Whore and with less sin To your present Lust than Queen to your injustice I 'll tell your Grace so Dear I hold the Queen I 'd first take me for my Love a Moor One of your Gally-Slaves that cold and hunger Decripit misery had made a mock Man Than be your Queen Fr. You are bravely resolute Ev. I had rather be a Leper and be shunn'd And dye by pieces rot into my Grave And leave no memory behind to know me Than be a high Whore to eternity Fr. Now my Sorano where 's that Resolution On which I fondly thought to build my Love Behold that frown each look each word she speaks At once inflame and check my strong desires I 'm like a wretched Slave half starv'd to Death That has within his view a goodly Feast Yet dares not with one Morsel save his Life Sor. I know not what to think some other gamester Holds her in play she durst not slight you else Fr. I 'll find him out tho' he lye next her heart Too cruel Maid will nothing win your Love Brought you those Excellencies to the World To lock 'em in a Case or hang 'em by you The use is all Nature bestow'd 'em sor Ev. But how to use 'em right will be the hazard What 's Beauty with a lame decripit Soul Honour and Riches with a guilty Conscience A poor unhappy Orphan this Lord found me When I had nothing I could call my own But a variety of misery And with a tender hand reliev'd my wants Preserr'd me to your Noble Ladies Service Now my most Gracious Queen where I have learn't And daily fed upon her vertuous precepts Still growing strong by example of her goodness And shall I now dare once but think to wrong her To violate the chast Joys of her Bed Then farewel Vertue and all truth in Woman You may find time out in Eternity Deceit and Violence in heavenly Justice Life in the Grave and Death among the blessed Sooner than tempt me to your vain illusions Exit Fr. She 's gone and flew like swiftest Lightning from me But left a sting behind her as she went Shall I that broke all bars that cou'd oppose me In my pursuit of large imperial power And in a Purple torrent swam to Empire Bear any opposition in my Love I must Sorano Frederick must enjoy her Tho' she turns fury in my circling Arms And breaths forth in her Kisses swift destruction Sor. Strive for the present to compose your self And with fair Signs of Love receive Valerio Tho' you have mark't him down for death smile on him Fr. Yes my Sorano the proud Slave must dye For I remember in my Father's time Who bred him with his Sons one Table sed One Tutor taught and one Purse still supply'd us How he in scorn would laugh at my slow progress â—…th ' Exercises he grew Master of Outrivalling my best performances For which I then did envy and still hate him Besides he grows too popular and looks With a suspicious Eye upon my greatness Sor. Think him my Lord and curst Alphonso nothing Whom tho distracted still the People love Death waits my pleasure and stands ready for ' em Enter Alphonso with Priuli and 2 or 3 Courtiers more Alph. You say true my Lord Jason was the man but what are the times to us they 'll burst and stink when once they are swoln with Surfeits stink so abominably that all the world shall smell ' em Pr. What saith my Lord Alph. I say 't is possible for poor men to offend and great forgive but it must not be in the Dog-days Was you ever in Love 1. Cour. Yes my good Lord. Alph. If you have a strong faith then you may be saved but you must first learn to ravish twenty or thirty coy Wenches in a morning tho here they are so willing 't is a complement for Sir you may be a Bawd and yet counted an honest man Fr. How do you Brother Alph. Well I thank you sound in body and in my right wits tho some hold there 's a great difference between a high born Princess and a Cow-keepers Daughter but of this you may consult your Council Fr. Trust me it makes me weep to see you thus Al. I would bear you Company but the world goes on so merrily I can't find in my heart ha ha ha Do you see that old Lord there he lost his wits for want of preferment but bush you 'll tell the King Your pardon my Lord I did not see you Sor. My Lord Alphonso Alph. Wipe your mouth before you speak my Lord you 'll spoil your Speech else A warlike Shout within The Scene draws and discovers a Royal Throne on which the King places himself then Valerio enters in a Triumphal wanner being ushered in with a Song Fr. Rise to my arms Valerio And as a just Reward of all thy Labours Accept my Love and to confirm that Love Ask what thou wilt thou shalt not ask in vain Instruct thy King