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A56909	Agrippa, King of Alba, or, The false Tiberinus as it was several times acted with great applause before His Grace the Duke of Ormond then Lord Lieutenant of Ireland, at the Theatre Royal in Dublin / from the French of Monsieur Quinault.	Dancer, John, fl. 1660-1675.; Quinault, Philippe, 1635-1688. Agrippa, roi d'Albe.	1675 (1675)	Wing Q214; ESTC R3936	31,924	70

how in your griefs a part I bear And for their ease a remedy prepare Tyrh. How Sir can you restore my son to breath Mez. I cannot but we may revenge his death There 's nothing should a greater trouble give To you than that you see his murderer live But now that mine do with your wishes meet They 'll bring you all that in revenge is sweet Tyrh. Can you think this Sir gainst your Soveraign Mez. To circumvent you you may think I feign But you 'll recant your errour when you hear He 'd snatch from me all that my Soul holds dear And when Love in our hearts has gain'd command We abhor all do's its carrier withstand Tyrh. Your unjust Rival I with you condemn 'T is fit that flame should fatal prove to him And yet his blood which through your veins does move Might stifle this extravagance of love Mez. Those flames within our brests must needs be cold Where Nature do's with Love proportion hold Love do's all fetters but it's own disdain Kindred and blood against it strive in vain When first the Princess me her Champion made Some little tremblings did my Soul invade But thinking he to her was sacrifiz'd They vanish'd and all duties I despis'd My heart that knew it did depend on her Soon those did to all other chains prefer When what we love craves to be understood In vain we listen to the cries of blood The object lov'd rules in the Lover's brest And by its laws all others are supprest Tyrh. The danger Sir of such an enterprize The fear of a discovery or surprize The Kings revenge who never will forgive May yet to your resolves some trouble give Mez. Think not my Soul can be betray'd by fear Love having got such vast dominion there In vain those Chills my flames strive to asswage I think what object do's my Arm engage And how should fear gain place within my Soul When that God rules there do's all Gods controul Tyrh. You Sir may judge in the assault you make What thoughts I ought to have what part to take But since Kings do Gods Image bear and he Who them assails fights with the Deity Sure that strict awe which to the Heavens we owe May stop your hand ready to give the blow Though earthly Terrours you as Bugbears prize You can't the Thunder of the Gods despise Which do's the great'st of Criminals appall Mez. The guilty do not still by Lightning fall When Gods with Thunder would the Earth affright The Bolt alas do's on th' unhappy light For when it rends the skies and roars from thence Chance oftner is its guide than Providence But for the Crime if a revenge to take Th' incensed heavens o're my head should shake If all the Gods against me should conspire And anger make them arm their hands with fire Yet whilst a beauty that has so much charm Inspires my blood and do's my courage warm Even all those Gods themselves would Bugbears be And shaking heaven it self should not shake me Only do you the part due to you take And show what you dare do for a sons sake Tyrh. Oh Sir this interest touches me most neer Knew you but how weeps Mez. It do's too well appear Knowing how tender your concernments were I thought it just that you should have a share In this revenge and did resolve to owe To your advice the guidance of my blow Tyrh. I to your trust do this assurance give Your confidence has made my hopes revive And I had sure despair'd had you to me Deny'd a part in this conspiracie Mez. I 'll leave the choice of time and place to you My friends are ready powerful and true Who on my orders would the world lay wast Tyrh. 'Bove all take heed of making too much hast The King Sir hath his Army hither call'd The Fort is guarded and the City wall'd So that on failor or discovery There can for us no hopes of safety be These dangers 'mongst our friends may doubts create And one mans fear expose us all to fate This hindrance cannot last for many days For more than ten the Army hardly stays And our Conspirators who then will know Themselves the stronger will the bolder grow In great designs fit choice of time must sway Mez. I do with you consent to the delay And always shall think your advice the best Rul'd by experience and by interest In the mean time let us our friends prepare I 'll send you mine and judge you what they are It is your care that I rely upon Tyrh. What e're a Father can do for a son You may be sure of and if Fate prove true I shall do things not thought of yet by you The End of the Third ACT. ACT THE FOURTH SCENE I. Lavinia Mezentius Lav. SIr what unhappy News is this you tell Tyrhenus made a prisoner Mez. It may well Surprize