tincture to the flood And purl'd the Sea with Clarrets of Their blood When the Barbarians saw Their Gen'ral dye They made strange Outcries and began to flye It may seem strange but yet Great Sir 't is true We were O'recome ev'n whil'st we did pursue They us'd their Bows in flight and in short space Kill'd more then when They fought Us face to face Thus fell Our Fortune Caesar 'T is but just We shou'd Who share His Glory recompence His blood Enter another Messenger Messeng Pompey's return'd with Victory from Spain But Crassus by the Parthian Arms is slain Caesar Ill News like a Contagion spreads too fast And in its slowest pace makes too much haste Messeng Neither Marcellus Sir nor Cato Now Envy the Lawrells which do crown Your Brow Each face is crown'd with smiles and All concurr By gen'ral Vote to choose You Consul Sir But first Great Sir You must Your Troops disband Caesar No Man's secure if He unarmed stand Your Message friend suspition do's create Their Love I fear 's but Vizard to Their Hate They fain would have Me to disband My Men That so I might become a Prey to Them Curio First with Your Army march to Rome and then If You think fit You may disband Your Men. This Sir's Your safest Way and by this Course What They refuse to give You 've Power to force If We lay down Our Arms We do as They Who some officious Constable obey Who in the King's Name do's command Their Swords And then presumes to give Them sawcy Words Valerius Although They urge it was the Antient way To come unarm'd Yet pray You Sir disobey From These Our Swords We safety may expect And from Their malice may Our selves protect Whil'st in Our Ensigns conquering Eagles fly All Birds of Lesser Prey must quit the Sky Curio Our Ancestors Who Candidates did stand For Consulships or other high Command To be chose Senators or so still first Lay'd down Their Arms and did the Senate trust But 't is not safe for You We rather may Pervert such Customs then our selves betray Valerius Greatness 'till Now might but a Shrub's height own Which Now in You Great Sir a Cedar's grown And hence They do repine at Your bright Fame And by Their hatred would Ecclipse Your Name Your Greatness Sir strikes Their Ambitious Head The Lyon which They fear They 'd trample dead A Will They have but 't is the Power They want If you lay down Your Arms That Power You grant Caesar My Lords Your sober Councils I approve The Senat 's hate I fear not but Their Love Pretending Love they think to gain their Ends For so disguis'd we know not foes from friends Dogs that intend to bite do seldom Bark But with their silent Chaps they wound their Mark. Love they pretend but Envy they design Castles we cannot scale we undermine But let them still pretend in vain they set Lime-twigs for Caesar's hands in vain the Net In vain such Serpents shew a painted skin That think to tempt my fingers to their sting For by your Councils being thus forewarn'd Wee 'l keep our selves secure whil'st thus forearm'd Cato and proud Marcellus I defie At abject Preys Eagles disdain to flie Fortune my Name above their Pride has born And as they envy me so them I scorn Give Order for the Armies March That Fate Exe. Valer. Curio Which France hath felt I 'le make Rome tremble at Her Senators and Consuls too shall stand As thunderstrook when I do lift my hand If they refuse to do what I think Just I 'le lay Rome's stately Towners in the Dust Break up her Treasure and my self requite For all the Service I have done in fight Her Borders with the noise of Drums I 'le fill And strike Convulsions in her seven top't Hill Enter Valerius Curio Colours flying the Drums beat a March. Those Eagles have brought Conquest on their wing And to us yet this Sword victorious been Over the greater part o' th' world And now Proud Rome shall know what Roman hands can do Exeunt Omnes the Drums beating a March. The Scene is a Tempestuous Sea Two Ladies are discover'd as cast on Shoar on a Planck 1. Lady What Shoar is this that we are cast upon 2. Lad. Alas some forraign Coast to us unknown 1. Lad. Let 's humbly Kiss it what so e're it be Since from devour'ing Seas it sets us free 2. Lad. Here we