith to credit what I 've charge to say Which I woo'd rather do then disobey Fran. And faith to credit what you ve charge to say Doubt not of that if me become it may Nonant To be a Princess woo'd become you well And in a stately Pallace alwayes dwell Have maids of Honour 'bout you to attend And Lords of quality at hand to send On all occasions to make known your will To such as you woo'd have it to fulfill Fran. I understand you not or speak more plain Or else your words will be but spent in vain Nonant Then to be brief and make you understand The Prince does love you and did me command On my allegiance for to tell you so And press you likewise to believe me too Fran. The Prince love me it cannot be believ'd Unless I had a mind to be deceiv'd Alas my faith is not so sawcy yet Into my thoughts it eas'ly to admit Nonant You may believe me Madam it is true And very certain what I say to you Fran To me my birth and breeding is so known That if 't were not but only that alone It were enough no doubt to humble me And me possess with incredulity Nonant Were you that which you say your self to be The Prince stands not in need of dignity He has sufficient for himself and you Were you less noble and less vertuous too Fran. I question not the truth thereof but you I rather think this of your self do do To try if that the name of Queen can move And tempt my resolution for to love Nonant Ah Madam you are cruel to think so More cruel far then in the scorn you shew That I shoo'd be so wicked and so base ' Tabuse not only you but too his Grace I am no Devil Madam you may say And think your pleasure while that I obey For had the Prince not urg'd me o're and o're As I have told you Madam heretofore To make his royal passion known to you Which then I said I was unfit to do I nee're had medled in this love affair The fruit whereof I coo'd not hope to share Helas Heaven knows I careful was to sound And look with diligence into his wound Shewing unto him ' t woo'd not fitting be By reason of the great disparity 'Twixt you and him which he did seem to slight And value for your sake extreamly light To see if it were dangerous or no Before I woo'd resolve to let you know When finding it to be a wound indeed And that he mortally for you did bleed I feared to be guilty of his death In such a case to spare to o'pe my breath Fran. I know not which is greater of these two Your love or wisdom if that you say true But I am firm resolv'd to wed with none And so unto the Prince pray make it known Exeunt The third Scene Enter Zorates Selucious and Admiral Zorates WE must by all means quickly out of han● Seize on the strongest places of the Land Which that we may perform and better do We must declare and to the people shew That the Militia to us does belong And that without our care they can't be strong Nor yet secure so much as for an how'r From any forreign or Domestique pow'r Then put in such in whom we may confide Whose zeal unto the Kingdom has been try'd And thrust out those whom justly we suspect The common good at all not to