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A45651	The mistakes, or, The false report a tragi-comedy, acted by their Majesties servants / written by Mr. Jos. Harris ; the prologue written by Mr. Dryden ; the epilogue by Mr. Tate.	Harris, Joseph, ca. 1650-ca. 1715.; Mountfort, William, 1664?-1692.; Dryden, John, 1631-1700.; Tate, Nahum, 1652-1715.	1691 (1691)	Wing H865; ESTC R4488	60,524	88

worthy I 'le be the Argus to your peace and honour Vi. R. Thanks my Good friend and to convince you that Your service is not thrown away on me I accept of your advice Alberto's free Now Daughter let us in and sound the depth Of all these wonders Ricardo wa●t me here Exit Vice-Roy Miranda and Attendants Ricardo Solus Ric. What lucky Planet rul'd when I was born And mark'd me out a second Machiavell He Plotted but to gorge his vast ambition But I to satisfie Revenge and Love The Darling Passions of the Powers above What 's this a torn note expos'd to view I●e joyn the broken remnants close and may Puts it together and starts From every pei●● sprout up a Hydra's head To wound and quite destroy the Man I hate Ha! Confusion to my eyes what 's this I see The very Basis of my Plot o'rethrown The pin pluck'd out which mov'd my Study'd Engine My counterfitted Challenge here and torn What shou'd this mean Let me see Muses No Yes Nay it shall be so I 'le Counterplot the Coward And like the Toad suck poyson from each Verdant her● And spit it in Alberto's face Enter the Vice-Roy unattended V. R. Is there no friend will ease me of my doubts None to redeem me from this Maze of thoughts In which I 'm lost Ricardo thou seem'st Honest And can'st not without trouble see me thus Give me some means to rid me of this Torture Tho' ne're so harsh tho 't be a fatall Cord Or twist of roapy Venom for a Clue Ric. The fair Miranda has been at work for me And moulded him as if she 'd gag'd my wishes aside Credit me Sir your grief distracts my Soul And all my Friendship must give way to duty My weak imagination can't present A surer way to fathom his intents And punish 'em then quite to cast him down From that bright Heaven he once aspir'd to And bar all future claims unto your Daughter V. R. Friendship still softly pleads within thy breast Has not the Villain baulk't that punishment In leaving her and plagu'd me with his falshood This mildness in my Friend 's almost a Crime When Titius's Vulture or the rowling Stone Are nothing to the torments he deserves Were but my fears confirm'd by certain proof What Patron God shou'd guard him from my vengeance Tho' Thunder back't with lightning fenc'd him in And Charms as great as Circe's did protect him Nay Tho' bury'd from my rage as deep as Hell Yet wou'd I force the Lemnian Bulworks Scale The Flaming Wall 's then ransack all the world below To find him out and having found the Traytor Tear out his false disloyall treacherous heart And grind it into dust to heal my wounded honour Ric. This rage surprizes me I thought your Daughter Had fully satisfied and cured your Jealousy And nothing now remain'd but to revenge his Crimes V. R. By all that 's good she has heighten'd it Ricardo Her tameness has but wounded me the more Tho' I had offer'd all the world to bribe her She wou'd but tell me there was some mistake And speak the rest in tears Ric. 'T is wondrous strange That Duty urg'd her not when other women Can speak enough unbrib'd or uncommanded But I have happily found out a way T' untie this Gordian knot Vi. R. Speak to the purpose Ric. T' was Fate alone who pitti'd your concern And therefore in compassion found a Cure When you were gone I found this torn note Which put together spells a Challenge Read it With this back-blow I wound 'em both at once aside Vi. R. reads Altho' the fair Miranda loves you not Yet I 'le not bear a Rivall tho' unhappy Either renounce all title to her Love Or meet me single in the Parade At six this evening where I 'le expect you With your Sword to do me right and Satisfy the honour of th' enrag'd Antonio Ha! what shou'd this mean my wonder but encreases Still the more by this misterious Challenge How cou'd Alberto but in honour go When such a dangerous invitation call'd him Ric. Pardon me Sir my courage wou'd not blush To wave that Duell which my Love forbids And more your Highness orders put a bar to But here 's such treason hell ne're hatch'd a greater So black a Crime my Virtue shrinks to name V. R. It must be monstrous then if fear'd to name Ric. Monstrous indeed Alas you take this for Antonio's hand V. R. Antonio's yes why is it not Ric. By Heaven and Earth 't is mine as much as his V. R. Then there 's some horrid plot conceal'd in this Tell me the meaning good Ricardo and Gives Ricardo the Letter Construe these damn'd infernal Characters Ric. I think the words need no interpretation The meaning 's writ in plain downright Italian It seems he has not politicks enough For a dissembling false and treacherous Villain Sir this is but a Counterfeit of his With a pretence of fair Miranda●s falshood● To varnish or'e his own ingratitude V. R. 