Not yet Madam but expected every moment Queen That Instrument of Fate I 've brib'd to serve me He has strange poys'nous Drugs whose mortal Quality Hold deadly enmity with humane Life This being mine I 'le try the first effects Upon this Lord this Bar of my Ambition This foe to my Son's Greatness where 's Eugenia Aurel. The Princess Madam Queen Could you not answer me without that Title The Princess you 'l call her Queen ere long Aurel. Your Majesties Pardon I know more of duty Queen Has she been seen to day Aurel. Nor yesterday Madam The twilight Bat that hates the meridian Sun Keeps not so close her Window 's are dam'd up And not a Creature suffer'd to come near her But her new Favourite Clarinna Queen Pisanio's Daughter Aurel. Yes Madam Queen Send one to tell him I wou'd speak with him Exit Aur. They 're plotting hourly therefore 't is fit Vengeance Should be swift for by Pisanio's death My Son mounts one step higher towards the Throne The King is old too old to share my heart And if he dies Eugenia then is Queen But Queen of Shades she shall be ere that happen If she refuse the Marriage with my Son Vertue avant thou Dream thou airy Phantasm Had I been lowly born I might have been Thy Votary but 't is below a Queen Ambition's Vertue now therefore be gone Cloten For thee I 'le cut through all Opposers King Husband Daughter Friend I 'le stop at none But on their bloudy Ruines build thy Throne Exeunt SCENE II. Enter Beaupre Shattillion and Don Michael Shatt. UPon my Honour Sir I have observ'd him in Britain he was then of a declining fame and not expected to reap the additional Honour Fortune has since bless'd him with I could have look'd on him then without the help of admiration tho' the Catalogue of his Endowments had been tabl'd by his side and I to peruse him by Items Beaup. You speak of him when he was much less accomplish'd than now he is Consider Sir he was young he was young D. Mich. I have seen him at Madrid and am of opinion we had many there that could behold the Sun with as firm eyes as he Shatt. This business of marrying his King's Daughter wherein he must be weigh'd by her youth and weakness rather than his own value ecchoes him I doubt not a great deal above his true worth D. Mich. And then his Banishment Shatt. I and the approbation of those that weep This lamentable Divorce to comply with her seem wonderfully to extend him But I shall shortly be better inform'd for I design a speedy Journey to Britain where perhaps I may spend the best part of this Summer D. Mich. If the Ladies there are to be won at this easie rate your time Sir may not be altogether lost Shatt. Why faith 't is to be hop'd so and for my encouragement the Gentleman has giv'n us a good hint of the free Constitution of his Countrey But how comes it Sir he is to sojourn with you Pray how creeps Acquaintance Beaup. His Father and I have commanded together to whom I have been often bound for no less than my Life Here he comes and pray let him be so esteem'd among you as suits with Gentlemen of your knowledge to a Stranger of his Quality I beseech you Enter Ursaces Be better known to this Gentleman whom I commend to you as a noble Friend of mine how worthy he is I will leave to appear hereafter rather than story him in his own hearing D. Mich. Sir If my memory play not the Traitor with me I think I had the honour of your Company once in Spain Ursa Since when Sir I have been debtor to you for Courtesies which I will be ever to pay and yet pay ever D. Mich. Sir You o're-rate my poor kindness I was glad I did attone my Countreyman and you it had been pity you should have been put together with so mortal a purpose as then each other bore about a business of so slight and trivial a nature Ursa Sir I was then but a young Traveller and rather desir'd to be silent in what I heard than to be guided by others Experiences but upon my riper judgement if I offend not to say it is riper my Quarrel was not altogether slight D. Mich. Faith yes to be put to the Arbitrement of Swords and by two such that would by all likelihood have disabl'd one the other or have fall'n both Shatt. Can we with manners ask what was the difference D. Mich. Safely I think 'T was a Contention in publick about the praise of our Countrey-Mistresses this Gentleman at that time vouching