We hope Archimagus brings better newes And yet his face is cast into a forme of sorrow What are these Arc. Read and collect your noble forces up You will be lost else alas poore Ladies How soon their blood is frighted Eth. Every character Gives my poor heart a wound Fed. Alas how much of mischief is contain'd In this poore narrow paper Eth. Can this be Arc. Madam too true the anger of the King Is heavy and inevitable you may Beleeve what their sad pens have bled to you They have no hope not once before they die To see your blessed eyes and take their leave And weep into your bosome their last farewell Fed. They must not sha' not die so Arc. They must Madam Eth. I will die with 'em too then Sister shall They leave the world without our company Fed. Could not you bend the King our cruell father You should have said we lov'd them you have most Power to prevaile with him you should have told him The gods would be offended and revenge their death With some strange curse upon this Iland Eth. You knew our loves and all our meetings Sir They were not without you nor will we live Without them tell our father Did our hearts Flatter themselves with mirth to be struck dead With this this murdering newes I 'll to the King Arc. Stay and containe your selves your loves are brave Nor shall your flame die thus as I was first Of counsell with your thoughts I will preserve 'em They sha'not die if my braine leave me not Fed. Oh I could dwell upon his lips to thank him Arc. But they must then be banish'd Eth. That 's death Unlesse we go along to exile with 'em Ar. I have the way they shall deceive the sentence Of the enraged King and live nor shall This be reward of your affections You shall converse more often and more freely Than ever if you dare be wise and secret Fc. You make us happy Arc. Here 's your elder brother Away and trust to me Enter Coribreus Cor. Health to our Priest Arc. And to your Highnesse Enter Emeria and Conallus Do you see that couple Cor. My brother and the faire Emeria Milcho's daughter Out of their way but so to reach their voice This place o' th' Garden 's apt Arc. Observe 'em Em. But will you not my Lord repent to have plac'd Your love so much unworthily Con. Oh never My best Emeria thou hast a wealth In thy owne vertue above all the world Be constant and I 'm blest Em. This hand and heaven Be witnesse where my heart goes Cor. If my fate Cannot enjoy thy love I shall grieve both Your destinies Arc. Be confident you shall Enjoy her if you 'll follow my directions Cor. Thou art my genius but she 's very holy And I feare too religious to her vowes She is devoted much to Ceancrachius head of the gods Arc. Sir her piety Prepares your conquest as I 'le manage things I wonot trust the ayre too much Con. This kisse and all 's confirm'd Em. Pray my Lord use My poore heart kindly for you take it with you Con. I leave mine in exchange Exit Arc. He is gone advance To your Mistris and if you want art to move her I shannot sir to make you prosper t is Firmely design'd when we meet next you shall Know more Exit Cori. How now my fair Emeria Em. I do beseech your highnesse pardon I did think I was alone Cori. Alone you are In beauty sweet Emeria and all The graces of your sex Em. You are too great to flatter me And yet this language comes So neer the wickednesse of court praise I dare not With modesty imagine your heart means so Cori. Yet in this garden when you seem'd most solitary Madam you had many fair and sweet companions Em. Not I sir Cori. Yes and my rivalls too Emeria And now they court thy beauty in my presence Proud erring things of nature dost not see As thou dost move how every amorous plant Doth how his leavy head and becken thee The winde doth practise dalliance with thy hairs And weave a thousand pretty netts within To catch it self That violet droop'd but now How t is exalted at thy smile and spreads A virgin bosome to thee There 's a rose Would have slept still within his bud but at Thy presence it doth open his thin curtains And with warm apprehension looking forth Betrayes her love in blushes And that Woodbine As it would be divorc'd from the Sweet-bryer Courts thee to an embrace It is not dew That like so many pearls embroider all The flowers but teares of their complaint with feare To loose thee from whose eye they take in all That makes them beautifull and with humble necks Pay duty unto thee their onely spring Em. Your Grace is courtly Cor. When these dull vegetalls Shew their ambition to be thine Emeria How much should we that have an actiue soule To know and value thee be taken with This beauty yet if you dare trust me Madam There 's none within the throng of thy admirers More willing more devote to be thy servant Then Coribreus Em. I must agen beseech Your pardon and declare my self most ignorant Pray speak your meaning in a dialect I vnderstand Cor. Why I do love you Madam Em. If this be it I dare not sir beleeve You condescend so low to love Emeria A worthlesse thing Cor. Why not I love you Madam If there be difference of our birth or state When we are compar'd it should make me the first In your fair thoughts