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A64714 The ungrateful favourite a tragedy / written by a person of honour. Southland, Thomas.; Person of honour. 1664 (1664) Wing U63; ESTC R14556 48,843 99

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safe as you 'll answer 't Next let 's convey the Body in where in Martial Accourtrements let it be expos'd To Publick View till every Souldier Hath dropt a tear then it shall be interr'd With all the great Solemnity of War In which whilst living he took such delight 'T is just that dead he have a Souldiers right They bear him off Scoena Tertia Prince in Magical Robes Lussurio in Armour Terraefilius King Guards Juliana Clariana Prince YOu know your Question and being examin'd The Answer you must make Luf In all I 'm perfect Prince Withdraw then I hear him coming Enter Terraefilius Your Lordship is most welcome Ter. My curiosity was such I could not miss my time Prince Y' are indeed somewhat before your hour But not before I am prepar'd to serve you Twelve tedious hours are already spent In Exorcisms and inchanting Charms My Robes I 've thrice with Ceremony chang'd Every Circle of deep Magick trac'd I 've div'd in Horours as profound as Hell Summon'd to Council the Infernal Furies Seen Mysteries this Night would shake and chill The blood of any common man to Ice And all to serve my Lord Ter. But my best Genius canst thou perform Prince Else I should curse my studies and despise My Art In this Circle my Lord stand you Secure and neither move nor speak to what You see for then you 'll break my Covenant With Hell and ten thousand Furies with horrour Will upon you seize and coss your Carcase Upon the bosome of a Northern storm There to be ground to Atomes Ter. I shall be circumspect Prince Observe your station then He wafts his Wand thrice By Acheron the River Styx And all the space that is betwixt That and the bot Infernal Lake Where Cerberus his Sop doth take Infernal Pluto keeps his Court And with fair Proserpine doth sport I do conjure fierce Radamant Aecus Minos Hell's Pursuvant The compass of the earth to trace And bring the Prince unto this place Within the twinkling of an eye A Man rises like a Spirit Spirit His Vertue bars that liberty But if that thou no more wilt claim Then Hell promise'd in Pluto's Name It shall be done Prince His shadow you 'll afford Spirit You know the Devil never broke his word I 'll send his shadow straight waft thrice your Wand And what you wish shall be at your command The Spirit descends Enter Lussurio in Armour Ter. Aside A pretty Incantation and in Verse If Ryme will do 't I 'll see if I can pierce This Aiery Prince it looks as if 't were he I 'm sure that I should know that Armory Could I but hit him right What are you down Can Devils die are Spirits mortal grown He kills Lussurio The Prince throws off his Disguise Prince No there 's one still lives to be reveng'd on thee Ter. The Prince Who is it then I have slain Prince Lussurio his shadow for which I 'll be reveng'd Will it not enter He makes a Pass at Terraefilius Ter. Thanks to my Privy Coat Are you so subtle Prince I 'll try what Proof you are He wounds the Prince Prince Treason Murther Treason Oh I am slain On thee bafe Slave my blood will still remain He falls Enter King and Guard King Our Guard what Outcry 's this of Treason Ter. 'T is met Sir and destroy'd Finding the Prince Clad in this Moorish Garb for some designe Upon your sacred Life I interpos'd Between his fury and your danger Sir Prince Dear Father hear me and next lend belief Unto my dying words There 's not a smile Within that Fellows face which is not Traytor King Merciful Gods sear up my Aged Ears Put double Cataracts upon my Eyes That I may neither hear nor see a son So treacherous Ter. I hope your Majesty 'll forgive my crime When your Life 's in Question I am not my self King You merit rather a Reward That Traytor will finde his in Hell Prince That Villain cannot glory in my death His wounds were slight your words rip up my heart King See him secured and safe kept Caliste I do commit him to thy custody Prince A Grave must shortly Sir my Prison be When Death shall purchase my souls liberty But y' are too cruel to perplex me now Since all to dying men do peace allow Juliana and Clariana at the door Guard You must not enter Clar. Must not shall Clariana hear her Prince Is slain and stand disputing King What noise is that without Guard The Princess and the Dukes Daughter would have admittance King Let them enter They enter Clariana runs to the Prince Clar. Oh let me tear my flesh to bind those wounds Madam the Prince is slain Where 's his Murtherer That I may shoot my