giu'd and bound Pria. Laocoon cease thy violence till we know From that poore Grecian what that Machine meanes Syn. Oh me of all on earth most miserable Whom neither Heauens will succour earth preserue Nor seas keepe safe I whom the Heauens dispise The Earth abandons and the Seas disdaine Where shal I shroud me whom but now the Greekes Threatned with vengeance and escap'd from them Falne now into the hands of Troians menacing death The world affoords no place to wretched Synon Of comfort for where ere I fixe my foote I tread vpon my graue the foure vast corners Of this large Vniuerse in all their roomes And spacious emptinesse will not affoord me My bodies length of rest where ere I flye Or stay or turne Death 's th' obiect of mine eye Pria. What art thou or whence com'st thou briefly speake Thou wretched man thou moou'st vs with thy teares Vnbind him souldiers Syn. Shall I deny my selfe to be of Greece Because I am brought Captiue into Troy No Synon cannot lye Heauen Earth and Sea From all which I am out-cast witnesse with me That Synon cannot lye thrice damn'd Vlisses The black-hair'd Pyrhus and horned Menelaus Grook-back'd Thersites luxurious Diomed And all the rable of detested Greekes I call to witnesse Synon cannot lye Could I haue oyl'd my tongue and cring'd my ham Suppled mine humble knee to croutch and bend Heau'd at my bonnet shrugg'd my shoulders thus Grin'd in their faces Synon then had stood Whom now this houre must stue in his own blood Aene. The perfect image of a wretched creature His speeches begge remorse Pria. Alas good man Shake off the timerous feare of seruile death Though 'mongst vs Troians and thy selfe a Greeke Thou art not now amongst thine enemies Thy life I le warrant onely let vs know What this Horse meanes Syn. Greece I renounce thee thou hast throwne me off Faire Troy◠am thy creature Now I le vnrip Vlisses craft my fatall enemy Who sold to death the Duke Palamides My Kinsman Troians though in garments torne Synon stands here yet is he nobly borne For that knowne murder did I haint his Tent With rayling menaces horrible exclaimes Many a blacke-saint of wishes oathes and curses Haue I sung at his window then demaunding Iustice of Agamemnon Diomed Duke Nestor with the other Lords of Greece For murder of the Prince Palamides And being denide it in my most vexation My bitter tongue spar'd not to barke at them For this I was obseru'd lookt through and through Ulisses braine had markt me for my tongue And fatted me for death by Calchas meanes He wrought so farre that I should haue bin offred Vnto the gods for sacrifice the Priest Lifting his hand aloft to strike me dead I lept downe from the Altar and so fled Pursuite and search was made but I lay safe In a thicke tuft of sedge till I was found By these your souldiers who thus brought me bound Pria. Thou now art free secur'd from all their tyrannys Now tell vs what 's the meaning of this Horse Why haue they left him here themselues being gon Syn. My new releas'd hands thus I heaue on hye Witnesse you gods that Synon cannot lye But as a new adopted Troian now By Priams grace I here protest by Ioue By these eternall fires that spangle Heauen The Alter and that sacrificing sword Beneath whose stroake I lay since my base Country Casts me away to death I am now borne A sonne of Troy not Hector whilst he liu'd More dammag'd Greece by his all wounding arme Then I by my discouery Well you know How the Greekes honour Pallas who incenst Because Vlisses the Palladium stole Out of her Temple and her Warders slew In rage she threatned ruine to all Greece Therefore to her hath Calchas built this Horse Greece pardon me and all my Countrey gods Be deafe to Synons tale and let it bee Henceforth forgot that I was borne in Greece Least times to come record what I reueale The blacke confusion of my Natiue weale Priam. And what 's that Synon Syn. Where left I at the Horse built of that size Lēast you should giue it entrance at your Gates For know should your rude hands dare to prophan This gift sacred to Pallas