the Princess to the King and bear that wounded fellow to dressing Come Gentlemen we 'l follow the chase close Ex. Are. Pha. Di. Cle. Thra. and 1 Woodman Coun. I pray you friend let me see the King 2 Wood. That you shall and receive thanks Exeunt Coun. If I get clear with this I 'le go see no more gay sights Enter Bellario Bell. A heaviness near death sits on my brow And I must sleep Bear me thou gentle bank For ever if thou wilt you sweet ones all Let me unworthy press you I could wish I rather were a Coarse strewed o're with you Than quick above you Dulness shuts mine eyes And I am giddy Oh that I could take So sound a sleep that I might never wake Enter Philaster Phi. I have done ill my conscience calls me false To strike at her that would not strike at me When I did sight me thought I heard her pray The gods to guard me She may be abus'd And I a loathed villain if she be She will conceal who hurt her He has wounds And cannot follow neither knows he me Who 's this Bellario sleeping If thou beest Guilty there is no justice that thy sleep Cry within Should be so sound and mine whom thou hast wrong'd So broken Hark I am pursued you gods I 'le take this offer'd means of my escape They have no mark to know me but my wounds If she be true if false let mischief light On all the world at once Sword print my wounds Upon this sleeping boy I ha' none I think Are mortal nor would I lay greater on thee Wounds him Bell. Oh death I hope is come blest be that hand It meant me well again for pities sake Phi. I have caught my self Phi. falls The loss of bloud hath stayed my flight Here here Is he that stroke thee take thy full revenge Use me as I did mean thee worse than death I 'le teach thee to revenge this luckless hand Wounded the Princess tell my followers Thou didst receive these hurts in staying me And I will second thee Get a reward Bell. Fly fly my Lord and save your self Phi. How 's this Wouldst thou I should be safe Bell. Else it were vain For me to live These little wounds I have Ha' not bled much reach me that noble hand I 'le help to cover you Phi. Art thou true to me Bell. Or let me perish loath'd Come my good Lord Creep in amongst those bushes who does know But that the gods may save your much lov'd breath Phi. Then I shall die for grief if not for this That I have wounded thee what wilt thou do Bell. Shift for my self well peace I hear 'em come Within Follow follow follow that way they went Bell. With my own wounds I 'le bloudy my own sword I need not counterfeit to fall Heaven knows That I can stand no longer Enter Pha. Dion Cle. and Thra. Pha. To this place we have tract him by his bloud Cle. Yonder my Lord creeps one away Di. Stay Sir what are you Bell. A wretched creature wounded in these Woods By Beasts relieve me if your names be men Or I shall perish Di. This is he my Lord Upon my soul that hurt her 't is the boy That wicked boy that serv'd her Pha. O thou damn'd in thy creation What cause could'st thou shape to hurt the Princess Bell. Then I am betrayed Di. Betrayed no apprehended Bell. I confess Urge it no more that big with evil thoughts I set upon her and did take my aim Her death For charity let fall at once The punishment you mean and do not load This weary flesh with tortures Pha. I will know who hir'd thee to this deed Bell. Mine own revenge Pha. Revenge for what Bell. It pleas'd her to receive Me as her Page and when my fortunes ebb'd That men strid o're them carelesly she did showr Her welcome graces on me and did swell My fortunes till they overflow'd their banks Threatning the men that crost 'em when as swift As storms arise at sea she turn'd her eyes To burning Suns upon me and did dry The streams she had bestowed leaving me worse And more contemn'd than other little brooks Because I had been great In short I knew I could not live and therefore did desire To die reveng'd Pha. If tortures can be found Long as thy natural life resolve to feel The utmost rigour Philaster creeps out of a bush Cle. Help to lead him hence Phi. Turn back you ravishers of Innocence Know ye the price of that you bear away so rudely Pha. Who 's that Di. 'T is the Lord Philaster Phi. 'T is not the treasure of all Kings in one The wealth of Tagus nor the Rocks of Pearl That pave the Court of Neptune can weigh down That vertue It was I that hurt the Princess Place me some god upon a Piramis Higher than hills of earth and lend a voice Loud as your Thunder to me that from thence I may discourse to all the under-world The worth that dwells in him Pha. How 's this Bell. My Lord some man Weary of life that would be glad to die Phi. Leave these untimely courtesies Bellario Bell. Alas he 's mad come will you lead me on Phi. By all the Oaths that men ought most to keep And Gods do punish most when men do break He toucht her not Take heed Bellario How thou dost drown the vertues thou hast shown With perjury By all that 's good 't was I You know she stood betwixt me and my right Pha. Thy own tongue be thy judge Cle It was Philaster Di. Is 't not a brave boy Well Sirs I fear we were all deceived Phi. Have I no friend here Di. Yes Phi. Then shew it Some good body lend a hand to draw us nearer Would you have tears shed for you when you dieâ— Then lay me gentle on his neck that there I may weep flouds and breath out my spirit 'T is not the wealth of Plutus nor the gold Lockt in the heart of earth can buy away This arm-full from me this had been a ransâ—m To have redeem'd the great Augustus Câ—sar Had he been taken you hard-hearted men More stony than these Mountains can you see Such clear pure bloud drop and not cut your flesh To stop his life To bind whose better wounâ—s Queens ought to tear their hair and with their tears Bath'em Forgive me thou that art the wealth of poor Phi. laster Enter King Arethusa and a Guard King Is the villain ta'ne Pha. Sir here be two confess the deed but say it was Phi. laster Phi. Question it no more it was King The fellow that did fight with him will tell us Are. Ay me I know he will King Did not you know him Are. Sir if it was he he was disguised Phi. I was so Oh my sâ—ars that I should live still King Thou ambitious fool Thou that hast laid a train for thy own life Now I do mean to do I 'le leave to
of news that I am staid Evad. Noble Amintor put off thy amaze Let thine eyes loose and speak am I not fair Looks not Evadne beauteous with these rites now Were those hours half so lovely in thine eyes When our hands met before the holy man I was too foul within to look fair then Since I knew ill I was not free till now Amint. There is presage of some important thing About thee which it seems thy tongue hath lost Thy hands are bloody and thou hast a knife Evad. In this consists thy happiness and mine Joy to Amintor for the King is dead Amint. Those have most power to hurt us that we love We lay our sleeping lives within their arms Why thou hast rais'd up mischief to this height And found out one to out-name thy other faults Thou hast no intermission of thy sins But all thy life is a continuall ill Black is thy colour now disease thy nature Joy to Amintor thou hast touch't a life The very name of which had power to chain Up all my rage and calm my wildest wrongs Evad. 'T is done and since I could not find a way To meet thy love so clear as through his life I cannot now repent it Amint. Could'st thou procure the Gods to speak to me To bid me love this woman and forgive I think I should fall out with them behold Here lies a youth whose wounds bleed in my brest Sent by his violent Fate to fetch his death From my slow hand and to augment my woe You now are present stain'd with a Kings blood Violently shed this keeps night here And throws an unknown wilderness about me Asp. Oh oh oh Amint. No more pursue me not Evad. Forgive me then and take me to thy bed We may not part Amint. Forbear be wise and let my rage go this way Evad. 