eyes into his soul Like burning Beacons to torment it more Then if it were in Hell and circled in With Sulphur-flames might equalize his sin Prince Weep not Juliana for a man so worthless I' th' King my Fathers thoughts not worth a Tear Obedience should teach thee to rejoyce Since the Kings peace is purchas'd by my blood Though blood of Peace an ill foundation be May his Peace spring from his sons Tragedy Clariana I must breathe on thee a Parting Kiss Poor weeping Maid too much beloved Too much unfortunate in being loved By one that could not solemnize thy Rites Mayst thou live happy in a second choice Whilst to my silent Grave I bear my love And injuries Commend me to the Duke Tell him I grieve to leave on earth such an Angel-soul mine can no longer bide here Dies King Look to the Lady there she swoons Daughter Methinks your love to us should rather teach you To congratulate our safety then wash A Traytors Herse with Tears Jul. He was my Brother Sir and Nature must Resent so near a loss Ter. You had best take order for his Obsequies Lest that the Rhetorick of these Ladies tears Excite compassion in the Multitude King You of the Guard convey the Body hence Whilst we withdraw to consult publick safety Clar. Carry him where you please I 'll follow to His Grave They bear him off Jul. But first 't were fit we study on revenge Live but to finish that we 'll both prefer Much before Life a Noble Sepulchre Exeunt Juliana and Clariana King Tho' he be dead his Treasons still survive His Troops in being and the Duke alive Ter. Those threaten little now the Prince is gone He was the Pillar they depended on Proclaim your pardon and they soon will yeild Yet some blood for example must be spill'd Excess of mercy makes all Traytors bold Had Gods no Justice Vertue would be cold King We 'll both employ Our severe Justice shall Upon the Duke and chief Commanders fall Whilst extended mercy doth forgive All ignorant crimes and let the Army live Ter. Mercy so us'd doth no repentance breed For you destroy Rebellion in the seed Exeunt Scoena Quarta Duke Officers Messengers Duke 'T Is
strange we hear not of the Prince he has I 'm confid●●t receiv'd advice both of Valerio's Death and my approach to Naples 1 Off. But what 's more wonderful your Messenger Returns not Duke That doth distract me too Me thinks he should With some Advices re-dispatch him back We all are in a mist and our designe For want of prosecution must needs give Advantage to the Enemy for soon As Hortensio hath notice of our March He 'll rally up his forces and pursue us From the Kings fury no less danger waits On our March forward Ruine will hem us in And pale Destruction like a hungry Grave Devour our Lives and Fortunes 1 Off. Our case is hard indeed to forsake hopes Of safety for a certain ruine 2 Off. Nay certain safety the resolution Was too promptly made and too soon executed Duke You judge by the event howe'er 't succeed The stratagem was high and the designe Through-laid We are not Gods to mold our fate Or to foresee futurity of chance We but propose 't is they dispose of things They mold the Fortunes of the mightiest Kings What means that shout A shout within 1 Off. It speaks the return Sir of your Messenger Enter Messenger Duke You are most welcome because long expected Where are the Prince's Letters 'T is more then time We knew his minde Mess The Prince Alas Duke Why dost thou stop and wear upon thy looks Distractions Livery Mess Could you but read the Tragedy within You 'd leave amazement and transported be To such a highth of wonder 't would change you To a Statue or like weeping Niobe From a Fountain-top force you to distil A Sea of blood for tears Duke For what most dire and fatal accident Dost thou prepare our ears Is the Prince Discovered and in hold Mess In hold indeed he 's Prisoner to Death Duke To Death Curst be the tongue which gave that language voice Curst be the ears that did receive the sound And doubly curst that guilty hand which durst Commit so vile a Regicide 1 Off. Cease good my Lord to be so far enrag'd Let us revenge before we grieve his death In his just Quarrel we 'll all spend our breath Duke Noble Lieutenant thy advice doth adde New vigour to my soul My curses now Shall change into revenge The Gods knew well How sweet that power was therefore reserv'd It wholly to themselves yet daring men By petty passions mov'd do often try To rob the Gods of that felicity With how much justice may I then revenge The Prince his Murther on that damned Slave Who durst in him give Vertue 's self a Grave Mess To set a sharper edge upon your swords Know that his Murtherer is high infavour With the King and that it is