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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A17956	The tragedie of Mariam, the faire queene of Iewry. VVritten by that learned, vertuous, and truly noble ladie, E.C.; Mariam	Cary, Elizabeth, Lady, 1585 or 6-1639.; Berkeley, Elizabeth, Lady, 1575-1635, attributed name.; Carey, Elizabeth, Lady, d. 1618, attributed name.	1613 (1613)	STC 4613; ESTC S107482	37,003	72

Salome My sword That owes his seruice to her sacred name Will not an edge for other cause afford In other fight I am not sure of fame Const. For her I pitty thee enough already For her I therefore will not mangle thee A woman with a heart so most vnsteady Will of her selfe sufficient torture bee I cannot enuy for so light a gaine Her minde with such vnconstancie doth runne As with a word thou didst her loue obtaine So with a word she will from thee be wonne So light as her possessions for most day Is her affections lost to me t is knowne As good goe hold the winde as make her stay Shee neuer loues but till she call her owne She meerly is a painted sepulcher That is both faire and vilely foule at once Though on her out-side graces garnish her Her mind is fild with worse then rotten bones And euer readie lifted is her hand To aime destruction at a husbands throat For proofes Iosephus and my selfe do stand Though once on both of vs she seem'd to do at Her mouth though serpent-like it neuer hisses Yet like a Serpent poysons where it kisses Silleus Well Hebrew well thou bark'st but wilt not bite Const. I tell thee still for her I will not fight Sille: Why then I call thee coward Const: From my heart I giue thee thankes A cowards hatefull name Cannot to valiant mindes a blot impart And therefore I with ioy receiue the same Thou know'st I am no coward thou wert by At the Arabian battaile th' other day And saw'st my sword with daring valiancy Amongst the faint Arabians cut my way The blood of foes no more could let it shine And t was inameled with some of thine But now haue at thee not for Salome I fight but to discharge a cowards stile Here gins the fight that shall not parted be Before a soule or two indure exile Silleus Thy sword hath made some windowes for my blood To shew a horred crimson phisnomie To breath for both of vs me thinkes t were good The day will giue vs time enough to die Const: With all my hart take breath thou shalt haue time And if thou list a twelue month let vs end Into thy cheekes there doth a palenes clime Thou canst not from my sword thy selfe defend What needest thou for Salome to fight Thou hast her and may'st keepe her none striues for her I willingly to thee resigne my right For in my very soule I do abhorre her Thou seest that I am fresh vnwounded yet Then not for feare I do this offer make Thou art with losse of blood to fight vnfit For here is one and there another take Silleus I will not leaue as long as breath remaines Within my wounded body spare your words My heart in bloods stead courage entertaines Salomes loue no place for feare affords Const: Oh could thy soule but prophesie like mine I would not wonder thou should'st long to die For Salome if I aright diuine Will be then death a greater miserie Sille Then list I le breath no longer Const: Do thy will I hateles fight and charitably kill I I they fight Pittie thy selfe Silleus let not death Intru'd before his time into thy hart Alas it is too late to feare his breath Is from his body now about to part How far'st thou braue Arabian Silleus very well My legge is hurt I can no longer fight It onely grieues me that so soone I fell Before faire Salomes wrongs I came to right Const: Thy wounds are lesse then mortall Neuer feare Thou shalt a safe and quicke recouerie finde Come I will thee vnto my lodging beare I hate thy body but I loue thy minde Silleus Thankes noble Iew I see a courtious foe Sterne enmitie to friendship can no art Had not my heart and tongue engagde me so I would from thee no foe but friend depart My heart to Salome is tide so fast To leaue her loue for friendship yet my skill Shall be imploy'd to make you fauour last And I will honour Constabarus still Const: I ope my bosome to thee and will take Thee in as friend and grieue for thy complaint But if we doe not expedition make Thy losse of blood I feare will make thee faint Chorus TO heare a tale with eares preiudicate It spoiles the iudgement and corrupts the sence That humane error giuen to euery state Is greater enemie to