Cares that devour the peace of other bosomes Have by an over charge of sorrow wrought Her heart into a calm where every sense Is bound up in a soft repose and silence Be her Dreams all of me But to my Embassie Cupid wheresoe'r thou be The Gods lay their commands on thee In pain of being banish'd to The unfrequented shades below At my first summons to appear Cupid Cupid Enter Cupid Cup. I am here What send the Gods by Mercury Mer. Thy shame and horrour I remove This mist He unblinds him Now see in every Grove What slaughter thou hast made all these Fond Cupid were thy Votaries Does not their blood make thine look pale All slain by thee ' two not prevail To urge mistakes thy fact appears Jove and the Gods have bow'd their ears To groning Nature and sent me From their high Christall Thrones to see What blood like a dire Vapour rise Doth spread his wings to blind the eyes Of Heaven and Day and to declare Their Justice and Immortall care Over the lower world but stay Another must his fate obey Death heretofore the look'd-for close To tedious life the long repose To wearied Nature and the gate That leads to Mans eternall fate I in the name of every God Command thee from thy dark aboad As thou wilt fly their wrath appear At my first Summon Enter Death De. I am here Mer. Nature awake and with thy sleep Shake off the heavy Chains that keep Thy Soul a Captive Nat. Mercury Or am I still in Dreams Mer. Thy Eye Take truce with tears see much abus'd Nature whom thou hast long accus'd Leave thy wonder and attend VVhat the Gods by Hermes send But first I charge you to resign Your fatall Shafts Cup. I these are mine They change Mer. Cupid the Gods do banish thee From every palace thou must be Confin'd to Cottages to poor And humble Cells Love must no more Appear in Princes Courts their heart Impenetrable by thy Dart And from softer influence free By their own wills must guided be Cup. I shall obey Mer. Death thou maist still Exercise thy power to kill With this limit that thy rage Presume not henceforth to engage On Persons in whose brest divine Marks of Art or Honour shine Upon these if thy malice trie They may bleed but never die These are not to be overcome Above the force of Age or Tomb Is Nature pleas'd Na. The Gods are just Mer. To this you both submit C. D. We must Mer. Ye are dismist Exeunt Nat. But Mercury What satisfaction shall I have For noble Children in the Grave By Cupid slain Mer. They cannot be Reduc'd to live again with thee And could thy fancy entertain In what blest seats they now remain Thou wouldst not wish them here Na. Might I With some knowledge bless my eye Nature would put on Youth Mer. Then see Their blest condition The Scene is changed into Elizium where the grand Masquers the slain Lovers appear in glorious Seats and Habits Na. Where am I The World no such Perfection yields Mer. These are the fair Elizian fields SONG OPen blest Elizium Grove Where an eternall Spring of Love Keeps each beauty fair these shades No chill Dew or Frost invades Look how the Flowers and every Tree Pregnant with Ambrosia be Neer banks of Violet Springs appear Weeping out Nectar every tear While the once harmonious Sphears turn'd all to ears Now listen to the Birds whose Quire Sing every charming Accent higher CHORUS If this place be not Heaven one thought can make it And Gods by their own wonder led mistake it Na. Oh who shall guide me hence old Natures sight Grows feeble at the brightnesse of this glory Mer. I will be Natures conduct Na. Mercury be ever honour'd Exeunt The Grand Dance Enter Mercury Mer. Return return you happy men To your own blessed Shades agen Lest staying long some new desire In your calm bosomes raise a fire Here are some Eyes whose every beam May your wandring hearts inflame And make you forfeit your cool Groves By being false to your first Loves Like a Perfuming gale o'r Flowers Now glide again to your own Bowers The Curtain falls FINIS
CVPID AND DEATH A Private Entertainment represented WITH SCENES VARIETY OF DANCING AND MUSICK BOTH VOCALL INSTRUMENTALL Writen By J. S. LONDON Printed for John Crooke and John Playford and to be sold at their Shops in St. Paul's Church-yard and in the Inner Temple THE SCENE A Forest on the side of a Hill a faire house representing an Inne or Taverne out of which cometh an Host being a jolly sprightly old man his Cap turn'd up with Crimson his Doublet Fustian with Jerkin and hanging sleeves Trunk Hose of Russet Stockings yellow cross gartered after him a Chamberlain FIRST ENTRY HO Are all things in their preparation For my immortall guests Ch. Nothing is wanting That doth concern my Province sir I am Your