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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A02125	The historie of Orlando Furioso, one of the twelue pieres of France As it was plaid before the Queenes Maiestie.; History of Orlando Furioso	Greene, Robert, 1558?-1592.; Ariosto, Lodovico, 1474-1533. Orlando furioso.	1594 (1594)	STC 12265; ESTC S105966	23,360	62

Medor in Angelica take delight Early at morne at noone at euen and night Orl: What dares Medor court my Venus What may Orlando deeme Aetna forsake the bounds of Sicily For now in me thy restlesse flames appeare Refusd contemnd disdaind what worse than these Orgalio Org: My Lord Orl: Boy view these trees carued with true loue knots The inscription Medor and Angelica And read these verses hung vp of their loues Now tell me boy what dost thou thinke Org: By my troth my Lord I thinke Angelica is a woman Orl: And what of that Org: Therefore vnconstant mutable hauing their loues hanging in their ey-lids that as they are got with a looke so they are lost againe with a wink But here 's a Shepheard it may be he can tell vs news Orl: What messenger hath Ate sent abroad With idle lookes to listen my laments Sirra who wronged happy Nature so To spoyle these trees with this Angelica Yet in her name Orlando they are blest Shep: I am a shepheard swaine thou wandring Knight That watch my flockes not one that follow loue Orl: As follow loue why darest thou dispraise my heauen Or once disgrace or preiudice her name Is not Angelica the Queene of loue Deckt with the compound wreath of Adons flowrs She is Then speake thou peasant what is he that dares Attempt to court my Queene of loue Or I shall send thy soule to Charons charge Sh: Braue knight since feare of death inforceth still In greater mindes submission and relent Know that this Medor whose vnhappie name Is mixed with the faire Angelicas Is euen that Medor that inioyes her loue You caue beares witnes of their kind content Yon medowes talke the actions of their ioy Our Shepheards in their songs of solace sing Angelica doth none but Medor loue Orl: Angelica doth none but Medor loue Shall Medor then possesse Orlandos loue Daintie and gladsome beames of my delight Delicious browes why smiles your heauen for those That wandring make you proue Orlandos foes Lend me your plaints you sweet Arcadian Nimphs That wont to waile your new departed loues Thou weeping floud leaue Orpheus waile for me And Titans Neeces gather all in one Those fluent springs of your lamenting teares And let them flow alongst my faintfull lookes Shep: Now is the fire late smothered in suspect Kindled and burnes within his angrie brest Now haue I done the will of Sacrepant Orl: Foemineum seruile genus crudele superbum Discurteous women Natures fairest ill The woe of man that first created cursse Base female sex sprung from blacke Ates loynes Proud disdainfull cruell and vniust Whose words are shaded with inchanting wills Worse than Medusa mateth all our mindes And in their harts sits shameles trecherie Turning a truthles vile circumference O could my furie paint their furies forth For hel 's no hell compared to their harts Too simple diuels to conceale their arts Borne to be plagues vnto the thoughts of men Brought for eternall pestilence to the world O Femmenelle in genio de toute malle sede Comete vulge mute fachilmente Contrario zero propria de la fede O infelice miserate crede Importuna superbia dispetoze Preua de more de fede de consilia Timmorare crudele ineque ingrate Par pestelenze eternal monde nate Villaine what art thou that followest me Org: Alas my Lord I am your seruant Orgalio Orl: No villaine thou art Medor that ranst away with Angelica Org: No by my troth my Lord I am Orgalio aske all these people else Orl: Art thou Orgalio tell me where Medor is Org: My Lord looke where he sits Orl: What sits he here and braues me too Shep: No truly Sir I am not he Orl: Yes villaine He drawes him in by the leg Org: Help help my Lord of Aquitaine Enter Duke of Aquitaine and souldiers Org: O my Lord of Aquitaine the Count Orlando is run mad and taking of a shepheard by the heeles rends him as one would teare a Larke See where he comes with a leg on his necke Enter Orlando with a leg Orl: Villaine prouide me straight a Lions skin Thou seest I now am mightie Hercules Looke where 's my massie club vpon my necke I must to hell to seeke for Medor and Angelica Or else I dye You that are the rest get you quickly away Prouide ye horses all of burnisht gold