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A28808 Marcelia, or, The treacherous friend a tragicomedy : as it is acted at the Theatre-Royal by His Majesties servants / written by Mrs. F. Boothby. Boothby, F. (Frances), fl. 1670. 1670 (1670) Wing B3742; ESTC R19454 51,171 96

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Potions to expel the gross humors of our inclinations not one Cordial allow'd of live or die sink or swim not one satisfaction to be had till the Voyage is ended I am not old enough yet to think of Fasting and Prayer when I have some years over my head I shall begin to do as other Grave ones have done before me leave those Vices that will no longer keep me company and think of Heaven out of necessity Per. Nay I dare swear thou wilt not endeavour to go thither till thou art a Criple both by diseases and time if Death will let thee live so long Luc. I believe thou would'st be as glad as I that thy life was Copy-hold-Land that as one were out thou mightest renew another I hate such Fools us cannot be content With pleasures which that World to this hath lent Exeunt Omnes The End of the third Act. Act IV. Scene I. The Scene chang'd to Lyons Enter Lotharicus passing one way and Euryalus another Eury. Ha! my dearest Friend Lotharicus what unexpected accident of Fortune has given me this happiness at Lyons Loth. Her most malicious one to me Eury. How Does our meeting after so long an absence prove so unwelcome Time has a changing power over all things then I see Loth. Do not injure so much that friendship I have preserv'd so faithfully and will continue to my Grave that little time my griefs will let me live Eury. I fear Marcelia's dead and dare not ask The sadness of thy look confirms it to me Loth. She is indeed and I that Death no longer can out-live Eury. Poor Sister Poor Marcelia Loth. You need not grieve my Lord she 's only dead to me Eury. Can you believe I can be so insensible of loosing in a Sister what you so much lament the loss of in a Mistris If she had perfections that rendred her worthy of your sorrow they have as just a claim to mine Loth. Oh dear Euryalus it is not the death she ows to Nature makes me sad it is her death to me and all the Vows she made me Eury. How do you tell me she 's unworthy grown so lost to Virtue Lotharicus do not strain friendship up so high by charging of my Blood with Crimes Loth. I give them not that name but I with joy would empty all my veins and let life out so that my knowledge gave my words the Lye Eury. Grown false without a Cause Loth. I say not so I will not make her Accusation more guilty then it is Eury. I understand not this mysterious Language if you have basely given her reason for to change condemn not the effect of your own Act but draw and justifie your injuring me in her Loth. She has a cause from her Ambition but my Love was never yet so Criminal to give her any You are like to have the King your Brother that will render you I suppose contented though it make your friend still miserable Eury. How the King Loth. Yes I give not this account for fear of fighting you know I dare and can defend my life though now death would become so welcome I should unwillingly resist it Eury. Ne're think a Crown can come in competition with my friendship I love my Sov'reign as a Loyal Subject will give my Life and Fortunes to preserve his Rights and him This is my duties Obligation But I had rather give Marcelia to thy Arms then see her plac'd upon his Throne nor shall she sit there and triumph over thy injur'd joys Loth. I cannot wish my generous friend that you should make your sense of my unhappiness an injury to your Fortunes Eury. I 'le sink 'em all but I 'le restore thee to thy lost contentment I 'le teach her ignorant Soul that Acts of Honor is the Noblest greatness I had rather have her live in Fame for Virtue when she 's dead then in a Title Loth. Pray force not her inclinations I had rather still be miserable then make her so from your Power Gifts of constraint though in themselves the highest blessing are burthensome Her person without her heart can be no happiness and both I know you cannot give me the possession of Eury. No more my friend How long do you intend to stay in these parts Loth. But till to morrow My thoughts are restless and I follow them Eury. How far do you intend to travel Loth. Till I arrive at my wish'd journeys end Eury. What place is that Loth. 