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A53521	The orphan, or, The unhappy-marriage a tragedy, as it is acted at His Royal Highness the Duke's Theatre / written by Tho. Otway.	Otway, Thomas, 1652-1685.; Orrery, Roger Boyle, Earl of, 1621-1679. English adventures.	1680 (1680)	Wing O552; ESTC R10494	44,166	80

Love so very tame to shrink Or rather than lose him abandon me Cast. I knowing him precipitate and rash To calm his heat and to conceal my Happiness Seem'd to comply with his unruly will Talkt as he talk't and granted all he ask't Lest he in Rage might have our Loves betray'd And I for ever had Monimia lost Mon. Could you then did you can you own it too 'T was poorly done unworthy of your self And I can never think you meant me fair Cast. Is this Monimia surely no! till now I ever thought her Dove-like soft and kind Who trusts his Heart with Woman's surely lost You were made Fair on purpose to undo us Whilst greedily we snatch th' alluring Bait And ne're distrust the poyson that it hides Mon. When Love ill plac'd would find a means to break Cast. It never wants pretences nor excuse Mon. Man therefore was a Lord-like Creature made Rough as the winds and as inconstant too A lofty Aspect given him for command Easily soften'd when he would betray Like conquering Tyrants you our Breasts invade Where you are pleas'd to forrage for a While But soon you find new conquests out and leave The ravag'd Province ruinate and waste If so Castalio you have serv'd my heart I find that Desolation's settled there And I shall ne're recover Peace again Cast. Who can hear this and bear an equal mind Since you will drive me from you I must go But oh Monimia when th' hast banisht me No creeping slave though tractable and dull As artful Woman for her ends would chuse Shall ever dote as I have done for oh No Tongue my Pleasure nor my Pain can tell 'T is Heav'n to have Thee and without Thee Hell Mon. Castalio stay we must not part I find My Rage ebbs out and Love flows in apace These little Quarrels Love must needs forgive They rouse up drowsie thoughts and wake the Soul Oh! charm me with the Musick of thy Tongue I'm ne're so blest as when I hear thy Vows And listen to the Language of thy Heart Cast. Where am I surely Paradise is round me Sweets planted by the hand of Heaven grow here And every sence is full of thy Perfection To hear thee speak might calm a mad-mans Frenzy Till by attention he forgot his sorrows But to behold thy Eyes th' amazing Beauties Might make him rage again with Love as I do To touch thee 's Heav'n but to enjoy thee oh Thou Natures whole perfection in one piece Sure framing thee Heav'n took unusual care As its own Beauty it design'd thee Fair And form'd thee by the best lov'd Angel there Ex. ACT III. SCENE I. Enter Polydor and Page Pol. WEre they so kind Express it to me all In words may make me think I saw it too Pag. At first I thought they had been mortal Foes Monimia rag'd Castalio grew disturb'd Each thought the other wrong'd yet both so haughty They scorn'd submission though Love all the while The Rebel plaid and scarce could be contain'd Pol. But what succeeded Pag. Oh 't was wondrous pretty For of a sudden all the Storm was past A gentle calm of Love succeeded in Monimia sigh'd and blusht Castalio swore As you my Lord I well remember did To my young Sister in the Orenge-Grove When I was first prefer'd to be your Page Pol. Happy Castalio Now by my Great Soul M' Ambitious Soul that Languishes to glory I 'll have her yet by my best hopes I will She shall be mine in spight of all her Arts. But for Castalio why was I refus'd Has he supplanted me by some foul play Traduc'd my Honour Death he durst not do 't It must be so we parted and he met her Half to compliance brought by me surpriz'd Her sinking Vertue till she yielded quite So Poachers basely pick up tir'd Game Whilst the fair Hunter's cheated of his Prey Boy Pag. My Lord Pol. Go to your Chamber and prepare your Lute Find out some Song to please me that discribes Womans Hypocrisies their subtle wiles Betraying smiles feign'd tears inconstancies Their painted outsides and corrupted minds The sum of all their follies and their falshoods Enter Servant Serv. Oh the unhappyest Tydings Tongue e're told Pol. The matter Serv. Oh! your Father my good Master As with his Guests he sat in mirth rais'd high And chas'd the Goblins round the joyful Board A sudden trembling seiz'd on all his Limbs His Eyes distorted grew His Visage pale His Speech forsook him Life it self seem'd fled And all his Friends are waiting now about him Enter Acasto leaning on Two Acast. Support me give me Air I 'll yet recover 'T was but a slip decaying Nature made For she grows weary near her Journeys end Where are my Sons come near my Polidore Your Brother where 's Castalio Serv. My Lord Iv'e search'd as you commanded all the house He or Monimia are not to be