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The blinde begger of Alexandria most pleasantly discoursing his variable humours in disguised shapes full of conceite and pleasure. As it hath been sundry times publickly acted in London. by the right honorable the Earle of Nottingham, Lord high Admirall his seruantes. By George Chapman: Gentleman.
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Chapman, George, 1559?-1634.
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borne Cupides tresurie Sa. My Lord t is enough to make an asse wise to beare treasure Count VVhy then be you that wise asse and beare me for I haue some treasure about me will you loue me Sa. Loue you my Lord it is strange you wil aske it Count I am not the first hath desired you Sa. Nor you shall not be the last I will refuse Count Nor are you the fayrest I haue seene Sa. Nor the foulest you haue loud Count Nor the fittest to be beloued Sa. Nor the vnfittest to hate Count Doe and you dare but sirra and thou wilt not loue I pray thee be proud Sa. VVhy so my Lord Count Because I would haue thee fall for pride must haue a fall Sa. Do you delight in my fall so much Count As much as in mine owne rysing I fayth but do not you thinke it strange that I doe loue you for before I did loue you Cupid pinckt me a spanish lether Ierkin with shooting at me and made it so full of holes that I was fayne to leaue it of and this losse haue I had for your sake Sa. My Lord I le bestowe an old Ierkin on you Count Nay that shall not serue your turne for I haue had a greater losse then that I lost my left eye for your sake Sa. I do not thinke so Count I but I le tell you how as I was hunting in the parke I saw Cupid shooting a cockhye into your face and gazing after his arrow it fell into mine eye Sa. A prettie fiction Count I but I finde this no fiction and you shall make me amends with loue or by this patch of mine eye and the patch thou wotest where I will sweare to all the Cittie I haue layne with thee Sa. I hope your Lordshippe will not doe me that wrong Count Then do you me right and let me lie with you I haue made the botle nosd knaue your husband so drunke that he is not able to stand goe get you home I le follow you Sa. VVhy my Lord what will you do there Count Goe to make no more questions but say I shall bee welcome or by mine honor I le doe as I say otherwise be as secret as death Sa. Twentie to one he will well my Lord if you come you come Count Oh I thanke you hartely oh exellent or neuer trust mee Enter Menippus and Elimine Me. Madam your honor is come somewhat to soone Eli. VVhy so Menippus Me. Had you stayed neuer so little longer you should haue met my Lord comming out of Leons house and out of his moueables Eli. How out of his moueables Me. Euen in playne troth I see him woe her winne her and went in with her Eli. Now of mine honor I will be reuenged fetch me the Burgomaister Menippus I le haue them both whipt about the towne Me. Nay madam you must not dishonor him so Eli. VVhat shall mine honor doe then Me. Do but tongue whip him madam and care not And so I leaue him to the mercie of your tongue Eli. My tongue shall haue hell and no mercie in it Enter the Count Excellent musicke exellent musicke El. And the Deuill take the Instrument Count VVhat art thou so nye Eli. I and it were a good deede to be a little nier too you make a Count asse of me indeede as if I were too little for you but bignesse is my fault vnlesse I were a little better vsd at your handes Cou. VVhy thou wilt be to perfit if I should vse thee much for vse makes perfitnesse Eli. I but I cannot be too perfit and therefore I le spoyle her perfections that helpes to spoyle mine I warrant her Cou. VVhy may not I lie with her aswell as thou layest with her husband Eli. I defie you and all the world that can say blacke is mine eye Count I thinke so indeede for thine eye is gray but thou didst lye with him by that same token he gaue thee a carknet and thou toldst me that thy mother sent it thee thou didst promise to banquet him when I was next abroade thou didst say he could not be so old as he made himselfe to be thou didst say t was pittie of his nose for he would haue bene a fine man els and that God did well to make him a rich man for a was a good man too and these tokens I thinke are sufficient for these a told me with his owne mouth Eli. He lyed like an old knaue as he was and that he shall knowe the next time these lippes open in fayth oh wicked periurd