you Madam as it has done me For with him all our hopes imprisoned be In his restraint our chief relyance dies He many friends experienc'd has and wise He my close partners in the plot has seen And by his Counsels so gain'd their esteem That as if Courage from his breath distill'd He all their brests hath with fresh boldness fill'd But parting from us Atis as 't is said Met him and to the Fort him prisoner led Lav. How do's one crime another still engage My Lovers blood whetted the Tyrants rage Which from that time so sharp and keen remains He 'll wreak the rest on 't in his fathers veins A swift assistance now our hopes must stead Go let the Tyrant's death secure that head And by your blows preventing his design Save him the horrour of so foul a crime He has liv'd but too long a Tyrants fate As always wisht for always seems too late Run then and since your friends wait but your word Do not to them a time of doubt afford These great attempts do too much hazard run When we allow space for reflexion Think but what fears Tyrhenus death may raise Danger and doubt the greatest heart allays Mez. Madam I 'll fly your pleasure to obey Nor will I now dispute for a delay But slighting reasons might this hast withstand Think it enough that it is your command Whilst the King pays his vows to Victory He shall himself to you a Victim be And by your eyes those sacred lights I swear To bring his head here or to leave mine there But here he comes The Guards appear Lav. I 'll fly Mez. Constrain your hate Now he 's so nigh your flight will be too late And thus in your revenge you gain a share To stop him here whilst I his death prepare SCENE II. Agrippa Lavinia Atis Train Agrip. Do I then Princess yet those beauties see Alas that my joy should your torment be That all my faithful love and all my pain Dare only hope for hatred and disdain And yet my flame is grown so bright and high In vain

a grief as bold as new Fierce Tiberinus yet besmear'd in blood Would have seen me and scarce would be withstood Who all that I thought dear with 's own hand slew Would expose me to th' horrour of his view Alb. His barbarous fury Madam higher flies Than to present himself before your eyes That were but little durst he do no more Lav. What can he do Alb. He do's those eyes adore Lav. Heavens shall he dare this and be Thunder-free Alb. My Father just now Madam told it me From whom but that a strict Command has barr'd Him from your sight you might the same have heard We to his flame my Brothers Murder owe. Lav. Thy Brother's self did not my passion know For whilst he liv'd a humour too severe To let the least complacent thought appear My Love to him from all the world conceal'd Alb. To such a Rival 't would be soon reveal'd He through the perspective of passion pry'd Survey'd each look and so much Love espi'd That if my Brother be a wandring shade It was your kindness him to Fate betray'd This fatal fire which now appears to blaze Ha's stopt his breath and smother'd up his days And brave Agrippa in a flame did die Which unperceiv'd was kindled at your eye Here do's the Tyrant's cruelty appear Part in your Lovers death he 'll make you bear For offering him unto his jealous rage He do's your Love with his own crime engage Lav. You such Impressions on my Soul have laid Trembling and Horror every sence invade But bloody Tyrant thou th' effects shalt find Alb. Anger well plac'd do's grace a noble mind For hate to him can never be severe And 't is but justice to incense you here Then since his crime did from his passion spring What did the fault let the chastisement bring Whilst you disdain and scorn upon him throw You make him wretched who hath made you so Your vengeance within your own power you have And as you please may punish him your slave For one as cruel as himself he 'll find Whilst Love do's play the Tyrant in his mind Lav. My just resentments yet must higher fly These are too low Albina he must die The blood he shed requires all his own And I do only live to see it done Too long since my dear love receiv'd his doom Have I delay'd to wait upon his Tomb But I should blush to meet his happy Ghost Ere I to it a full revenge could boast Too long the Tyrant has his crime surviv'd But 't was his absence me of means deprived Now if the Gods will to my vows be good His own shall expiate Agrippa's blood This day shall terminate his wicked race What suddain paleness do's invade your face Alb. I fear the dangers into which you run Lav. Think'st thou the Tyrant then his fate can shun To Love spurr'd by Despair there 's nothing hard I 'll reach his heart i' th' midst of all his Guard Besides so many friends with me will joyn As will remove all doubt of the design Mezentius shall a party be for Fate Will make his love the servant of my hate Thou to thy Father go and bid with speed His friends be ready 'gainst the time of need The Guards appear But the King comes Alb. Let us his