which they 'd bound their Faiths Appease them first which when you have perform'd A private way may finish your Revenge King Must I then crouch and fawn to crawling Mud Wou'd I cou'd Curse the Traytors from the Earth But oh the wretched State of Kings my Fate Will force my Tongue to flatter where I hate Ex. Ferd. Dost thou not think thy self secur'd from harm And with Triumphant smiles dispise our fury Dost thou not think the threatning storm that 's near Will cast thee safe ashore and Shipwrack me Cesar. How silly and how vain is credulous Man Thy Fear suggests what never enters here I see the Woman brooding in thy Eyes And thy Soul bursting with envenom'd Malice And oh how poor is he that 's Passion 's Slave Let me be stript of all my Soul holds dear Rob me of Life and what 's more priz'd Urania Yet thou shou'dst see how my undaunted Soul Cou'd bear it all and smiling quit the World Ferd. I 'll try this boasted Courage 't is resolv'd This hour 's thy last in spite of what can threaten Thou tak'st the Free-hold of my Soul away Urania and that are but one Creature 's Death I have been a tame Fool all this while Swallow'd my Poison in a fruitless hope But my Revenge as heavy as Iove's wrath Wrapt in a Thunder-bolt is falling on thee Cesar. Aâ—d I can thus undaunted stand the stroke Yes barbarous Prince appear in thy true Colours Shake off that dull effeminate Clog Humanity And if the least remains of Vertue Honour Hang soft upon thy Soul freeze freeze thy Veins Crust'em to Rock and wall thy heart in Marble Inexorable as the Grave and deaf as Death Bath in my Blood and mount me to the Stars But know when from my glorious Constellation I shall look down upon that dark Abyss Where thou ly'st howling in eternal Flames I 'll scorn thee then as I defie thee now Ferd. Oh! I am vanquisht by this noble Spirit Come to my Arms my Arms nay to my Heart There take possession and remain for ever Cesario thou sha't find that I have Honour Equals my Love Oswell retire a while But first your Sword and as you love your Master Ask me not why nor yet dispute my Orders Osw. I 've ever learnt Obedience to my Prince Tho' I much fear the fatal Consequence Ex. Oswell Ferd. Cesario this imbrace makes me thy Friend And with it take this more surprising Present Since 't is decree'd that one of us must fall Let Fortune hold the Scale if 't is my Fate A long farewel at once to Life and Love But if 't is doom'd this Hand must give thee Death Oh make but this return with thy last Breath Call me thy Friend and make Urania mine Cesar. By Heaven you have with Honour conquer'd me And here I lift a Sword against that Life Which witness for me Gods how fain I 'd save Nay were there any way to preserve both But by resigning of the bright Urania Were I as great as the young Macedonian Whose Conquering Arms subdu'd the spacious VVorld I 'd quit all Titles to those vanquisht Crowns And build my Happiness on Love and Friendship Ferd. It will not be we cannot both possess her And either to resign's Impossible Therefore delay no longer if thou dost I here call back the name of Friend again And will proceed as an inveterate Foe Cesa But this Embrace and then proceed to blood Embrace Now Fate ordain me Love or give me Death Ferd. Thou hast thy wish Urania now is thine Fight and both wounded And may those powers that give her to your Arms Crown all your Days and Nights with endless Joys Ferd. falls Cesa That wish is kind but oh it comes too late For Death has been too busy with us both And we both fall each others Sacrifice Falls Enter King Tachmas Sigismond Oswell and Souldiers Osw. Behold my Lord the fatal deed is done See where th' unhappy Rivals Arm in Arm Are mixing Blood as they have join'd their Souls Tach. How fares my Brother Cesa Near my last safe Harbour Let me the little time I have to live Imploy in begging Pardon of my King And one kind farewel word to my Urania King Haste haste and bring that most unhappy Innocence Made wretched by a Fathers harsh Decree Cesa O Brother Place me nearer to my Friend No more my Enemy yet still my Rival My generous Rival still though't be in Death Ferd. My dear Cesario I must bid farewel For cruel Death too hasty draggs me hence Urania hates me and 't is time to die But whither I shall go too cruel Fair The shades of black Despair can only tell Pusht from the World by thy Disdain and Scorn I drop into