and a Priests Roabes in his hand Oro. This fair Amasia was a happy hour To Rescue thee from such a Villains pow'r Lust in these Roabs so dreadful did appear Beyond an Armies strength it made me fear Ama. The Impious Villain in such Crimes did move Striving to force what he at first cal'd Love That I almost mistrusted Heav'n who gave Such sawcy Boldness to th' injurious Slave Till you my chief Protector came with aid And th' injurious Mass of sin display'd Oro. Under this Masque of Heav'n and Silver age The impious Rebel ' mongst his sins did rage The blooming beauty of a fragrant flower To crop and kill while it was in his pow'r The Slaves confession may perhaps ingage Our King in Clemency to cease his rage Those Counterplots laid to prevent your fall Though seeming Ominous may save us all These Roabs which he has so abus'd shall prove The Guardian Angel to preserve my love Ama. Run not such dangerous hazards for her sake Who knows no way to pay your favours back By the King Vow and Laws I 'm doom'd to die A minute cuts off my Mortality And then my Gratitude and Debts remain Too Great and Vast ere to pay back again Oro. All the return I ask for or desire Is but your equal love and equal fire Grant I in death may so much comfort meet To fall a Lover at Amasia's feet Ama. You had my word before and if ere Fate Changes my doom for a serener fate Before the Gods and you I vow that hour Amasia shall submit to your great pow'r Your Chains I 'le wear and give up Victory The toyles of War for brave Captivity To be o'recome by one so truly brave Makes a most Glorious Captive of your Slave Oro. Those noble Chains I 'le wear and tryumph more Then ere I did in Conquering before To be your Slave is such a pleasing fate The mighty blessing doth my fears rebate In Life or Death or smooth fac'd Victory No pleasures like this sweet Captivity Ama. We soon must part with all those joys and breath How e're I shall be happy in my death If Life with you be bliss Death must be more Since real happiness is there in store For all who do a true Loves fate deplore Oro. Think not of death first see Oroandes fall And let a sigh attend his Funeral For whilst I live no force shall reach thy heart When I am wounded in each mortal part And bleeding death about my Soul doth wait Prepare Amasia to receive thy fate Till then my pow'r and this disguise believe Either of these may bring a safe repreive Ama. Thus to prophane the holy Roabs will be A greater trouble then the loss of me Heaven will be angry at your strange pretence Oro. Heav'n cannot frown to save such innocence They what we Sacrifice injustice call Else vertue would be banish'd from us all Vertue expatiates to blot out Vice Reaching her Glorious Arms to Paradise And if we root that Angel from the Earth Our weak humanity is out of breath For that conducted by the Powers above Teaches the way to Duty and to Love Come my fair Sacrifice these Roabs can be Never prophan'd worn to deliver thee Exeunt ACT III. SCENE the Court Enter Antellus Glorianda and Guards King URge me no more the Gods have so decreed Amasia and her Brother both must bleed Glo. Consider Sir the Nature of the Crime And for my sake withdraw your Rage this time Look on Amasia's Charms and then declare If Zeal and Beauty are not both at War The Cruel Tyrant to secure his own Usurps this beauty to enrich his Throne King You sue in vain for what must be deni'd The Gods prescrib'd this way to scourge their pride Glo. Call not that Pride which was Revenge alone Nor is it Justice Sir to Kill the Son Your veng'ance scourg'd the Rebels as they flew And ev'ry factious man your Valour slew You strong Rebellion hunted out of breath Which Sir expir'd in brave Zoranzo's death King The fathers fall did but foment him more Proving a greater Rebel then before Still he grew on and in Rebellion mov'd Glo. Your self Sir by a Son would be belov'd His Fathers Death new veng'ance did implore Could he do less for one had sought before Rebellious Nature did the faction head And he fought only to revenge the Dead His Army weak wounded on ev'ry part Fought not to Conquer but Revenge their smart King Why for the bold Usurper do you move I shall grow angry and believe you love Glo. You gave me leave and made a worthy choice Brave Oroandes had my Brothers voice But he as well as I preserves a flame For dead Zoranzo's Issue King Dare you name An Act so base to love your Countries foe He dies and never shall your pashions know The Gods expect their Sacrifice with care And ' cause you shall not languish in dispair Against to morrow for their Deaths prepare Glo. What have I said that should your anger move If you will save his Life I will not love Let him but live and I 'le forget the wrong Though love is grown too pow'rful and too strong With ease to be remov'd in youth when first Kind conversation in each eye had nurst A gentle Cupid and our hearts though poor Wanting th' effects of love could love no more Down with content we by each other sate Weeping to think upon our Childish fate Till he forc'd by a Fathers pride did flie From me and honour to your Enemy Though then he lost obedience to the Crown A mutual love did our Souls Current drown Within one Silver stream and shall I now Cause his dejected state to fate doth bow Kill him with pride whose noble growth would be A joyful Harvest of felicity No let his Titles Sacrifices fall To his first Guilt his Vertue merits all King Call Treason Vertue and the Traytor just Rebellion's a desire to Rule and Lust Of Empire makes 'em break their trust ill Acts committed by success made good And Nations staggering for want of blood Drawn out by Civil strifes and unjust fears Are only debts to Nature in Arrears You know my Vow which I will ne're evade Glo. Heav'n blushes when that bloody Vow is paid If he must fall the worthiest of men Heav'n will be pleas'd with Sacrifices then My blood and his shall mount up to the Skys And feed the Nostrils of our Deities Till they in Rage to see such goodness fall Rain down our blood on veng'ance on ye all Amasia's Charms shall with such swiftness move The Gods out of meer pity from above Shall plague you all when 't is too late with Love Exit Glorianda King Amasia 's Charms shall with such swiftness move The Gods out of meer pity from above Shall plague you all when 't is too late with Love What can she mean 'T was spoke as she did spy The little Tyrant dancing in my eye Something unruly