innocence It makes vs foolish heddy rash vniust It makes vs neuer try before we trust It will confound the meaning change the words For it our sence of hearing much deceiues Besides no time to Iudgement it affords To way the circumstance our eare receiues The ground of accidents it neuer tries But makes vs take for truth ten thousand lies Our eares and hearts are apt to hold for good That we our selues doe most desire to bee And then we drowne obiections in the flood Of partialitie t is that we see That makes false rumours long with credit past Though they like rumours must conclude at last The greatest part of vs preiudicate With wishing Herods death do hold it true The being once deluded doth not bate The credit to a better likelihood due Those few that wish it not the multitude Doe carrie headlong so they doubts conclude They not obiect the weake vncertaine ground Whereon they built this tale of Herods end Whereof the Author scarcely can be found And all because their wishes that way bend They thinke not of the perill that ensu'th If this should proue the contrary to truth On this same doubt on this so light a breath They pawne their liues and fortunes For they all Behaue them as the newes of Herods death They did of most vndoubted credit call But if their actions now doe rightly hit Let them commend their fortune not their wit Actus tertius Scoena prima Pheroras Salome Phero. VRge me no more Graphina to forsake Not twelue howers since I married her for loue And doe you thinke a sisters power cane mak A resolute decree so soone remoue Salome Poore minds they are that honour not affects Phero: Who hunts for honour happines neglects Salom. You might haue bene both of felicitie And honour too in equall measure seasde Phero: It is not you can tell so well as I What t is can make me happie or displeasde Salome To match for neither beautie nor respects One meane of birth but yet of meaner minde A woman full of naturall defects I wonder what your eye in her could finde Phero: Mine eye found louelines mine eare found wit To please the one and to enchant the other Grace on her eye mirth on her tongue doth sit In lookes a child in wisedomes house a mother Salom But say you thought her faire as none thinks else Knowes not Pheroras beautie is a blast Much like this flower which to day excels But longer then a day it will not last Phero: Her wit exceeds her beautie Salo: Wit may show The way to ill

my brothers tongue that cast this doubt I frō his hart would haue the question out With this keene fauchion but t is you my Lord Against whose head I must not lift a sword I am so tide in gratitude Const. belieue You haue no cause to take it ill If any word of mine your heart did grieue The word discented from the speakers will I know it was not feare the doubt begun But rather valour and your care of me A coward could not be your fathers sonne Yet know I doubts vnnecessarie be For who can thinke that in Anthonius fall Herod his bosome friend should scape vnbrusde Then Caesar we might thee an idiot call If thou by him should'st be so farre abusde Babus 2. Sonne Lord Constab: let me tell you this Vpon submission Caesar will forgiue And therefore though the tyrant did amisse It may fall out that he will let him liue Not many yeares agone it is since I Directed thither by my fathers care In famous Rome for twice twelue monthes did liue My life from Hebrewes crueltie to spare There though I were but yet of boyish age I bent mine eye to marke mine eares to heare Where I did see Octauious then a page When first he did to Iulions sight appeare Me thought I saw such mildnes in his face And such a sweetnes in his lookes did grow Withall commixt with so maiesticke grace His Phisnomy his Fortune did foreshow For this I am indebted to mine eye But then mine eare receiu'd more euidence By that I knew his loue to clemency How he with hottest choller could dispence Const. But we haue more then barely heard the news It hath bin twice confirm'd And though some tongue Might be so false with false report t' abuse A false report hath neuer lasted long But be it so that Herod haue his life Concealement would not then a whit auaile For certaine t' is that she that was my wife Would not to set her accusation faile And therefore now as good the venture giue And free our selues from blot of cowardise As show a pittifull desire to liue For who can pittie but they must despise Babus first sonne I yeeld but to necessitie I yeeld I