'T is you that I would stay not it Amint. Take heed it will return with me Evad. If it must be I shall not fear to meet it take me home Amint. Thou monster of cruelty forbear Evad. For heavens sake look more calm Thine eyes are sharper than thou canst mâ—â—â— thy sword Amin. Away away thy knees are more to me than violence I am worse than sick to see knees follow me For that I must not grant for heavens sake stand Evad. Receive me then Amint. I dare not stay thy language In midst of all my anger and my grief Thou dost awake something that troubles me And sayes I lov'd thee once I dare not stay There is no end of womens reasoning Leaves her Evad. Amintor thou shalt love me once again Go I am calm farewell and peace for ever Evadne whom thou hat'st will die for thee Kills her self Amint. I have a little humane nature yet That 's lest for thee that bids me stay thy hand Returns Evad. Thy hand was welcome but came too late Oh I am lost the heavy sleep makes haste She dies Asp. Oh oh oh Amint. This earth of mine doth tremble and I feel A stark affrighted motion in my blood My soul grows weary of her house and I All over am a trouble to my self There is some hidden power in these dead things That calls my flesh into'em I am cold Be resolute and bear 'em company There 's something yet which I am loth to leave There 's man enough in me to meet the fears That death can bring and yet would it were done I can find nothing in the whole discourse Of death I durst not meet the boldest way Yet still betwixt the reason and the act The wrong I to Aspatia did stands up I have not such a fault to answer Though she may justly arm with scorn And hate of me my soul will part less troubled When I have paid to her in tears my sorrow I will not leave this act unsatisfied If all that 's left in me can answer it Asp. Was it a dream there stands Amintor still Or I dream still Amint. How dost thou speak receive my love and help Thy blood climbs up to his old place again There 's hope of thy recovery Asp. Did you not name Aspatia Amint. I did Asp. And talkt of tears and sorrow unto her Amint. 'T is true and till these happy signs in thee Did stay my course 't was thither I was going Asp. Th' art there already and these wounds are hers Those threats I brought with me sought not revenge But came to fetch this blessing from thy hand I am Aspatia yet Amint. Dare my soul ever look abroad agen Asp. I shall live Amintor I am well A kind of healthful joy wanders within me Amint. The world wants lines to excuse thy loss Come let me bear thee to some place of help Asp. Amintor thou must stay I must rest here My strength begins to disobey my will How dost thou my best soul I would fain live Now if I could would'st thou have loved me then Amint. Alas all that I am's not worth a hair from thee Asp Give me thy hand mine hands grope up and down And cannot find thee I am wondrous sick Have I thy hand Amintor Amint. Thou greatest blessing of the world thou hast Asp. I do believe thee better than my sense Oh! I must go farewell Amint. She swounds Aspatia help for Heavens sake water Such as may chain life for ever to this frame Aspatia speak what no help yet I fool I 'le chase her temples yet there 's nothing stirs Some hidden Power tell her that Amintor calls Aâ—â— let her answer me Aspatia speak I haâ—e heard if there be life but bow The body thus and it will shew it self Oh she is gone I will not leave her yet Since out of justice we must challenge nothing I 'le call it mercy if you 'l pity me You heavenly powers and lend for some few years The blessed soul to this fair seat agen No comfort comes the gods deny me too I 'le bow the body once agen Aspatia The soul is fled for ever and I wrong My self so long to lose her company Must I talk now Here 's to be with thee love Kills himself Enter Servant Ser. This is a great grace to my Lord to have the new King come to him I must tell him he is entring O Heaven help help Enter Lysip Melant. Cal. Cleon. Diph. Strato Lys Where 's Amintor Sirat O there there Lys How strange is this Cal. What should we do here Mel. These deaths are such acquainted things with me That yet my heart dissolves not May I stand Stiff here for ever eyes call up your tears This is Amintor heart he was my friend Melt now it flows Amintor give a word To call me to thee Amint. Oh! Mel. Melantius calls his friend Amintor Oh thy arms Are kinder to me than thy tongue Speak speak Amint. What Mel. That little word was worth all the sounds That ever I shall hear agen Diph. O brother here lies your Sister slain You lose your self in sorrow there
to win her Love â—e would not sure have yielded unto me Women love only Opportunitie â—nd not the Man or if she had deny'd â—lone I might have forc'd her to have try'd Who had been stronger O vain Fool to let â—uch blest Occasion pass I 'll follow yet â—y Blood is up I cannot now forbear Enter Alex. and Cloe. â— come sweet Amoret Soft who is here A pair of Lovers He shall yield her me Now Lust is up alike all Women be Alex. Where shall we rest but for the love of me Cloe I know ere this would weary be Clo. Alexis let us rest here if the place Be private and out of the common trace Of every Shepherd for I understood This Night a number are about the Wood Then let us chuse some place where out of sight We freely may enjoy our stoln delight Alex. Then boldly here where we shall ne're be found No Shepherds way lies here 't is hallow'd ground No Maid seeks here her strayed Cow or Sheep Fairies and Fawns and Satyrs do it keep Then carelesly rest here and clip and kiss And let no fear make us our pleasures miss Clo. Then lye by me the sooner we begin The longer ere the day descry our sin Sull. Forbear to touch my Love or by yon slame The greatest power that Shepherds dare to name Here whero thou sit'st under this holy tree Her to dishonour thou shalt buried be Alex. If Pan himself should come out of the lawns With all his Troops of Satyrs and of Fawns And bid me leave I swear by her two eyes A greater Oath than thine I would not rise Sull. Then from the cold Earth never shalt thou move But lose at one stroke both thy Life and Love Clo. Hold gentle Shepherd Sull. Fairest Shepherdess Come you with me I do not love you less Than that fond man that would have kept you there From me of more desert Alex. O yet forbear To take her from me give me leave to dye By her The Satyr enters he runs one way and she another Sat. Now whilst the Moon doth rule the Skie And the Stars whose feeble light Give a pale Shadow to the night Are up great Pan commanded me To walk this Grove about whilst he In a corner of the Wood Where never mortal foot hath stood Keeps dancing musick and a feast To entertain a lovely Guest Where he gives her many a Rose Sweeter than the breath that blows The leaves Grapes Berries of the best I never saw so great a feast But to my Charge here must I stay To see what mortals lose their way And by a false fire seeming bright Train them in and leave them right Then must I watch if any be Forcing of a Chastitie If I find it then in haste Give my wreathed horn a Blast And the Fairies all will run Wildly dancing by the Moon And will pinch him to the bone Till his lustful thoughts be gone Alex. O Death Sat. Back again about this ground Sure I hear a mortal sound I bind thee by this powerful Spell By the Waters of this Well By the glimmering Moon beams bright Speak again thou mortal wight Alex. Oh! Sat. Here the foolish mortal lies Sleeping on the ground arise The poor wight is almost dead On the ground his wounds have bled And his cloaths foul'd with his blood To my Goddess in the Wood Will I lead him whose hands pure Will help this mortal wight to cure Enter Cloe again Clo. Since I beheld you shaggy man my Breast Doth pant each buâ—h methinks should hide a Beast Yâ—t my desire keeps still above my fear I would fain meet some Shepherd knew I where For from one cause of fear I am most free It is impossible to ravish me I am so willing Here upon