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A04539	The Diuils charter a tragædie conteining the life and death of Pope Alexander the sixt. As it was plaide before the Kings Maiestie, vpon Candlemasse night last: by his Maiesties Seruants. But more exactly reuewed, corrected, and augmented since by the author, for the more pleasure and profit of the reader.	Barnes, Barnabe, 1569?-1609.	1607 (1607)	STC 1466; ESTC S122228	50,322	96

six Cardinals In diuilish auarice to get their goods Haue you not vvhich is most abhominable Commited incest vvith your onely daughter And made me sinne vvith her for company That both might raigne in hell for company Did you not take of Georgio Bucciardo One hundred thousand Ducats from the Turke To kill his brother Gemen Ottamon Haue you not kept the Pearle of Italie Astor Manfredi that young vertuous Prince In beastly lust and filthy Sodomie Blasting the blossome of his toward youth Haue you not now giuen order for the death Of my deere Sister whom your passions caus'd To kill her latter husband Di Viselli And robd the noble Earle of his new spowse Onely to cloake your vile impiety Ale Caesar the Diuill hath bin thy Schole-maister Caes. I passe your secret counsell with the diuill Your Auarice ambition perfidie Your bloudie plots inhumane crueltie Why then vpbrayd yee mee with Candies death A bastard of our house degenerate In whom no sparke or spiracle of honor Appear'd to raise the race of Borgia But had I beene Lieutenant of your forces This arme had conquer'd all Romania France before this had trembled Spaine had stoop'd The Romaine Emperor had faun'd vpon vs King Charles had beene restraind Frederick expulsd And Naples had beene made our heritage Alex. A triple ioy succeeds a single griefe I haue engag'd all to make Caesar great Caesar it suteth with thy grace and glory To cloake my vices I will pardon thine Let one of vs excuse an others crimes And for this bloudy fact so lately done As thou didst cunningly begin proceed To lay the guilt or imputation On them whose death may doe thee benefit And neuer was my soule better contented Then that our woes are with rich hopes preuented Caes. Now stands Romania subiect to my sword Imola furli Camerine and Vrbine Shall haue the first charge if I there succeed Haue forward farther with a better speed Caesar o nullo written in my guydon When with my troopes victoriously I ride on Alex. Holla Bernardo call in Caraffa with Bentiuoly Enter Barn Ay now now now my precious boy my Caesar Prosecute as thou hast begunne With Arte looke sullaine and demure Hold downe thy head like one swolne vp with sorrow Enter Caraffa with Bentiuoly They come they come say that those armes were put on In reuenge of Candies death The soueraigne medicine of things past cure Is for to beare with patience and forget Caesar hath vowde reuenge for Candies death And in regarde of Caesars piety I make him generall in his brothers place Coes. And neuer shall I sheath this sword in peace Till it haue wrought vpon the murtherer Caraf. Happy successe accompany my Lord And in your battles giue you victory Bent. Is order taken for his funerals Coes. Bentiuoli take you no thought for that That is the greatest care which troubles me Alex. Come on my Lords we will aduise within For I must haue your counsels in my griefe Exeunt omnes SCEN. 3. Enter Lucretia richly attired with a Vyol in her hand Luc. Kinde Lodowike hadst thou presented me With Persian clothes of gold or Tinsilry With rich Arabian Odors pretious stones Or what braue women hold in highest price Could not haue beene so gracious as this tincture Which I more valew then my richest iewels Oh Motticilla Enter Motticilla Bring me some mixtures and my dressing boxes This night I purpose priuately to sup With my Lord Cardinall of Capua Enter two Pages with a Table two looking glasses a box with Combes and instruments a rich bowle Bring me some blanching water in this bowle Exit Motti Shee looketh in her glasse Here I perceiue a little riueling Aboue my for-head but I wimple it Either with iewels or a lock of haire And yet it is as white as the pure snow O God when that sweet Marques Mantoua Did in Ferrara feast my Lord and mee What rich comparisons and similies He with ingenious fantasie deuis'd Doting vpon the whitenesse of my browes As that betwixt them stood the chaire of state Compos'd of Iuorie for the Paphian Queene Sitting in comfort after amourous conquest And kist my for-head twenty thousand times Oft haue I wisht the coulour of this haire More bright and not of such a Spanish dye And yet the Duke of Bourbon on his knees As the diuinest fauour of this world Did beg one lock to make a Bracelet For which few haires he garnished my head With Iewels worth six thousand crownes at least My beaming eyes yet full of Maiesty Dart loue and giue bright luster to the glasse As when the sunne beames touch a Diamond The Prince of Salerne solemnly did sweare These eies were quiuers which such shafts did beare That were so sharpe and had such fierie touch As Cupids Arrowes neuer had so much The Rosie Garden of these amourous cheekes My nose the gratious forte of conquering loue Breathing attractiue odors to those louers That languish and are vanquisht with desire Gonzaga calleth it the siluer pearch Where Venus turtles mutuall pleasure search Sweet mouth the Ruby port to Paradice Of my worlds pleasure from whence issue forth Many false brags bold sallies sweet supplies A chinne the matchles fabricke of faire nature A necke two brests vpon whose cherry niples So many sweet solcions Cupid suckt Giue me some blanching water in this boule Wash my face Motticilla with this cloth So t is well now will I try these collours Giue me that oyle of Talck Take sa●snet Motticilla smooth my forehead She looketh in two glasses and beholdeth her body I must delay this colour is it carnation right Mot. Oh the true tincture of a damask rose Luc. What is it excellent Mot. Most full of life And madame that 's a pretious