the Prince Dionysius Exit Clean. It may advance something if you speak kindly To the young Highness who may be Honorably Preserv'd and be of use to our Necessities The gods allow us prudence Exit Tim. I 'le withdraw Enter Dionysius Clea. Your Highness humble Servant I rejoyce To see you cheerful Sir the Queen was thinking The late unkindness of your Father might Have made too deep Imprission in your thoughts Dionis 'T was an Affront shook my Obedience But you see I wear a quiet Face Clean. I see you can Retain You filial Piety Dionis I preserve My thoughts in their own purity to the Queen And came to kiss her Hand Enter Timandra Clea. She 's coming forth I 'le leave you Dionis Your near Relation may do me a Favour When I am absent by some friendly mention I may deserve it Clean. You have already Sir Exit Cleander Dionis Madam it was not A want within me of that most Religious Esteem I owe to your person that I did not shew more of passion in my late Affront And you concern'd Tim. You shew'd a noble temper And piety to your Father Dionis I hope Madam You wonot think my soul so much a Coward To quit the least thought of my Honoring you The Pride and Glory of your Sex I hold it A greater Blessing to call you Mistris than him Father Tim. But with your Highness pardon Here 's nothing of ill Consequence consider'd Or to your self or me And dangers have But ill Invitements to Affection Though you have made me Captive I am not So weary of my self to wear new Chains What is your Father's Court to me A Prison But with more Paint and Ornament I take The Garden Air sometimes the Fields or Grove But not without your Father in whose absence I want not spies upon me In each Chamber And Gallery And this he calls by Liberty And glorious Freedom But you cannot help it Dionisi Madam I came to tell you that I can And will if you consent Tim. To what Dion To accept it as my Service and my Duty I know you look upon me now with wonder Forgive me and forget I brought you hither To exercise the greatness of your Virtue And when I kiss this sacred Hand let it Bind like an Oath that 's sworn by all the Gods I will not rest 'till you are free again Out of the reach and force of Siracuse In your own Kingdom where your Subjects eyes To see you agen Surpriz'd with your blest presence Shall weep their sudden joys and dye contented Nay in your own Court Madam where I found you When you were praying unto stubborn Heaven That heard you not If all this be not done By mee and ere the Sun three times Rejoyce The world with Day Conclude that I am dead And one thing Madam more I scorn to make A Price or name my own Reward when this Is perfect you may please to think I lov'd you Tim. You have nam'd such things Sir give me your pardon I have not hope eneough to think'em possible But such an Act would merit much Dion I must Seem calme and easie to my Father 'till It come to Action the method is already Form'd in my Brain All that is good attend you Exit Enter Cleander Clean. I am glad to see these Smiles aboard Tim. I have a story will concern our happiness This Dionisius may be noble Clean. I mainly doubt it Madam if the Devil Should spawn a Saint it would be wonderful Enter a Lady Lady Madam a young Gentleman from the King Humbly desires Access Tim. We are interrupted I guess upon what Embassy he comes Please you Withdraw Enter Calanthe Clean. He 's young and handsome What great pity it is He should be a Knave so soon But the Usurper Is cunning to engage such Innocent Faces To abuse our fond Belief How the Urchin throws His eyes upon me As he would stare me Out o' th ' Presence Exit Cleander Clean. Madam I hope you will vouchsafe your pardon If no express a Service for your just Concerns I beg a Freedom Tim. You attend the King Cal. Madam I do but am not now his Messenger Tim. I like it better Cal. Though I bring with me what is fit for Princes To hear the Language of an humble Heart That in the general interest to Virtue Comes to unlade it self and do you service Tim. Thou givest thy business a spacious preface And by thy looks it should be fair But yet Sweet youth take heed the Court thou com'st from do not Instruct thee wrong Thou serv'st a Master wise Enough to Teach Cal. My attendance on the King Madam doth carry No early date and if you dare believe me My time hath been to mourn not to admire Transactions of the Court Some tears I have wept Though a stranger to your Person for your sake Tim. Prethee take off my wonder and be clear This Language would invite me to believe There were some Danger near Cal. I would give it a Name That should not fright you for it is Within your choise timely to scatter a'l Those hovering Clouds that may involve you in Too late Repentance Tim. Still thou art obscure Cal. It is no secret in the Court The King For that he has made his Title now does love you Enter Damocles Dam. Ha! what makes that Boy here I le observe He obscures Cal. And cherishes a hope by marriage To fix his never satisfyed Ambition Tim. This is not thy Concernment Cal. But it will Be yours too soon and justly may be mine Who have