sight avoid Lavinia goes in Albina stays The false one merits well to be destroy'd And yet Jul. To shun him enter at this door Alb. If I do see him 't is t' incense me more SCENE IV. Agrippa Train Albina Julia. Agrip. I must a Hecatomb to Fortune owe For this blest interview she do's bestow Madam I know I have incurr'd you hate And therefore for this favour thank my Fate Alb. You may with pleasure Sir behold my tears In them your joy of seeing me appears And in my Brothers blood may be discern'd How much your heart hath been for me concern'd Agrip. Justly this Anger you do on me throw 'T is what you to your Brothers ashes owe. But mayn't there Madam some excuse appear That our resemblance was so strangely near Lest he by errour might advantage gain Interest of State Alb. No no Sir cease to feign I know what int'rest was in you most strong It was his love not likeness did the wrong You from his Loyalty had no offence Love gave the blow the State was the pretence Your passion for Lavinia arm'd your hand Agrip. Since you think so I 'll not your thoughts withstand But knowing what to such a crime is due Believ 't a new one to pretend to you For all Love has of innocent delight In us would turn to horrour and affright Alb. I do not wonder your inhumane brest Disclaims with ease those vows to me addrest You in the fatal change a Rival find To Murther and 't is crimes best please your mind My Love had been too quiet and too free Too void of Tyrannies and Treachery No slaughters need its innocence annoy Nor had you found a Rival to destroy But to you nothing precious seems or good Save what you buy with Treason and with Blood Your wretched Soul is so to mischiefs bent You cannot let your Love be innocent Agrip. Do let my passion for Lavinia be Accus'd of Treasons Blood and Tyranny Loaden with all you can invent of blame I shall not fear to own it without shame A fault so glorious will not charge my mind With those remorses which the guilty find For howsoe're with Treacheries defil'd My Love is to my Reason reconcil'd Alb. The Criminal that senceless of remorse Do's seem in ills to have atchiev'd his course For perfect marks he of a miscreant bears Whose guilt exceeds his horrour or his fears Sure after all those crimes your Love has cost Your heart should tremble at the peace you boast Till from the Soul those inward stings are fled All hopes of goodness are not banished Even in the heart that 's blemish'd o're with stains Some little stock of Vertue still remains But those extinct farewel all innocence That ill 's past cure that once is past all sence Agrip. If 't be your Brothers loss cause all this care You having nothing lost your griefs may spare I 'll be to you what ere he could have been And for my Love will pay you my esteem Alb. Me your Esteem How can I guilty be That I should merit such an infamy Or since crimes are the pleasures of your brest What have I done you might not me detest Shall I a villain for my Brother have Agrip. Your fury heightens that esteem I gave Whate're indignities from you are thrown I shall not as reproach but kindness own Your generous duty do's herein appear I did but now for you begin to fear Methought some motion through your blood did fly Which did betray a passion in your eye And I observ'd through all your anger move Something that spoke an old remain of Love Alb. Your scorn and your advice Sir comes too late

But if my eyes have made you doubt my hate Or with your pride my blood durst take a part I do declare them Traytors to my heart That heart which once your Sacrifice became But since Agrippa's death abhors that name Your murtherous hand no sooner cut his thred But with his breath all my desires were fled Quench't in a brothers blood those fires did die And wronged Nature did the knots untie Perhaps surpriz'd at your first sight I may By my dull eyes my troubled Soul betray But know that Hatred in its turn do's move And is extravagant as well as Love That Tyrant's presence who my brother slew Might of his wounds the memory renew And blood offended will by Nature stir At the approaching of the Murtherer Agrip. I beg not that this anger you asswage Which blood Commands and dutie do's Engage And by whose Justice worthy you appear Of all that could love well or be held dear After the pittie I conceive for you Let me add something to your glory due You ought to hate me and in doing so Pay but what to your brothers dust you owe And 't would grieve me if she whom once I lov'd Were not by dutie and by nature mov'd I 'll quit you Madam lest my presence do Drive from my heart that hatred is my due Lest some alluring charm incite you to Those smiles for me will be a shame for you I know crimes do souls great like yours incense You can't forget so barbarous an offence Yet since Love has those subtile secret ways And often by the eye the heart betrays I by my absence will your fears abate And so secure the