have a Daughter and one whom Nature has rather been prodigal then backward in bestowing Graces My mind ever design'd her Sir for you and to compleat what I so long had wish'd even from both your Infancies I let your Father know my whole design whose heart with mine did willingly agree there wanting nothing but your riper years which Heav'n bestowing on you both your Father according to his promise and my great desire has sent in you the Center of my hopes Sym. I find my self betray'd betray'd to love I Gad and wheal'd already into the bonds of Matrimony and that 's a dangerous task for a Gallant of the times to undertake especially for one who hath bin caught by that religious cheat of Wedlock at least fifteen times but the best is the Sicillian and our Laws differ as much as their Constitutions and for those facts committed there a Gentleman in honour cannot suffer here aside Sir you honour me too much in thus bestowing upon me so great a prize as your lovely Daughter who maybe as ugly as the Devil for ought I know aside Arr. Had not the great deserts Sir of your Father besides equallity of birth and friendship translated to my Soul your noble vertues this first encounter would have giv'n me sufficient satisfaction of your merits Sym. My Lord your praises rise to Ostentation and to requite you for this noble kindness if recommencing love will ought oblige you you may command your Servant Arr. You make me happy this grant of yours pulls back some years from age my Daughter will be overjoy'd at such a Husband and meet you with the best respects of Love Sym. Let her be swift in granting for I Gad if she holds out long my affections will melt away and turn into down right hatred meer slight neglect scorn and so forth Arr. She 's half prepar'd already there wants nothing but the grant the word I Love and then the deed is done Sym. I but that word I have known extended to such a length that it was impossible to find an end of the resolve I since my fit of Love's return'd hate all but yielding Females and to those I fly with as much vigor as a Novice in the Art of Courtship to his new gain'd Mistress Let her be plyant and my fit will last If not As it came swiftly on it flies as fast Arr. Come Son for so I 'le call you now after your tedious journey rest is needful then you shall see the only joy I have And from her eyes receive so sweet a fate You 'l bless that pow'r which first did Love create Exeunt SCENE a City Enter Oroandes two Captains and Souldiers Oro. My Kings Commission gives me not only orders to dethrone brave Zannazarro but to demolish all to burn his factious Town and in its Ruins bury the thoughts of Usurpation Omnes Heav'n crown the action with success Oroa. My gratitude divides it self amongst you all the only way of recompence until some happy beam of opportunity shall light my wishes to a requital of your early loves Summon the Rebel They sound a parl Enter as on the Walls Zannazarro and Attendants Zan. What means this hasty Summons Is your anger so swift in motion that it not admits due rites unto the dead and though our griefs sit heavy on our Souls 't is not of Kin to fear but we dare draw our Swords ere we have wip'd our eyes and in a peal of Cannon thunder his Funeral Oroa. 'T is pity a resolve thus fortified should unravel all its glory in an unlawful cause Zan. Oroandes you may spare your labour though we have lost the strongest Cittadel of all our hopes in our dear Fathers death yet we will sell our Lives at honours dearest rate and not fall an humble Sacrifice to death Oroa. I am sorry Sir that my advice proceeding from the love I bear your worth has miss'd its wish'd for ends Farewell all happiness but that which waits on victory attend you Exeunt below Zan. The like to thee brave Soul since part we must When next we meet 't will be in blood and dust Exeunt above An alar'm and fighting within Enter as in flight Zannazarro and Souldiers Enter aft e rt em fighting the first Captain and Souldiers they follow Zannazarro and Souldiers off and then return Enter to them Oroandes and Souldiers Oroa. Where 's Zannazarro 1 Cap. Receiv'd into the Town in spight of all our Force Oroa. S'death their Army beaten and cannot he be Conquer'd scale the Walls kill and burn all till death be tyr'd with Conquering Scene the Walls of the Town Zannazarro and Souldiers appear upon 'em Allarm Oroandes and Souldiers scale the Walls beat off Zannazarro and Souldiers and enter the Town Allarm still a shout and then the Scene changes to a Town afire a noise of shrieks and fighting for a while and then the Scene changes to a Temple in which is discover'd Amasia kneeling at the Altar with two or three Ladies Enter a Messenger all bloody Mess Fly dearest Lady fly the day is lost your noble Brother taken Wars furious Goddess fierce Enyo stands over your batter'd Gates a dropping pine about her Tresses lends with its dismal light an entrance to the