a Heart that inward bleeds to see So great a Queen and more than great in Virtue Made a Tyrants hopes Tim. Thy duty to the King obliges thee To wish him well although my Ruâ—n Follow Alas I have no favours to Reward thee Cal. To serve your Virtue is above Reward Save what Heaven gives Tim. This boldness wants example Cal. I confess it And in that answers his impiety You cannot choose but know it Fame has not Yet lost his Tongue abroad and it might reach Your ear Or if you have not been so happy 'T is not too late to tell you he is false To Heaven and all mankind Within his Breast Dwells no ingredient of Love or Honour And though he carry Bolsome in his Lip 'T is to betray you at last a Sacrifice To his unruly Greatness Tim. I am a Queen Cal. But in a Tyrants power which knows no Law When he has secured your Crown to his Ambition Tim. I have heard too much of him he dares not Act A Violence although I be his Prisoner Cal. He that durst act a Sacriledge upon His King will think it but a petty Trespass To bruise or break a soft Heart such as yours Tim. All this I know is Truth But why from him Aside But that he speak so passionately the Vices Of this great man I should believe I had A Rival that obscur'd within
I' th' Temple Sir the Gates are spread So so The Souldiers have been at it The Scean Timoleons Tombe where things appear in some confusion the Souldiers knocking down Senators and some are carried off wounded Dam. Whether most Reverend Fathers Hug. Sir the press of People is so great expecting Your Excellency that these venerable Gentlemen Did faint sor want of Air and are Now led forth to Breath their Last Aside Dam. Alas Convey 'em gently to a Refreshing 2. Sen. Impudence 'T is thy Treachery Expect A black Reward 1. Sen. Dost thou not fear a Thunder-bolt Officers March March on Exeunt Senat. Hug. Those that remain are your own Creatures Sir And most of 'em my Cuckolds their Wives Shall bear me witness Aside Dam. They Represent a Counsel of the Gods Hug. Had they all Provinces in Heaven they would Resign 'em to you and be damn'd to serve you Dam. Grave honour'd Gentlemen True Patriots and Preservers of your Country VVhose Bosome was late panting and her Check Pale wiâ—h the loss of Blood the Punick Sword Had Ravish'd from her I come not to shake you VVith Terrors of new War nor to ask Pay For your bold Souldiers by whose Valour you Enjoy your Shade Sleep quietly and Foes Abroad calm as the Dust that covers 'em At home no Relick of the publick Enemy That fil'd your Streets with blood Young Cleander Is out of Capacity to give You Alarum in this World unless he can After so long a sleep i' th' Waves break from His gloomy habitation and his Sister In her self inconsiderable were she alive Hath to my knowledg been long since a Tenant To her cold Grave in this Conjuncture of Affairs your weary General Doth at your feet lay down his Sword and all That power to Act you gave him 1. Sen. How 's this 2. Sen. It must not be Sir The Senators rise Hug. So so they are perfect I see and he dissembles To my own Heart The Devil cannot match him Aside Dam. It remains only that I humbly beg Grave Fathers your consent that I may now There being no further use of me already Tyr'd with the careful conduct of your Arms Retreat into a private life and spend My rest of days in Prayer that you may live A flourishing State 3. Sen. Will you desert us then Dam. Good Heaven avert so foul a Thought I shall Be near you still and after refreshment If danger dare approach at your first call Take up my Sword again and in your Cause Give up my Life your Safety or your Sacrifice 1. Sen. However your great soul will not allow A sense of danger Sir we are not safe If you will not resume your Sword and Power I speak the General Vote 2. Sen. You doe not Sir VVith pardon of your Gravity Reach VVhat we most desire In justice Sir To your great prudence of so eminent Valour To which we owe our Lives our Liberties And what else we enjoy We humbly pray You would exchange the Title of our General And take from us the offer of a Kingdom The Crown cannot be plac'd upon a Head So much deserves it Hug. Thou Boy 3. Sen. As it were Ingratitude in us to Court your Virtue VVith any less Oblation So it will be The great Unhappiness within our Fate If you refuse it Sir in mine you hear The Breach of all Omn. All All. Hug. Now must he Cant a little Aside â— Dam. I doe not understand you Gentlemem Pray speak-agen Hug. He cannot hear 't too often 3. Sen. Here we divest our selves of Power and Name Of useless Senators and all Bow to you As humble Subjects 2 Sen. All ready with our persons to attend And declare it to the People Dam. You amaze me Gentlemen Collect your Wisdoms I am consum'd already with less Cares Too feeble to sustain a Crown I think VVith pardon you did Name the Word My sleeps Under that little Province I enjoy'd Before were thin and those poor slumbers full Of Trouble and Destraction 'T will be justice That under such a Weight I never sleep So much will the Concernment of my Cares For you oblige me to perpetual waking I dare not Gentlemen