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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
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
but to serve my self Or rather he serv'd me for my full will Like to a raging stream bore all before it My counsel was his Guide and I the Minion Of his Soul From this so happy estate Fortune advanc'd me to a great Kings ear Whence I did suck advantage to my self Leaving a poison to infect the State Fortune 's in fine assistant to my Rise The Princes death is plotted in this Brain His Sisters Love entitles me the Heir Unto this Kingdome yet to make all sure I have dispatcht Maligno to the Camp With Letters so exquisitely poyson'd By a Mountebank Valerio dies in reading Their contents and I live unsuspected The Princess lines must cut his line of Life To him they 'll give a Grave to me a Wife Enter Prince Juliana Clariana But here comes my Familiar how he works For my advantage I will stand aside Prince I hope your Letters will so far prevail Upon Valerio that he 'll straight unite His forces with the Duke and both return T' inform the King how much he is abus'd By Calisto and other Sycophants Jul. Let not your fancy nourish the least doubt Valerio's heart is so at my command I steer it as I please continue you Your wonted practice to amuse the Court And so avoid suspition Prince You are my dear Instructress Clar. Yonder 's Calisto his jealous thoughts will put A bad construction on your Complements Prince 'T is true I saw him not Sister your feign'd Kindness must make amends for all Jul. I will endeavour to play the Hypocrite Ter. Brave active Slave what way he makes for my Address I 'll advance towards them As I live she smiles upon me He that neglects so fair a summons deserves to perish in his hopes and from the highest Pinacle of Fortune fall to Destruction Prince He advances Now play your part Ter. Being emboldened Madam by your smiles I come to make a tender of my love To sacrifice unto those eyes a heart That bears no other figure then your form Nor craves no other Mistress then your self Accept it Madam and with it receive All faith all love service and constancy Your hopes can fancie or your self desire Jul. So rich a gift no Princess should refuse Nor shall you finde me obstinate for when I am confirm'd your love is such as you Deliver it 't will be no miracle To gain upon me an exchange of hearts Till when I shall suspend my thoughts Ter. You are a Mine of Goodness and when my stars Shall make me happy by enjoying you My faculties shall wholly be employ'd In your advancement No Kingdom shall lie Within the prospect of your sight which you Can wish and not command This pow'rful Arm Strengthened by the Magick of your smiles Shall make our Neighb ' ring perty Princes know At Juliana's Will they all must bow Jul. I doubt not Sir your Generosity But I am not ambitious My thoughts Ne'er coveted anothers right This Throne May satisfie both me and you Exit with Prince Clariana Ter. She 's gone but her last words are deeply here Engrav'd This Throne may satisfie both me And you Oh silver-sounding words beyond The Musick of the Sphears A harmony Beyond the Divine Notes of Orpheus He mov'd the savage Beasts and Trees to dance But her sweet Accents might inspire them with Discoursive Souls teach them Ambition first And then to sway the Earth Me thinks I see My self upon a Throne and th' admiring Multitude envying at my fortune Yet doing homage to the thing they curse If in Idea 't is so brave a thing To Rule and Govern like a God on earth What Heaven then must the fruition be But I shall loose my self in idle dreams There 's one stroak more before I reach this pitch My Title must be dipt i' th' Prince his Blood Onely his death makes my Pretention good Exit Scoena Secunda Hortensio Maligno Officers Valerio brought in a chair Physitian Hor. THe General 's poyson'd it must be so Suddain Distempers that are natured Cannot produce in two minutes space such Grievous symptomes Mal. You speak as if you did suspect the Princess Val. I broyl alive Wildfire's in my scull I burn I burn Give me a Sea of Ice Chrystal dissolved A Dish of Virgins Tears To quench the flames I feel Hor. Dear General how did the evil seize you Val. I know not sure it is some punishment Inflicted by the Gods for Idolizing Of these Lines these so Divine Characters Which I no sooner did