Messengers of Death the Battlements sweat all in flames whilst loud confusion fills th' enlightned air The Ladies weep Ama. Weep not my dear companions you have shar'd alike with me in ev'ry change of fortune if fate ordains this the Catastrophe of all those Tragick Scenes to us our Virgin innocence shall be protection safer then th' united Swords of Earths most powerful Monarchs Outcries within 1 Lad. Oh they are entring entring le ts fly dear Madam Ama. Whether When slaughter runs through all where can we find protection Enter Oroandes and Souldiers Oroa. Ha! what place is this with what an awful Majesty it looks sure it inshrines Deity what 's she spies Amasia with such a face Troy's tutelary Angel look'd when all her Crown of Turrets drop't their flaming heads Amasia kneels to Oroandes Ama. What ere thou art that in this dreadful shape com'st to prophane this hallow'd place with blood if in your breast there dwell a human thought telling you that a Woman was your Mother for her sake pity a distressed Virgin Oroandes stands amased le ts fall his Sword Oroa. A chilling frost unnerves my joints sure 't is Divinity or Magick that hath thus depos'd my Reason to let rebel passion tryumph i' th' injur'd Throne Rise Lady there 's a Religious ice about my heart that chains up all my fury I shall rather slight the commands of a much injur'd Prince then violate ought which the dictates of my Soul proclaims for sacred Ama. Oh lead me then to some polluted place that 's grown drunk with blood and there let mine increase the purple deluge I shall not always be protected by this place's sanctity or if I were find few of so much vertue to be with
doth about me wait Like hidden Charms my anger to rebate The surly motion tells me I do ill Can I pretend to be a King and kill Amasia was no Rebel to the State Why therefore should she share a Brothers Fate 'T is true her life did from that spring take head And she may own those factions which they bred How ere If she can love she lives if not she dies Bring then a Rebel fit for Sacrifice Call in Amasia though her Charms appear Exit some Guards So uncontroul'd they must submit to fear Fearful to try what joy or bliss would be Found while they 'r strangers in Eternity Enter Amasia Having consider'd Madam your Estate And how each Title now submits to Fate I could not chuse but rob the Gods of one One only fit for Siracusia's Throne Ama. To say I 've no desire to live would prove A Barren Gratitude for Royal Love Death though a debt which is to Nature due We all would fain prolong and so would you But how I am thus blest being so nigh The welcome brink of Immortality Staggers my Faith and strikes my Reason blind King You 'l make all perfect by your being kind Ama. I know so well you love that Conquerour Who made us Captive to your mighty Pow'r You 'd not deny might it with safety be My Brothers Life my Love and Liberty King Your Liberty without dispute I grant Yet all those Graces must your Brother want His Life must be to Heav'n a Sacrifice Your own is Ransom'd by your Charming eyes Ama. What have I heard shall Zannazarro find His Sister prov'd so weak to stay behind Must he alone stoop to the Cruelty I was a Rebel Sir as well as he King In acts of Love you but a Rebel prove Conqu'ring the Conquerour yet scorn to Love He Wading through blood to Massacre did run Outdid the Father to undo the Son Ama. My Fathers Crimes he never did partake Kill me and spare him then for Honours sake Nature can never consent to stay behind He is my Brother and in that I find Some secret motion though my love be strong Which tells me that I needs must go along Thus Love and Nature struggle in desires King Consider Madam who it is admires And the vast gift I give to quench my fires Ama. You give me life which I would gladly take Might he live too for brave Or'andes sake Affections 'twixt the Victor and the Slave So strong are knit they both will share one Grave Then if he die Or'andes too must fall And Heav'n will blush to see the Funeral The Gods made drunk with such a vast expence Of Royal blood will pardon us from thence King You love Or'andes then and for his sake This tedious Pilgrimage of Death will take Charm'd by your Charms I gave Reprieve for life In hopes you would consent to be my Wife But since to him your faith 's already giv'n This day you keep your Nuptial feast in Heav'n You by the Law must fall a Sacrifice He only out of duty to your eyes May if he please translate himself from hence Death will confirm what now is but pretence Guards bring this Prisoner to the Temple streight My Love shall end when she receives her Fate Exit King and attendants Enter Glorianda Glo. Go Cruel Brother who at once withstood His Friend his Sister and his Countries good And all to satisfie the Gods with blood You weep Amasia and those pearly tears Confirm my Brothers rage and my own fears His Cruel heart will no impression take From bended Knees kind Words or Natures sake Ama. Yes he is kind too kind alas for me He gen'rously gave me Liberty Urging my Crime so little did appear Heav'n could not see 't and he 'd forget it here But then the recompence I was to give Prov'd so severe my Justice could not live Brave Oroandes I must dispossess And make him rich in my unhappiness Which once deny'd he then my Death decreed Glo. The Chast Amasia not alone shall bleed For Zannazarro I Oroandes You Dying together will proclaim us true He in our fall shall so much vertue see When we 'r extracted from humanity As Heav'n shall turn to smooth felicity Ama. My Cares are many for your noble life Since you ought not to suffer in the strife Earth will be Rob'd when so much goodness dies And Heav'n be