give Entertainment To such ambicious Thoughts Among your selves How many worthier men to sit at Helme Not one in all this Circle but is qualified To Guide a Nation I have no Name No Birth no Images Nothing in Annalls To speak the Glory of one Predecessor Sen. This is your modesty which cannot be Greater then the Necessity upon us To live under a Royal shade You have An influence upon him pray Sir speak Hug. You hear what Necessity there is You 'l break their hearts if you deny'm Dam. Gentlemen Vouchsafe me But some few Hours to Consider Hug. Hours They will be dead within this half hour If you refuse it Pity the Venerable Gentlemen Observe they Weep and I doe melt to see 'em Dam. I cannot stand the storm of this Affection Doe with me what you please Although you make Me King I hope I may take leave to Call My self your Servant in my Heart and study By all the duties of a Prince 1. Sen. Wee are all satisfied 2. Sen. Sir we all wait on you And think our Happiness Incompleat till VVe hear the Voyce of all the Citizens Oâ—t noise the Trumpets at your Coronation VVith long live Damoeles King of Scicily Dam. The works done A shout within Hug. Heark the noise is Catching Dam He that Aspires must know no Conscience I see 't is easier to be great then good Some Trees thrives best whose Roots are warm'd in Blood Exeunt omnes Actus Secundus Enter Hugo Strato Proclus Hug. COme let me see your Bills of Mortality How many Have dyed this week of the Bloody Sweat Reads Three Senatours knock'd o'th'Head at Timoleoâ—s Tombe and four in the Street for not holding Their peace Six Senatours drown'd thrown From a Precipice into the Sea Two and twenty buried alive How buried alive Pro. Why these were Totally plundred or Compounded At so high a Rate for their Liberty they must Starve presently Which we call burying alive Hug. That 's right Well Gentlemen I have been Studying for you and have found out more Employment Unless your Conscience have enough and in that want Of wit have an inclination to live Honest. Stra. You have better thoughts of us Pro. What is 't dear Sir Hug. Observe me I will procure you Commissions VVhen you please to talk witty Treason Stra. Thank you and so when the State please we may Be ingeniously hang'd for 't Hug. Y' are dull Officers and doe not Reach the Knack Yet I 'le tell you You shall insinuate into The Company of discontented Persons Pro. So Sir Hug. You will have the Wit to choose men of a sound Kidney that have Estates I mean and can Endure to bleed in the Mettal Vein Stra. What then We understand this Hug. Comply with the 'r discourses and Humour every Complaint upon
must deny thee nothing But deferr it I have something that is near me to Consider Dionis Near you Sir I am your Son Dam. Do you affect the Queen Dionis 'T is in my Heart confest and Sir I hope You will consent to make me further happy Dam. Call in those thoughts and be your self Remove Exit Dion I bid him be himself and caâ—ot Curb My own effeminate Passion Now she 's gone I am at ease Why how now Damocles Hast thou beheld the Horror of a Battle Stood all the danger of the Sea and Fire Heard grones that shook the Dead unmov'd and constant And shall the magick of a Voice or Face That perhaps owes its Beauty to a Pencil Betray thee into paleness and a fear Of every frown and think it Happiness If she but Counterfeit a Smile upon thee Wake wake my Soul and do thy noble Office Upon my Heart that now is Shrunk and Creeping To be a Females Scorn Who will Obey me When I Un-king my self Ha! I am arm'd Against her Charmes It is too like a Virtue To be Love Who waites Where is the Queen Enter Dâ—onysius and Cleomenes leading the Queen by the Hand with Cleander The Devil has a Claw within me still Starts at their Approach There is some Witchcraft in her Eyes and person That softens me agen Dionysius Now I commend thy prudence that dost offer With thy own Hand what is so pretious to me Dionis If you please this may have other Application I can Challenge no Affection from the Queen But for your Kingdom I wonot leave my Hopes she may at last look kindly On my Intentions Dam. What if I love her You will not be my Rival Dionis With your pardon If you be not Cruel to your Son Deny me not what every Souldier looks on The purchase of his Sword She is my Prisoner The Law of Armes gives her to me Dam. Fools will be Clerks before they Read I blush at thee The Law of Armes gives no propriety Of persons when we make 'em Prisoners The Ransome they may Challenge If thou hast An Avarice so low it shall be paid thee Cherish no other Hopes lest I be angry Dionis This my Reward Tim. Sir I intreat your Son may not for his Civilities to me meet with your Anger Dam. His best Regards to you became his Honour I hope you will not Frown on mine I have This Madam only more to say You shall But change your Pallace for â—y Court Which will Receive new Honour by your presence Whilst I change the name of King to be your â—ervant Tim. This I expected not and blush a little Aside To find my self deceiv'd I only pray This noble Moor whose Fate hath suffer'd