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A45225	Querer por solo querer To love only for love sake : a dramatick romance : represented at Aranjuez, before the King and Queen of Spain, to celebrate the birthday of that King, by the Meninas, which are a sett of ladies, in the nature of ladies of honour in that court, children in years, but higher in degree (being many of them daughters and heyres to grandees of Spain) than the ordinary ladies of honour, attending likewise that queen / written in Spanish by Don Antonio de Mendoza 1623 ; paraphrased in English, anno 1654 ; together with the Festivals of Aranwhez.; Querer por solo querer. English	Hurtado de Mendoza, Antonio, 1586-1644.; Fanshawe, Richard, Sir, 1608-1666.	1671 (1671)	Wing H3799; ESTC R19129	96,399	230

worth Aside I by her Fame drawn from Cicilia where The King my Father all those Nations fear As far as Nile 'mongst many to present My self one Trophy of her Beauty went True always always firm always in vain And when in highest tow'rings of my Flame In lowest stoops of humble Adoration Excess of Love with me was Moderation And wonders possible It so befel Fel. ' She Marry'd Capt. She Fel. What prou'd Capt. Invincible Fel. Conclude thy Story then and let her be In a good hour fair and at liberty Aside Capt. My Father sick'ned Noble Felisbrave And in a War where Love and Duty strave That which I sided with was overcome For with two Ships to visit him I come When five of that Armada meet with me New-wrecking Quicksands of the cruel Sea 'Gainst which receiving thousand wounds I strive That for their killing me I might forgive Their making me a Slave Thy Gen'ral comes To round thy Coasts He them again overcomes Chains them conducts them where the King may put Upon their Bellies his tryumphant Foot I Captive twice on peevish FORTUNES Frown Pretend not to establish a Renown For a Fool too may be unfortunate But if a King If by an Antidate Of early VIRTUE when years fifteen came Thou wrot'st Eternal If thou' rt like thy Fame If thou knowest Pity If admitt'st of Tears To supple thee Of Prayers to storm thy Ears Past Ages to incite thee History To make thee glorious to Posterity Offers to throw himself at the Feet of Felisbravo but he doth not permit him Or set me free or kill me instantly If it be possible a wretch can dye Fel. Rise gallant Youth and Courage new acquire Capt. My Soul bates to be gone proud to expire At so brave Feet Fel. Alas he swounds and mine Two tender Passions doth partake from thine Let in at several doors Love at my Ear Grief at my Eye Hoe General Gen. I am here Enter General Fel. New matter that thy virtue may not miss Save me this Slave from death and tell him this A King that knows how to be one commands Thee trust thy Life and Fortune in his hands Gen. He would not let his wounds be drest Fel. Ply serve him As thou would'st me and all the Gods preserve him The General carries him out upon his shoulders and Felisbravo remains alone What Circe in a moment hath purloyn'd The wonted peace and freedom of my Mind What War is this that lays soft batteries Unto a Soul inur'd to Victories What heav'nly Zelidaura is this same What new device of Love out of a Name To shoot so sweet a Poison O then I Less wounded Slave Thou ' lt leave me if thou dye Something t' envy in what thou dost deplore And in thy Story something to adore But though so great a Beauty force my Love And to suppress it against Nature prove I 'le be a better Prince than Lover Brave And hard therefore my Act Free be the Slave And if he live see Tartary whilst I Of Love of Sorrow and of Honour dye And let us bring in fashion 'twixt us both Justice in Rivalship in Absence Troth Enter General with a Picture Gen. He lies all weltring in his Blood and live He cannot This fair Picture he doth give For thee to keep And if he dye for Wife Prays thee to make a conquest of the Life To him he said and all the World but Thee Angelical Impossibilitie Fel. Reach it Return and let your care be more Gust yield to Reason then it was before Exit Tempt me not Love The Face I will not see Blind Argus if my Ears were scall'd by thee What second engine 'gainst my Eyes must move To burn my Heart to Cindars I in love I pangs I pulings I to be afraid My Faith cannot deserve my Vows perswade Tears from a Manly Face Sighs that shall find Themselves no more regarded than the Wind Oh! Why should Love such servile things enjoyn But why this Pride Does Beauty not enshrine A Deity Did it not GODS subdue Then let it tame a Man and let me view The lovely noble Feature and the bright Of this fair Shade Love is a less'ning flight When he doth vail his Plumes it 's such a thing As when an Eagle stoops upon the Wing Looks upon the Picture This Face all Soul is and so full of Life That Life and Beauty are in it at strife Which shall be more What Spirits What Spells too If in a little Card a Compass shew