'T is Death 't is Death my Friend till then I 'le rove about the World and give my self no constant habitation Exeunt The Scene changes Scene 2. Enter Marcelia and Desha Marc. My Brother is come to Lyons I hear I will go write him word how false Lotharicus is proved Go send the Page where I bid you Desha Yes Madam Exit Desha Marc. What strange effects of Fortune do I prove How variously she in my life doth move A Prince so brave and in his Power so great Forc'd to beg favors humbly at my feet She never for thy glory more could do Then she in that Marcelia did for you Pride could not raise nor swell my hopes more high Then she has given me Power to satisfie Nor can she bring my heart to more distress Then she has done in all my happiness Then bribes me with a Crown to be content And makes Ambition prove Loves Monument But love if true did never Power know That greater then it self could ever grow But that of Heaven when it within the Soul Does monstrous prove and Virtue would controul No no I still must love whilst I have breath Nothing can give my passion date but death But that Lotharicus mayn't pleasure take To think that his doth sleep and mine doth wake I 'le force my courage give me to thee King Though I shall be a heartless offering And on a Throne in secret mourn that Fare Destroy'd his Love and rais'd me to such State As Princes ought I then will act my part Not make my face prospective to my heart Nor give the Kings contentment cause to doubt When his confin'd my Love does wander out My griefs and passions all shall inward burn The brave their bodies makes their troubles Urn. Exit Scene changes to a Garden Scene 3. Enter Perilla and Arcasia Arcas This fine Evening methinks should fill the Garden full of company Enter Moriphanus Graculus and Boys Ha! what have we here A Knight of the Sun upon my life Per. You are mistaken he goes for an Outlandish Lord. Arc. Prethee what 's his name Per. Moriphanus Arc. Oh I know him now at least in Character he seeks to be your Servant Per. You are much deceiv'd it is to be my Master The first time of his Visit he speaks all Matrimony and left the discourse of Love for the second Interview Marriage is the Captain I will assure you of his discourse and Love the Lievtenant Arc. Nay 't is well if affection has any
do it this seven years I am sure I have business for every particular day and if I appoint ten or twenty years hence and am call'd to take my place of Honor in the other world before then you 'l say I am not a man of my word a Knave a Cheat a Rascal or some such thing Therefore it shall be a Duel in the other world Grac. O brave my Lord that will do rarely But who shall be your Seconds Mor. Hold thy prating I 'le nominate my self who shall be both our Seconds He shall have Alexander the Great and the Maid of Orleance and I 'le have Sampson and William the Conquerour Grac. I my Lord do so stand to your hold for you may lend Sampson if you list one of your Jaw-bones and then he shall fight with Alexander the Great Luc. If you will fight or dare fight fight now for your Mistris we 'll find another quarrel to exercise your courage in th' other world Mor. I tell you I will not fight a stroak till the time appointed so I may have some cowardly dog-trick or other put upon me I 'le have all that ever liv'd from the Creation to that day stand by when I Duel to see that there is fair play And so no more of that I 'm in great hast and must leave your angry Honors Luc. Hold hold Mor. I 'le neither hold nor stay I am going to the Cutlers to bespeak weapons against the time appointed and d' ye hear be sure you meet me there Exeunt Scene 8. Enter Melyent reading a Letter Mel. Lotharicus dead thou hast bravely done And justly the reward of Death hast won Which thou shalt have but e're thou com'st at it Thou must another Tragedy commit My Fortune now is almost made secure There is but one blow more it can endure Euryalus thou must not live to be An interposing Cloud ' twixt that and me For e're my greatness shall be so withstood I 'le make my passage through a Sea of Blood My Soul is with too towring hopes possest To be by thoughts of Conscience now supprest Nor shall Euryalus prolong the date VVhich I have given for his dying Fate Exit Scene 9. Enter Euryalus in disguize and Desha Eur. Pray go tell your Lady here is a Gentleman has business of importance with her and desires to tell it her in private Desh I shall acquaint her Sir Exit Desha Eur. All things are in this Kingdome as plentiful and prosperous as if that none but Saints inhabited it But surely Sin 's infection is grown high VVhen Monarchs once their Souls with Murders Dye For they are Suns on which the Subjects gaze To gather rules for mannaging their ways How strictly then are they to Virtue ty'd VVho by Example are a Nations Guide Enter Marcelia puts her back Marc. Oh my dear Brother dear Euryalus how He Eur. Thou' rt grown unworthy of such kindnesh now It is not love has brought me back but hate Marc. Oh Heaven what have I done to make you say 't Eur. What have you not could base and barb'rous be Murder Lotharicus dishonour me Marc. I kill Lotharicus Heaven knows that I False as he is to save his life would die For worlds I would not live that grief to know Eur. What Devil helps thee to dissemble so Has that black Favorite of Hell's design Taught thee this virtue with the rest to joyn Was 't not enough you did his life betray To serve your pride made that be took away But with your curs'd malicious blasting