Rots and diseases Pests and infections shall depopulate you And in a small short season they returning Shal see thy subiects slain faire Troy bright burning I 'm euen with thee Vlisses and my breath Strikes all Greece home for my intended death Pria. Thankes Synon we shall bounteously reward thee Aene. And see my Leige to make good his report Laocoon he that with his Iauelin pierst This gift of Pallas round embrac'd with Snakes That winde their traines about his wounded wast And for his late presumption sting him dead Pria. We haue not seene so strange a prodigy Laocoon hath offended all the gods In his prophane attempt Syn. Then lend your helping hands To lift vp that Pallad an monument Into Troyes Citty Leauers Cables Cords Cho. It cannot enter through the Citty Gates Syn. Downe with the wals then Cho. These wals that ten yeares haue defended Troy For all their seruice shall wee ruine them Syn. But this shall not defend you for ten yeares But make your Towne impregnable for euer Pria. Downe with the wals then each man lend a hand Cho. I heare a noyse of Armour Aene. Ha what 's that Cho. I feare some treason in that Horse inclosed Nor will I lend an hand to hale him in Omnes Downe with the Wals Aene. And Troians now after your ten years toile Dayes battailes the fields trouble and nights watch This is the first of all your rest feast banquet ioy and play Pallas is ours the Greekes sayl'd hence away Pria. Here we release all Centries and commit Our broken wals to her Celestiall guard We will reward thee Synon the Greekes gone Priam may ◠est his age in his soft throne Exe. Syn. So so so Synon I hope shall warme his hands annon At a bright goodly bone-fire Here 's the Key Vnto this Machine by Epeus built Which hath already with his brazen brest Tilted Troies wall downe and annon being drunke With the best blood of Greece in dead of night Hauing surcharg'd his stomacke will spew out A thousand men in Armes sweet mid-night come I long to maske me in thy sable Wings That I may do some mischiefe and blacke deedes We shall haue rare sport admirable spoyle Cutting of throats with stabbing wounding killing Some dead a sleep and some halfe sleep halfe wakes Some dancing Antickes in their bloody shirts To which their wiues cries their infants shreeks Play musicke braue mirth pleasing harmony Then hauing spitt young children on our speares We 'le rost them at the scorching flames of Troy Flye swift you winged minutes till you catch That long-wisht houre of stilnes in which Troy Sleeps her last sleep made drunk with wine and ioy In the receiuing of this fatall Steede Sicke Troy this
Hel. Brother Hect By Ioue I am resolu'd Andro. Oh all yee gods Hect. Not all the diuells Could halfe torment me like these women tongues Pa. At my entreaty and for Hellens loue Leaue vs to beare the fortunes of this day Here 's Troilus and my selfe will make them sweare Ere the fight end there are two Hectors here Aene. Besides Aeneas and Deiphebus Young Margareton and a thousand more Sworne to set fire on all their Tents this day Then Hector for this once resolue to stay Hect. To horse then Paris do not linger time Pa. To horse come brother Troilus Hect. Watch Margareton if the youthfull Prince Venter beyond his strength let him haue rescue Troi. Hee shall be all our charge Pri. Hector let 's mount vpon the walls of Troy And thence surueigh the battaile Hect. Well bee 't so But if one Troian shall for succour cry I 'le leaue the walls and to his rescue flye Exit Enter Troilus and Diomed after an alarum Troi. King Diomed Dio. Cresids first loue Troi. Yes Diomed and her last I 'le liue to loue her when thy life is past Enter Menelaus both vpon Troilus Men. Hold Troian for no Greeke must be disarm'd Enter Paris Pa. Vnmanly odds King Menelaus turne Thy face this way 't is Troian Paris calls Men. Of all that breath I loue that Paris tongue When it shall call to Armes Now one shal downe Alarum Menelaus falls Par. Thou keep'st thy word for thou art downe indeed Yet by the sword of Paris shalt not dye I