much In mine may have a part in your high Favour And Freedome Dam. Sir you have it Now Madam I 'le wait on you Exeunt Dam. leading Tima. and Cleandra Dionis Cleomenes hast thou Art to give a name to this Affront Cleo. I am sorry Sir to witness it his passion wonot last pray let me follow you Dionis My Lord I have found your Love Loose not the King O my enraged Soul beats to get forth Cleom. goes off It is too full of Flame to come abroad yet Butâ— I must not grow old with this Dishonour His Act hath disoblig'd my Blood which will Admit no Calm until by Force or Art I tear the fair Timandra from his Heart Exeunt Actus Tertius Enter Cleander and Timandra Clean. How shall I give my Grief a name that Live And yet am worse than lost misfortune never Declar'd me miserable till this Hour For while I Read bright Comforts in thy Eyes See my self lov'd and promis'd to be once The happy Owner of thy self and Virtue I do Behold a Hand wonld Snatch thee from me Tim. It must be the cold Hand of Death I promis'd My Love to you with such devotion As with our last Breath gives up our Souls To Heaven And those that dare lay Violence Upon our mutual Vows shall Reap the fruit Or nothing but their Sins Clean. Thou art excellently good Perfection has No name in Nature large enough for thine And what am I to merit so much Goodness Thou canst not chuse but see how much I am A darkning to thy Lustre every Smile Bestow'd on me is but a Sun-beam cast Upon a Rock which cannot pay the Gift With any thing but Barrenness The gods For fome offence are Angry all with me So much that 't were a Sin almost to ask A kindness from above for thee least they Punish thy Virtue for my sake Tim. Or yours rather for me Clean. My Stars have made a Faction in Heaven And poison'd all the Influence of thine Which else would be less cruel and take thee Into their kinder Conduct Is 't not then A Justice to Remove me from thy Love Then all thy Grief would Vanish soon with me Or else command me to Act something for Thy sake which in the doing may destroy me Tim. You do not think I can be so unkind To impose a danger upon you whom I Have Beg'd of Heaven and whose misfortunes I have Wept for as my Sins and wish'd 'em wholly mine So I might ease your Breast You have forgot I only Live in you and when you dye Timandra is destroy'd I shall despise The Tyrants Policy and Rage Clean. Thou hast nam'd the Reason Why 't is fit I should not Live Tim. To see my Constancy Clean. And what must follow A constant persecution of thy Innocence Tim. 'T is Conquest that way to be Overcome I am sure you wonâ— me so Clean. I know thy Blood will throw severe Disdains Upon this bold Usurper who neglected May by his Rage be prompted to more Wickedness While I must be an idle Looker on And See thy Goodness war against thy Safety Like a tame Cipher keep a place within Thy Breast to encrease the number when thou hast A mind to sum thy Griefs This is not all thou art to Combat with Another Serpent of a softer mould Perhaps more dangerous when deceiv'd his Son When t' other canot by his fiercer Nature This may Attempt to catch thee with an Art Betray thee with a Charme of seeming Innocence And with Civilities attempt to Cheat If possible thy Virtue Tim. How I could chide you now It is not well At this Time when our Loves our Lives and Honours Are most concern'd and ask our wisest Counsel And strength to guard 'em to take off our Courage By numbring up our dangers as if Death Which sums them all were more Considerable Than our own Honour to be arm'd against it Clean. Thou hast awak'd My Soul and Reason I have said too much Which not Consider'd Springing from my Love And Fear of thee were above all Forgiveness Thy pardon will Restore me to my self Here I throw off my melancholy dream Tim. Heaven will have care of both Clean. Thy words are Prophecies Enter a Lady Lady Madam
to a Flight abve The woâ—lds Ambition and though I be A stranger here there we should be acquainted Where we might live and love to all Eternity Tim. What do I hear Cal. The Queen Sir Cal. spies the Queen Clea. Ha! Timandra I am but The shadow of my self those two divide All that I was between ' em Art thou come I 'le tell the Secret Polydore's a woman A Princess my Timandra One that lov'd me Before my Happiness of knowing thee And yet I dare not tell her who I am Though a dear part of my self nor dare I kiss her For fear my Soul dissolve upon her Lip Cal. He has some strange Contention in his Breast Tim. What killing Language do I hear Have I for this made forfeit of a Kingdom And what is dearer Liberty Puld on me A Tyrants Rage and given my heart to one That in my presence owns another Mistriss Clea. I see the Clouds are gathering to make A storm within thee Let one word disperse 'em It is Calanthe my dear long lost Sister Tim. And will you not uncloud your self to her Clea. Take heed Cal. I canot blame their passions high at parting Aside Clea. It were a wickedness the Gods Would never pardon I le give the a Reason She knows I am to die O let me vanish I' th' dark for but to tell her I am Cleander That must