breath Strive in his Fame to give him second death Or did your Soul such sharp reprovements give To your false heart that fear'd to let him live Could bubling Greatness thy ambition swell To such a height to send thee Post to Hell Marc. I have no guilt I hope can bring me there But in my Grave you 'l throw me by dispair For nothing's left to make me wish to stay If my Lotharicus be took away Where he in ashes is I 'd rather be Then here possess the whole worlds Monarchy Thy deadliest stroak thou now hast given Fate Marcelia's strength cannot support the weight In life I nothing now but horrors see Since earth is rob'd Lotharicus of thee All it possess'd of great and brave now lies Gluttonous Death thy malice Sacrifice Since thou his Noble life refus'd to spare No longer this unhappy one forbear I court thy cold imbraces to this breast For till my soul 's with his I ne're shall rest And sure it can't be long before it be Since grief and love both strive to set it free Eur. What 's this I see certain I 'm in a dream Falshood cannot pretend such high extream Marcelia what to judge I do not know Since for his death you so much passion show Marc. Judge what you will my Innocence you 'l prove By that which quickly will your doubts remove Eur. Then 't is that dev'lish Melynet has laid That plot which both his Love and Life betraid Treacherous Serpent Monster of Mankind How could thy Noble Blood such tincture find Or thy false Soul permit thee to divide Two hearts which thou did'st find so strongly ty'd For he did for thy change such trouble show As nothing but the highest flame could know His daily wishes were he might expire Because he had out-liv'd Marcelia's fire Points to her head Marc. Add add no more least reason quit this place And after that then this be left by Grace Her heart I am a Mortal and no more can show Of power in my passons overthrow Eur. To raise thy miseries I do not design But I would have thee th' top of Honor climb Refuse the King then do thy Honor right To shew that greatness dazles not thy sight For his consent was given to the fact And marrying him thou wilt his guilt contract Marc. I 'le sooner be to a dead body joyn'd Then ever in his guilty Arms confin'd No no Euryalus his Crown can't take That Love away his Virtues could not shake From one revenge I gave him my consent And from this second I 'le his hopes prevent Eur. Dear dear Marcelia my most Noble part Thou mak'st me jealous of thy generous heart Lotharicus will surely in his Grave Rejoyce to see thou art so true and brave For Melynet wh ' has rais'd him self so great By strangling Virtue in it's proper Seat I 'le trust this Arm to find me out the way The price of Murder in his heart to pay The King is by that awful name secute Subjects are bound what they do to endure Heav'n reserves it self the punishing them They are not here to give account to men Who strikes at them Divinity gives a blow Whos 's Vice-Roys Monarchs all are here below Exeunt The End of the Fourth Act. Act V. Scene I. Enter Moriphanus and Graculus Mor. A very likely matter indeed that she should refuse to marry me because I would not fight for her No no
may be so for time does slowly pass That runs by high Afflictions Hour-glass Exeunt Scene 6. Enter Euryalus reading a Letter Eur. It thou had'st such reason for thy change I do not blame thee then Marcelia I would I had receiv'd thy Letter sooner e're Lotharicus and I had parted I would have justified thou Nobly did'st to slight him and entertain the Kings Address since he so basely left thee for another nor shall he scape the punishment of his Perjuries for I will follow him to give him death Enter Du-Prette and two Villains fighting 1. Vill. Did'st thou think to make us do thy work and cheat us of our wages we pursu'd thee hither to Lyons to give thee death for thy deceit They wound him he falls Enter Euryalus passing and two Footmen Du-Fr Oh Lotharicus Lotharicus thy murder is reveng'd Oh Heaven how constantly you still pursue Eur. Ha! what art thou that talk'st of Lotharicus murder Tell me or I will take that remnant of thy life away and by thy words host that black guilt upon it Speak quickly Du-Pr. Sit 't is not the threat of Death can force me to confess since I shall make my life by doing it a forfeiture to Justice But from repentance and remorse I tell my name 's Du-Prette and I know you to be my Lord Euryalus I 'le say no more whilst Witnesses are by now take my life and if you think it fit or if you let me longer live I will inform you all I know that which shall give your Courage and your Sword new edge and Noble work Eur. Help carry him off The Footmen take him up Look that thou dost as promis'd then discover I 'le spare one Villain to betray another Exeunt Scene changes Scene 7. Enter Lucidore and Peregrine Luc. That little Trumpeter Cupid has so perpetually sounded in my thoughts the Widdows Perfoctions her Wit her Beauty and her Wealth as he has caus'd an uproar