Saddles of corke because I le haue them light For Charlemaine the Great is vp in armes And Arthur with a crue of Britons comes To seeke for Medor and Angelica So he beateth them all in before him Manet Orgalio Enter Marsillus Org: Ah my Lord Orlando Mar: Orlando what of Orlando Org: He my Lord runs madding through the woods Like mad Orestes in his greatest rage Step but aside into the bordring groue There shall you see ingrauen on euerie tree The lawlesse loue of Medor and Angelica O see my Lord not any shrub but beares The cursed stampe that wrought the Counties rage If thou beest mightie King Marsillus For whom the Countie would aduenture life Reuenge it on the false Angelica Mar: Trust me Orgalio Theseus in his rage Did neuer more reuenge his wrongd Hyppolitus Than I will on the false Angelica Goe to my Court and drag me Medor forth Teare from his brest the daring villaines hart Next take that base and damnd adulteresse I scorne to title her with daughters name Put her in rags and like some shepheardesse Exile her from my kingdome presently Delay not good Orgalio see it done Exit Orgalio Enter a souldier with Mandricard disguised How now my frend what fellow hast thou there Soul: He sayes my Lord that hee is seruant vnto Mandricard Mar: To Mandricard It fits me not to sway the Diademe Or rule the wealthy Realmes of Barbarie To staine my thoughts with any cowardise Thy master bravde me to my teeth He backt the Prince of Cuba for my foe For which not he nor his shall scape my hands No souldier thinke me resolute as hee Man: It greeues me much that Princes disagree Sith blacke repentance followeth afterward But leauing that pardon me gracious Lord Mar: For thou intreatst and newly art arrivd And yet thy sword is not imbrewd in blood Vpon conditions I will pardon thee That thou shalt neuer tell thy master Mandricard Nor anie fellow soldier of the campe That King Marsillus licenst thee depart He shall not thinke I am so much his frend That he or one of his shall scape my hand Man: I swear my Lord vow to keep my word Mar: Then take my banderoll of red Mine and none but mine shall honor thee And safe conduct thee to port Catthagene Man: But say my Lord if Mandricard were here What fauor should he finde or life or death Mar: I tell thee frend it fits not for a King To prize his wrath before his curtesie Were Mandricard the King of Mexico In prison here and cravde but libertie So little hate

Org: Here my Lord Orl: If thou beest come of Lancelots worthy line welcome thou art Kneele downe sir Knight rise vp sir Knight Here take this sword and hie thee to the fight Exit Angelica Now tell me Orgalio what dost thou thinke Will not his Knight proue a valiant Squire Org: He cannot chuse being of your making Orl: But where 's Angelica now Org: Faith I cannot tell Orl: Villaine find her out Or else the torments that Ixion feeles The rolling stone the tubs of the Belides Villaine wilt thou finde her out Org: Alas my Lord I know not where she is Orl: Run to Charlemaine spare for no cost Tell him Orlando sent for Angelica Org: Faith I le fetch you such an Angelica as you neuer saw before Exit Orgalio Orl: As though that Sagittarius in his pride Could take braue Laeda from stout Iupiter And yet forsooth Medor base Medor durst Attempt to reue Orlando of his loue Sirra you that are the messenger of Ioue You that can sweep it through the milke white path That leads vnto the Senate house of Mars Fetch me my shield temperd of purest steele My helme forgd by the Cyclops for Anchises sonne And see if I dare not combat for Angelica Enter Orgalio with the Clowne drest lyke Angelica Org: Come away and take heed you laugh not Cl: No I warrant you but I thinke I had best go backe and shaue my beard Org: Tush that will not be seene Cl: Well you will giue me the halfe crowne ye promist me Org: Doubt not of that man Cl: Sirra didst not see me serue the fellow a fine tricke when we came ouer the market place Org: why how was that Cl: Why hee comes to me and said Gentlewoman wilt please you take a pint or a quart No Gentlewoman said I but your frend and Doritie Org: Excellent come see where my Lord is My Lord here is Angelica Orl: Mas thou saist true t is she indeed How fares the faire Angelica Cl: Well I thanke you hartely Orl: Why art thou not that same Angelica Whose hiew as bright as faire Erythea That darkes Canopus with her siluer hiew Cl: Yes forsooth Orl: Are not these the beauteous checkes Wherein the Lillies and the natiue Rose Sits equall