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A00979
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Sicelides a piscatory, as it hath beene acted in Kings Colledge, in Cambridge.
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Fletcher, Phineas, 1582-1650.
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1631
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STC 11083; ESTC S102382
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his pious death Restor'd him vp againe to aire and breath Briefly those two his seruants not regarding Dicaeus threatning voyce and iust awarding With him tooke vp his guilt and to a shippe That rides in the hauen safe conuayd him there They left him now reuiu'd themselues were taken And as the law commands were doom'd to suffer The death of slaues both to be strongly bound And in those hils left to the greedy Cyclops And now the stay is onely in Dicaeus At whose returne they suffer iust they dye Who loue their master more then equity Cos. O lawlesse loue this soule offence Which when it prosperd pleasd my rauish't sence With what a drie aspect what horrid sight Now done it fils my soule with guilty fright Who ere thou art if in true spotlesse brest Thy vndefiled thoughts doe quiet rest Wake them not and let no blood-hound with thee dwell These murthering thoughts are like the mouth of hell Into whose yawning 't is more easie neuer To fall then falne to cease from falling euer Enter Pas. Pas. Nomicus thou now mayst let thy prisoners free Thalander to Olinda now reuiu'd Perindus to Glaucilla are to be married And all are brought along with singing Hymen the shores Hymen the ecchoes ringing Nomicus seest thou this Nymph ah couldst thou thinke That treason enuy murder spight and hell All hell it selfe in such a heauen could dwell This is the knot of all these sorrowes Cosma If not for shame why yet for spight or fashion For womans fashion let some teares bee spilt A sea of weeping will not wash thy guilt Nom. Great nature that hast made a stone descry Twixt meaner natures checking baser metalls Which proudly counterfeit the purer gold Why hast thou left the soule of man no touch-stone To iudge dissemblance and descry proud vice Which with false colours seemes more vertuous Then vertues selfe like to some cunning workeman Who frames a shape in such a forme of stature That oft he excells by imitating nature He that should looke vpon this Nymphs sweete eye Would vow 't a temple sworne to purity Pas. If murder rest in such a louely grace Here do I vow neuer to trust a face Shall I call backe your Prisoners Nom. Prethee doe Our nets boates oares and hookes shall now goe play For heauen hath sworne to make this holy day Scen. 6. Enter Dicaeus Tyrinthus Thalander Olinda Perindus Glaucillae Alcippus Chorus Song Hymen Hymen come safe on Hymen That I loue for euer constant stands Where hearts are tied before the hands Where faire vertue marries beauty And affection pleads for duty Hymen Hymen come safe on Hymen Al. You honourd paire of fishers see where your loue So full of constant triall now hath brought you See blessed soules through so many teares Turnings despaires impossibilities Your loue is now most safe arriu'd Thalander Is this the Nymph whom heauen and angry hell Her cold desires and colder death it selfe Would haue deuoured from thy deseruing loue Thalander these hands are thine that heauenly face Those starrie eyes those roses and that grace Those corrall lips and that vnknowne brest And all the hidden riches of the rest They all are thine thine is the faire Olinda Yet thou as thou wast wont all sad and heauy Tha. Blame me not friend for yet I seeme forsaken And doubt I sleepe and feare still to be waken Enter Pas with Cancrone and Scrocca Cos. Now is the time of pardon Ye happie maids Your loue in spight of all tempestuous seas Is safe arriu'd and harbors in his ease And all those stormes haue got but this at last To sweeten present ioyes with sorrowes past Blessed Olinda thou hast got a loue Equall to heauen and next to highest Ioue Glaucilla thy losse thou now dost full recouer Ah you haue found too seldome found a louer Then doe not her too rigorously reproue For louing those whom you yet better loue Olin. For vs we iudge not of your hard intent But reckon your ioyes fatall instrument Dicae. Yet this her penance Cosma marke thy censure Whom most thou shouldest loue thou shalt loue neuer Dote thou on dotards they shall hold thee euer The best and wisest neuer shall respect thee Thou onely fooles fooles onely shall affect thee Loose now those prisoners so forward to the temple Exit Chorus Can. Ha braue Iudge now Mistris mine I must confesse Cos. This charme begins to worke already I loue this foole and doate vpon him more Then euer vpon any man before Well I must be content thus to be curst And yet of louers fooles are not the worst For howsoeuer boyes doe hoote and flout them The best and wisest oft haue fooles about them Can. I and many a fooles bable too I warrant them Sweete heart shall we goe to bedde Cos. What in the morning Can. Morning t is night Cos. Thou art a foole indeede seest not the sunne Can. Why that 's a candle or the moone I prethee let 's goe to bed Cos. Content no time vnfit for play Loue knowes no difference twixt night and day Can. Nay all the play 's done gentles you may goe I haue another play within to doe Riddle me Riddle me what 's that My play is worke enough my worke is play I see to worke i' th' night and rest 'i th' day Since then my play and worke is all but one Well may my play begin now yours is done Exeunt EPILOGVS AS in a Feast so in a Comedy Two sences must be pleasd in both the eye In feasts the eye and taste must be inuited In Comedies the eye and eare delighted And he that onely seekes to please but eyther While both he doth not please he pleaseth neyther What euer feast could euery guest content When as t' each man each taste is different But lesse a Scene where nought but as 't is newer Can please where guests are more and dishes fewer Yet in this thought this thought the Author easd Who once made all all rules all neuer pleasd Faine would we please the best if not the many And sooner will the best be pleasd then any Our rest we set in pleasing of the best So wish we you what you may giue vs Rest FINIS While Rimbombo reaches for his staffe Cancrone leapes on 's backe and lies on the ground