in my heart and some of my own Subjects has listed themselves Souldiers under her Command Per. Which prethee are turn'd Rebels Luc. My Will my Inclinations my Covetousness and my Vanity to take her from the rest of my Servants and they so ●●outly fight my former resolutions and my reason that hang me I believe they 'l get the day and tumble me head-long into a Married Life and make me grow grey and grave with a Whither-go-ye squalling Kitlings and Curtain Lectures Per. Certainly thou art a strange lover of Hell that thou wilt be running into it before thy time Luc. No you mistake Marriage is a preparative for another place both by the mortification of it and the honesty Enter Moriphanus Graculus and Footmen Per. Your Rival has bin to see the Widdow Luc. I 'le Rival his Coxcomb if he comes any more there Do you hear Sir Turns to Moriphanus I am inform'd you are the Widdow Perilla's servant Mor. I scorn your words I her servant I 'd have you to know I think to make her my Wife and she thinks to make me her Husband I her servant Luc. Well whatsoe're she thinks you had best think of her no more or win her now by your Sword Mor. Win her did not I tell you just now I have won her already and I am not such a Fool to fight for any thing that 's my own Stake another Lady to her and have at you who shall have both Luc. But then you shall fight Mor. Shall fight Luc. I shall fight or be beaten Mor. Oh I thought you had bin a man of that Authority to have made me fight whither I would or no. I tell you then Sir I love her so well I 'd sooner be beaten for her sake then fight for any woman in the world besides Per. This is a rare Coward we 'll have excellent sport with him Luc. Why you may take your own Election either fight be beaten or forbear coming there Mor. Well Sir since I may take my own choice I 'le take time to consider of it I won't resolve on any thing too hastily Grac. My Lord you know your own certain mind already and had as good tell it before you go Moriphanus offers to go off and Lucidore takes him by the sleeve Luc. Nay you are not like to stir till you have Sir Mor. Why Sir then I will because I don't much care if I do Studies And now Sir I have consider'd of it I 'le neither sight nor be beaten for any woman as long as there 's God's plenty of them in the world Here 's a quarter and a do about a woman indeed Luc. Why then you 'l come no more there Mor. No that I won't But what if she comes to me I warrant you 'l go and challenge her too and fight with her you think she 's to be won by fighting but alas you are deceiv'd she is not to be won by the Blade there 's a Bill in the case which you know not of which will prevail before the Sword Luc. But it shan't be long before I know the Bill and the business Mor. But what if I will not tell you am I bound to tell you all that I know Luc. No not if you 'l fight but you must otherwise I tell you that Mor. You should not need to press me thus to fight had I not made a vow the last man I kill'd in seven years never to answer not make a challenge to any man living no you should have no cause to call upon me twice Grac. To run away A side Mor. You 'd find I would not be abus'd O that the time were expir'd you put me into such a rage that my passion must vent it self some way Falls a crying and turns to Grac. Graculus did'st never hear that fighting was Physical Grac. Not I upon my life my Lord. Mor. Why then if thou dar'st take my word for it it is Grac. But Sir what makes you weep Mor. My vow Graculus my vow Wipes his eyes Per. Your pretence of a vow is but an excuse for your Cowardice Grac. Why in troth my Lord if I were as you I would fight and for once break a vow made in cold blood now your courage is so spur'd and chaf'd with these quarrolling Lords Mor. Let me see let me see Hum no way Studies left to break this rotten Engagement and fight Grac. Yes my Lord you may easily break it where 't is rotten Luc. If you can find none in your Conscience send but for half a dozen Advocates give 'em double fees and they 'l find you one in theirs and a point in Law to make it good Mor. If it can be done by them I 'le make my own Conscience do 't as well and save me that charges And suppose I am resolv'd to fight there 's more to be consider'd of then just that there 's time weapon and place Per. That you shall have the liberty to Elect. Mor. Well then let me consider as to the time I can't