slew thy fame when I first stole thy Queene And therefore Spartan will now spare thy life Achilles Diomed Aiax one of three Were noble prise thou art no spoyle for mee Alarum Enter aboue Priam Hector Astianax Hecuba Hellen c. Below Achilles and Margareton Achil. If thou bee'st noble by thy blood and valour Tell mee if Hector bee in field this day Marg. Thy coniuration hath a double spell Hector is not in field but here I stand Thy warlike opposite Achi. Thou art young and weake retire and spare thy life Mar. I 'm Hectors brother none of Hectors blood Did euer yet retreite Achi. If Hectors friend Here must thy life and glory both haue end Achilles kils him Hec. Oh father see where Margareton lyes Your sonne my brother by Achilles slaine Pri. Thy brother Troylus will reuenge his death But Hector shall not mooue Hec. Troylus nor all the Troians in the field Can make their swords bite on Achilles shield 'T is none but Hector must reuenge his death Pri. But not this day Hect. Before the Sunne decline That terrour of the earth I 'le make deuine Exit from the wals Alarum Enter Hector beating before him Achilles Mermidons Hect. Thus flyes the dust before the Northern winds And turnes to Attoms dancing in the ayre So from the force of our victorious arme Flye armed squadrons of the boldest Greekes And mated at the terrour of our name So cleare the field before me no mans fauour'd The blood of three braue Princes in my rage I haue sacrific'd to Margaritons soule Aiax Oilaeus Aiax Telamon Merionus Menelaus Idomea Arch-dukes and Kings haue shrunke beneath this arme Besides a thousand Knights haue falne this day Beneath the fury of my pondrous blowes And not the least of my victorious spoyles Quiuer'd my Iauelin through the brawny thigh Of strong Achilles and I seeke him still Once more to tug with him my sword and breath Assist me still till one drop downe in death Enter Achilles with his guard of Mermidons Achi. Come cast your selues into a ring of terrour About this warlike Prince by whom I bleede Hec. What meanes the glory of the Grecian hoast Thus to besiege me with his Mermidons And keepe aloofe himselfe Achil. That shall my Launce In bloody letters text vpon thy breast For young Pagtroclus death for my dishonours For thousand spoyles and for that infinite wracke Our Army hath indur'd onely by thee Thy life must yeeld me satisfaction Hec. My life and welcome by Apolloes fire I neuer ventred blood with more content Then against thee Achilles come prepare Achil. For eminent death you of my warlike guard My Mermidons for slaughters most renown'd Now sworne to my designements your steele polaxes Fixe all at once and girt him round with wounds Hec. Dishonourable Greeke Hecter nere deale On base aduantage or euer life his sword Ouer a quaking foe but as a spoyle Vnworthy vs still left him to his feare Not on the man whom singly I struke downe Haue I redoubled blowes my valour still Opposde against a standing enemy Thee haue I twice vnhorst and when I might Haue slaine thee groueling left thee to the field Thine armour and thy shield impenetrable Wrought by the god of Lemnos in his forge By arte diuine with the whole world ingrauen I haue through pierc't and still it weares my skarres Forget not how last day euen in thy tent I feasted my good sword and might haue flung My bals of wild-fire round about your Fleete To haue sent vp your Greekish pride in flames Which would haue fixt a starre in that high Orbe To memorize to all succeeding times Our glories and your shames yet this I spar'd And shall I now be slayne by treachery Achi Tell him your answer on your weapons points Vpon him my braue souldiers Hec. Come you slaues Before I fall I le make some food forgiaues That gape to swallow cowards ceaze you dogges Vpon a Lyon with your armed phangs And bare me brauely where I touch I kill And where I fasten reare body from soule And soule from hope of rest all Greece shall know Blood must run wast in Hectors ouerthrow Alarum Hector fals slayne by the Mermidons then Achilles wounds him