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A45225	Querer por solo querer To love only for love sake : a dramatick romance : represented at Aranjuez, before the King and Queen of Spain, to celebrate the birthday of that King, by the Meninas, which are a sett of ladies, in the nature of ladies of honour in that court, children in years, but higher in degree (being many of them daughters and heyres to grandees of Spain) than the ordinary ladies of honour, attending likewise that queen / written in Spanish by Don Antonio de Mendoza 1623 ; paraphrased in English, anno 1654 ; together with the Festivals of Aranwhez.; Querer por solo querer. English	Hurtado de Mendoza, Antonio, 1586-1644.; Fanshawe, Richard, Sir, 1608-1666.	1671 (1671)	Wing H3799; ESTC R19129	96,399	230

will take it much amiss If any 's cur'd without their aid Yet where 's the Cure that they have made The Church hath DOCTORS too and they Complain of wrong too in their way That Emp'ricks DOCTORS are become And DOCTORS Patients now but Mum. Enter the General Gen. Horrid confusions do I tread And Mazes upon Mazes thred In this new COURT where FELISBRAVE Transported with his Conquests brave In the pursuit thereof suspends The progress to his amorous Ends. Gy. 1. RIFALORO wilt thou eat For I would give thee some choice meat A salv'ry Leg or little Wing Of a Camel which we bring Rif. I would not rob your Grandiships We say LIKE LETTUCE TO LIKE LIPS This if you please having been sick A Chine of Beef but not too thick Gen. Of Rifaloro somewhere near The whining Ecchoes strike my Ear. Gy. 1. Say shall we post thee through the Air in nimble Egg-shell to PERSIA or in vagrant thimble They go about to lay hold on him and he crys out Rif. No no a sober Mule the Spanish pace On foot or mounted not the Wild-goose Chase. Gen. 'T is he and those same Gyants dire About to murther the poor Squire Hold Cowards what is this ye do Gy. 1. Slave who are we and what are you Rif. Hold tardy succ'rer of distress These are Gyants of the Peace Gy. 2. Consider valiant Knight Gy. 1. With those That raunt my Courtesie is Blows Loose me that I may kill him Gen. Come Presumption but be sure strike home Those Rebel-Gyants I would scorn to fear Whose Mountains to scale HEAV'n their Ladders were Rif. GEN'RAL y' undo me with your wroth These Worthies are my friends in troth I tell you true done more for me they have Than my good Grandam who is in her Grave I owe and shall acknowledge whilst I breath A thousand favours to their Worships Sheath Thy Blade and be advis'd to be more plyant The Knight's not always sure to kill the Gyant Gy. 2. This more Since the dissolving of the Charms Know that we Gyants must now lay down Arms. Rif. Well fare thy heart O Gyant well inclin'd Holy and sage and of a peaceful Mind He tells you true the Books are clear in 't all To wit Parismus Amadis de Gaul And Cavalier del Phebo Then 't is rare To unpick quarrels when Laws studied are Enter a Gentleman called Zelindo Gent. Prince FLORANTEO willeth you From CLARIDIANE to shew Unto the Noble Strangers all This Inchanted Court Gy. 1. We shall Mark and thereof ye shall be show'd Each Rarity and every Mode Rif. Are there Complaints Are there Ambitions Lyes are there Are there ill Conditions Are there Envyings Are there Words Sweeter than the Tunes of Birds Before one's face behind the door Back-racket-strokes of a left-handed MOOR Gent. How e're inchanted Court 't is still Here they do lay their sick and ill Of vast extent their SPITTLE is The Quarter of the Grumblers This. Rif. Bad men they are yet have they had much wrong Reaping Rewards which to the Good belong Gy. 1. There are the enviouus Rif. Good Lads those They kill themselves Give me such Foes Gy. 2. There those good Fortune puffs Rif. To morrow I 'll talk with them Such never can bear sorrow Gy. 1. There those who judge by the successes still Rif. May all their Actions be condemn'd by Ill. Gy. 1. Here those that trust in PRINCES FAVOUR Rif. Presumption