suted with a blushing red Cl: He makes a garden plot in my face Orl: Are not my dere those radient eyes Whereout proud Phoebus flasheth out his beames Cl: Yes yes with squibs and crackers brauely Orl: You are Angelica Cl: Yes marry am I Orl: Where 's your sweet heart Medor Cl: Orgalio giue me eighteen pence let me go Orl: Speake strumpet speake Cl: Marry sir he is drinking a pint or a quart Orl: Why strumpet worse than Mars his trothlesse loue Falser than faithles Cresida strumpet thou shalt not scape Cl: Come come you doo not vse me like a gentlewoman and if I be not for you I am for another Orl: Are you that will I trie He beateth him out Exeunt omnes Enter the twelue Peers of France with drum and trumpets Og: Braue Peeres of France sith wee haue past the bounds Whereby the wrangling billowes seekes for straites To warre with Tellus and her fruitfull mynes Sith we haue furrowd through those wandring tides Of Tyrrhene seas and made our galleys dance Vpon the Hyperborian billowes crests That braues with streames the watrie Occident And found the rich and wealthie Indian clime Sought to by greedie mindes for hurtfull gold Now let vs seeke to venge the Lampe of France That lately was eclipsed in Angelica Now let vs seeke Orlando forth our Peere Though from his former wits lately estrangd Yet famous in our fauors as before And sith by chance we all encountred bee Let seeke reuenge on her that wrought his wrong Names But being thus arrivd in place vnknown Who shall direct our course vnto the Court Where braue Marsillus keepes his royall State Enter Marsillus and Mandricard like Palmers Og: Loe here two Indian Palmers hard at hand Who can perhaps resolue our hidden doubts Palmers God speed Mar: Lordings we greet you well Og: Where lies Marsillus Court frend canst thou tel Mar: His Court is his campe the Prince is now in armes Turpin In armes What 's he that dares annoy so great a King Man: Such as both loue furie doth confound Fierce Sacrepant incenst with strange desires Warres on Marsillus and Rodamant being dead Hath leuied all his men and traitor-like Assailes his Lord and louing soueraigne And Mandricard who late hath been in armes To prosecute reuenge against Marsillus Is now through fauors past become his frend Thus stands the state of matchles India Og: Palmer I like thy braue and breef discourse And couldst thou bring vs to the Princes campe We would acknowledge frendship at thy hands Mar: Ye stranger Lords why seeke ye out Marsillus Og: In hope that he whose Empire is so large Will make both minde and Monarchie agree Mar: Whence are you Lords and what request you here Names A question ouer-hautie for thy weed Fit for the King himselfe for to propound Man: O sir know that vnder simple weeds The Gods haue maskt then deeme not with disdain To answere to this Palmers question Whose coat includes perhaps as great as yours Og: Hautie their words their persons ful of state Though habit be but meane their mindes excell Well Palmers know that Princes are in India arrivd Yea euen those westerne princely peeres of France That through the world aduentures vndertake To find Orlando late incenst with rage Then Palmers sith you know our stiles and state Aduise vs where your King Marsillus is Mar: Lordings of France here is Marsillus That bids you welcome into India And will in person bring you to his campe Og: Marsillus and thus disguisd Mar: Euen Marsillus and thus disguisd But what request these Princes at my hand Turpin We sue for law and iustice at thy hand We seeke Angelica thy daughter out That wanton maid that hath eclipst the ioy Of royall France and made Orlando mad Mar: My daughter Lords why shee s exilde And her grieud father is content to lose The pleasance of his age to countnance law Oli: Not onely exile shall await Angelica But death and bitter death shall follow her Then yeeld vs right Marsillus or our swords Shal make thee feare to wrong the Pieres of France Mar: Wordes cannot daunt mee Princes bee assurde But law and iustice shall ouerrule in this And I will burie fathers name and loue The haples maide bannisht from out my Land Wanders about in woods and waies vnknowne Her if yee finde with furie persecute I now disdaine the name to be her Father Lords of France what would you more of me Oger Marsillus wee commende thy Princely minde And will report thy iustice through the world Come Peeres of France le ts seeke Angelica Left for a spoile to our reuenging thoughts Exeunt omnes Enter Orlando like a Poet Orl: