left arm'd Enter Mustapha Rustan Must. The Rhodians will no more in Arms appear They now are lost before they lose their Town Rust. They may their Standards hide and Ensigns tear For what 's the Body when the Soul is gone Must The Pris'ner whom in doubtfull fight we took Who long maintain'd the strife For freedome more than life Is young Alphonso the Sicilian Duke Soly. Fortune could never find if she had Eyes A Present for me which I more would prize Enter Haly. Haly. Your Bosom-slave the Creature which your pow'r Has made in all the world the greatest Wife Did all this dang'rous Night kneel and implore That Heav'n would give you length of happy life In measure to your breadth of spreading Fame And to the heighth of Ottamans high name Soly. Tell Roxolana I esteem her love So much that I her anger fear And whilst with passion I the one approve The other I with temper bear Haly. She charg'd me not to undertake t' express With how much grief her Eyes did melt When she this Night your dangers felt Nor how much joy she shew'd at your Success She hears that you have Pris'ner took The bold Sicilian Duke And begs he may be strait at her dispose That you may try how she can use your Foes Soly. This furious Rhodian Sally could not be Provokt but by his Jealousie of me Must. He wanted honour who could yours suspect Pirrh The rash by Jealousie themselves detect Soly. His jealousie shall meet with punishment Convay him strait to Roxolana's Tent. Exit Pirrhus But Haly know the fair Ianthe must Be safe and free who did my honour trust You want no Mutes nor can they want good skill To torture or dispatch those whom they Kill But since this Duke's renown did spread and rise Who in attempt at Night Has often scap'd my sight Take care that I may see him e're he Dyes Exeunt several ways The Scene returns to Roxolana's Pavilion Enter Ianthe in her Night Dress Iant. IN this Pavilion all have been alarm'd The Eunuchs Mutes and very Dwarfs were arm'd The Rhodians have a fatal Sally made And many now to shun The griefs of Love are run Through nights dark walks to Death's detested shade An Eunuch lately cry'd Alphonso's slain Now others change my grief And give some small relief By new report that he 's but Pris'ner ta'ne Where my afflicted Lord Is thy victorions Sword For now though 't was too weak to rescue thee It might successfull grow If thy triumphant Foe Would make an end of Love by ending me Enter Roxolana Roxol. How fares my Rival the Sicilian Flow'r Iant. As wet with Tears as Roses in a show'r Roxol. I brought you Presents when I saw you last Iant. Presents If you have more Like those you brought before They come too late unless they make great haste Roxol. Are you departing without taking leave Iant. I would not you nor can your Guards deceive Roxol. You 'l pay a farewell to a civil Court Iant. Souls make their parting Ceremonies short Roxol. The Present which the Sultan sent before Who means to vex your bashfulness no more Was to your Lips and that you did refuse But this is to your Ear. I bring you news Iant. I hear my Lord and Rhodes have been too blame Roxol. It seems you keep intelligence with Fame Or with some frighted Eunuch her swift Post Who often has from Camps to Cities brought The dreadfull News of Battails lost Before the Field was fought Iant. Then I may hope this is a false alarm And Rhodes has neither done nor taken harm Roxol. You may believe Alphonso is not slain Iant. Blest Angel speak Nor is he Pris'ner ta'ne Roxol. He is a Pris'ner and is given to me Iant. Angels are kind I know you 'l set him free Roxol. He has some Wounds plac'd nobly in his Breast Iant. You soon take back the comfort you have given Roxol. They are not deep and are securely drest Iant. Now you are good agen O heal them Heav'n Roxol. In Heav'n Ianthe he may mercy find He must go thither and leave you behind Iant. I hope I shall discern your looks less strange And your expressions not so full of change Roxol. Weep'st thou for him whose sawcy Jealousie Durst think the Sultan could be false to me Iant. Though his offence makes him unfit to live I hope it is no crime in me to grieve Roxol. Soft Fool bred up in narrow Western Courts Which are by Subjects storm'd like Paper-Forts Italian Courts fair Inns for forein Posts Where little Princes are but civil Hosts Think'st thou that she who does wide Empire sway Can breed such storms as Lovers show'rs allay Can half the World be govern'd by a Mind That shews Domestick pity and grows kind Iant. Where are those virtuous Vows you lately seal'd Roxol. I did enjoyn they should not be reveal'd Iant. But could you mean they should be broken too Roxol. Those Seals were counterfeit and pass For nothing since my Sealing was But to a Christian when I seal'd to you Iant. Seal'd by your pretious Lipps What is so sure As that which makes the Sultan's heart secure You to Religion many Temples rere Justice may find one Lodging in your breast Roxol. Religion is but publique fashion here And Justice is but private interest Nature our Sex does to revenge incite And int'rest counsels us to keep our own Were you not sent to rule with me at Night Love is as shy of Partners as the Throne Haly prepare the Pris'ner he must Dye Enter Haly. Iant. If any has offended it is I. O think think upward on the Thrones above Disdain not mercy since they mercy love If mercy were not mingled with their pow'r This wretched world could not subsist an how'r Excuse his innocence and seize my life Can you mistake the Husband for the Wife Roxol. Are Christian Wives so true and wondrous kind Ianthe you can never change my Mind For I did ever mean to keep my Vow Which I renew and seal it faster now Kisses her The Sultan franckly gave thy Lord to me And I as freely render him to thee Iant. To all the world be all your virtues known More than the Triumphs of your Sultans Throne Roxol. Send in her Lord to calm her troubled Breast Exeunt Roxolana Haly several ways Iant. Now his departing life may stay But he has Wounds Yet she did say They were not deep and are securely Drest Enter Haly Alphonso his Arms bound Haly. Fate holds your Dice and here expect the Cast Your chance if it be bad will soon be past Exit Alph. My doom contains not much diversity To live to dye to be a slave or free Death summs up all by Dying we remove From all the frowns of Pow'r and griefs of Love Ianthe are you here I will dismiss my fear Deaths dreaded Journey I Have ended e're I Dye Death does to Heav'n the virtuous lead Which I enjoy ere I am Dead
prey But now thou must do more Then thou hast done before Else the important life of Rhodes is gone Alph. VVhy from the peacefull grave Should I still strive to save The lives of others that would lose mine own Adm. The Souldiers call Alphonso thou hast taught The way to all the wonders they have wrought Who now refuse to fight But in thy valour's sight Alphon. I would to none example be to fly But fain would teach all human kind to die Adm. Haste haste Ianthe in disguise At th' English Bulwark wounded lies And in the French our old great Master strives From many hands to rescue many lives Alphon. Ianthe wounded where alas Has mourning Pitty hid her face Let Pitty fly fly far from the opprest Since she removes her Lodging from my Brest Adm. You have but too great Cruelties to chuse By staying here you must Ianthe lose Who ventur'd life and fame for you Or your great Master quite forsake Who to your childhood first did shew The wayes you did to Honour take Alphon. Ianthe cannot be In safer company For what will not the valiant English do When Beauty is distress'd and Vertue too Adm. Dispatch your choice if you will either save Occasion bids you run You must redeem the one And I the other from a common Grave Alphonso haste Alphon. Thou urgest me too fast This riddle is too sad and intricate The hardest that was e're propos'd by Fate Honour and pitty have Of both too short a time to choose Honour the one would save Pitty would not the other loose Adm. Away brave Duke away Both perish by our stay Alphon. I to my Noble Master owe All that my Youth did Nobly do He in War's Schoole my Master was The Ruler of my life She my lov'd Mistris but alas My now suspected Wife Adm. By this delay we both of them forsake Which of their rescues wilt thou undertake Alph. Hence Admirall and to my Master hy I will as swiftly to my Mistris fly Through Ambush Fire and all impediments The witty cruelty of War invents For there does yet some taste of kindness last Still relishing the vertue that is past But how Ianthe can my sword successfull prove Where honour stops and onely pitty leads my love Exeunt severall waies Enter Pirrhus Pirrhus O suddain change repulst in all the heat Of Victory and forc'd to lose retreat Seven Crescents fixt on their Redouts are gone Horse horse we fly From Victory Wheel wheel from their Reserves and charge our own Divide that Wing More succours bring Rally the Fled And quit our Dead Rescue that Ensigne and that Drum Bold slaves they to our Trenches come Though still our Army does in posture stay Drawn up to judge not act the business of the day As Rome in Theaters saw Fencers play Enter Mustapha Musta Who can be loud enough to give command Stand Haly make a stand Those Horses to that Carriage span Drive drive Zanger is shot agen yet still alive Câ—yns for the Culv'rin then give fire To cleer the Turn-Pikes and let Zanger in Look Pirrhus look they all begin To alter their bold Count'nance and retire The Scene returns to that of the Castle on the Mount Philermus Enter Solyman Soly. How cowardly my num'rous Slaves fall back Slow to Assault but dext'rous when they sack Wilde Wolves in times of peace they are Tame sheep and harmless in the War Crowds fit to stop up Breaches and prevail But so as shoals of Herrings choak a Whale