within few minutes bow my Neck T'th ' Hang-mans Ax to please a bloody Tyrant 'T would strik her dead immediately before us And I should be her Murtherer No Timandra Let the Usurpers Soul own all that guilt When I am past the miseries of Life I le tell the Angels who are coming after And that 's enough Tim. I would say something Speaking to Calanthe But so many Seas of sorrow meet within mee They drown my Tongue and Heart Enter Cleomenes Reading a Paper Attendant Cleom. Your duties 1. Atten. I am commanded to attend you Madam To your Chamber Tim. Where you please Exit 2. Atten. Sir I have Orders to wait upon you Clean. Thou call'st me to my death 't is welcome Exit Cleom. Madam your Retirement is concern'd Cal. How soon we are all divided Exit Cleom. She must not know this Warrant for her death He has remembred her at last Let 〈◊〉 dye to morrow Timandra will be next and then his Son Reads And then my Head brings up the Rear I see The method of his Tiranny Enter Parmenio Parm. Sir I am very much Importun'd by the Moor Hiarbas Servant now your Prisoner Cleom. To what Parm. To let him speak with you He says he will discover Something to your private Ear you 'l thank him for A secret will be wellcome to the King And worth his pardon if you will promote it Cleom. Prithee admit him Exit Parmenio and enter with Arisba Have you any thing to say To me Aris. My Lord I have something to reveal to your Lordship And in Hope you will mediate for my pardon Cleom. Be brief Aris. There is a person in the World Cleom. One person in the World take him away The Fellow trifles and is tedious Aris. Not so quick I 'le come to the Business My Lord I 'le tell you The Gentleman you Call Hiarbas Cleom. What of him Aris. Is no such man No Moor. Cleom. How Aris. No more then your Lordship these hands temper'd The Ingredients that gave him the Complexion He wears I dare not speak too loud It is the King Sir Cleom. Ha! the King Aris. King Cleander Cleom. Make it good and be for ever Happy Aris. I knew it would be wellcome news upon my Most certain knowledge he has walk'd in that Obscurity since the Defeat he had 〈◊〉 Battle The Queen only knows of it beside my self There are few could have kept a Secret so long And so sweet as I have done but the fear Of Hanging has had the better of my Conscience Cleom. Thy 〈…〉 For such a Service The King shall 〈…〉 Aris. Nay let him give me what he will beside I hope You do not conceive that I have done this out Of any ill Principle only the Gallows Was too strong for my Imagination Cleom. Art sure this is not Reveal'd to any else Aris. Upon my 〈◊〉 your Lordship 〈…〉 Cleom. Then I 'le take course to be the last It shall go no further Cleomenes kills Arisba Aris. Oh Cleom. Take thy Reward base Villain Betray thy King and Master Parmenio throw him Into that Lobby and dost 〈…〉 off his Head I shall have use on 't So good Heavens I thank you 〈◊〉 we have much to 〈…〉 Exit without Parmenio Enter Timandra and her Attend an t Tim. I thank you Sir only I shall Request This favour when Hiarbas with his Blood Hath satisfied the Thrist of Damocles That you would bring me word Serv. I shall Exit Tim. That news may give a period to my Life And break my Heart What benefit have Princes To be born great To have a name and power Above the common Tribe for a few minutes When they 'r expos'd to the same Strokes of Fortune Which renders them but still the more unhappy And their fall so much the greater as they are Thrown from the taller Precipice Enter Attendants Atten. Madam the Prince Dionysius by some favour Of my Lord Cleomenes is come to visit you Tim. Alas this is no season for a Visit And yet he has deserv'd all my Civilities I pray admit him Enter Dionysius Dion Pardon dear Madam that I have presum'd To make intrusion upon your Sorrow I have only to present you my sad Heart That sees and mourns your â—ate Enter Cleomenes hastily Cleom. Madam the King is come into the Castle Sir as you weigh my Safety or your own You must not be seen here That way you 'l meet him You may Obscure I know not where within That Bed-chamber his Jealousie at your Sight Will turn him into a Flame to all our Ruins Dion You shall perswade Though it be worse than death To shew this Fear Cleom. For the Queens Honour there Sir I hear him Dionysius obscures Coming up the Staires One word more Madam I dare not trust your tender Heart To Tim. Without a Caution let no Object fright you Hiarbas shall be safe upon my Honour By your fair self he shall until you speak with him Enter Damocles and Hugo Is 't done Cleom. He is dispatch'd Sir You ne'r shall see his Face agen Dam. Not see it I must Cleomenes therefore when I send for 't Let it be ready Hugo attend Cleom. 'T is at your Service Sir Exit Cleom. and Hugo Dam. What says the fair Desire now Have you consider'd And throw off all your unbecoming Wildness The very thought and memory of Hiarbas Or any other that durst take the Boldness To offer at Affection as my Rival Are all your sullen humors tam'd and vanish'd And in that stubborn Heart have I a name Lord of that Empire by thy Choise and