perchance may spend our Dayes in grief Strangers in forraign Lands find cold relief And when grief spins our time we cannot say We Live but rather dye our time away 1. Lady But yet our Sex sure will some pitty move Or else our Beauty will procure some Love Have Storms been so Injurious as to plough Furrows on ours as on the Ocean's Brow We want our Glasses to consult let 's spie Our forms i' th' Mirrhors of each other's Eye Is all our Beauty gone and all our Arts Our Charms and Graces which did conquer hearts Cannot these Quivers yield one Dart may prove To wound with Pity or to wound with Love 2. Lad. Alas that Power is gone We hope in vain That such mild Basilisks can Conquest gain 'T is not the Martial but the Am'rous Crew That Women conquer and that Eyes subdue This Land perhaps contains a Race of Men With hearts of Stone what Weapons have we then When all our sighs and tears have no more force Then drops on Marbles and meet no Remorse 1. Lad. Were this the Land where cruel Scythians dwell Or were it some inhospitable Cell If once the fire of Love did warm their mind 'T would make the Scythians Courteous Tigers kind Why since in ev'ry Breast Love do's controul Aâ—d warm the North as well as Southern Pole Should we despair or fear our fate although These people in their Breasts had Alps of Snow 2. Lad. I am for going back to Sea again Wee 'l flote to seek new fortune on the Main Perhaps the Planck as well may us restore Unto our Native as a forraign Shoar 1. Lad. No. Being safe let us not trust the waves Let we our Countrey seeking find our graves Hark how the Winds do blow and Seas do roar I fear this Countrey but I fear them more 2. Lad. The Sea seems troubled at our fate and moans Weeping in waves whil'st Rocks do Eccho groans The Winds do murmur at our shipwrack't fate And chide the Seas 'till they new storms create 1. Lad. No more I 'le trust the Sea though she should smile Then I would do the weeping Crocodile If we return again we do as they Who fly one Bear to be another's Prey Wee 'l try our Fortune here at Land We may Hope better Chance Night ushers in the Day 2. Lad. May the kind Gods whose eyes with just respect Look down obnoxious Innocents protect Exeunt hand in hand The Scene is an Italian Plain Where an Augure is discover'd as amongst Sheep A Nymph passeth by scornfully
Scepter as the Prince of Rome I will Ghost Enough I must away The Morn dos usher in the Day My Ghost hast's to the Asian Flood Exit Caesar I 'le pacifie thy Ghost with Parthian Blood Exit The Scene is the Lawrel Grove Enter the two Ladies as from out the Grove 1. Lad. The Stars start from their Dreams and seem to say We must unto our Mansions float away Lest staying here Heav'ns resplendent Eye Should put us out as Glow-worms of the Skie For now the Champion of the day dos rise And routs those Common Link-boyes from the Skies A Flourish from Flagilets within Both. Hark Hark 2. Lad. 'T is Philomel whose warbles seem to say Make Room there for the Planet of the Day 1. Lad. Would Night again begloom'd this glorious place Whose winged Tenants mock us to our Face Might an Eternal sleep our Sense delude Who late were Inmates to that Solitude That we might find like them who Opium take Our Souls i' th' other world when as we wake My sorrow whil'st I speak my Tears exacts And turns my weeping Eyes to Chataracts She weeps 2. Lad. Why weep'st Secreta come discharge your Mind Sorrow when 't is declar'd relief may find 1. Lad. 'T is most unjust my sorrow to reveal 2. Lad. 'T is most unkind your sorrow to conceal Your Shipwrack't fortune I did share at Sea Let me at Land in grief your sharer be 1. Lad. If in my grief you should a sharer be The Shipwrack would be worse then that at Sea 2. Lad. Not knowing of your sorrow whil'st you cry I 'm Shipwrack't by the Tempests in your Eye 1. Lad. If in mine Eyes such Tempests you do find You 'l find far greater Tempests in my Mind 2. Lad. Come speak your Mind that I at last may prove My self your friend and manifest my Love For in your grief I 'le share 't is some redress To have Campanions when we 're in Distress 1. Lad. You force my tears and tongue First