This Dragon-Duke so nimbly fought to day As if he wings had got to stoop at Prey Ianthe is triumphant but not gone And sees Rhodes still beleaguer'd though not won Audacious Town thou keep'st thy staion still And so my Castle tarries on that Hill Where I will dwell till Famine enter Thee And prove more fatal then my Sword could be Nor shall Ianthe from my favours run But stay to meet and praise what she did shun The Scene is chang'd to that of the Town besieg'd Enter Villerius Admiral Ianthe She in a Night-Gown and a Chair is brought in Viller FAir Vertue we have found No danger in your Wound Securely live And credit give To us and to the Surgeons Art Ianthe Alas my wound is in the Heart Or else where e're it be Imprison'd life it comes to free By seconding a worser wound that hid doth lie What practice can assure That Patient of a Cure Whose kind of grief still makes her doubt the remedy Adm. The wounded that would soon be eas'd Should keep their spirits tun'd and pleas'd No discord should their mind subdue And who in such distress As this ought to express More joyfull harmony than you 'T is not alone that we assure Your certain cure But pray remember that your blood's expence Was in defence Of Rhodes which gain'd to day a most important Victory For our success repelling this Assault Has taught the Ottomans to halt Who may wasting their heavy Body learn to fly Adm. Not onely this should hasten your content But you shall joy to know the Instrument That wrought the triumph of this day Alphonso did the Sally sway To whom our Rhodes all that she is does owe And all that from her Root of Hope can grow Ianthe Has he so greatly done Indeed he us'd to run As swift in Honour's Race as any He Who thinks he merits Wreaths for Victory This is to all a comfort and should be If he were kind the greatest joy to me Where is my alter'd Lord I cannot tell If I may ask if he be safe and well For whilst all strangers may his actions boast Who in their Songs repeat The Triumphs he does get I onely must lament his favours lost Vill. Some wounds he has none dangerous but yours Ianthe cur'd his own he quickly cures Ianthe If his be little mine will soon grow less Ay me What Sword Durst give my Lord Those wounds which now Ianthe cannot dress Adm. Ianthe will rejoyce when she did hear How greater then himself he does appear In rescue of her life all acts were slight And cold even in our hottest Fight Compar'd to what he did When with Death's Vizard she her beauty hid Vill. Love urg'd his anger till it made such haste And rusht so swiftly in That scarce he did begin Ere we could say the mighty work was past Ianthe All this for me something he did for you But when his Svvord begun Much more it vvould have done If he alas had thought Ianthe true Adm. Be kind Ianthe and be vvell It is too pittifull to tell What vvay of dying he exprest When he that Letter read You vvrote before your vvounds vvere drest When you and vve dispair'd you could recover Then he vvas more than dead And much out-vvept a Husband and a Lover Enter Alphonso wounded led in by two Mutes Alphon Tear up my vvounds I had a passion coorse And rude enough to strengthen Jealousie But vvant that more refin'd and quicker
doe When Skippers with wit Beards at Wapping wooe Hope little from our Poets wither'd Witt From Infant-Players scarce grown Puppets yet Hope from our Women less whose bashfull fear Wondred to see me dare to enter here Each took her leave and wisht my danger past And though I come back safe and undisgrac'd Yet when they spye the WITS here then I doubt No Amazon can make 'em venture out Though I advis'd 'em not to fear you much For I presume not half of you are such But many Trav'lers here as Judges come From Paris Florence Venice and from Rome Who will describe when any Scene we draw By each of ours all that they ever Saw Those praising for extensive breadth and height And inward distance to deceive the sight When greater Objects moving in broad Space You rank with lesser in this narrow Place Then we like Chess-men on a Chess-board are And seem to play like Pawns the Rhodian Warr. Oh Money Money if the WITTS would dress With Ornaments the present face of Peace And to our Poet half that Treasure spare Which Faction gets from Fools to nourish Warr Then his contracted Scenes should wider be And move by greater Engines till you see Whilst you Securely sit fierce Armies meet And raging Seas disperse a fighting Fleet. Thus much he bad me say and I confess I think he would if rich mean nothing less But leaving you your selves to entertain Like an old Rat retire to Parmazan THE SIEGE OF RHODES The Second Part Act the First Scene the First The SCENE is a Prospect of Rhodes beleaguer'd at Sea and Land by the Fleet and Army of SOLYMAN Enter Alphonso Admiral Marshal of Rhodes Alph. WHen shall we scape from the delays of Rome And when slow Venice will thy Succours come Mar. How often too have we in vain Sought ayd from long consulting Spain Adm. The German Eagle does no more About our barren Island Sore Thy Region famisht Rhodes she does forsake And cruelly at home her Quarrie make Alph. The furious French and fiercer English fail Adm. We watch from Steeples and the Peer What Flaggs remoter Vessels bear But no glad Voice cries out a Sail a Sail Mar. Brave Duke I find we are to blame In playing slowly Honour's Game Whilst lingring Famine wasts our strength And tires afflicted Life with length Alph. The Council does it rashness call When we propose to hazard all The parcells we have left in one bold Cast But their Discretion makes our Torments last Adm. When less'ning Hope flyes from our Ken And still Despair shews great and near Discretion seems to Valour then A formal shape to cover fear Alph. Courage when it at once adventures all And dares with human aids dispence Resembles that high confidence Which Priests may Faith and Heav'nly-Valour call Adm. Those who in latter dangers of fierce Warr To distant hope and long consults are given Depend too proudly on their own wise care And seem to trust themselves much more than Heav'n Alph. Let then the Elder of our Rhodian Knights Discourse of slow designs in antient Fights Let them sit long in Council to contrive How they may longest keep lean Fools alive Whilst Marshal thou the Admiral and I Grown weary of this tedious strife Which but prolongs imprison'd Life Since we are freely Born will freely Dye Adm. From sev'ral Ports wee 'l Sally out With all the bolder Youth our Seas have bred Mar. And we at Land through storms of Warr have led Then meet at Mustapha's Redoubt Alph. And this last Race of Honour being run Wee 'l meet agen farr farr above the Sun Adm. Already Fame her Trumpet sounds Which more provokes and warms Our Courage than the smart of Wounds Away to Arms to Arms Enter Villerius Vill. What from the Camp when no Assault is near Fierce Duke does thee to Slaughter call Or what bold Fleet does now at Sea appear To hale and boord our Admiral Adm. We give Great Master this alarm Not to forwarn your Chiefs of harm To whom assaults from Land or Sea Would now but too much welcome be Alph. We want great dangers and of mischiefs know No greater ill but that they come too slow Adm. Why should we thus with Arts great care Of Empire against Nature Warr Nature with sleep and food would make Life last But artfull Empire makes us watch and fast Alph. If Valour virtue be why should we lack The means to make it move Which progress would improve But cannot march when Famine keeps it back Adm. When gen'ral Dearth Afflicts the Earth Then even our loudest Warriours calmly pine High courage though with Sourness still It yields to Yoaks of human will Yet gracefully does bow to Pow'r Divine Alph. But when but mortal Foes Imperiously impose A Martial Lent Where strength is spent That Famine doubly horrid wears the face Both of a Lingring death and of disgrace Mar. For those whose Valour makes them quickly Dye Prevent the Fast to shun the infamy Vill. Whom have I heard 'T is time all Pow'r should cease When men high born and higher bred Who have out-done what most have read Grow like the Gowd impatient of distress Is there no room for Hope in any Breast Adm. Not since she does appear Boldly a dweller where She first was intertain'd but as a Guest Alph. She may in Sieges be receiv'd Be courted too and much believ'd And thus continue after wants begin But is thrust out when Famine enters in Vill. You have been tir'd in vain with passiveness But where when active can you meet Success Alph. With all the strength of all our Forts Wee 'l sally out from all the Ports And with a hot and hot alarm Still keep the Turkish Tents so warm That Solyman shall in a Feaver lye Mar. His Bassas marking what we do Shall find that we were taught by you To manage Life and teach them how to Dye Vill. Valour 's designs are many heights above All pleasures fancy'd in the dreams of Love But whilst voluptuously you thus devise Delightfull ways to end those miseries Which over-charge your own impatient mind Where shall the softer Sex their safety find When you with num'rous Foes lye dead I mean asleep in Honour's Bed They then may subject be To all the wild and fouler force Of rudest Victory Where noise shall Deafen all remorse Alph. If still concern'd to watch and arm That we may keep from harm All who defenceless are And seldome safe in Warr When Admiral shall we From weariness be free Vill. The Rhodians by your gen'ral Sally may Get high renown Though you at last must bravely lose the Day And they their Town Then when by anger'd Solyman 't is sway'd On whom shall climbing Infants smile for aid Or who shall lift and rescue falling Age When it can only frown at Turkish rage The living thus advise you to esteem And keep your Life that it may succour them But though you are inclin'd to hear Death plead