the dark side of Eternity Dies Cesar. Farewel thou Royal Convert of true Honour Enter Ardel. Ardel. Where where 's the King oh Sir the poor Urania King Ha! what of her Ardel. If Horrour and Confusion Will lend me Breath to speak Unhappy Princess Alarm'd by the false Oswell's treach'rous Tongue That your Commands had given Cesario death Her generous Despair for her dear Lord In her own Breast has plung'd her fatal Dagger Cesar. For me this was too much Oh Love thy Altar Was never loaden with so rich a Victim Ardel. And all the small remains of life that 's left her She comes to sigh out in his dying Arms. Enter Urania bleeding her hair hanging loose led by two Women Uran. Lead lead me to this dismal scene of Horrour Place me but near to my poor dying Lord And in his Arms I 'll quit the World with pleasure Cesar. Ye cruel Powers this stabs my very Soul Is there no Help no Art no succouring Angels To save her Life Uran. Wer 't in the Power of Fate The precious Balm of thy king Tears wou'd do 't But 't is too late King My dear unhappy Daughter What has thy Rashness done Uran. Nothing but only paid The Debts of dying Love tho' cruel Fate Divorc'd me from his Arms and cancell'd all Our marriage Joys yet in the Grave in that Cold Bridal Bed I shall not be deny'd To lie a sleeping Virgin by thy side King Of all these Ruines only I am Authour Cesar. Can then my kind and generous Princess Leave all her Greatness all her blooming Youth Let those dear Eyes those sparkling Twins of Love And all that mighty Mass of infinite Beauty Lie undistinguish'd in the common Heap Of mouldring Dust ghostly as Death and wither'd As naked scraggy Roots of unborn Flowers And all for her unhappy worthless Slave Uran. Cou'd I do less to shew I lov'd Cesario The meanest of my Sex can live and love Each common Spark inspires that feeble heat To die for Love is only truly great Nor is this all the Glory of my Death You God's I bring my Innocence to Heaven Free from Loves grosser and impurer Charms I die a Virgin in my Husbands Arms. Dies Cesa She 's dead she 's dead meet her you Gods oh meet her Throw open all the shining Gates of Heaven And sally out thick as the Beams of Day To her Immortal Praise new tune your Spheres At her dear Feet your brightest Diadems lay For this is Beauties Coronation Day But still in all her Heavenly Pomp she wants Her Loyal Slave I come dear Saint I come Oh let thy Soul one moment stay its slight And take mine with thee to Eternal Light Dies Enter Sigismond Sig. Forgive dread Sir the uagrateful sounds I bring The popular fury and your Armies Rage For their Dear General and Princes Blood Is swell'd so high that where the Storm will break I tremble but to think their Impious murmurs No less than at your Royal Scepter fly King My Scepter why 't is what I 'm weary of It may be Tachmas 't will to thee descend But when the Royal Helm is in thy hand Oh let my Wrack thy warning Seamark stand Shun but my Guilt and with a prosperous Tyde Safe from my Rock the Royal Vessel Guide Exeunt omnes EPILOGUE Spoken by M rs Knight Written by Mr. Durfey AS a young sprightly Widow of the Town That had some year 's the marriage Comforts known Believing She had once the best of Men Resolves to try her Fortune o'er agin So our Young scribling Fool that found before Your kind Indulgence needs must write once more Plagu'd with an Itch that does through Poets run Who once being enter'd never can have done He says my Intercession cannot fail And that a pleading Female must prevail I told him I shou'd never help his Play As having ne'er oblig'd I mean your way And that in times of War you Women chuse Iust like Iack-Boots only for present use Till your Convenience serv'd to stand at door Then laid by by the Footman to be wore Bus'ness of Love moves now no tender Passion Your Heads are buzz'd with bus'ness of the Nation And when your Ladies sigh for a soft word Tou roar Boy bring my Pistols fetch my Sword What Hopes then I cou'd have he well might guess Pray Heav'n these jarring days may quickly cease Women and Misers always pray for peace Plunder of Gold the Miser's fear does move Ours that we shall not plunder'd be of Love For to say truth tho' Souldiers all are brave They 're the worst Lovers that our Sex can have For now adays their duty grows so hard They 're always Resty when they mount our Guard However I must try my Luck If then There chance to be amongst you Gentlemen Any so kind to hear what I can say Them I invoke in favour of this Play It has some Wit tho' mix'd with many a Fau't Some little Fancy too but as for Plot There are so many New ones found elsewhere He thought not worth his time to make one here And therefore tho' you can't that Part applaud Clap now for there 's a Pumpkin Plot abread FINIS