Madam know That to Sardinia I my Birthright owe. My Name 's Selania I to Spain did come When bloody War call'd brave Uxama home 2. Lad. You call'd your self Secreta Selania 'T is no shame If Love be all the fault to change one's Name My Name 's Selania when yerst while in Spain Thousands by Pompey's bloody Sword were slain The Brave Uxama taken Prisoner And carr'd to Rome to grace his Triumphs there I went in hopes to find him out at last But with you on this unknown Shoar am cast Uxama gone I could not longer stay Shadows pursue the substance ev'ry way But like an Amazon did take up Arms Such is the power of Love's forcing Charms Nor was it more then just that I should be Disguis'd for him who was disguis'd for me He call'd himself Oranges or our Isle And stamp't his Fortune from my frown or smile She weeps Lady I pity your hard fate nor is mine less Though not in Tears I 'm Rival in distress Grief 's like a River which dos silent creep And makes but little Noise if it be deep Spare fruitless Tears in vain you do deplore What once being lost you never can find more Selania Who from so small a Tribute can refrain As Tears although the tribute be in vain We weep dead friends although each Tear that 's shed Prove but a needless payment to the dead Merchants may mourn their Loss though tears they spill Do with more water drown the Treasure still My dear Uxama who conceal'dst thy Name And call'dst thy self Or anges She weeps Lady You 're too blame To yield to passion and give way to tears Cast away sorrow and subdue your fears I 'de fain divert you from your grief I 'le sing And see if musick may diversion bring Selan Madam I wish whil'st for my grief you seek a Cure You may a Balsome for your own procure Exit as into the Grove Musick and Voices THE SONG THou God of Love whose Quivers hold Shafts of Heat and shafts of Cold. When hot we do Love's flame indure When cold they do disdain procure Whose points are sharp and strong enough To pierce through Maile or coats of Buff. Which can from hearts of flint strike fire To catch the tinder of Desire Then dive the Seas and there create In Neptune flame in Fishes heat Then mount the Skies and with new fire Snatcht from the Sphears the Gods inspire That Jove himself becomes the prize Being shot with darts from Danaes Eyes Such power has the God of Love He Empires greater rules then Jove Though the cold Zone should gird with Art Or ribs of Ice immure a heart Yet ribs of Ice would thaw with Love And the cold Zone would torrid prove Enter the Lady and with her another Lady in the habit of a Shepherdess Lady Madam I 've met with a kind Shepherdess Who vows she will take part in our distress Selan Kind Maid I would not have thee change thy state And for our sakes become unfortunate Shepherdess Madam Please you to give me leave I will attend Your sate 'till happiness dos crown the end Selania and the other Lady whisper I find they know me not and this disguise Dos hide distress'd Astragia from their eyes I need not ask for to attend their fate When as mine own makes me unfortunate Though we were shipwrackt all yet now I find The gods in this our meeting do prove kind My Sister 's Lov'd by one whom I do Love I will her Faith and his Affection prove I 'le try if she Love him and then I 'le know Whether he Loves Astragia or No. Enter Uxama disguis'd like a Shepherd with a Hook in his hand Uxama What are you are you Stars fell from the Skies Or Apparitions which deinde mine eyes Speak if like me you be of humane Race What make you all thus early at this place Lady Coming along last night we lost our way And waited here the conduct of the day Uxama Please you sweer Ladies to accept of mine Where lies the place for which you do design Selan In Italy I fear w' are far from thence Uxama Th' Imperial City 's not far distant hence Selania seems transported Selan Thanks you tempestuous Seas How things succeed When shipwracks are so fortunate decreed Aside Chance hath preferr'd my wishes and I 'm come Where I shall see Oranges now at Bonee Uxama What 's that Oranges do you know that name Selan That name adds a new fewell to my flame Aside Uxama A Pris'ner call'd Oranges as 't is said Must put the Garland on great Pompey's head But then must die For Pompey thinks it good Two of the Ensigns should be steept in 's blood Selania swouns the others help her Then hung in Janus's Temple for to be The bloody Trophies of his Victory Lady Help Help the Lady Swouns Exit Shepherdess Uxama helps Enter a Souldier Sould. Hold Ravisher Vxama It is this Lady not thy sword I fear Sould. What didst