man would a disclose my secretes I fayth what woman would trust any man a liue with her honestie Exit Count Ha ha ha I haue sent her in a pelting chase But I le follow her and make her madde with anger Enter Porus king of Aethiopia Resus king of Arabia Bion king of Phasiaca Bebritius king of Bebritia with soldiers and drumme and ensigne Porus. Thus haue we trode the sandy vales of Aegypt Adioyning to the plaines of Alexandria VVhere proud king Ptolemy keepes his residence Securely trusting to his prophesies VVhich hath foretold him many yeares agoe That if the young Archadian Doricles Should linke in marriage with his louely daughter He then should conquere all our bordering landes And make vs subiect to his tirrannie Rhe. Trusting to his fond fantasticke dreames He hath exild the warlicke Duke Cleanthes VVhose name was terror to our valiant troopes Bion. Cleanthes exild giues vs easy way To our attemptes where had he stayed Aud beene a freind to him yet should he not Escape subiection Be. VVe will deuide his kingdome twixt vs foure And reaue from him his foure cheife ornamentes And for to greeue his aged mind the more He shall be kept in lasting seruitude So to fulfill what fates to him assignde Po. Come let vs march and braue him at the walles If Porus liue to weild his martiall sworde His Citty walles shall not preserue him safe But he shall dye by Porus and his freindes Exeunt Enter Doricles and Aspasia Do. Sweet madam grant me once a chearful looke To glad my dying hart with sorow kild Your father hath resignd his free consent You bound by dutie to obey his will As. Nay rather let him hayle me to my death Then gaynst my will constraine me match my selfe Enter Count Count Dye thou vile wretch and liue Aspatia Euen now I hard thy father Ptolemy VVith wordes that still do tingle in mine eares Pronounce him heyre to Alexandria T is time for me to stirre when such young boyes Shal haue their weake neckes ouer poisd with crownes VVhich must become resolued champions That for a crownes exchange will sel their soules He kils him Aspa. Wicked Count Hermes for this monsterous deede Aegypt will hate thee and thou sure must dye Then hye thee to the hils beyond the Alpes Flye to vnknowne and vnfrequented climes Some desert place that neuer sawe the sunne For if the
king or any of his friendes Shall finde Count Hermes thou art surely dead Count I le flye no more then doth a setled rocke No more then mountaines or the steadfast powles But come sweete loue if thou wilt come with me We two will liue amongst the shadowy groues And we will sit like shepherdes on a hill And with our heauenly voyces tice the trees To eccho sweetely to our celestiall tunes Els will I angle in the running brookes Seasoning our toyles with kisse on the bankes Sometime I le diue into the murmerrng springes And fetch thee stones to hang about thy necke VVhich by thy splendor will be turnd to pearle Say fayre Aspasia wilt thou walke with me As. No bloody Count but I will cleare my selfe And tell thy murders to the amased court Count Nay if thou wilt not chuse you peeuish girle Thou canst not say but thou wert offered fayre But here must end Count Hermes strange disguise My veluet gowne my pistoll and this patch No more must hide me in the countes attire Now will I turne my gowne to Vsurers Cotes And thus appeare vnto the worlde no more Farewell Aspasia Exit Count As. Goe wretched villayne hide thy hated head VVhere neuer heauens light may shine on thee VVhos 's there Come forth for here is murder done Murder Murder of good prince Doricles Enter Euribates VVho cals out murther Lady was it you As. As I was walking in the pleasant weedes VVith Doricles the young Archadian prince rusht in Count Hermes and in desperate wordes Hath slayne this prince Eu. A balefull deede pursue the murderer And tell the King of this foule accident Enter Ptolomy Pto. Oh tell no more in stead of teares My beating hart dissolues in droppes of blood And from mine eyes that stares vpon this corse Leapes out my soule and on it I will die Oh Doricles oh deare Archadian prince The bulwarke and supporter of my life That by decree of fates was promised To adde foure neighbour kingdomes to my crowne And shield me from a most abhorred death Now shall my kingdome leaue me with my life And sodainly looke for some monsterous fate Shall fall like thunder on my wretched state Enter a messenger Arme arme my Lord my Lords to instant armes Foure mightie kinges are landed in thy