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A15515
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The coblers prophesie. Written by Robert Wilson. Gent
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Wilson, Robert, d. 1600.
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1594
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STC 25781; ESTC S111809
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horse Sat: That was but a small matter Raph A thing of nothing for when he had stollen him he were as good ride him as leade him in his hand Pri: Faith that 's euen the truth on it Sat I thinke you all haue bin of such condition But now betake you to another course The Duke hath giuen you life and libertie Where otherwise your deeds deserued death If now you doo offend vnder my charge Looke for no fauour but the martiall lawe Death on the next tree without all remission And if ye like not this I will returne yee From whence ye came to bide the doome of law Speake will ye liue and serue as true men should All I I I Raph I am sure ye take me for none of they number Sat: No Raph thou shalt be still with mee I haue an hoast of worthie souldiers Readie to march to them now will I goe Heauens and good fortune quell our furious foe Sound drums Exeunt omnes Enter Contempt Venus following him hee pushing her from him twice or thrice Cont Awaie thou strumpet scandall of the world Cause of my sorrow author of thy shame Follow me not but wander where thou wilt In vncouth places loathed of the light Fit shroude to hide thy lustfull bodie in Whose faire 's distaind with foule adulterous sin Ven: Ah my Content proue not so much vnkind To flie and leaue thy loue alone behind I will go with thee into hollow caues To desart to the dens of furious beasts I will descend with thee vnto the graue Looke on me loue let me some comfort haue Contempt still turnes from Venus What not a word to comfort me in wo No looke to giue my dying heart some life Nothing but frownes but lowres but scornes disdaines Woe to my pleasures that haue brought these paines Haue I for this set light the God of warre Against whose frownes nor death nor heauen can stande Haue I for this procurde the angrie Gods To make me exile from all blessednes Haue I for this lost honor and renowme Become a scandall to the vulgar world And thus to be repaide ah breake my hart Had all these euils falne vpon my head And millions of more harmes than heauen could heap Yet all were nothing had not my Content Rewarded me thus vilie with Contempt Con. Shape of collusion mirrour of deceit Faire forme with foule deformities defilde Know that I am Contempt in nature scornefull Foe to thy good and fatall to thy life That while I ioyde in glorie and account Disdainde all vertue and contemnd all vice Good bad were held with me of equall price And now the waning of my greatnesse comes Occasiond by thy loue whome Mars aspected And I that all despisde am now reiected For which I thee reiect disdaine and hate VVishing thee die a death disconsolate Venus Yet once regard me as a thing regardles Thou art the abiects wretch aliue esteemed I worse than vilenes in the world am deemed I scornd thou hated each like other beeing Liue we together void of other being Con: Lightnes of lightest things that vaunt of life Sprung from the froathie bubbles of the sea Leaue to solicite him that loathes thy lookes Spitting vpon thy faces painted pride I will forsake thee and in silence shrowd This loathed trunke despised and abhord Exit She offers to follovv he driues her backe Venus So flies the murderer from the mangled lims Left limles on the ground by his fell hand So runnes the Tyger from the bloodles pray VVhich when his fell stomacke is of hunger stancht Thou murdrer Tyger glutted with my faire Leaust me forsaken map of griefe and care O what is beauty humbled to the base That neuer had a care of ciuill thought O what is fauor in an obscure place Like vnto Pearles that for the swine are bought Beauty and fauor where no vertue bides Proues foule deformd and like a shadow glides Ah that my woe could other women warne To loue true wedlocke or the virgins life For me too late for them fit time to learne The honour of a maid and constant wife One is adorde by Gods with holy rites The last like Lampes both earth and heauen lights But the foule horror of a harlots name Euen of the Lecher counted as a scorne VVhose forhead beares the marke of hatefull shame Of the lust-louer hated and forlorne O such is Venus so shall all such bee As vse base lust and foule adulterie Exit Enter the Duke his Daughter Priest and Scholler thou compasse the stage from one part let a smoke arise at which place they all stay Pri: Immortall mouer of this glorious frame That circles vs about with wonder great Receiue the offrings of our humble harts And bodies prostrate on the lowly earth They all kneele downe Our sinnes hath drawne the furie of thy wrath And turnd our peace to miserie and warre But if repentant soules may purchase grace VVe craue it humbly and intend to liue Hereafter