come you must love agen And meet me with an equall active flame Em. I am more skil'd in dutie sir then love Cor. You would be coy your heart is not bestow'd Em. Indeed it is Cor. On whom Em. I must not name Cor. Were he my brother did twist heart with thine That act should make him strange to my blood And I would cut him from his bold embraces Em. Alas I feare Cor. I know you will be wise And just to my desires Emeria When you shall see my love bid fairest for you And that presented from a Prince who knowes No equall here Come I already promise My self possest of those faire eyes in which I gazing thus at every search discover New crystall heavens those tempting cheekes are mine A garden with fresh flowers all the winter Those lips invite to print my soul upon 'em Or loose it in thy breath which I 'le convey Downe to my heart and wish no other spirit As loth to change it for my owne agen How in thy bosome will I dwell Emeria And tell the azure winding of thy veins That flow yet climbe those soft and ivory hills Whose smooth descent leads to a blisse that may Be known but puzzle art and tongue to speak it I prethee do not use this froward motion I must and will be thine Em. Be your own sir And do not thus afflict my innocence Had
reach That blessed vision at last in which Is all that can be happie and perfection Enter Bard. Qu. I have a soule most willing to be taught Ba. Oh Madam fire help we are all lost The house is round about on fire the doores Are barr'd and lock'd there is no going forth We shall be burnt and that will spoyle my singing My voyce hath been recover'd from a cold But fire will spoyle it utterly Enter Victor Ang. Vict. Have no dread holy Patrick all their malice Shall never hurt thy person Heaven doth look With scorne upon their treacherie thou art Reserv'd to make this Nation glorious By their conversion to the Christian faith Which shall by bloud of many Martyrs grow Till it be call'd the Iland of the Saints Look up and see what thou observ'st Milcho throwing his treasures into the flames Mil. Patrick thou art caught inevitable flames Must now devoure thee th' art my slave againe There is no hope to scape How I doe glorie That by my policie thou shalt consume Though I be made a sacrifice with thee To our great gods ha ha the Queene Bard You will be exlent rost meat for the Devill Pat. Heare me Mil. I choose to leap into these fires Rather than heare thee preach thy cursed faith Y' are sure to follow me the King will praise My last act yet thus I give up my breath He burnes himselfe And sacrifice you all for his sons death Pat. Oh Tyrant cruell to thy selfe but we Must follow our blest Guide and holy Guardian Lead on good Angell feare not vertuous Queene A black night may beget a smiling morne At worst to dye 't is easier than be borne Exeunt Recorders The Altar prepar'd with Ferochus and Endarius as before King Conallus Archimagus Priest Ethne Fedella a sacrifice of Christian bloud Arc. Great Jove and Mars appeased bee With bloud which we now offer thee Drain'd from a Christians heart our first Oblation of that Sect accurst And may we to the Altar bring Patrick our second offering The father of this Tribe whose blood Thus shed will doe this Iland good The gods allow what we present For see the holy flame is sent To mightie Jove and Mars now bring Your vocall sacrifice and sing Song at the Altar Looke downe great Jove and God of war A new sacrifice is layd On your Altars richer far Than what in arromatick heaps we paid No curled smoake we send With perfumes to befriend The drooping aire the cloud We offer is exhal'd from bloud More shining than your tapers are And everie drop is worth a star Were there no red in heaven from the torne heart Of Christians we that colour could impart And with their bloud supply those crimson streakes That dress the skie when the faire morning breakes Enter Rodamant and whispers the King who falleth upon the ground Con. Father Arc. The King Leo. Away Let not my daughters stir from hence Is this reward you gods for my devotion Exit with Conallus Arc. No more I could not by my Art foresee This danger Eth. Our father seem'd much troubled Arc. I must appeare a stranger to all passages Be not disturb'd my princely charge use you The free delights of life while they are presented In these your lovers Sirra make fast the doore And wait aloofe I 'll follow the sad King Exit Fed. No miserie can happen while I thus Embrace Ferochus Eth. And I safe in the armes Of my deare servant End You make it heaven by gracing me Fer. But why have we so long Delay'd our blest enjoyings thus content With words the shaddowes of our happinesse Rod. So so here 's fine devotion in the Temple But where 's my bracelet let me see Fer. Where 's Rodamant Rod. Am I invisible agen Is this the trick on 't Fer. The doore is safe come my deare princely Mistresse And with the crowne of love reward your servant Fed. What 's that Fer. Fruition of our joyes Fed. Is not this Delight enough that we converse and smile And kisse Ferochus Rodamant kisses Fedella Who 's that Fer. Where Madam Fed. I felt another lip Fer. Than