me now another time Sould. I must not be deny'd I was civil to you Hug. What dost mean Sould. You must walk presently as I direct or I have A Goad will make you mend your pace Hug. Souldier oh Sould. I must do my duty I have an Order for 't I Expect a Reward too Therefore dear Hugo Hug. For thy Honour thou knowst I sav'd thy Life Sonld Do not you remember the Proverb Save a man From the Gallows and he 'l be the first Shall cut your Throat March honest Hugo march Exeunt The Senators appear in the Senate to them Cleomenes Alexius Dorion Sicanus Calanthe veil'd Cleom. That you are safe and met here is the Joy Of your Cleomenes who hath no Ambition but To Repair his sad and bleeding Country And that the Laws after so many Stromes May run in their own free and ancient Channel Lay down your Fears of an Usurping Tyrant Whose Lust of Empire hath committed such Horrid and high Impieties I tremble But to Remember And at the last hath added Unto his many Paricides the murther Of his own Son A Person that was only Unhappy that he had so vile a Father Who though not at present dead Yet Omn. Sen. How not dead Cleom. Not dead Fathers but by the Providence of Heaven that heard our prayers he is now Within your power and timely shall appear To be the Object of your Justice first 1. Sen. Thou art thy Conntries and our great Preservor Cleom. But there is something Honour'd Fathers of Greater Concern to take up your chief thoughts I meant it in my promise and shall not Detain your Hopes too long Here I present The lovely person of a long lost Princess A Branch surviving of the Royal Family Whose Story will draw up your Love and Wonder The fair Calanthe They offer to Rise Fathers keep your places And think what your own duties are oblig'd too Sen. It will Require no Study We declare Her Right to the Succession the Crown Is justly hers and we Salute her Queen Long live Cleom. Stay Honour'd Fathers though her name and Virtues Deserve as much as all her Sex together Whose preservation has been long my Study Though I have nothing to accuse your duties Yet she must not be Queen Cal. VVhat means Cleomenes Omn. Sen. My Lord your Reason Cleom. I 'le shew you a Reason presently Exeunt Cleomenes and Col onel Cal. After a great and constant zeal to place me In my own Right Is he become my Enemy The faith of man is but a Mockery Enter Cleomenes Cleander with Timandra Alexius Dorion Sicanus Cleom. Here is my Reason Fathers Do none here Know this too long obscur'd Face Omn. Sen. The King 'T is Cleander The Senators Rise Cleom. Your pardon Madam To Calanthe Cal. Ha! my Brother let me throw My Soul into his Bosome Blest Cleomenes My Royal Brother dearer to my Heart Than many thousand Kingdoms â—lean O my dear Sister Cleander led to his Seat by Cleomenes and Senators â—mn Sen. Long live Cleander King of Scicily Clean. I shall employ the best Care of my Life â—worldâ— serve you and my Country â—worldâ— Sen. You are dropt a present Sir from Heaven aand after â—s blessing there is nothing left to pray for â—t that the same great Arm that brought you â—ther with so much Miracle and Peace â—y still be a Guard about your Crown Clean. Most Honour'd Subjects â—ead firm Loyalty in every Face â—ould else think the Crown a Burthen to me â—t I must tell you that my Fortune meets it â—hen I have more Capacity of bearing â—o great a weight For here is one that must â—vide all Cares with me The fair Timandra Rises from his Seat and goes to Timandra â—ur Voices and consent will weave our Crowns â—d persons into One Heaven hath done his Office Cleo. Then long Live Cleander and Timandra â—ng and Queen of Scicily and Namidia Tim. I am rewarded now for all my Sufferings Cal. Madam To the Queen Tim. My Sister now Clea. Cleomenes pardon my unjust suspition â—pon thy Honour Cal. He is perfect in all goodness I must own him â—ly best preserver You can never Sir â—nough reward his Piety Clea. I will hope â—worldâ— you consent Calanthe Dar'st give thy self to me Cal. Most freely Sir Clea. So what think you of my Sister Cleo. What I should think if she were not your Sister â—ere soon resolv'd â—e is the wonder of her Sex A Princess â—o be with Reverence look'd on a far off Clea. My Lord if I should bring her nearer to you Cleo. She is in my Soul already Clean. Come Calanthe â—worldâ— see thou only canst Reward Cleomenes â—nd nothing else left worthy of his Faith And Honour I must give thy self to him Take her Cleomenes from me your Hearts will meet And make no difference Cal. I Confirm my Brothers gift Cleomenes Thy Blood is from the Race of noblest Ancestors Thy Virtue makes the greater and let Envy Talk it self dumb thou dost deserve a Princess And shall 't be Read in story to thy Honour When some that boast great Empires shall have dark And common Mention Cleom. 