more reformd than wee haue done For pride we entertaine humilitie For our presumption due obedience Loue for Contempt and chastitie for lust The Cabbin of Contempt doth burne with fire In which our sinnes are cast and there consume Heare vs yee heauenly powers helpe we require And be propitious to the penitent Enter a Messenger Messen: Rise from the humble earth my Noble Lord Rise vp yee Priests Princes and people rise And heare the gladsome tidings I vnfold Of happy peace and glorious victorie They all rise and cast incense into the fire Duke For that sweete voice offerd to vs by man Cast sweetest incense into holy fires And while they burne tell on thy happy newes That wee may beare and honour heauenly Powers Messen: VVhen Sateros my Lord had brought your power In view of our presuming enemies And equall place was chosen for the field He sent a Herrald willing them restore The wrongs that in Booetia they had done And leaue the Countrey turning to their home Or els resolue on doubtfull chance of warre They proud ambitious couetous of gaine Returnd an answere filled with disdaine Then was the signall giuen and stremars red Menacing blood on either side aduancde Drums Fifes and Trumpets drownd the cries of men That ech where fell before their Foe-mens swords Mars there showd ruthles rage on either part And murder ranged thorow euery ranke Dust dimd the sunnes light and the powders smoke Seemd like thicke Clowds in ayre congluminate Thus was seauen houres consumde and doubtfull chaunce Sometime with vs sometime with them abode Till at the length our Generall gaue charge To found retreate which made the hopefull Foe Pursue regardlesse our retyring bands That being knit together in firme ranke A fresh pursude their stragling followers Then fell their glory like the ripened corne Before the Cickle and the Reapers hand In briefe some fled most slaine and many taken Haue left the honour to Booetia Duke To heauens and Sateros returne we thanks For thy reward receiue this recompence The Duke giues him his vpper garment Our selues will forward to salute our friends That fought for honour of Booetia Sound Drum and Trumpet notes triumphantly Heauens haue the honour for this victorie Exeunt Enter with Drum and Trumpet Sateros lead betweene Mars and Mercurie Raph Cobler and his wife following and other souldiers Mars Thus Sateros haue we assisted thee Our true sworne souldier worthy man at Armes And the Booetian Duke hath heauen appeasde By firing false Contempt and loathed lust Mercurie the sonne and messenger of Ioue VVith me shall passe vnto my warlike house Goe thou vnto the Duke with all thy traine That longs to see thee and requite thy paine Sat: To mighty Mars and wary Mercurie Poore Sateros giues thanks and vowes his duety Raph Are yee here yfaith here 's two on yee Raph Cobler may curse the time that heere knew your company Mer: VVhat mine man Raph I yours what reason had you to make my wife mad I and so mad to kill one and then make me a Prophet Mer: It was the secret iudgement of the Gods Sateros speak to the Duke to thinke on him and to remit hir fault Sat: It shall be done Mars Is this the Prophet Raph I that it is that told you your owne when t was Mars Sateros vse him well Raph Nere doubt you that are yee bemembred since ye told him if ye set your selfe against the Gods they would driue you out of heauen Mars VVell what of that Raph Faith at that time the world might well haue affoorded you a Cart to ride in Sat: Go too Raph cease Raph I I and great folke doo amisse Poore folke must hold their peace Mer: Mars shall we hence Mars I farewell Sateros Exeunt Mars and Mercurie Enter with honour the Duke and his traine Duke VVelcome braue souldier welcome to you all Ioy stops my words I cannot speake my minde But in this triumph passe we to the Court VVhere you shall all receiue your due deserts Sat: Thanks Noble Lord Raph VVhat shall I doo then and my wife Duke I will prouide for thee and pardon her Raph Faith then farewell the Court For now I le not run and ride nor no more abide But since my mad wife has changde her mad life I le euen leaue to be a Prophet speaker Take clouting leather and naule and fall to my old trade of the gentle craft the Cobler Zelot: I Raph that will be fittest for vs Duke Come Sateros let me yet honour thee To whom the heauens haue giuen great victorie And tooke in worth our worthles sacrifice VVherein Contempt and Lust with old ingratitude Haue perished like Fume that flies from fire March forward braue and worthy man at Armes Thy deedes shall be rewarded worthily Embrace the Scholler liue you two as friends For Armes and Learning may not be at iarre Counsell preuents counsell preuailes in warre Sat: My thoughts are free from hate let me not liue VVhen souldiers faile good Letters to defend Sch: Let euery Scholler be a Souldiers friend As I am friend to thee and so will rest Raph I so liue and yee are blest How saist thou Zelote is not that life best Duke Then with due praise to heauen let vs depart Our State supported both by Armes and Art Exeunt Fortuna Crudelis FINIS