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A59968 Henry the Third of France, stabb'd by a fryer, with the fall of the Guise a tragedy acted at the Theatre-Royal / by Thomas Shipman. Shipman, Thomas, 1632-1680. 1678 (1678) Wing S3441; ESTC R11164 51,437 94

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The Scene Blois remov'd at th'Fourth Act to the Camp at St. Clou before Paris TO THE Most Illustrious Prince IAMES Duke of Monmouth and Buckleugh and General of His Majesties Armies Knight of the most Noble Order of the Garter and One of His Majesties most honourable Privy Council c. WHen Wars were rumour'd or great Dangers near Mars then was sought his Temples crowded were From You great Sir and from your Flaming Blade Our Eden boasts her Glory and her Aid Not Eden only with your beams you gild But like the Sun-shine upon ev'ry Field 'T is duty then our Lawrels we should bring As Off●rings to the Pow'r that makes them spring They ' mplore great Sir your influence and your aid Lawrels themselves of Thunder not afraid Were Muses mortal Halters might 'em fright From speaking truth as some from acting right 'T is vain to fear th' effects of Iesuits rage If You great Sir vouchsafe your Patronage What Gen'ral e'r began with more renown At once to guard the Myter and the Crown Charls is our Iove in 's Conduct blest we are And Monmouth is his Thunderbolt of War Witness the French at Mastricht who with shame Kindled their Valours at his gen'rous Flame You were the ruling Genius of the Field Their empty veins your Spirits only fill'd You taught 'em how to Conquer rais'd their Name 'T was You advanc't their Trophies lent 'em Fame Which on a brave Design you did bestow That is to make them fit to be your Foe Rais'd by your Acts at higher things they aim To follow Monmouth is the Road to Fame Europe at their successful Arms amaz'd Lookt pale and all its trembling Princes gaz'd On Brittain's mighty Monarch fixt their Eyes Whose greater puissance did 'em more surprize For English Conquests swiftly'r might advance Since England more than once had Conquer'd France But then rememb'ring Charls as Iust as Great His Help as their last refuge they intreat Mons is besieg'd and ready to be ta'n Monmouth being absent other hopes were vain At your approach the Gallic flame expires Thus does the Sun put out the weaker Fires Your very Name did weary'd Mons release Made the French fly and truckle to a Peace Swift as the Lightning and as piercing too Iove thus on 's Eagle at the Gyants flew The Ancient Romans did some fear betray To pinion Victory and force her stay She like their Conqu'ring Eagle courts your Hand And will kill surer by your Conduct mann'd What e'r she ●●ies at must your Quarry be Who can resi●● Monmouth and Victory The fiery Mars is pow'rful in his Sphear Yet loses Virtue when concern'd elsewhere Our Mars a gen'ral influence can afford There is his Sphear where e'r he draws his Sword In such exploits Caesar was never skill'd First to teach France to Conquer then to Yield Thus AEolus with his impetuous Bands Charging the Lybian Desarts drives the Sands Into a Mountain which his Trophy stands 'Till changing sides He rallies in the Air His Troops and then Commands to sound to War The lofty Pageant tumbles to the ground And 's Trophy now is in it's ruines found By your Graces most humble and most Devoted Servant Novemb. 1678. Thomas Shipman Henry the Third OF FRANCE ACT. I. SCENE I. The Court at Blois Enter Guise Cardinal Pericart Guise WHat shall the Providence of our Fate be vain In being sprung fro' th' blood of Charlemain Shall those rich streams like Iordan's silver floud Be lost i' th' dull Sea of Hugh Capets blood Shall th' Name of Valois flourish o'r Lorrain Our Golden Lillies wither with disdain No! tho in azure Field so long they stood I 'l drown their splendors first in fields of blood Car. This resolution 's brave and nobly flies Unto a pitch worthy the Name of Guise Nor does our Princely House derive its fame As this was all from Charlemains great name No we have other boasts as just and fair Since from great Clovis we descended are Clovis the first of all our ancient Kings Who made the Roman Eagles droop their wings He who the Monarchy of Gaul did found And with the sacred Cross the Lillies crown'd Per. Eleven of 'em Kings from Charlemain Of whom five did the Western Empire gain Charles of Lorrain the last of that great Race Outed by Capet who usurpt the place Car. Yet Heav'n reveng'd our wrongs as witness bear The English Lions who so oft did tear Our Lillies from their stems and did advance Their Ensigns on our Walls and conquer'd France Guise Look but how judgement prosecutes them still What England once has done again she will That British Harpy who robs all the gain And watches o'r the golden Mines of Spain Whose Canvas wings about the World have flown As by that charm she 'd circle in her own A Virgin Who her neighb'ring Kings outbraves Scorning to match with her intended Slaves This Heretick this Woman dares combine Against our League and with Navar does joyn She flatters him and fools the King t' advance Her swelling hopes in captivating France Car. Yet see how Heav'n our great designments mind In this rare Providence just now design'd Th' invincible Armada for us waits And domineers now in the British Streights To conquer that small Island will be more Than the new World the Spaniard gain'd before Guise And conquer'd it must be This Navy vast Seven dayes ago near unto Calais past When it was first presented to my eyes As up the briny Convex it did rise Methought it seem'd just as the World did peep When first it rose fro' th' bottom of the Deep The Waves o'r burden'd with the Ships they bore Fled from the weight and panted on the shore Car. When this Elizabeth's no more a Queen Navar has not one hope to step between Him and his ruin for when Heav'n's so just To make the Valois fall as fall he must The Hollander dares