Whom you are pleas'd to grace However since it must be so You 'l find I can give place Soly. You had a place too near me and too high If but a little you remove From place of Empire or of love You soon become but as a stander-by One step descending from a shining Throne You to the darkest depth fall swiftly down Roxol. If I sat nearer to you than 't was fit For Empires Heraulds to admit I being born below and you above Pray call in Death and I 'le even then bring Love To these all places equal be For Love and Death know no degree Soly. I cannot Passions riddles understand Roxol. You still have present Death at your Command But former Love you have laid by Which being gone you know that I can Dye Weeps Soly. I better know that you have cause to weep Turns to Ianthe Ianthe all is calm within your Breast Retire into the quiet shade of sleep And let not watchfull fear divert your rest Let all the Nations of my Camp suffice As Guards to keep you from my Enemies For of your own You can have none Whilst I but as Loves Sent'nel on you wait Arm'd with his Bow at your Pavilion Gate Iant. Heav'n put it in your mighty mind Quickly to be More than to me To all the Valiant Rhodians kind And may you grieve to think how many mourn Till you shall end their griefs at my return Soly. You shall not Languish with delay But this is bus'ness for the day T is now so late at Night that all Loves spies Parents and Husbands too The watchfull and the Watcht seal up their Eyes And Lovers cease to woo Exeunt Haly Ianthe Roxol. You alter ev'ry year the Worlds known face Whilst Cities you remove and Nations chace These great mutations which with shril And ceaseless sounds Fame's Trumpet fill And shall seem wonders in her brazen Books Much lesâ— amaze me than your alter'd looks Where I can read your Loves more fatal change Soly. You make my frowns yet seem to think them strange Roxol. You seek a Stranger and abandon me Soly. Strange Coasts are welcome after Storms at Sea Roxol. That various mind will wander very farr Which more than home a forein Land preferrs Soly. The wise for quietness when civil Warr Does rage at home turn private Travailers Roxol. Your loves long frost has made my bosom cold Soly. Let not the cause be in your Story told Roxol. A colder heart Death's hand has never felt But t is such Ice as you may break or melt She weeps Soly. I never shall complain When you are wet with Rain Which softer passion does thus gently powr What more in Season is than such a showr You still through little Clouds would lovely show Were all your April-weather calm as now But March resembles more your haughty Mind Froward and loud oftner than calmly kind Weather which may not inconvenient prove To Country Lovers born but to make love Who grieve not when they mutual kindness doubt But with indiff'rence meet a frown or smile As having frequent leisure to fall out And their divided breasts to reconcile Roxol. The world had less sad bus'ness known if you Had been ordain'd for so much leisure too Soly. Monarchs who onward still with Conquest move Can only for their short diversion love When a black Cloud in Beauties sky appears They cannot wait till Time the Tempest clears Whilst they to save a sullen Mistress stay The worlds Dominion may be cast away Roxol. Why is Dominion priz'd above Wise Natures great concernment Love Soly. Of Heav'n what have we found which we do more And sooner than exceeding Pow'r adore The wond'rous things which that Chief Pow'r has done Are to those early Spies our Senses shown And must at length to Reason be assur'd Yet how or what Heav'n loves is much obscur'd And our uncertain love Perhaps not bred above But in low Regions like the wand'ring winds Shews diff'rent Sexes more than equal Minds Roxol. Your love indeed is prone to change And like the wandring Wind does range The gale a while tow'rds Cyprus blew It turn'd to Creet and stronger grew Then on the Lycian shore it favour'd me But now Ianthe seeks in Sicily Soly. In progresses of Warr and Love Victors with equal haste must move And in attempts of either make no stay They can but Visit Conquer and away Roxol. Love's most Victorious and most cruel Foe Forsake me and to meaner Conquests go To Warrs where you may Sack and Over run Till your Success has all the World undone Advance those Trophies which you ought to hide For wherefore are they rais'd But to have slaughter prais'd And courage which is but applauded pride Soly. In so much Rain I knew a Gust would come I 'le shun the rising Storm and give it room Roxol. Loves Foes are ever hasty in Retreat You can march off but 't is for fear Lest you should hear Those Mournings which your cruelties beget Soly. The fear is wise which you upbray'd For whilst thus terrible you grow I must confess I am affraid And not asham'd of being so Roxol. Go where you cover greater fear Than that which you dissemble here Where you breed ill your mis-begotten Fame When charging Armies and assaulting Towns You ravish Nations with as little shame As now you shew in your injurious frowns Soly. If we grow fearfull at the face of Warr You justly may our terrour blame Since by your darings we might learn to dare Would you as well could teach us shame Roxol. Your fears appear even in your darings great You would not else sound cheerfull Trumpets when The charge begins whilst Drumms with Clamour beat To raise the courage of your mighty Men. With Warrs loud Musick showts are mingled too Which boastingly such cruel deeds proclaim As Beasts through thickest Furrs would blush to do Your wives may breed up Wolves to teach you shame Soly. T is not still dang'rous when you angry grow For Roxolana you can anger show To those whom you perhaps can never hate This passion is but you have crimes of State Roxol. Call Nature to be Judge what have I done Soly. You have a Husband lost to save a Son Roxol. Sultan that Son is yours as much mine Soly. He has some lustre got in Fight But yet beyond the dawning light Of his new glory Mustapha does shine Who is the Pledge of my Circasian Wife And from my blood as great a share of life May challenge as your Son Has he not worn A Victors Wreath He is my Eldest born Roxol. Because her Son the Empire shall enjoy Must therefore strangling Mutes my Sons destroy Since Eldest born you may him Empire give But mine as well as he were born to Live They may as yours though by a second Wife Inherit that which Nature gave them Life Soly. Whilst any Life I shew by any breath Who dares approach them in the shape of Death Roxol. When you to
ambitious Manhood be exprest More then by marks of our disdain of rest VVhat less then toyls incessant can despite Of Canon raise these Mounts to Castle-height Or less then utmost or unweary'd strength Can draw these Lines of Batt'ry to that length Soly. The toils of Ants and Mole-hills rais'd in scorn Of Labour to be levell'd with a Spurn These are the Pyramids that shew your pains But of your Armies valour where remains One Trophy to excuse a Bassa's boast Pirrh Valour may reckon what she bravely lost Not from Successes all her Count does raise By life well lost we gain a share of praise If we in dangers Glass all Valour see And Death the farthest step of danger be Behold our Mount of Bodies made a Grave And prize our loss by what we scorn'd to save Soly. Away range all the Camp for an Assault Tell them they tread in Graves who make a halt Fat Slaves who have been lull'd to a Disease Cramm'd out of breath and crippled by their ease Whose active Fathers leapt o're Walls too high For them to climbe Hence from my anger fly Which is too worthy for thee being mine And must be quench'd by Rhodian blood or thine Exit Pirrhus bowing In Honour's Orb the Christians shine Their light in War does still increase Though oft misled by mists of Wine Or blinder love the Crime of Peace Bold in Adult'ries frequent change And ev'ry loud expensive Vice Ebbing out wealth by ways as strange As it flow'd in by a varice Thus vildly they dare live and yet dare dye If Courage be a vertue 't is allow'd But to those few on whom our Crowns rely And is condemn'd as madness in the Crowd Enter Mustapha Ianthe veil'd Musta Great Sultan Hail though here at Land Lost Fools in opposition in stand Yet thou at Sea dost all command Soly. What is it thou wouldst shew and yet dost shrowd Musta I bring the Morning pictur'd in a Cloud A Wealth more worth then all the Sea does hide Or Courts display in their triumphant pride Soly. Thou seem'st to bring the Daughter of the Night And giv'st her many Stars to make her bright Dispatch my wonder and relate her Story Musta 'T is full of Fate and yet ha's much of Glory A Squadron of our Gallies that did ply West from this Coast met two of Cicily Both fraught to furnish Rhodes we gave 'em chace And had but for our Number met disgrace For grapling they maintain'd a bloody Fight Which did begin with Day and end with Night And though this bashful Lady then did wear Her Face still vail'd her valour did appear She urg'd their courage when they boldly Fought And many shun'd the dangers which she sought Soly. Where are the limits thou wouldst set for praise Or to what height wilt thou my wonder raise Must This is Ianthe the Cicilian Flower Sweeter then Buds unfolded in a shower Bride to Alphonso who in Rhodes so long The Theam has been of each Heroick Song And she for his relief those Gallies fraught Both stow'd with what her Dow'r and Jewels bought Soly. O wond'rous vertue of a Christian Wife Adven'tring lifes support and then her Life To save her ruin'd Lord Bid her unvail Ianthe steps back Ianthe It were more honour Sultan to assail A publique strength against thy forces bent Then to unwall this private Tenement To which no Monarch but my Lord has right Nor will it yield to Treaty or to