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A61942 The discontented colonell writtten by Sir Iohn Sucklin. Suckling, John, Sir, 1609-1642. 1642 (1642) Wing S6125; ESTC R14196 26,079 57

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which shal make thee curse the blindnes Of thy rage I am a woman Al, Ha ha ha brave and bold Because thy perjury deceiv'd me once And sav'd thy life thou thinkst to scape agen Imposture thus thou shalt Runs at him Iph. Oh hold I have enough Had I hope of life Thou shouldst not have this secret Alm. What will it be now Iph. My Father having long desir'd A sonne to heire his great possessions And in six births successively deceiv'd Made a rash vow and O rash vowes are punisht That if the brethen my mother went with Prov'd not a male he ne're would know her more Then was unhappy Iphigene brought forth And by the womens kindnesse made a boy And since so bred A cruell pitty as it has falne out If now thou findst that which thou thoughtst A friendship in me love forget it It was my joy and death Faints Alm. For curiosity I 'le save thee if I can Know the end if 't be but losse of blood Brests by all that 's good a woman Iphigene Iph. I thanke thee For I was falne asleepe before I had dispatcht Sweetest of al thy Sex Francelia Forgive me now my love unto this man And feare to lose him taught me a fatal cunning Made me court you and my owne destruction Fran. I am amaz'd Alm. Can it be O mockery of Heaven To let me see what my soule often wish't And mak 't my punishment A punishment that were I old in sins Were yet too great Iph. Would you have lov'd me then Pray you say would For I like teasty sickmen at their death Would know no newes but health From the physition Alm. Canst thou doubt that That hast so often seene me extasi'd When thou wer 't drest like woman Unwilling ever to believe thee man Iph. I have enough Alm. Heavens VVhat thing shall I appeare unto the world Here my ignorance might have some excuse But there I was distract None but a man enrag'd with anger To a savagenesse would e're have drawn A sword upon such gentle softnesse Be kind and kill me one of you Kill me if 't be but to preserve my wits Dearest Iphigene take thy revenge It will not misbecome thy sex at all T is act of pitty not of cruelty To dispatch a miserable man Fran. And thou wouldst be more miserable yet While like a bird made prisoner by it selfe Thou beatst thy selfe 'gainst every thing And vext passe by that which should let thee out Alm. Is it my fault or Heavens For time while she would play upon me Like ill musitians wound me up so high That I must crack sooner then move in tune Fran. Stil you rave while we For want of present helpe may perish Alm. Right a Surgeon I 'le find one instantly The enemies at hand too I had forgot Oh what fatality govern'd this night Exit Fr. How like an unthrifts case wil mine be now For al the wealth he looses Shifts but the place and stil the world Enjoyes it so will it you Sweete Iphigene tho I possesse you not Iph. What excellency of nature's this Have you so perfectly forgiven already As to consider me a losse I am in doubt what sex I should Be happier in climates of freindship Are not lesse pleasant cause they are Lesse scorching with those of Love And under them wee 'l Live Such pretious links of that shal tye Our soules together that the chaines of tother Shall be grosse fetters to it Fren. I feare I cannot stay the making Oh would you had never undeceiv'd me For I had died with pleasure Believing I had bin your Martyr now Iph. She lookes pale Francelia Fran. I cannot stay A hasty summons hurries me away And gives no dies Iph. Shee 's gon shee 's gon life like a dyalls hand A noise within Stole from the faire figure ere it was perceiv'd VVhat will become of me shee thinks t is Almerin Too too late y' are come You may perswade wild birds that wing the aire Enter Soldiers Into a cage assoone as cal her VVandring spirits back Ha these strange faces Horrour is in them if I stay I shall be taken for the murderer Oh in what straits they move That wander 'twixt the feares of death and hopes of Love Exit Bren. Forbeare upon your lives the place There dwells Divinity in it al else The Castle holds is lawfull prize Your valours wages this I claime as mine Guard you the doore Gra. Colonell shal you use al the women your self Bren. Away 't is unreasonable Drawes the Curtaine Awake faire Saint and blesse thy poore idolatour Ha pale and cold dead The sweetest guest fled murdred by Heaven The purple streames not dry yet Some villaine has broke in before me Rob'd al my hopes but I will find him out And kick his soule to hell I 'le doo 't Dragging out Iphigene Speak Iph. VVhat should I say Bren. Speake or by al Iphi Alas I doe confesse my selfe the unfortunate cause Bren. O doe you so Hadst thou been cause of all the plagues That vex mankind th'adst been an innocent To what thou ar't thou shalt not think repentance Kills Her Iph. O thou wert too sudden and Dyes Bren. VVas I so The lustfull youth would sure have spoild Her honour which finding highly guarded Rage or feare to be reveald counsel'd This villaine is there no more of them Exit Enter Almerin Not Enter Yes dog through thee ha a course laid out Instead of Iphigene Francelia dead too Where shal I begin to curse