'T is too much Grace Clean. The Command Of all our Forces both by Sea and Land Are thine with what can be hereafter found Worthy of thy Desert and fit to add unto Calanthes Dowry Cleom. Your bounties overwhelm me I must fear My Bark's too small for this great Happiness But will remember still you are Calanthe Enter Damocles Guarded Dirion Sâ—canus Dam. Are you my Guard Sic. We do attend your Person Dam. But I had men that would Obey Dor. You had a Son too but you murther'd him Dam. Fine fellows Ha! What are these Senators Their Faces are much paler then their Robes And some of these dropt at Timoleons Tomb Ha! I know 'em agen See how my dream continues When shall I wake Me thinks I feel the weight Of mountains on me Cleomenes What gay thing is that Cleom. 'T is Cleander the King Dam. Ha ha A very dream still If I were not A sleep who durst confine me thus and give me Such saucy Language What 's that Lady Cleom. 'T is the Kings Sister the fair Calanthe Dam. So so I am confirm'd and that 's Timandâ—a Whom the fine King plays withall Chimeraes What strang things do we fancy in our dreams Some Thunder wake me Enter Hugo Guarded Cleom. Hugo Sir the Usurpers Parasite A most Perfideous Villain Hug. Ha! The King I am blasted Sir I most Humbly beg that you would hang me Clea. The Laws may fit you Sir Hug. I have deserv'd it Clea. I make no question Remove this horrid Traytor from my sight This day be sacred to our Kingdoms Peace And let him dream on till the Laws and Death Awake him Alex. Ask the King mercy Speak for your self Hugo Hug. To what purpose Let me say what I will I Knew they will hang me They lead him off Dam. Then I will wake my self The next wound 's his that dares approach me Cleander I will do the Justice Wounds himself with a Poniard Clean. Restrain him Dam. 'T is too late I scorn your Canting Forms of Law 'T is in my Power to deceive all your policy Ha! I do begin to be awake This wound has don 't But I shall sleep agen I fear and quickly Vanish I know not whither My eyes grow dim o' th' sudden 'T is a trouble Now to look upwards Heaven 's a great way off I shall not find the way i' th' dark Farewell Dies Alex. He 's Dead Clea. But left his name behind A Glorious Villain His Head shall be advanc'd upon the Castle But let his Body crow'd for Burial I' th' Common Execution place You Gentlemen no more a Senate shall Be honour'd with the name of our great Counsel And leave it to my care to Recompence Your Loss and Sufferings Omne Sen. You are Gracious Clean. There shall be an Indemnity for those Whose frailty and not malice made 'em Act Under the Tyrant Cleo. Mercy becomes a King which as it flows Upon your Enemies should have a free Stream to your Friends whose Faith Sir hath been try'd You â—lse would break their Honest hearts Clean. I thank your good advice my Lord. Cleom. And in their number let me Sir present To kiss your Hand this noble Gentleman Son of the Lord Demaratus who Bleed A Martyr for you Cal. He was my second Father Clean. And my Friend you shall be Parmenio kisses the Kings Hand Restor'd both to his Honour and his Fortunes Beside the Addition of some employment That may be worthy near our Person Cleo. What shall be done with Dionysius Body Clean. It shall have honourable interment Come Timandra Set on to th' Temple first Where we may Pay Our thanks and Vows to Heaven whose Justice though It march but slow and silent Yet at the last bold Traytors all shall Feel It stricks their proud Heads with an Arm of Steel Exeunâ—â—mnes FINIS THE EPILOGUE TO THE USURPER THe Moral use of Plays does make us know Actions which virtues Raise and vice lay Low Teaching the Bad though even dead to fear They may be Reviv'd to be punish'd here As now this Play by some such Magick Call Has rais'd a bold Usurper up to Fall And if I may advise you Gentlemen Faith let him live if but to dye agen His Crime was horrid and it is not fit One death of the Usurper Expiate it Let him dye often He 's content that way Still to be punish'd so you 'l spare the Play Which by our Authors aim was meant to be Here a Record of all such Loyalty That after long Contests did safely bring Subjects to Rights and to his Throne our King
that Habit There 's something more than my weak Eye can Reach His words do speak a greater Soul than what He seemes to enclose Cal. I hope 't will prosper She seems to Resent it Aside Madam I dare not trespass more upon you I have discharg'd my duty to your merit To Justice and to Heaven And now I cast My self on Providence for what must follow If I have given a light to see the Danger You might incurr with this bad King I am happy But if my want of years or Eloquence To cloath my Honest meaning better make it Less acceptable You may soon Revenge it I have put a poor unworthy Life within Your Breath which you may throw into the Air Or call the Usurpers Cruelty to punish it You shall see Madam then I fear not Death And in my last devotions will pray Heaven may forgive you Tim. Stay noble Youth and Take my thanks I know not when thou meanst To visit me agen The King comes forth Enter Strato and Proclus Dam. Our Guard lay hold upon that Traytor that Impudent Young Villain Yes He shall visit you when he can crawle from tother world Cal. My Stars have done their worst be you perfect Madam Dam. Let his Tongue be cut out immediately Tim. Sir I beseech you let not your Anger fall With so much