this ground I left my Love all bloody with his wound Yet till that fearful shape made me be gone Though he were hurt I furnisht was of one But now both lost Alexis speak or move If thou hast any life thou art yet my Love He 's dead or else is with his little might Crept from the Bank for fear of that ill Spright Then where art thou that struck'st my love O stay Bring me thy self in change and then I 'll say Thou hast some justice I will make thee trim With Flowers and Garlands that were meant for him I 'll clip thee round with both mine arms as fast As I did mean he should have been embrac'd But thou art fled What hope is left for me I 'll run to Daphnis in the hollow tree Whom I did mean to mock though hope be small To make him bold rather than none at all I 'll try him his heart and my behaviour too Perhaps may teach him what he ought to do Exit Enter Sullen Shepherd Sul. This was the place 't was but my feeble sight Mixt with the horrour of my deed and night That shap't these fears and made me run away And lose my beauteous hardly gotten prey Speak gentle Shepherdess I am alone And tender love for love but she is gone From me that having struck her Lover dead For silly fear left her alone and fled And see the wounded body is remov'd By her of whom it was so well belov'd Enter Perigot and Amaryllis in the shape of Amoret But these fancies must be quite forgot I must lye close Here comes young Perigot With subtile Amaryllis in the shape Of Amoret Pray Love he may not ' scape Amar. Beloved Perigot shew me some place Where I may rest my limbs weak with the Chace Of thee an hour before thou cam'st at least Per. Be shrew my tardy steps here shalt thou rest Upon this holy bank no deadly Snake Upon this tuâ—f her self in folds doth make Here is no poyson for the Toad to feed Here boldly spead thy hands no venom'd Weed Dares blister them no slimy Snail dare creep Over thy face when thou art fast asleep Here never durst the babling Cuckow spit No slough of falling Star did ever hit Upon this bank let this thy Cabin be This other set with Violets for me Ama. Thou dost not love me Perigot Per. Fair maid You only love to heaâ— it often said You do not doubt Amar. Believe me but I do Per. What shall we now begin again to woo 'T is the best way to make your Lover last To play with him when you have caught him fast Amar. By Pan I swear I loved Perigot And by you Moon I think thou lov'st me not Per. By Pan I swear and if I falsely swear Let him not guard my flocks let Foxes tear My earliest Lambs and Wolves whilst I do sleep Fall on the â—est a Rot among my Sheep I love thee better than the careful Ewe The new-yean'd Lamb that is of her own hew I dote upon thee more than the young-Lamb Doth on the bag that feeds him from his Dam. Were there a sort of Wolves got in my Fold And one ran after thee
both young and old Should be devour'd and it should be my strife To save thee whom I love above my life Ama. How shall I trust thee when I see thee chuse Another Bed and dost my side refuse Per. 'T was only that the chast thoughts might be 〈◊〉 'Twixt thee and me although we were alone Ama. Come Perigot will shew his power that he Can make his Amoret though she weary be Rise nimbly from her Couch and come to his Here take thy Amoret embrace and kiss Per. What means my Love Ama. To do as loâ—â—◠〈◊〉 That are to be enjoy'd not to be woo'd There 's ne'r a Shepherdess in all the plain Can kiss thee with more Art there 's none can feign More wanton tricks Per. Forbear dear Soul to trie Whether my Heart be pure I 'll rather die Than nourish one thought to dishonour thee Amar. Still think'st thou such a thing as Chastitie Is amongst Women Perigot there 's none That with her Love is in a Wood alone And would come home a maid be not abus'd With thy fond first Belief let time be us'd Why dost thou rise Per. My true heart thou hast sâ—â— Ama. Faith Perigot I 'll pluck thee down again Per. Let go thou Serpent that into my brest Hast with thy cunning div'd art not in Jest Ama. Sweet love lye down Per. Since this I live to see Some bitter North-wind blast my flocks and me Ama. You swore you lov'd yet will not do my will Per. O be as thou wert once I 'll love thee still Ama. I am as still I was and all my kind Though other shows we have poor men to blind Per. Then here I end all Love and left my vain Belief should ever draw me in again Before thy face that hast my Youth misled I end my life my blood be on thy head Ama. O hold thy hands thy Amoret doth cry Per. Thou counsel'st well first Amoret shall dye That is the cause of my eternal smart He runs after be Ama. O hold Per. This steel shall pierce thy lustful hâ—â—â—t The Sullen Shepherd steps out and uncharms be Sull. Up and down every where I strew the herbs to purge the air Let your Odour drive hence All mists that dazel fence Herbs and Springs whose hidden might Alters Shapes and mocks the sight Thus I charge you to undo All before I brought ye to Let her flye let her ' scape Give again her own shape Enter Amaryllis in her own shape Amar. Forbear thou gentle Swain thou dost mistake She whom thou follow'dst fled into the brake And as I crost thy way I met thy wrath The only fear of which near slain me hath Per. Pardon fair Shepherdess my rage and night Were both upon me and beguil'd my sight But far be it from me to spill the blood Of harmless Maids that wander in the Wood. Ex. Ama. Enter Amoret Amor. Many a weary step in yonder path Poor hopeless Amoret twice trodden hath To seek her Perigot yet cannot hear His Voice my Perigot she loves thee dear That calls Per. See yonder where she is how fair She shows and yet her breath infects the air Amo. My Perigot Per. Here. Amo. Happy Per. Hapless first 〈◊〉 lights on thee the next blow is the worst Amo. Stay Perigot my love thou art unjust Pers. Death is the best reward that 's due to lust Exit Perigot Sul. Now shall their love be crost for being struck â—e throw her in the Fount lest being took By some night-travaller whose honest care May help to cure her Shepherdess prepare Your self to die Amo. No Mercy I do crave Thou canst not give a worse blow than I have Tell him that gave me this who lov'd him too He struck my soul and not my body through Tell him when I am dead my soul shall be â—t peace if he but think he injur'd me Sul. In this Fount be thy grave thou wert not meant â—uâ—e for a woman thou art so innocent â—e cannot scape for underneath the ground flings her into the well 〈◊〉 a long hollow the clear spring is bound â—â—l on yon side where the Morns Sun doth look The strugling water breaks out in a Brook Exit The God of the River riseth with Amoret in his arms God What powerfull charms my streams do bring â—ck again unto their spring â—ith such force that I their god â—ree times striking with my Rod â—ould not keep them in their ranks â—y Fishes shoot into the banks â—here's not one that stayes and feeds â—ll have hid them in the weeds â—ere's a mortal almost dead â—ln into my River head â—llowed so with many a spell â—at till now none ever fell â—â— a Female young and clear 〈◊〉 in by some Ravisher 〈◊〉 upon her breast a wound 〈◊〉 which there is no plaister bound â—t she 's warm her pulses beat â—s a sign of life and heat 〈◊〉 thou be'st a Virgin pure â—an give a present cure â—ke a drop into thy wound â—m my watry locks more round â—an Orient Pearl and far more pure â—an unchast flesh may endure â—e she pants and from her flesh â—e warm blood gusheth out afresh â—e is an unpolluted maid â—ust have this bleeding staid â—m my banks I pluck this flower â—th holy hand whose vertuous power â—at once to heal and draw â—e blood returns I never saw 〈◊〉 fairer Mortal Now doth break â—r deadly slumber Virgin speak Amo. Who hath restor'd my sense given me new breath â—d brought me back out of the arms of death God I have heal'd thy wounds Amo. Ay me God Fear not him that succour'd thee â—n this Fountains god below 〈◊〉 waters to a River grow â—d'twixt two banks with Osiers set â—at only prosper in the wet â—ough the Meadows do they glide â—heeling still on every side â—etimes winding round about 〈◊〉 find the evenest channel out â—d if thou wilt go with me â—ving mortal companie â—he cool streams shalt thou lye â—e from harm as well as I I will give thee for thy food No Fish that useth in the mud But Trout and Pike that love to swim Where the gravel from the brim Through the pure streams may be seen Orient Pearl fit for a Queen Will I give thy love to win And a shell to keep them in Not a Fish in all my Brook That shall disobey thy look But when thou wilt come sliding by And from thy white hand take a fly And to make thee understand How I can my waves command They shall bubble whilst I sing Sweeter than the silver spring The SONG Do not fear to put thy feet Naked in the River sweet Think not Leach or Newt or Toad Will bite thy foot when thou hast troad Nor let the water rising high As thou wad'st in make thee crie And sob but ever live with me And not a wave shall trouble thee Amo. Immortal power that rul'st this holy flood I know my self unworthy to be woo'd By thee a god for e're this but for