The Earth and lay it out in several In this a PENCIL hath Mapp'd Heav'n and all And Mapp'd it to the Life For on these Cheeks Looks upon it again and again Where white and red divinely intermix Aurora's hands hang snowing Iesamines Her Fingers bleeding Roses The MOON shines Bright in these Tresses where each Hair 's a Ray Two twinkling Stars Two speaking Rubies May Buds The MORN Blushes At one skip the Sun Gets up High NOON assoon as Day 's begun I 'l love I 'l dye O most unhappy man In love a Phoenix and in death a Swan Enter General Gen. The Captive Sir is something livelier Fel. How What doest thou say Gen. That he is better Fel. Now Aside Must he needs mend Good News And I would do thee Some good for bringing it Gen. Heav'n keep him to thee Fel. Love I shall crush thee yet as arrogant As false too as thou art As I am Man I may be staggered but as I 'm a KING Born for more Sov'raign Ends thou canst not throw me We should with sprawling of our Childish Arms The cruel Serpents of ALCIDES strangle We in the midst of all the SIRENS Charms Should the wise caution of ULISSES carry Let my desire be tam'd and not My Obligation be forgot I more provoking Envy's Sting As virtuous than as being a King The World admiring in my Pains Sober Madness and free Chains Exeunt Trumpets Enter the Queen Zelidaura her Head-dress full of Plumes Roselinda Lady of Honour to her Prince Claridoro and Train as in heat of Argument begun in the Tyring-Room Zel. My Will to me 's a Law If it appear Prepost'rous for a Woman Arms to bear Let it suffice I make the Precedent Since there be Men effeminately bent We Manly Women must that wrong undo For you see sometimes NATURE can lie too Claro Brave ZELIDAURA thy Heroick Mind Who does not wonder at Zel. Little inclin'd Always to sloath the Pride I have I place In a great Heart and not in a fair Face If on the Borders of my Land we have A Novelty so manifoldly brave A woing Warfare this INCHANTED QUEEN A Beauty the more sought the less 't is seen Nor of less difficulty to the Wit Than to the Sword shall I not step to see 't To see such Noble Action chiefly I Giving the frailty of my Sex the Lye Not that my Courage hath so much of heat As to thrust Prudence wholly from her seat So metled I

Dame that listens to her praise May be presum'd not to abhor The diff'rence then is very great For where there is most diffidence A Cause that can a hearing get Will pick an Eye of Hope from thence But Oh! the space Madam the space Betwixt his passion and relief Who suffers and restrains his Grief Nor open'd to the JUDGE his Case For once I will discover mine Not to perswade thee to incline The least but only let thee see What silence thou hast ow'd to me O how it sweeten would my pain Could my CAUSE hope but to be cast Out after formal sentence past In the fair Court of thy Disdain For though I have a Patience Which needs not this experiment Yet I would owe experience It self to being a Patient Cla. Henceforth thou shalt not to my face Tell me I would not hear thy CASE Nor me with thy dumb Passion twit For thou hast disinvelop'd it Him who his silence for respect Obtrudes upon my estimation For punishment I will direct To speak in nothing nor no fashion For if he persevere not mute I 'll tell him and I 'll smiling do 't What time his pain hath speechless been 'T was 'cause being small he bit it in Which if he now could do no more But LOVE brake ope his prison dore Though with dark-keeping he was mad He 's tame since he began to gad I make no diff'rence 'twixt a wrong And telling me thou do'st despair LOVE haulks at hope when in a Tongue He walks abroad to take the Air. If nourish hope thou ought'st not Thou Do'st thy self wrong as well as me Confiscating by speaking now The merit of thy Secrecie He that of honour understands Pain'd hath his cure in his own hands The glory of concealing it The smart of suff'ring it doth quit And FLORANTEO for the Truth Of thy Affection I should doubt it But that one thing confirm me doth That I desire to be without it Flo. My Errour did not think to be So much beholding unto Thee And faintly hop'd from thine own mouth The undeceiving of my Youth I better than I look'd for fare Though I presum'd to entertain Some thought that to compleat despair I might be help'd by thy disdain Be not so prodigal of scorns On me thy Rigours do not wast With such a deluge of good turns I may grow insolent at last And I to thee would owe no more Meaning to dye to pay this shot And set thee something on my score Cla. I hear thee and I hear thee not Flo. My death will bring some good to thee In ridding thee of me Cla. I doubt it Thy death will bring no good to me For I 'll be rid of thee without it Offers to go away Flo. Into the Garden comes a Knight Cla. Withdraw that I may see unseen Whether or no he doth acquit The promise of his Princely Meen Exit Florant●o Cla. No Man was born to be my Husband