bind them to their behaviour Gy. 2. A swarm of DUENIAS there Rif. With things I will not meddle that have stings Duenias Mondongas Dwarfs and Pages I leave to bold Plebeian Stages In COURT is sacred ev'ry Lawn Each setting Beauty or which now doth dawn I there adore Each Tyar a DIADEM A weilded SCEPTER each shak'd Fan doth seem I call each Quoif nay ev'ry Bib a CLOTH Of STATE and all for fear I 'll take my Oath Gent. Of Court Diseases talk no more for there Of others weal we all are sick I fear Gen. What not one honest Man in Court then Gent. Yes A Thousand in the Spanish COURT there is Whom you shall see in Magick Perspective Applaud the Golden Age they now retrive Gy. 1. What is that old short Man we spy Rif. I take 't he writes a Comedy For the MENINAS Gy. 1. Who are they Rif. A flight of Birds the first of May Whose chirping Bills which true Division run Will flout and out of Countenance dash the Sun And I can tell a Secret of them too But if thou tell 't again By all that 's true Gy. 1. I tell Rif. They would have Husbands and exact From him a Farse themselves intend to act On that high day which to the WORLD did give Their Royal Master on whose Beams they live And four hundred Columns terse And a conceipt in every verse And a disdain to each eight feet And a Sonnet in each sheet And to every part they ask To comply with which huge task The foresaid Poet by main strength Wire-draws his PLAY to such a length That for a ●ife 't would serve of one That does no good under the Sun Or after whom there 's an Advowson Or before whom there are a Thousan Or of a Suit in CHANCERY Or of a COURT ●xpectancie Which is th' Eternal of Eternitie Gent. Four hundred howers last let it And he who so is wearied wo't The name of tedious shall git Unto himself with Clown to boot For a FESTIVAL set forth To celebrate PHILENO's years By BELIZA's Royal worth Should stop the motion of the Sphears And merits to last evermore As do the years it doth adore Come see Wonders that surpass In this inchanted Looking-glass Relates as seen in the inchanted Glass the Festival which the Queen of Spain made at Aran Juez for the Birth-day of the King Gen. Here view I with what sweetness blest Beauteous CYTHERIAS Nest And a BABYLON of Flow'rs 'Mongst so many pleasant Bow'rs What an illustrious Pallace fair Such a Play-fellow the Air Hath not elsewere None so nigh And splendid-neighbour hath the Sky If DRAGONS kept the GOLDEN-FLEECE And Apples of th' HESPERIDES In the Fable In this Truth Fairer than the Morning's youth HARAMA a glib Chrystal Snake A Girdle to her Fields doth make TAGUS a silver Gyant falls At the feet of her proud Walls This SEAT To whom belongs it Zelind To the Great Shepherd PHILENO who appears Fuller of fame and Worlds than years Whose foot whose hand Both temp'rate in Command The one an easie yoak doth sit The other is a prudent Bit. Gen. Who Leads to this Bow'r of Bliss Zelind That new PHOENIX of Spain swathed in fire Son of himself and his Great Sire Fair seav'nteen Springs hath he compleat Whose understanding is so great That in his pupillage appears Th' expecience of an hundred years And in these fields is celebrated That happy day unto the Earth When he receiv'd his Royal Birth Whence GOOD MENS hopes and BAD MENS fears are dated

sign Zel. Yowr being a Lover Fel. In love am I Zel. And very deep Fel. Deep in love how is that seen Zel. Perfectly yow do not sleep Fel. Rustick Excellence unskreen And discover that sweet face Which covers so much Wit and Grace Zel. Yow but dreamt so sleep agin And forget it Fel. Why now Saint Zel. Why the LADY that went in Lukes as if that she did paint Fel. What has that to do with sleeping She is indeed Angelica● Zel. That Picture now 's well worth yowr keeping For why 't is an ORIGINAL Fel. Is this Shepherdess a Witch Or saw the sleeping Treason which I committed against LOVE Erst in the INCHANTED GROVE Me hast thou ever seen before Zel. Seen I and know thee for a Man That will turn him and