much as ever any man did or will love any of the Sex I do indeed Dear Widow but now if you should heep me in a great deal of pain by making a Chancery-suit of our Affections 't is ten to one but I shall rather deny all this truth again than endure such an endless torment Per. Faith Widow you must now resolve this new fashion'd suiter will have his alms or his answer quickly Arc. I Madam you must needs tell my Lord what you 'l do you don't know what an injury you may do him by keeping him long in suspense for if his heart should have taken post to any other place how do you think his body should know where to find it Perilla We 'l petition the King to introduce here the English Law that is if he loses it between sun and ●un the County must make it good Per. That is if it were stollen Madam Perilla Well if it has run away or lost it self then he must have it cry'd Luc. Never think of these ways to baffle me out of my Heart Madam in plain terms you have stoln it and if you stir out of this Garden without restitution or my consent to keep it hang me if I send not a Hue and Cry after you Perilla It seems my Lord you are very sharp set to my Estate if you possest that I believe you would easily bequeath my person for a Legacy to my next Heir Luc. Lord Madam that you should think so As if a Rich Mistris were to be prefer'd before a Mistris Rich. Do you think I am so ill bred to displace your Title so to put money before it No it shall never take the precedency It is as much as I desire that I am certain it is one of your attendants for where Marriage is made and that a servant to neither party there is always to be sure but beggarly house-keeping and I love good company as my life Perilla Well I will not injure my wit so much to take seven years consideration to make up at last a bad bargain as if a great deal of time were requisite to undo ones self in when a quarter of an hour will serve turn as well and precipitated indiscretions always will admit of more excuse than premeditated follies This gives you nay consent so soon my Lord. Luc. I care not from whence the line come so long as it draws to my Center I 'l accept it good or bad according to the old Rule of Marriage Perilla Well once within this month we shall both repent it after the Parson has ty'd us together Luc. If we do and the worst come to the worst 't is but one of us making a journey into the other world and unmarrying our selves and when it comes we 'l have fair play draw who shall go Perilla A very just bargain Per. Nothing will break your agreement then I see Luc. But first we 'l try to break each others heart Exeunt Scene 5. Enter Lotharicus in a Disguise Loth. It is some pleasure since I could nor dy at least to think that I shall now revenge my wrongs my self on my intended Murtherer and by giving him his merited Death punish the false Marcelia too And in the bud of her wish'd Queenships honor Nip h●r support that treacherous Favorite from her She little think Lotharicus doth live So great a ruine to her hopes to give Here he must pass and in this place I 'l stay And make Death complement him in the way Enter Melynet with two boys Lotharicus meets him Mel. Boys go where I bid you Ha! what 's that comes there Loth. An injur'd Lover brought by his despair Lotharicus Mel. That 's false I 'm sure I know thou sayst not true Loth. His Ghost is rise to give thy crimes their due Villain I live and with this sword will show In my revenge whether 't be true or no I all my wrongs upon thy heart will write Mel. No more of words but let us to 't and sight Boast not before we do the vict'ry try Perhaps it may prove your own lot to dy Loth. I could have made my self of that secure But that my Courage Treach'ry can't endure Mel. I 'l thank thy Courage and the debt will pay By taking thy unhappy life away Loth. Fall on then They fight Melynet gives back Ha! methinks you back do start As if my kindness touch'd you to the heart Mel. What it has done I soon will make thee find What think you now Sir are you paid in kind They fight still Enter Valasco Peregrine they draw and come between them Per. Hold this is no good exercise Loth. The best that can be Sir to us Per. How Lotharicus Loth. The same Sir Per. What wonder 's this and fighting with his so beloved friend my Lord Melynet Loth. The wonder is far greater that occasion'd it Val. My Lord Melynet I am glad we have prevented the hazard of your life to farther Revenge Mel. You have obstructed me in a Revenge Which I could curse you for for by preventing Of his Death I am undone aside Loth. We 'l not take our leaves one of another we shall have opportunity to meet in some other place Exeunt severally Scene 3. Enter King and Almeric King I have not seen Melynet to day I wonder much he is not come Alm. Doubtless it will not be long before he does attend your Majesty Enter Valasco King Have you not seen Melynet my Lord Val. Yes and it please your Majesty I came from him he is wounded King How by what means Val. My Lord Lotharicus is return'd in disguise and has set upon him as he was going to Marcelia King Thou dost mistake Lotharicus is dead I 'l assure you Val. And please your Majesty he has got such favor in the other world to come and live again for I am sure it is not half an hour since Peregrine and I parted them King Are you sure 't is he Val. As sure as my name is Valasco King What should the meaning of this be Go and cause him to be brought before me I 'l hear the motion of this bold attempt upon the life of