no Man Deserves a Love For as when this Man 's scorn'd His everlasting whining deafs a Woman So that grows sawcy if his Love 's return'd The best unjustly blames the worst of Fate Is it unjust to give to all their due He is a Man enough to merit Hate He loves me that 's unpardonable too Nor let fair Virgins murmur at their chance Of being entit'led to ill luck O dull Though frequently repeated Ignorance Is 't no good luck then to be beautiful For if to make us happy Men were able What needed more to make us miserable Enter Felisbravo Fel. A second ARGO fraighted With Fear and Avarice Between the Sea and Skies Hath penetrated To the new World unworn With the red footsteps of the snowy Morn Thirsty of Mines She comes rich back and the curl'd Rampire past Of watry Mountains cast Up by the winds Ungrateful shelf near home Gives her usurped Gold a silver Tomb. A devout PILGRIM who To forreign Temple bare Good pattern fervent prayre Spurr'd by a pious Vow Meas'ring so large a space That Earth lack'd Regions for his Plants to trace Joyful returns though poor And just by his aboad Falling into a Road Which Laws did ill secure Sees plunder'd by a Thief O happier Man than I for 't is his Life Conspicuous grows a TREE Which Wanton did appear First fondling of the Year With smiling Braverie And in his blooming pride The lower house of Flowers did deride When his silk Robes and fair His Youth 's imbellishing The Crownet of a Spring Narcissus of the Air Rough Boreas doth confound And with his Trophies strews the scorned ground Trusted to redious hope So many months the CORN Which now begins to turn Into a golden Crop The lusty Grapes which plump Are the last farewell of the Summers pomp How spatious spreads the VINE Nurs'd up with how much care She lives she thrives grows fair 'Bout her lov'd Elm doth twine Comes a cold Cloud and lays In one the Fabrick of so many days A silver RIVER SMALL In sweet Accents His Musick vents The warbling Virginal To which the merry Birds do sing Timed with stops of gold the chrystal string He steals by a green Wood With fugitive feet Gay jolly sweet Comes me a troubled Flood And scarcely one sand stays To be a witness of his golden days The SHIP' 's up weigh'd The PILGRIM made a Saint Next Spring recrowns the PLANT Winds raise the CORN was laid The Vine is prun'd The Rivulet new tun'd But in the Ill I have I 'm left alive only to dig my Grave Lost BEAUTY I will dye But I will thee recover And that I dye not instantly Shews me more perfect LOVER For my Soul gone before I live not now to live but to deplore Cla. This is he that was more stout Aside Fel. In these blind Paths I go To hunt my Foe Whom having once found out His Blood shall purge the soyl Of a short nap and an immortal spoyl Cla. Well believe 't the Man 's no Fool Nor a boist'rous Sword-man solie For Wisdom taught in Sorrow's School Is the Child of Melancholy Aside Fel. Am I a Prince or am I vile Am I a refined LOVER Am I stout yet all this while Not the PICTURE to recover Cla. Heav'n be juster then that he Have a Picture had of me Aside Fel. Fairest Madam well 't is seen I was ignorant indeed That durst wrong so bright a Queen Cla. Wrong'd he me in word or deed Aside Fel. Yet wise enough I am to know Losing my painted Mistress The unpainted one will after go Cla. Else she her self a STATUE is Aside Fel. A Voice Cla. He has me in his Ear Therefore will I my self unshroud And try his Wit too Knight Fel. Who 's there Claridiana shews her self What Heav'n what Sun breaks through a Cloud Cla. Though my presence All admit Thy presumption wants much Wit If before the ENTERPRIZE Be wholly finish'd thou suppose To pry into the Mysteries Which these inchanted Walls inclose To tame two Dragons

greater than his Love Another fault I cannot find A sweeter Man my Eyes ne're saw Here were a LOVER if his Mind One by his Face and Shape could draw If I have cost thee Love a pain Thou hast so rare an Art to hide Thee I conjure for my disdain Sufficiently be qualified She hears the footing of some-body People approach Mask'd with my fear In this same place again I 'll be To know news of him Love hold there I was about to say Of me Exit Enter Claridoro calling after her Claro Hear fair one thou a Man hast slain Yet fly not for it For besides that 't is in vain 'T will make the fact more horrid In vain for Flow'rs up-growing Where thou art going O ZELIDAURA see Each ROSE accuses and confesses Thee Through this dark Wood I shoot Where thy scorns lead And Pencil of the Mead Thy Milky Foot A Miracle doth show That the red Flowers should spring from the white Snow If thou' rt enraged to find My Murdress I declare My silence doth prepare To pacifie thy Mind But HEAVENS How is that possible Since when I tell my fear my Love I tell Felisbravo wakes and begins to speak to the Picture Fel. Can Can it be that I have slept Then let my sin my pennance be For all that