teach him what he must do To show how much be loves such early vertue Val. Low on my Knees I thank my royal Master And may I be most infamously wretched When I forget my Duty to my King Thus then encourag'd I dare boldly ask Not as a just Reward to crown my labours For know Sir 't is a gift above all merit Were I as great as ever Caesar was Like Pompey just or Alexander valiant Were all th' exalted Vertues of mankind Blended together to inform one Soul Were that Soul plac'd in a majestick body Blest with an everlasting youth and beauty Yet would Evanthe far exceed that wonder And her your Soldier asks for on his knees Joyn you our hands my Lord as Love has joyn'd our hearts Fr. Ha my Sorano dost thou hear the Traitor Val. Evanthe sent Valerio to the field For her I suffer'd all the toils of War Summer Fateigues and tedious Winter Colds Evanthe led the Soldier forth to fight Evanthe gave the word of battle fought Conquer'd and here she comes to crown my Triumph Enter Evanthe Evan. And here she comes to die within these Arms If Fate has not ordain'd she should live there Val. Live and breed wonders for succeeding ages Be like a never emptied spring of joys Sweeter than life lovely as spotless honour Here let me press thee in the arms of Love Close to my breast to which thou art far dearer Than my own heart that sallies forth to meet thee Evan. VVhat shall I say to answer all thy kindness I love like thee but have no time to talk But fly to view the mansion of my bliss Where my blest ears so often have been fed VVith the soft notes of kind indulgent love My busy eyes in haste survey thee round For fear I should be torn for ever from thee Before they have renew'd their old acquaintance Val. For fear thou should'st be torn for ever from me Life cannot part and Death shall ne're divide
us So well Valerio loves thee O Evanthe That to be thine for one short month I 'd give My present fortune hopes of future greatness That scene of joys which I still hope to find Lasting as age in my Evanthe's arms The Sun may move and change the face of Nature VVe 'll know no change but blest in one another Eternal love and never fading pleasures Shall fill the course of each revolving year Fr. Guards separate those two Val. VVhat means your Highness Fr. To interrupt you Sir lest you should surfeit And lose your self in your imagin'd bliss Thou rash presumptious Fool that art so prodigal Of love and service but much more of thy life Val. I was Sir once when in the face of Death I fought the Cause of an ungrateful Master What have I done Sir to deserve your anger If it be error to desire to marry And marry her that Sanctity would dote on I have done amiss if it be a Treason To graft my Soul to Vertue and to grow there To love the Tree that bears such happiness Nay to desire to taste too I am a Traitor Had you but Plants enough of this blest Tree Set round about your Court to beautify it Deaths twice as many to dismay th' Approachers The ground would scarce yeild Graves to noble Lovers Pis aside to Al. This goes as we could wish for now Valerio Enrag'd at Frederick's unjust Refusal Will with more ease be won to our Desires Love and Revenge have made him ours already Al. Love and Revenge will those two powerful Ministers Prevail with him that 's deaf to Honours call Can he who has with Resolution born On his Sword 's point the Quarrel of a Nation Yeild up his Life so tamely for a Woman Howe're I 'll take him when his manlier Vertues Sit o're his Soul and bring him home to honour Val. As for my Life I 've hitherto preserv'd it And wear it now only to do you service How I have serv'd you Sir these here can witness I have some wounds too may plead strongly for me But since you have deny'd my first Request All other Offers tho it was your Crown Bright as it is I wou'd with scorn look down on Fr. 'T is well maintain'd Just now I think you wishâ— So much you dote upon your own undoing But for one month t' enjoy her as your VVife Tho at th'expiring of that time you die for it Val. I could wish many ages Sir To grow as old as Time in her Embraces If Heaven wou'd grant it and you-smile upon it But if my Choice were two hours and then perish I wou'd not pull my Heart back Fr. You have your wish Immediately I 'll see you nobly married Your time take out in all content and pleasure But when that time 's expir'd you must die for it Kneel not not all your Prayers can divert me 'T is true immediate Death should be your doom But you have done some service that pleads for you Now mark your Sentence mark it scornful Lady If when Valerio's dead within twelve hours For that 's your latest time you find not out Another Husband on the same condition To marry you again you die your self too Ev. Now you are merciful I thank your Grace Fr. If when y' are married you but seek t' escape Out of the Kingdom you or she or both Or to infect mens minds with hot Commotions You die both instantly will you love me now Lady My Tale will now be heard but now I scorn you Exit cum Sur. Ev. Is our fair Love our honest and entire Come to this hazard Val. 