and upon warrant of bloud affirmation his to be more fair vertuous wise chast constant qualifi'd and less contemptible than any the rarest of our Spanish Ladies Shatt. That Lady is not living now sure or this Gentleman's Opinion by this worn out Ursa Sir She holds her Vertue still as I my Mind Shatt. You must not so far prefer her before ours of Gallia Ursa Being so far provok'd as I was at Madrid I wou'd diminish nothing tho' I profess my self her Adorer not her Friend Shatt. Methinks as fair and as good a kind of hand in hand Comparison were somewhat too good for any Lady in Britany for as that Diamond of yours there outshines some I have seen so perhaps may she but I have not seen the most precious Diamond that is nor you the Lady Sir Ursa I prais'd her as I rated her so do I my Jewel Shatt. What do you esteem it at Ursa More than the World enjoys Shatt. Then it must of necessity follow that your unparalell'd Mistress is outpriz'd by a Trifle Ursa You are mistaken 'T is possible one may be sold or giv'n if there were Wealth enough for the Purchase or Merit for the Gift the other is not a thing for Sale and only the Gift of Heaven Shatt. Which Heav'n has given you Ursa Yes and which with its leave I will keep Shatt. In secure Opinion the contented blessing of the Wise. 'T is true you may but you know Sir Strange Fowl light upon neighb'ring Ponds your Ring may be stoll'n too and so your brace of unprizable Estimations be lost the one being frail and the other casual a cunning Thief or a that way accomplish'd Courtier would hazard the winning both of first and last Ursa Your Gallia contains none so accomplish'd a Courtier to my knowledge If in point of Constancy you term my Mistress frail I doubt not but you may have store of Thieves but yet I fear not my Ring Shatt. Thieves in Love Sir we are for the pleasant way of Larceny Ursa Ay 't is well you steal Love your Rhetorick else would hardly promote you higher than the Intrigue of a Shepherd's Daughter Beaup. Come enough of this Gentlemen pray let 's leave here Ursa Sir With all my heart This worthy Monsieur I thank him makes no
THE Injured Princess OR THE Fatal UUager As it was Acted at the Theater-Royal By His Majesties Servants By Tho. Durfey Gent. LONDON Printed for R. Bentley and M. Magnes in Russel-street in Covent-Garden near the Piazza 1682. THE PROLOGUE OLd Plays like Mistresses long since enjoy'd Long after please whom they before had cloy'd For Fancy chews the Cudd on past delight And cheats it self to a new Appetite But then this second Fit comes not so strong Like second Agues neither fierce nor long What you have known before grows sooner stale And less provokes you than an untold Tale. That but refreshes what before you knew But this discovers something that is new Hence 't is that at new Plays you come so soon Like Bride-grooms hot to go to Bed ere noon Or if you are detain'd some little space The stinking Footman 's sent to keep your place But when a Play 's reviv'd you stay and dine And drink till three and then come dropping in As Husband after absence wait all day And decently for Spouse till Bed-time stay So ere the Brethren's liberal Fit was spent The first wise Nonconformist underwent With ease and batten'd in Imprisonment For greater gains his zeal refus'd the less Each day to him was worth a Diocess But he who now in hopes of equal gain Will needs be Pris'ner tryes the Trick in vain He melts in durance half his Grease away To get like us poor twenty Pounds a day Drammatis SCENE Luds-Town alias London Cymbeline King of Britain Ursaces A noble Gentleman married to the Princess Eugenia Pisanio Confident and Friend to Ursaces Cloten A Fool Son to the Queen by a former Husband Iachimo A roaring drunken Lord his Companion Silvio Another Companion Shattillion An opinionated Frenchman Beaupre Don Michael His Friends Bellarius An old Courtier banish'd by Cymbeline Palladour Arviragus Two young Princes Sons to Cymbeline bred up by Bellarius in a Cave as his own Lucius General to Augustus Caesar. Women The Queen Eugenia The Princess Clarina Her Confident Sophronia Aurelia Women one to the Queen the other to the Princess THE Unequal Match OR THE Fatal Wager ACT I. Enter Ursaces Eugenia and Pisanio Clar. Lelia Pisan. HEll now has done its worst the meagre