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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A59703	Fortunes tennis-ball, or, The most excellent history of Dorastus and Fawnia rendered in delightfull English verse, and worthy the perusal of all sorts of people / by S.S., Gent.	S. S., Gent.; Greene, Robert, 1558?-1592. Pandosto.; Sheppard, S. (Samuel)	1688 (1688)	Wing S3165; ESTC R41391	9,387	25

Highness speech shall be As true and sacred Oracles to me Dispose your humble hand maid as you please Within these few hours we will take the seas Quoth he I have a trusty servant who I know will further what I lift to do Him will I send to thee within this hour Him follow and may the Almighty power Prosper our loves this said they kiss part Dorastus soon aided by Capnia's art Fills three fair casks full of Gold beside Trunks full of rich Attire for his fair Bride A ship lies ready and as their intents Were own'd by Heaven no rude North-wind rents The rolling waves while things preparing were Capnia doth unto Fawnia repair Who welcomes this true servant to her Lord By whom she presently is brought on board The Mariners finding such pleasant gales Prepape for lanching and expand their sails When lo Dorastus comes and clips his Dear And now they on the raging Ocean are Who slatters for a while but suddenly A paleful darkness muffles up the sky The winds are all inlarg'd dire thunders heard The Master pores in vain upon the Card All look for death when lo a minutes time Makes satisfaction for three days crime All 's whist and they are lodg'd upon the port That 's not far distant from Pandosto's Court Dorastus droops so to mistake his way Instead of Italy Bohemia Fawnia laments for now behold there came Some of Pandosto's Guard to know what name The Ship did bear and presently to bring All her Inhabitants unto the King There no excuse can serve along they go Dorastus Fawnia and Capnio With lowly homage humbled on the knee They do salute Bohemia's Majesty Who askt Dorastus what 's his name whence He came and straitway renders his pretence My name Sir is Meleagrus by my birth A Knight brought up on Trapolonian's earth This Gentlewoman whom I mean to make My wife is an Italian for whose sake Doubting her friends consent I took my way By partial Fate to Trapolonia But forc'd by tempest hither ' gainst my mind Where I shall hope hospicious friends to find Pandosto starting from his Throne replies Now by the everliving Deities Thou art a perjur'd Traytor and hast won This Lady to her sure destruction By cursed frauds who for her grace beauty Merits that mighty Kings should do her duty And till I hear of her descent and can Prove that thou art a Trapolonian A Prison shall contain thee No reply Dorastus made being hurried presently To prison Fawnia wrings her Lilly palms And swoons away vext with uncessant qualms Pandosto who tho' old and sapless grown Loves the lewd act more than he lov'd his Crown He deeply doats on Fawnia comforts her Promising if she 'l presently confer Her love on him he 'l instantly set free Her Knight and raise him unto dignity She scarce refrains to pull the Tyrants beard Calls him a Dog for Footy Dis prepar'd A month is past since King Egistus lost His son who sends about to every coast At last his willy Messengers resort With hasty motion to Pandosto's Court Who kindly welcomes them their charge is thus Where e're they find his son with courteous And winged language to convene him home But if they find he will yet further rome To bring him into Sicily by force But for poor Fawnia her doom is worse She must be murther'd instantly and so The Princes servant faithful Capnio They had no sooner told the Embassy But King Pandosto sendeth presently For Meleagrus he 's Sicilia's Heir He knows and he is glad he has him there Dorastus wonders at this great mutation But more to see some Lords of his own nation There is no bogling now Pandosto's glad That he shall manifest the hate he had Conceiv'd ' gainst Fawnia for her great disdain Commanding she and Capnio should be slain Fawnia no doubt inspir'd by Heaven cries O why did the cruel Destinies Cause Prince Dorastus to affect a Maid So far beneath him now to death betray'd But since I must forsake the World take here Brave Prince this chain which still for my sake wear Which from my Infancy has ever been About my neck but till now never seen Pandosto starts he knew the chain of old It was his wives he then began to hold His thoughts in strict suspence compares the time Since mad with rage he acted that black crime He finds she is his Daughter strait he rears Himself from 's throne watring his cheeks with tears Ah Fawnia my sweet Fawnia he doth cry All there admire at this strange Colloquie Fawnia is not more glad that she has found So great a Father then Dorastus crown'd With glorious hope to gain so brave a wife The Lords on both sides joy that now the strife 'Twixt the Sicilians and Bohemia's State Shall cease and nought remain of ancient hate The King great Feasts Iustings doth prepare For joy he now hath found a Female Heir Which done he does imbark himself and his With Prince Dorastus and his only bliss Divinest Fawnia the Sicilian Peers He takes along and Neptunes brow appears So smooth in six days they see Syracuse Egistus marvels when he hears the news And having heard Pandosto's story sends For Porrus who was in the Jaylors hands Who tells the truth of all how Fawnia scapt Shewing the Mantle wherein she was wrapt Pandosto Knights him and the Lovers are The next day married Hymen every where Is chanted Lo Hymen each man sings And an eternal League 'twixt the two Kings Concluded every Commoner is feasted For forty days so long the triumph lasted Which was no sooner ended but his soul Vext for his former facts so black and foul Having betraid his Friend and slain his Wife Pandosto's own hands takes Pandosto's life Whose death for many days they do bewail And then Dorastus and his Queen set sail For fair Bohemia where he sumptuously Inters his Father Governs graciously For many years till Death with little pain Did put a period to his Life and Reign FINIS