'T is a noble one Envy could not have studied me a way Nor Fortune pointed out a Path to Honour Straighter and nobler if she had her Eyes VVhen I have once enjoy'd my sweet Evanthe And blest my Youth with her most dear Embraces I have done my Journey here my Day is out All that the world has else is foolery Labour and loss of time what should I live for Think but Man's life a month and we are happy A Paradice as thou art my Evanthe Is only made to wonder at a little Enough for humane Eyes and then to wander from Come grudge not my felicity Ev. I 'll to the Queen his Mother Val. Do any thing that 's honest But if you sue to him in death I hate you Ex. Ev. Friends we must have a Masque I think Camillo You are a Poet pray let me beg this courtesie Cam. I 'm glad to see you merry Sir Val. Twou'd make you merry had you such a VVife And such an age t' enjoy her in Men. An age Sir Val. Is' t not age to him that is contented What should I seek for more such Youth and Beauty Cl. We confess you happy but on what Price my Lord Val. 'T were nothing else No Man can ever come to aim at Heaven But through the knowledge of an Hell Who would live long Who would be old 't is such a weariness Such a disease it hangs like Lead upon us As it increases so vexations Griefs of the Mind Pains of the feeble Body Rheums Coughs Catarrhs we are but our living Coffins Besides the fair Soul 's old too it grows covetous Which shows all Honour is departed from us And we are Earth again Cl. You make fair use Sir Val. I would not live to learn to lye Cleanthes For all the world old men are prone to that too Thou that hast been a Soldier Menallo Adopted thy brave Arm the Heir to Victory Would'st thou live so long till thy strength forsook thee Till thou grew'st only a long tedious Story Of what thou hast been till thy Sword hung by And lazy Spiders fill'd the Hilt with Cobwebs Men. No sure I wou'd not Val. 'T is not fit thou shou'd'st To dye a Young man is to be an Angel Our great good parts put Wings upon our Souls They stay sure come I hear the Musick call us Exit with Camillo Men. We will attend you Marriage and Hanging go by Destiny 't is the old Proverb now they come together here comes the Ld. Alphonso how happy had we been if he had reign'd Enter Alphonso Al. Tho he is hasty and his Anger Death His Will like Torrents not to be resisted Yet Law and Justice go along to guide him And what Law or what Justice can he find To justifie his Will Cl. He seems concern'd Men. One of his melancholy Fits that ne're last long Alp. Yet after all Death is unwelcome never Unless it be to tortur'd and sick Souls That make their own Hells here on Earth The poor Slave that lies private has his Liberty As amply as his Master in the Grave The Earth as light upon him and the Flowers That grow about him smell as sweet and flourish But whensoever it comes crown'd with Honour When Memory and Vertue are our Mourners What pleasures shall we then find in the Grave Cl. How does your
Ev. You think it fit then Mortified Cassandra That I shou'd be a Whore Cass If every woman that upon necessity Did a good turn were term'd a Whore Who wou'd be honest Your Lords life and your own are now in hazard Two precious lives may be redeem'd with nothing That we call lust that Maidens loose their same for But a Compell'd necessity of honour Fair as the day and clear as innocence Upon my life and conscience a direct way Ev. To be a Devil Cass 'T is a kind of rape too That keeps you clear for where the will 's compell'd Tho' you yield up your body you are safe still Ev. Thou art grown a learned Bawd I ever look't Thy great sufficiency wou'd break out Cass You may You that are young and fair from us old Creatures But you must know my years e're you be wise And my experience too Say the King lov'd ye Do you think Princes favours are such trifles To fling away when you please there are young Ladies Both fair and honourable that wou'd