Looks that us'd to cheer the Court Are now grown Strangers to you Urania Prithee Peace Can I look pleasant in Cesario's Absence As well the Sun wrapt in a dark Eclipse May appear beautiful to th' frighted World Oh when Cesario when wilt thou return To free me from thy hated Rival's Suit This Ferdinand Disturber of my Peace Ardel. Madam you need not thus disturb your self He takes all humble ways to gain your Heart Your Father too seems not to force your Love And if Cesario comes with Conquest home The King's Consent perhaps may make you his Urenia What Musick 's that Soft Musick within Ardel. 'T is with Prince Ferdinand Uran. Musick from Ferdinand The Groans of tortur'd Ghosts were Airs more pleasing SONG within I. WHen Silvia is kind and Love plays in her Eyes I think 't is no Morning till Silvia does rise Of Silvia the Hills and the Valleys all ring Her Beauty 's the Subject each Shepherd does sing But if she proves cruel how little will move Those Charms which inspir'd us with Raptures of Love Thy Rigour dear Sylvia will shorten thy Reign And make our bright Goddess a Mortal again II. Here enters Ferdinand who stands gazing on Urania Love heightens our Ioys he 's the Ease of our Care Inspires the Valiant and crowns all the Fair Oh seize his soft Wings then before 't is too late Or Cruelty quickly will hasten thy Fate 'T is Kindness dear Silvia 't is Kindness alone Will add to thy Lovers and strengthen thy Throne In Love as in Empire Tyrannical Sway Will make Loyal Subjects forget to obey Urania Now now begins my Horrour The fatal Bell shou'd it proclaim my Death Were Sphere-like Musick to this Night-Crow's Voice Ferdinand Still my Urania still that angry Brow Dearer than Life but Oh more cold than Death Thou fair Insensible still deaf to all My Sighs my Vows my Prayers Prayers that move Gods And melt down Blessings even from Heav'n are Eloquence Too weak to touch the more adored Urania Uran. Oh Ferdinand why do you still pursue Your hopeless Suit how oft have I deny'd you Nay when Denials those rough Arguments Have been but unsuccessful Orators What soft Intreaties have I gently murmur'd To lull that Passion which but only wakes To rack your Quiet and to ruine mine Ferd. Too cruel Fair Uran. I know great Prince you are the Man design'd By my most Royal Father for my Husband But wou'd you wed my Person without Love There are a Thousand Beauties wou'd affect you Beauties whose Charms do far exceed Urania's And would be happy in so brave a Prince Ferd. Why do you treat me thus like cruel Judges Who speak them fairest whom they mean shou'd die What Charms can ever equal bright Urania's Or who indeed is worthy to possess ' em Were I the Glorious Monarch of the Skies By Heav'n I 'd place my Thunder in thy Hand Make Nature and her Laws owne thy Command Mount thee aloft on my proud Eagle's Wings Whilst all my lesser Gods like Captive Kings And fawning Courtiers fill'd thy shining Train Thou o'er thy Iove so Absolute shou'dst Reign To kiss thy Feet my Heavens should Homage pay And crowding Stars make a new Milky Way Uran. Forbear this Language I with Horrour hear Alas I 've made a strict and solemn Vow Ferd. A Vow to what to whom Ah speak Uran. To one who merits all that I can give To one that long has kept my Heart a Pris'ner With whom I 've vow'd it shall remain for ever Make me not perjur'd keep your Kindness in For Love and I must never meet agen Ferd. What murd'ring Sounds are these and must this happy Blest Cursed Rival have more Pow'r than I Uran. Pardon me Sir when I am bound to say And die to prove it true Not all the Sun sees must alter me Not Empires buy my Love nor Tortures force it Ferd. I feel an Ice creeping through all my Veins That more than killing Winter-blast that chills My crusting Blood and turns me into Marble Speak speak Urania whilst I 've sence to hear Who is this curst Invader of my Right Uran. 