Fortunes Tennis-Ball OR The Most Excellent History OF Dorastus and Fawnia Rendered in Delightful English Verse and worthy the Perusal of all sorts of People By S S. Gent. Lucis Anecreon Licensed according to Order Printed by A. M. for I. Deacon at the Angel in Guilt-spur-street 1688. The most Excellent History OF DORASTUS and FAWNIA CANT I. Bohemia ' s King is visited By Sicil ' s Prince who hath been bred In King Pandosto ' s Royal Court Who doubts his Queen and he do sport Between the sheets and though in vain Contrives a way to have been slain Egistus sees the snare and flies By Sea to escape these Treacheries INspire me gentle Love and jealousie Give me thy passion and thy extasie While to a pleasant Air I strike the strings Singing the Fates of Lovers and of Kings Fertile Bohemia fam'd in German stories For happy government and of her glories Had once a King Pandosto nam'd by birth Exceeding Royal and for innate worth Every way excellent his royal Mate Bellaria call'd a woman blest by Fate With learned Education fair by nature For Vertue famous earths divinest creature This happy pair had not been married long Scarce had they reach'd the Key of Hymens song When generous Lucina gave a boy To their hearts comfort and the general joy The King to manifest his high content Proclaim'd a solemn Just or Turnament Fame bears the Embassie on Eagles wings His Court is now a Parliament of Kings Great feastings masks mirth deeds of arms While Honor sits inthron'd with all her charms But when this great Assembly takes her leave And Royal Present from the King receive The Infant Prince Garinter doth consort With careful Nurses in his Fathers Court What can the powers Etherial add to this Can great Pandosto wish for better bliss Or sweet Bellaria covet more than Fate Already hath confer'd But what Estate Can boast a firm fixt Basis if the blind False sickle Goddess hath its fall design'd Sicilia's King Egistus who had found His Education on Bohemian ground From 's Infancy until the gods had given Him power on earth like to the powers in heaven To manifest no tract of time could race His friendship out nor distancy of place Estrange his love in ships well rig'd man'd If cause requir'd the pyrats to withstand Burthens great Neptune's back a chosen train Of peers attending on their Soveraign The winds were still no noxious blast has power To sally forth from Aeolas brazen tower The seas are calm the crooked Dolphins play Doris fair daughter dancing all the way Till great Egistus treads that happy earth Had been his Foster-mother from his birth Bellaria in whose breast the Graces rested With all the Glories of her sex invested Imagining her Husbands Kingly heart Would be the more her own did she impart All special favours to his friend admitted Perhaps more intimacy than befitted Egistus to her private walks her Eye Revealing her mind's just captivity His Chamber oftentimes she would frequent Which caus'd suspicion tho' no ill was meant For these two Constellations still did move Within the Orb of true Platonick love Pandosto marks their meetings and doth fry In the blue flames of baneful jealousie He calls to mind the beauty of his dear And then Egistus merits do appear Full bloom'd he next begins to scrutinize Their private union and their Coloquies He straightway fancies and concludes at last Egist. a Villain and his Wife unchast These erring fires shall lead him up and down Till he grows weary of his Life and Crown But yet he knows not which way to compose A ruine which may falsly crush his Foes He knows Egistus is a mighty King And cannot sink without his ruining He knows his Wife has every subjects heart Paying just homage to her high desert Since then there is no force of publick force He now resolves to take a private course Egistus shall not fall by steel but die By poyson this must Franion's industry Accomplish he that bears his cup must kill His gentle friend and he 'l reward thee ill With numerous dignities but Franion's soul Dreadly abhors to act a deed so foul He therefore sets before the King what guilt He would accrew what blood must needs he spilt What miseries must follow but in vain Does Franion charm his Serpent soveraign He must perform 't or die O killing words But Franion who by millions of swords Had rather perish than to give consent Unto his Prince to kill the innocent Resolves what ever haps to break the thing Though 't break his neck unto Sicilia's King To him he opens all Egistus scarce Can credit Franion's tale though his discourse Have secret truth for warrant Can it be Pandosto should be treacherous quoth he First I 'le believe earth moves heaven stands still I never propt his foes or sought his ill But Franion to remove all doubts declares If that Egistus will forsake these snares And sail into Sicilia if when there Safe in his fulgent throne free from fear The truth of this Narration were not shown To seize his life by tortures yet unknown Egistus now believes and craves advice Of Franion whom he finds maturely wise He counsels him if now the winds sat right To weigh his Anchor and set sail that night Fortune though blind favours this righteous cause With busie care nor doth Egistus pause But by the help of Franion secretly With winged haste by help of Luna's lunacy He passes through the City Postern-gate With all his train and is so blest by fate To find the Skies serene the Surgos came Within the sight of Syracuse the shore Is throng'd with loyal subjects to adore Their lawful Prince their cheerful ecchoes ring Heavens bless our Soveraign GOD preserve the KING CANT II. Pandosto seizes on his Queen What various griefs and woes are seen She brings a Daughter forth whom he Leaves to the mercy of the Sea In a frail boat Bellaria ' s try'd For looseness and for Paracide But by Apollo ' s upright doom She scapes a wisht-for Martyrdom The Prince Garinter dies whose death Bereaves the Queen Bellaria ' s breath Pandosto ' s penitence too late Who builds a Tomb to humour fate EGistus thus delivered by the god From eminent ruine all their Altars loads With Sacrifices for their blest support When death did want him in Pandosto's Court Whose Citizens are all in uproar they Believe that the Sicilians went away Doubting some curst contrivance since their flight Was shrouded with the sullen mists of night But King Pandosto now will Pawn his life That his Cup-bearer Franion and his Wife Bellaria had plotted this protection Prov'd by the fervency of her affection So swoln with rage he instantly commands Thsse of the Guard to lay their guity hands Upon his guiltless Queen there 's no denial And make her Prisoner till the day of tryal The Guard with much reluctancy perform The