honour of your hate SCENE V. Albina Julia. Alb. To make me hate thee Tyrant take no care Thy barbarous Crimes too strong incitements are Fear not my Love but at my Vengeance start Believe that still I would possess thy heart But 't is that I by tearing it alive Might some allay to my just anger give Ah Julia how I feel my Flame expire Disdain do's in me smother all desire And my Resentment taking now its turn Do's with my Love in equal ardour burn The Tyrant favour'd me he did not find In me those Charms might grace me in his mind For now no sighs of his unless they be His last will prove acceptable to me Come Julia to his death let 's lend our Aid His punishment appears to me delay'd Where Love and Nature both receive a wrong Revenge though present seems to stay too long The End of the Second ACT. ACT THE THIRD SCENE I. Mezentius Faustus Faustus THe Army Sir are now so discontent They would almost your own desires prevent Their hardned limbs unus'd to sloathful ease Would hazard any thing to hinder Peace Besides those friends that Alba will afford Who only wait when you will give the word And having all these helps are those thoughts gone Which made you once aspire to the Throne Mez. Faustus since I to Love became a prize Scarcely for it do all my thoughts suffice That cruel passion by prevailing art Has banisht all Ambition from my heart Before this wound the Princess beautie gave I to those viler passions was a slave Scorn to obey and a desire to reign Prompted to all attempts a Crown to gain I endur'd nothing did my will controul And unto Crimes did dedicate my Soul But since her eyes gave light unto this flame Purg'd by those fires my heart more pure became And now alone upon those Charms intent Dares form no vows but what are innocent There is no happiness but in her love And could I ever hope her breast to move I would not change so blessed an Estate For all the Crowns can be bestow'd by Fate Faust. The King Sir is advancing towards this place Mez. He stops and wears some trouble in his face SCENE II. Agrippa Mezentius Faustus Atis. Mez. Sir If I may not indiscreet appear Why in your looks do you this sadness wear Things prosperous beyond your wishes are You return victor from a bloody war And bring along all that the Great can please Honours and pleasures victory and peace Whilst Fate then to your Glory is so kind What sad dull humour dares oppress your mind Or what disquiet thoughts within your brest Whilst you give peace to all disturbs your rest Agrip. All things indeed appear to flatter me And I from war return with victory By many happy Fights our peace is wrought And all are pleas'd with this repose I brought But I alone this rest cannot enjoy Crowns are confin'd to so severe a law And that blest Calm a happy victor brings Is for the Subjects quiet not the Kings Mez. Though happiest Kings are not exempt from care Fortune so studies to abate your share That waiting to prevent you wishes she Strives to forget her old inconstancie Agrip. 'T is true that Fortune so her kindness shows As if that Goddess were at my dispose But were she truly so she never can Feed all the wishes and desires of man Under two powers is our life confin'd Cruel alike as they alike are blind And seldom 't is that both do kind appear Secure of Fortune yet we Love may fear Mez. If still you love Albina I 'm surpriz'd Her Sir whose Brother you have sacrifiz'd Agrip. No 'T is another Beauty I adore Which when you hear will yet surprize you more My passion for Albina's quite supprest And 't is Lavinia rules now in my brest Mez. Lavinia Sir Agrip. Nay start not at that name I thought 't must grieve you when you knew my flame For knowing yours 't was easily discern'd You must for such a Rival be concern'd I 'm troubled that I do your griefs create But Love will be obey'd as sure as Fate Mez. Though Sir this suddain trouble may appear Too great for my perplexed Soul to bear I 'm not so vain to beg my King to be Subject unto the least constraint for me Nor whilst on my own passion I reflect Will I a forfeit make of my respect Though in this Realm I claim a high degree There 's distance 'twixt my Soveraign still and me And I must pay though of blood Royal born Homage to him by whom the Crown is worn For crowned heads by a becoming pride Are only unto Kings and Gods ally'd That blood of theirs we carry in our veins Do's only bind us in the streighter chains But Majesty do's soar so vast a flight Nature and Blood are subject to its height 'T is not then on my own behalf I 'll move You would great Sir strive to renounce this love Nor is 't for mine but for your quiet sake For your repose that I this boldness take Spare to your self the rigour of that Fate To see your sighs paid with eternal hate The Princess Lover whom your hands have slain Makes you the object of her just disdain She so much horrour has conceiv'd for you That your pretentions will its force