Enter Brennoralt Bren. Here if he were thy friend Alm. Brennoralt A gallant sword could never have come in better time Bren. I have a good one for thee If that will serve thy turne Alm. I long to try it That fight doth make me desperate Sick of my selfe and of the world Bren. Didst value him A greater villaine did I never kil Alm. Kill Bren Yes Alm. Ar 't sure of it Bren. May be I doe not wake Alm. Tha 'st taken then a guilt off from me Would have weigh'd down my sword Weakned me to love resistance I should have made no sport Hadst thou conceald it Know Brennoralt thy Sword is stained in Excellence great as the world can boast Bren. Ha ha how th art abus'd Looke there there lies the excellence Thou speakst of murdred by him too He did confesse he was the cause Alm. O inocence il understood and much swore us'd Shee was alas by accident but I I was the cause indeed Bre. I wil believe thee too and kil thee Destroy all causes til I make a stop In nature Alm. Brevely then The title of a Kingdome is a trifle To our quarrell sir know by sad mistake I kil'd thy Mistris Brennoralt and thou kil'dst mine Bren. Thine Alm. Yes that Iphigene Tho showne as man unto the world VVas woman excellent woman Bren. I understand no riddles guard thee Fight pause Alm. O could they now looke down And see how we two strive Which first should give revenge They would forgive us something of the crime Hold prithee give me leave To satisfy a curiosity I never kist my Iphigene as woman Bren. Thou motionst well nor have I taken leave Rising it keepes a sweetnesse yet As stills from Roses when the flowers are gone Alm. So have two fainting pilgrimes scorch't with heat Unto some neighbour fountaine steps aside Kneele first then laid their warme lips To the Nymph and from her coldnesse Tooke fresh life agen as we do now Bren. Le ts on our journey if thou art refresht Alm. Come and if there be a place reserved For hightned spirits better then other May that which wearies first of ours have it Fight a good while Almerin falls Bren. If I weary laugh at me that 's all Alm. Brave soules above Which will be sure inquisitive For newes from earth shall yet no other But that th' art brave Enter King Lords Strathman Minse Stra. To preserve some Ladies as we guest King Still gallant Brennoralt thy sword not sheathed yet Busy still Bren. Revenging Sir The foulest murder ever blasted eares Committed here by Almerin and Iphigene Alm. False false The first created purity was not More innocent then Iphigene Bren. Lives he agen Alm. Stay thou much wearyed guest Till I have throwne amongst them We shall looke black else to posterity King What sayes hee Lord Something concerning this he labours to discover Alm. Know 't was I who kild Francelia I alone Minse. O Barbarous returne of my civilities Was it thy hand Alm. Heare and forgive me Minse Entring this morning hastily With resolution to preserve The faire Francelia I found a theefe Stealing the treasure which I thought Belong'd to me wilde in my mind And ruin'd in my honour in much mistaken rage I wounded both then O too late I found My errour found Iphigene a woman Acting stolne love to make my owne safe And all my jealousies impossible Whilst I runne out to bring them cure Francelia dies and Iphigene found here I can no more dies King More strange and intricate Iphigene a woman Melid. With this story I am guiltily acquainted The first concealments since her love And all the wayes to it I have been trusted with But sir my griefe joyn'd with the instant businesse Begs a deferment King I am amaz'd till I doe heare it out But in the meane time Lest in these mists merit should lose it selfe Those forfeitures of Trock and Minse Brennoralt are thine Bren. T is princely gift but Sir it comes too late Like Sun-beames on the blasted blossomes Your favours fall you should have given Me this when 't might have rais'd Me in mens thoughts and made me equall To Francelias love I have no end Since shee 's not Back to my private life I will returne King This melancholy Iune man cure Come take the bodies up and lead the prisoners on Triumph and Funerall must walke together Cipresse and Laurell turn'd make up one chaplet For wee have got the day But bought it at so deare a rate that victory it selfe 's unfortunate FINIS
the passage sent back my words That were already on the place Melid. Stay there is yet a way Iph. O speake it Mel. But there is danger in 't Iphigene To thee high danger Iph. Fright children in the darke with that And let me know it Ther 's no such thing in nature if Almerin be lost Mel. Thus then You must be taken prisoner too And by that exchange save Almerin Iph. How can that be Mel. VVhy studies Step in and pray him set his hand To the Iaylor About this distance his seale too Iai. My Lord I know not what that is Mel. Setling of money busines foole betwixt us Iai. If 't be no more Mel. Tell him Iphigene and I desire it Exit I 'le send by Strathocles his servant A letter to Morat thus signed and sealed That shall informe the sudden execution Command him as the onely meanes To save his life to sally out this night Upon the Quarters and endeavour prisoners Name you as most secure and slightliest guarded Best pledge of safety but charge him That he kill not any if 't be avoydable Lest it should enrage the King