'T is so 't is plain ye Powers and must I Live To see my honours death to feel my blood Thus trampl'd on by an abandon'd Slave Ric. It works as I cou'd wish aside V. R. Sure there must be In young Antonio some grounds for this Some glimmering flas●es of a growing flame By all the Gods I 'le Crown his utmost wishes And date his nuptialls from Alberto's death O where has all my i●jur'd greatness slept In what dull Lethe has my pride been drown'd Rouze up my Slugger'd fury wake my rage Act such revenge shall fright the wondring Age Be like a Torre●t on Alberto hurl'd And like the Deluge to the Infant world Exit Ricardo Solus Ric. Thanks my kinde Stars ye Bawds unto my plot This rage will countenance Alberto's murder And make it seem an act of Loyallty But first I must expose this to the flames Then on to build the Fabrick I de●ign Mount Pelion upon Ossa bravely done Thus to ascend the Region of the Sun And see my glorious web by second Causes spun Finis Actus Primi ACT II. SCENE I. The Parade Enter Ricardo with Soldiers Ric. COme on Gentlemen you have your instructions and your reward twenty Florins a man 1. Soul We have and 't is enough for this same small piece of villany Why Sir we Souldiers for half so much wou'd kill our Fathers and Brothers and after that Ravish our Mothers and Sisters 2. Soul Ay ay Sir Ravishing's nothing with us 't is our dayly practise 1. Soul Why I 'le you Sir an● o' my conscience 't is true 2. Soul Conscience fellow Souldier Zounds what hast tho● to do with conscience 1 Soul Who I why nothing the Devill I think was in me for having such an unlucky thought How a plague came I to think o● Conscience that never had any such thing in all my life 2. Soul Zounds how I shou'd know that know not what it means 1. Soul Well certainly I am the

may come out if you please Enter Alberto Alb. What means this mercy from my Jaylor Iay. O my Lord no complements but stay a little and I 'le fetch you your sword Exit Alb. Let fate interpret this misterious dealing For I 'me invelop'd still in double night The light o' th Sun I yet may chance to see But oh Miranda Miranda's Set for ever set to me Enter Jaylor Iay. Here 's your accoutrements Sir and he●e's a key which opens the back-door leading to Porto Sancto make hast lest you be discover'd and I suspected Alb Fate niggard gives me happiness by halves Since I 'me unable to requite this goodness But here 's to reward thee gives him money Iay. I am sufficiently rewarded my Lord in my own conscience and your Lordships innocency and in Antonio's money Alb. Be silent still the night and wink ye Stars Guide me where I may find this faithless friend And all my sorrows shall for ever end Exit Iay. So much for him but now go on and prosper still say I I shall oblige 'em all three and cheat 'em all three Enter Antonio Ant. Jaylor Iay. Who 's there Ant A friend Is my Lord Alberto drest yes Iay. I 'le go see and if he be ready I 'le bring him to you Ex Ant. Now shall we solve this Sophistry of Hell And kill the Hydra that invented it Enter Jaylor leading Ricardo Iay. He fee'd me to free Alberto from which I study'd your Escape and keep the other still in durance Ric. Excellent Engine I 'le improve his fee. But how shall I escape undiscover'd Iay. Why Sir you may traverse your ground here in the dark and go out without speaking to him and at the door I 've plac'd some friends that will Conduct you to the Vice-Roy since you say you 're sure of being wellcome to him Your friend Sir will come out immediately to Antonio Now I 've got a hundred and fifty pieces I 'le fairly run away and if I 'me catch'd 't is better to be hang'd with satisfaction then to go to the Gal●ows with a craving Stomach For a full belly will weigh down the Rope But p●nury must ne're a pardon hope Exit Ant. I hear some tread my dear Alberto Friend Where are you Ric. You shall be with your friend ne're fear it so farewell If I can hit the door goes upon Antonio Ant. Wellcome my dear Alberto to these Arms Wellcome to life to friendship and to love Ric. stabs Anto. Ric. I hope I 've sign'd our Friendship Sir in bloud Ant. Wounded Oh Heavens and by Alberto's hand Ungratefull Traytor yet I 'le know the cause draws Ric. You shan't if I can possibly avoid it This is rare mischief thus with a randome blow To ●ow such Serpents teeth which when they spring In hisses will each others requiem sing Exit Ant. O Power of destiny to change a breast Which virtue seem'd to challenge as her own That he shou'd fear the presence of his friend And seek to give him death who sav'd his life Horror choaks up my words and damps my heart I feel his hand and not his Dagger Smart Exit SCENE The Pallace Enter Vice-Roy and Miranda V. R. Slighted again what do the Slaves conspire To make