Might Where Heaven's great Law defends him from surprise This Curtain onely opens to his eyes Soly. If Beauty vail'd so vertuous be 'T is more then Christian Husbands know VVhose Ladies wear their faces free Which they to more then Husband show Ianthe Your Bassa swore and by his dreadful Law None but my Lords dear hand this Vail should draw And that to Rhodes I should conducted be To take my share of all his destiny Else I had quickly found Sure means to get some vvound VVhich vvould in Deaths cold Arms My honour instant safety give From all those rude Alarms VVhich keep it vvaking vvhilst I live Soly. Hast thou ingag'd our Prophets plight To keep her Beauty from my sight And to conduct her Person free To harbour with mine Enemy Musta Vertue constrain'd the privildge I gave Shall I for sacred Vertue pardon crave Soly. I envy not the conquests of thy Sword Thrive still in wicked VVar But Slave how did'st thou dare In vertuous Love thus to transcend thy Lord Thou did'st thy utmost vertue show Yet somewhat more does rest Not yet by thee exprest Which vertue left for me to do Thou great example of a Christian VVife Enjoy thy Lord and give him happy Life Thy Gallies with their fraight For which the Hungry wait Shall strait to Rhodes conducted be And as thy passage to him shall be free So both my safe return to Cicilie Ianthe May Solyman be ever far From impious honours of the VVar Since worthy to receive renown From things repair'd not overthrown And when in peace his vertue thrives Let all the race of Loyal VVives Sing this his bounty to his Glory And teach their Princes by his story Of which if any Victors be Let them because he conquer'd me Strip cheerfully each others Brow And at his feet their Laurel throw Soly. Strait to the Port her Gallies steer Then hale the Sentry at the Peer And though our Flags ne'r use to bow They shall do Vertue homage now Give Fire still as she passes by And let our Streamers lower fly Exeunt several waies Chorus of Women 1. LEt us live live for being dead The pretty Spots Ribbands and Knots And the fine French dress for the Head No Lady wears upon her In the cold cold bed of Honour Beat down our Grottoes and hew down our Bow'rs Dig up our Arbours and root up our Flowers Our Gardens are Bulwarks and Bastions become Then hang up our Lutes we must sing to the Drum 2. Our Patches and our Curles So exact in each Station Our Powders and our Purls Are now out of Fashion Hence with our Needles and give us your Spades We that were Ladies grow course as our Maids Our Coaches have drove us to Balls at the Court We now must drive Barrovvs to earth up the Port The End of the second Entry The Third Entry The ENTRY is again prepar'd by Instrumental Musick The further part of the Scene is open'd and a Royal Pavilion appears display'd representing Solimans Imperial Throne and about it are discern'd the Quarters of his Bassa's and Inferiour Officers Enter Soliman Pirrhus Mustapha Solym. PIrrhus Draw up our Army wide Then from the Gross two strong Reserves divide And spread the wings As if we were to fight In the lost Rhodians sight With all the Western Kings Each wing with Janizaries line The Right and Left to Hally's Sons assigne The Gross to Zangiban The Main Artillery With Mustapha shall be Bring thou the Rear We lead the Van. Pirrhus It
shall be done as early as the Dawn As if the Figure by thy hand were drawn Mustap We wish that we to ease thee could prevent All thy Commands by guessing thy intent Soly. These Rhodians who of Honour boast A loss excuse when bravely lost Now they may bravely lose their Rhodes Which never play'd against such odds To morrow let them see our strength and weep Whilst they their want of losing blame Their valiant folly strives too long to keep What might be render'd without shame Pirrhus 'T is well our valiant Prophet did In us not only loss forbid But has enjoyn'd us still to get Empire must move a pace When she begins the Race And apter is for wings then feet Mustap They vainly interrupt our speed And civil Reason lack To know they should go back When we determine to proceed Pirrhus When to all Rhodes our Army does appear Shall we then make a sudden halt And give a general Assault Soly. Pirrhus not yet Ianthe being there Let them our Valour by our Mercy prize The respit of this day To vertuous Love shall pay A debt long due for all my Victories Must. If vertuous Beauty can attain such grace Whilst she a Captive was and hid What wisdom can his Love forbid When Vertue 's free and Beauty shews her Face Soly. Dispatch a Trumpet to the Town Summon Ianthe to be gone Safe with her Lord. When both are free And in their Course to Cicily Then Rhodes shall for that valour mourn VVhich stops the haste of our return Pirrhus Those that in Grecian Quarries wrought And Pioners from Lycia brought VVho like a Nation in a throng appear So great their number is are landed here VVhere shall they work Soly. Upon Philermus Hill There ere this Moon her Circle fills with days They shall by punishe sloth and cherish'd skill A spacious Palace in a Castle raise A Neighbourhood within the Rhodians view VVhere if my anger cannot them subdue My patience shall out-wait them whilst they long Attend to see weak Princes make them strong There I 'le grow old and dye too if they have The secret art to Fast me to my Grave Exeunt The Scene is chang'd to that of the Town Besieg'd Enter Villerius Admiral Alphonso Ianthe Vill. WHen we Ianthe would this act commend We know no more how to begin Then we should do if we were in How suddenly to make an end Adm. VVhat love was yours which these strong bars of Fate VVere all too weak to separate VVhich Seas Storms could not divide Nor all the dreadful Turkish pride VVhich pass'd secure though not unseen Even double Guards of Death that lay between Vill. VVhat more could Honour for fair Vertue do VVhat could Alphonso venture more for you Adm. VVith wonder with shame we must confess All we our selves can do for Rhodes is less Vill. Nor did your love and courage act alone Your bounty too has no less wonders done And for our Guard you have brought wisely down A Troop of Vertues to defend the Town The onely Troop that can a Town defend VVhich Heav'n before for ruine did intend Adm. Look here ye VVestern Monarchs look with shame VVho fear not a remote though common Foe The Cabinet of one illustrious Dame Does more then your Exchequers joyn'd did do Alphon. Indeed I think Ianthe few So young and flourishing as you VVhose Beauties might so well adorn The Jewels which by them are worn Did ever Musquets for them take Nor of their Pearls did Bullets make Ianthe VVhen you my Lord are shut up here Expence of treasure must appear So far from bounty that alas It covetous advantage was For with small cost I sought to save Even all the Treasure that I have VVho would not all her trifling Jewels give Which but from Number can their worth derive If she could purchase or redeem with them One great inestimable Gem Adam Oh ripe perfection in a Brest so young Vill. Vertue has tun'd her heart and Wit her tongue Adm. Though Rhodes no pleasure can allow I dare secure the safety of it now All will so labour to save you As that will save the City too Ianthe Alas the utmost I have done More then a just reward has won If by my Lord and you it be but thought I had the care to serve him as I ought Vill. Brave Duke farewell the Scouts for Orders wait And the Parade does fill Alphon. Great Master I 'll attend your pleasure strait And strive to serve your will Exeunt Vill. Adm. Ianthe after all this praise W ch Fame so fully to you pays For that w ch all the world beside Admires you I alone must chide Are you that kinde and vertuous VVife VVho thus expose your Husbands Life The hazards both at Land and Sea Through which so boldly thou hast run Did more assault and threaten me Then all the Sultan could have done Thy dangers could I them have seen VVould not to me have dangers been But certain death Now thou are here A danger worse then death I fear Thou hast Ianthe honour won But mine alas will be undone For as thou valiant wer't for me I shall a Coward grow for thee Ianthe Take heed Alphonso for this care of me VVil to my Fame injurious be Your love will brighter by it shine But it eclipses mine Since I would here before or with you fall Death needs but becken when he means to call Alphon. Ianthe even in this you shall command And this my strongest passion guide Your vertue will not be deny'd It could even Solyman himself withstand To whom it did so beauteous show It seem'd to civilize a barb'rous Foe Of this your strange escape Ianthe say Briefly the motive and the way Ianthe Did I not tell you how we fought How I was taken and how brought Before great Solyman but there I think we interrupted were Alpho. Yes but we will not be so here Should Solyman himself appear Ianthe It seems that what the Bassa of me said Had some respect and admiration bred In Solyman and this to me increast The jealousies which Honour did suggest All that of Turks and Tyrants I had heard But that I fear'd not Death I should have fear'd I to excuse my Voyage urg'd my Love To your high worth which did such pity move That straight his usage did reclaim my fear He seem'd in civil France and Monarch there For soon my Person Gallies Fraight were free By his command Alphon. O wondrous Enemy Ianthe These are the smallest Gifts his bounty knew Alp. VVhat could he give you more Ianthe He gave me you And you may homewards now securely go Through all his Fleet. Alph. But Honour says not so Ianthe If that forbid it you shall never see That I and that will disagree Honour will speak the same to me Alph. This Christian Turk amazes me my Dear How long Ianthe stay'd you there Ianthe Two days with Mustapha Alph. How do you say Two days