sleep more Than a dozen Dunces can Thow kenst little what Sighs mean Fel. Unveil by JOVE that Face serene Zel. What to make thee sleep agene Fel. Still in Riddles Zel. Now he sees This pinching wakes him by degrees Fel. Art thou a Nymph Zel. Of PARNASS-GREEN Fel. Sleep I indeed or am I mad Zel. None serve thee but th' INCHAWNTED QUEEN I think what dull conceipts y' have had Of the Bird PHOENIX which no Eye E're saw an odoriferous Lye How of her Beauties spells she 's told That by her spirit thow art hawnted And having slept away the old With this new Mistress worse inchawnted Fel. I affect not Shepherdess My self in such fine terms t' express Suffizeth me an humble strain Too little happy to be vain Vnveil Zel. Sir Gallant not so fast He offers at her Scarf Fel. See thee I will Zel. See me yow shall But towch not Fruit yow mun not tast What says it now the leaf doth fall Vnmuffles her self Fel. It says 't is worthy to comprize The KERNEL of so rare a Wit Nor that it grows in PARADICE But Paradice doth grow in it The tall and slender TRUNK no less divine Though in a lowly Shepherdesse's RINE Aside This should be that so famous Queen For unquell'd Valour and disdain In these INCHANTED WOODS is seen Nothing but Illusions vain Zel. What stares the Man at Fel. I compare A Picture I once mine did call With the divine Original Zel. Fall'n asleep again yow are We poor humane Sepherd-lasses Nor are pictur'd nor use Glasses Who skip their rank doe ' mselves and Betters wrong T' our Dames God bless them such queint things belong Here a tiny Brook alone Which freng'd with borrowed Flowers he has Gold and Siller enough on 's own Is HEAVENS proper Looking-glass Copies us and I●● reflections Shewing natural perfections Free from soothing free from Errour Are our Pencil are our Mirrour Fel. Art thou a Shepherdess Zel. And bore On a Mountain called There Fel. Wear'st thou ever heretofore LADY'S Cloaths Zel. I LADY'S Gear Yes what a treach'rous Powl have I In a COUNTREY-COMEDY I once enacted a main part Still I have it half by heart The famous HISTORY it was Of an ARABIAN let me see No of a Queen of TARTAREE Who all her Sex did far surpass In Beauty Wit and Chivalree Who with invincible disdain Would fool when she was in the vain Princes with all their Wits about them But and they slept to death she 'd flout them And by the Mass with such a Meen My Majesty did play the Queen Our Curate had my Picture made In the same Robes in which I Play'd Fel. And what 's thy name Zel. LAURA forsooth Fel. O pleasant Play and bitter truth That I who dreamt of ZELIDAURA Should wake should wake and find her LAURA Aside O beauteous Counterfeit of Majesty NATURE what made thee make so fair a Lye Where is that crowned Beauty now become That Lyon's Courage kindling at a Drum Those manly Deeds Those Papps which Armour prest ACHILLES once more in a Kercher drest SEMIRAMIS ' is Mode who not with Box But Teeth of LAURLEL comb'd her golden Locks Where my heroick and dear Flame which sprung From Painters Pencil and a Captives Tongue Consum'd to ashes of a Rustick Love Rude Goddess of these Rocks and this wild Grove Is 't come to this I then absolve thee sleep And blame my high thoughts that so low could creep To TARTARY will I But I am mad If I do love that Queen unless she add This Beauty to those Virtues and shall rave If both this Body and that Soul she have Aside Zel. What stands he mutt'ring to himself May be He likes me not If he fought after me Under the notion of a QUEEN I 'd have Him find me a mean Shepherdess I save My Honour so The Traitor shall not think He ZELIDAURA in his hand could wink Hence Women learn for all your LOVERS brags Men are no friends to Beauty cloath'd in Rags If Beauty strike LOVE'S Fire why should it less Than in a QUEEN plac'd in a SHEPHERDESS Nor does but when it seems the World to set On fire where dowry wants the tinder 's wet To Him Mought I entreat yowr Worships Name And the bus'ness yow have here Fel. Squire of a forreign