leap to reach ' em Ev. They are the wiser for it but canst thou tell me Tho' he be a King whether he be sound or no I wou'd not give my youth up to infection Cass As sound as honour ought to be I think Ev. But when I have lain with him what am I then Cass What are you why the same you are now a woman A vertuous woman and a noble woman Touching at what is noble you become so Had Lucreece e're been thought of but for Tarquin She was before a Simple unknown woman When she was ravish't she was a reverent St. And do you think she yielded not a little And had a kind of will to be re-ravish't Ev. But suppose the King shou d so delight me I shou'd forget my Lord and no more look on him Cass That 's the main hazard for I tell you truly I 've heard report speak him an infinite pleasure Ev. Peace thou old Bawd thou studyed old corruptness Dost thou seek to make me dote on wickedness Because 't is ten times worse than thou deliver'st it To be a Whore O thou Impudence Have I reliev'd thy Age to my own ruin And worn thee in my bosom to betray me Can years and Impotence win nothing on thee That 's good and honest but thou must go on still And where thy Blood wants heat to sin thy self Force thy decrepid will to make me wicked Cass I did but tell ye Ev. What the damndest Woman The cunningst and most skillfull Bawd comes short of If thou hadst liv'd ten ages to be damn'd in And exercis'd this art the Devil taught thee Thou couldst not have exprest it more exactly Cass I did not bid you sin Ev. Thou wood'st me to it Thou that art fit for Prayer and the Grave Thy Body Earth already and Corruption Thou taughtâ—st the way go follow your fine Function There are houses of Delight that want good Matrons Such grave Instructors get thee thither Monster And read varitey of Sins to Wantons And when they roar with pains then learn to pity ' em Cass This we have for our good will Ev. When thou want'st bread and common pity towards thee When thou art starving in a Ditch think on me Then die and let the wandring Bawds lament thee Begone I charge thee leave me Exit Cassandra Enter Frederick Fr. She 's angry and the other gone my suits cold I 'll make your heart ake stubborn Maid for this Turn not so angry from me I will speak to you Are you grown proud with your delight good Lady So pamper'd with your sport you scorn to know me Ev. I scorn you not I wish you scorn'd not me Sir And forc't me to be weary of my duty I know your Grace wou'd I had never seen you Fr. Because I love because I dote upon you Because I am a man that seek to please you Ev. I 've one already Sir that can content me As much as noble and as worthy of me As all the world can yield Fr. That 's but your modesty You have no man nay never look upon me I know it Lady no man to content ye No man that can or at the least that dares Which is a poorer man and nearer nothing Ev. Be nobler Sir inform'd Fr. I 'll tell you Madam The poor condition of this poorer Fellow And make you blush for shame at your own error He has not render'd yet a Husbands duty To your warm longing Bed Ev. How shou'd he know that Fr. I 'm sure he did not for I charg'd him no Upon his life I charg'd him but to try him Cou'd any brave or noble spirit stop here Was life to be prefern'd before affection Lawful and long d for too Ev. Did you command him Fr. I did in policy to try his spirit Ev. And cou'd he be so dead cold to observe it Brought I no Love nor Beauty along with me Fr. I shou d have lov'd him if he had ventur'd for it Nay doted on his bravery Ev. Only charg'd and with that spell sit down dare men fight bravely For poor slight things for drink or ostentation And there indanger both their lives and fortunes And for their lawful loves fly off with fear I wouâ—d have died a thousand deaths Fr. So wou d any Any that had the spirit of a Man I wou'd have been kill'd in your Arms. Ev. I wish I had been And buryed in my arms that had been noble And what a Monument wou'd I have made him Upon my breast he should have slept in peace Honour and everlasting love his Mourners And I still weeping 'till old time had turnâ—d me And pitying powers above into pure Chrystal Fr. Hadst thou lov'd me and had my way been stuck With deaths as thick as frosty nights with Stars I wou'd have ventur'd Ev. Good Sir afflict me not too fast I feel I am a Woman and a wrong'd one too And I am sensible of my abuses Fr. All reason and all Laws allow it ye Ev. You may speak now and happily prevail too And I beseech your Grace be angry with me