'T is you that are the Invader of his Right For e'er I thought or heard of Ferdinand I 'd treasur'd up my Soul in dear Cesario Ferd. Cesario ha is he my happy Rival Can you then stoop so low to love a Subject And slight the proffer'd Greatness of a Crown Yet yet Urania call up Noble Thoughts Think of a Crown Uran. A Crown a Glittering Trifle On which a Love like mine looks down with Scorn And thinks it greater Pleasure in a Cottage An humble Shepherdess with my Cesario Than Reign the Empress of the Gawdy East In any others Arms. You have my Answer And if my Father will not give Consent The Coals the Roman Portia did devour Are not blown out Steel holds its Temper still Nay there are Thousand ways to let our Life And I dare die for him Exit Uran. Ferd. Did my Stars owe me this Oh I could curse ' em And from my tortured Heart exhale those Vapours Those Sulphur-Fumes from the black Hell within me With Execration that should blast the Day And darken all the World Enter Oswell Who 's there my Oswell Oswell Ever your Creature Sir but much concern'd To find this Alteration in your Looks Ferd. Thou wouldst not wonder didst thou know the Cause The bright Urania she whose spreading Fame Drew me from Thessaly to view that Beauty So much admired by every neighb'ring Prince Whom when I saw I scarce could think her mortal Something so all Divine shot from those Eyes That I had not the Power to stand before ' em Our Fathers both consented to the Match But she that cruel Fair is still impenetrable Minds not my Passion slights my proffer'd Glory Dotes on a Subject one below my Birth Flies with Disdain from the true Flame I bring To light her humble Taper at a Gloe-worm Osw. 'T is very strange the great Prince Ferdinand With all his prosperous Fortunes cannot thaw her Ferd. The fatal Cause of all her Scorn's too plain This fair infatuated Charmer Dotes on Cesario on her Father's General Whose threatning Power stands like a flaming Sword To stop my Entrance into Paradise He 's now imploy'd 'gainst the Sicilian King And whilst he conquers Ferdinand is lost Osw. I rather think you should with Joy receive him Who comes a Conqu'ror from her Father's Enemy Ferd. If he comes home with Victory the King And his wise State must give him Thanks the People Giddily run to meet the Conquerour And owe their Lives and Safeties to his Triumph But where am I what Peace brings it to me What Blessing is 't to hear the popular Voice The echoing Crowd with all their barbarous Throats Shoot their wild Joys to Heaven and I in Torment Certain to lose my Hopes in fair Urania Osw. There may be ways at home to remove him And place you in your Wishes but
of gold return Cesa My Friend and Brother my Beloved kind Tachmas This fainting sweetness wants thy helping care Your Roots and Water are not for her diet Is there no way to purchase other food Tac. Hard by there is a little Neighbouring Village Where we may be supplied with necessaries Cesa Droop not fair Flower since we may yet find Peace Though now we 're like the first unhappy pair Cast from that Paradise where once we were Like Fugitives banisht our native home And destin'd through unpeopled Worlds to roam Yet we may hope a smiling Morn more fair For sure to banish all unjust dispair Such truth as thine is Heavens peculiar care Ex. omnes The End of the Third Act. ACT IV. SCENE I. Urania Sola Ura. HOW long my Dear Cesario shall I want Thy presence to drive all these troubles hence My Soul is heavy and my Eye-lids feel A pressing weight that fain won'd shut out light And let in Peace hush my lull'd Sorrows silent And give my feeble strength a short repose More Clouds do gather round my Eyes 't is strange I am not us'd to be inclin'd to sleep Whilst the day shines I 'll take what nature offers It may discharge my waking Melancholy Sits down I feel it gently slide upon my Sences Take me you Heavenly Rulers to your Care And let my Dreams be nothing but Cesario Lies down Enter Ferdinand and Oswell Attendants Ferd. I cannot find 'em sure the Prince of Darkness Or some of his Commission'd Fiends have snatcht 'em From the Orb of Light to hide their guilty shames In his own sable shades black as their Crimes There 's not a Corner in this spreading Realm But we have searcht with strictest diligence Osw. My Lord here lies a Woman Dead I think Ferd. A Woman ha By Heaven and Earth 't is she And wrapt in the dull leaden Arms of sleep But where 's Cesario Where lies he Conceal'd I 've happiness by halves