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The cruell brother A tragedy. As it was presented, at the priuate house, in the Blacke-Fryers: by His Maiesties Seruants.
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D'Avenant, William, Sir, 1606-1668.
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THE CRVELL BROTHER A Tragedy As it was presented at the priuate House in the Blacke-Fryers By His Maiesties Seruants LONDON Imprinted by A. M. for Iohn Waterson and are to bee solde at the signe of the Crowne in Pauls Church-yard 1630 TO THE RIGHT HONOVRABLE THE LORD WESTON LORD HIGH TREASVRER OF ENGLAND MY LORD I Should doe my inclination wrong to call this the first Testimony of my Zeale to your Lordshippe For I did neuer thinke the wonder or the prayse that I haue written iust vntill I found your Lordships Character in both and yet the age is growne vnworthy to receiue such truths therefore some were purposely conceal'd and this fit esteeme of your Lordship is chiefly left to delight Posterity I could vrge the dignitie of Drammatick-Poems but that were vainly to direct rather then wooe an acceptation Those errors your Lordshippes leasure shall vouchsafe to reade in this Tragedy are its originall Crimes hauing receiu'd no examination since the Birth and being aduised to correct it by a suruay I sayd I had study'd your Lordship and would not lessen the noble office of your Mercy This confidence I hope shall nothing preiudice Your Lordships humble Seruant WILLIAM D'AVENANT The Scene Italy The Persons of this Tragedy The DVKE Of Sienna LVCIO A Count FORESTE Creature to Lucio CASTRVCHIO A satyricall-Courtier COSIMO A Courtier and Cousen to Castruchio DORIDO A Gentleman Companion with both LOTHARIO A frantique young-Gallant BORACHIO A Rustick Tennant and Seruant to Lothario A MONKE A Sutor A GENTLEMAN A Sutor CORSA Sister to Foreste Wife to Lucio LVINNA Wife to Foreste DVARTE Woman to Corsa A BOY. Who Sings SERVANTS c. THE CRVELL BROTHER Actus Primus Scena Prima Enter FORESTE and LVCIO FOREST I must not be so rude as to beleeue That you my Lord can your affections set Vpon a Mayde so humble in her birth As she you name for regard of honour Doe not mock the sister of your seruant Lucio This way to madnesse leads teach not my heart Such modern Heraldry Let it dispose Of charitable thoughts with naturall eies Vnlimmited by customary forme Which gaine and nicetie haue made an Art Virtue not blood enobles vs and ernes Her atribute without hereditary helpe From ancestors O my deere Foreste Thy sister with such noble wealth is fraught That to be couetous for her appeares A holy sinne But thou art cruell growne Thy memory is sick The old effects That witnesse how I loue thy learned soule Are quite forgot Fores. Young Lord disclaime that thought Heare I Promulgate you my Patron are You found me in estate so poore so lowe That you were faine to stoope to lift me vp You are the Dukes Creature who doates by Art Who in his loue and kindnesse Method keepes He holdeth thus his Armes in fearefull care Not to bruse you with his deere embracements And what is she whose Virgin blood disdaines To quench your lawfull fire or whom the Duk Would not procure to climbe your Marriage be Vpon her Knees And shall I then Like to the treacherous Moone striue to eclips The Sunne that giues me light Shall I consent That she that tumbled in a Wombe with me Shall giue your Issue birth The royall Duke Would thanke me for such charitie My Lord Though you are wise you are but young Lucio Heart of Viper Sure Time hath lost his feathers from his Heeles Marke how slow he goes Shall I neere be olde That my designes may repute haue And credit in the World I doe not aske Thy Sister for my Whore but for my Wife Fores. Sir t' is already ioynd vnto my Creede For I would eate your Heart should it contriue A way in thought how to cheate my Sister Of her pure Chastitie I loue you so That I with care suppose She not deserues To be your Wife and so esteeme of her That she is much too good to be your Whore In this new Argument I am too bolde You know my duty well The Dukes abroad Though but the birth of day Goe Sir Enter Duke Castruchio Dorido Cosimo Page and Followers Duke My glorious Boy you are too vigilant The Sunne and you doe visite me at once This courtship is not safe You must not meete Your Louer with a Riuall glorious As your selfe Foreste welcome from Genoa How fares our Brother Cardinall Fores. In health and ease He badde me tell your Grace It was a deed of charitie to thinke Him worthy of this same great imployment And this letter he humbly recommends To your perusall Duke reads the Letter to himselfe Cast. How can it choose But choke the very Soule and bruse the Heart To thinke that such a giddy Snipe a Foole That meerely liues to disparage Nature Should creepe to this ambitious gouernment Still he rules the Ruler The Duke is Ward Vnto a Page whose Eie-browes weare more Beard Then doth his Chinne And there 's his Instrument A darke fellow that with disguised Lookes Could cheat an Hypocrite older then Time Dorid. I 'ue heard a better Character of both Such as to the young Count Witt and vallour giues Vnto Foreste honest Spirits Cast. Report is then become a Bawde to Luck Whom Fortune do henrich Fame doth flatter Duke Sure this tame Priest will make vs all Cowards We must a truce confirme with Genoa Well be it so Where now my noble Boy Shall I occasion finde to testifie That you deserue my loue by vertue of your owne In sickely times when Warre and ciuill Spleene Besiege the Heart with treacherous designes A friend shall find a cause to make him knowne But now in faire weather I neede not aske What Houell 's nere Lucio In this I dare discredite Fate They are not so wealthy in affliction With sorrow so well stor'd as could suffice To trie my sufferance in the behalfe Of you my Prince and still royall Master Duke Dar'st thou then die for me Heere make thy selfe a sacrifice to Fame Profers him a naked Ponyard Take it and I will be thy Chronicler Lucio It were Sir but ingratitude in me To lessen thus the number sanctifide Of your true friends Be you pleas'd to sheath it In that same part which you doe most abhorre Duke O Lucio thou art my Earewig now Creep'st in my eare to feast vpon my Braines When in my priuate graue I lye inclos'd More silent then my ruin'd Fame no tongue Shall pay his tribute to my memory But thine for thou art likely to suruiue Thy yeares are few but full of gratitude Come hye we to the Parke The sprightfull morne Giues motion wings and libertie to those Whom lamenesse stakes vnto the ground Cast. Royall dotard like tinder thou dost waste Thy forced fire to giue another light Whose sawcy flame will darken thine Monstrous Dorid. Why dost thou spend thy gall in secret thus A pox vpon 't turne thoughts to action Heauen knowes I had rather enrich my selfe Then enuy others wealth Imploy thy brayne Get the Dukes fist to