reported The Princess marriage must reward the act With whom he is to raign th' old King being dead A Monarch here in Naples Duke A King in Hell amongst the Purple flames He shall be rewarded Phalaris Bull Or some more horrid Instrument of death Which may with lingring yet excessive pain Drink by degrees his life and force him curse His soul to Hell for ease shall be his recompence 2 Off. But all this while his Name 's to us unknown Duke Let it be Murtherer or what it may My high revenge is levell'd at his soul Mess They call him Calisto but neither know From whence nor what he is Duke But I know where to send him This Caliste Must certainly be Terraefilius That Slave still wore a murthering heart beneath A smiling face But come let 's haste to Court If Blood be pastime there I 'll make them sport Exeunt Scoena Quinta Juliana Clariana Livia Jul. THy grief to mine compar'd is of so mean A price it looseth all account Clar. I 've lost my Heart my Lover and my Prince Jul. And I my Love Heart Prince and Brother too My dear Valerio's poyson'd yet I live Clar. Amintor murther'd and I onely grieve Livia sings My Love is dead and my Heart is gone And yet I live And yet I grieve But Frangypane will return anon From yonder cloud Jul. What a medley of sorrow 's here Livia continues the Song He 'll rip his shrowd And visit me again But I 'll no longer be Guilty of cruelty By which he once was slain If that you spy An Arrow fly And wound his Noble Heart Oh do not cry Oh do not start 'T is but a glance Of this bright eye That doth advance To visit his poor Heart Clar. Poor innocent Maid with what distracted Yet passionate Notes she vents her griefs Were I distracted too I might as she Perhaps in Songs vent all my misery Jul. That wish would but our miseries augment For it would render us uncapable To revenge the deaths of those we grieve for Clar. I know 't is ignoble but where there is A want of strength to bear a misery To Nature sure it is a charity To wish our selves less sensible of grief I could afford to melt my soul in tears Distil my eyes like Marble in a sweat If 't would renew my dear Amintor's life But such my mis'ry is the more I grieve I 've greater cause to grieve Like damned fouls That suffer'd flames a hundred thousand years Perceive their sufferings of as great a length When that time 's finisht as when first begun So will the Prince his death appear to me And every day augment my misery Jul. Dry up those liquid sorrows Joyn with me In a Revenge may justifie your love And set his bones at rest Then we 'll resolve Like Roman Dames to meet our Loves in shades Which neither jealousie nor fate invades Clar. My Womans strength will fail in the attempt 'T is easier far for me to die my self Then own the cruelty to destroy another Yet Death though gildedne'en so well is still Relisht by Nature as a bitter Pill Jul. Tho' Nature's weak our loves may well supply That poor defect and teach us how to die And our Revenge so great a Justice is Nor gods nor men can say we do amiss He 'll straight be here come come you must resolve Here take this Ponyard how you tremble at it Me thinks my Brothers death might fortifie Your Arm. Clar. That fatal word addes Courage Jul. Why bravely said Think who you do revenge Think how he lov'd how innocent he died Then strike Thou canst not miss the Traytors heart I 'll grave as many wounds upon his flesh As his vile murther made upon my heart And then the World and I may freely part Clar. I 'll endeavour to follow your example So brave a Leader may well guide my hand To all those Actions which my fears withstand But if my love I to your Precepts Joyn No Womans Courage ought to equal mine Jul. How well that speech becomes my Clariana But since our Courage hath attain'd this heighth We must devise the aptest means to perfect Our Revenge Perswade thou Livia bind him to this
time you now were with them they believe Y' are but retired to your Country-house To setch them some pecuniary supplies You must continue still the false report Of my being gone to head some other Troops That lie concealed in a place remote Expecting a fit opportunity Upon advantage to disclose themselves For this will raise a terrour in the King Still keep their wisest Counsels in suspence That they 'll be long resolving what to do At worst they will not dare employ their force Against our Army in Calabria For fear our rumour'd forces here at home Should suddainly the King and Court surprize Duke I shall observe all your directions And make a Politick use from time to time Of these blanks by your Princely hand subscrib'd On Terraefilius specially whom I mistrust Prince Let not your Zeal my Lord