and two whole nights alas Ianth That it my Lord no longer was Is such a mercy as too long I stay E're at the Altar thanks to Heav'n I pay Alph. To Heav'n Confession should prepare the way Exit Ianthe She is all Harmony and fair as light But brings me discord and the Clouds of night And Solyman does think Heav'ns joys to be In Women not so fair as she 'T is strange Dismiss so fair an Enemy She was his own by right of War We are his Dogs and such as she his Angels are O wondrous Turkish chastity Her Gallies fraight and those to send Into a Town which he would take Are we besieg'd then by a friend Could Honour such a Present make Then when his Honour is at stake Against it self does Honour booty play VVe have the liberty to go away Strange above miracle But who can say If in his hands we once should be VVhat would become of her For what of me Though Love is blind ev'n Love may see Come back my thoughts you must not rove For sure Ianthe does Alphonso love Oh Solyman this mistique act of thine Does all my quiet undermine But on thy Troops if not on Thee This Sword my cure and my revenge shall be Exit Chorus Of Men and Women Men. YE wives all that are and wives that would be Unlearn all ye learnt here of one another And all ye have learnt of an Aunt or a Mother Then strait hither come a New Pattern to see VVhich in a good humour kinde Fortune did send A Glass for your mindes as well as your faces Make haste then and break your own Looking-glasses If you see but your selves you 'l never amend Women You that would teach us what your wives ought to do Take heed there 's a pattern in Town too for you Be you but Alphonsos and we Perhaps Ianthes will be Men. Be you but Ianthes and we Alphonsos a while will be Both. Let both sides begin then rather then neither Let 's both joyn our hands and both mend together End of the third Entry The Fourth Entry The Entry is again prepar'd by Instrumental Musick The Scene is vary'd to the Prospect of Mount Philermus Artificers appearing at work about that Castle which was there with wonderful expedition erected by Solyman His great Army is discovered in the Plain below drawn up in Battalia as if it were prepar'd for a general Assault Enter Solyman Pirrhus Mustapha Solyman REfuse my Pass-port and resolve to dye Onely for fashions sake for company Oh costly scruples But I le try to be Thou stubborn Honour obstinate as Thee My Pow'r thou shalt not vanquish by thy will I will enforce to live whom thou would'st kill Pirrhus They in to morrows storm will change their minde Then though too late instructed they shall finde That those who your protection dare reject No humane Power dares venture to protect They are not Foes but Rebels who withstand The pow'r that does their Fate command Soly. Oh Mustapha our strength we measure ill VVe want the half of what we think we have For we enjoy the Beast-like pow'r to kill But not the God-like pow'r to save VVho laughs at death laughs at our highest pow'r The valiant man is his own Emperour Musta Your pow'r to save you have to them made known VVho scorn'd it with ingrateful pride Now how you can destroy must next be shown And that the Christian world has try'd Soly. 'T is such a single pair As onely equal are Unto themselves but many steps above All others who attempt to make up Love Their Lives will noble History afford And must adorn my Scepter not my Sword My strength in vain has with their vertue strove In vain their hate would overcome my love My favours I le compel them to receive Go Mustapha and strictest Orders give Through all the Camp that in Assault they spare And in the Sack of this presumptuous Town The lives of these two strangers with a care Above the preservation of their own Alphonso has so oft his courage shown That he to all but Cowards must be known Ianthe is so fair that none can be Mistaken amongst thousands which is she Exeunt The Scene returns to that of the Town Besieg'd Enter Alphonso Ianthe Ianthe Alphonso Now the danger grovvs so near Give her that loves you leave to fear Nor do I blush this passion to confess Since it for object has no less Then even your liberty or life I fear not as a woman but a vvife We vvere too proud no use to make Of Solymans obliging proffer For vvhy should Honour scorn to take What Honour 's self does to it offer Alph. To be o'recome by his victorious Svvord Will comfort to our fall afford Our strength may yeild to his but 't is not fit Our vertue should to his submit In that Ianthe I must be Advanc'd and greater far then he Ianthe Fighting vvith him vvho strives to be your friend You not vvith Vertue but vvith Povv'r contend Alph. Forbid it Heav'n our friends should think that vve Did merit friendship from an Enemy Ianthe He is a Foe to Rhodes and not to you Alph. In Rhodes besieg'd vve must be Rhodians too Ianthe 'T vvas Fortune that engag'd you in this War Alph. 'T vvas Providence Heaven's Pris'ners here vve are Ianthe That Providence our freedom does restore The hand that shut novv opens us the Door Alph. Had Heav'n that Pass-port for our freedom sent It vvould have chose some better Instrument Then faithless Solyman Ianthe O say not so To strike and wound the vertue of your Foe Is cruelty which war does not allow Sure he has better words deserv'd from you Alphon. From me Ianthe No What he deserves from you you best must know Ianthe What means my Lord Alphon. For I confess I must The poyson'd bounties of a Foe mistrust And when upon the Bait I look Though all seem fair suspect the Hook Ianthe He though a Foe is generous and true What he hath done declares what he will do Alphon. He in two Days your high esteem has won What he would do I know who knows what he has done Done Wicked Tongue what hast thou said Aside What horrid falshood from thee fled Oh Jealousie if Jealousie it be Would I had here an Asp instead of Thee Ianthe Sure you are sick your words alas Gestures and looks distempers shew Alphon. Ianthe you may safely pass The Pass no doubt was meant to you Ianthe He 's jealous sure Oh vertue can it be Have I for this serv'd Vertue faithfully Alphonso Alphon. Speak Ianthe and be free Ianthe Have I deserv'd this change Alphon. Thou do'st deserve So much that Emperours are proud to serve The fair Ianthe and not dare To hurt a Land whilst she is there Return Renown'd Ianthe safely home And force thy passage with thine Eyes To conquer Rhodes will be a prize Less glorious then by thee to be or'ecome But since he longs
it seems so much to see And be possest of me Tell him I shall not fly beyond his reach Would he could dare to meet me in the Breach Exit Ianthe Tell him tell him Oh no Alphonso no Let never man thy weakness know Thy suddain fall will be a shame To Man's and Vertue 's Name Alphonso's false for what can falser be Then to suspect that falshood dwels in me Could Solyman both Life and Honour give And can Alphonso me of both deprive Of both Alphonso for believe Ianthe vvill disdain to live So long as to let others see Thy true and her imputed infamy No more let Lovers think they can possess More then a Month of happiness We thought our Hold of it was strong We thought our Lease of it was long But now that all may ever happy prove Let never any love And yet these troubles of my love to me Shall shorter then the pleasures be I 'le till to morrow last then the Assault Shall finish my misfortune and his fault I to my Enemies shall doubly owe For saving me before for killing now Exit Enter Villerius Admiral Adm. From out the Camp a valiant Christian Slave Escap'd and to our Knights assurance gave That at the break of day Their Mine will play Vill. Oft Martiningus struck and try'd the ground And Counter-digg'd and has the hollows found We shall prevent Their dire intent Where is the Duke whose valour strives to keep Rhodes still awake which else would dully sleep Adm. His Courage and his Reason is o'rethrown Vill. Thou sing'st the sad destruction of our Town Adm. I met him wild as all the winds When in the Ocean they contest And diligent Suspition finds He is with jealousie possest Vill. That Arrow once misdrawn must ever rove O weakness sprung from mightiness of love O pitty'd Crime Alphonso will be overthrown Unless we take this Ladder down Where though the Rounds are broke He does himself provoke Too hastily to Climbe Adm. Invisibly as dreams Fame's wings Fly every where Hov'ring all Day o're Palaces of Kings At Night she lodges in the people's eare Already they perceive Alphonso wild And the belov'd Ianthe griev'd Vill. Let us no more by Honour be beguil'd This Town can never be reliev'd Alphonso and Ianthe being lost Rhodes thou dost cherish life with too much cost Chorus Away unchain the streets unearth the Ports Pull down each Barracade Which womens fears have made And bravely fally out from all the Forts Drive back the Crescents and advance the Cross Or sink all humane Empires in our loss Chorus of Wives 1. 1. THis cursed Jealousie what is 't 2. 'T is Love that has lost it self in a Mist 3. 'T is Love being frighted out of his wits 4. 'T is Love that has a Fever got Love that is violently hot But troubled with cold and trembling fits 'T is yet a more unnatural evil 'T is the God of Love 't is the God of Love possest with a Divel 2. 