a mock of Naples second Monarch By all my wrongs I will endur 't no longer But they shall feel the weight of injur'd greatness Where is Antonio Guards go fetch him strait Hurl him through Hells of torture to my hands That I may heighten all his Misery And double all the wounds which he gives me Mir. O Sir what villain has inspir'd this rage Or is it I that have inflam'd you thus Know Royall Sir 'T was I that breath'd the calm repentance in him And call'd his wandring Love to it's first flame Then fix'd his friendship to Alberto's name V. R. Friendship I 'le hew that title from between 'em Eternall Mi●ts shall seperate 'em for ever Friends so were bloody Cassius and Brutus When they conspir'd great Caesars overthrow And all the world did mourn the fatall blow But Traitress thou that durst oppose my will Shall be immur'd for ever from the day In some dark Cloister sigh thy wearied life out There may'st thou tire the Saints with Orisons And each return a curse upon thy head Mir. Be deaf ye Powers and hear not his request Till these last words you were an Oracle Oh! if Alberto's doom be not revers'd Let me be the Companion of his death Then I 'le enjoy him with a purer flame Then hand in hand we 'le tread the milky way Whilst all the Stars shall wonder at our Loves V. R. Whilst all the Stars shall ●icken at the ●ight Enjoy him no by hell you never shall I 'le summon all that Magick art can do To ●●og th● Soul in it's swift flight away Tha● pois'd equally t'wixt heaven and hell Thy body here may rot on earth thy Soul Grow to one horrid Mass of black despair And hang a threatning Storm amidst the air Weep on weep poyson to infect the world And plague mankind as thou 'st tormented me Enter Ricardo But here 's a friend will countervail my griefs Here let me ease my Soul into thy breast Embraces him Here find a Subject and a Child in thee Ric. How fares it with my Royal Lord V. R. As with the indigested Embrio of the World When infant Nature labour'd with a Chaos Wanting as yet the kind Almighty Fiat To midwife the rude birth into an order My Soul like the Seeds of being in their first mixture Is grown a peice with grief and madness Ric. Trust me I weep for joy and grief at once I grieve your sorows and I mourn your wrongs But pardon me if that I joy to see you thus And find my honest nature constru'd right But ha the fair Miranda here in tears V. R. Mind 'em not friend they 're all but Bastard-seed The muddy offspring of a froward mind Begone thou Child of night but mine no more Avaunt I say thou Poyson to my Eyes Leave me for ever leave me and may thy breast Feel torments great as mine but never rest Exit Miran Ric. But never rest this to your Daughter Sir V. R. Be thou my Daughter and enjoy my heart For all run Counter to my will but Thee But speak what fortune has detain'd thee thus Ric. I fear to speak since it sums up a charge 'Gainst two whom till this night I most respected I fought Alberto in my Masters cause Whom he had injur'd by a proud disdain When strait some Souldiers seeing us engag'd Disarm'd and led us both to Prison but My Jaylors kindness free'd me or his cruelty For strait I met Antonio in the dark Who with his Rapier made a fruitless pas● Glancing o're my shoulder I clos'd with the Ass●sinate And with my dagger wounding him I broke loose Thus Sir I purchas'd my escape to you V. R. What do they mean t' usurp my power

with disgrace A Princes favour cannot dart a beam But on a Barren or Infectious land And always must be partiall in his choice Ant. He mutters State-Affairs but let him on Ric. Therefore the two young Heroes of the Court Envy my Honour and sicken at my greatness As if my rise must be upon their Necks But still my Virtue shall out brave their little malice I will convince the unbelieving world There is a man that can be great and good at once And then retire to Solitude for ever Ant. Why this is strange Ric. But oh that cannot be There lyes some Mistery in the womb of Night Which Loyalty Commands me to unravell Besides to leave Antonio's Virtue toil'd Deluded by his friends Hypocrisy But that 's a Plot and I 'me a base Informer There 's my reward but Virtue pays it self Ant. Each word does swell my wonder Ric. Alberto's Actions must have some design But let Heaven be Judge of that not I. This fresh account of Horrour I 've receiv'd Antonio must know Yes 't is resolv'd Tho' for i● he call me undermining Traytor Yet I 'le respect my conscience not his words Ant. Each words a Thunderbolt and strikes me dead No double-meaning can be hid in this Ric. Who 's that my Lord Antonio Ant. The same Ric. How does your Lordship Ant. Why well I think Ricardo Ric Long may you be so Ant. I thank you Sir But good Ricardo If I may be so bold what were your thoughts Employ'd about Ric. 