Officer above staires The great Chamber With the two wooden Monuments to sleep in That weigh six load of Timber sir are ready That for the ••••ce D'amour whom we call Cupid I have trimm'd artificially with Roses And his Mother's Mirtle But I have Committed Sacriledge to please the other Death does delight in Ew and I have rob'd A Church-yard for him Are you sure they'l come To night I would fain see this Dwarfe call'd Cupid For t'other I look on him in my fancy Like a starv'd Goblin Ho. Death I must confesse Cuts not so many inches in the Say As our last Venison 'tis a thin-chap'd hound And yet the Cormorant is ever feeding Ch. But good sir resolve me Are they good spirited Guests will they tipple To elevation do they scatter metall Upon the VVaiters will they rore and fancy The Drawers and the Fiddles till their pockets Are empty as our neighbours drone and after Drop by degrees their wardrobe and in the morning VVhen they have day-light to behold their nakedness VVill they with confidence amaze the streets And in their shirts to save their pickel'd credits Pretend a Race and trip it like fell footmen These rantings were the Badges of our Gentry But all their dancing daies are done I fear Ho. These were the garbs and motions late in fashion With humorous mortalls but these guests are of No humane race Ch. Pray what attendance have they Ho. Love has two Gentlemen that wait on him in his Chamber Of speciall trust he cannot act without them Ch. Their names sir I beseech you Ho. Folly and Madness Ch. A pair of precious instruments Sure they are well descended sir Ho. The fool Could ride a hundred mile in his own Pedegree And give as many Coats Ch. Fooles coats there are Enough to weare them Ho. As he had acres in Eleven fat Lordships And plaid at duck and drake with Gold like Pibbles Ch. Was this man born a fool Ho. No but his keeping Company with Philosophers undid him Who found him out a Mistris they call'd Fame And made him spend halfe his estate in Libraries Which he bestowed on Colledges tooke the toy Of building Quadrangles kept open house And fell at last most desperately in love VVith a poor dairy maid for which he was beg'd Ch. A Foole Ho. And leads the the Van in Cupid's Regiment Ch. VVhat was the Mad-man sir Ho. A Thing was born to a very fair per annum And spent it all in Looking-glasses Ch. How That's a project I never heard on Looking-glasses How many did he break sir in a day Ho. They broke him rather in the right understanding For Nature having given him a good face The man grew wilde with his own admirations And spent his full means upon Flatterers That represented him next to an Angell Thus blown up he tooke confidence to court A Lady of noble blood and swelling fortune Within three daies fell sick of the small Pox And on the fourth run mad with the conceit His face when he recover'd would be like A countrey Cake from which some Children had New pick'd the plumms Ch. A brace of pretty Beagles Ho. They are here Ch. I see not Death Ho. He's the last thing we look for Enter Cupid Folly Madness the Hoste joynes with them in a Dance SONG THough little be the God of Love Yet his Arrows mighty are And his Victories above What the valiant reach by War Nor are his limits with the skie O're the milky way he'll fly And somtimes wound a Diety Apollo once the Python slew But a keener Arrow flew From Daphne's eye and made a wound For which the God no Balsome found One smile of Venus too did more On Mars than Armies could before If a warme fit thus pull him down How will she ague-shake him with a frown Thus Love can fiery spirits tame And when he please cold Rocks inflame Enter Death he danceth the second Entrie after which he speakes De. Holla within Enter Chamberlain Ch. You are welcome Gentlemen ha Quarter oh quarter I am a friend sir A moveable belonging to this Tenement Where you are expected Gupid is come already And supp'd and almost drunk We ha' reserv'd According to order for your palate sir The Cockatrices Eggs the cold Toad-Pie Ten dozen of Spiders and Adders tongues Your servant Famine sir bespoke De. Live live Exit Ch. I thanke you sir a curse upon his Physnomy How was I surpriz'd twas high time to comfort me I felt my life was melting downward Death oh Death within Ch. Who's that I do not like the voice What art Enter Despair with a Halter Des. A miserable thing Ch. I so thou seem'st Ha'st not a name Des. My name sir is Despair Ch. Despair my time's not come yet what have I To do with thee what com'st thou hither for Des. To find out Death Life is a burthen to me I have pursu'd all Paths to find him out And here ith' Forrest had a glimpse on