mine here 's none try it agen Why should her constitution be so cold I would not lose more opportunities Love shoot a flame like mine into her bosome Eth. Who 's that Endarius that kist me now End None since you blest my lip with a touch Madam My brother is at play with your faire sister Eth. I felt a beard End A beard that 's strange Rod. You shall feele some else too He strikes Endarius End Why that unkind blow Madam Eth. What meanes my servant Rod. Now to my other gamester Fer. Oh I could dwell for ever in this bosome Rod puls Fer. by the nose But is there nothing else for us to taste Hold Fed. What 's the matter Fer. Something has almost torne away my nose Endarius End What sayes my brother Fer. Did you pull me by the nose End I mov'd not hence Did you kick me brother Fed. We have troubled fooles sure here 's no body But our selves the doores you say are safe Fer. Wonot that prompt you to something else Fed. I dare not understand you What bloud is that upon your face Rod. You want a beard young Gentleman Fer. Mine Bloud I felt something that like a flie Glanc'd o' my cheeke Brother your nose bled you that fine beard End You need not blush a' one side brother ha ha Eth. Is not this strange sister how came our servants So bloudy Fer. Agen I prethee leave this fooling with my face I shall be angrie End I touch'd you not Rod. Another wipe for for you Eth. Some spirit sure I cannot containe laughter what a raw head my servant has Fed. Mine has the same complexion Rod. Put me to keep the doore another time I ha kept 'em honest and now I will be visible agen Knock Fer. Rodamant Rod. Here I was a sleep but this noyse wak'd me Ha you done with the Ladies Open the doores Within Enter Priest Pr. We are undone my Lords the King is coming In furie back againe with full resolve To break these images his son is slaine And burnt to ashes since in Milcho's house And he will be reveng'd upon the gods He sayes that would not save his dearest son I feare he will turne Christian Archimagus Is under guard and brought along to see This execution done no art can save you Eth. We are lost too for ever in our honours Leo. Break downe the Temple doores Within Pr. He 's come already we are all lost Madam Fer. Teare off these antick habits quickly brother Doe you the same More bloud upon our faces Oh my Fedella something may preserve us To meet agen Endarius so so open Enter King Archimagus Guard Ferochius Endarius confidently meet the King Leo. Ha! keep off more horrours to affright me I must confesse I did command your deaths Unjustly now my son is murder'd for it Fer. Oh do
Themselves and leaving our imprison'd necks Crept into the earth straight all that were with me As I had been the prodigie forsooke me My wife my children Lords my servants all And fled to this pale man who told me I Must submit too humble my selfe to him This wither'd peece of man at which my-thought I felt a trembling shoot through every part And with the horror thus to be depos'd I waken'd Now Archimagus thy Art To cure thy soule-sick King Arc. 'T is done already Leo. How my deare Priest Arc. This pale thing shall not trouble you He that so long was threatned to destroy Vs and our Gods is come Leo. Ha where Arc. Now landing But were the coasts unguarded he wants power To fight with those aetheriall troops that wait Vpon the Gods we serve He is now dying This minute they have blasted him and they Above the speed of wings are flying hither With the glad newes be calme agen and let not These airy dreames distract your peace Leo. They are vanish'd Already at thy voyce thou next our Gods The hope of this great Island hast disperst All clouds and made it a faire skie againe My learned Archimagus Enter Spirits 1. He is come 2. He 's come 3. And we must flye Leo. What voyces make the aire So sad Cor. They strike a horror Con. They are Spirits Arc. I command once more to oppose him 1. In vaine great Priest 2. We must away 3. Away Omnes We cannot dare not stay Exeunt Enter Angell Victor bearing a banner with a crosse St. Patrick and other Priests in procession singing Leo. What harmony is this I have no power To do them harme observe their ceremonie Ode Post maris savi fremitus Iernae Navitas coelo tremulos beante Uidimus gratum jubar enatantes littus inaurans Montium quin vos juga vosque sylvo Nunc salutamus chorus advenarum Jubilum retrò modulantur Ecce Carbasa ventis Dulce supremo melòs occinanus Carminum flagrans Domino litamen Cujus erranti dabitur popello Numine sacrum Leo. I 'll speake to him Stay you that have presum'd Without our leave to print your desperate foot Vpon our Countrey say what bold designe Hath arm'd you with this insolent noyse to dare And fright the holy peace of this faire I le Nay in contempt of all our gods advance Your songs in honour of an unknowne power The King commands you speake Patr. Vnto that title Thus we all bow it speakes you are alli'd To Heaven great Sir we come not to distract Your peace looke on your number we bring no Signes of sterne war no invasive force to draw Feare or suspition or your frownes upon us A handfull of poore naked men