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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

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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