1. ' This rich corrupted wine of Love Which sharpest vinegar does prove 2. From all the sweet Flowers which might Honey make It does a deadly poyson bring 3. Strange Serpent which it self does sting 4. It never can sleep and dreams still awake 5. It stuffs up the Marriage-bed with thorns It gores it selfe it gores it self with imagin'd horns The End of the Fourth Entry The Fifth Entry The ENTRY is again prepar'd by Instrumental Musick The Scene is chang'd into a Representation of a general Assault given to the Town the greatest fury of the Army being discern'd at the English Station Enter Pirrhus Pirrhus TRaverse the Canon mount the Batrys higher More Gabions and renew the Blinds Like dust they powder spend And to our faces send The heat of all the Element of fire And to their Backs have all the winds Enter Mustapha Musta More Ladders and reliefs to scale The Fire-crooks are too short Help help to hale That Battlement is loose and strait will down Point well the Canon and play fast Their fury is too hot to last That Rampire shakes they fly into the Town Pirrh March up with those Reserves to that Redout Faint slaves the Janizaries reel They bend they bend and seem to feel The terrours of a Rout. Musta Old Zanger halts and re-inforcment lacks Pirrh March on Musta Advance those Pikes and charge their Backs Enter Solyman Solym. Those Platforms are too low to reach Haste haste call Haly to the Breach Can my domestique Janizaries flye And not adventure life for victory Whose child-hood with my Palace-milk I fed Their youth as if I were their Parent bred What is this Monster Death that our poor Slaves Still vext with toyl are loth to rest in Graves Musta If life so pretious be why do not they Who in War's trade can onely live by prey Their own afflicted lives expose To take the happier from their foes Pirrh Our Troops renew the Fight And those that sally'd out To give the Rout Are now return'd in flight Solym. Follow follow follow make good the Line In Pirrhus in Look we have sprung the Mine Exit Pirrhus Musta Those desp'rate English n'er will fly Their firmness still does hinder others flight As if their Mistresses were by To see and praise them whilst they fight Solym. That flame of valour in Alphonso's eyes Outshines the light of all my victories Those who were slain when they his Bulwark storm'd Contented fell As vanquish'd well Those who were left alive may now Because their valour is by his reform'd Hope to make others bow Musta E're while I in the English station saw Beauty that did my wonder forward draw Whose valour did my Forces back disperse Fairer than Woman and then Man more fierce It shew'd such courage as disdain'd to yield And yet seem'd willing to be kill'd Solym. This Vision did to me appear Which mov'd my pitty and my fear It had a Dress much like the Imag'rie For Heroes drawn and may Ianthe be Enter Pirrhus Pirrh Fall on the English stoop when they give fire They seem to furl their Colours and retire Solym. Advance I onely would the honour have To conquer two whom I by force would save Enter Alphonso with his Sword drawn Alph. My reason by my Courage is misled Why chase I those who would from dying fly Enforcing them to sleep amongst the dead Yet keep my self unslain that fain would die Do not the Pris'ners whom we take declare How Solyman proclaim'd through all his Host That they Ianthe's life and mine should spare Life ill preserv'd is worse then basely lost Mine by dispatch of War he will not take But means to leave it lingring on the Rack That in his Palace I might live and know Her shame and be afraid to call it so Tyrants and Divels think all pleasures vain But what are still deriv'd from others pain Enter Admirall Adm. Renown'd Alphonso thou hast fought to day As if all Asia were thy valour's
As strongly to invite you to the Dead Whilst glory does beyond compassion move Yet stay till your Ianthe speaks for Love Alph. Ianthe's name is such a double charm As strait does arm me and as soon unarm Valour as farr as ever Valour went Dares go not stopping at the Sultans Tent To free Ianthe when to Rhodes confin'd But halts when it considers I Amidst ten Thousand Turks may Dye Yet leave her then to many more behind Adm. Since life is to be kept what must be done Vill. All those attempts of Valour we must shun Which may the Sultan vex And since bereft Of food there is no help but Treaty left Adm. Rhodes when the World shall thy submission know Honour thy antient friend will court thy Foe Mar. Honour begins to blush and hide his face For those who Treat sheath all their Swords To try by length of fencing words How farr they may consent to meet Disgrace Alph. As noble minds with shame their wants confess So Rhodes will bashfully declare distress A Shout within and a Noise of forcing of Doors Vill. Our guards will turn confed'rates with the crowd Whose mis'ries now insult and make them loud Their leaders strive with praises to appease And soften the mis-led with promises Exit Admiral Alph. These us'd with awe to wait Far from your Palace gate But like lean Birds in Frosts their hunger now Makes them approach us and familiar grow Vill. They have so long been Dying that 't is fit They Deaths great privilege should have Which does in all a parity admit No rooms of State are in the Grave Enter Admiral Adm. The Peoples various minds Which are like sudden winds Such as from Hilly-coasts still changing blow Were lately as a secret kept In many whispers of so soft a breath And in a calm so deeply low As if all Life had soundly slept But now as if they meant to waken Death They rashly rise and loud in Tumults grow Mar. They see our strength is hourly less Whilst Solyman's does still increase Adm. Thus being to their last expectance driven Ianthe now they cry Whose name they raise so high And often that it fills the vault of Heaven Alph. If Solyman does much her Looks esteem Looks captive him and may enfranchise them Adm. By many pris'ners since our Siege began They have been told how Potent Solyman In all assaults severely did command That you and she Should still be free From all attempts of every Turkish hand Alph. It rudeness were in me not to confess That Solyman has civil been And did much Christian honour winn When he Ianthe rescu'd from distress Adm. They were from many more advertis'd too That he hath Passports sent for her and you Which makes them hope the Pow'r divine Does by some blessed cause design Ianthe to procure their Liberty Or if by Heaven 't is not intirely me'nt That powerfull Beauties force should set them free Yet they would have her strait in Treaty sent To gain some rest for those Who of their restless foes Continual wounds and fasts are weary grown Mar. Whose mighty hearts conceiv'd before That they were built to suffer more Assaults and Battries than our Rocky Town Vill. Those who with Gyant-stature shocks receiv'd Now down to Dwarfish size and weakness fall Mar. Who once no more of harm from shot believ'd Than that an arrow hurts a wounded Wall Alph. She Treat What pleasant but what frantick dreams Rise from the Peoples feaver of extremes I will allay their Rage or try How farr Ianthe will comply Exit Enter Ianthe and her two Women at the other Door Iant. Why wise Villerius had you power to sway That Rhodian Valour which did yours obey Was not that pow'r deriv'd from awfull Heav'n Which to your Valour hath your Wisdome given And that directs you to the Seasons meet For deeds of Warr and when 't is fit to treat Vill. Ere we to Solyman can sue Ianthe we must treat with you The people find that they have no defence But in your Beauty and your Eloquence Mar. To your requests Great Solyman may yield Iant. Can hope on such a weak Foundation build Mar. In you the famish't peoples hopes are fed Iant. Can your discerning eyes Which may inform the wise Be by vain hope their blind Conductor led Vill. When winds in Tempests rise Pilots may shut their eyes Mar. And though their practice knows their way Must be content a while to stray Iant. Though Solyman should softer grow And to my tears compassion show What shape of comfort can appear to me When all your outward Warr shall cease If then my Lord renew his jealousie And strait destroy my inward peace Vill. The Rhodian Knights shall all in Council sit And with perswasions by the publick Voice Your Lord shall woo till you to that submit Which is the Peoples will and not your Choice No arguments by forms of Senate made Can Magisterial Jealousie perswade It takes no Counsel nor will be in awe Of Reasons force necessity or Law Exit with the Marshal and her women Vill. Call thy experience back Which safely coasted every shore And let thy reason lack No wings to make it higher soar For all those aids will much too weak appear With all that gath'ring fancy can supply When she hath travell'd round about the Sphere To give us strength to govern Jealousie Adm. Will you believe that Fair Ianthe can Consent to go and treat with Solyman Vainly in hope to move him to remorse Vill. 'T will not be said by me That she consents when she Does yield to what the People would inforce Their strength they now will in our weakness find Whom in their plenty we can sway But in their wants must them obey And wink when they the Cords of pow'r unbind Adm. 'T is likely then that she must yield to go Vill. Who can resist if they will have it so Adm. Where ' ere she moves she will last innocent Vill. Heav'ns spotless Lights are not by motion spent Adm. Alphonso's Love cannot so sickly be As to express relapse of Jealousie Vill. Examine Jealousie and it will prove To be the carefull tenderness of Love It can no sooner than Celestial fire Be either quench't or of it self expire Adm. No signs are seen of Embers that remain For windy passion to provoke Vill. Talk not of signs Celestial fires contain No matter which appears in smoak Be heedfull Admiral The private peace Of Lovers so Renown'd requires your care Their League renew'd of late will if it cease As much perplex us as the Rhodian Warr. Exit Adm. How vainly must I keep mine eyes awake Who now Alphonso am enjoyn'd to take For publick good a private care of thee When I shall rather heed thy care of me Love in Ianthe's shape pass't through my eyes And tarries in my breast But if the wise Villerius does high Jealousie approve As Virtue and because it springs from Love My Love I hope will