him But could not reach him with my feet or voice I would fain dye but Death flies from me sir Ch. I wonder you should travell in the Forest And among so many Trees find none convenient Having the tackling ready 'bout your neck too Some great affairs take up the Devills time He cannot sure attend these low employments Hee's busie 'bout Leviathans I know not Ther's somthing in't you have not made your VVill sure Des. Yes sir I carry it wo'me it wants nothing But his name and my subscription Ch. VVhose name Des. His name I mean to make my Heir Ch. VVhose that Des. That charitable man VVill bring Death to me there's a blank left for him And if you please to do me sir the office Even you shall be the man I have profest An Usurerer this fifty years and upwards The VVidows and sad Orphans whose estates I have devoured are croaking in my Conscience Ch. And shall he be your Heir that does this feat To make you acquainted with this Canniball You talk of Des. Oh my happiness Ch. I'le do it But I believe you are sorry for your baseness Your Rapines and Extortions Des. Mistake not am sorry for no mischief I have done That would come neer Repentance which you know Cures all
the akings of the Soul If I Could but be sorry Death were of no use to me Ch. Keep ye of that mind you say very right sir I'le try what I can do With Death to do your Conscience a courtesy He's now within our house I'le bring you pen And ink to write my name too honest Father Des. Thou art my dearest child take all my blessings Ch. Here's like to be a Fortune Exit Des. I want strength To climb I see a very pretty twig else He climbs And space for a most comfortable swing 'Tis a hard case the Devill will not help At a dead lift He falls O my Sciatica I have broke my spectacles and both my hips Are out of joint help Enter Chamberlain with abottle of Wine Ch. Death will be with you presently the last course Is now on the Table that you may not think The time long I have brought you ha rise up sir Des. Alas I have had a fall I was indeavouring To do the meritorious work and hang My self for Death me thought was long a coming But my foot slipt Ch. Alas what pitty twas If I had thought your Soul had been in such Haste I would have given you a lift before I went Des. It was my zeal Ch. Alas it seemed so You might have tooke the River with more ease The stream would have convey'd you down so gently You should not feel which way your soul was going But against the frights Death might bring with him I have brought you a bottle of wine I'le begin sir He drinks Des. Would it were poyson Ch. So would not I I thank you 'Tis pure blood of the Grape Des. Wine Ch. A• my charge I know you do not use To pay for Nectar I bestow it sir Des. That's kindly said I care not if I taste Ch. I'th' mean time please you I'le peruse the Will I can put in my own name and make it fit For your subscription what's here Reads Ha a thousand pound in Jewells in ready money Ten thousand more Land ha' preserve my senses I'le write my name and thank Heaven afterwards Here sir before you can subscribe the Gentleman Will come and kill you to your hearts content Des. Hum this foolish wine has warm'd me what d'ee Call the name on't Ch. Sack Des. Sack my truly son Ch. Nay sir make hast for Death will be here instantly Des. At his own leisure I would not be troublesome Now I do know his lodging I can come Another time Ch. But the VVill Father you may write now Des. Deeds are not vigorous without legall witnesses My Scrivener lives at the next Town and I Do find my body in a disposition To walk a mile or two Sack d'ee call it How strangely it does alter my opinion Ch. VVhy have you no mind to hang your self Des. I thank you I find no inclination Ch. Sha'not I be your Heir then Des. In the humour And spirit I now feel in Brain and Body I may live to see you hang'd I thank you heartily Ch. But you will have the conscience I hope To pay me for the wine has wrought this miracle Des. Your free gift I remember you know I use not To pay for Nectar as you call it Yet I am not without purpose to be gratefull Some things shall be corrected in my VVill In the mean time if you'l accept of a Gives him the Halter Small Legacy this Hemp is at your service And it shall cost you nothing I bestow it VVe men of money worn w 〈…〉 nd cares Drink in new life from VVin•••• costs us nothing Farewell and learn this Lesson from Despair Give not your Father Sack to be his Heir Ch. Not a tear left would's brains were in the bottle Exit SONG VIctorious men of Earth no more Proclaime how wide your Empires are Though you bind in every shore And your triumphs reach as far as