liniment As euer I beheld to smooth the browes Luc. I will correct these arches with this mullet Plucke not to hard beleeue me Motticilla You plucke to hard I feele a foule stincke in my nostrells Some stinke is vehement and hurts my braine My cheekes both burne and sting giue me my glasse Out out for shame I see the blood it selfe Dispersed and inflamed giue me some water Motticilla rubbeth her cheekes with a cloth Lucretia looketh in the glasse My braines intoxicate my face is scalded Hence with the glasse coole coole my face rancke poyson Is ministred to bring me to my death I feele the venime boyling in my veines M●t. Ah me deere Lady what strang leoprosie The more I wash the more spreads on your face Luc. Send to my father call phisitions in Exit Mo●●i Oh Candie where art thou my comforter Dead and intomb'd Lucrece must follow thee I burne I burne oh where is my deere Lord My braines are seard vp with some fatall fire Enter a seruant and Phisition with Morticila Ser. Deere Lady cheere your selfe be not dismayd His Holines in hast hath sent releife His owne Phisition to recomfort you Luc. For our deere Ladies passion bring some water to coole my

Alex. I tell thee I cannot be resolu'd To dwell in darkenesse breake black soule dissolue And poyson all this Hemisphere with sinne Heere Alexander is in extreame torment and groneth whilst the diuill laugheth at him Alex. And if I may not reach that happinesse Since for my sonnes sake I my selfe inthral'd Tell me shall Caesar die this death with me Diuill Caesar his youth and strength of blood driues out This fat all poyson and shall liue a while Alex. Oh shew me then the manner of his death Diu. Attend it time growes short all feare is past The Diuill bringeth from the doore Lucreciaes Ghost and after her the ghost of Candie stabbed Alex. What meanes that ghastly shadow which came first Diuil By that which represents Lucretia Leprous and poisoned is thy death declar'd By poyson which now struggleth with thy spirits And by that other which sets out to thee The murther of thy sonne the Duke of Candy Prefigur'd is the death of thy sonne Caesar Thou for the poysoning of thy daughter poysoned He for the murthering of his brother murthered Alex. Thus God is onely iust Diu. The Diuill cannot deny it Alex Man onely false Learne miserable wretched mortall men By this example of a sinfull soule What are the fruites of pride and Auarice Of cruell Empire and impietie Of prophanation and Apostacie Of brutish lust falsehood and perfidie Of deepe dissembling and hypocrisie Learne wicked worldlings learne learne learne by me To saue your soules though I condemned be Sound a Horne within enter a Diuill like a Poast 1 Diu. Here comes a fatall message I must hence Exit Alex. My roabes my roabes he robs me of my roabes Bring me my roabes or take away my life My roabes my life my soule and all is gone Alexander falleth in an extasie vpon the ground 2. Diuil From the pale horror of eternall fire Am I sent with the wagon of blacke Dis To guide thy spirit to the gates of death Therefore I summon thee to come with speed For horrizons now stand thee not insteed Alexander aduanceth a little Alex. Horror and horror feare ensueth feare Torment with tormentes is Incompassed Dispaire vpon dispaire damnation Vpon damnation hell and consience Murther lust auarice impiety Vaine prophanation and apostacie Rage and distraction tiranize away Away proud Lucifer away Diuill away away The Diuill windeth his horne in his eare and there more diuills enter with a noise incompassing him Alexander starteth Alex. Holla holla holla come come come what when where when why deaf strike dead aliue oh alas oh alas alwaies burning alwayes freezing alwayes liuing tormented neuer ending neuer neuer neuer mending out out out out why why whether whether thether Diuills Thether thether thether Thunder and lightning with fearefull noise the diuells thrust him downe and goe Triumphing Enter Cardinalls and Bentiuoli Bent. What is he dead Car. Dead and in such a fashion As much affrights my spirits to remember Thunder and fearfull lightning at his death Out cries of horror and extremity Bent. Cause all your bells to ring my lords of Rome Rome is redeemed from a wicked Pope Car. God hath beheld vs with his eyes of mercy His name be glorified ioyne all in prayer And giue him praise that tooke away your shame ●ent. Goe your procession sing your letinies And let your Churches through with multitudes Banquets and bonfiers through the Citty make In signe our Church is freed from infamy Car. Euen as his spirit was inflate with pride Behold his bodie puffed vp with poyson His corps shall be conuaied to saint Peeters Open for all beholders that they may See the reward of sinne amend and pray Guicchiardine Th' omnipotent great guider of all powers Whose essence is pure grace and heauenly loue As he with glorie crownes heroyick actions Bearing a taste of his eternall vertue So semblably doth he with terror strike In heauie vengeance sinnes detestable As in this tragike myrrour to your eyes Our sceane did represent in Alexander Flagicious Caesar his ambicious sonne Reseru'd for more calamities to come After he was imprisoned by the Church Escap't into the kingdome of Nauarre Vnto King Iohn then brother to his wife Where in an ambush at Viano slaine Iust Nemesis repaide his treacherie Epilogus HEroicke and beneuolent spectators Your gratious eares and curious obseruations Iuditious censures and sweete clemencie Haue thus addrest our Tragick Theater T' exchange contentment for benignitie Humbly deuoted to your good desires For some delight cause of discourse for others For all example and for none offence Your fauours are a royall recompence Which when our loftie Muses shall perceiue Then in more pompous and triumphant state Your eyes with glory shall the deed receaue Of mightie Monarches Kings and change of fate By me those persons which our Scene presented Kisse all your hands and wish you well contented FINIS