Melynet my self Are his wounds dangerous Val. No Sir very slight they have both some little hurt King Sure Lotharicus's jealousie has caus'd this quarrel with Melynet because he knows I have a value for him and by that concludes that he has injur'd him to Marcelia Alm. And please your Majesty Love from so strong an argument may be excus'd to grow suspicious Exeunt Scene 7. Enter Marcelia meeting Euryalus Eur. I am come to tell thee strange news Marcelia Lotharicus is alive in the Town he has wounded Melynet and is a Prisoner for it by the Kings command and is to be brought before him to the Court the business is made very foul as if he had surpriz'd him cowardly Mar. What a compound of joy and sorrow have you given me Poor Lotharicus thou wilt
find a cruel Judg I fear they must by heightning thy guilt help to abate their own I 'l go to the Court my self and hear his sentence and share his sufferings if my interest cannot take him off I 'l try my power first then show my resolution Eur. Thou mak'st a generous and brave Resolve we both will go together I 'l there discover my self and help to justifie my Friend and if there be occasion against his guilty adversary It will be time to go Marcelia Marc. My dear Lotharicus thou now shalt find When most distrest Marcelia is most kind Exeunt Scene 8. Enter King Melynet and all the Lords Guards and Attendants King talks to Melinet King I am sorry having ever had so great an esteem of Lotharicus he should give me cause to condemn him for his Rashness but Reason is destroy'd in the wisest men when passion does command Bring in Lotharicus Enter Lotharicus with a Guard at one door and Euryalus and Marcelia at another King What makes me happy in thy presence now Marcelia Marc. Though 't is not fit Sir Women hither come Yet I most humbly beg to hear his doom King Nothing 's unfit Marcelia does desire Or of her King or Servant can require Loth. There stands my torture greater than I can aside Receive from the command or power of man She comes to feast her pride onely to see How much my Passion still does fetter me Inhumane Woman lost to all that sense Which thy soft Sex to suff'rers do dispense King What was the cause Lotharicus that arm'd your malice against the life of Melynet Loth. My injurius Sir King In your opinion Were every man a fitting and allow'd of Judg in 's own cause we need not then have Ministers of Justice Loth. I question not the prudence of consider'd and allow'd of Laws Sir though now I sought not their assistance But Sir in my own defence I humbly do present your Majesty this Paper which renders me incapable their benefit and made me strive by my own hand to take what I can never expect to have by any other means King How have you forfeited your right in that kind more than your other fellow-subjects Loth. You 'l in that Paper find Sir The King reads and changes countenance grows into fury turns to Melynet King Traytor what hast thou done is this thy hand is it I know it is wherewith th' hast set the feal of my dishonor charge me with the consent of Murther and mountain up my promises their recompence Here Read it publickly my brow wears not a guilt so dark to keep it in obscurity although I ow that intended kindness to brave Lotharicus's Loyalty Peregrine reads Per. Du-Prette be sure and speedy in the death of Lotharicus the King is impatient till he hears it he will double thy rewards I promised King There 's enough Turns to Melynet How durst thou assume the injuring thy Soveraign so Though I Marcelia lov'd I never did design to buy her favors at the price of all my Honors By noble ways I bid thee seek to gain me her affection but not by guilt and treacherous baseness Villain The share thy veins has in her blood gives thee thy life but never after this day see thy incensed Monarch's face again But how came you by this Letter Lotharicus Loth. Sir one Philampras which was hir'd amongst others by Du-prette Melynet's man to assasin me understanding by Du-prette's Discourse that he had moneys in his Portmantue watch'd his opportunity to take it aways and finding this Letter there thought he should make more advantage by that from my Reward that his promis'd recompence for my Murther so left the money to prevent Duprette's sudden missing of his Paper and coming with my man to discover it found me as they then supposed kill'd but after on my Recovery deliver'd it into my hands King Oh! how seriously ought Princes first to weigh the lives and souls of men before they draw them to their bosoms for Favorites that are vitious are the Cankers of Kings Courts and eat in their Soveraigns bosoms Mel. Sir King Hold say no more thy breath 's infectious grown And on my Fame has Killing poyson thrown Guard take him away Mel. Vain joys of mortal Life you fly so fast Man hardly knows you are before y' are past Yet we on you do our affections lay As if we here eternally should stay Honor thou now dost give my soul a view Of what I left when