Furies have open'd all their Viols of black Malice and shed the utmost drop Is 't possible What Commission from the King to seize and banish my dearest Friend Who would be good or vertuous if this be the reward Can it be true What banish'd Eugen. Oh killing Sound The greatest pang of death is easie to this Torment Ursa 'T is my Fortune But Oh ye immortal Powers what is my sin To merit this thy worst of punishments Eugen. If it be sin to love we are past mercy For never hearts were swell'd with that true passion As was Ursaces and Eugenia's Pisan. Hell swallow thee quick that causest this Separation Thou hast the old man's Curse I hope 't will speed thee To weep is but in vain Ursa My Queen my Mistress Stop these warm bubling Springs that melt my heart Those Currents dearer than the Wealth of Ganges Now flowing down the Rosie Fields of Beauty And listen to my Vow I will continue The truest Husband that ere plighted faith My Residence in Galia at Beaupre's My Father's Friend Thither write my Soul And I will feed upon each Character And wear the Paper out with eager Kisses Eugen. So will I yours with keeping in my bosom Here near my heart O the sad thought of parting Ursa It must be so Eugen. Nay stay a little longer Were you but riding out to take the Air Such parting were too slight See here my Love This Diamond was my Mothers wear it for me And keep it till you wooe another Wife When poor Eugenia's dead Ursa Another Wife Why my best Life Oh why that cruel word Another Wife No you supream Directors Give me my own let me enjoy but this And freeze up my Embraces of a next With Death's cold Icicle Remain thou here while Sence can keep it on And Sweetest Dearest As I my poor self did exchange for you To your so infinite loss so in our Trifles I still wâ—â— of you for my sake wear this Bracelet It has a Charm 'gainst Levity and Jealousie 'T will keep me in your mind Eugen. It shall grow to me and from my Arm Never shall be separated Ha my Father When my Ursaces shall we meet again Ursa When Heaven can tell Enter Cymbeline Queen and Train Cym. Still dar'st thou with thy baseness wound my eyes Mechanick Wretch lost both in birth and merit Can thy plum'd Insolence dare to soar so high As to contemn my Orders Ursa Royal Sir Grace but my Story with a minutes audience Cym. Ha! Wouldst thou speak And shall I patient hear my own dishonour Having yet bleeding Wounds new prob'd What listen To my Daughters Infamy and shall a Vassal The Creature of my Charity insolently dare To stamp his plebeian Image on my Coyn Yet live untortur'd Oh ye Powers have patience Queen Mercy Sir adds lustre to a Crown 'T is lost on stubborn minds Cym. Hence from my sight If after the next dawn within my Kingdom Appears so vile a Creature as Ursaces That moment is thy last of Life Away Thou poyson to my Bloud Ursa Heaven keep your Majesty And may your years and joys numerous as sands Crowd happily upon you So poor Offenders trembling meet their doom Punish'd by death yet fear a worse to come Exit Eugen. So breaks the dear strings of the panting heart When the lov'd life flyes from it Oh Clarin. Was ever Scythian Cruelty like this Or long Divorce so bitter Cymb. Was ever King so wretched in his Off-spring Or ever careful Father curs'd as I Queen Are you not mighty Shall the lofty Oak Stoop to the Shrub beneath it No rather root it up O that my Spirit lodg'd within your Bosom I would not counsel but command Obedience Eugen. Madam I must believe you are my Step-mother Better known to me by that title than your Love Cymb. She is your Queen whose Son you might have married Had wisdom guided thy unskilful youth Design'd to make thee happy Eugen. Happy Queen Nay let her use her pleasure A Jewel of true worth exceeding lustre Sure need not court the wearer nor shall my Son By humble flattery sooth her pride and vainness If as her Equal she think fit to treat him My voice is his but I 'le have no Submissions But I shall court occasion to consider This sly contempt You shall know who I am Eugen. I do too well Cymb. Thou too well know'st thy shame but from this moment I charge thee on thy life not shed a Tear Nor breath a Sigh But entertain the Prince As he deserves with the best face of Smiles Bury in black oblivion that low Fellow That exil'd Wretch Ursaces forget for ever Or by the Gods of Britain by my Crown And my Queens