if he escapes Osw. He cannot be far off 't were best my Lord Behind yon Thicket to conceal your self Till you have got 'em both within your Snave Ferd. You Counsel well Let us a while retire By Heaven I keep a Jubilee within me Riot in Joy and Revel in delight To think how bravely I shall take revenge Ex. Uran. Defend me Heaven Do I dream still or wake Uran. wakes What horrid Visions have appear'd before me Methought I saw Cesario gash'd with Wounds And Ferdinand all o'er dy'd in his Blood Whilst my Unkind and Cruel Father stood Triumphing over him and with a smile Rejoic'd to see his Soul and Body part But why shou'd I give credit to a Dream An airy Vision fram'd by 〈◊〉 fancy Deluding my weak sence with 〈◊〉 and shadow Enter Cesario with a Basket of Meat Tachmas with Drink Cesa Look up Urania cast thy Sorrow off See I have brought thee Food to cheer thy Spirits They all sit down Angels protect her with how much delight She feeds upon the homely fare of Peasants Enter Ferdinand Oswell and Attendants Ferd. Do you not want Attendants to your Banquet Nay let not us disturb you we are Friends And only come to take repast with you Cesa Curst Fate The Guards seize Cesario and Tachmas Surpriz'd Unarm'd and made so tame a Sacrifice Uran. Now now I see too late my Dreams were true Tach. Oh Sir I beg you wou'd not let me suffer Alas I 'm Innocent my Charity Oblig'd me to assist the miserabl◠Let not your Vengeance fall on an old Man But spare my Age. Ferd. Thou art below my anger Be gone and keep thy Life not worth my taking Tach. How has my Hypocrite Tongue belyed my Heart Think not mistaken Tyrant that the fear Aside Of Death makes me so poor a Suppliant When I descend thus low I only stoop To borrow Life to lend it my Cesario Ex. Tach. Ferd. Now Sir for you To Cesario Cesa Me I despise thy rage Let all the Tortures Malice can invent Be laid on me I can endure 'em all But do not dare to touch that Angel-Form Whose unexampled Vertue is alone Enough t' atone for all her Sexes Frailty Take heed how you provoke the Gods by hurting That brighest nearest Image of themselves Ferd. Young angry Sir spend not your Breath in vain Keep it to curse the Hour thou saw'st that Face I have a Scourge for thee I have bold Lord Fierce as the Vengeance of an angry God And swifter than a Pestilence for You To Uran. In whom I once had treasur'd up my Soul You 're in my Power my Love is turn'd to Hate And thou before thy Face shalt see her die To Cesario Cesar. O bloody Tyrant aim your Rage at me Send me to Ruine kill me wrack me burn me Do any thing so you 'll but save her Life Think when you murder that Celestial Form You wound all Mankind at the dismal Blow Not only all the mourning Globe the Gods Themselves will suffer when such Vertue bleeds Ferd. Most amorous Raptures Uran. Do not touch one Hair Of that dear Gallant God-like Man on mine My Head alone pour all your impious Vengeance Live my kind dearest Lord. Ferd. Not Fate shall save him Nor Heaven it self keep thee from my Revenge Uran. How I disdain thy Rage 〈◊〉 shew thy Malice Kill me as barbarously as thou art base But as I die I 'll send my last kind Looks Sighs Prayers and Life into Cesario's Eyes Nay though you scatter all my sprinkled Ashes Around the World each Atome of my Dust Shall find a Soul and fly into his Bosome Cesar. O mighty Love Ferd. So brave nay then I 'll find a means to tame you Attend me to my Chariot with the Princess But to your Horse's Tayl tye fast that Slave And drag 〈◊〉 to the King Uran. Hold Hold yet hold You do not sure mean this Barbarity How can you look on him and be so cruel See how he stands like a tame suffering Saint And smiles i' th' midst of all his Miseries If not for him shew pity then to me And though he be your Prisoner use him nobly Ferd. I 'm deaf to all Intreaties Drag him forward Ex. Omnes The King discover'd melancholy some Attendants standing by him A Song and Symphony of Musick within SONG VVritten by a Person of Quality 1. LONG time alas our Mournful Swains Have been with Fears oppress'd And pensive walk'd along the Plains Pitying their Flocks distress Their Fences all were open laid No Ewes their Lambs cou'd keep Foxes and Rav'nous Wolves were made The Guardians of their Sheep 2. Pan was not worshipp'd as before But saw his learned Rules And Iustice all turn'd out of door By Arbitrary Fools Phillis for Pan her Charms engag'd But cou'd no Pity draw They sacrific'd to Pagan rage Phillis as well as Law 3. At length came Strephon on the Plain At whose dread Sight did run And vanish each Tyrannick Swain Like Mists before the Sun Then his Brave Head with