dare vpon this doubt ingage mine arme That Herod shall againe this kingdome weeld And proue his death to be a false alarme Babus second sonne I doubt it too God grant it be an error T is best without a cause to be in terror And rather had I though my soule be mine My soule should lie then proue a true diuine Const. Come come let feare goe seeke a dastards nest Vndanted courage lies in a noble brest Actus 2. Scoena 3. Doris and Antipater Dor. YOur royall buildings bow your loftie side And scope to her that is by right your Queen Let your humilitie vpbraid the pride Of those in whom no due respect is seene Nine times haue we with Trumpets haughtie sound And banishing sow'r Leauen from our taste Obseru'd the feast that takes the fruit from ground Since I faire Citie did behold thee last So long it is since Mariams purer cheeke Did rob from mine the glory And so long Since I returnd my natiue Towne to seeke And with me nothing but the sense of wrong And thee my Boy whose birth though great it were Yet haue thy after fortunes prou'd but poore When thou wert borne how little did I feare Thou shouldst be thrust from forth thy Fathers doore Art thou not Herods right begotten Sonne VVas not the haples Doris Herods wife Yes ere he had the Hebrew kingdome wonne I was companion to his priuate life VVas I not faire enough to be a Queene Why ere thou wert to me false Monarch tide My lake of beauty might as well be seene As after I had liu'd fiue yeeres thy Bride Yet then thine oath came powring like the raine Which all affirm'd my face without compare And that if thou might'st Doris loue obtaine For all the world besides thou didst not care Then was I yong and rich and nobly borne And therefore worthy to be Herods mate Yet thou vngratefull cast me off with scorne When Heauens purpose raisd your meaner fate Oft haue I begd for vengeance for this fact And with deiected knees aspiring hands Haue prayd the highest power to inact The fall of her that on my Trophee stands Reuenge I haue according to my will Yet where I wisht this vengeance did not light I wisht it should high-hearted Mariam kill But it against my whilome Lord did fight With thee sweet Boy I came and came to try If thou before his bastards might be plac'd In Herods royall seat and dignitie But Mariams infants here are onely grac'd And now for vs there doth no hope remaine Yet we will not returne till Herods end Be more confirmd perchance he is not slaine So glorious Fortunes may my Boy attend For if he liue hee 'll thinke it doth suffice That he to Doris shows such crueltie For as he did my wretched life dispise So doe I know I shall despised die Let him but proue as naturall to thee As cruell to thy miserable mother His crueltie shall not vpbraided bee But in thy fortunes I his faults will smother Antipat. Each mouth within the Citie loudly cries That Herods death is certaine therefore wee Had best some subtill hidden plot deuise That Mariams children might subuerted bee By poisons drinke or else by murtherous Knife So we may be aduanc'd it skils not how They are but Bastards you were Herods wife And foule adultery blotteth Mariams brow Doris They are too strong to be by vs remou'd Or else reuenges foulest spotted face By our detested wrongs might be approu'd But weakenesse must to greater power giue place But let vs now retire to grieue alone For solitarines best fitteth mone Actus secundus Scoena 4. Silleus and Constabarus Silleus WEll met Iudean Lord the onely wight Silleus wisht to see I am to call Thy tongue to strict account Const. For what despight I ready am to heare and answere all But if directly at the cause I gesse That breeds this challenge you must pardon me And now some other ground of fight professe For I haue vow'd vowes must vnbroken be Sill. What may be your expectation let me know Const. Why ought concerning Salom my sword Shall not be welded for a cause so low A blow for her my arme will scorne t' afford Sill. It is for slandering her vnspotted name And I will make thee in thy vowes despight Sucke vp the breath that did my Mistris blame And swallow it againe to doe her right Const. I prethee giue some other quarrell ground To finde beginning raile against my name Or strike me first or let some scarlet wound Inflame my courage giue me words of shame Doe thou our Moses sacred Lawes disgrace Depraue our nation doe me some despight I 'm apt enough to fight in any case But yet for Salome I will not fight Sill. Nor I for ought but