Fr. If I shou'd give him life he wou'd betray thee That fool that fears to die for such a Beauty Wou'd for the same fear sell thee unto misery I do not say he set your Woman on you Ev. Follow'd thus far nay then I smell the malice It tasts too hot of practis'd wickedness Shall my Anger make me Whore and not my pleasure My sudden inconsiderate rage abuse me Fr. Nor he wou'd have been himself Sollicitor Ev. Nor do not dare 't will be an imprudence And not an honour for a Prince to lye Fr. How lye Ev. Shamefully and I cou'd wish my self a man but one day To tell you openly you lye too basely Fr. Take heed wild sool Ev. Take heed thou tame Devil Thou all Pandora's box in a Kings figure Thou hast almost whor'd my weak belief already And like an Engineer
Lordship Al. Very well one two three you can't hurt me for all that Cl. What thinks your Lordship of this Wedding Alp. They have given him a hot Custard and mean to burn his mouth with it Men. Pray my Lord what News these Wars have made us Strangers to the Court. Alp. You may be honest and grow old as I am and blow your fingers ends Men. My Lord that 's no News Alp. You may be Knaves then when you please stark Knaves and build fair Houses but your Heirs shall have none of ' em Men. These are undoubted Al. Truth is not worth the hearing I 'll tell you News then there was a drunken Sailer that got a Mermaid with Child as she went a milking and now she sues him in the Bawdy Court for it the Infant Monster is brought up in Fish street Cl. Ay this is something Al. I 'll tell you more because y' are Soldiers there was a Fish taken a monstrous Fish with a Sword by his side a long Sword a Pike in his Neck and a Gun in his Nose and Letters of Mart in his Mouth from the Duke of Florence Men. With submission my Lord this sounds something odly Al. I do confess it do you think I wou'd tell you truths that dare not hear 'em You are honest things we Courtiers scorn to converse with Men. He 'll grow mad anon and beat us let us to the Masque Exeunt Al. Can there be any nature so unnoble Or anger so inhumane to pursue this Yes he that cou'd not hear the voice of nature That call'd aloud when by his barbarous hands A Father fell will have his Ears seal'd up In the commission of a meaner Act Enter Pedro Pisano and Petruchio Ped. Marry'd yes when I mean to be hang'd 't is the surer Contract Al. Was not the Monster ripe for Hell already He shou'd live something longer to compleat This last design and make his damning sure Ped. Why don't we about it then What do we stand preaching for You my Lords may have your quirks and quiddles your times and occasions but I know no more than a Word and a Blow let us first cut his throat and talk on 't afterwards Al. Nay we 'll do more than talk the fatal thread Which held the Sword of Justice o're his head H' has cut himself to make destruction sure The evening of his Reign draws on apace But if we don 't with timely care prevent him He 'll mark his way with ruine as he falls And like a fiery Meteor set in blood Ped. Why so it be his own 't is no matter Why are we not in arms and the whole City given to know Al. Discreetly and privately it must be done 't will miss else and prove our ruines when you all hear the Castle Bell take courage and stand like Men mean time be near his person to avoid suspicion I must into the presence my Mother's fears will work else Exit cum Pisano and Petruchio Scene draws and discovers the Court seated for the Masque that ended the King speaks Fr. Come to the Banquet Sir when that 's ended I 'll see you in your Bed and then good night Be merry you have a sweet Bedfellow Val. I thank your Grace and ever shall be bound unto your Nobleness Fr. I pray I may deserve that thanks set forward Exeunt Omneâ— ACT III. SCENE I. Sorano Solus Sor. TO love and be with Scorn and Pride rejected To see another revel in those Joys Those sweet Delights I now must never hope for Love at the best tho crown'd with soft compliance Is but a sickly transport of the mind A weakness wise men ever were asham'd of Then when 't is hopeless what brave Soul can bear it Yet still I love and loving must enjoy I feel that Fire I once hop'd quite extinct Dilate it self with a redoubled fury The King and this Valerio stand betwixt Me and my hopes therefore both shall dye Him I 'll make odious for Valerio's death And mad Alphonso's what 's the consequence The people mischief-ripe rais'd by my power Shall kill the Tyrant and at once make way For Love and my Ambition Here comes