Heavâ—ns high Palace shall remove To meet much more compassion there Than you have ever felt and far more love Than ere your heart required here Will not your Bassas then presume to do What custom warrants and our Priesthood too Soly. Those are the secret Nerves of Empires force Empire grows often high By rules of cruelty But seldome prospers when it feels remorse Roxol. Accursed Empire got and bred by Art Let Nature govern or at least Divide our Mutual interest Yield yours to Death and keep alive my part Soly. Beauty retire Thou dost my pitty move Believe my pitty and then trust my love Exit Roxolana At first I thought her by our Prophet sent As a reward for Valours toils More worth than all my Fathers spoils And now she is become my punishment But thou art just O Pow'r Divine With new and painfull Arts Of study'd Warr I break the Hearts Of half the World and she breaks mine Exit The Fifth Act. The Scene is chang'd to a Prospect of Rhodes by night and the Grand Masters Palace on Fire Enter Solyman Pirrhus Rustan Soly. LOok Pirrhus Look what means that sudden light Which casts a paleness o're the face of Night The Flame shews dreadfull and ascends still higher Pirrh The Rhodian Masters Palace is on Fire Rust A greater from Saint Georges Tower does shine Soly. Chance it would seem but does import design Enter Mustapha Must Their Flagg of Treaty they have taken in Soly. Dare they this ending Warr again begin Pirrh They feed their flames to light their forces out Rust. And now seem sallying from the French Redoubt Must. Old Orcan takes already the Alarm Soly. Need they make fires to keep their Courage warm Pirrh The English now advance Soly. Let them proceed Their Cross is bloody and they come to bleed Set all the Turn-pikes open let them in Those Island Gamesters may Who Desperately for honour play Behold fair stakes and try what they can winn Exeunt omnes Enter Villerius Alphonso Admiral Marshal Vill. Burn Palace burn Thy flame more beautious grows Whilst higher it ascends That now must serve to light us to our Foes Which long has lodg'd our Friends Alph. It serves not only as a light To guide us in so black a Night But to our Enemies will terrour give Mar. Who seeing we so much destroy What we in triumph did enjoy That now we know not where to Live Will strait conclude that boldly we dare Dye Vill. And those who to themselves lov'd life deny Want seldome Pow'r to aid their will When they would others kill Adm. Speak both of killing and of saving too The utmost that our Valour now can do Is when by many Bassas Pris'ners ta'ne We freedome for distrest Ianthe gain Alph. A Jewel too sufficient to redeem Great Solyman were he in Chains with them Vill. Here spread our Front Our Rear is all come forth We lead Two Thousand Rhodian Knights All skill'd in various Fights Fame's Role contains no names of higher worth In whispers give command To make a stand Adm. Stand Within 1 Stand 2 Stand 3 Stand Vill. Divide our Knights and all their Martial Train Alph. Let me by Storm the Sultan's Quarter gain Adm. My Lot directs my Wing to Mustapha Mar. To Pirrhus o're his Trench I 'le force my way Vill. Our honour bids us give a brave defeat Whilst Prudence â—aves Reserves for a Retreat All Lovers are concern'd in what we do Loves Crown depends on you on you and you Love's Bow is not so fatal as my Sword Alph. As mine Adm. And mine Together Ianthe is the Word Exeunt A Symphony expressing a Battail is play'd awhile Enter Solyman Soly. MOre Horse more Horse to shake their Ranks Bid Orchan haste to gaul their Flanks Few Rhodian Knights making their several stands Out-strike Assemblies of our many Hands Enter Mustapha Rustan Must. Morat and Valiant Zangiban are slain Rust. But Orcan does their yielded ground regain Soly. Our Crescents shine not in the shade of Night But now the Crescent of the Sky appears Our valour rises with her lucky light And all our Fighters blush away their fears Enter Pirrhus Pirrh More Pikes and pass the French fall in fall in That we may gain the day e're day begin Soly. Advance with all our Guards This doubtfull strife Less grieves me than our odds Of number against Rhodes By which we honour lose to rescue Life Exeunt A Symphany sounds a Battail again The Scene Returns to the Town Besieg'd Enter Villerius Marshal Vill. SEnd back send back to quench our fatal fire E're Morning does advance we must retire Justly asham'd to let the days great Light Shew what a little we have done to Night Enter Admiral Adm. We have been Shipwrackt in a Midnight storm Who hither came Great Master to perform Such deeds as might have given us cause to boast Mar. We found the Night too black And now no use can make Of Day but to discern that we are lost Vill. Can thy great Courage mention our defeat Whilst any Life is left to make retreat Adm. It is a just rebuke Vill. Where is the Duke Adm. Long tir'd with Valour 's toils and in his Breast O're charg'd with Lovers griefs he sought for rest To Fames eternal Temple he is gone And I may fear Is enter'd there Where Death does keep the narrow Gate And lets in none But those whom painfull Honour brings Many without in vain for entrance wait With warrants seal'd by mighty Kings Vill. Villerius never yet by Turkish Swords Was cut so deep as by thy wounding words Is that great Youth the Prince of Lovers slain Adm. Who knows how much of Life he does retain Twice I reliev'd him from the double force Of Zangibans old foot and Orcan's Horse My strength was over-pow'rd and he still bent To follow Honour to the Sultans Tent. Mar. Alphonso's Story has this sodain end Ianthe may a longer fate attend Vill. Of Lifes chief hope we are bereft Go rally all whom Death has left Let our remaining Knights make good the Peer Our hearts will serve to beat Unheard a stoln Retreat Adm. But shall we leave Ianthe Captive here Vill. I 'le to our Temple force our way And there for her redemption pray Her freedome now depends on our return In Temples we shall nothing gain From Heav'n whilst we of loss complain Wee 'l for our Crimes not for our Losses mourn Exeunt Enter Solyman Pirrhus Soly. Let us no more the Rhodians flight pursue Who since below our anger need our care Compassion is to vanquisht Valour due Which was not cruel in successfull Warr. Pirrh Our Sultan does his pow'r from Heav'n derive 'T is rais'd above the reach of human force It could not else with soft compassion thrive For few are gain'd or mended by remorse The world is wicked grown and wicked men Since jealous still of those whom they have harm'd Are but enabled to offend agen When they are pardon'd and
Tent Your Valour Mustapha serv'd to convay Loves fresh supplies You Souldiers can make way Was it not greatly done to bring her here Must Duty in that did over-rule my fear It was the Mighty Solymans command Roxol. Thou fatal Fool how canst thou think To find a Basis where thou firm mayest stand On those rough Waters where I sink Must. If Roxolana were not rank'd above Mankind she strait would fall Before that Pow'r which all The valiant follow and the virtuous love Roxol. I grow immortal for I Life disdain Which ill with thy dislike of Dying suits Yet thou for safety fear'st great pow'r in vain Who here art but a Subject to my Mutes Mastapha Draws a Parchment Must Peruse the dreaded Will of anger'd Pow'r Toucht with the Signet of the Emperour It does enjoyn Ianthes safety here She must be sought with Love and serv'd with Fear This disobey'd your Mutes who still make haste To cruelty may rest for want of breath T is order'd they shall suddenly be past Their making signs and shall be dumb with Death This dreadfull Doom from Solyman I give But if his will which is our Law Be met with an obedient awe The Empress then may long in triumph Live She weeps Roxol. Begon thy Duty is officious fear If I am soft enough to grieve It is to see the Sultan leave The Warring World and end his Conquests here Crawl to my Sultan still officious grow Ebb with his love and with his anger flow Exit Mustapha Haly. Preserve with temper your Imperial mind And till you can express Your wrath with good success By angring others to your self be kind Roxol. If thou canst weep thou canst endure to bleed Men who Compassion feel have Valour too I shall thy Courage more than Pitty need Dar'st thou contrive as much as I dare do Haly. I 'le on as far as weary Life can go Roxol. Then I shall want no aid to my design Wee 'l digg below them and blow up their Mine Exeunt The Fourth Act. The Scene returns to that of the Town Beleaguer'd Enter Solyman Mustapha Rustan Soly. CAn Roxolana such a Rival bear Must She has her fits of courage and of fear As she does high against your anger grow So trusting strait your Love she stoops as low Soly. Her Chamber-Tempests I have known too well She quickly can with winds of passion swell And then as quickly has the Womans pow'r Of laying Tempests with a weeping showr What looks does the detain'd Ianthe shew Must She still is calm in all her fears Rust. And seems so Lovely in her Tears As when the Mornings face is washt in Dew Enter Pirrhus Pirrh The world salutes you Sultan Ev'ry Pow'r Does shrink before your Throne and ev'ry how'r A flying Packet or an Agent brings From Asia Afrique and European Kings Soly. With Packets to old Zanger go Who free'd from action can with sleep dispence And having little now to do May read dull Volumes of Intelligence These Writing-Princes covet to seem wise In Packets and by formal Embassies They would with Symphonies of civil words Sweet sounds of Court charm rudeness from our Swords Teach us to lay our Gauntlets by That they unarm'd and harmlessly From farthest Realms by Proxy might shake hands And off'ring useless friendship save their Lands Exeunt Enter Villerius Alphonso Admiral Marshal Adm. He came disguis'd who brought your Letter here