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A36641
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Love triumphant, or, Nature will prevail a tragi-comedy as it is acted at the Theatre-Royal by Their Majesties servants / written by Mr. Dryden.
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Dryden, John, 1631-1700.
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1694
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down his Head Forc'd at the last my shameful pain I tell Victo No more We know our mutual Love too well Both look up and meet each others Eyes Alph. Two Lines in reading had escap'd my sight Shall I go back and do the Poet right Victo Already we have read too far I fear But read no more than Modesty may bear Alphonso reading For I lov'd too and knowing not my wound A secret Pleasure in thy Kisses found He offers to kiss her and she turns her Head away May we not represent the Kiss we read Victo Alphonso no Brother I shou'd have said Alphonso reading again When half denying more than half content Embraces warm'd me to a full Consent Then with tumultuous Joys my Heart did beat And Guilt that made 'em Anxious made 'em Great She snatches the Book and throws it down then rises and walks he rises also Victo Incendiary Book Polluted Flame Dare not to tempt the Chast Victoria's Fame I love perhaps more than a Sister shou'd And Nature prompts but Heav'n restrains my Blood Heav'n was unkind to set so strict a Bound And Love wou'd struggle to forbidden Ground Oh let us gain a Parthian Victory Our only way to conquer is to fly Alph. No more Victoria tho my Love aspires More high than yours and fiercer are my Fires I cannot bear your looks new Flames arise From ev'ry Glance and kindle from your Eyes Pure are the Beams which from those Suns you dart But gather blackness from my sooty Heart Then let us each with hasty steps remove Nor spread Contagion where we meant but Love Victo Hear Heav'n and Earth and witness to my Vows And Love thou greatest Power that Nature knows This Heart Alphonso shall be firmly thine This Hand shall never with another joyn Or if by force my Father makes me wed Then Death shall be the Bridegroom of my Bed Now let us both our shares of Sorrow take And both be wretched for each others sake Alph. By those relentless powerâ— that rule the Skies And by a greater Power Victoria's Eyes No Love but yours shall touch Alphonso's Heart Nor Time nor Death my vow'd Affections part Nor shall my hated Rival live to see That hour which envious Fate denies to me Now seal we both our Vows with one dear Kiss Victo No 't is a hot and an incestuous Bliss Let both be satisfi'd with what we swore I dare not give it lest I give you more Exit Victoria looking back on him and he gazing on her Alph. Oh Raging Impious and yet hopeless Fire Not daring to possess what I desire Condemn'd to suffer what I cannot bear Tortur'd with Love and Furious with Despair Of all the Pains which wretched Mortals prove The fewest Remedies belong to Love But ours has none for if we shou'd enjoy Our fatal Cure must both of us destroy Oh Dear Victoria cause of all my Pain Oh Dear Victoria whom I wou'd not gain Victoria for whose sake I wou'd survive Victoria for whose sake I dare not live Enter Garcia with Attendants The two Princes salute but Alphonso very coldly Garci I come to shew my grief for your Distemper For if my Noble Brother saw my Heart There shou'd you find a Plain a Holy Friendship Unmixt with Interest equally partaking Of what affects you both of good and ill Alphon. I thank you but my Malady increases At your approach I have no more to say But wish you better health than I can boast And to my self a lonely Privacy Garci I find I am not welcome to your sight But know not from what cause Alphon. angrily My surest Remedy is in your absence 'T is hard my Lodgings cannot be my own But importun'd with Visits undesir'd And therefore I must tell you troublesom Garci 'T is an odd way of entertaining Friends But since I find you discompos'd with sickness That shall excuse your Humours where I go I hope for better Welcome Alphon. Sir I must ask whom you pretend to visit Garci My Mistress Prince Alphon. Your Mistress who 's that Mistress Garci What need I name Victoria Alphon. Who my Sister Garci Whom else cou'd you imagine Alphon. Any other Garci And why not her Alphon. Because I know not if she will admit you Garci Her Father has allow'd it Alph. But not she Or if both have yet my consent is wanting You take upon you in a Foreign Kingdom As if you were at home in your Navarre Garci And you methinks As if you had no Father or no King Farewell I will not stay Alphon. You shall not go Thus as I am thus single thus unarm'd And you with Guards attended Gar. You Teach me to forget the Rule of Manners Alph. I mean to Teach you better As Garcia is going to pass by him Alphonso runs to one of his Attendants and snatches his Sword away then steps between Garcia and the Door Enter Veramond and Ximena Attended Vera. What means this rude Behaviour in my Court As if our Arragon were turn'd to Thrace Unhospitable to her Guests and thou Alphonso a Lycurgus Alphon. He would pass Without my Sister's leave into her Lodgings By Heav'n if this be suffer'd to proceed The next will be to Treat the Royal Maid As coursly as she were some Suburb Girl Gar. to Vera. Had I not your Permission Sir Vera. You had But these Alphonso are thy Ruffian Manners How dar'st thou Boy to break my Orders And then asperse thy Sister with thy Crime Alphon. She said his Presence was unpleasing to her Vera. Come thou bely'st her Innocence and Duty She did not durst not say it Alph. If she did not I dare and will maintain to all the World That Garcia is not worthy of my Sister Vera. Not worthy Alphon No I say once more not worthy Garcia Not in my self for who deserves Victoria But since her Royal Father bids me hope Not less unworthy than another Prince To Ver. And none with your permission Sir shall dare To interpose betwixt my Love and Me. Alph. Sure a less Price than our Infanta's Bed Might pay thee for thy Mercenary Troops Vera. Peace Insolent too long I have indur'd Thy Haughty Soul untam'd and turbulent But if I Live this shall not pass unpunisht Darkness and Chains are Medicines for a Madman Ximena My Lord I humbly beg you spare your Son And add not Fury to a Raging Fire He soon will recollect his scatter'd Reason Which Heat of Youth and Sickness and Fatigues Have dissipated in his boyling Blood Give him but time and then his Temperate Humour Will soon return into the Native Channel And unoppos'd be calm Vera. No never more The Moon has roul'd above his Head and turn'd it As Peals of Thunder sow'r the generous Wine To Alph. Hence from my Presence thou no more my Son Ximena If he be Mad be Madness his excuse And Pardon Nature's Error not his own Vera. Ximena you have fonded him to this I Prophesied and now 't is come to pass