Night or Day Yet you proud Monarchs must obey And mingle with forgotten ashes when Death calls ye to the croud of common men Devouring Famine Plague and War Each able to undo Man-kind Death's servile Emissaries are Nor to these alone confin'd He hath at will More quaint and subtle waies to kill A smile or kiss as he will use the art Shall have the cunning skill to break a heart Enter Chamberlain Ch Ho Master Master Enter Hoste Ho. What's the mátter Ch. Nothing but to ask you whether you be Alive or no or whether I am not My own ghost that thus walk and haunt your house Ho. Thou lookest frighted Ch. Death and his train are gone I thank Heaven he's departed I slept not One wink to Night nor durst I pray aloud For fear of waking Death but he at Midnight Calls for a Cup to quench his thirst a Bowl Of Blood I gave him for a mornings draught And had and Ague all the while he drank it At parting in my own defence and hope To please him I desired to kisse his hand VVhich was so cold o'th' sudden sir my mouth Was frozen up which as the Case stood Then with my Teeth did me a benefit And kept the dancing bones from leaping out At length fearing for ever to be speechless I us'd the strength of both my hands to open My lips and now feel'd eve 〈…〉 I spake Drop from it like an Icycl 〈…〉 Ho. This cold Fit will be over what said Cupid Ch. He Was fast asleep Ho. The Boy went drunk to bed Death did not wake him Ch. It was not necessary in point of reckoning Death was as free as any Emperour And payes all where he comes Death quits all scores I have the summa totalis in my pocket But he without more ceremony left The house at morning twilight Ho. Ha they knock Get thee a cup of Wine to warm thy intralls Exit Chamb. Though Love himself be but a water-drinker His train allow themselves rich Wines Your Fool And Madman is your onely guests to Taverns And to Excesse this Licence time affords When Masters pay their servants drink like lords Enter Chamberlin Ch. Sir they call for you Cupid's up and ready And looks as fresh as if he had known no surfeit Of Virgins tears for whose fair satisfaction He broke his Leaden shafts and vows hereafter To shoot all flames of love into their servants There are some Musick come to give his godship Good morrow so he means to hear one Song And then he takes his Progress Ho. I attend him Exit Ch. But I have made my own revenge upon him For the hard-hearted baggage that he sent me And Death I have serv'd a trick for all his huffing They think not what Artillery they carry Along with them I have chang'd their Arrows How Death will fret to see his fury cozen'd But how will Love look pale when he shall find What a Mortality his Arrows make Among the Lovers let the God look to't I have put it past my care and not expect To see them agen
or should I meet with Death I shall not fear him now for Cupid if Lovers must onely by his Arrows fall I'm safe for Ladies I defie you all SONG STay Cupid whither art thou flying Pitty the pale Lovers dying They that honour'd thee before Will no more At thy Altar pay their vowes O let the weeping Virgins strow In stead of Rose and Myrtle boughs Sad Ew and funeral Cypress now Unkind Cupid leave thy killing These are all thy Mothers Doves Oh do not wound such noble Loves And make them bleed that should be billing The Scene is changed into a pleasant Garden a Fountain in the midst of it Walks and Arbours delightfully exprest in divers places Ladies lamenting over their Lovers slain by Cupid who is discover'd flying in the Aire Enter a Lover playing upon a Lute Courting his Mistris they dance Enter Nature in a white Robe a Chaplet of Flowers a green Mantle fringed with Gold her hair loose they start and seem troubled at her Entrance Na. Flie slie my Children love that should preserve And warm your hearts with kind and active Is now become your enemy a murderer This Garden that was once your entertainment VVith all the beauty of the Spring is now By some strange curse upon the shafts of Cupid Design'd to be a Grave look every where The noble Lovers on the ground lie bleeding By frantick Cupid slain into whose wounds Distracted Virgins pour their tears so fast That having drein'd their fountains they present Their own pale Monuments while I but relate This story see more added to the dead Oh slie and save your selves I am your Parent Nature that thus advise you to your safeties Enter Cupid he strikes the Lover He's come already Lover Ha what Winter creeps Into my heart Na. He faints 'tis now too late Some kinder God call back the winged Boy And give him eyes to look upon his murders Nature grows stiff with horrour of this