the main Scene from Blois to St. Clou. But had I confin'd the Story to either of those Places alone the death of the King or Guise might have been left out contrary to my original design After all this Sir I crave leave to reflect a little upon the very Rhime it self All Subjects of weight or such as most int'rest the Passions ought as I take it to be exprest with a gravity and in few words Thus the Greek and Latine Tragedians nay and Philosophers too accustomed themselves to short Periods But their Measures necessarily being inconstant therefore to make 'em suitable to several occasions AEschilus and next after him Sophocles when they brought the Stage to represent the Story more naturally by introducing Actors and Scenes they bethought themselves of a reformation and dispos'd their Speeches into lines of more certain Measures to make them more grateful to the Audience Let any man suppose a representation of some considerable length to be perform'd in short sentences and of unequal cadences one cannot fancy any thing to be more wearisome But when it runs in equal Measures neither so at length to stretch the sinews of Discourse and Fancy as upon a Rack nor so short as to cramp 'em but sizable both to the speaker and hearer it must needs advance the satisfaction of both Parties together with the reputation of the Poet. The Greek then and the Latine Tragedians for I have nothing to say to those of France and Italy mostly wrote in measur'd Verse For Rhime never reacht them 'till in a barbarous Monkish Age which became soon weary of it as unnatural to the Ideom and destructive of their native Elegance But from the earli'st dawnings of knowledge our Bards and Druids had their Genealogies and Songs of Victory in Rhime as not only natural but quickning the spirit of their Language and we have continu'd it with competent success For I refer it to any ingenious rational person that can write or Iudge what briskness is infused into any fit Subject by a well ordered and an unforc'd Rhime It is true that one mans Prose exceeds another mans Verse but suppose both those Talents to be equal in one and the same person I dare say his Verse as to sweetness and charms will be much more agreeable than his Prose I speak all this as to the content of the Ear and Fancy upon the Stage I am not to answer here for bald Rhimes that serve only to make bad sense worse I speak of easie smooth Rhime in Verse such as exalts Sense and makes it Rapture nay I 'm perswaded Oratory as well as Poetry has a greater force upon our affections when the periods contain a certain Measure or at least when two or three of the closes have some affinity of sound I never had it try'd but may be 't is worth the while to do it whether those Orators that most please make it not their Care to come off with a grateful Harmony in the Close These are the Charms like those of natural Magick that work unknown either to the Speaker or Hearer yet gain far more attention to one man than to another This is only to offer at some proof that a Paper of verses in Rhime where the Conceit is new the humour Surprizing and the Penning Elegant must needs take more in the repetition then any studied Prose And a Speech on the Stage be its Concerns what it will must be far more harmonious and pleasing in Rhime and more congenial to the Soul Miltons Paradice is a work noble strong and fanciful but had his humour of contradiction soften'd it into his own sweet Rhime what a Poem had it been but I dare not venture further upon this Subject since that learn'd and facetious Gentleman Mr. Rymer has promis'd the undertaking from whose curious and able hand I expect it with the impatience of a longing Woman and indeed I 'm abundantly pleas'd to find my perswasions strengthen'd by so Potent an Ally And the more when I hear some are Fugitives to their own perswasions but inconstancy being the Running gout of the Soul and natural to some persons both in their thinking and writing I shall not say more of 'em but that 't is torment enough to groan out their remaining years in a helpless distemper And now Sir I intend your ease in dismissing this Subject which I assure you was impos'd on me first in discourse and then I was desired to set it down at a venture what ever it be I shall rather leave it to your better judgement than pretend to dispute it altho without all controversie I am SIR Your very humble Servant Thomas Shipman THE PROLOGUE Intended and Part spoken by Mr. Hart. YOu 're not t' expect to day the modists sport Affronting either City or the Court Our Poet 's mannerly and cautious too And neither will abuse himself or you Faith both are needless since they 're done each day By you who judge and he who writes a Play The sacred thirst for Bayes and Fame is gone And Poetry now turns Extortion Nay worse Stage-Poetry seduces more Than Wine or Women ever did before Gain'd by its Charms hither the Wits resort The Stage robs both the Pulpit and the Court The other Sex too are stark rhiming mad Ev'n from the Lady to the Chamber Maid Nor do these Charms in the North Country fail But took our Poet both from Hounds and Ale His Scenes such as they are in France are laid Where you may see the ancient English Trade Either in beating France or giving aid Such vertue reign'd then in our Smiles or frowns Those did defend as these could conquer Crowns These Miracles were in Eliza's reign Whose left hand France and Holland did sustain And whose right hand both baffled Rome and Spain Whilst England only could the World subdue Nay found a new one out and reign'd there too Iudge then what now Great Britanny may do Since now her Helm a greater Prince does guide Who has th' advantage of his Sex beside Tho here our Poet rather would make known His country's reputation than his own Yet he may chance by Criticks to be hist As he intrencht upon the Casuist But he no Controversies sets on foot And thinks't were better if none else would do 't Nor tells you which Religion he is on May be like some of you he is of none If this prove true He must the Statesman move Then for the Ladies he has Scenes of Love And here Gallants are fighting Scenes for you Nay here is Huffing for you Hectors too What the Pox Gentlemen would you have more Y' are cloy'd sure with the Atheist and the Whore ERRATA IN pag. 2 line 33. read bosome p. 10. l. 6. that belongs p. 11. l. 32. dele our p. 17. l. 8. Sir l. 15. respects l. 23 let us l. 26. Spirits p. 23. l. 14. he p. 24. l. 34. dele to p. 28. l. 16. you 'l love p. 30.