Garlands Crown And grudge him not your Wealth Ah Shepherds as you prize your own Pray for great Strephon's Health King No more no more cease all your Harmony It suits not with a Wretch so curst as I Yet why unpitying Heaven this hard Decree There might have been some milder Doom for me Why was my Daughter Destin'd to punish him who gave her Breath And by her Flight to seal a Father's Death Enter Fabio hastily Fabio Where 's the King King Here what portends thy Haste and busie Countenance Fab. Haste my good Lord When Fortune points me out the Instrument And happy Messenger to please my King Do I not ought to fly like Mercury And pour the Joy into his Royal Ears King Has thy Intelligence brought me any Knowledge Of Ferdinand Speak is Urania found Fab. The News I bring my gracious Lord Concerns the Prince and how my Heart flows o'er That I am pointed out by Heaven The first and happy Messenger King Proceed and we 'll reward thee Fab. Reward alas All my Ambition aims but at your Favour My Soul was never Mercenary It is my Duty to wear out my Life In Services for you and the whole State Whereof although I am no able Member King He 's mad Fab. It is with Joy then my good Lord. King Tell me thy News in short or thy Life pays for 't Fab. Alas my Life is the least thing to be minded He is no faithful Subject would refuse To kill his Wife and Children after that To hang himself to do his King a Service King Villain why dost thou wrack my Expectation Answer me quickly without Circumstance Where is the Prince be brief or Fab. The Prince I know not my good Lord. King Traytor didst not prepare me to expect News of the Prince pronouncing thy self happy In being the Messenger Is he in health answer to that Fab. Indeed my Lord I know not King Hang up the Slave I shall become the Scorn Of my own Subjects Fab. But with your Royal Licence I am able To produce those that do King Where whom speak that and quickly save thy Life Fab. He waits without Sir King Haste and bring him in Ex. Fab. Re-enter Fabio with Oswell Oswell Health to the King the Prince my Master Sir With fair Urania and the General I left within less than a League o' th' City And came before to bring the joyful Tidings King Are they then found thou welcome Harbinger Seiz'd and brought back Oh! let the Satyrs dance it The sweet Birds sing it let the Winds be wanton And as they softly with an Evening Whisper Steal through the curled Locks of the lofty Woods Let 'em in their sweet Language seem to murmur This was the Day that Crown'd a King's Revenge Enter Messenger Messeng. My Lord Prince Ferdinand King Conduct him in Enter Ferdinand Thou welcom'st Guest my Court yet ever harbour'd Oh I want Power to recompense thy Care Where be the Fugitives Speak Ferdinand Ferd. They wait without my Lord. King Bring 'em in Exit Fabio Re-enter with Cesario and Urania guarded Cesario and Urania kneel Cesar. With my Soul trembling like a fearful Criminal With Terrour struck at sight of his great Judge Behold the wretched poor Cesario falls Not to beg Life since Death I have deserv'd But that you 'd Mercy shew to this dear Innocence A Virgin though my Bride Uran. O Royal Sir I kneel to you as Heaven when I offend Not to beg Life unless my dear Cesario By your Consent be given to my Arms. King Rise I 've heard you both and Sir your Suit will grant Death thou hast merited Death thou shalt have Thy Torments by degrees shall rise to kill thee And what will plague thy Soul thy Latest Gasp Shall see Urania married to this Prince Cesar. It is a studied Tyranny but Sir All this and more I 'd bear might she live happy Uran. Live my Cesario I Canst thou think I 'll live Live in the Arms of him my Soul abhors No cruel Father Nature shall not bind me I will forget 't was you that gave me Life And in despight of Duty be his Bride We 'll mount above far far beyond your reach Where in a glorious Clowd we 'll Arm in Arm Look down and smile with Scorn on that gay nothing King Furies and Death then I will quite put off The name of Father take as little notice Thou art my Off-spring as the surly North Does of the Snow which when it has engender'd It 's wild Breath scatters through the Earth forgotten Ferd. Sir she 's your Daughter King Do not call her so There 's not one drop of my Blood in her Veins She makes her self a Bastard and deserves To be cut off like a disorder'd Branch Disgracing the fair Tree from whence she sprung Ferd. But yet my Lord. King I 'm deaf inexorable as Seas To th'Prayers of Mariners Oswell be 't your care To lodge that hated Slave in a dark Dungeon And confine her close Prisoner to her Chamber Ex. King Ferd. Attended Cesa Is this for Kindness or for Cruelty Ah no he gives me this short moment's sight That I may lose my Heaven with greater torment Uran. No my Cesario we 'll both die together For when thou' rt gone oh what a weary Load Will Life be to me But when you see me die will you be kind And pity my hard fate when you behold My panting Breast laid open and that Heart Where my dear Lord once Reign'd all torn and mangled Will you look pale and with a trembling sigh Let a kind Pearl fall trickling from your Eye Say will you do all this for poor Urania Cesa Not do all this for thee If th' inraged King Will wreak his barbarous Vengeance in thy Veins Thy sacred Veins and the unthinking Gods Dare see it done shall not I mourn for thee Doubt not that pious Tribute of my Eyes Shall not my Dew fall at thy setting Sun Not weep to see thee bleed I 'll make my Eyes Start from their Spheres to view the killing object And when thy sweetness draws near to Heaven My fainting bleeding Heart Shall just keep Life enough to break with thine Uran. My kindest Lord now with full Tides of Joy I can meet death since he has made me thine My Soul 's all Rapture all Delight grim Death Whose ghastly Visage frights the trembling World To me 's all Gay and with a charming Smile Does with sweet Wreaths and Flowery Garlands come My Bridal Pleasures Blossom on my Tomb. Cesa Now you transport my ravisht sense too high The worth of Ages and thy Sex's glory Is all summ'd up in thee but must you die Must this Celestial Light fall like a Meteor This blooming Spring fade like a wither'd Autumn Must this fair Book of Life writ by Heaven's Hand The Legend of a God be all defac'd And must I see it done oh my Urania I never was a Toward till this moment Osw. My Lord we wait too
long the King Commanded The Princess to her Chamber you to Prison We must obey him Cesa 'T is indeed your duty Resist not Destiny My Love obey him And leave Cesario with his griefs Farewel Farewel for ever my belov'd Urania Till we shall meet again above the Stars Uran. My Lord my Life my Soul my All Farewel Grief choaks my words and I can say no more Ex. Ura. Osw. Cesa Come Gentlemen now lead me to my Fate For Death 's the only thing I wish to find I think there are some here have follow'd me Where I have sought him oft but ne'r fled from him But it is past Cesario now 's no more My Fame Life Honour 's gone yet what is Death To think no more and Honours but a Breath But my Urania's lost nought could provoke My Soul to pain like that dire killing stroke Oh that last Wound has toucht so near my Heart That Fate 's whole Quiver wants another Dart. Ex. Omn. The End of the Fourth Act. ACT V. SCENE I. Scene A Field Enter Tachmas Vincentio Sigismond and Souldiers Vin. MY Fellow Souldiers why we 're thus met here This noble Youth the brave the valiant Tachmas The banisht Brother to your lov'd Cesario Can best inform you my Heart swells with grief And cannot tell the story speak my Lord And be assur'd you 're amongst Men whose Souls Do claim an equal share in your Misfortunes Tach. Then to you Souldiers props of this great Kingdom Behold I come uncall'd from Banishment And give my Life into your noble hands I come a Tale of horrour to relate I come to shew when Monarchs sleep in Peace What worthless trifles they esteem poor Souldiers May I have leave to speak Sould. Yes Speak speak Tachmas Tach. Alas I fear the subject is ungrateful But yet it does concern the general good That Soul of Valour great Cesario he Who has like Lightning purg'd the air of Naples From all the hot Infections Foreign War Cou'd threaten and shall he Whose very name was great as Fate it self To all his Enemies now basely die Sigis. Die no he 's damn'd that dares but mutter it Vin. If they who first occasion'd it were so ' Twou'd bring much Comfort to all honest Hearts Tach. His Death past all Redemption is Concluded His Death to