while I have been kept Companion for a God from thee Misses the Picture Hah The Picture I had rather My self were lost O heav'nly Father He whom to wake that could not make Let him sleep and never wake In my Coffin I should blush Though I now dy'd of Grief and Love One Life would for offending thus But slender expiation prove If I dye my grief dies too If I would kill grief and all Death hath something else to doe Than to come when Wretches call If I dye in fine in vain Will a demi-cure be wrought Death that takes away my pain Cannot take away my fault Live then I and live my GRIEF Wander my surviving Ghost Stripped of her Solace chief Round about this treasure lost Let my Soul a stranger be To what e're of comfort tasts And my Body dying see Whilst long-lived sorrow lasts Ill on me is well bestow'd I have deserv'd so cross a fate Whose misfortune most is show'd In that I once was fortunate Claro What does he prole about for here Fel. 'T is stoln from me my Anger grow This Man hath stoln it Cavalier I 'm one the WORLD I 'd have you know Hath bourn so great that though in jest I cannot any wrong digest And by none else to be dismay'd Of my own name I am afraid Never did I my whole Life long With RAUNTS you understand Give to a Braggadocia Tongue The office of the Hand Therefore in courteous sort I pray Deliver the Sun back Claro What means the Man Fel. My Soul I say Which I too long do lack Claro Is he not mad Fel. Think not to put me off By putting strangeness on with it in one Pencil restore a thousand rays a thousand Suns in one Picture Claro Yet I cannot reach him Fel. Restore it or I vow to JOVE th' art dead Claro I neither know your meaning neither fear Nor esteem you For let me tell you Rifaloro wakes and gets upon his feet in a grant fright Rif. What clattering 's this Fel. Not understand me little Know'st thou whom thou offend'st Claro Thou know'st me little Rifaloro draws and puts himself on the side of Claridoro Rif. Do tame that Colt Fel. Thou do'st misken me doubtless Rif. No no but to help one a Medicine try'd Clap a hot Coward to the other side Fel. No fooling my chaf'd fury shall consume him Once I have sworn Claro And if my honest word Thou wilt not take I pawn thee here my Sword They fight when suddenly let there be a noise within many Inventions are shot off and all that may move horrour and admiration Trumpets and Drums loftily But what is this Fel. What horrour ' less Heav'n falls Th' Inchantment is dissolving or these Walls The same The noise continues sound Trumpets with much harmony and clash of War Enter the General and let a Draw-bridge fall from aloft parting Felisbravo and Claridoro and within let there appear a stair-case by which the Prince Floranteo is to descend richly clad and with him the Gyants and let many horrible shapes be seen And enter Zelidaura like a Shepherdess and with her Roselinda in the same habit Ros. The Adventure is try'd doubtless by some Knight Zel. Hide me rough Bark while I enjoy this sight But he that comes to try it is the same That wore my Picture O fair Knighthoods shame One Woman pictur'd and another sought That thou a Traytor art is thy own fault But wert thou an ungrateful one 't were mine Let all the stair-case be coverd with Arms and Appurtenances of War and the covering and floor covered therewith and let there fally out of the mouth of a Serpent a black Gyant armed with a Club and spitting fire Gen. The matter Rifaloro Rif. Do thou divine I cannot now the while I do fear so Fear with me and hereafter we shall know Floranteo puts himself between the two Adventures Flo. Generous KNIGHTS ambitious of the honour To interweave LAUREL with OAK and twist MARS with APOLLO From this dazling wonder From this fair Prodigie from this now truth But a Romance to succeeding Ages This general Loadstone BABEL that threats HEAV'N A great ill Neighbour with fantastick Towers Your coming hath proceeded Hear what it promises what it contains To what it binds what it observes what teaches Laeomedon the Glory of these Provinces Wise learned valiant in ARABIA was The last of all her Kings whose Magick Voice Which silenc'd Circe's and Medea's Charms Bridle of Sea and Winds gave the Stars Laws A Daughter had he Natures Master-piece Who might boast verify'd in her perfections All that base FLAT'RY LYES so without Art Handsome that her unaided Beauty chides The lyes and dims the truths of Rose and Snow Her crown'd with Roses and pale Iesamines A MAIDEN QUEEN twelve flow'ry SPRINGS being there Out flourish'd by her Beauty the sole Heir Of her Sires REALM and FAME and that so sole That she stands fair for sole Executrix To the ARABIAN PHOENIX He judging Beauty fit to be an EMPRESSE But an ELECTRESSE not as having given So frequent cause of sorrow and disgrace To the unhappy Boasters of a face To all the NOBLES of this Land presents And in her hearing uses this plain Language One foot now in the grave Love and Ambition Will from the spatious Universe hereafter Draw many Suitors to my Crown and Daughter I will not that endanger'd by the SYREN Of cruel Flattery which sings in Rocks T' intrap the wariest Ears a false supplant Or soft heart counsel her Misfortune dark'ning The splendour of her Beauty and instead Of chusing a WISE Husband and a VALIANT Her Eye perhaps swaying her to a