Prince I am Who to this glorious Theatre Zel. Not a Master By my troth My own tongues end it was upon A mischief take thee by thy sloth I thought thou wert a Zerving-mon Fel. No more that string Zel. He goes conceal'd Aside A Knight he is I 'm certain At Th' Inchanted Castle I saw that And by his garb too 't is reveal'd To Him Follows he saidst thou this Emprize Fel. In love upon the score of Fame With the most accomplisht DAME That ever murther'd Man with Eyes And the Worlds greatest Queen to this Inchantment came he where an envious Thief The Coward Rival of his Bliss Found means to rob him of his chief Delight and Glory in that thing From which his most Heroick thoughts did spring Zel. O Usage courser than my Coat and more Then I could bear were I as Lambkin meek That one who ZELIDAURA wore Should CLARIDANA seek 'T is to apostatize from Reason To think more of him Treason Treason To enter my Benevolence At the back-gate of an Offence Enter Roselinda Ros. CLARIDORO comes he 's here Muffle thee quickly Zel. What disgust Fel. One to be born a Mountaneer That ows such Beauty how unjust Who is ' t Zel. A Man of whom I stand In awe a little Fel. O that hand Rural Goddess keep'st thou Sheep Zel. Yes and my self I better keep Enter Claridoro Claro I 'd love without reward and cannot do 't To love is Love's Reward I would endure For her what not and that such joy to boot That in my smart I play the EPICURE I pray 'gainst Life and with the self same breath Unpray that Pray'r lest it the GODS should hear 'T is to be out of pain I then fly death And Valour councels me what others fear If I do live my wound may seem but slight And if I dye LOVES TROPHY I remove To live 's to pine to

Are answered with Ingratitude Zel. What Place Rif. An Office of great trust Zel. How great Rif. His MUTE Zel. His MUTE I must Confess that 's not for a FOOL Rif. There 's an Exception to each Rule For let me tell you I do blend 'um Holding the latter in COMMENDUM Zel. Thy Conceipts like me past expression Rif. 'T is incident to our Profession That let it miss or let it hit We Fools are off'ring still at Wit Zel. Who is thy Master Rif. He is one Whose Countrey I 'll to you make known His merit humour disposition But his Name on no condition Zel. And why his Name wilt thou not tell Rif. For doing of a Miracle That once this saying may be true A Servant told not all he knew Zel. 'T is not worth thanks to hide his name When all things else thou dost proclaim Rif. Of the old Apple a new slice Mother EVE'S inquisitive Vice His name in troth it may not be Zel. Hola Rif. Why call you Zel. Thou shalt see Enter Aurelio With a base mind what gentle courses Cannot perswade that Rigour forces Aur. Ordein your pleasure Zel. Anger me Hang presently Rif. Upon a Tree Say not by thine Eyes for I Shall then prevent the Rope and dye Of the unkindness Zel. Away take him Layes hold of him and he struggles Rif. In earnest is 't Zel A pattern make him To Fools who shall pretend to hold hereafter A Secret My Intreaties made a laughter I pray in vain Rif. By this good day I think thou know'st not how to pray In fine I must be hang'd Zel. Thou must Without his name forthwith be truss'd Rif. Then drive on Cart Note WORLD a Woman hung A Man because he held his Tongue March March Zel. For once it shall be told A Woman could from knowing hold A Secret which she dyes to know withall Which a Man says he 'll dye before she shall Aside Leave him at large What Countrey-man Aurelio goes aside 'S thy Master Rif. He 's a PERSIAN For whom great MARS bids make already All his tryumphal Charets ready Zel. Is he high-born Rif. And so discreet Valiant bountiful and sweet In his deport that he 's the great Idea of a PRINCE COMPLEAT Zel. Is 't FELISBRAVO Rif. Unto thee Is that Name known No 't is not He. 