And sought such privacy as argu'd fear Mar. But Sov'raign Master yours did seem to be Convey'd by one less pain'd with Secresie Who does for answer stay Vill. Mine came from Mustapha It would import a promising increase Of our Conditions by approaching peace But does request us to consent That fair Ianthe may yet longer stay In pow'rfull Roxolana's Tent And that request we understand As a command Which though we would not grant we must obey Alph. Mine by a Christian Slave was brought Who from the E'unuch Bassa Haly came And was by Roxolana wrote See the Sultana's Signet and her Name She writes but oh why have I breath To tell how much 't is worse than Death Not to be Dead Ere I agen this Letter read Adm. Oh my prophetick fear Alph. She writes that if I hold my honour dear Or if Ianthe does that honour prize I should with all the art Of love confirm her heart And strait from Solyman divert her Eyes Adm. Who knows what end this dire beginning bodes Alph. And here she likewise says He to Ianthe lays A closer Siege than ere he did to Rhodes Adm. Ianthe I will still my Love pursue Aside Be kind to thee and to Alphonso true But Loves small policies Great Honour now Will hardly to my Rival-ship allow Those little Arts bold Duke I must lay by And urge thy Courage more than Jealousie Vill. Where is thy honour now fam'd Eastern Lord Adm. Why sought we not his Passport or his Word Alph. How durst Ianthe have so little fear As to believe That in the Camp she could receive Freedome from him who did besiege her here Adm. Whilst in her own dispose she here remain'd I of the brav'ry of her trust complain'd Her gen'rous faith too meanly was deceiv'd And must not be upbraided but reliev'd Vill. To rescue Rhodes she did her self forsake And Rhodes shall nobly pay that virtue back Alph. Great Master what shall poor Alphonso do Since all he has Ianthe's is And now in this Must owe Ianthe and her fame to you Vill. If any virtue can in Valour be Adm. Or any Valour in a Rhodian Knight Alph. Or any Lover can have Loyalty Vill. Or any Warriour can in Love delight Mar. If absence makes not mighty Love grow less Adm. Or gentle Lovers can compassion feel Alph. If Loyal Beauty when in deep distress Can melt our hearts and harden all our Steel Vill. Then let us here in sacred Vows combine My Vow is seal'd They joyn their Swords Adm. And mine Mar. And mine Alph. And trebly mine Vill. Behold us Fame then stay thy flight And hover o're our Towers to Night Fresh wings together with the Morning take As early as afflicted Lovers wake Then Tell the World that we have joyn'd our Swords But 't is for griev'd Ianthe not for Rhodes Alph. Now we shall prosper who were weary grown In Rhodes and never could successfull prove When Empire led us forth to seek Renown For honour should no Leader have but Love Exeunt omnes The Scene is Chang'd Being wholly fill'd with Roxolana's Rich Pavilion Wherein is discern'd at distance Ianthe sleeping on a Couch Roxolana at one End of it and Haly at the other Guards of Eunuchs are Discover'd at the wings of the Pavilion Roxolana having a Turkish Embroidered Handkerchief in her left hand And a naked Ponyard in her right Roxol. THou dost from beauty Solyman As much refrain as nature can Who making Beauty meant it should be lov'd But how can I my Station keep Till thou Ianthe art by Death remov'd To Dye when
thou art young Is but too soon to fall asleep And lye asleep too long Haly. Your Dreadfull will what power can here Command But pitty Oh let pitty stay your hand Roxol. Sultan I will not weep because my tears Cannot suffice to Quench thy loves false flame Nor will I to a paleness bleed To show my loves true fears Because I rather need More blood to help to blush away thy shame Haly. How far are all his former Virtues gone Turn back the progress of forgetfull Time The many Favours by your Sultan done Should now excuse him for one purpos'd crime Roxol. Haly Consult Can I do ill If many foul adult'ries I prevent When I but one Fair Mistress kill Haly. Be not too early here with Punishment Your Sultan now Does only show The grudgings of a Lovers feavrish fit You find his inclinations strange But being new they soon may change And they have reacht but to intention yet Roxol. Long before deeds Heav'n calls intention sin T is good to end what he would ill begin Haly. Do not relinquish yet your first design Before you darken all her Light Examine by your judging Sight If in your Sphear she can unblemisht shine You ment to prove her Virtue and first try How well she here could as a Rival live E're as a judg'd Adultress she should Dye In pard'ning her you Solyman forgive And can you add to your lov'd greatness more When able to forgive the greatest pow'r Roxol. Tell me agen Alphonso's short reply When I by letter wak'd his Jealousie And counsel'd him to write and to advise His wife to lock her Breast and shut her Eyes Haly. With silence first he did his sorrows bear Then anger rais'd him till he fell with fear At last said she was now past Counsel grown Or else could take no better than her own Roxol. His thoughts a double Vizard wear And only lead me to suspence It seems he does her dangers fear And fain would trust her innocence Wake her I will pursue my first design Haly. I go to draw the Curtain of a shrine Awake Behold the pow'rfull Empress here Ianthe rises and walks at distance from Roxolana Iant. Heav'n has the greatest pow'r Heav'n seeks our love and kindly comforts fear This is my fatal how'r Roxol. Though beautious when she slept Yet now would I had kept Her safely sleeping still She waking turns my Envy into shame And does it so reclaim That I am Conquer'd who came here to kill Iant. What dangers should I fear Her brow grows smooth and clear Yet so much greatness cannot want disguise The Great live all within And are but seldome seen Looking abroad through Casements of their Eyes Roxol. Have courage fair Sicilian and come near Iant. My distance shews my Duty more than fear Roxol. I have a Present for you and 't is such As comes from one who does believe It is for you too little to receive And I perhaps may think it is too much Iant. Who dares be bountifull to low distress Who to Ianthe can a Present make When Rhodes besieg'd has all she would possess And all the world does ruin'd Rhodes forsake Roxol. The Present will not make the Giver poor And though 't is single now it quickly can Be multipli'd you shall have many more It is this kiss It comes from Solyman Iant. You did your Creature courage give And made me hope that I had leave to live When you from dutious distance call'd me near But now I soon shall courage lack I am amaz'd and must go back Amazement is the uggli'st shape of fear Roxol. Are Christian Ladies so reserv'd and shy Iant. Our sacred Law does give Them precepts how to live And Nature tells them they must Dye Roxol. T is well they to their Husbands are so true But speak Ianthe are they all like you Iant. I hope they are and better too Or if they are not will be so Roxol. They have been strangely injur'd then But Rumour does mistake Some say they visits make And they are visited by Men. Iant. What custom does avow Our Laws in Time allow And those who never guilty be Suspect not others liberty Roxol. This would in Asia wonderfull appear But Time may introduce that Fashion here Come nearer Is your Husband kind and true Iant. If good to good I may compare Excepting Greatness I would dare To say he is as Solyman to you Roxol. As he to me How strong is innocence Prevailing till t is free to give offence Indeed Alphonso has a large renown Which does so daily spread As it the world may lead And should not be contracted in a Town Iant. As we in all agree So he will prove like me A lowly servant to your rising Fame Roxol. But is he kind to you and free from blame Civil by day and loyal too at Night Iant. By Nature not by skill He is as cheerfull still And as unblemisht as unshaded light Roxol. These Christian-Turtles live too happily I wish for breed they would to Asia fly You must not at such distance stand Draw near and give me your fair hand I have another Present for you now And such a Present as I know You will much better than the first allow Though Solyman will not esteem it so T is from my self of friendship such a Seal Kisses her As you to Solyman must ne'r reveal And that I may be more assur'd By this agen you are conjur'd Iant. Presents so good and great as these I should receive upon my knees Roxol. I will not lest I may revive your fear Relate the cause of your confinement here But know I must Your virtue trust Which proving loyal you are safe in mine Iant. The light of Angels still about you shine Haly. The dang'rous secrets of th' Imperial Bed Haly takes Ianthe aside Are darker than the riddles of the Throne The Glass in which their Characters are read We Eunuchs grin'd and t is but seldome shown Iant. I shall with close and wary Eyes Retire from all your Mysteries And when occasion shall my honour trust You 'l find I have some courage and am just Roxol. Perhaps Ianthe you may shortly hear Of Clouds which threatning me may urge your fear Be virtuous still t is true my Sultan frowns She weeps But let him winn more Battails take more Towns And be all day the fore-most in the Fight Yet he shall find that I will rule at Night Haly looks in Haly. The Guards increase and many Mutes appear Lifting their Lights to shew the Sultan near Roxol. My new seal'd friendship I must now lay by A while and seem your jealous Enemy Be to your self and to Alphonso true Iant. As he to me and virtue is to you Ianthe steps at distance Enter Solyman Soly. Has Night lost all her dark dominion here High hopes disturb your sleep But I suspect you keep Ianthe waking not with hope but fear Roxol. Too well and much too soon I know