one Ripe for the combat and those fancy'd joys Which like a shadow still shall fly before him Enter Val. Val. They drink abundantly I 'm hot with Wine too Lustily warm I 'll steal now to my happiness 'T is midnight and the silent hours invite me The Dew of Wine and Sleep hang on their Eye-lids Steep their dull senses in the healths they drink That I may quickly find my lov'd Evanthe Sor. How brisk he is but I shall quickly cool him Make him wish he were dead on 's Marriage night Or bedrid with old age Val. Is not the end of our ambitions Of all our humane studies Obtaining of our wishes Certain it is and there man makes his center I have my wish what 's left me to accuse now I 'm friends with all the world but thy base malice To Sor. Go glory in thy mischiefs thou proud man And cry it to the world thou hast ruin'd vertue Sor. You 'll sing me a new Song anon Valerio And wish these hot words Val. I despise thee fellow Thy threats or flatteries all I fling behind me I have obtain'd Evanthe I have marry'd her And Fate shall not with-hold me from enjoying her Sor. 'T is very likely Val. And that short time I have to bless me with her I 'll make an age I 'll reckon each embrace A year of pleasure and each night a jubilee Ev'ry quick kiss a spring and when I mean To lose my self in all delightfulness Twenty sweet Summers I will tye together I will dye old in love tho young in pleasure Sor. But that I hate thee deadly I could pity thee Thou art the poorest miserable thing This day on earth I 'll tell thee why Valerio All thou esteemest and build'st upon for happiness For joy for pleasure for delight is past thee And like a wanton dream already vanish Val. Is my Love false Sor. No she is constant to thee Constant to all thy misery she shall be And curse thee too Val. Is my strong body weaken'd Charm'd or abus'd with subtle drink Sor. Neither I dare speak thee still as lusty As when thou lov'dst her first as strong and hopeful The month th' hast given thee is a month of misery And where thou think'st each hour shall yeild a pleasure Look for a killing pain for thou shalt find it Before thou diest each minute shall prepare it And ring so many Knells to sad afflictions Val. Undo thy Riddle I am prepar'd whatever fate shall follow Sor. Dost thou see this Ring Val. Yes and know it too 't is the King's Sor. Then mark me by vertue of this Ring this I pronounce thee 'T is the King's will Val. Let me know it suddenly Sor. If thou dost offer to touch Evanthe's body Beyond a kiss tho thou art marry'd to her And
my right I 'll not delay my bliss one Moment longer Tho my dead Fathers Ghost shou'd rise before me To shake my soul and fright me from my purpose Ev. Help help O help is Providence asleep Or are the Gods deaf to a Virgins Prayers Val. The Gods are Just but proud oppression hears not Enter Valerio Tho' dreadfull Thunder shakes the frame of nature Fr. How now what boldness brought you hither Sir Val. Love and the duty of a faithfull Husband The duty of a Subject to his soveraign Here on my knees I do entreat you Sir To render back what you with-hold unjustly Your Father was a kind and generous Prince Your Brother th' Image of his Royal vertues Till subtle Poison rob'd him of his reason Ev'n you when first you seiz'd th' Imperial Crown Promis'd the blessings of a gentle rule Till drunk with Pride and arbitrary Power Like a wild Boar too strong to be with-held You broke the bounds of Nature Law Religion Reduc'd our Fruitfull once and flourishing State Into a miserable wild and desert wast Fr. How Sir who am I Val. I know not who you are You should be Frederick brave Brandino's Son Whose reverend relicks tho laid up in Peace Mourn in the Grave to think he shou'd beget And leave behind him such an Hellish Monster You shou'd be Fr. What I am a soveraign Prince And Master of thy Fate Guards seize the Traitor And see him dead Val. Hold you mistake your duty There stands the Traitor Murderer Parricide T is not in words t' express a guilt like thine Nor in all Hell torments enough to punish it Nay frown not tho' thy Eyes are Poisonous As are thy hands and Monstrous as thy thoughts Thou canst not kill me as thou didst thy Father Thy innocent Brother and thy noble Uncle If what I 've utter'd is a falshood Frederick Draw if thou darest thy self the Sword of Justice And thrust it home to prove Valerio false Fr. Here then I ll once be Executioner To my own Vengeance and to satisfie Thy fatal Pride brag when thou comest below Amongst thy fellow