first I banish'd you O Virtue how have I bin led astray From thy fair paths into this Lab'rinth way I thought my Fortune on a Rock did stand But Guilts foundation still proves foolish sand When man by Crimes does plots for greatness lay Heav'n justly frowns and takes his hopes away But though my Life bears characters of shame My Death shall leave behind a better Fame They that won't fall must not on danger stand We carry not our Fates in our own hand Exit King Though Love Lotharicus did make me be Thy Rival I was ne'er thy Enemy At lest to take thy life by ways obscure My soul such abject thoughts scorn to endure To witness it I this for thee will do Marcelia freely shall chuse me or you Loth. Marcelia Sir cannot disputethe choice Against my self your Goodness has my voice And she long since has learn'd to be so wise To leave Lotharicus for such a prize Pardon me Sir that I am sad that she Found not such motives for her love in me Mar. I never more desir'd than what in you I did enjoy when I believ'd you true But when by Melynet I was inform'd I and my love was for Arcasia scorn'd I then such Reason had to entertain So great a Monarch and so high a Flame That all I for his Passion since did do Can no condemning censure find for you Honor and Virtue still have bin my guid My Life has strictly to their Rules bin ty'd Loth. Since Melynet made me so false appear You need not more your actions for to clear But still as they justly more splendid grow My heart does more despairing sorrow know King Which of us two Madam shall happy be Mar. Heav'n leaves me not to an Election free Both so deserve Sir that If I should chuse I 'd be unjust to him I did refuse Oh Gods what punishment do you design Marcelia that neither must be mine Love will not let me my Lotharicus leave Nor Honor won't permit I him receive The King whispers to Peregrine Exit Pereg. King To shew that I will still be here within points to his brest What I am by my birth my passions King My Empire there by Reasons power maintain As well as to my Crown new Crowns to gain I out of Honor will this Justice do Against my Love Marcelia give to you Thou art already of her Heart possest And with her Person now I 'l make thee blest Loth. Sir King No more oppose thy bliss with gen'rous strife May you be happy in each others life My heart to my Calinda I 'l restore Whose due it was by faith and love before Marcelia and Lotharicus kneel Loth. May Fortune showr such Blessings on your head That over all the World your power be spread That every Monarch that enjoys a Throne May that possession from your bounty own Eur. Now take the Blessing which I Sir do give When you are call'd from hence to Heav'n to live And may my Friend prove joys so high refin'd he embraces Loth. To equal the vast compass of his mind Enter Calinda and Peregrine Cal. Sir I am come my Duty to express King To me Calinda can own nothing less In publick I my heart away did take And I 'l in publick Restitution make Cal. Your Will can strangely of your Heart dispose My Will as yet o'r mine no Empire knows King Yet it may yours perswade and command mine King You should not then Marceliaes Love decline King Madam you have all Reason to express As much as you can say in scorns excess But Heav'n the greatest faults that are forgive 'T is noble when we may kill to let live Cal. Had you bin still Sir to that Maxim true I had not then bin scorn'd nor left by you When you the life did take of all my joy You show'd not the left pity to destroy But you would have I find a Womans breast With more Compassion and more Love possest King I 'd have thy Heart again thy Love renew Since mine does burn with a fresh Flame to you Calinda with my Life I would redeem What I have done to call back thy esteem Cal. Your Majesty can strangely overcome Scarce wish a Victory before 't is won That price my Heart will never let you pay Love's Gen'ral there and yields you up the day King And if I e'er again that gift abuse May Heav'n all prayers that I make refuse I much admir'd thy Excellence heretofore But now Idolater shall turn and thee adore I did not think this would have bin the close Man may design but Heav'n will still dispose Exeunt Omnes EPILOGUE NOw I am sure all look that I should say Something like asking pardon for the Play With low submission and I can't tell what Excuse her Writing Language and her Plot As crafty Poets Guilty cry their Wit To make you less severe in lashing it But faith she scorns such undermining ways Of blowing up your pity into praise Nor will she do her spirit so much wrong To beg what does not to her brow belong She says they 're fools force Fate before they be Resolv'd to meet with any Destiny But this revenge she 's sure to have on those They 'l Cowards be esteem'd that give her blows Which strangely takes her knowing that ye must Be to your Honor or your Wit unjust Mark how maliciously her snares sh 'as laid Praise or Condemn you 're equally betray'd FINIS