Stranger of me we are familiar at first sight Shatt. With five times so much Rhetorick I should get ground of your fair Mistress nay perhaps make her go back even to the yielding had I admittance and opportunity to befriend me Ursa No no. Shatt. Come I 'le make a bold Proposition I will lay the Moiety of my Estate to your Ring which in my opinion overvalues it something that I can win your Lady I make this Wager now rather against your Confidence than her Reputation and to bar your offence herein too I durst attempt it against any Lady in the World Ursa Come Sir you abuse your self and wou'd I doubt not sustain what you deserve by such an Attempt Shatt. What 's that Ursa Why a shameful repulse tho' your attempt deserves more a punishment too Shatt. As how Sir Ursa To have your Nose slit cross your sland'rous Tongue pull'd out by the roots torn mangl'd cut to atomes and blown like common filth into the Air. Shatt. And who should do this Ursa I were I concern'd Come Sir hold your Tongue or by Heaven I shall Both offer to draw Shatt. What a sleepy Britain I 'le try that Beaup. Hold Gentlemen and as you are my Friends forbear there has been too much said it came in suddenly let it die as it was born I beseech you be reconcil'd D. Mich. The Gentleman was a little too free in language Shatt. Mor dieu Would I had my Estate and my Friend 's on confirmation of what I speak Ursa That you would win my Lady Shatt. Yours to choose who in Constancy you think stands so fair Come Sir let us lay by this petty Brawl I will lay you 10000 Duckats to your Ring that commend me to the Court where your Lady is and with no more advantage than the opportunity of a second Conference I will bring from thence that Honour of hers which you imagine so reserv'd Ursa I will wage Gold against your Gold my Ring I hold as dear as my Finger 't is part of it Shatt. Oh you are a great Courtier Sir and know that to buy Ladies Flesh at millions a dram is cheap tho' you cannot keep it from tainting but I see you have some Religion in you that you fear Ursa Faith I fear Religion much more than your Prowess And now to reclaim your vanity let there be Covenants drawn between us and I will accept your Wager Come now I dare you to 't there 's my Ring Gives it Beaupre Shatt. 'T is done Beaup. I will have it no Lay. Shatt. By the Gods 't is one If I bring you not sufficient testimony that I have enjoy'd the dearest bodily part of your Mistress my 10000 Duckats are yours so is your Diamond too but if I thrive in my Enterprize this your Jewel is mine provided I have a Letter of Recommendation for my better Entertainment Ursa I embrace the Conditions only thus far you shall answer If you attempt her and give direct proof you have prevail'd I am no further your Enemy she is not worth a Quarrel but if she remain chast you not making it appear otherwise then for the ill Opinion and the Assault you have made to her Chastity you shall answer me with your Sword Shatt. Your Hand my Honour on 't I 'le fetch my Gold have our two Wagers recorded and then away for Britain And if I lose I must prove dumb or blind Ursa If win there is no Hell like Womankind Exeunt The End of the First Act. ACT II. Enter behind Cymbeline Queen a Purse Pisanio Doctor and Guards a Viol Mrs. Holten Sue Cym. NOt seen nor to be spoke with Queen She 's too haughty And since the exile of her abject Minion Proves a stranger both to Manners and Obedience Cym. She shall be forc'd to Duty What disobey her Father slight her Queen Now by the awful Powers that sway the Heavens Paternal Love and Mildness I disclaim And as a Corrasive to my sick heart Hold her for ever Pisan. Please your Majesty Cym. Pisanio do not speak I have with watchful eye observ'd thy actions Oft prob'd thy heart and found it still corrupted Still link'd and fetter'd to that banish'd Fellow Maugre our strict Commands and deep Resentments Why dost thou shame thy Age and smile upon us Bend low thy knees as loyal that art known A Rebel to our Peace Come this is not well Pisan. Royal Sir and my most honour'd Master In whose bless'd favour I was ever happy Whom I have lov'd from my hearts core obey'd with joy As King and Genius of the War followed through death And as a God ador'd for Clemency Queen