approach my Lips But my soul met them and did thence convey Into my soull this torment worse then Hell Hor. Let the Paper be examin'd Sir It may contain some Hell-bred poison Val. No no it can't it from the Princess came Do not prophane that sacred innocence Let me alone why do you make me live To adde unto my torments I 'll speak no more Pray let me bury all my griefs in silence Hor. Sir here 's the Doctor Val. Death is the best Physitian Let me sleep A quiet Grave to ease me of this pain Were Paradise Physitian Take comfort Sir I have an Antidote Which doth by a Specifick Quality Resist all Poyson Val. Can men take comfort in the midst of flames Bathe thy own body in a Cauldron of Boyling Oyl and then preach comfort Swallow Molten Lead and tell me then of comfort My torment 's much more exquisite Mal. Alas poor Gentleman it grieves my heart To see him thus Val. Who 's he that grieves Oh let me hug him I My very Embrace will straight dry up his Tears Hor. Is there no cure Physitian I fear there 's none The Poyson is so deadly It hath already seiz'd his Vital parts Cannot you guess who did administer it Hor. Not with much certainty on the receipt Of that same Paper his disease began Physitian Might it not be procur'd to make essay If it were Poyson'd Hor. It came from the Princess he 'll not part with 't He storms and rages if we but suspect it How still he is he sleeps sure Physitian I fear his last mark but how pale he looks Hor. He 's gone indeed Farewel thou Noble Soul Thou Mars of Arms Belov'd in War and Peace ' Mongst all Deaths Triumphs he shall never boast T' have grac'd Elyzium with a Nobler Ghost Physitian 'T were fit enquiry were made about the Murther Hor. 'T is very fit and that we should secure That Fellow who brought the Letter Physitian Upon a Dog I 'll the experience make Whether it be poyson'd Hor. Good Doctor have a care and fold it up At distance from your Nose for that same Villain Mal. I fear you not I have a Motto above your pow'r Innocence is my Defence Hor. And may that clear you I seek not Blood But Justice Mal. Unless he light upon the Name I 'm safe For that is onely poyson'd I hope Valerio hath lickt the Venome off Hor. Captain to your care I do commit Maligno see him
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
My Lord you must not now delay to horse And with a winged speed let 's to Calabria We have all an interest in you and dare not Let you perish Prince Your goodness doth o'ercome me nothing grieves me But thus to part with thee my Clariana It is an Exile worse then death but Fate Must be obey'd Farewel Exit with Duke Clar. Take all my Prayers and choicest Wishes with you Whilst I remain at home the wofull'st Maid That love ere brought acquainted with mishap But I must dry my eyes and for a time Take truce with grief Here comes the Officers Enter Officers Fortune assist my Lord in his escape And I 'll forgive thee all thy treacheries And with a Stoicks Patience sustain The Princes absence Lus Yonder 's the daughter she 's lawful prize I 'll seize on her Clar. How bath my guiltless self offended that You dare commit this Rape Pray let me know My crime if by Authority you act The Law prescribes no punishment but to Offenders Lus We are not bound to give account 't is the Kings Pleasure and as a subject you must obey Clar. Come Jaylors lead I 'll use for my defence What you could never boast bright Innocence Exeunt ACTUS TERTIUS Scoena Prima Terraefilius Juliana Livia Frangypane Lussurio Maligno Valerio Ter. THe Prince his flight was happy 'bove my wish Had he complotted with me my designes He could not more advance them The fearful King By this convinc'd of his Disloyalty Hath levied forces to reduce the Prince And nam'd by my advice Valerio For General Thus hath my Policy At one blow remov'd a Rival here at Home to promote my interest abroad He 'll either overcome the Prince or die I' th' enterprize I know his Valour well Either will make for me for both must fall Low as the Grave before I can ascend This wish'd-for Throne or gain Juliana's love That 's the grand wheel whereon my Plots do move See here she comes Mirth triumphs in her face Enter Juliana Livia Frangypane Lussurio Maligno She 's ignorant her Lover is advanc'd But I 'll observe Jul. What makes him flee me thus Liv. For fear Madam you should undergo a punishment threatned all our Sex for my neglect of his good