too much stor'd with Sacrifice Live and be happy in a second choice Or'andes once has had your Brothers voice Let him possess in Zannazarro's stead All the enjoyments of a Nuptial Bed I can resign that blessing up to you And I am sure you 'r satisfi'd he 's true Glo. In Life and Death so generous you prove In Heav'n you 'l be rewarded for your Love Know fair Amasia though you did resign Your int'rest I can never remove mine Death's but a toy a moments fear and then We Launch into a World of Bliss again Ama. I for that World must instantly prepare And how to know you there shall be my care Shrouded in Clouds of glorious innocence And Angels waiting on each petty sence Shall draw our Souls through Clouds of bliss from hence SCENE a Wood. Enter Sir Symon Credulous Arm'd Cap a Pe with him Slywit Sly Believe me Sir 't is true Sym. I fear him not I am intollerable this case of Steel makes me as free from wound as if enchanted Sly Yet Sir there is a greater danger near the Wood is lin'd with men in Arms whom he hath hir'd if you should be the Victor to cut your throat if he survive to drag your Body to the Sea and there intomb it that your name and actions may be lost to future ages Sym. How is he so great a Villain Sly He Kil'd his Father Ravish'd his Sister Poys'ned the Great Turk and has committed outrages innumerable Sym. Then I think it fit to forbear the honourable employment of fighting for this time and go home rather then stay to meet with these unavoidable dangers Sly Sir I love you and I cannot see so much vertue perish fight him in spight of all and at convenient time fall down Sir Jasper imagining you are dead will fly behind the Castle waits your Father with Officers to seize him and hurry him to Prison to give you the more priviledg and uncontroul'd freeness to Marry his Daughter Sym. Can this be true Sly Upon my honour Sir my love to you forc'd me to be a Traytor to my Master and relate this secret Sym. It shan't go unrewarded Sly You won't walk long before my Mistress meet you farewell Exeunt severally Enter Sir Jasper Arm'd Cap a pe with him Drayner Dra. Nay he has vow'd to kill you your Armour were it more impregnable the Mambrosia's Helmet his Sword will find a passage through Jas Tell Sir Symon I am Arm'd all over if Wine Steel and Impudence are not enough t' oppose one single Hector Rot me for a Wigeon I am come
Charms thy hand which speaks thy Soul a Traytor Oro. This stirs my blood were you a private man that only had his better Genius to defend him and though Ally'd to me by all the tyes of Nature and of Friendship yet being thus far urg'd our Swords long since had shown whose Stars had brightest Influence King I have unfetter'd all those legal bonds Draw for thy denying now but slights my power Oro. Then since there 's no Evasion Oroandes draws Witness ye Gods my Innocence is wrong'd But Gracious Sir Oroandes kneels Before I fall or stand less fortunate to see you overthrew Oh let me know what Fate what Cruel Fate has Rob'd me of the Treasure of your Love King And must such goodness die Know noble Youth I am so far from calling it desert in thee that hath unsheath'd my Sword that in this midnight storm of fancy I can shed some drops of Pitty too I come not rashly to attempt thy life but long have struggled with my hot desires stood fiery Tryals of temptations I am diseas'd and know no way to health but through a deluge of thy blood there is a cause Oro. Dear Sir reveal it that e're I fall my penitential tears may cleanse my Soul from such a Leprous Crime King Alas brave Youth thy thought 's white as the Robes of Angels are I know thy Love to fair Amasia inseperable as goodness from a Deity yet I must deprive thee of this Darling of thy Soul Oro. With pardon Royal Sir I cannot think the Cyprian Princess is so soon forgot with whom Amasia Sir compar'd is nothing King Darst thou affect her yet dispraise a Beauty that in its Orb contracts Divinity This Prophanation what had else bin sin will render Meritorious Guard thy Life They fight the King is wounded Oro. What have I done King The Business that we met for now we are friends again friends until Death The King staggers and falls Oro. Oh do not faint call up your spirits Sir there 's hopes of Life King My Vital Powers fail my Eyes are bowing to Eternal night Oro. And I grow wild with Horror milder then a Flame provok'd by angry Winds what shall I do or whither shall I flie to leave behind me this pursuing Guilt A noise within King Oh Oh be gone be gone my Oroandes some Company draws near Maist thou live long and happily in the Embraces of her whom I unjustly strove to have my dying wishes wait upon your joys Oro. Angels attend your latest hour I go From hence to meet my Everlasting woe Exit Enter Heroina Vanlore Shepherds and Shepherdesses Hero I thought I heard th' unruly noise of Swords And Clashing Murmurs of unfriendly words Besides the Eccho of a hollow Groan Van I heard the dismal noise and fear th' event These wild Bandetties live by spoiles alone Run on in sin and fear no punishment King Oh Oh Oh. Hero What noise is that Van. Some newly Slain By these untam'd Bandetties of the Plaine Hero And here lies one breathing his latest breath His face is cold and all appears like Death Let 's Beare him off Within for his Recovery all means I 'le try For something prompts me that he must not die They take him up and Exeunt Enter Theocrine and the Shepherd the Shepherd brings back Vanlore Van. My dearest Theocrine in all you prove Your Honour great as is your Real Love The. My Vanlore sure I may believe my eyes Or doth the suddain Joy my sense surprize The Cruel pleasures steal so sweetly on Makes me mistrust the Bliss