found Acast. Not to be found then where are all my Friends 't is well I hope they 'll pardon an unhappy fault M'unmannerly infirmity has made Death could not come in a more welcome hour For I 'm prepar'd to meet him and methinks Would live and dye with all my Friends about me Enter Castalio Castal Angels preserve my dearest Father's Life Bless it with long and uninterrupted days Oh! may he live till time it self decay Till good men wish him dead or I offend him Acast. Thank you Castalio give me both your hands And bear me up I 'd walk so now methinks I appear as great as Hercules himself Supported by the Pillars he had rais'd Cast. My Lord your Chaplain Acast. Let the good man enter Cast. Heaven guard your Lordship and restore your Health Acast. I have provided for thee if I dye No fawning 't is a scandal to thy Office My Sons as thus united ever live And for the Estate you 'll find when I am dead I have divided it betwixt you both Equally parted as you shared my love Only to sweet Monimia I 've bequeath'd Ten thousand Crowns a little Portion for her To wed her honourably as she 's born Be not less Friends because you 're Brother shun The man that 's singular his mind 's unsound His Spleen o're-weighs his Brains but above all Avoid the politick the factious Fool The busie buzzing talking hardn'd Knave The quaint smooth Rogue that sins against his Reason Calls sawcy loud Suspicion publick Zeal And Mutiny the Dictates of his spirit Be very careful how ye make new Friends Men read not Morals now 't was a Custom But all are to their Fathers Vices born And in their Mothers Ignorance are bred Let Marriage be the last mad thing ye doe For all the Sins and Follies of the past If you have Children never give them knowledge 'T will spoil their Fortune Fools are all the fashion If y 'ave Religion keep it to your selves Atheists will else make use of Toleration And laugh ye out on 't never shew Religion Except ye mean to pass for

Knaves of Conscience And cheat believing Fools that think ye honest Serin My Father Acasto My heart's Darling Serina Let my Knees Fix to the Earth Ne're let my Eyes have rest But wake and weep till Heaven restore my Father Acast. Rise to my Arms and thy kind prayers are answer'd For thou' rt a wondrous extract of all Goodness Born for my joy and no pain 's felt when near thee Chamont Cham. My Lord may 't prove not an unlucky Omen Many I see are waiting round about you And I am come to ask a Blessing too Acasto May'st thou be happy Cham. Where Acast. In all thy wishes Cham. Confirm me so and make this Fair One mine I am unpractis'd in the Trade of Courtship And know not how to deal Love out with Art Onsets in Love seem best like those in War Fierce resolute and done with all the force So I would open my whole heart at once And pour out the abundance of my Soul Acast. What says Serina canst thou love a Souldier One born to Honour and to Honour bred One that has learnt to treat ev'n Foes with kindness To wrong no good mans Fame nor praise himself Serin Oh! name not Love for that 's ally'd to joy And joy must be a stranger to my heart When you 're in danger May Chamonts good Fortune Render him lovely to some happier Maid Whilst I at Friendly distance see him blest Praise the kind Gods and wonder at his Virtues Acast. Chamont pursue her conquer and possess her And as my Son a third of all my Fortune Shall be thy Lot But keep thy Eyes from wandring man of frailty Beware the dangerous Beauty of the wanton Shun their enticements Ruin like a Vulture Waits on their Conquests Falsehood too 's their business They put false Beauty off to all the World Use false endearments to the Fools that love 'em And when they marry to their silly Husbands They bring false Virtue broken Fame and Fortune Monim Hear ye that my Lord Polyd. Yes my fair Monitor old men always talk thus Acast. Chamont you told me of some doubts that prest you Are you yet satisfied that I am your Friend Cham. My Lord I would not lose that satisfaction For any blessing I could wish for As to my fears already I have lost 'em They ne're shall vex me more nor trouble you Acast. I thank you Daughter you must do so too My Friends 't is late or we would yet be company For my disorder seems all past and over And I methinks begin to feel new health Cast. Would you but rest it might restore you quite Acast. Yes I 'll to Bed old men must humour weakness Let me have Musick then to lull and chase This melancholly thought of Death away Good-night my Friends Heaven guard ye all good night To morrow early we 'll salute the day Find out new pleasures and redeem lost time Ex. all but Chamont and Chaplain Cham. Hist hist Sir Gravity a word with you Chap. With me Sir Cham. If you 're at leasure Sir we 'll wast an hour 'T is yet too soon to sleep and 't will be charity To lend your Conversation to a Stranger Chap. Sir you are a Souldier Cham. Yes