we are Throwne on your Coast whose armes are only prayer That you would not be more unmercifull Than the rough seas since they have let us live To finde your charitie Leo. Whence are you Patr. We are of Britaine Sir Leo. Your name that answer for the rest so boldly Patr. My name is Patrick who with these poore men Beseech you would permit Leo. No dwelling here And therefore quit this Kingdome speedily Or you shall curse you saw the land Dic. Are they not Spies Arc. A whirlewind snatch 'em hence and on the back Of his black wings transport these fugitives And drop their cursed-heads into the sea Or land 'em in some cold remotest wildernesse Of all the world they must not here inhabit Dic. Hence or we 'll force you with these goads Cor. Vnlesse You have a mind to try how well your hoods Can swim go trudge back to your rotten bark And steere another course Fer. You will finde Ilands Peopled with Squirrils Rate and Crowes and Coneyes Where you may better plant my reverend Moles End Faces about Pat. You are inhospitable And have more flintie bosomes than the rocks That bind your shores and circle your faire Iland But I must not returne Leo. How Arc. How Pat. Till I haue Perform'd my dutie Know great King I have Commission for my stay I came not hither Without command Legat from him before Whose angry breath the rocks doe breake and thaw To whose nod the mountaines humble their proud heads The earth the water aire and heaven is his And all the stars that shine with evening flames Shew but their trembling when they wait on him This supreme Kings command I have obey'd Who sent me hither to bring you to him And this still wandring nation to those springs Where soules are everlastingly refresh'd Vnto those gardens whose immortall flowers Staine your imagin'd shades and blest abodes Leo. What place is this Pat. Heaven now a great way off But not accessible to those permit Their pretious soules be strangled thus with mists And false opinion of their gods Arc. No more Pat. I must say more in my great Masters cause And tell you in my dreames he hath made me heare From the dark wombs of mothers prison'd infants Confessing how their parents are mis-led And calling me thus far to be their freedome Have pitie on your selves be men and let not A blind devotion to your painted gods Dic. He does blaspheme Accept me Jove thy Priest And this my sacrifice Ha mine armes grow stiffe I feele an ice creeping through all my bloud There 's winter in my heart I change o' th' sudden Am growne a statue every limb is marble Yee gods take pitie on me in your cause I wither thus Jove if thou hast a lightning Bestow some here and warme me Cor. Strange End Father Brother if he should dye now Fer. I am his eldest son he shall find me reasonable He may doe worse considering how long I have been of age Dic. No power let fall compassion I have Offended Whom I know not this good man Forgive and if the Deitie thou serv'st Can put a life into this frozen pile Pray for me Leo. Villaine wouldst thou owe thy life To the mercie of the power he serves Arc. Wish rather To rot for ever thus Leo. And if thou diest I 'll build a Temple here and in this posture Kings shall kneele to thee and on solemne dayes Present their crownes Queenes shall compose thee garlands Virgins shall sing thy name and 'bout thy neck And armes disperse the riches of their Art Next to our Gods we honour thee keep from The Impostor Cor. I have no meaning to come neere him Pat. Give me thy hand now move and may thy heart Find softnesse too this mercie is the least Of my great Masters treasures Dic. I feele my heat Return'd and all my rockie parts grow supple Let the first use I make of their restore be To bend my knees to you Pat. Bow them to him That gave me power to helpe thee Fer. He is well agen Dic. I finde a beame let into my darke soule Oh take me to your faith here I give backe My selfe to serve your god Leo. Traitrous to heaven Come from him Dic. Bid
my haste forsake a blessing End Father Dic. Call this good man your father Boyes Arc. H 's mad and I am frantick at this base Apostasie My Lord think how you may Provoke our gods and the King anger Pat. Feare His wrath that made and can let fall the world Fer. He may yet do me as great a curtesie As dying comes too if his error hold And the Kings anger Leo. Dotard Returne and prostrate to the gods we worship Or though his witchcraft now protect thy selfe Thy sonnes shall bleed Fer. How 's that Leo. To satisfie The gods and us with the next mornings Sunne Unlesse thou rise and sacrifice to our Altars Downe from that Rocke which over lookes the Sea They shall be throwne my vow is fixt Fer. Deare father Leo. Take them away their fate depends on him Dic. Oh I am lost Pat. Thou art found Dic. Forsake me not poore boyes my prayers and blessing Pat. Set forward now in heavens name And finish our procession Exeunt Leo. Death pursue 'em Will nothing make them feele our wrath Co. The charme Will not last alwayes Arc. I heir fate is not yet ripe Be not dejected Sir the gods cannot Be patient long Meane time let me advise Not by your Lawes or other open force To