thee I should have shown my weak Mortalitie Besides by holy Oath betwixt us twain I am betroath'd unto a Shepherd swain Whose comely face I know the gods above May make me leave to see but not to love God May he prove to thee as true Fairest Virgin now adieu I must make my waters sly Lest they leave their Channels dry And beasts that come unto the spring Miss their mornings watering Which I would not for of late All the neighbour people sate On my banks and from the fold Two white Lambs of three weeks old Offered to my Deitie For which this year they shall be free From raging floods that as they pass Leave their gravel in the grass Nor shall their Meads be overflown When their grass is newly mown Amo. For thy kindness to me shown Never from thy banks be blown Any tree with windy force Cross thy streams to stop thy course May no beast that comes to drink With his horns cast down thy brink May none that for thy fish do look Cut thy banks to damm thy Brook Bare-foot may no Neighbour wade In thy cool streams wife nor maid When the spawns on stones do lye To wash their Hemp and spoil the Fry God Thanks Virgin I must down again Thy wound will put thee to no pain Wonder not so soon 't is gone A holy hand was laid upon Exit Amo. And I unhappy born to be Must follow him that flies from me Actus Quartus Scena Prima Enter Perigot Per. SHe is untrue unconstant and unkind She 's gone she 's gone blow high thou North-west wind And â—use the Sea to Mountains let the Trees That dare oppose thy raging fury leese Their firm foundation creep into the Earth And shake the world as at the monstrous birth Of some nâ—w Prodigy whilst I constant stand Holding this trustie Boar spear in my hand And falling thus upon it Enter Amaryllis running Amar. Stay thy dead doing hand thou art too hot Against thy self believe me comely Swain If â—â—at thou dyest not all the showers of Rain The heavy clods send down can wash away That soul unmanly guilt the world will lay Upon thee Yet thy love untainted stands Believe me she is constant not the sands Can be so hardly numbred as she won I do not trifle Shepherd by the Moon And all those lesser lights our eyes do view All that I told thee Perigot is true Then be a free man put away despair And will to dye smooth gently up that fair Dâ—â— cted forehead be as when those eyes Took the first heat Per. Alas he double dyes That would believe but cannot 't is not well Ye keep me thus from dying here to dwell With many worse companions but oh death I am not yet inamour'd of this breath So much but I dare leave it 't is not pain In forcing of a wound not after gain Of many dayes can hold me from my will 'T is not my self but Amoret bids kill Ama. Stay but a little little but one hour And if I do not show thee through the power Of herbs and words I have as dark as night My self turn'd to thy Amoret in sight Her very figure and the Robe she wears With tawny Buskins and the book she bears Oâ— thine own Carving where your names are set Wrought underneath with many a curious fret The Prim Rose Chaplet taudry lace and Ring T ou gavâ—st her for her singing with each thing If that she wears about her let me feel The first fell stroke of that Revenging steel Per. I am contented if there be a hope To give it entertainment for the scope Of one poor hour goâ— you shall find me next Under you shady Beech even thus perplext And thus believing Ama. Bind before I goe Thy soul by Pan unto me not to doe Harm or outragious wrong upon thy life Till my return Per. By Pan and by the strife 〈◊〉 had with Phâ—bus for the Mastery When Golden Midaâ— judg'd their Minstreley I will not Exeunt Enter Satyr with Alexis hurt Satyr Softly gliding as I goe With this burthen full of woe Through still silence of the night Guided by the Gloe-worms light Hither am I come at last Many a Thicket have I past Not a twig that durst deny me Not a bush that durst descry me To the little Bird that sleeps On the tender spray nor creeps That hardy worm with pointed tail But if I be under sail Flying faster than the wind Leaving all the clouds behind But doth hide her tender head In some hollow tree or bed Of feeded Nettles not a Hare Can be started from his fare By my footing nor a wish Is more sudden nor a fish Can be found with greater ease Cut the vast unbounded seas Leaving neither print nor sound Than I when nimbly on the ground I measure many a league an hour But behold the happy power That must ease me of my charge And by holy hand enlarge The soul of this sad man that yet Lyes fast bound in deadly fit Heaven and great Pan succour it Hail thou beauty of the bower Whiter than the Paramour Of my Master let me crave Thy vertuous help to keep from Grave This poor Mortal that here lyes Waiting when the destinies Will cut off his thred of life View the wound by cruel knife Trencht into him Clor. What art thou call'st me from my holy rites And with thy feared name of death affrights My tender Ears speak me thy name and will Satyr I am the Satyr that did fill Your lap with early fruit and will When I hap to gather more Bring ye better and more store Yet I come not empty now See a blossom from the bow But beshrew his heart that pull'd it And his perfect sight that cull'd it From the other springing blooms For a sweeter youth the Grooms Cannot show me nor the downs Nor the many neighbouring towns Low in yonder glade I found him Softly in mine Arms I bound him Hither have I brought him sleeping In a trance his wounds fresh weeping In remembrance such youth may Spring and perish in a day Clor. Satyr they wrong thee that do term thee rude Though thou beest outward rough and tawny hu'd Thy manners are as gentle and as fair As his who brags himself born only heir To all Humanity let me see the wound This Herb will stay the current being bound Fast to the Orifice and this restrain Ulcers and swellings and such inward pain As the cold air hath forc'd into the sore This to draw out such putrifying gore As inward falls Satyr Heaven grant it may doe good Clor. Fairly wipe away the blood Hold him gently till I fling Water of a vertuous spring On his temples turn him twice To the Moon beams pinch him thrice That the labouring soul may draw From his great eclipse Satyr I saw His eye-lids moving Clo. Give him breath All the danger of cold death Now is vanisht with this Plaster And this unction do