Cruelty Dam. Madam though you have not merited so much If the Story be consider'd to incline me To any mercy for him Yet that part Of his punishment Remit Drag him to The Common prison till further Order Stay I have thought better on 't Carry him prisoner to the Castle and tell Cleomenes I have sent back his pretious Page but bid him As he will stand clear in our Thoughts look to him And place him in some Dungeon dark and deep enough Where he may Howl unpitied He may afford him The musique of his Chains to make him merry Cal. And when you have done all your Cruelâ—y Death will at last spight of your Rage Release me Exit Calanthe and Officers Enter Hugo Stops and goes off Dam. Madam you may be wise yet to consider I honourably Court you What is past Is in your wisdom to Redeem by Smiles Upon your Servant pray think timely Madam Exit Enter Cleander and observes Timandra going of weeping Clean. Weeping Shall I kill him now and Oblige The world by taking off this hated Monster Yet he spoke kindly when he parted from her Exit Tim. Enter Damocles But he Returns Dam. Hiarbas Nearer yet You may Remember I said 't was in your power to deserve Your Liberty and me your Friend The way Is this Use all your Interest or Art To make the Queen more soft to my desires Clea. How Sir Dam. I would have a marriage of our Crowns and Hearts You understand Clean. I must acknowledge You much honour me But Sir you have chosen a weak Orator In the affairs of Love I wish I had An Interest in the Queen so great to serve you To your own merit but in what my Power Or Language can effect in Reference to Your wishes shall appear Dam. Thou art prudent she has newly took the Gallery Exit Clea. Enter Hugo again Hugo I thought our favours would have made you Be near us still I wanted thee Hug. I was here within these Six minutes to attend you Sir Dam. I saw thee not Hug. But I did you Sir with the beautious Queen And knew my duty better than to interrupt you When you are private with a Lady Dam. You can be a Courtier Hug. I have news for you Dam. What 's that Hug. Your Son presents his duty to you Dam. My Son Hug. Yes your obedient Son as I have Order'd him He begs your pardon for his bold intrusion Upon the Queen Timandra's Love he has Done with her Dam. Done with her How Hug. He has disengag'd her from his thought and now Wisely foresees your Care and deep Contrivements Are for his good and Greatness when it shall Please Heaven to call you hence which I hope Will never be whilst I live Sir Dam. I thought he had been stubborn and resolv'd An expedition far enough to tame him Hug. The People will not thank you Sir for that They have no mind to part with him Dam. The People Hang the shabbed multitude Hug. Oh! they love him Sir and he is more endear'd To their kind thoughts since his Return Dam. And I grow less ha Hug. The more 's the pity Sir Dam. But tell me Hugo Hug. The many headed Beast will talk Sir Dam. Of me Hug. I Sir of you Dam. What dare they say Hug. E'en bad enough They were ill before but The bloody Nose you gave the Senate Sir Has turn'd theâ—r Tongues wild Dam. I must know what they say Hug. I beseech you do not Do not desire to hear it A pox upon 'em what can you expect from Rogues And Rebels Dam. I have a prospect of their Hearts already I know they love me not But I do long To hear how the Slaves talk and belch their poison Come Gi 't me therefore in their own pure Vomit Hug. I am very unwilling I know 't will make you angry Dam. With thee Do 't I command thee as thou lov'st me But let me have no mincing of the Treason Nor washing a fowl word the Sports lost then I 'm in the Humor for 't Hug. You know I am the Creature of your Smiles And must obey when you Command But Dam. There 's no Retreat Begin now I am ready Hug. Why Sir the people call you a Bold Knave Yes By my troth which in their opinion is a worse Name than Traytor and more suitable to Their understandings They that would be Thought less Soluble in their own Tongues Say you are but an Usurper and though you Have the luck to dye in your Bed nay and may Have the liberty to stinke in your Grave Yet they hope before they dye to make it a Holiday and see you hang'd after all this to The great Comfort of the Nation What Rogues are these Dam. The Rascals would be witty On good Hugo Hug. Another says the Flames you have kindled Can never be quench'd till some of your principal members Be committed to the Fire The name Of your Quarters has been terrible and therefore They wish that every Post that now carries A Libel had also a Limb of you Dam. Good Good Hug. For your Soul they think the Devil will Scarce have any thing to do with it though It be his due lest your impudence should Out-face him in his own Dominions and by Some Faction and Conspiracy there Cheat Him of his Kingdom as you have done your Soveraign here Dam. Ha Ha. Hug. They say beside other gifts you have two Virtues Most remarkable Pity and Devotion Dam. 'T is well they will allow me any thing Hug. They say you can Out-weep the Crocodile when You have the Humours to dissemble and can eat Up any mans