persecute 'em but disguise your anger Leo. Ha Arc. What matter is 't so we destroy these wretches What wayes we take invite him to your Court Pretend I know not what desires to heare More of his faith that you find turnes within Your heart and tremble at the miracle Wrought upon Dichu when he 's in your possession A thousand stratagems may be thought upon To send his giddy soule most quaintly off to That fine phantasticall reward he dreames on I' th' t'other world Leo. Thou hast pleas'd us Archimagus Cor. Great Ceancrachius has inspir'd the Priest This is the only way Con. I doe not like it Leo. It shall be so he shall be thus invited And we will meet him with our Queene and Daughters Who shall compose themselves to entertaine him Arc. Leave me to instruct my princely charge your Daughters Leo. Be still their blest Director to thy charge We gave them up long since but do not tell 'em What happen'd to the Apostate Dichu women Have soluble and easie hearts that accident May startle their religion keep 'em firme In the devotion to our gods whose virgins We hope to call them shortly if their zeale Maintaine that holy flame that yet hath fill'd Their bosomes Arc. They are the Darlings of the Temple Leo. Conallus you shall be the messenger And beare our invitation Arc. Trouble not The Prince impose that businesse on my care Leo. Be it so Con. I am glad I am off the employment Leo. All wayes to serve our gods are free and good When shed for them they take delight in blood Exeunt ACT. II. Enter Ethne and Fedella dancing Eth. I am weary and yet I would have more my heart Was never more dispos'd to mirth Fedella Fed. Mine is as light as yours Sister I am All aire me thinks Eth. And I all mounting fire Fed. 'T is well we are alone Eth. 'T is ill we are This heat our servants should have given us Fed. I wonder we cannot see 'em they were not Since we first tooke them to our favor guiltie Of such neglect Eth. You wrong our birth and bloud To thinke they dare neglect us for if they Forget what we deserve in loving them They owe more dutie as we are the Kings Daughters than to displease us so Fed. That binds But forme and heartlesse ceremony Sister By your favor I had rather hold my servant By his owne love that chaines his heart to mine Than all the bands of state Eth. I am of thy mind too wo'd they were here I shall be sad againe fie what a thing 't is For two Ladies to be in love and alone without A man so long Enter Rodamant Fed. Here 's one Eth. A foolish one our Governors servant How now Rodamant Rod. Keep off Fed. What is the fellow conjuring Rod. I wo'd but I cannot read these devillish names Eth. How long hast thou serv'd Archimagus Rod. Long enough to have had a Devill of mine owne if hee had pleas'd I have drudg'd under him almost these seven yeeres in hope to learne the trade of Magick and none of his spirits will obey me would I were a witch then I should have a Familiar a sucking Devill upon occasion to doe me service Fed. A Devill Rod. Oh I lov'd him of a child Eth. What wouldst thou do with the Devill Rod. Only exercise my body take the aire now and then over steeples and saile once a month to Scotland in a sieve to see my Freinds I have a granam there if I had been rul'd would not have seen me wanted a divell at these yeers pray Madam speak to my Master for me that my freinds may not laugh at me when I come out of my time he has spirits enough I desire none of his grandos a little Don Diego Diabolo would serve my turne if he have but skill in Love or Physicke Fed. Physick for what art sick Rod. I am not sick but I am troubled with a desperate consumption Eth. How Fed. Why that 's nothing Rod. To you that are great Ladies and fed high But to a man that is kept lean and hungry A little falling of the flesh is seen Eth. I heard thee name love prethee art thou in love Rod. In love look on my sore eyes Eth. They are well enough and thou canst see Rod. Yes I can see a little with em would they were out Eth. How out Rod. Out of their paine I have but seaven teeth and a halfe and foure on em are rotten here 's a stump a pickax cannot dig out of my gummes Fed. Are these signes of love Rod. Oh infallible Beside I cannot sleep For dreaming a my Mistresse Eth. So and what 's her name Rod. You shall pardon me she is Eth. A man or a woman Rod. Nay she is a woman as sure as sure as you are the Queens daughters I name no body do not you say 't is the Queen I am what I am and she is what she is Eth. Well said Rod. And if I live I will dy for her but I forget my self I had a message to tell you first my Master commends him to your Graces and will be here presently secondly I have news Do you know what I meane Fed. Not we Rod. Why then my Lord Ferochus and his brother Endarius you know em Eth. What of them Rod. And they know you Fed. To the purpose Rod. I know not that but they are Eth. What Rod. Not made for wormes meat Fed. What meanes the fellow Rod. The King has commanded they shall be throwne from a rock into the sea that 's all but here 's my Master can tell you the whole story Exit Eth. What said the scritchowle Enter Archimagus Fed.