yet more And make his death more certaine Enter Iailour with the writings Iai. He understands it not He sayes but he hath sent it Iph. But should Morat mistrust now Or this miscarry Mel. Come leave it to me I le take the Pylots part And reach the port or perish in the art Actus Secundus Enter Almerin in prison Alm. Sleepe is as nice as woman The more I court it the more it flies me Thy elder brother will be kinder yet Unsent for death will come to morrow Well what can to morrow doe 'T will cure the sence of honour lost I and my discontents shall rest together VVhat hurt is there in this But death against the will Is but a slovingly kind of potion And though prescrib'd by Heaven It goes against mens stomacks So does it at fourescore too when the soul 's Mew'd up in narrow darknesse Neither sees nor heares Pish t is meere fondnesse in our nature A certaine clownish cowardise that still Would stay at home and dares not venter Into forraigne Countries the better then Its owne ha what Countries for we receive Description of the world from our Divines ● As blind men take relations of this from us My thoughts lead me into the darke And there they leave me I le no more on 't He knocks within there some papers a light I le write toth ' King Defie him and provoke a quick dispatch I would not hold this lingring doubtfull state So long agen for all that hope can give Enter 3. or 4. of the guard with papers writing That Sword doth tempt me strangely VVer 't in my hands t' were worth the other two But then the guard it sleepes And drinkes may be to contrive If so that I could not passe Why if I fall in 't t is better yet then pageantry A Scaffold or spectators more Souldier like one of the guard peepes over his shoulder Vncivill villaine read my letter 1. Guard Not I not I my Lord Alm. Deny it too snatches his sword strikes him 1. Guard Murder murder Arme arme The Guard runs out Alm. I le follow give the Alarum within T is less suspitious arme arme arme The enemy the enemy Exit Sol, Let them come Let them come let them come Enter Souldiers running o're the stage one throwing away his armes Enter Almerin Al. I heare fresh noise The Camp 's in great disorder where am I now 'T is strangely darke goddesse without eyes Be thou my guide for blindnesse and sight Are equall sence and equall use this night Exit Enter Granivert Stratheman Villanor Marrinell Gra. Trouble not thy selfe child of discontent T will take no hurt I warrant thee The state is but a little drunke And when 't has spewd up that that made it so T will be well agen ther 's my opinion in short Mar. Th' art in the right The state 's a prety forehanded state And will doe reason hereafter Let 's drinke and talke no more on 't Al. A good motion a good motion le ts drinke Vil. I I le ts drinke Stra. Come to a mistris Gra. Agreed name name Vil. Any body Vermillia Gra. Away with it Shee s pretty to walke with And witty to talke with And pleasant to thinke on But the best use of all Is her health is a stawle And helps us to make us drinke on Stra. Excellent Gentlemen if you say the word VVee 'l vant credit and affect high pleasure Shall we Vil. I I Let 's doe that Stra. VVhat thinke you of the sacrifice now Mar Come wee 'l have it For trickling teares are vaine Vil. The sacrifice what 's that Stra. Child of ignorance 't is a campe health An Alamode one Granivert begin it Gra. Come give it me Let me see Picks up a Rose Which of them this Rose will serve hum hum hum Bright Star o' the lower Orbe twinkling inviter Which draw'st as well as eyes but sets men righter For who at thee begins comes to the place Sooner then he that sets out at the face Eyes are seducing lights that the good women know And hang out these a nearer way to shew Mar. Fine and patheticall come Villanor Vil. What 's the matter Mar. Come your liquour and your stanzons Lines lines Vil. Of what Mar. Why of any thing your Mistris has given you Vil. Gentlemen she never gave me any thing but a box O' th eare for offering to kisse her once Stra. Of that box then Mar. I I of that box of that box Vil. Since it must be give me the poyson then Drinkes That Box faire Mistris which thou gav'st me and spits Inhumane guesse is like to cost me three Three cups of wine and verses six The Rime will down but verse for Rime still stickes By which you all will easily Gentles know I am better drinke then a Po Enter Doran Mar. La you there now Doran Doran Gra. A Hall a Hall To welcome our friend Some liquour he A newer fresh face Must not alter our pace But make us stil drink the quicker hoe Wine Wine O t is Divine Come let us unto our brother What 's at the tongues end It forth doth send And will not a sillable smother Then It unlockes the brest And throwes out the rest And learnes us to know each other Dor. Mad lads have yee been heere ever since Stra. Yes faith thou seest the worst of us We debauch in discipline Foure and twenty houres is the time Burrutheus had the watch to night To morrow 't will be at my tent Dor. Good and d ee know what has fallen out to night Stra. Yes Granivert and my Lieutenant Colonell But they are friends agen Dor. Pish pish the young Palatine of Florence And his grave guardian surpris'd to night Carried by the enemy out of his quarters Gra. As a Chicken by a Kite out of a back-side Was 't not so