I run upon Van. Your Bliss is Real and my Joy's Compleat Heav'n could not give a happiness more great The. Through doubts and fears I have attain'd my will But 't was unkind to let me Languish still Van. That only cast a Cloud on the design That with more ease you might to Love incline And I to live alone retir'd with pain Expecting still this happiness to gain Which thus possest more perfect Bliss I find Then in the various pleasures of the mind The. Love like the wind oft shifts and seems to cease As if each minute lull'd it into peace Sweetly it breaths upon the flowry Plaine And yet a moment pulls it back again From Calms to Storms th' unruly Gust doth rise And scatters all the Clouds about the Skies So we neglectful now our Bliss is near By staying threaten dangers we should fear My Lovers Anger and my Fathers Age With Thunder will pursue us in his Rage Van. Thou art the Loadstone and my Soul shall be Directed only by thy Charms and thee ' Mongst harmless Sheep and solitary Bowers We 'l wast the tedious Time in pleasant Hours There Love and Pleasure we 'l at once possess Who wades through Crosses meets true Happiness Exeunt SCENE the Court Enter Zannazarro Glorianda and Amasia Zan. How sad a change is this This morning was appointed for more joyful Enterviews Glo. When last nights slumber rob'd our wakeful hopes of the delicious births of fancy 't was with fairer promises Amasia I fain would comfort thee but my own griefs make me a stranger to that balmy Language Ama. Dear Sister thy Passions are too violent the Messengers are not yet all return'd nor have we seen Arratus Enter Arratus Glo. And here he comes Zan. My Lord you either come to share in Grief with us or ease ours by some blest discovery Arr. My Lord my Son my Daughter and my Zan. Peace no more mix not theirs with a Sov'raigns loss whose least drop of Blood is worth a Thousand Lives speak thy intelligence Arr. My Largest lies within the City walls and there he has not yet bin heard of is none with him Zan. Yes Oroandes Enter a Messenger here comes our last hopes speak thy success Mess Not good my Lord we 've travest all the Fields that Circles lofty Erix and yet see no beam of blest Intelligence all we found worthy to fix an Observation on was a place beneath the Hermits Rock all stain'd with store of Blood and near the foot this token of our Grief Gives a bloody Handkercher which was the Kings Zan. Oh my Prophetick fears Ama. Our sorrows are confirm'd Glor. They are in Bloody Characters Arr. I 'le go and secure the Cittadel and cry Treason Exit Arratus Zan. Sorrow out-grows all my Resolves this is an Act so full of Horror 't is terrible to name it but if the Force of Syracuse can scourge the Traytors We 'l have Their Heads to build a Temple o're his Grave Exeunt ACT V. SCENE the Plaines Enter the King lead by two Shepherds and Heroina King I 'VE now got strength enough to render to you the fair preserver of my Life my Spirits stir as if they would shake off the sluggish weight of weakness Hero How much in ev'ry twinkling of the eye doth he resemble my Heroick Love Aside King You 'r sad sweet Lady Hero I have a Cause and such a one that did
desires to speak with you Theo. Some news from Vanlore now Heav'n I hope is kind Exeunt SCENE Chamber Royal. Enter Antellus Glorianda Guards two Sea Captains and Attendants Antellus Reading a Letter King The Letter WHen first our full spread sayles were Pregnant grown and all our hopes grew equal to our wishes a spightful Storm stretch'd on the wings of all the Clamorous Winds scatter'd our Fleet whose Ruind sayles hang on the top of Rocks the darkned Sky proclaims a dissolution and the angry Waves assault our sinking Ships Some hours this Tempest held and on a suddain the face of the Heav'n was clear the Seas grew Calm and light appear'd just like a new born day that we might see the dreadful Ruin's of our scatter'd Fleet and what bred most distraction the Prince's Ship was lost King How full of fatal changes are our Lives what is 't to be a Monarch and yet live to be a trembling at ev'ry breath of passion thus when all my thoughts in the fair hopes were calm'd of Heroina's safe Arrival then even then to have 'em smother'd in this Cloud of curst Intelligence Glo. Your grief is yet but weak suspitions birth and happily may prove abortive Sir King Oh Glorianda thou fain wouldst flatter me to comfort but the malignity of sorrow can admit no Cordials there there Gives Glorianda the Letter she peruses it unravel the black clew that led me into this dark Labyrinth of grief and tell me then if I have ever left hopes to escape this growing storm of Passion Glorianda having perus'd the Letter returns it Glo. Sir th'information is most sad if true King Oh 't is too true too true my Glorianda devouring Seas have cous'ned our Embraces but shall I lose her thus Go gather all those Ships that owe obedience to this life and let their Squadrons scour the Seas untill you find her out or else by all that 's good your lives though an unworthy Sacrifice shall fall an offering to her Fathers loss Exit the Sea Captains Shouts within Enter Oroandes Zannazarro and Amasia Guarded Oroandes kneels and presents the Prisoners Oro. Thus only may your Enemies Encounter those Beames of sacred Majesty that shine through you from the Sicilian Diadem King Rise Oroandes high in our love as wonder thus joy encounters grief but is too weak for such a foe Glo. I more then doubt poor Zannarro's safety Loves secret flames teach me the way to fear And when he moves from life my death draws near Weeps King Why so much woman Glorianda Thou but mispendest thy pity on an object which if not remov'd will soon Eclipse the brightness