'S precious that Royal Prodigy Above the bounds of MAN doth fly Zel. And what 's his bus'ness To this Coast What Wind brings him for thou know'st Rif. O WOMEN Zel. Speak go not about The bush Rif. Then turn me inside out Seraphical Examiner They say there 's in TARTARIA here A Mad-cap Queen that kembs you wyre And wears a Helmet for a tyre Who ' sted of a wide Vardingale And reverend Apron puts on Mayl And glitt'ring Arms in which are writ The valiant Deeds she did commit Who nothing but the Spear and Rest And Pouldron minds She hoops her breast With Brass and her long fingers fair The deserts of the Needle are A mischief take the Woman Let her Resign to Men whom it suits better INCAMPINGS Let her Kerchers hem Leave hemming in of Troops to them If a Spider cross her sight Let her take a famous fright And purse her Mouth when she says Man Or Husband like the Nimphs of SPANE Let her tremble at a Rat More than it doth at a Cat. She for a Beauty who would pass Must be as nice as Venice glass And if one hold his hand up wink For fear he brain her with a pink In fine to see this Queen we came When a Knight Rival of his Fame His Fury would have kill'd They both Lie hurt and I am so in wroth With this Man-Woman Angel-Devil Who to the Sun would scant be civil That could I light upon her GRACE I 'd tell her roundly to her face Spin Highness Spin as good as you have spun For y' are a Woman not an AMAZON Zel. He serves me right Who sent him Rif. No you sed You 'd have me hang'd He came of his own head For he hath Valour Birth and All With which a QUEEN in Love should fall And I his Servant shall not bate Much of a COUNTESSE for my Mate I know too in the World a QUEEN I name her not but she hath been Late disinchanted for which pains Such favours upon Him she rains That But I stop Zel. Say prethee does he love Rif. Is he a Brute Zel. And is he lov'd Rif. You move A curious Question This shall I be free Is a graft too of the forbidden Tree From me no more is to be got And therefore pray you press me not Good faith 't were much more like a Friend To hang me as you did intend Zel. This one thing wilt not let me know Rif. Pray why should you desire it so Zel. Only to keep it secret still Rif. Forbear to know it and you will Zel. How mainly thou art giv'n to scoff It is not noble to put off With a light jest a serious suit Rif. No as great Men as I will do 't But come since you will have the truth He is a Man much lov'd by many Yet one of such a curious tooth That in his life he ne're lov'd any White Hands black Eyes curl'd Locks have no more force On him than Physick hath on a dead Horse From some dry Mother-in-law the Man did learn Not to relent He He hath no concern Cannot discourse of love though in his prime Though on all other Theams his tongue 's a Chime Though none so drest none dances so none pours Himself so out for He 's a rock of Flow'rs Aside Zel. A Knight that 's so accomplish'd not To love appears to me a knot I must undo it by some Art For at this secret hangs a Heart To Rifaloro Pleas'd me thou hast exceedingly And I unthankful shall not be Rif. I kiss thy foot and am thy slave Zel. Here me AURELIO take this Knave To prison Rif. Me to prison Zel. Yes For being a Blab Rif. Ah! Traiteress Horrible Inquisitrix Are these thy thanks and do'st thou fix The name of Blab upon me too O! take by me example you That are Gallants you that love Thus do Ladies thankful prove He is carried away to Prison Ros. Should your Highness be more cruel Than you are to this sweet Iewel Never was 't so well bestow'd Or so like a Mercy show'd Exit Roselinda Zel. Dissolv'd in Tears and languishing delight The whisp'ring FOUNTAIN is a tale of LOVE The Rosie MORN inam'ring at first sight Sweet PHILOMELA's Oraisons doth move The smiling FLOW'R the tender peeping BUD APRIL importunes with soft show'rs the DOVE Lives vow'd to everlasting Widdowhood Temple of LOYALTY and Soul of LOVE Love grasps both Globes LOVE all below inspires Love guides with constant change the sphears above MARS feels LOVES darts APOLLO feels LOVES fires Ev'n HE that hurls the thunder yields to LOVE All these to me no warrant whose intent Is not to vouch but make