'T is an Imp●rtant bus'ness which I think of How virtue does decay in every age And in particular that Cordiall Friendship How Pylades's Examples are quite forgot And how the Sign of Gemini above 〈◊〉 ●opied ill by Mortalls here below Ant. The Consequence Ric. Therefore my Lord beware How you permit a seeming Friend to creep too close Le●t in the bottom there shou'd lurk an Adder Ant. Be plainer in your Counsell Ric. Yes too plain Too plain I fear for your repose Ant. Ha! my repose Ric. Yes so I said Your friend Alberto mark me well is false The Wounds he gave but seemingly he heal'd For they still rankle fester and eat the deeper And may in time destroy you Ant. Oh take heed You come not with your false deluding Beacons To warn my easy nature from the Sands That you may split my friendship on a Rock For if thou dost death hell and ruine And all their black attendants shall not save thee You have had the mask on long enough Therefore now unveil thy self Ricardo And show the villain in his native dye Ric. This I expected and therefore take my leave An honest man is never safe at Court Sir you may find flatterers enough To tell you what you wou'd believe not what you ought to know who 'l varni●h all your losses with a smile Nay make you think the Sun shines in a storm When thickest clouds do interpose their shade And when the heavens are all in mutiny rain fire Rain blood upon your better part your second self But he 's a fool who to convince another Whose looks speak hatred and his words proclaim it Will hazard both his person and his fame Such bigotted honour shall have no Prosolite of me Going Ant. Stay Sir for to secure that fame you prize so much It will concern you to inform me more Ric. Not when I know I shall not be believ'd Ant. Now by my Sword I 'le force it from your tongue And if thou prov'st not every word thou utterest I 'le hurl a heavier load of misery upon thee Than that which Atlas with his weighty Globe Does groan beneath Ric. How fond is Man and easy to beleive When words are daub'd with flattery and mask'd with Love But truth in its plain habit will not pass My Lord to shew how I despise your threats I 'le ease my conscience of the mighty Secret But arm your self against the fierce assault For horror dwells with every fatall word Ant. Why dost thou kill me with such cruell doubts Ric. I will no more the fair Astella Sir Ant. Astella Speak the very name 's a Charm Ric It must be Sir the name that 's all that 's left Ant. Ha! what of her Ric. Why she is murder'd base and barbarously murder'd Ant. Hell and confusion Ric. By her own Brother's orders murder'd Ant. Patience ye Gods oh give me patience heaven One moments patience and I 'le beg no more By all things Sacred in those fatall words Or one or both of us are doom'd to dye If they be false there 's something worse then death Nay if possible then Damnation shall sure attend thee If true then I 'me the Victim Ric. Hear the rest A rough hewn fellow Servant to Alberto Thus with a penitential look accosted me Sir by my Masters threats I 've been compell'd To Act a little piece of Villany But my ill-natur'd Conscience flying in my face I thought to ease it by Confession I slew a Lady whom ●e order'd me Veil'd in a Wood but that was nothing Sir Till I discover'd it to be Astella My old dead Masters only Daughter Ant. Furries and Devils tear the Barbarous Villain Oh I am all a burning Aetna her● within But if thou prov'st it I am satisfied Ric. Let the Revenge confirm it which I took Impatient Virtue forc'd me to the deed I slew him strait without as much as asking Where the untimely Sacrifice was laid Ant. Enough I am confirm'd she 's gone Oh Tyrant-friend was she a Subject for your rage Cou'd not those glorious rays from her fair eyes Melt down thy icy temper to compassion But I forget 't is I 'me her murderer And therefore thus will pay the cruell debt Offers to kill himself Ric. Hold hold my Lord Ric. hinders him Ant. Wilt thou again give edge to my suspitions By hindring me of my desir'd bliss Death doubly is my due The morning wheels to gloomy night again To give directions where I shou'd reside The Sun seems like a faint and beamless fire To warn the expiring Taper of my Life And all but you conspire to work my Joy Ric. By all that 's good I will not oppose it But yet you are not ripe enough for death Ant. Not when despair does call me hence Ric. Why no. Are you Italian born or some hot Frenchman Who when capricious fortune frowns upon him Strait punishes her crime upon himself At least since she does sit above our reach Let us revenge it on her instruments Ant. Touch not that string for it inflames my heart And kindles wild-fire in my troubl'd breast I wou'd not think upon the Villain more And therefore I wou'd cease to think at all Ric. 'T is wonderous well how will the censuring world Say Naples is a Den of Caniballs Where Paricide and murder is a sport And go unpunish't by the better sort By Mars your tameness does unspirit me But I 'le away and take revenge my self Since such