of our Stars Go call the Priests of Mars and Pallas hither Exit a Guard Oro. What might this Rage Portend Enter the Guards and two Priests King Here take the Prisoners to your charge and let those Ceremonies be perform'd by which the tainted blood of Sacrifices are made Incense for the Gods see 'em prepar'd ere the next Morning guilds the Earth Delay Shall pluck no feathers from the wings of Day Ere vengeance meet the Rebels Exeunt Priests and Prisoners Glo. Oh they are lost for ever lost Oro. Is 't Grief or Reverence that unnerves me thus Oh my Soul thou art too weak too faintly weak to move beneath the Chaos of these woes King Now Oroandes I have time left to Embrace thee and hug this Cabinet of vertues yet I have not in all thy absence let thy goodness slide out of my thoughts witness this Lady in whose virgin breast I 've strove to plant thy worth Fight like a noble Souldier and so move Till noble vertue Conquer Glorious Love Exit King and Attendants Glo. Whither starts my degenerate Spirits I was born free as Sicily's King and though he is my Brother sure I may be allow'd the freedom of my Choice Weeps Oro. She weeps There 's more in this then yet my thoughts can fathom pardon Lady my unbecoming rudeness I have sorrows which like an evil Genius on my Soul sit cloth'd in sables and obscure the light of your bright Glories Glo. This is no time to flatter Sir or move In these disorders tow'rds the Throne of Love A gen'ral sweetness should about us wait And not the surly frowns of angry fate To quench those flames so newly are begun I 'le weep down floods and drown the rising Sun Oro. To Court your tears argues a fatal end And love thus planted never can extend In Glorious paths of mutual happiness We treat the fancy and expect success But when before the heart is gone astray Our Monarchs gifts doth but our lives betray And to refuse what he so kindly gave Were but to Ruin what we hop'd to save Glo. Though our affections variously do move In diff'rent forms of Gratitude and Love Yet they 'r perhaps of kin did you but know From whence th' Original of Grief doth grow My Lord I blush not to relate these eyes Drop tears to mollifie the Deities Those stubborn Gods which sway the reeling State Of Zannazarro and Amasia's Fate For him my cares for her your fears are strong Yet they must suffer for their Fathers wrong Oro. Oraculously spoken her great Charms Have bound me in the Circle of her Arms In height of Conquest they surpris'd my Soul Her Glories all my Lawrels did controul My growing fortune stop'd at her bright eyes And she commanded all my victories To her great Charms my Conquest soon did bow And Lillies sat tryumphant on her brow The Warlike Eagle and the Phaenix may Fly to a Wilderness and shun the day While she invested in the Roabes of Love Darts fiercer Beams as she to th' East doth move Glo. And can you then see so much goodness fall Rather turn Rebel to save them lose all Oro. I have an Army yet 't is true but when I think on Treason they will shun me then My blood shrinks to its Center at a Rebels name Scattering a death-like Ague through each vein My Nerves shrink back at any thing that 's ill We dam our selves when we a Monarch kill If all our prayers cannot satisfie An angry King we 'l both Loves Martyrs die Glo. I will do something too something that may Preserve my fame as glorious as the day Perhaps Sir our united prayers may move Heav'n to Compassion and the King to Love Oro. My prayers shall wait on yours and if deni'd Dying for love with them shall be my pride Exeunt SCENE a Tavern Sir Jasper Sympleton Sir Symon Credulous Drayner and Sly wit are discovered Drinking Jas Pox this is better then fighting What should a man of honour that hath an Estate and so forth venture his life for 't is enough for poor pittiful little inconsiderate Rascals that have no other dependency but Murder and Hanging Sym. True Bully Pox of fighting I say there 's no sport in it whoring and drinking I am for but I hate fighting Jas Come le ts sit down then Sirrah
keep suspition off Sym. And so will I From hence forth honour I 'le no more pursue Then she doth Cowards that 's both I and you Jas Had we been valiant we had bin no more Death sav'd our lives that we might save a score Exeunt SCENE the Temple Antellus Glorianda Arratus Theocrine and Guards are discover'd King Thou look'st too sadly Glorianda though Funerals do attend the day we 'r not to wear the sables on our Souls Glo. My sadness Sir only proceeds from fear how my frail temper may endure a sight so full of horror Loud Musick Enter at one door the Priests of Mars leading Zannazarro bound follow'd by Priests in white with Censors and Sacrificing Instruments at the other Oroandes drest like a Priest of Pallas leading Amasia bound Virgins in white following with Censors and Sacrificing Instruments King My Rage begins to melt I could e'en wish they might survive the rigor of their doom Glo. Must I see this and live No Zannazarro here 's my Convoy to thee Draws a Dagger The Priests lead 'em to the Altar where unbinding their Arms they give 'em liberty to embrace each other Zan· So now Amasia we have ended all our employments on the Earth the wheels of Time worn on the road of Age will lose their motions ere we shall again meet in the Robes of flesh Farewell Though in a Moment here our Bodies die Our Souls shall meet in vast Eternity Inseperably in the Clouds we both shall move Treading on Air teaching the Gods to love There walking hand in hand such tales we 'l tell As shall Immortalize our joys Farewell Ama. Farewell dear Brother if thy Soul do move And take thy flight ere mine to dwell above Stay for me in the thin unmoulded