spectacle If it be Death to love what will it be When Death it self must act his cruelty Enter Death And here he comes what Tragedies are next Enter old Men and Women with Crutches Na. Two aged pair these will be fit for death They can expect but a few minutes more To wear the heavy burden of their lives Death strikes them with his Arrow they admiring one another let fall their Crutches and embrace Exit Death Na. Astonishment to Nature they throw off All their infirmities as young men do Their aery upper garments These were the Effects of Cupids Shafts prodigious change I have not patience to behold 'em longer Exit They dance with Antique postures expressing Rurall Courtship SONG VVHat will it Death advance thy name Upon cold Rocks to waste a flame Or by mistake to throw Bright Torches into pits of Snow Thy rage is lost And thy old killing Frost With thy Arrows thou maist try To make the young or aged bleed But indeed Not compell one heart to die CHORUS O Love oh Death be it your fate Before you both repent too late to meet and trie Upon your selves your sad Artillerie So Death may make Love kind again Or cruell Death by Love be slain Enter six Gentlemen armed as in the field to fight three against three To them Death He strikes them with his Arrow and they preparing to charge meet one another and embrace They dance SONG CHange oh change your fatall bows Since neither knows The vertue of each others Darts Alas what will become of hearts If it prove A Death to Love We shall find Death will be cruell to be kind For when he shall to Armies fly Where men think blood too cheap to buy Themselves a name He reconciles them and deprives The valiant men of more then lives A Victory and Fame Whilst Love deceiv'd by these cold shafts in steed Of curing wounded hearts must kill indeed CHORUS Take pitty Gods some ease the world will find To give young Cupid eyes or strike Death blind Death should not then have his own will And Love by seeing men bleed leave off to kill Enter Chamberlin leading two Apes Ch. Oh yes oh yes oh yes All you that delight to be merry come see My brace of Court Apes for a need we be three I have left my old trade of up and down stairs And now live by leading my Apes unto Fairs Will you have any sport draw your money be quick sir And then come aloft Jack they shall shew you a trick sir Now am I in my Naturall Condition For I was born under a wandring Planet I durst no longer stay with my old Master For fear Cupid and Death be reconcil'd To their own Arrows and so renew with me Some precious acquaintance Enter Death He strikes the Chamberlin Ch. Oh my heart 'Twas Death I fear I am paid then with a vengeance My dear Apes do not leave me ha come neer What goodly shapes they have what lovely faces Ye Twins of beauty where were all those graces Obscur'd so long what Cloud did interpose I could not see before this Lip this Nose These eyes that do invite all hearts to wooe them Brighter then Stars Ladies are nothing to them Oh let me here pay down a Lovers duty Who is so mad to dote on Womans beauty Nature doth here her own complexion spread No borrow'd Ornaments of white and red These cheeks were no adulterate mixtures on them To make them blush as some do fie upon them Look what fair cheries on their Lips do grow Black cherries such as none of you can shew That boast your beauties let me kiss your a Enter a Satyr that strikes him on the shoulder and takes away his Apes What's that a shot i'th' shoulder too ha What will become of me now oh my Apes The Darlings of my heart are ravish'd from me He beckons and courts them back with passionate postures No not yet nor yet hard-hearted Apes I must despair for ever to enjoy them Despair that name puts me in mind He looks in his pocket and pulls out the halter 'Tis here VVelcome dear Legacy I see he was A Prophet that bestowed it how it fits me As well as if the Hangman had took measure 'Tis honour in some men to fight and die In their fair Ladies quarrel and shall I Be 'fraid to hang my self in such a cause Farewell my pretty Apes when Hemp is ti'd Drop tears apace and I am satisfi'd A Dance of the Satyre and Apes Upon the sudden a solemn Musick is heapd and Mercury seen descending upon a Cloud at whose approach the other creep in amazed In a part of the Scene within a Bower Nature discover'd sleeping Mer. Hence ye prophane and take your dwellings up Within some Cave that never saw the Sun Whose Beams grow pale and sick to look upon you This place be sacred to more noble Objects And see where Nature tir'd with her Complaints To Heaven for Death and Cupid's Tyranny Upon a bank of smiling Flowers lies sleeping