so injure him Y' are both my friends yet Terraefilius Is of so dear concern unto my Soul I sooner should mistrust my self then him Nature hath molded all his faculties As if she intended him fair Vertues Shrine And Education hath so strengthened Those Natural Seeds of Honesty that In spight of Envy they must ever flourish Duke I wish your confidence meet no deceit Your Nature is too Noble to mistrust But if his intimacy with the King You 'd justly weigh in Reasons equal Scale And how since his endearment the old King's Ill-grounded Hatred to your self 's increast 'T were worthy a suspicion Prince Well I am content to try his Loyalty Duke I wish you finde all false however you 'll be Near enough to dive into his Policy Enter Juliana Clariana Prince No more here comes my Clariana and My Sister I hope I 'm far from knowledge Now my Lord we must but sigh a parting wish And separate Duke Wishing your Highness safety I am gone I hope to meet you next time on your Throne Prince Not whilst my Father lives for I would prove Not Heir unto his Kingdome but his Love Exit Duke Jul. I am glad howe'er my Brother is escap'd Since that the King design'd him for a Prison Clar. Such a restraint his Spirit could ne'er brook His Noble Soul would scorn to be confin'd And grown intemperate with injuries Might have expos'd his body unto some Contagious and Pestilential Fever Or more distractive Melancholy kill'd him Jul. So may the Wars thou hast not nam'd my fear Which was the secret murther of the Prince My credulous Fathers nature being apt By bloody Villains to be workt upon But now my Brother hath a spacious field To justifie his innocence or die In the Bed of Honour Clar. Die dear Madam that word 's destructive to us all Jul. He was not born immortal Clariana We all must die Death is to none a shame But those whose vitious lives do merit blame Prince I honour thy bravery of spirit My Clariana's more effeminate Fit for loves Dulcet charms yet is her Soul With Vertues much enrich'd though Pity most Within her Breast her Excellence may boast He goes to them Hail gentle Ladies you both are Much less fortunate then fair I read a sorrow on your brow And by a secret knowledge know The true cause of all your woe Clar. What 's this a Soothsayer Jul. One that pretends to Augury it seems I 'll try his Art Takes her by the hand Prince Sacred Madam as you stand This appears a Princess hand Mars and Venus do conjoyn Here within this amorous Line By which Art doth make us know You affect Valerio Jul. A strange knowledge Clariana Clar. It amazes me Jul. Pray proceed Prince By this Triangle Mars his square He should now be gone to th' War And by this same Line of Life You may live to be his Wife Though he be gone with bloody mind He shall ne'er your Brother find His aim is War Blood his intent Yet in his soul he 's innocent Jul. Stranger still Prince In your ear Madam by the way One thing I have more to say 'T is in your power to command And withhold Valerio's hand Vse your interest do this good Save your Lover and much blood Else on you will lie the guilt Of all the blood that 's to be spilt Clar. Take his counsel Madam for sure his Art 's Divine and he by th' Gods from Heaven sent Our dangers to foretel our griefs prevent Jul. Most learned Sir let us entreat your stay That we may yeild just Honours to your Art Prince Madam you shall command it Jul. You honour us whilst we enjoy your skill We 're careless of our fate and fear no ill Exeunt Scoena Quarta Terraefilius Lussurio Maligno Prince Clariana Tor. 'T is as I tell thee she loves thee dearly dotes on thee almost to death Lus Dear Calisto may I credit this Livia love me Ter. Thou art the very Idol of her soul Her Titular Saint As I was walking Two hours since behind the Mirtle-Grove Under a Cypress Tree I Livia spyed In such a posture as I soon did guess Love was the cause of her retirement Which moved my curiosity to draw Nearer where undiscern'd I over-heard Her thus complain unto her self Livia How hard 's thy fate to be belov'd by one Unworthy of thy love and to affect Lussurio dear Lussurio With which Her tears so plentifully flowed they stopt A while her Speech but taking truce with grief Lus What follow'd then my dear Calisto Ter. She said I must devise some way to let him know I love and how withal I hate Maligno betwixt whom and me Nature hath plac'd such an Antipathy I cannot live till he 's destroy'd and by Lussurio Lus I would I had the heart I 'd do it straight and merit her Ter. 