coast And threaten death and ruine to thy land Blacke Porus the AEthiopian king Comes marching first with twentie thousand men Next Rhesus king of sweete Arabia In warlicke manner marcheth after him In equall number and in battaile ray Next Bion king of rich Phasiaca And sterne Bebritius of Bebritia VVith each of them ful twentie thousand strong All which hath vowd the death of Ptolomy and thus they hether bend their speedie feete Pto. How sodaynely is weather ouer cast How is the face of peacefull Aegypt changd Like as the smiling flowers aboue the ground By keenest edge of Euras breath is cut Cl. To armes my Lord and gather vp your strength Your bandes in Memphis and in Caspia Ioynd with your power of Alexandria VVill double all the forces of these kinges Pto. All shal be done we may meane while Bury the body of this slaughtered prince Least with the vew my senses follow his Curst be his hand that wrought the damned deede Cold and vncouered may his body lye Let stormie hayle and thunder beate on him And euery bird and beast runne ouer him That robd poore Ptolomy of such a hope Pursue the desperate Count that murdered him A thousand kingdomes shall not saue his life Enter Leon A miracle a miracle a dreadfull miracle Pto. VVhat miracle oh what will heauens do more To punish Aegypt and her haplesse king Leon As I was walking through the Serian groues I sawe the desperate Count the murderer Of good prince Doricles as I heare say Fly through the desarts to the mimphick shades VVhere hell to interrupt his passage thether Rauing beneath the ground worke of the earth As if ten thousand vapours burst in her Seuered her wombe and swallowed quicke The miserable Count Pto. Iust are the heauens in his most dreadfull end But come my Lords let vs to instant armes To driue away more mischeiefes from our land Exeunt Leon So get you gone and perish all with him Now shall you know what want you haue of mee Now will I gather vp my sommes of money And of my creditors borow what I can Because as Leon I le be seene no more This day they promisd for to meete me heere And here comes some of them Enter first Messenger My mayster sir your friend Calatius Hath sent you sir your fiue hundreth crownes for the rich Iewell that he bought of you I thanke him hartely this Iewell of so many thousand crownes The Queene of Aegypt did bestowe on mee when that I told her in poore Jrus shape where her Cleanthes was but soft who haue we here Enter second Messenger Druso the Italian Marchant here by mee Hath sent you sir in Diamonds and in Pearles So much as mounteth to fiue thousand crownes And craues no more assurance but your woord Leon There 's my bill and thanke thy maister he shall haue more then woord Exeunt Manet Leon Neuer shall he nor they see this agayne Nor me neyther as I am this present man This with the rest I haue wil make a prettie somme VVith this will I imploye me in these warres Now will I take on me the forme and shape Of Duke Cleanthes but what intendes this alarum Alarum Enter Clearchus VVhere may I seeke to finde Cleanthes out That martiall prince whom Ptolomy vnkinde Hath banished from out the Aegyptian Land Our warlike troopes are scatered and ouer throne And his deare freindes Acatos and Acanthes Lie in the field besmired in their bloodes I le run through al these groues to find him out Exit Le. My sweete Acates and Acanthes slayne Greife to my hart and sorrow to my soule Then rouse thy selfe Cleanthes and reuenge Their guiltlesse blood on these base miscreantes Oh let the cankred trumpet of the deepe Be ratled out and ring into their eares The dire reuenge Cleanthes will inflicte One these foure Kings and all there complices Alarum Excursions Enter Cleanthes leading Porus Rhesus Bion Bebritius Pego Clearchus Euribatus Clean. Thus haue you stroue in vayne agaynst those Gods That rescues Aegypt in Cleanthes armes Come yeeld your crownes and homages to mee Though Ptolomie is dead yet I suruiue Elect and chosen by the peares to scourge The vile persumption of your hated liues Then yeeld as vanquisht vnto Aegypts king Po. First by thy valoure and the strength of armes Porus the welthie Aethiopian king Doth yeeld his crowne and homage vnto thee Swearing by all my Gods whom I adore To honor Duke Cleanthes whilst he liue And in his ayde with twentie thousand men VVill alwayes march gaynst whom thou meanst to fyght Bi. Bion whose necke was neuer forct to bow Doth yeeld him captiue to thy warlike sworde Command what