Chap. I love a Souldier And had been one my self but my old Parents Would make me what you see of me yet I 'm honest For all I wear black Cham. And that 's a wonder Have you had long dependance on this Family Chap. I have not thought it so because my time 's Spent pleasantly My Lord 's not haughty nor imperious Nor I gravely whimsical he has good nature And I have manners His Sons too are civil to me because I do not pretend to be wiser than they are I meddle with no mans business but my own I rise in a morning early study moderately Eat and drink chearfully live soberly Take my innocent pleasures freely So I meet with respect and am not the jest of the Family Cham. I 'm glad you are so happy A pleasant fellow this and may be useful Knew you my Father the old Chamont Chap. I did and was most sorry when we lost him Cham. Why didst thou love him Ch. Ev'ry body lov'd him besides he was my masters Friend Cham. I could Embrace thee for that very Notion If thou didst love my Father I could think Thou wouldst not be an Enemy to me Chap. I can be no mans Foe Cham. Then prithee tell me Thinkst thou the Lord Castalio loves my Sister Nay never start Come come I know thy Office Opens thee all the Secrets of the Family Then if thou art honest use this Freedom kindly Chap. Love your Sister Cham. Ay Love her Chap. Sir I never askt him And wonder you should ask it me Cham. Nay but th' art an Hypocrite is there not one Of all thy Tribe that 's honest in your Schools The pride of your Superiours makes ye Slaves Ye all live loathsome sneaking servile lives Not free enough to practise generous Truth Though ye pretend to teach it to the World Chap. I would deserve a better thought from you Cham. If thou would'st have me not contemn thy Office And Character think all thy Brethren Knaves Thy Trade a Cheat and thou its worst Professour Inform me for I tell thee Priest I 'll know Chap. Either he loves her or he much has wrong'd her Cham. How wrong'd her have a care for this may lay A Scene of mischief to undo us all But tell me wrong'd her say'dst thou Chap. Ay Sir wrong'd her Cham. This is a secret worth a Mon archs Fortune What shall I give thee for 't thou dear Physitian Of sickly Souls unfold this Riddle to me And comfort mine Chap. I would hide nothing from you willingly Cha. Nay then again thou' rt honest Would'st thou tell me Chap. Yes If I durst Cham. Why what affrights thee Chap. You do VVho are not to be trusted with the Secret Cham VVhy I am no Fool. Chap. So indeed you say Cham. Prithee be serious then Chap. You see I am so And hardly shall be mad enough to Night To trust you with my Ruin Cham. Art thou then So far concern'd in 't What has been thy Office Curse on that formal steady Villains Face Just so do all Bawds look Nay Bawds they say Can pray upon occasion talk of Heav'n Turn up their Gogling Eye-balls rail at Vice Dissemble lye and preach like any Priest Art thou a Bawd Chap. Sir I 'm not often us'd thus Cham. Be just then Chap. So I will be to the trust That 's laid upon me Cham. By the rev'renc'd Soul Of that great honest man that gave me Being Tell me but what thou know'st concerns my Honour And if I e're reveal it to thy wrong May this good Sword ne're do me right in Battel May I ne're know that blessed peace of mind That dwells in good and pious men like thee Chap. I see your temper 's mov'd and I will trust you

Friendship false Cast. VVhy dost thou ask me that does this appear Like a false Friendship when with open Arms And streaming Eyes I run upon thy Breast Oh 't is in thee alone I must have comfort Polyd. I fear Castalio I have none to give thee Cast. Dost thou not love me then Polyd. Oh more than life I never had a thought of my Castalio Might wrong the Friendship we had vow'd together Hast thou dealt so by me Cast. I hope I have Polyd. Then tell me why this mourning this disorder Cast. Oh Polydore I know not how to tell thee Shame rises in my Face and interrupts The Story of my Tongue Polyd. I grieve my Friend Knows any thing which he 's asham'd to tell me Or didst thou e're conceal thy thoughts from Polydore Cast. Oh much too oft But let me here conjure thee By all the kind affection of a Brother For I am asham'd to call my self thy Friend Forgive me Pol. Well go on Cast. Our Destiny contriv'd To plague us both with one unhappy Love Thou like a Friend a constant generous Friend In its first pangs didst trust me with thy passion Whilst I still smooth'd my pain with smiles before thee And made a Contract I ne're meant to keep Pol. How Cast. Still new ways I study'd to abuse thee And kept thee as a stranger to my Passion Till yesterday I wedded with Monimia Pol. Ah Castalio was that well done Cast. No to conceal 't from thee was much a fault Pol. A fault when thou hast heard The Tale I 'll tell what wilt thou call it then Cast. How my heart throbs Pol. First for thy Friendship Traytor I