O smooth-tongu'd Vice O Flatterer Aside to the King Pisan. Brand not your poor old Souldier I beseech you With breach of Loyalty I rebel to your Peace These Cheeks that have been furrow'd in your Service This Body scarr'd with wounds these low sunk Tapers Now dully shining in their wither'd Sockets And spent with watching in cold Winter Camps Have still been careful to preserve your Peace Not to disturb it How then am I a Rebel Plebeian Sound it freezes all my bloud And adds a sharper Winter to my Age. Queen The silver Hairs that grace thy Reverend Head Should grow in Wisdoms Soyl thou shouldst be Loyal But who can tell a Murderer by his Face Or know when Treason 's candi'd o're with Vertue 'T is said you love Ursaces wish him King In hopes to make your self and Daughter mighty But these are but Reports and claim small credit Pisan. Slanders hellish Slanders The poys'nous Bite of some detracting Villain That thinks my glass of Life has run too long So may my better part my immortal Soul That guides the Orders of this aged Body And dignifies it from the sordid Bruit Return to its first Seat its primitive Glory As I have always wish'd my Soveraign's Life And oft with hazard of my own defended it 'T is true I love Ursaces Queen Ha mind that Sir Cymb. You love him then and tho' your enervate power Dare not oppose our rage you wish him well Pisan. As he deserves Sir modestly I think His Vertues merit some small approbation He 's honest valiant and what 's more judicious Wife to his Youth and temperate to his Judgement I once remember Sir when the great Cassibelan Sent me against the stubborn Cambria Rebels Then up in Arms headed by old Bellarius At Milford-haven I took Ursaces with me Who tho' a beardless Boy of 16 years Show'd many signal proofs of manly Valour Flesh'd his young Arm and dy'd his virgin Sword In the best bloud of your proud Enemies This was some proof of Vertue and deserves Sure some applause Queen He was rewarded for it His Majesty heap'd daily favours on him Bless'd him with smiles and gave him the permission Like a young Bird to wanton in his shine And grow even till he grew insolent And like a Bruit Sullied the Royal Spring that
Than thou that mak'st 'em and Riddles shan't Save your Life Sir Shatt. Now I dare fight with thee With a full heart Thou rash thou wretched Creature Thou hast kill'd the only best of all her kind Eclips'd a Planet Heaven in mercy gave To bless and beautifie the World Ursa Still Riddles Doubts to plague me but I 'le try Whether in Death you 'l have the gift of Lying Stand you apart To the Britains Shatt. Come on and summon all thy skill and vigor For I will meet thee fell as the hungry Lyoness In the wild Desart roving for her prey Ursa I 'me pleas'd to know that we with equal rage Do play our parts in this bold Scene of death Occasion'd by dishonouring a Princess That Crime will dam thy Soul when Life is lost Which thus I offer to Eugenia's Ghost Fight Shatt. falls Shatt. Thou hast perform'd thy word My warm Blood Flows from my Heart and my departing Soul Swims on the surface of the purple Gore O too small recompence for Eugenia's wrongs That bless'd that innocent Princess Ursa O Heaven Shatt. Nay thou'lt wonder more anon Know then rash Credulous Fool I did betray the Princess Ursa Betray how betray O speak on For thou art now a Prophet to my sence And all thy words are Oracles How innocent And how was she betray'd Shatt. I 'le tell the Cause I hate thee therefore observe me I did bely her Vertue and by Cunning obtain'd The knowledge of her Apartment and Person Ursa By Cunning say'st thou Break not yet my Brain Do not distract me till I have heard all Say how by Cunning. Shatt. Cunning that now I hope may chance to dam thee I got my self convey'd into her Chamber and at dead Of night she innocently sleeping took view o' th' Hangings Furniture and Pictures and all which When return'd to Gaul I told you Ursa Horrid and damn'd Impostor But say further Speak on thy Soul how didst thou get that Bracelet Shatt. There as she slept I cut it from her Arm And viewing nearer saw the Mole I spoke of Ursa And this is true as thou hast of rest Shatt. What e're I hope rest or unrest 't is true But Oh My Soul is wandring to its unknown home My Blood 's all Ice Dies Ursa Then am I damn'd more