nor Pen To make thee live with Men And let thy Name if it in FANES they kerve For scorn for pity nor for pattern serve In thee just jealousie move A thousand ways Another Less lovely less a Lover So short let thy sweets prove That thy felicity May be an inch to measure BEAUTY by This who thy Wife to be Seeks by supplanting Me Maist thou love her like those that foul ones chuse May she love thee as courted fair ones use And if she prove a Bane In being immortal let it seem my pain If ye shall disagree Live to Eternitie If ye love live a year An hour if fondly dear But do not live a jot And let a Faulchion cut your NUPTIAL Knot Enter Rifaloro trembling Rif. O that in fooling tune I were But I am not in tune to fool By HERCULES I have a fear Withall my strength I cannot rule And if Rewards for fear were set I those from all the World should get They say 't is ZELIDAURA'S Grace Whom I call'd Mad-cap to her face So now must I expect the pay Of those who Truths to Great-Ones say Give me Madam I recoil Offers to approach her and dares not Thy Feet No Zel. The Servant vile He for that Lye shall feel my Thunder But If a King could lye what wonder Rif. A Devil Angeliz'd is shee I tremble like an Aspine Tree Each joint's a leaf Zel. What makes this Rascal stay Sees him Oh! Is he there Rif. Give Give me I say Zel. I 'll give thee Death Impostor Traitor Lifts up her hand as if to strike him Rif. Hold Thunderbolt of Lillies Zel. Traitor How is thy Master call'd Rif. Things seem And are not Man's Life is a dream Zel. His Name Rif. A Servant is all Ear and sight Zel. I 'll have his Name Rif. And reason good PERSIANO I 'm not understood Zel. Villain His Name Rif. I say the same DON PERSIANO is his Name Zel. Thou triflest with thy Life Confess Offers at him with a Dagger Or Rif. Hold then Zel. His true Name express Rif. PER SI A NO Angel stay Playing with Hands is the Clowns play In Cypher is his true Name writ And I have lost the Key of it Falls on his knees Weary not thy self QUEEN mine Racks shall not force it from this Brest For though to Iesting I incline I ne're thought Knavery a good Jest. Zel. A Rogue on Honours points to stand In thee it is a sauciness 'T is well I knew it before hand And yet withal I must confess This Servant with the Soul he hath Might teach his Master to keep Faith What a foul shame ' t is Rif. By the Gods Those Sages who do boast such odds Of all the World shall find We Fools Are most considerable Tools Zel. The ill-deserved Name to ME Of FELISBRAVE is known already Who of Arabia is gone to be The petty King and the Gallant unsteddy He Travail'd with CLARIDIANE Follow him thou this Royal Hand With servile Blood I scorn to stain And let thy Master understand Though he pretend t' invincible that I Will make him for my trampled footstool lye A Woman in Revenge a Soveraign In Courage and a MISTRESSE in Disdain Rif. With CLARIDIANE by JOVE Did he go Zel. I think thou 'rt glad Rif. Have I not cause if he can love A pair of Queens and make them both run Mad The Spanish fashion hath my Vote In Mistresses though not in Diet One goes but dully down the Throte Six in a Dish the modern Riot Zel. If thy Doctrine Knave Men follow They had need of a great swallow Rif. Two at a clap why now he 's somebody He ' as laid already the trunk-breeches by One was the stint of old our Fare now mends To thy Twin-Sister hast thou no Commends Zel. Away like Light'ning tell them their Fate comes SCORN clears the Ways and ANGER beats my Drums Rif. This Queen knows how her Poast to chuse That sends a Fool with an ill News Exeunt Trumpets and Drums Sound a March and Enter Felisbravo General and Claridiana Armed and People as an Army Marching Cla. This is ARABIA Fel. You Adamant Wall With its proud Tow'rs at thy kiss'd Feet shall fall For so resolv'd though slender are thy Bands To Ammunition they will turn these Sands Gen. A flying Squadron meets us on the Border In a loose way without all Martial Order It looks like Peace Fel. To overcome procure In Traitors looks no signs of Peace are sure Trumpets and Drums and Enter Floranteo with People Flo. Thy warlike Preparations QUEEN suspend Gay Purple button clasp not glitt'ring Steel Since now the People neither Wall defend Nor with Usurping Grasp the SCEPTER feel Enter thy lofty PALACE Roof'd with Gold Thy little-spoil'd though much profan'd ABODES Chuse where thou lik'st and in calm Peace grow old 'T is ill Rebelling against Kings or Gods Not to disturb it FLORANTEO came But thy