with his Launce Achi. Farwell the noblest spirit that ere breath'd In any terrene mansion Take vp his body And beare it to my Tent I le straight to horse And at his fetlockes to my greater glory I le dragge his mangled trunke that Grecians all May deafe the world with shouts at Hectors fall Enter Priam Aeneas Troilus Paris Pri. Blacke fate blacke day be neuer Kallendred Hereafter in the number of the yeare The Planets cease to worke the Spheares to mooue The Sunne in his meridian course to shine Perpetuall darknesse ouerwhelme the day In which is falne the pride of Asia Troi. Rot may that hand And euery ioynt drop peece-meale from his arme That tooke such base aduantage on a worthy Who all aduantage scorn'd Pa. Yet though his life they haue basely tane away His body we haue rescued mauger Greece And Paris I the meanest of Priams sonnes Haue made as many Mermidons weepe blood As had least finger in the VVorthies fall Pri. VVhat but his death could thus haue arm'd my hand Or drowne decreeped Priam to the field That starre is shot his luster quite ecclips'd And shall we now surrender Hellena Pa. Not till Achilles lye as dead as Hector And Aiax by
Pri. Degenerate Paris not old Priams sonne Thou neuer took'st thy treacherous blood from me Aia. How cheeres Achiles though thy too much pride Which held the heart of Aiax from thy loue He 'le be the formost to reuenge thy death Achil. Gramercy noble Aiax Agamemnon Ulisses Diomed I feele my strength Begins to fayle let me haue buriall And then to Armes reuenge Achilles death Or if proud Troy remayne inuincible To Lycomedes send to youthfull Pirhus My sonne begot on bright Dedamia And let him force his vengeance through the hearts Of these by whom his father was betray'd I faint may euery droppe of blood I shed Exhald by Phaebus putrifie the ayre That euery soule in Asia that drawes breath May poysoned dye for great Achilles death Aga. He 's dead the pride of all our Grecian army Vlyss. Will Priam let vs beare his body hence Par. Yes and not drag it 'bout the wals of Troy As hee did Hectors basely Pri. Take it withall truce time to bury it Aga. Come Princes on your shoulders beare him then Brauest of souldiers and the best of men They beare him off And to Priam enter Aeneas Aene. Where 's mighty Priam Pri. What 's the newes Aeneas Aene. Such as will make your highnes doff your age And be as youthfull spirited as the Spring Penthisilea Queene of Amazons With mighty troopes of Virgin warriers Gallant Veragoes for the loue of Hector And to reuenge his death are entred Troy May it please you to receiue the Scithean Queene Pri. What Troy can yeeld or Priam can expresse The Amazonian Princesse shall pertake Come Hecuba and Ladies let 's prepare To bid her friendly welcome to this warre Explicit Actus quartus Actus Quintus Scoena prima Enter Thersites with Souldiers bringing in a table with chayres and stooles plac'd about it Ther. Come come spread spread vp with the pulpets straight Seates for the Iudges all the Kings of Greece Why when you lazy drudges Is this place For a whole Iury royall where 's the Armour The prize for which the crafty Fex Vlisses And mad Bull Aiax must this day contend What is all ready rare world when insteade Of smooth tong'd Lawyers Souldiers now must pleade Loud Musicke Enter all the Kings of Greece the Armour of Achilles borne betwixt Vlysses and Aiax and plac'd vpon the table the Princes seate themselues a chayre is plac'd as eyther end of the Stage the one for Aiax the other for Vlysses Aga. This Sessions valiant Duke of Salamine And King of Ithaca was cald for you Since great Achilles armour is the prise Due to the worthier heere before these Kings And in the face of all the multitude You are appoynted for your seuerall pleaes That prince who to these armes can prooue most right Shall weare his purchase in the armies sight Aia. If to the worthiest they belong to mee Could you select 'mongst all this throng of Princes None worthier then Vlisses to contend VVith Aiax and in viewe of all our Nauy Of all