than the worst of Fiends Heav'n keep not now thy Thunderbolt in vain To shoot at Trees or cleave the marble Rocks But dart it here here on this wretched Head Throw thy swift Bolt and dash me to the Center Let Hell devour me quick the Fiends dissect me Burn cut me atomes O revenge revenge The innocent Eugenia Here he stands That caus'd her to be murder'd dam him dam him Bathe him in molten Glass let a Cabal of Furies Meet and consult t' invent new Tortures for him And be his Pangs eternal He comes ye Fiends Swift as old Lucifer when first he fell And with this stroak transports himself to Hell Offers to fall on his Sword The Britt hold Capt. That must not be while we stand tamely by Souldiers he has confess'd he kill'd The Princess let 's bear him to the King Death is too kind a punishment he merits the worst Of Tortures O horrid Murderer away with him Ursa Let me kneel before thee And thank thee for that Judgement Thou art wise And 't is most true that only Death is much too kind I deserve Pains greater than Tongue can utter Or barb'rous Policy invent Capt. Who cou'd imagine so much Villany Cou'd dwell with so much Courage Ursa And shall tame lazy Death be all my Torture No I have yet more Conscience than to hope it Poysons and Flames Racks burning Iron and flaming Lead Hot Pincers Daggers suffocating Water All all are nothing I will my self find greater And as in Lacedemon the greatest Villains Were by the State made Judges of all Criminals Because they best knew how to weigh and punish So I that know my self my self will doom By Tortures here out-pain my Hell to come Exeunt SCENE III. Palace backward Enter Cymbeline Bellarius Palladore Arviragus Silvio Lucius and Eugenia as Prisoners Guards and Attendants Cymb. NOble old Man and you most worthy pair That Heav'n has made preserver of my Honour Let me embrace you Yet is there a Fourth That in my tide of Thanks deserves large share He that bestrid me gasping on the ground And like stern Ajax with his shining Buckler Secur'd my Life from Storms of Roman Fury Where is he that I may unclew my grateful Heart To pay the Debts I owe him Bellar. Since his last Sally he has not been seen Though we have search'd among the Dead and Living And much I fear he 's lost Cymb. A Kingdom were too small to buy his Virtue Lucius Now great Cymbeline I conjure thee by thy Fortune grant me a Request Let my poor Boy be ransom'd never Master had A Page so kind so dutious diligent So modestly affected to his Master nor So unwearied in his Service Let his Vertue joyn With my Request which I 'le presume your Majesty Will soon find in him He is of this Countrey And has done no Britain harm tho' he has Serv'd a Roman Save but him Sir And spare no Life besides Cymb. Let me see his Face Ha what strange Surprize Is this I have seen him somewhere methinks His Features are familiar to me Boy Thou hast look'd thy self into my Favour live Lucius I humbly thank your Majesty Pallad It must be the Boy Fidele I 'le speak to the King Enter Ursaces Cymb. What my Preserver Does he then live You holy Powers I thank ye Let me embrace thee thou best thou bravest man And that I may be grateful for thy service Ask what thou wilt on the King's word 't is thine Ursa Had ever Fiend such mercy Royal Sir Refer your bounty till you find my merit Know I am that Ursaces whom you banish'd For yet you know not how much I deserve Cymb. Ursaces What miracle is this Eugen. Oh Heaven Ursa He Sir A Basilisk that wounds you to the Soul With his contagious Aspect Remember Eugenia Your heav'nly Daughter Think Sir O think upon her Cymb. Ha! where is she Speak speak O doubt not but I think of her Ursa You do you must I know it Now then as the Angels From glorious lucid Thrones eternal Mansions Look down and see the damn'd wallow in horrour So without regret or pity look upon me A worser Fiend worse damn'd for worser Reasons I like a sacrilegious Thief broke open Vertues best Temple and from the shining Altar Impiously stole the consecrated Vessel The Gods had treasur'd up for their own use Cymb. My blood flows to my heart say dost thou mean Her Life her precious Life Ursa The best of Lives she lost and by my Order Cymb. Then art thou damn'd indeed Ursa Then am I damn'd indeed O true Assertion And see I thus submit me to be tortur'd Thus fall