disturbed Kingdom to recover To kiss thy hand as of his Soveraign Dame Not challenge it as thy presumptuous Lover Cla. Rise and be second to thy thankful Queen Flo. Wear this Gold-Crown first wreath'd with Laurel-green And Olive which thy Birth and Virtue give Live long our QUEEN All. CLARIDIANA live Enter Rifaloro with a Poast-whip in his hand Rif. Rare Post-horses in less than half an hour To bring me hither from TARTARIA My own Barbs lay'd would have conveigh'd me slower Nor could I have come sooner in a Play The Woman is a Harpie O! that I Were one of your Wind-mongers that Cry News To relate mine with strange Romancery But I have no Alliance with those Iews Here are Soldiers That is hee Sir your Foot and take my Knee Fel. These Armes my RIFALORO Where hast been What hast thou done since thou by me wert seen Rif. The Story 's long Some other tell it Thee Who hath no Wit to spoil his Memorie Rowse Sir with thicker Steel your Breast immure Nor FELISBRAVO nor ARABIA now Nor the spectator World can be secure From ZELIDAURA who because that thou Deny'st to her thy Name and she 's alarm'd With your joint-journey comes with Terrours Arm'd Fel. Thou Slave it seems made of the coursest Clay A Secret so important didst betray But I 'm right serv'd Rif. This 't is now to know any Secret of one who tells it unto many Fel. This 't is when Kings consort themselves with Grooms Rif. Help Masters or if not Might Right o'recomes Gen. What is the matter Rif. Nothing but the King Pays Honesty her Wages A fine thing It is to look on a rare decking sure For a Rich Man but 't will undo a poor And be suspected too So counterfet Seems the best Iewell when 't is meanly set All I have gain'd by being true was There A Iayl a Dagger at my Bosome Here This which you see 'T is time to rest say I And cast safe Anchor upon Knavery Fel. In what a leaking Butt Have I my Secret put No angry

Fair One No Not of thy Blade My Life but of thy Doubt my Love 's afraid Rif. Thus do good Actions shine Is this the Meed To faithful silence is decreed This of being an honest Man Is a lean Office with Fees none It will not keep a Gentleman Without some other good Means of his own The Foe in Reason cannot far off be For ZELIDAURA Marches furiouslie Cla. Come all TARTARIA with her here she stands Will welcome Her more Valiant and less vain That barb'rous Warriouress shall of these Hands The Trophy be the scorn and the disdain Our Self is General Gen. Great ATLAS quakes A trepidation of the Spheres it makes To hear that sound from thee who in these Wars Wilt Muster Flow'rs and Lead an Host of Stars Fel. I 'll view their Camp and compt the Enemy Cla. Such a SPY is quickly spy'd I tear thy danger Fel. 'T was Wisdom put out POLYPHEMO'S Eye That Mountain of swoln Pride Come RIFALORO by thy Masters side Rif. I fear thy Anger Thou tell'st it in this AUDIENCE would'st go hid Points to the Spectators They tell it ZELIDAURA Then I 'm chid Gen. What AUDIENCE The Man dreams I go with thee Rif. Yes Let my Fellow go and I will be Thy LEIDGER here Flo Sir let me beg the Honour Fel. By no means FLORANTEO Wait upon her Fair Majesty Fear is to me unknown And mine 's a Business best perform'd alone Aside Cla. I think no less and hide my fear in vain Under the silence of my Virgin shame Fel. 'T is Fear makes Mortals peep through their disguise Unseen we 'll thrid Our Person through their Eyes Come RIFALORE Rif. Not I one of course Earth Consort with KINGS A Slave of Dunghil Birth I renounce Honesty I pray your Grace Chuse a new Fool and tye that to the PLACE Cla. Less of the LOVER than the BRAVE it shows Thy self to such wild dangers to expose Let common Soldiers hazzard in this kind VALOUR within due bounds should be confin'd Fel. If known I would not fear an Hoast of Men Though Arm'd with Fire and Horrour March on then Dangers I court and all that Dangers brings For Bullets bear a Reverence to Kings Trumpets A March Exeunt Sound Trumpets and Drums and Enter Zelidaura Claridoro Roselinda and Soldiers Zel. Now CLARIDORO on Arabian Mould We tread and have the Enemy in view Claro Since so much Beauty fights thy Cause be bould To write I CAME WAS SEEN AND DID SUBDUE Zel. Not Love but Honour made me March thus far A Queen's it is and not a Woman's War If I o'recome I 'll scorn them as I live Two Victories to Conquer and Forgive On ground that 's hard 't is easie ground to win But feet which tread upon the soft sink in Claro THE CAUSE I never ZELIDAURA scann'd It must be good which thou dost take in hand And doubt the Conquest where thou present art No more than whether I should take thy part Whose Services are Debts to thee and when Thou lett'st me pay thee one that one grows ten Thy heav'nly force is unto me so known That though great MARS in SOL's bright Armour shone I' th' adverse Camp I should not fear the day For BEAUTY stole one's Sword the other 's Ray. But for thy pardon That