parts Jul. We 'll give this hour to mirth I 'll prosecute the humour Sweet Frangypane how affable he looks Fran. This did I still foresee Pray look not on me Lest a Judgement fall suddainly upon thee Ter. His rime makes him very familiar fine foolery Fran. For Phoebus swore an Oath of dreadful awe Soon as the scorn of Livia he saw In such a manner he 'd revenge his Poet That all the Sex of woman-kinde should know it For hear quoth he thou Cypress Lawreat Liv. Ha ha ha a Cypress Lawrel Jul. You 'll make him forget his Rhyme Fran. Though we do not intend to alter fate Which has thy love to Livia decreed Her scorn to thee shall make a thousand bleed Jul. A direful Sentence Fran. Therefore O Princess I this boon implore That you would never look upon me more For though your heart with loves strong fangs were torn Your kindness I must still return with scorn And I perceive Oh me she drops her Glove A certain token that she is in love All. Ha ha ha Fran. Slaves how dare ye at a Poet laugh Who can at pleasure Cudgel with a staff Of Verses most Satyrical your bodies Till you become bald Puppies arrant Noddies Lus Inspire me Muse were it before a Jury I could no longer now contain my Fury Raptures ye Slaves within my head do rumble And thus their furious weights upon you tumble Lus Oh good Sir Oh my bones He beats Lus Mal. Mal. Is this basting in Verse pray Fran. What do you gape and in contempt still stand As if you did divide the Muses hand Then 't is convenient Raskals that we greet Your Bums in measure with Poetick feet He kicks them Lus Lus Oh Lord Oh Lord Sir what do you mean Mal. A Pox this is worse then kicking in Prose Jul. Good Livia take him off his humour 's tedious Should the King come and see his Favourites Corrected thus he 'd be displeas'd Liv. Sweet Seignior Frangypane Fran. Sweet is the Name since you do give it voice But sweeter were it were that Name your choice Liv. Here 't is too publick to discover love Fran. I 'll wait on you to the adjacent Grove Exit with Livia Ter. Pretty foolish pastime this but I have other Engins working here Exit Jul. How do you finde your bodies Gentlemen Lus As well as beaten bodies Madam sore and bruised Patient Valour is subject to these corrections Mal. A Pox upon Poetical feet especially when they don't run smooth they gall most damnably and then they come with such a fury to be inclosed in a Barrel full of Nails and roll'd down a hill is no torment to it Lus A meer May-game I shall hate a Poet whilst I live Enter Valerio Jul. You must be charitable and forgive Lus Our Patience shall supply that vertue Val. Gentlemen the King enquires for you Lus He shall not long if this limping pace will bear us to him Val. Madam I 'm come to take my latest leave Exeunt Jul. Your leave my Lord Val. And like an humble Lover offer on The Altar of your hand my faithfull'st Vows Jul. Are you to go a Voyage Val. A Pilgrimage to death for every step That contributes to the separation Of Valerio from your Princely presence Leads to my grave Jul. I cannot reach your meaning if my sight Be so necessary an ingredient To the composition of your life You may defer the Journey Val. Although great Princess you might much command By Loves Prerogative indeed my life I must not now obey Prince You speak in Parables Val. 'T is easily explain'd I now must leave Loves gentle Theame and treat of nought but War The King hath ruin'd me with Honour Madam Makes me a General of men abroad Whilst my poor heart 's at home a Prisoner Jul. Is this your woful Pilgrimage to death This your Mishap Is it the War you fear Hen-hearted Man where did'st thy courage loose Or hadst thou ever any Valerio Let me not loose the hopes I had in thee To find a Man that 's absolute in all Courtly in Peace and yet more stern in War Then Pallas in her Martial-Robes Val. 'T is not the War nor all those horrours Madam Which are Companions to a Martial life Can move a panick thought 'T is to leave you That startles me and lays my Courage waste My heart would better brook to stand a breach When Death and Horrour both did hem me in Then one day bear the burden of your absence Jul. I must not have you thus effeminate In your affections forsaking Honour To content your Eye What Noble Spirit Would for a Mistresses fleeting smiles exchange So glorious a Title Kings need not blush To
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