Air For fear your loss should kill me with despair Zannazarro and Amasia are led to the Altar where whilst they kneel this Song is sung SONG SEE each wind leaves Civil Wars And Heav'n approves the Sacrifice Whilst to behold it all the Stars Glitter to light the Deities Cho. Peace reigns through ev'ry Element Whilst this blest pair to Heav'n are sent 2. Sparta's fair Ephigenia di'd A spotted Sacrifice to this Bright Nymph compar'd whose Virgin pride Sayes Nature nought hath done amiss Cho. Yet she must live where Time shall be Confounded in Eternity 3. Prepare prepare the fatal stroke Which Life and Soul must seperate Goodness may pity not revoke The firm Decrees of certain fate Cho. They come they come their ways prepare And lead 'em through the pathless Air Lead 'em to live where Time shall be Confounded in Eternity The Priests offer to strike but are hindred by Oroandes a clap of Thunder Groanes and Shrieks throughout the Temple the Priests Robes are spotted with blood the Images of the Gods drop down King What horrid Prodigies are these The Gods are sure grown angry with our Prayers Oro. I have bin long attendant on these Powers yet never saw the Gods thus mov'd before King They 'r sure displeas'd with Offerings so Pure or else some hidden Charms unknown to us hath wrought this Miracle Oro. Here here lies the guilt of our impieties 't is I deserve the utmost of your rage Oroandes discovers himself King Ha! Oroandes what damm'd Imposture's this Soft Musick from above the Images are rais'd again Oro. The argument of Mercy from the Gods emboldens me to seek the like from you My violent passions forc'd my love into strange labyrinths of attempts but what I first trembling with guilt did undertake these Miracles have prov'd Legitimate When Amasia into the inmost Room was of the Temple brought resolv'd to bear her from the Rigor of her doom I had thither in private first convey'd my self attending on the hour when the Priest with his sad charge should enter which arriv'd I that came there to offer Sacriledg saw my self ordain'd the Instrument of Heaven to free her from the hands of a fowl Ravisher King This dreadful story strikes trembling Earthquakes throughout all my Limbs Oro. That this is true witness those Powers which own'd that cause which I though rashly undertook King Pardon me ye Diviner Powers I have been too neglective of the charge you gave me but will redeem it in my future Zeal that Villains blood forc'd out by Tortures shall begin the Purple Deluge To Zannazarro and Amasia who kneel I must forget those Crimes Heav'n hath been pleas'd freely to forgive rise higher in our favour then was that exalted Story from whence your Father fell They rise Oro. Mountains of grief fall from my burthen'd Soul in their delivery but your Soverain Mercy must either with one Cordial more relieve my sickly hopes or I am lost for ever King Thy actions speak thy wishes Here Oroandes take from my hand this gift from Heav'n she 's thine by their decree Gives him Amasia Zannazarro kneels Zan. Ere your extended Mercy shall contract it 's liberal hand let me be happy in the full fruition of my joys my love to Glorianda though long smother'd in my fates security must now break out King Thy thoughts arrive cloth'd in the Robes of joy Rise Zannazarro Imbrace in her thy happiness Zannazarro rises the King gives him Glorianda Now all your Seas are calm'd only my Barque still stands in opposition ' gainst the wave And it shall struggle with the Storm to show To show how much we to this days deliv'ry owe. Exeunt ACT IV. SCENE the Sicilian Plaines Enter Vanlore like a Shepherd leading in Heroina wet as from a wreck Shepherds and Shepherdesses Van. COme Lady you must now inhabit here In silent shades and solitary Groves Where Rustick sweetness makes us void of fear And harmless Nature teacheth harmless Loves The Morning Dew drawn up by Sols strong Charms Is not more safe when lock'd within his Arms Then you protected by our Innocence Her Sir if these words prove not a bare pretence I shall have cause to thank your care and be Happy ' mongst you though cloth'd in misery Van. Time will wear out the thoughts of dangers past And you may be releas'd from griefs at last Though in the Storm you left Estates behind Your life secures the safety of your mind A troubled fancy Robs the Soul of rest That man may be secur'd but never blest For they who do within such Wars maintain Distract their Reason to secure their Pain Her But pains like mine do seize on ev'ry part Ensnares the Soul to Captivate the Heart My many troubles like a Clouded Sky Declare some sudden Storm of dangers nigh Van. You but suspect those ills you need not fear And danger Madam's unacquainted here Her Wealth I have none to lose or to bestow My Gratitude is all and that I 'le owe Which may in time to such a greatness rise I shall return those thanks you 'l not despise Van. I wish the Curtain of your Fate may be Drawn from the face of smooth felicity Wounds are not cur'd