may spared be What greater Death than to be scorn'd by thee Enter a Captain bringing Felisbravo in the Habit of a Countrey Boor or Clown Capt. Madam This Clown who seems a SPY I bring before thy Majesty That thou from him maist draw and know The Strength and Posture of the FOE Zel. Whom see I Is 't not FELISBRAVE 'T is Anger and not Love did grave His Visage here and my Revenge's Eyes Have pick'd him out of his obscure Disguise Ros. A SPY thou well might'st think him feel He hath his Cassock lin'd with Steel A GENTLEMAN at least by this Zel. No no a Clown I 'm sure he is Speak for thy self art thou not one Fel. A Clown in my Attire alone Zel. In one thing more 'twixt me and you Thou sleep'st to One and wak'st to Two Fel. Me does your Worship know Zel. At last For there is a distance vast Betwixt a CLOWN'S Tongue and his Mind And his Faith is hard to find Fel. Dissembling words and little faith Boast they COURTLY Vices are Nothing more CLOWNISH is than wrath And Revenge that none will spare Wade not in doubts too far th' effect Of which is bitterness and rue For let me tell you to suspect Is a kind of sleeping too Do not wake JEALOUS For indeed 'T is courteous baseness and no other Nor borrow of thy Clownish Weed The MALICE that is us'd to cover He never fled who wheels about And He who born for higher Ends Did best when he lay under doubt Gallantly his Faith defends And He whose worth in ev'ry thing In this I will appeal to LAURA Proclaims him not a perfect King Deserves not to love ZELIDAURA Zel. CLOWN or SPY or what thou wilt Think not t' appease me thou art able For justifying a known Guilt With Women is impardonable Aloud Tell me Lab'ring-Man how strong Is CLARIDIANA Fel. Hear Aside Heavens how it thunders Vengeance from her Tongue Yet still 't is Musick to my Ear. Aloud ARABIA being reduc'd to her obedience She hath two Armys of old Soldiers Beat to the Trade of WAR valiant and disciplin'd In suff'ring noble and in acting bold The GODDESSE-QUEEN whose Beauty doth eclipse The brightest lustre of the mid-day Sun Comes for the GENERAL and in her alone is NARCISSUS joyn'd with SOL MARS with ADONIS From a Sphere crown'd with plumes like Summers Clouds When the Day feels a Light'ning before Death Or Gardens in the Air Arm'd with a heav'nly Anger she discovers In THETIS Body great ACHILLES's Soul Her Sword cuts more than all those of her Army Her Beauty more victorious then her Sword For where 's the life so sure that Love can pick No hole in it which would not soon surrender It self into her hands without more strife To sue out a new grant to be a life With gallant grace she traverses the Field Upon a Horse that pays the vanity Infus'd into the Bruit by his fair Burthen With mettle and with motion that keeps time His swiftness calls him DART his striking fire A THUNDER-BOLT his colour and his gate Majestick SWAN Like a SHIP under sail Tossing the foam up proudly he doth go With Plumes for Streamers ARGOSIE of Snow Zel. With great LATONA'S Off spring do not brag Least thou be turn'd t' a weeping stone Say 't is a fine fore-handed Nag That hath his paces every one And lacks to do a thousand pranks Only to have been foal'd on BETIS Banks Here 's trapping out a Horse withal my heart Why 't would make one his Bridle break SNOW SHIP SWAN STREAMERS THUNDERBOLT and DART Troth go but one step more and make him speak A Description call'st thou this In blank Verse of all

four lame With equal Tropes and Emphasis To Cry a Beast up and a Dame Fel. Her BEAUTY then she brings along And that 's ten thousand Graces strong Zel. Flat jealousie in my Face hurl'd The greatest Clown'ry this i' th' World If that I brought I by did throw Shall I catch this he throws me No Let CLARIDIANA come With her her BEAUTY and her FELISBRAVE In ev'ry thing I 'll her o'recome Ev'n in this too that less of vain I 'll have Back FELISBRAVO put into each Troop As much of Courage as I hope to quail To whom thy Fear and not thy Love shall stoop And I by Force not Beauty will prevail Thou art my Pris'ner foolish Man Conquer'd by putting this shape an But 't is not thou shalt pay me 'T is my boast To pay my self that which to me thou ow'st Fight well to day Since thou dost love CLARIDIANE Let not Twain Thee reprove One Woman call thee Coward t' other Twit thee with perfidious LOVER But this I 'll say had I lov'd thee Thou would'st not thus have used mee Nor durst have acted such a valiant Sin As unto Me UNGRATEFUL to have bin Fel. Madam how high an obligation This lays on me and on my passion A Servant now that takes no Wages of thee But LOVES THEE why only to love thee In the hearing of the rest Hear me ZELIDAURA Zel. Turn This Fellow back to his own Camp And with my glitt'ring Bands though these Woods burn Though on these plains my numbers strike a damp Tell FELISBRAVO CLARIDORE and I Without or MARS or SOL their Pow'rs defie Aside Fel. Ev'n her Anger