'T is a strange longing Sir but Womens appetites are very exorbitant especially when they 're in love Lus It is her longing moves me Ter. Nay y' are oblig'd in conscience since she loves you and hateth for your sake Maligno thus Lus Nay I 'd do it willingly but for two rubs the danger Calisto and a certain natural aversion from spilling humane blood Ter. 'T is considerable but my life 's at your service Here he comes observe that frown and neglect not this opportunity to see your Mistress Lus Ha ha ha He hath received but a frothy entertainment Mal. How merry the Slave is Exit Ter. Hath he not cause that triumphs in his Mistresses favours He hath wearied me with amorous passages were I as you I would not bear the affront Mal. Were I confirm'd you promis'd visible proof Ter. Well remembred make haste you 'll finde them now together you soon may guess what men and women do in private Mal. If I finde him there he dies Exit Ter. Yes fifty odd years hence Although these Slaves Want Policy to dive in my designes Envy may make them vigilant to mark My actions Malice many times gives Wit I therefore thought it Wisdome to create This difference to keep them so employ'd In countermining of each
At first like a strong ship that makes the waves Rebound and shew their angry foam about Her Ribs she did repulse your love whereat I seem'd a little to draw off that with A double force I might return to storm Her resolution as at last I did Leaving Loves softer Theam to which her heart Seem'd an Antagonist I had recourse To what deceives the World Hypocrisie Which I did cloath in such a pious Garb Religion might have smil'd t' have seen her self So Ap'd With pious tears I did bemoan Her Fate yet on my knees at the same time Intreat her to embrace 't assuring her With a thousand imprecations strengthen'd By twice as many oaths that she 'd be cause In her withstanding of her Destiny Of the whole ruine of her Fathers state Her Brothers life incur the Peoples hate Ter. Excellent Hypocrite That we two might Incorporate and overthrow the World With Policy Was not the Princess mov'd Prin. Beyond expression startled in her thoughts Her Hate and Piety were so intermixt As barr'd all resolution You she seem'd To hate with all the malice of a Woman Contemning your Alliance with a scorn Might equal Cleopatra's when Caesar thought T' have led her a base Captive unto Rome T' adorn his Triumphs Yet Religion Mixt with a zealous fear t' offend the Gods Made her more apt to listen to my words Which her ears faster drunk then her confus'd And much perplex'd Imagination could Digest or indeed duely weigh To tell You all her Doubts and how I did resolve them Too tedious were suffice it that at last She was convinc'd Ter. But by what happy means Let me know every circumstance that I may adore the brain which did contrive it Prin. When nothing could prevail and I perceiv'd She was inclin'd with Conscience to dispence And hazard all I threatned I took a Pen and straight drew a Scheme before her Eyes Whereby I seem'd to calculate your Birth And soon convinced her too credulous faith You were a Prince led hither by the Stars For the accomplishment o' th' Gods Decrees Whereat she seem'd transported in her soul And crediting my words began to love Ter. Y 'ave render'd me too happy were my life Consum'd i' th' satisfaction of this service I should still die ungrateful Prin. This service Sir will scarce deserve your thanks Try me in something may be worth your love Ter. After this service past what canst thou do May equally oblige me Prince Sir I can bring the Prince the onely man That stands between you and your proudest hopes Into your power the old King I look on As a meer shadow I know your interest Ter. The Devil hath inspir'd him with my own thoughts Thou talk'st of blessings rather to be wisht Then hop'd for or effected Prince Be not incredulous my Art improv'd By my great Zeal to serve you will make me Work greater Miracles Ter. Your courtesies confound me I must crave Some time to prize them as I ought but if I thrive in my ambitious hopes you must Divide the Empire Prince Is your ambition there Y' are somewhat wide Aside If all hit right 't is you that must divide But not my Crown They that by crimes aspire Should be cut short that they may grow no higher Ter. It shall be so Come Sir let 's to the King 'T is much about the time he did appoint The Princes death we will contrive by th' way Danger doth threaten evils at a stay Exeunt Scoena Quarta Livia Juliana Clariana Lussurio Maligno Liv. DEar Frangypane how noble was thy love To die for me what generous sparks lie hid And smother'd in extravagant Fancies Thy Noble death hath gain'd more then thy life Could ever purchase thee my Love Jul. Prethee listen for the Wench is run Distracted sure since Frangypane's death And so transported