these tall ships gilt with Hectors flames VVhich when Vlisses fled into his tent I I extinguisht these twelue hundred ships I sau'd at once deseru'd Achilles armes Laertes sonne may thinke it grace enough That though hee misse his ayme hee may be sayd To haue stroue with Aiax Aiax who excels As much in armes as hee in eloquence My hands performe more then his tong can speake Act more then hee can talke were I lesse valiant And had but halfe my vigour like him weake My royall birth would for this armour speake Duke Telamon that in the Argoe sayl'd To Calchos and in Isliums second sacke First rear'd Alcides colours on the VVals My father was His father Eacus On of the three that iudge infernall soules And Eacus was sonne to Iupiter Thus am I third from Ioue besides Achilles By marriage was my brother and I craue Since hee is dead my brothers armes to haue VVhat hath Vlisses with our Kin to doe Beeing a stranger not of Peleus blood Graue Heroes if not honour prize my merit I pleade both worth and blood these armes to inherit Mene. Beleeue me two sound pleas on Aiax part I feare the prize will bee conferr'd on him Dio. His arguments are maximes and sound proofes To winne him way into the souldiers hearts Agam. Let him proceede Aia Because I hasted to the siege of Troy When hee feign'd madnes must hee weare these armes When in the Phalanx with old Nestor charging Thou at the name of Hector fledst the fielde And left the good old man incompast round Calling aloud Vlisses Vlisses stay The more hee cry'd the more thou mad'st thy way Prince Diomed you saw it and vpbrayded This Ithacans base flight but see Heauens Iustice Old Nestor scapt great Hector was not there But meetes Vlisses as hee fled from Hector Hee that but late denide helpe now wants helpe For at the sight of Hector downe he fals And cryes aloud for ayde I came and saw thee Quaking with terrour vnder Hectors arme The pondrous blow I tooke vpon my Targe And as the least of all my noble deedes Sau'd these faint limbes from slaughter which now sue To don these glorious armes nor doe I blame thee For fearing Hector what is hee of Greece That sauing Aiax quakt not at his name Yet did I meete that Hector guil'd in blood Of Grecian Princes fought with him so long Till all the hoast deaft with our horrid stroakes Begirt vs with amazement wilt thou know My honour in this combate it was this I was not conquered if thou still contendest Imagine but that field the Time the foes Hector aliue thee quaking at his feete And Aiax interposing his broad shield 'Twixt death and thee and thou the armes must yeeld Diom. What can the wise Vlisses say to this Aiax preuailes much with the multitude The generall murmur doth accord with him Men. I euer thought the sonne of Telamon Did better merit th' Achillean Armes Then the Dulichian King Agam. Forbeare to censure Till both be fully heard Aiax Me thinkes graue Heroes you should seeke an Aiax To weare these Armes not let these Armes be sought By Aiax what hath slye Vlisses done To counteruaile my acts kild vnarm'd Rhesus And set on sleepie Dolon in the night Stolne the Palladium from the Troian Fane Oh braue exploits nor hast thou these perform'd Without the helpe of warlike Diomed So you betwixt you should deuide these spoyles Alas thou knowst not what thou seekst fond man Thou that fightst all by craft and in the night The radiant splendor of this burnisht Helme Shining in darknesse as the Sun by day Thy theeuish spoyles and ambush would betray Thy politicke head 's too weake to beare this caske This massie Helme thou canst not mount his Speare His warlike shield that beares the world ingrauen Will tire thine arme foole thou dost aske a Speare A shield a caske thou hast not strength to weare Now if these Kings or the