have not seen Since yesternight we met upon this green To fold our Flocks up any of that train Yet have I walkt these Woods round and have lain All this same night under an aged Tree Yet neither wandring Shepherd did I see Or Shepherdess or drew into mine ear The sound of living thing unless it were The Nightingale among the thick leav'd spring That sits alone in sorrow and doth sing Whole nights away in mourning or the Owl Or our great enemy that still doth howl Against the Moons cold beams Priest Go and beware Of after falling The. Father 't is my care Exit Thenot. Enter Daphnis Old Here comes another Stragler sure I see A Shame in this young Shepherd Daphnis Daph. He. Pri. Where hast thou left the rest that should have been Long before this grazing upon the green Their yet imprison'd flocks Daph. Thou holy man Give me a little breathing till I can Be able to unfold what I have seen Such horrour that the like hath never been Known to the ear of Shepherd Oh my heart Labours a double motion to impart So heavy tidings You all know the Bower Where the chast Clorin lives by whose great power Sick men and Cattel have been often cur'd There lovely Amoret that was assur'd To lusty Perigot bleeds out her life Forc'd by some Iron hand and fatal knife And by her young Alexis Enter Amaryllis running from her Sullen Shepherd Amar. If there be Ever a Neighbour Brook or hollow tree Receive my Body close me up from lust That follows at my heels be ever just Thou god of Shepherds Pan for her dear sake That loves the Rivers brinks and still doth shake In cold remembrance of thy quick pursuit Let me be made a reed and ever mute Nod to the waters fall whilst every blast Sings through my slender leaves that I was chast Pri. This is a night of wonder Amaryll Be comforted the holy gods are still Revengers of thâ—se wrongs Amar. Thou blessed man Honour'd upon these plains and lov'd of Pan Hear me and save from endless infamie My yet unblasted Flower Virginitie By all the Garlands that have crown'd that head By the chaste office and the Marriage bed That still is blest by thee by all the rights Due to our gods and by those Virgin lights That burn before his Altar let me not Fall from my former state to gain the blot That never shall be purg'd I am not now That wanton Amaryllis here I vow To Heaven and thee grave Father if I may Scape this unhappy Night to know the Day To live a Virgin never to endure The tongues or Company of men impure I hear him come save me Pri. Retire a while Behind th s Bush till we have known that vile Abuser of young Maidens Enter Sullen Sul. Stay thy pace Most loved Amaryllis let the Chase Grow calm and milder flye me not so fast I fear the pointed Brambles have unlac'd Thy golden Buskins turn again and see Thy Shepherd follow that is strong and free Able to give thee all content and ease I am not bashful Virgin I can please At first encounter hug thee in mine arm And give thee many Kisses soft and warm As those the Sun prints on the smiling Cheek Of Plums or mellow Peaches I am sleek And smooth as Neptune when stern Eolus Locks up his surly Winds and nimbly thus Can shew my active Youth why dost thou flye Remember Amaryllâ—â— it was I That kill'd Alexis for thy sake and set An everlasting hate 'twixt Amoret And her beloved Perigot 't was I That drown'd her in the Wâ—ll where she must lye Till Time shall leave to be then turn again Turn with thy open arms and clip the Swain That hath perform'd all this turn turn I say I must not be deluded Pri. Monster stay Thou that art like a Canker to the State Thou liv'st and breath'st in eating with debate Through every honest bosome forcing still The Veins of any that may serve thy Will Thou that hast offer'd with a sinful hand To seize upon this Virgin that doth stand Yet trembling here Sull. Good holiness declare What had the danger been if being bare I had embrac'd her tell me by your Art What coming wonders would that sight impart Pri. Lust and a branded Soul Sull. Yet tell me more Hath not our Mother Nature for her store And great encrease said it is good and just And wills that every living Creature must Beget his like Pri. Ye are better read than I I must confess in blood and Lechery Now to the Bower and bring this Beast along Where he may suffer Penance for his wrong Exâ—â—â— Enter Perigot with his hands bloody Per. Here will I wash it in this mornings dew Which she on every little grass doth strew In silver drops against the Sun's appear 'T is holy water and will make me clear My hands will not be cleans'd My wronged Love If thy chaste spirit in the air yet move Look mildly down on him that yet doth stand All full of guilt thy blood upon his hand And though I struck thee undeservedly Let my revenge on her that injur'd thee Make less a fault which I intended not And let these dew drops wash away my spot It will not cleanse O to what sacred Flood Shall I resort to wash away this blood Amid'st these Trees the holy Clorin dwells In a low Cabin of cut Boughs and heals All Wounds to her I will my self address And my rash faults repentantly confess Perhaps she 'll find a means by Art or Prayer To make my hand with chaste blood stained fair That done not far hence underneath some Tree I 'll have a little Cabin built since she Whom I ador'd is dead there will I give My self to strictness and like Clorin live Exit The Curtain is drawn Clorin appears sitting in the Cabâ—â— Amoret sitting on the one side of her Alexis and Cloe on the other the Satyr standing by Clo. Shepherd once more your blood is staid Take example by this Maid Who is heal'd ere you be pure So hard it is lewd lust to cure Take heed then how you turn your eye On each other lustfully And Shepherdess take heed lest you Move his willing eye thereto Let no wring nor pinch nor smile Of yours his weaker sense beguile Is your Love yet true and chaste And for ever so to last Alex. I have forgot all vain desires All looser thoughts ill tempred fires True Love I find a pleasant fume Whose moderate heat can ne'r consume Clo. And I a new fire feel in me Whose chaste flame is not quencht to be Clor. Join your hands with modest touch And for ever keep you such Enter Perigot Per. You is her Cabin thus far off I 'll stand And call her forth for my unhallowed hand I dare not bring so near yon sacred place Clorin come forth and do a timely grace To a poor Swain Clo. What art thou that dost call Clorin is
all their names Who fought for Candy here present before you The mightiest man in Arms Antinous Speak fellow Souldiers Sold. Antinous Antinous Gas Stand by all save the two Competitors Poss My Lords how much your Countrey owes you both The due reward of your desertful glories Must to Posterity remain but yet Since by our Law one only can make claim To the proposed honours which you both It seems have truly merited take leave Freely to plead your rights we shall attend ye Por. Wherein priority of voice is granted Lord Cassilanes to you for that your rare And long experience in the Course of War As well doth challenge it as the best priviledge Of Order and Civility for that You are your brave Opponents worthy Father Say Country-men are you content Sold. I I. Cass Right grave right gracious Fathers how unfit It is for me that all my life time have Been practis'd in the School of Bloud and Slaughter To bandy words now in my lifes last farewel Your Wisedomes will consider were there pitcht Another and another field like that Which not yet three days since this Arm hath scatter'd Defeated and made nothing then the man That had a heart to think he could but follow For equal me he should not through the lanes Of danger and amazement might in that That only of but following me be happy Reputed worthy to be made my Rival For 't is not Lords unknown to those about me My fellow Souldiers first with what a confidence I led them on to sight went on still and As if I could have been a second Nature As well in heartening them by my example As by my exhortation I gave life To quicken courage to inflame revenge To heighten resolution in a word To out-doe action It boots not to discover How that young man who was not fledg'd nor skill'd In Martial play was even as ignorant As childish But I list not to disparage His non ability The signal given Of Battel when our enemies came on Directed more by sury than by warrant Of Policy and Stratagem I met them I in the sore front of the Armies met them And as if this old weather-beaten body Had been compos'd of cannon proof I stood The volleys of their shot I I my self Was he that first dis-rankt their woods of Pikes But when we came to handy-stroaks as often As I lent blows so often I gave wounds And every wound a death I may be bold To justifie a truth this very sword Of mine slew more than any twain besides And which is not the least of all my glorie When he this young man hand to hand in fight Was by the General of the Venetians And such as were his retinue unhors'd I stept between and rescu'd him my self Or horses hooâ—s had trampled him to dirt And whilst he was re-mounting I maintain'd The combate with the gallant General Till having taken breath he throng'd before me Renew'd the sight and with a fatal blow Stole both that honour from me and his life From him whom I before my self alone Had more than full three quarters kill'd a man Well worthy only by this hand to have dy'd Not by a Boys weak push I talk too much But 't is a fault of age If to bring home Long peace long victorie even to your Capitol If to secure your Kingdom wives and children Your lives and liberties if to renown Your honours through the world to six your names Like Blazing stars admir'd and fear'd by all That have but heard of Candy or a Cretan Be to deserve the approvement of my man hood Then thus much have I done what more examine The annals of my life and then consider What I have been and am Lords I have said Gonz. With reverence to the Senate is it lawfull Without your Customes breach to say a word Pos Say on my Lord Gonzalo Gonz. I have heard And with no little wonder such high deeds Of Chivalâ—ie discours'd that I confess I do not think the Worthies while they liv'd All nine deserv'd as much applause or memorie As this one But who can do ought to gain The crown of honour from him must be somewhat More than a man you tread a dangerous path Yet I shall hear you gladly for believe me Thus much let me profess in honours cause I would not to my Father nor my King My Countries Father yield if you transcend What we have heard I can but only say That Miracles are yet in use I fear I have offended Porp. You have spoken nobly Antinous use your priviledge Ant. Princely Fathers E're I begin one suit I have to make 'T is just and honourable Porp. Poss Speak and have it Ant. That you would please the souldiers might all stand Together by their General Poss 'T is granted All fall to yonder side Go on Antinous Ant. I shall be brief and plain all what my Father This Countries Patron hath discours'd is true Fellows in Arms speak you is' t true Sol. True true Ant. It follows that the blaze of my performance Took light from what I saw him do and thus A City though the flame be much more dreadfull May from a little spark be set on fire Of all what I have done I shall give instance Only in three main proofs of my desert First I sought out but through how many dangers My Lords judge ye the chief the great Commander The head of that huge body whose proud weight Our Land shrunk under him I found and fought with Fought with and slew Fellows in Arms speak you Is' t true or not Sold. True true Ant. When he was faln The hearts of all our adversaries Began to quail till young Fernando son To the last Duke of Venice gather'd head And soon renew'd the field by whose example The bold Venetians doubling strength and courage Had got the better of the day our men Supposing that their adversaries grew Like Hydra's head recoyle and 'gan to flye I follow'd them and what I said they know The summe on 't is I call'd them back new rankt them Led on they follow'd shrunk not tell the end Fellows in Arms is' t true or no Sold. True true Ant. Lastly to finish all there was but one The only great exploit which was to take Fernando prisoner and that hand to hand In single sight I did my self without The help of any arm save the arm of Heaven Speak Souldiers is it true or no Sold. Antinous Antinous Ant. Behold my prisoner Fathers Fern. This one man Ruin'd our Army and hath glorifi'd Crete in her robes of mightiness and conquest Pos We need not use long circumstance of words Antinous thou art conquerer the Senate The souldiers and thy valour have pronounc'd it All. Antinous Antinous Porp. Make thy demand Cas Please ye my Lords give leave That I may part Pos No Cassilane the Court Should therein be dishonour'd do not imagin We prize your presence at so slight a rate
Have I no rule yet as I live he dyes That does not execute my will and suddenly Bal. All that thou canst do takes but one short hour from me Rol. Hew off her hands Ham. Lady hold off Ed. Nay hew 'em Hew off my innocent hands as he commands you Exeunt Guard Count Baldwin They 'll hang the faster on for Deaths convulsion Thou seed of Rocks will nothing move thee then Are all my tears lost all my righteous Prayers Drown'd in thy drunken wrath I stand thus then Thus boldly bloody Tyrant And to thy face in Heavens high Name defie thee And may sweet mercy when thy soul sighs for it When under thy black mischiefs thy flesh trembles When neither strength nor youth nor friends nor gold Can stay one hour when thy most wretched Conscience Wak'd from her dream of death like fire shall melt thee When all thy Mothers tears thy Brothers wounds Thy Peoples fears and curses and my loss My aged fathers loss shall stand before thee Rol. Save him I say run save him save her Father Fly and redeem his head Exit Latorch Ed. May then that pity That comfort thou expect'st from Heaven that mercy Be lockt up from thee fly thee howling find thee Despair Oh my sweet father storms of terrours Blood till thou burst again Rol. Oh fair sweet anger Enter Latorch and Hamond with a Head Lat. I am too late Sir 't was dispatch'd before And his Head is here Rol And my Heart there go bury him Give him fair Rites of Funeral decent Honours Ed. Wilt thou not take me Monster highest Heaven Give him a punishment fit for his mischief Lat. I fear thy Prayer is heard and he rewarded Lady have patience 't was unhappy speed Blame not the Duke 't was not his fault but Fates He sent you know to stay it and commanded In care of you the heavy object hence Soon as it came have better thoughts of him Enter Citizens 1 Cit. Where 's this young Traytor Lat. Noble Citizens here And here the wounds he gave your soveraign Lord. 1 Cit. This Prince of force must be Belov'd of Heaven whom Heaven hath thus preserv'd 2 Cit. And if he be belov'd of Heaven you know He must be just and all his actions so Rol. Concluded like an Oracle Oh how great A grace of Heaven is a wise Citizen For Heaven 't is makes 'em wise as 't makes me just As it preserves me as I now survive By his strong hand to keep you all alive Your Wives your Children Goods and Lands kept yours That had been else preys to his tyrannous Power That would have prey'd on me in Bed assaulted me In sacred time of Peace my Mother here My Sister this just Lord and all had felt The certain Gulph of this Conspiracy Of which my Tutor and my Chancellour Two of the gravest and most counted honest In all my Dukedom were the monstrous Heads Oh trust no honest men for their sakes ever My politick Citizens but those that breathe The Names of Cut-throats Usurers and Tyrants Oh those believe in for the foul-mouth'd World Can give no better terms to simple goodness â—ven me it dares blaspheme and thinks me tyrannous For saving my own life sought by my Brother Yet those that sought his life before by poyson Though mine own servants hoping to please me I 'll lead to death for 't which your Eyes shall see 1 Cit. Why what a Prince is here 2 Cit. How just 3 Cit. How gentle Rol. Well now my dearest Subjects or much rather My Nerves my Spirits or my vital Blood Turn to your needful rests and setled peace Fix'd in this root of steel from whence it sprung In Heavens great help and Blessing but ere sleep Bind in his sweet oblivion your dull senses The Name and Vertue of Heavens King advance For yours in chief for my deliverance Cit. Heaven and his King save our most pious Soveraign Exeunt Citizen Rol. Thanks my good people Mother and kind Sister And you my noble Kinsmen things born thus Shall make ye all command whatever I Enjoy in this my absolute Empire Take in the Body of my Princely Brother For whose Death since his Fate no other way Would give my eldest birth his supream Right We 'll mourn the cruel influence it bears And wash his Sepulchre with kindly tears Aub. If this game end thus Heavens will rule the set What we have yielded to we could not let Exeunt omnes praeter Latorch and Edith Lat. Good Lady rise and raise your Spirits withal More high than they are humbled you have cause As much as ever honour'd happiest Lady And when your Ears are freer to take in Your most amendful and unmatched fortunes I 'll make you drown a hundred helpless deaths In Sea of one life pour'd into your Bosome With which shall flow into your arms the Riches The Pleasures Honours and the rules of Princes Which though death stop your ears methinks should open 'em Assay to forget death Ed. Oh slaughter'd Father Lat. Taste of what cannot be redress'd and bless The Fate that yet you curse so since for that You spake so movingly and your sweet eyes With so much Grace fill'd that you set on fire The Dukes affection whom you now may rule As he rules all his Dukedome is' t not sweet Does it not shine away your sorrows Clouds Sweet Lady take wise heart and hear and tell me Ed. I hear no word you speak Lat. Prepare to hear then And be not barr'd up from your self nor add To your ill fortune with your far worse judgment Make me your servant to attend with all joys Your sad estate till they both bless and speak it See how they 'll bow to you make me wait command me To watch out every minute for the stay Your modest sorrow fancies raise your graces And do my hopes the honour of your motion To all the offered heights that now attend you Oh how your touches ravish how the Duke Is slain already with your flames embrac'd I will both serve and visit you and often Ed. I am not fit Sir Lat. Time will make you Lady Exeunt SCENE II. Enter the Guard 3 or 4 Boys then the Sheriff Cook Yeoman of the Cellar Butler Pantler to execution 1 Guard Come bring in these fellows on away with ' em 2 Guard Make room before there room for the Prisoners 1 Boy Let 's run before Boys we shall have no places else 2 Boy Are these the youths Cook These are the youths you look for And pray my honest friends be not so hasty There will be nothing done till we come I assure you 3 Boy Here 's a wise hanging are there no more Butl. Do you hear Sir you may come in for your share if you please Cook My friend if you be unprovided of a hanging You look like a good fellow I can afford you A reasonable penny-worth 2 Boy Afore afore Boys here 's enough to make us sport Yeom
generous bond to follow him Follows his Taylor haply so long until The follow'd make pursuit or let me know Why mine own Barber is unblest with him My poor Chinn too for 't is not Cizard just To such a Favorites glass What Cannon is there That does command my Rapier from my hip To dangle't in my hand or to goe tip toe Before the street be soul either I am The fore-horse in the Team or I am none That draw i' th' sequent trace these poor slight sores Need not a Plantain That which tips my bosome Almost to th' heart's Arcite Our Uncle Creon Pal. He A most unbounded Tyrant whose successes Makes Heaven unfear'd and villany assured Beyond its power there 's nothing almost puts Faith in a Feavor and deifies alone Voluble chance who only attributes The faculties of other Instruments To his own Nerves and act Commands men service And what they win in 't boot and glory on That fears not to harm good dares not Let The bloud of mine that 's sibbe to him be suckt From me with Leeches let them break and fall Off me with that corruption Arc. Clear spirited Cosin Let 's leave his Court that we may nothing share Of his loud infamy for our milk Will relish of the pasture and we must Be vile or disobedient not his kinsmen In blood unless in quality Pal. Nothing truer I think the ecchoes of his shames have deaf't The ears of heav'nly Justice widdows cries Descend again into their throats and have not Due audience of the gods Valerius Enter Valerius Val. The King calls for you yet be leaden-footed Till his great rage be off him Phebus when He broke his whipstock and exclaim'd against The Horses of the Sun but whisper'd to The loudness of his fury Pal. Small winds shake him But what 's the matter Val. Theseus who where he threats appals hath sent Deadly defiance to him and pronounces Ruin to Thebs who is at hand to seal The promise of his wrath Arc. Let him approach But that we fear the gods in him he brings not A jot of terror to us yet what man Thirds his own worth the case is each of ours When that his actions dregg'd with mind assur'd 'T is bad he goes about Pal. Leave that unreason'd Our services stand now for Thebs not Creon Yet to be neutral to him were dishonor Rebellious to oppose therefore we must With him stand to the mercy of our Fate Who hath bounded our last minute Arc. So we must I st sed this wars a foot or it shall be On fail of some condition Val. 'T is in motion The intelligence of state came in the instant With the defier Pol. Let 's to the King who were he A quarter carrier of that honor which His enemy came in the bloud we venture Should be as for our health which were not spent Rather laid out for purchase but alas Our hands advanc'd before our hearts what will The fall o' th' stroke do damage Arci. Let th' event That never-erring Arbitrator tell us When we know all our selves and let us follow The becking of our chance Exeunt Scena Tertia Enter Perithous Hippolita Emilia Pir. No further Hip. Sir farewel repeat my wishes To our great Lord of whose success I dare not Make any timerous question yet I wish him Excess and overflow of power and 't might be To dure ill-dealing fortune speed to him Store never hurts good Governors Pir. Though I know His Ocean needs not my poor drops yet they Must yield their tribute there My precious Maid Those best affections that the heavens infuse In their best temper'd pieces keep enthron'd In your dear heart Emil. Thanks Sir remember me To our all-Royal Brother for whose speed The great Bellona I 'll solicite and Since in our terrene State petitions are not Without gifts understood I 'll offer to her What I shall be advis'd she likes our hearts Are in his Army in his Tent. Hip. In 's bosom We have been Soldiers and we cannot weep When our Friends do'n their helms or put to Sea Or tell of Babes broach'd on the Launce or Women That have sod their Infants in and after eat them The brine they wept at killing 'em Then if You stay to see of us such Spinsters we Should hold you here for ever Pir. Peace be to you As I pursue this war which shall be then Beyond further requiring Exit Pit Emil. How his longing Follows his friend since his depart his sports Though craving seriousness and skill past slightly His careless execution where nor gain Made him regard or loss consider but Playing o'er business in his hand another Directing in his head his mind nurse equal To these so diff'ring Twins have you observ'd him Since our great Lord departed Hip. With much labour And I did love him sor't they two have Cabin'd In many as dangerous as poor a corner Peril and want contending they have skift Torrents whose roaring tyranny and power I' th' least of these was dreadful and they have Fought out together where Death's-self was lodg'd Yet Fate hath brought them off their knot of love Ti'd weav'd intangl'd with so true so long And with a finger of so deep a cunning May be out-worn never undone I think Theseus cannot be umpire to himself Cleaving his conscience into twain and doing Each side like Justice which he loves best Emil. Doubtless There is a best and reason has no manners To say it is not you I was acquainted Once with a time when I enjoy'd a Play-fellow You were at wars when she the grave enrich'd Who made too proud the Bed took leave o' th' Moon Which then lookt pale at parting when our count Was each eleven Hip. 'T was Flavia. Two Hearses ready with Palamon and Arcite The three Queens Theseus and his Lords ready Emil. Yes You talk of Pirithous and Theseus love Theirs has more ground is more maturely season'd More buckled with strong judgement and their needs The one of th' other may be said to water Their intertangled roots of love but I And she I sigh and spoke of were things innocent Lov'd for we did and like the Elements That know not what nor why yet do effect Rare issues by their operance our souls Did so to one another what she lik'd Was then of me approv'd what not condemn'd No more arraignment the flower that I would pluck And put between my breasts oh then but beginning To swell about the blossom she would long Till she had such another and commit it To the like innocent Cradle where Phenix-like They di'd in perfume on my head no toy But was her pattern her affections pretty Though happily her careless were I followed For my most serious decking had mine ear Stol'n some new air or at adventure humm'd on From musical Coynage why it was a Note Whereon her spirits would sojourn rather dwell on And sing it in her slumbers This rehearsal Which fury innocent wots well
service Now Sir shall you joyn with me in petitioning for fifty men more in regard of my arrearages to you which if granted I will bestow the whole profit of those fifty men on thee and thine heirs for ever till Atropos do cut this simple thred Corn. No more dear Corporal Sir Nichodemus that shall be I cry your wishes mercie I am your servant body and goods moveables and immoveables use my house use my wife use me abuse me do what you list Nich. A figment is a candid lye this is an old Pass Mark what follows Exeunt Enter Martius and two Captains Mar. Pray leave me you are Romans honest men Keep me not company I am turn'd knave Have lost my fame and nature Athens Athens This Dorigen is thy Palladium He that will sack thee must betray her first Whose words wound deeper than her husbands sword Her eyes make captive still the Conqueror And here they keep her only to that end O subtill devil what a golden ball Did tempt when thou didst cast her in my way Why foolish Sophocles broughtst thou not to field Thy Lady that thou mightst have overcome Martius had kneel'd and yielded all his wreathes That hang like Jewels on the seven-fold hill And bid Rome send him out to fight with men For that she knew he durst and not ' gainst Fate Or Deities what mortal conquers them Insatiate Julius when his Victories Had run ore half the world had he met her There he had stopt the legend of his deeds Laid by his Arms been overcome himself And let her vanquish th' other half And fame Made beauteous Dorigen the greater name Shall I thus fall I will not no my tears Cast on my heart shall quench these lawless fires He conquers best conquers his lewd desires Enter Dorigen with Ladyes Dor. Great Sir my Lord commands me visit you And thinks your retir'd melancholy proceeds From some distast of worthless entertainment Will 't please you take your chamber how d' ye do Sir Mar. Lost lost again the wild rage of my blood Doth Ocean like oreflow the shallow shore Of my weak virtue my desire 's a vane That the least breath from her turns every way Dor. What says my Lord Mar. Dismiss your women pray And I 'll reveal my grief Dor. Leave me Mar. Long tales of love whilst love it self Might be enjoyed are languishing delays There is a secret strange lies in my brest I will partake wi' you which much concerns Your Lord your self and me Oh! Dor. Strange secrets Sir Should not be made so cheap to strangers yet If your strange secret do no lower lie Then in your brest discover it Mar. I will Oh! can you not see it Lady in my sighs Dor. Sighs none can paint and therefore who can see Mar. Scorn me not Dorigen with mocks Alcides That master'd monsters was by beautie tam'd Omphale smil'd his club out of his hand And made him spin her smocks O sweet I love you And I love Sophocles I must enjoy you And yet I would not injure him Dor. Let go You hurt me Sir fare well Stay is this Martius I will not tell my Lord he 'll swear I lye Doubt my fidelitie before thy honor How hast thou vex'd the gods that they would let thee Thus violate friendship hospitalitie And all the bounds of sacred pietie Sure thou but tri'st me out of love to him And wouldst reject me if I did consent O Martius Martius wouldst thou in one minute Blast all thy Laurels which so many years Thou hast been purchasing with blood and sweat Hath Dorigen never been written read Without the epithet of chast chast Dorigen And wouldst thou fall upon her chastitie Like a black drop of ink to blot it out When men shall read the records of thy valour Thy hitherto-brave virtue and approach Highly content yet to this foul assault Included in this leaf this ominous leaf They shall throw down the Book and read no more Though the best deeds ensue and all conclude That ravell'd the whole story whose sound heart Which should have been prov'd the most leprous part Mar. O! thou confut'st divinely and thy words Do fall like rods upon me but they have Such silken lines and silver hooks that I Am faster snar'd my love has ta'en such hold That like two wrestlers though thou stronger be And hast cast me I hope to pull thee after I must or perish Dor. Perish Martius then For I here vow unto the gods These rocks These rocks we see so fix'd shall be removed Made champion field ere I so impious prove To stain my Lords bed with adulterous love Enter Valerius Val. The gods protect fair Dorigen Dor. Amen From all you wolvish Romanes Exit Val. Ha what 's this Still brother in your moods O than my doubts Are truths Have at it I must try a way To be resolv'd Mar. How strangely dost thou look what ailst thou Val. What ailst thou Mar. Why I 'm mad Val. Why I 'm madder Martius draw thy sword And lop a villain from the earth for if Thou wilt not on some tree about this place I 'll hang my self Valerius shall not live To wound his brothers honor stain his Countrey And branded with ingratitude to all times Mar. For what can all this be Val. I 'm in love Mar. Why so am I. With whom ha Val. Dorigen Mar. With Dorigen how dost thou love her speak Val. Even to the height of lust and I must have her or else I die Mar. Thou shalt thou daring Traitor On all the confines I have rid my horse Was there no other woman for thy choice But Dorigen Why villain she is mine She makes me pine thus sullen mad and fool 'T is I must have her or I die Val. O all ye gods With mercy look on this declining rock Of valour and of virtue breed not up From infancie in honor to full man As you have done him to destroy here strike For I have onely search'd thy wound dispatch Far far be such love from Valerius So far he scorns to live to be call'd brother By him that dares own such folly and such vice Mar. 'T is truth thou speak'st but I do hate it peace If heaven will snatch my sword out of my hand And put a rattle in it what can I do He that is destin'd to be odious In his old age must undergo his fate Enter Cornelius and Nichodemus Corn. If you do not back me I shall never do 't Nich. I warrant you Corn. Humh humh Sir my Lord my Lord. Mart. Hah what 's the matter Corn. Humh concerning the odd fifty my Lord and 't please your Generality his Worship Sir Nichodemus Mar. What 's here a Pass you would for Rome you lubbers doth one days laziness make ye covet home away ye boarish rogues ye dogs away Enter wife Wife Oh oh oh How now man are you satisfi'd Corn. I I I a o' your Corporal I 'm paid soundly I was