that a Lord did die For love of her she 's quite Platonick grown And doats upon his Ghost Clar. How Love doth play with Mortals Liv. Holy Soul that gracest th' Elizium shades With thy blest company and rendrest us Unhappy by thy absence hear my Vow My Heart hereafter shall be ever thine And free from all Terrestrial Love aspire By thy example to become Divine And flee towards thee because it can no higher Jul. How she 's exalted Liv. No Mortals touch shall ere pollute my lip Nor lustful gripe provoke a wanton smile Nor amorous fingers be allow'd to skip Into my Bosom lest they should beguile Thee of my love and me of that same part I 'd wholly dedicate to thee my heart Clar. She 's high-flown in love Jul. A true Platonick a very Spirit in Flesh SONG Livia To love's a trifle but to love like me Would pose Loves Deity She best on earth's esteem'd to love Doth constant'st to her object prove But I much higher move Loving an Object though it absent be In this who equals me But what talk I here of Equality As if each common man Might vie with Frangypane Had other Lovers but a Saint like mine So worthy and divine Their Offering too would be as high As mine unto his Sanity With what good justice can I tax a want of love in others then Or my own Vertues raise From what is onely due unto his praise I lov'd not's earth nor is it I Now love bis immortality But he that elevates my Soul so high Clar. Sure she 's inspired Jul. With her deceas'd Lovers Genius Enter Lussurio Maligno Clar. He spoke Raptures and she sings them but here Her living Lovers come shall 's make some sport Jul. 'T were pleasant sure to see them fight they 'll snarl they say like Dogs at a Country-wicket and draw their swords but 't is to wound the Air for if one makes a pass the other retires Livia made me the prettieff relation Clar. They look indeed as if they were of the Peace Lus To set a period to our fatal War Which might produce the shedding of much blood I am content Mal. And so am I Him that she chuses happy be his lot Jul. Livia here are those will disturb your meditations Clar. The Wench is in beaven sure already Her thoughts are with Frangypane Mal. Do you begin Lus The Princess is here she 'll laugh at us Jul. Let me alone I 'll warrant you some mirth Lussurio Lus An' please your Highness Jul. Y' are a diligent servant we love you well and having heard the love you bear our Maid of Honour resolve to recompence your merit by making it a Match She is an Heiress Sir Lus Your Highness bounty so confounds me I can't express my thanks my very Soul 's your slave Jul. Your modesty deserves our favour Go send that Fellow to us I hear he is a Pretender We can distinguish merit Lus I hope so Madam I 'll be as observant as your Puppy-Dog Jul. Mark then my beck when thus I hold my finger Cease Livia carry her to my Chappel Where you shall find a Priest
chair Her known madness will make 't appear a Jest Should he discover it Clar. But how to work her to it Distracted Lovers Are still obstinate Jul. Thou say'st true 't will be somewhat difficult My griefs have made me loose my brains Clar. What if we should perswade her that he did Contrive the death of Frangypane Jul. 'T will be excellent Dear Clariana Thou' rt for th' inventive I the active part Sure both together cannot miss his heart But silence now must make our counsels wise For see where comes the design'd sacrifice Scoena Sexta Terraefilius Juliona Clariana Livia Ter. THe Prince his death was a success beyond All vulgar caresses of fate I nickt The wheel of fortune when I struck that stroke For his Disguise did undermine my Plots Jul. Surely he sees us not Clar. Good Madam let 's observe Ter. Poor shallow Prince did'st think to cope with me Whom ragged fortunes had made politick And opportunity a Knave I must Confess thy counterplots were dangerous To my fate Had fortune meant me but half A courtesie that stratagem might have Swallow'd me and my designes in the Deep gulph of ruine But thanks my better stars My safety triumphs in thy death which feeds My ambition almost with certainty Of that most glorious Prize she aim'd at This Kingdome and the Princess Love stay there But what assurance have I of her love The Prince his word A poor security A Reed I dare not rest on This Letter Writ from the King t' endear me to her thoughts Is a foundation cannot fail my hopes Men born to Greatness are but born to fall When brave ambition means to catch at all I 'll boldly make a tender of my love And if refus'd wed my revenge She turns Jul. She 's rarely wrought you know your Qu. Ter. Madam My last Addresses from your smiles receiv'd So kinde a welcome my heart dares not now