attend my Cup Charon the Ferri-man of Hell shall bee My Ganimed Pil. The Prince is sure distracted Ceth. New proiect still for me Orest. I 'le haue a guard of Furies which shall light mee Vnto my nuptiall bed with funerall Teades The fatall sisters shall my hand-maides bee And waite vpon the faire Hermione Ceth. Hermione shee is betroth'd to Pyrhus And mourning for your absence all the way Vnto the Temple shee will strowe with teares Orest. Ha Pyrhus rape my deare Hermione Hee that shall dare to interpose my purpose Or crosse mee in mine Hymineall rights I 'le make him lie as flat on the cold earth As doth this hound Egistus Ceth. And I would so Orest. Would Nay I will his father woare a smocks And in that shape rap't Deiadamia Hee shall not vse my Loue so oh my Mother Friend take that obiect hence Ceth. But you Hermione Orest. My hand 's yet deepe in blood but to the wrist It shall shall be to the elbowe gods nor men Angels nor Furies shall my rage withstand Not the graue Honour of th' assembled Kings Not Reuerence of the Altar nor the Priest No superstition shall my fury slay Till Pyrhus from the earth be swept away Exit Ceth. Pillades attend your friend Pil. Hee 's all my charge My life and his are twinnes Ceth. Their mines are countermin'd Cethus thy fall Is either plotted or to blowe vp all Exit Enter Synon and Thersites Syn. My head akes brother Ther. What a batchiler And troubled with the Spartan Kings disease Syn. No there 's a wedding breeding in my braine Pyrhus the Bride-groome thou strange creature woman To what may I compare thee Ther. Canst thou deuise ought bad inough Syn. T is sayd they looke like Angels and of light But for the most part such light Angels prooue Ten hundred thousand of their honesties Will scarce weigh eleauen Dragmaes Ther. Clitemnestra And Hellen for example Syn. Young Hermione Hath face from both Ther. The sharpe shrewes nose they hate hereditary Syn. Thersites I commend that fellowes wit Proffred a wife young beautifull and rich Onely one fault she had she wanted braine Who answered in a creature of that sexe I nere desire more wisedome then to know Her husbands bed from anothers Ther. I commend him But t is not in th' Atrides family To finde out such a woman An Altar set foorth Enter Pyrhus Lending Hermione as a bride Menelaus Vlisses Diomed. A great trayne Pyrhus and Hermione kneele at the altar Syn. See now the sacred nuptiall rights proceede The Priests prepare the Alter Fyr. Hymen to whom my vowes I consecrate As all my loue To thee Hermione Whom in the presence of these Argiue Kings I heare contract be thou auspitious to vs This flamming substitute to Saturnes sonne Within whose sacred Temple wee are rooft And before all these high Celestiall gods And goddesses in whose eyes now we kneele Especially you Iuno Queene of marriage And faire Lucina who haue child-births charge Your fauours I inuoake Let your chast fires Drye vp this Virgins teares make her so fruitefull That in her issue great Achilles name And fame withall may liue eternally Proceede Priest to your other Ceremonies Enter Orestes Cethes and Pilades with the guard all their weapons drawne Orestes 〈◊〉 at Pyrhus Orest. Priam before the holy Alter fell Before the Alter bid thy life farwell Rescue Hermione Pyr. Achilles sonne Cannot reuengelesse dye then witnesse all Blood must flow high where such great Princes fal Pil. Orestes is in danger Mene. Saue Prince Pyrhus Cethus whispers with Diomed Ceth. This plot was layd Both for your life and Kingdome Dio. Menelaus shall neuer beare it so Vlys. Fy Thersites Thy sword against me Ther. Curse vpon all whoores A confused scuffle in which Orestes kils Pyrhus Pyrhus Orestes Cethus wounds Pillades Diomed Menelaus Vlisses Thersites c. All fall dead sane Vlisses who beareth thence Hermione which done Cethus riseth vp from the dead bodies and speakes Ceth. What all asleepe and are these gossiping tongues That boasted nought save Warre and Victory Now mute and silent Oh thou vgly rogue Where 's now thy rayling and thou parracide Thy madnesse is now tam'd thou need'st no chaines To bring thee to thy wits darknesse hath don 't This Diomed who dar'd to encounter Mars And sayd to wound faire Venus in the hand Where 's your valour now Aegiale Vnlesse as some say she be better stor'd Is like to lye