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A51868
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The just general a tragi-comedy / written by Major Cosmo Manuche.
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Manuche, Cosmo, fl. 1650-1652.
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Wing M549; ESTC R1066
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to Look on her who still her self confest her self to be The principal in blood This penitence in her compassion Wrought in him who took her up and kist her In witness of forgiveness she wept the more to see him Pitty her for which she knew she did deserve the less From him So like two weeping Niobies they stood and read As well as tears would give them leave their own Misfortunes in each others face and both in pity Wept while they themselves themselves unpittied Yet for each other pitifully wept When I unus'd I Must confess to wash my face in tears made up A third in mourning Which she perceiving humbly Thank't me for my compassion and hop't it was Bestowed on him as what she not deserved This And such like expressions of repentance with streames Of hearty sorrow flowing wrought so in him he ask'd Her if she lov'd him dying she so much injured Living Which she as well as words and tears could witness For her answered yes so well that were she but as Sure of his she should rejoyce a faithfull penitent in death This in true signs of love and sorrow uttered he Sends away straight for a holy man o' th Church Who after some private confession on both sides made Joyned both their hands in holy marriage which Done as griefe would give them leave they both Rejoyc't and kist then wept again so that my Pitty in my tears rather increast then lessned by my Stay When urging necessity for my departure I sadly Took my leave and left them prodigally bestowing Their tears upon each others face Anto. I blame thee not Eugenio for being a weeping witness of their woes when I can scarce forbear At the relation heaven knows I wish them long Life on earth to enjoy each others love Corneli Eugenio Thou hast delivered miracles But know I can believe what comes from thee Which had appear'd much doubtfull from anothers Mouth she hath purchac't now my pitty and my Prayers which I 'l acknowledg justly due and pay Enter Fabi. weeping Anto. How now Fabius weeping for your young master Fabi. You cannot blame me Sir when I am Made the messenger of death Eugeni How sure 't is not yet come to that Fabi. I would it were not or else some other had Been made the messenger Corneli Prethe speak out that we may understand you Fabi. The King inraged to understand his son Was married to his murtherer commanded me to Let them know 'bout four a clock this afternoon They must prepare to dye and keep their Wedding in the other world Which they poor Souls with joy received and thank't me for my paines As willingly as if I had deserved it Anto. 'T was but short warning the gods Prepare them for their long journey Gentlemen I have some present business calls me aside but I shall soon return to share with you in sorrow Ex. Anto. Eugeni You 'l hardly find us unprepared for that But think'st thou Fabius the King intends this Hasty execution 't is surely done to fright them into a Preparation for the other world Fabi. Sir Pray heaven you not deceive your self The King is known too constant in his resolves To alter what he with seriousness protests which to our Griefes we too too soon shall find Corneli Eugenio The tim 's but short and 't is But labour lost if we not speed If he will have Them dye let 's move for longer time Eugeni With all any heart I shall plead hard for one Corneli Then let 's away Exit Enter Delirus Artesia In mourning habits as in prison Deli. Come my Artesia dry those fair eyes the gods We know are mercifull and can forgive what We can act Thou hast with penitentiall tears in Streames of sorrow from thy swoln eyes Washt off that guilt that clouded thy faire soul And do'st appear as white as sainted innocence We Are married to another world Artesia let them Injoy the happiness in this if there by any in 't That are wedded to it whom we with pity not With envy must behold And 't is no little joy amid'st Our sea of troubles to see thee thus prepar'd for Death which we 'l imbrace as greedily as Shipwrackt travellers do the long'd for shoare And O thou injured maid in what celestiall Part so e'r thy now made glorious soul doth hover Look down with pitty and a forgiving eye on us Thy sorrowfull murtherers who ready stand to Sacrifice two lives to appease thy angry ghost Give me thy hand Artesia our time draws on apace And yet methinks I fain would have thee live Would my poor life pay the great debt we owe But the devouring law cryes all or none Thy blood Artesia sits with a confidence in thy fair cheeks As if it meant not suddenly to leave its habitation And 't is great pity now it hath possession to turn it Out of doores Artesi My Lord I have but ill deserved this Noble pity and here my dying breath shall witness For me I would not live on earth after your Death to be commandress of the world Yet know My Lord I gladly could both live and dye to serve you Dye for to confirm this doubtfull world with What a feeling sorrow for my sins I could endure Death and live with you on earth to witness to the World how I could love and honour you Which Since denyed I gladly shall imbrace my death and Only grieve I have rob'd the world of you Enter Fabius Fabi. My Lord your guard waits you and you to Death are summon'd Deli. It shall be welcome Fabius Thou seest no Pannique fear about us Takes her by the chin See how the lillyes and the roses in these Faire cheeks undaunted fit Why do'st thou weep for us Fabi. I weep my lord for you and for my self for You that you must loose your life and for my self that none But I must be chose out the messenger of death Deli. Thou art vainly troubled at what I thank thee for Come my Artesia this kiss now lead us to our deaths Kisses her Exit Enter Goldcalf sol Gold Heer 's doings indeed my Mistriss going to pot I'faith What a deal of mony't has cost me to be a Colonel To no purpose A plague of that stripling stranger he made no Stranger of my mony I am sure the Jack napes firkt Me too out of my Deeds of almost a thousand pounds a year Pox of those German's bones my Cozen Captain slue in Duell They were sufficiently reveng'd on me for the murther but 'T is no matter I have saved my life yet by not being Too hasty If I had married Artesia I had been peppered i'faith However I scape yet for ther 's Delirus a brave spark Must dye but for offering to have her Enter Snap gallaut Hey day Snap what turn'd Gentleman Snap Sirra no more such buggs words which if you dare But utter I 'l nail your ears to the wall a punishment Your honourable father