Doubt your love since I bring th' Authority Both of a Fathers and a Monarchs hand Gives her a Letter To plead my interest and implore your free Consent to consummate my Vows Two chairs set out Jul. Pray Sir repose your self whilst I have read The Injunction of a Parent you shall finde Me rational in my reply They both sit down Ter. She 's kind beyond my hopes Blest Terraefilius The Prince his Policy hath deceiv'd himself Since from the Princess he hath all conceal'd On some designe his death cut off i' th' middle As I live she smiles sure the contents do please As be discourses to himself Livia binds him Ter. Pretty Innocence Your Woman Madam Hath bound me to my good behaviour Juliana and Clariana present ponyards to his brest Jul. This shall set you free struggle not nor use Your voice If you employ either by my Brothers Soul I 'll send yours to Hell immediately With all your fins upon you Ter. Dear Princess your hand implies an action Your heart I hope 's too soft to execute If 't be a tryal of my love you 'd make Give me the Ponyard and on your command I 'll rip my heart to let you see its truth Jul. Your love base Slave I scorn 'T is my revenge And for a Brothers death I prosecute Ter. Hold and do not on my innocence revenge A crime I 'm guiltless of Jul. Thou guiltless Clar. Thou innocent Ter. In thought as you I knew him not when my Unlucky and too fatal hand cut off His blooming Youth And might not this strong Arm Be useful to the King Madam to you And to th' Kingdomes safety I 'd cut it off So much I loath to think on the mistake Jul. Vile Hypocrite we from the Prince his mouth Do too much know ere to believe thy lyes Ask briefly pardon of the Gods We would Not kill thy soul eternally Clar. Yet unprepar'd he sent the Prince to give His last account Jul. He did Clariana This vile Traytor did it I joy to see thy spirit but his soul Was still so innocent and held so small Commerce with sin we need not doubt his safety Clar. I look upon the malice that was high And gave no leisure for a penitent Thought Let 's strike Jul. How nobly shews this Courage Clar. Love and Revenge do fortifie my Arm And from a tim'rous Virgin me transform To a bold yet just punisher of blood The Prince his blood in this same fellows guilt Appears as fresh as if 't were newly built Jul. He weeps how much he labours to seem good Clar. But tears are no sufficient wash for blood Jul. Had not thy words call'd from her drowsie Den My just revenge it had been drown'd in pity Clar. Loose not that spirit Madam you have put In me that noble spirit now rebukes Your too much Lenity If a Brothers Death be no ugly fuel for the fire Of your Revenge to feed on Valerio's Will fan it to a flame Jul. How was my memory employ'd that she Forgot that Noble soul Could Pity take Up all the Lodgings of my thoughts Vile Maid Where was thy love and where was thy revenge Both in his silent Grave Ter. How they inflame each other to destroy me Guilt makes me dull and Danger stupid Else I might mix some eloquence with tears To mollifie their hearts Jul. Is your peace made Ter. Oh stay Jul. I can defer no longer Valerio's blood Calls loud upon my soul for a revenge Clar. So doth the Prince's death Come let us strike Both our concerns do spur us on alike Ter. Yet hold tho' my innocence he a dumb Advocate to your ears yet let compassion Mitigate your rage or at least give me time To vindicate my self Clar. Madam let 's hear him out Jul. No Clariana no I 'll be as deaf As a Northern Wind the Mariners Exclaims to all he says Were Angels sent To vindicate his innocence I 'd judge Them Devils by their lyes Let 's not defer Lest thou loose courage too and at one time Our Womans strength forsake us both Clar. Fear not my soul doth want extention To entertain my love and my revenge Jul. You saw my Brother bleed he bled by him Clar. You heard Valerio di'd he poison'd him Jul. And on his heart I will revenge it thus Strikes Ha! will it not enter Clar. The Gods would have the Prince revenged first His Throat I hope 's unarm'd She wounds him Ter. That stroke was home indeed Base Murtheress I wish my blood were poison for thy sake That every stain might make an ulc'rous sore And by degrees consume and rot your bones Jul. Base Slave I 'll stop your Throat Good Livia stand aside Whilst she speaks to Livia he catches her by the Gown Ter. Not yet y' are within my grasp Liv. Nay if y' are good at that I 'll stand at distance Clar. Thy death shall set her free Liv. Good Madam one stroke for Frangypane I thank you heartily 't was a brave one Ter. My Death Oh that my eyes had power to