O! how sweet I hope my self yet at her Feet To prostrate Victory But no To Her Her Eyes will snatch it first I go Set thy People in Array Zel. This CLARIDORO is thy day Claro Where thou art all things must go well Zel. Sound an Alarum Fel. Tole my Knell Trumpets a little Exeunt Enter General with his Sword drawn Gen. Bloody perdition tyrannizing yoake Grim War that strewd'st with Carcases the way To th' first Injustice which free Mortals broke And Iron Scepter plac'd in hand of Clay Barbarous Trade so murmur'd at in vain To spur the fiery Coursers of pale Death As if Time flagg'd as if to be humane Were not Disease enough to stop our Breath But though thou WAR art dire art full of dread There is a Feud more dire more dreadful far When BEAUTY's bloody Flag hang'd out and spread In Virgins Cheeks proclaims a scornful War Love let me rather be a rough-hand's Prize Than the soft Captive of insulting Eyes Enter Rifaloro with his Sword drawn Rif. They March to shock these Girls some small Wit now Would Lids of Marchpane call Caesars of Snow Gen. Why Rifaloro Went'st not with Him Thou 'T is not well done to fail thy Duty so To jest out faults is an uncomely thing Rif. Can I that from the Trojan BRUTUS spring That vaunt great Blood I have much Blood I spill Be wanting to the Huff to the Punctil Of Honour Being of the Mountains too In which the HECULESSES always grew Gen. Art thou a BRITTON then Rif. So brags each one That would write Gentleman when he is none This day shall set the King high on my score For such an honest Man is RIFALORE So faithful to his Master that a Trim Map of Misfortune might be made of him And see the fate which still attends upon it The scurvy Poet giving each a SONNET Leaves only me without But by the faith Of a MAHUMETAN since thus he hath Provok'd me to 't upon his skirts I 'll sit Damme all his Matter 'cause in Verse 't is writ And in defiance of the TRIPLE THREE Promote a Law importing that to bee Or not to be a POET shall suffice To prove past doubt one is not or is wise Gen. Stand RIFALORO to thy Arms The Drums Do beat a Charge and FELISBRAVO comes Rif. St. whom invoke they Gen. MARS the God of Wars Rif. St. GEORGE for Vs the Garter'd English MARS Exeunt Enter Marching at one Door Claridiana as with an Army Drums and Files and her self in the Reare with a Truncheon and Felisbravo by her side At the other Door Zelidaura in like manner with Claridoro before her all Armed Cla Valiant ARABIANS let these barb'rous Troops Men built to serve their bending Foreheads yield As with a fierce South Wind an Army stoops Of drowsie Poppies in a barren field Zel. Food for your Steel brave Sons of Tartarie Let these so●t Peasants of Arabia be For ill can brook the glitt'ring of a Sword A Countrey only famous for a Bird. Cla. In our contention now not Mars But CUPID is the God of Wars And turn'd to tears thy proud disdain Puts Love in Arms makes HEAV'N complain If thy coming be to wring From me the famous Persian King Though I do love him I esteem From thee t' have got him more than him For 'mongst my Glories I less prize My Conquest than thy HUE and CRYES Zel. To pull this fickle Prince from thee Is Honour and not Love in me For with so false a Lover know I 'll part at all times to a Foe To give to him no hand I bring But feet on both your necks to print For in my greatest Conquering And utmost of tryumphing in 't Having first punish'd his Inconstancie For more Revenge I 'll after give him Thee Offers to Charge and Felisbravo throws himself at her Feet Fel. ZELIDAURA hold thy Hand Conquer not twice a Man unmann'd She needs not Weapons that is fair He needs not Death who hath despair Already of thy generous Feet I kiss the yoak In the most sweet And glorious Cause of LOVE let my life owe To me the divine choice to lose it so Zel. Rise hence begone I will not have thee dye At thy Election nor in Courtesie But by my Fauchion Not like FELISBRAVE Not my devoted but my conquer'd Slave Cla. Stay Traitor where thou art Reveng'd I 'll be Both on the proud and on the humble THEE I 'll conquer and forget and both your Hearts Transfixt with other than with am'rous Darts Under my vext feet trample Rif. Well plaid Girls Mastiffs of Ivory Dragons of Pearls Fel. I 'll have no Battail Cla. The whole Earth a Lake Of Blood and Scene of Horrour I will make Rif. O how Sir Poll my Grandsire would cry 'S Bears Kings and Queens seen together by the Ears Well there 's no flinching now my strengths I summon To see the last Man born and the last Woman Zel. Sound Sound a Charge Cla. Lock with the Foe Fel. Hold Claro Charge them home But the Heav'ns loe Rash the Clouds open Rif. Monsieur JOVE Throws thund'ring 'twixt them his steel Glove Sound Drums and Trumpets and let Mars pass over the Stage in a Chariot drawn with Lyons having in his hand a fiery Lance. Mars CLARIDIANA second Phoenix of Arabia and thou Tartarian QUEEN In whom alone