shades that Frederick kill'd thee Thou arogant slave Enter Alphonso Cum Suis and Sorano Al. Hold or you both shall die Unkind Valerio wou'd'st thou rob my Sword Of the only Justice my hopes ever aim'd at My Fathers Ghost wou'd still walk unreveng'd If he shou'd fall by any hand but mine Put up for shame hark to the Bell that Rings Hark hark Proud Frederick that was King of mischeif The Sun of all thy pomp is set and vanish't Ped. What do you shake my Lord Sorano No speedy mischief to prevent this business No Bawdy meditation now to fly to Ev. O my best Lord let me with tears of Joy In these dear Arms sigh out my thanks to Heav'n Fr. so tamely caught lock faâ—â— the Pallace Gates Ped. Yes Sir we hear you we have got the Keys And no doors here shall shut without our licence Fr. Treason Treason Ped. You can bawl well But we have found the Traitor in your shape Sir And mean to keep him fast Alphonso King Alphonso All. Long live Alphonso King of us and Naples Alp. Turn if thou darest look nature in the face Turn Frederick and boldly meet my Sword For till the Royal throne by thee polluted And dawb'd with innocent blood is purg'd by thine Alphonso cannot dares not be a King And tho' thou well deserv'st the Hangman's hand I 'le be my self the Minister of Justice Because I han't forgot thou once wast noble If thou prevail'st thou still maist be a King Think Heav'n looks down as witness of our Combat And will refix the Crown o' th' Victors Head Fr. Now thou art brave and in thy nobleness My Guilty Soul beholds her own disgrace I do confess my unbounded sins but find My heart too stubborn for a true repentance What I by treachery purchas'd hitherto I have maintain'd by force and know Alphonso Frederick with greater pleasure draws his Sword In this dispute than if he was to struggle For a third Portion of the Universe Heav'n be thy Umpire I to Hell appeal If there be either for as yet I know not Let but my Sword be constant to my purpose I 'll call no other God to my assistance Alp. Thou Hellish fury sent by angry Heav'n To scourge this bleeding Nation for her sins Think on the mischeifs thou hast thrown upon her The sighs and tears of injur'd innocence And curses th' hast entail'd upon Posterity That after death will follow and torment Thy guilty ashes in their restless Urn. Fr. Peace or I shall mistrust thy bravery Think'st thou to fright me with such tales as these If thy Sword proves as Idle as thy Tongue I shall begin to doubt if one Womb bore us both Come on methinks I am now proud to see thee A match fit for my Sword and not that stupid Senseless Alphonso I have often thought thee Al. Come then since th' art so brave Val. My Lord Alphonso Al. Hold on the forfeit of your lives I charge you That Sword that is not sheath'd is drawn on me So nobly is my cause born out with Justice That I require no aids but those of Heav'n Fr. O that th' whole World were summon'd to behold Two rival-Brothers tugging for an Empire And with an Universal shout applaud the Victor Come on we trifle whilst the eager Croud Divided in their wishes grow impatient Till Victory has taught 'em whom t' obey Alp. Thus then I meet thee tho' my Mother bore thee Wounds Fred. There lie and maist thou be forgot for ever Fr. I feel the hand of fate upon me whilst my Eyes Labour in death and view brimfull of horror A dismall prospect of Eternal woe I now repent me of my cruelties And feel within my Soul the smarts already Alphonso I bequeath thee all those honours I have usurpt but know thou can'st not long Enjoy them for thou hast already drunk Thy passport to the other world But O In death I do entreat thee to forgive me Hide not the noble nature of a Brother The pity of a friend from my afflictions I 've liv'd a wicked life but now am nothing Dies Alp. Tho' he was wicked still he was my Brother And shou'd have liv'd 'till Humble penitence Had cast the load off of his wantonness I think he said I shou'd not long survive him Sure fate spoke in him for I feel already Convulsive heats shooting through every vein Struggling for freedom in their narrow prison Enter Queen Mother Q. Mother Where is my Son O bear me to Alphonso My Son Alphonso the great pains I felt When first thou saw'st the light were softest pleasures Compar'd to those that rack my body now Which thou must feel e're thou liest down in Peace Millions of horrors labours all diseases Despairs and Plagues the hot Sun ever breeds Are trifles to the torments I endure The shadows of the pains thy Mother feels O