Consume you all or that my dying breath Might a contagion breed throughout the earth It grieves me not so much I am to fall Tho' from the pinacle of all my hopes As that my glories by a female rage Are all eclips'd Devil's revenge my death I can but curse you and so yeild my breath He dies Jul. Thy curses will accompany thy soul Valerio thou' rt reveng'd Clar. The Prince may likewise rest in Peace Liv. And so may Frangypane King Duke c. within King Break ope the doors Jul. We are surpriz'd but Death shall Finish all She wounds her self Clar. Why did you strike before me Jul. That I may carry tydings to the Prince That you will follow Liv. Commend my love likewise to Frangypane Tell him I 'll grieve his death a score of years And then I 'll visit him Jul. They bounce again dispatch dear Clariana Clar. Alas my feeble arm its utmost courage shew'd In spilling boldly that base Traytors blood I dare not die Liv. Nor I if I should be hang'd Jul. Then live here miserably whilst I Enjoy in the Elyzium shades my dear Valerio's company Farewel Clar. Nay take me with you for I feel desires Strong enough to lead me to the Prince My courage ebbs and flows just as my love And fears do dictate but love triumphs now She wounds her self Scoena Ultima King Duke Hortensio Captains c. Duke BE not so cruel to thy self Clar. Y' are welcome but too late Liv. I 'll take your counsel Sir I can't abide To have my love serv'd up in blood Exit Jul. Give me thy hand I 'll guide thee in this shady Pilgrimage Duke Great Sir you see the shipwracks you have made Your Sons innocence you already know Your Daughters you ne'er doubted nor I mine King I finde and see too much Goes to the Princess Duke My dearest Clariana Clar. Grieve not for me I finde a peace in death Beyond all earthly comforts Farewel Dies Duke She 's gone for ever gone Weeps Jul. Adieu dear Father May your Throne be well Secured by your Childrens blood your Peace Dayly by Subjects Loyalty encrease King Thy wishes will be good for those succeed Me in this fatal Throne My heart doth bleed With such an inward grief for my crimes past Caus'd by suspition and my needless fears By baser Sycophants improv'd I scarce Can live to ask a Pardon nor she to give 't That crack was timely in the other world She dies I will implore 't of both Dies Hor. Alas poor King grief crackt his aged heart My Lord why do you waste your tears in a Single sorrow when a general grief So much requires them Duke What can be nearer then a Daughters death Hor. A Soveraigns and the Peoples safety Duke The King dead Hor. Heart-broke with grief Duke Then Nature must excuse me Grief employ Thy power to distil my soul in tears Upon this Prince's Hearse whose much distrust Did heap on woes to hasten him to dust Hor. Your sorrow 's comely but the publick danger In my opinion claims precedency These dire events to Naples and her Crown Should they arrive unto the publick ear Ere you assert your right or make your claim Which is undoubted to this Realm Faction Might discompose the Publick Peace And so our griefs and dangers both increase Duke Advise us dear Hortensio now our friend Thy prompt complyance with us in revenge Of Prince Amintors death I never shall Forget to own or to neward Hor. The baseness of the Murther did compel That seeming Treachery but my revole You know was grounded upon honest thoughts And that we both meant safety to the King Duke Thou speak'st an Angel-truth But to Our Right Hor. We all salute you King Capt. Sould. Long live Alphonso King of us and Naples Duke We heartily your Acclamations greet Let all these Princely bodies be expos'd To publick grief for a convenient time And then interr'd with high solemnity As for that Caitiff Slave whose impious crimes All Presidents exceed so let his Grave Be in the bowels of devouring Wolves To whom let it be cast a prey whilst we Mutually grieve his great impiety Exeunt EPILOGUE VVIT's grown so poor those Poets now excel That in a Play express but one thing well If new 't is such a Miracle in Wit You ought admire but not to censure it Yet Gallants you do not consider this But boldly censure every thing amiss As if that Poets ought to have no fault When very Gods themselves do sometimes halt Troth you 'd do well before you censure it To try your selves if you can better it Which if y' effect your Work much better shames Those you'd condemn then now your loud exclaims But this our Author knew when first he writ He did create you Judges of his Wit Without disputing of your learned skill His Doom's wholly depending on your Will Therefore proceed whate'er your sentence be 'T will but at worst compleat his Tragedy But if in 's favour you your Verdict give Loudly proclaim your Votes and let it live FINIS