without a bed-fellow Rise Pillades and helpe to awake thy friend What doth your friendship sleepe now Menelaus Hellen's with a new sweete-heart i th' next roome Wilt thou be still a Cuckold winke at errors As pandors do and wittoles Cethus now Be crown'd in Hystory for a reuenge Which in the former World wants president Methinks as when the Giants warr'd 'gainst heauen And dar'd for primacy with Ioue himselfe Hee darting 'gainst their mountaines thunder-boles Which shattred them to peeces the warre done I like the great Olimpicke Iupiter Walke ore my ruines tread vpon my spoyles With maiesty I pace vpon this floore Pan'd with the trunkes of Kings and Potentates For what lesle could haue sated my reuenge This arch-rogue falne amongst them he whose eies Had the preposterous vertue to fire Troy Now is thy blacke soule for thy periuries Swimming in red damnation Synon who had before counterfeited death riseth vp and answereth Syn. Sir not yet All pollicies liue not in Cethus brayne Synon hath share and know if thou hast craft I haue reseru'd some cunning see my body Free and vntoucht from wounds Ceth. Speake shall we then Diuide these dead betwixt vs and both liue Syn. If two Sunnes cannot shine within one spheare Then why should two arch-villaines thou hast discouered Projects almost beyond me and for which I haue ingrost a mortall enuy here I will be sole or none Ceth. Cease then to be That I may liue without Competitor Cause Synons name be rac'd out of the World And onely mine remembred Syn. Thine's but frailty My fame shall be immortall made more glorious In treading vpon thee as thou on these Stoope thou my Vnderling Ceth. I still shall stand They fight and kill one another Rooted Syn. And yet cut downe by Synons hand Ceth. I now am dust like these Syn. One single fight Ends him who millions ruin'd in one night Enter Hellena Electra and Hermione Her Can you behold this slaughter Hel. Yes and dye At sight of it for why should Hellen liue Hellen the cause of all these Princes deaths Cease to lament reach me my Glasse Hermione Sweete Orphant do thy father 's dead already Nor will the fates lend thee a mother long Enter Hermione with a looking glasse then exit Thankes and so leaue me Was this wrinkled fore-head When 't was at best worth halfe so many liues Where is that beauty liues it in this face Which hath set two parts of the World at warre Beene ruine of the Asian Monarchy And almost this of Europe this the beauty That launch'd a thousand ships from Aulis gulfe In such a poore repurchase now decayde See fayre ones what a little Time can doe Who that considers when a seede is sowne How long it is ere it appeare from th' earth Then ere it stalke and after ere it blade Next ere it spread in leaues then bud then flower What care in watring and in weeding tooke Yet crop it to our vse the beauties done And smel they scarse last betwixt Sunne and Sunne Then why should these my blastings still suruiue Such royall ruines or I longer liue Then to be termed Hellen the beautifull I am growne old and Death is ages due When Courtiers sooth our glasses will tell true My beauty made me pittied and still lou'd But that decay'd the worlds assured hate Is all my dowre then Hellen yeeld to fate Here 's that my soule and body must diuide The guerdon of Adultery Lust and Pride Shee strangles her selfe Enter Ulysses Vlys. In thee they are punisht of all these Princes And infinite numbers that opposed Troy And came in Hellens quarrell saue my selfe Not one suruiues thankes to the immortall powers And I am purposde now to acquire by Sea My Kingdome and my deare Penelope And since I am the man soly reseru'd Accept me for the Authors Epilogue If hee haue beene two bloody t is the Story Truth claimes excuse and seekes no farther glory Or if you thinke he hath done your patience wrong In teadious Sceanes by keeping you so long Much matter in few words hee bad me say Are hard to expresse that lengthned out his Play Explicit Actus quintus Here ends the whole History of the destruction of Troy