by Grief nor Fate made less Or more by hopes of harms or happiness Let Madam all our Vows disperce your fears Time lost can't be pul'd back by sighs or tears Her Yet silent Griefs a troubled heart may ease And Passion vented mittigates disease Exeunt SCENE Arratus Lodgings Enter Slywit Theocrine in mans clothes and a Shepherd Sly Sir to your charge I do commit the Fare Be her safe conduct she 'l reward your care Shep. For Valore's sake my duty I 'le express Nor Madam for your own could I do less Theo. I can but thank you yet in time I may Find out a means your services to pay My Gratitude till then you shall employ Take that and lead me to a World of joy Exeunt manet Sly Sly So thus far I 'm right and all my plots thrive equal with my wishes I have perswaded Sir Symon Sir Jasper's in Prison and that I have got Theocrines consent to Celebrate the Marriage this Morning a Bride I have provided and such a one as Heav'n knows are too common in this Age a debauch'd Chamber-maid one as fit for Sir Jasper's humour as a Taylor for a Cowcumber he promis'd to meet me here but has not kept his word I hope he has not found the cheat but here he comes Enter Sir Jasper Hast hast to the Temple Sir you 'l lose your Mistress else within a Room behind the Altar waits a Priest and all things are in readiness Jas But Sly But me no Buts but get you gone I say delay a minute and you'r undone for ever Pushes him off So he 's gone and I within this hour shall be reveng'd at full how sweet those actions are when we project for Guinnies By this time Drayner's ready with his Mask to entertain 'em and if that and Sir Jasper's Wife make not Matrimony odious I 'le never plot again Wives just like Fools are only kept to please Delight dull Appetites and bring us ease Their various ways to Pleasure we adore Which once seen over we admire no more Things oft repeated though they pleasant prove Nautiate and dull the stomach like fond Love Things in extreams are ills to ev'ry sense And though a while they please us with pretence Both once enjoy'd the prudent banish hence Exit SCENE the Temple Enter a Priest of Hymen then Arratus and then Sir Symon leading Julia drest like Theocrine Arra This is the day Son makes us happy you in the hopes of such a vertuous Wife and I to see both Married And Daughter since your duty speaks you so I hope this joyful day will Crown your Loves and add Eternal Comforts to your Lives Lead to the Altar As they go up to the Altar the suppos'd Ghost of Vanlore appears Julia and the Priest shriek and run off severally Arratus falls down Sir Symon offers to run out but is stop'd at ev'ry entrance by a Spirit SONG By the Spirits 1 Spi. MAke hast make hast The time doth wast And flyes too fast Cho. Therefore Remove These sinners from their bliss Above For they must share With us in Everlasting Care 2. 2 Spi. Remember old man and ye sprightly young Blade The Lover the Lover to death was betray'd At Ardenna by you he was strangely remov'd Because he too fondly pursu'd what he lov'd 3 Spi. For which you shall be Tormented by me For ever for ever by him and by me Cho. For which c. 3. 1 Spi. Come let 's remove 2 Spi. Come let 's remove 4 Spi. This lump of Diseases and scandal of Love Let 's bear 'em from hence to their Torments below Where Lavishing Souls are wrap'd up in woe There to Tortures they shall for their mischiefs be sent Yet never Oh never Oh never Repent Cho. There to c. The Song being ended the four Spirits drive Sir Symon into the middle of the Stage and Dance the Dance being ended they hurry him away Arratus raises himself and looks about him Arra Are they gone Rises Was ever Marriage so crost they 'r all gone and have left me nothing to keep me Company but a guilty Conscience Oh the horror of it strikes me dead Murder is the sin Committed and I the only Actor Oh Vanlore could I recall thy Soul I willingly would give my Daughter to you to satisfie the injuries I did you but 't is in vain the Bloody deed is done I shall grow mad my Son and Daughter and my Wits are lost lost past Redemption Howe're I 'le spin my Life out though my Grief Burden my Soul till it is past Relief Exit SCENE a Plane Enter Oroandes Reading a Letter Oro. Meet me at Nine behind the Hermits Rock I have not mist in either Circumstance unless my hast Anticipated Time Looks on his Watch. It yet is not full Nine Enter Antellus King Oroandes you are now a Loyal Subject Oro. All my Ambitions ne're flew higher Sir then in that Region of your thoughts to thrive King There it was grown to full Maturity But I must like wanton Nero either Ruin all the Glorious Structure of thy hopes or live Impris'ned in thy Loyalty thy Life till now my strongest fortress is become the fatal Engine of my Ruin Oro. Heav'n what have I done to merit this King Nothing but bin too Vertuous and by that center'd affections which I must remove or shake thee into Chaos Oro. This Language blasts me sure I have no sin pond'rous enough to buoy your Veng'ance up Did I but think one Viper Lodg'd in my remotest part I 'de tear each Fibre of my heart to find the Monster out and in my blood Imbalm'd throw it as far as Lifes short span can reach But Heav'n my witness is no flame of Zeal but has bin your's i' th' second Magnitude my Vows of Kin to those I pay'd the Gods my Prayers but Love and Duty fir'd into a holy Calenture King Thy Vertue fathoms not my debt of Guilt such a prevention of my Anger would only change the active passion for sorrow as insupportable those Characters which must uphold the sables of my Soul are in dark Hieroglyphicks hid through which thy strength of Judgment cannot pierce Oro. You speak in misty wonders Sir such as lead my apprehension into wild Meanders King This will unriddle all our doubts draw King draws Oro. Against my Soveraign an Act so wicked would retort the guilty steel into my breast fear never yet Marbled a Cowards heart more then Obedience mine King Will you deny when I Command Oro. Pardon me Royal Sir I would bestride a Cloud with Lightning Charg'd in 's full Carreer affront a Thunderbolt leap into the Clefts of Earthquakes or attempt to prop the Ruines of a falling Rock Yet count all this my happiness so I Met Death in the white Robes of Loyalty King Are my attempts priz'd at so weak a rate wears not my Sword a danger on its poynt as well as thine Draw or I shall conclude 't is fear not Loyalty that