cancel't thus after this day I 'll ne're Hold trust or converse with the false Castalio This witness Heav'n Cast. What will my Fate do with me I 've lost all happiness and know not why What means this Brother Pol. Perjur'd Treacherous Wretch Farewell Cast. I 'll be thy Slave and thou shalt use me just as thou wilt do but forgive me Pol. Never Cast. Oh! think a little what thy heart is doing How from our Infancy we hand in hand Have trod the Path of Life in Love together One Bed has held us and the same desires The same A versions still imploy'd our thoughts When-e're had I a Friend that was not Pollydore's Or Polydore a Foe that was not mine Ev'n in the Womb we embrac'd and wilt thou now For the first Fault abandon and forsake me Leave me amidst Afflictions to my self Plung'd in the gulf of grief and none to help me Pol. Go to Monimia in her Arms thou l't find Repose She has the Art of healing sorrows Cast. What Arts Pol. Blind Wretch thou Husband there 's a question Go to her fulsom bed and wallow there Till some hot Ruffian full of lust and wine Come storm thee out and shew thee what 's thy Bargain Cast. Hold there I charge thee Pol. Is she not a Cast. Whore Pol. Ay Whore I think that word needs no explaining Cast. Alas I can forgive ev'n this to thee But let me tell thee Polydore I 'm griev'd To find thee guilty of such low Revenge To wrong that Vertue which thou couldst not ruin Pol. It seems I lye then Cast. Should the bravest man That e're wore Conquering Sword but dare to whisper What thou proclaim'st he were the worst of Lyars My Friend may be mistaken Pol. Damn the Evasion Thou mean'st the worst and he 's a base born Villain That said I ly'd Cast. Do draw thy Sword and thrust it through my heart There 's no Joy in life if thou art lost A base born Villain Pol. Yes thou never camest From old Acasto's Loyns the Midwife put A cheat upon my Mother and instead Of a true Brother in the Cradle by me Plac'd some course Peasants Cub and thou art he Cast. Thou art my Brother still Pol. Thou ly'st Cast. Nay then Yet I am Calm He draws Pol. A Coward 's always so Cast. Ah ah that stings home Coward Pol. Ay base born Coward Villain Cast. This to thy heart then though my Mothore bore thee Fight Polydore drops his Sword and runs on Castal Pol. Now my Castalio is again my Friend Cast. What have I done My Sword is in thy Breast Pol. So I would have it be thou best of men Thou kindest Brother and thou truest Friend Cast. Ye Gods we 're taught that all your works are Justice Y' are painted merciful and Friends to innocence If so then why these plagues upon my head Pol. Blame not the Heav'ns here lyes thy Fate Castalio Th' are not the Gods 't is Polydore has wrong'd thee I 've stain'd thy Bed thy spotless Marriage Joys Have been polluted by thy Brothers Lust. Cast. By thee Pol. By me last night the horrid deed Was done when all things slept but Rage and Incest Cast. Now where 's Monimia Oh! Enter Monimia Mon. I 'm here who calls me Methought I heard a Voice Sweet as the Shepherds Pipe upon the Mountains When all his little Flock's at feed before him But what means this here 's Blood Cast. Ay Brothers Bloud Art thou prepar'd for Everlasting pains Pol. Oh let me charge thee by th' Eternal justice Hurt not her tender life Cast. Not kill her Rack me Ye Powers above with all your choicest Torments Horror of mind and pains yet uninvented If I not practise cruelty upon her And treat revenge some way yet never known Mon. That task my self have finisht I shall dye Before we part I 've drunka healing draught For all my Cares and never more shall wrong thee Pol. Oh she 's innocent Cast. Tell me that Story And thou wilt make a wretch of me indeed Pol. Hadst thou Castalio us'd me like a Friend This ne're had happen'd hadst thou let me know Thy Marriage we had all now met in Joy But ignorant of that Hearing th' appointment made enrag'd to think Thou hadst out-done me in successful Love I in the dark went and supply'd thy place Whilst all the Night midst our Triumphant Joys The trembling tender kind deceiv'd Monimia Embrac'd Carest and call'd me her Castalio Cast. And all this is the work of my own Fortune None but my self coulde're have been so curst My Fatal Love alas has ruin'd thee Thou fairest goodliest Frame the God's e're made Or ever humane eyes and hearts ador'd I 've murder'd too my Brother Why wouldst thou study ways to damn me further And force the sin of Parricide upon me Pol. 'T was my own Fault and thou art innocent Forgive the barbarous trespass of my Tongue 'T was a hard violence I cou'd have dy'd With Love of thee ev'n when I us'd thee worst Nay at each word that my Distraction utter'd My heart recoyl'd and 't was half death to speak ' em Mon. Now my Castalio the most dear of men Wilt thou receive pollution to thy Bosom And close the eyes of one that has betray'd thee Cast. Oh I 'm the unhappy wretch