whom they owe their Lives Oh Souldiers You 've seen i' th' heat and bravery of a Fight How he 'd cheer up his faint dishearten'd Troops Even when his Body seem'd but all one Wound That it appear'd a little Island Circled Round with the purple Deluge of his Blood Who when Wars Queristers the big-mouth'd Drums And surly Trumpets sung his Armies Dirge That fatal Musick swell'd his sprightly Sence More than soft Hymns at Nuptials Sigis. Sir His Glories Are so well known to us we need not urge The'repetition but 't is past my thoughts Why on the sudden he shou'd be compell'd To yield his Life up Vin. Nay when we return'd From our last Victory when we expected He shou'd have had a double Triumph given In honour of our Victories the King And his wise State receiv'd us as their Foes What cou'd they mean by that Tach. I 'll tell you Sir There is in Princes Courts a lean-fac'd Monster Term'd Envy Reigning in Unworthy Breasts To Fames Heroick Sons such as can cringe With subtle motion to their Prince's smiles Adore his Footsteps and his awful Nodâ— And can like Asps instil into his Ears A sweet yet killing Venom These thin Souls When the blunt Warriour has on Piles of Wounds Built up his Countries Safety whisper Beware In time my Lord least he do grow too great So the poor Souldier is in time of Peace Stript of those Glories purchast in the War Vin But Sir why must he die Tach. Only for loving of his Monarch's Daughter Tell me Is that a Crime deserving Death Speak if it be and I will plead no more Vin. A Crime ' Udsdeath my Lord he does deserve her H 'as bravely fought and bravely conquer'd for her Speak Fellow Souldiers shall these Court Mushrooms That live in Peace and Riotous Luxury Deny a fasting Souldier one poor snap After long abstinence It may not be And for your foreign Prince your Ferdinand We 'll spoil his Vaulting ev'ry Man a Limb Will quickly cool his Courage Tach. Yet Souldiers tho' I beg you 'd save your General Preserve your Loyalties Oh for bear the King And his dear sacred Person reverence As if he were a God and dwelt on Earth Vincen. We 'll save the King and General but if They 'll take my Counsel hang up Ferdinand Souldiers Ay ay well said noble Colonel Long live Our King and General and a Halter for Ferdinand Tach. Let me imbrace you all all to my Bosom You Limbs of Mars Who when Fate calls you hence Will leave behind each man a Monument Which shall for Ages last with this Inscription The Sons of Honour Naples great Preservers Sure to such Men belong those mighty Names Who sav'd their General yet preserv'd their Fames Ex. Omn. SCENE II. Urania discover'd Reading A Song within SONG Written by a Person of Quality Sung by Mrs. Boteler 1. COrinna in the Bloom of Youth Was coy to ev'ry Lover Regardless of the tend'rest Truth No soft Complaints cou'd move her Mankind was hers and at her Feet Lay prostrate and adoring The Witty Valiant Rich and Great Alike in vain imploring 2. But now grown Old she wou'd repair The Loss of Time and Pleasure With willing Looks and wanton Air Inviting ev'ry Gazer But Love 's a Summer-Flower that dies With the first Weathers Changing The Lover like the Swallow flies From Sun to Sun still ranging 3. Cloe let this Example move Your foolish Heart to Reason Youth is the proper Time for Love And Age is Vertues Season Uran. In vain alas you strive to give me Ease Musick to lull my Pains dull soothing Flattery The pressing weight that hangs upon my Soul Nought but my dear Cesario can remove All Props are weak where the Foundation 's Love Enter Oswell Osw. O Royal Mourner lovely in thy Tears Thus low I fall to beg a blushing Pardon For the sad Story I am doom'd to tell Uran. How my Heart trembles speak what is 't Sir If there be yet a greater Grief in store Speak it and kill Urania with the Sound Yes Oswell play the generous Executioner Give me the last kind finishing Stroke of Mercy And end my lingring Torments at a Blow Osw. The Gods and all good Powers guard your Life And O that I had dy'd e'er liv'd Commission'd For this ungrateful Charge doom'd to pronounce The only Sound can make Urania wretched Uran. I guess the Horrour yet I fear to know it Osw. And I thus trembling stand and fear to utter it Yet you must hear it yes the fatal Sound Must reach your Ears and some curst Tongue must tell you Your dear Cesario's murder'd Uran. Murder'd Osw. Yes murder'd by the King's