She weeps Convert those tears to Oyle that they may prove Matter for some new flame which may impart A warmth unto my poor dispairing heart Which in expectance of your sentence lyes Like a tame Lamb prepar'd for Sacrifice Selania You bring an Off'ring which I must refuse Orang If I offend in ought let love excuse I must confess what 's offer'd at your shrine Should like your self have something that 's divine Selan It were unjust to give another's due Unto a stranger which I never knew Orang Although a stranger yet do not despise The flame that you have kindled by your eyes Selan I will with tears endeavour to suppress The flame you talk of and to make it less She weeps Orang Rivers of tears cannot suppress desire Nor Seas of Water ever quench Love's fire Whil'st tears bedew your Cheeks you do but more Inhaunce your beauty's lustre on that score As Roses sprinkled by the drops of Dew Do smell more fragrant and more lovely shew Fair Maid too late you do begin to shroud Those Twins of light under a watry Cloud And I too late alas forbear to look Upon those Stars when I am Planet strook Since I am call'd Oranges let that name Give me some title to my Name-sakes claim Selania If to the Name alone my Love were due Then I might Justly pay the debt to you But 't is a debt I must to merit pay Orang Presumption past a pardon 't were to say Merit might reach you or deserts might stand And Love your free gift saucily command Selan He who I love may plead deserts to me Orag If that in love there might a merit be Or he who lov'd might but deserving prove I 'd boldly then plead merit since I love Selan My love to honour and to vertue 's due Orang Though I won't say I have 'um both 't is true Yet I do love them both in loving you Selan Sir I am preingag'd let that suffice Orang The Antidote 's too late to him who dyes Too late we take the Taper from the flie When he is burnt so that he needs must dye Selan Since I have thus far gone I 'le let you know His name to whom my love and vows I owe. Orang Oranges is it not Selan He once did own That for his Name to keep himself unknown His Name 's Uxama whom if I forget I quit the Pearl to take the counterfeit Orang Vxama said you sure that generous guest Only deserves to live within your Brest Madam I quit my claim and do implore Only your pardon who begg'd love before Durst I presume his Rival Glow-worms might Rival the Sun with all his beams of light I knew his love long since and constancy Turtles no more shall now love's Emblems be And as I know his faith so now I prove Your constancy to him and equal love This moment puts a period to distress Which once being past dos sweeten happiness He stamps The Musick Playes within Enter the Lady Singing Selania admires THE SONG COme Hymen come 't is Thou alone Of these two lovers can'st make one Who one in heart already be As when two flames unite we see Thou lazy God make haste away And do not thus consume the day Which is beholding for supplyes To the bright Planets of her Eyes Astragia advances with a Garland on her head and a Torch in her hand as Hymen Hymen make haste prepare the Church And do not stay to light thy Torch Make ready the Solemnities And Light thy Taper at her Eyes Vxama advances to whom Oranges bows and Uxama looks earnestly upon him The Turtles on the Altars mourn Hymen make haste or I 'le be sworn Thou never shalt be thought Divine Wee 'l only Worship at her Shrine Uxama to his Servant Uxama Parmeno The Ladyes whisper How cam'st thou here Parmeno I came Sir to provide That you might meet your Mistriss like a Bride Uxama My Mistress ah Parmeno she is dead Parmeno They by her Ghost my fancy has been lead Parmeno goes to take off his upper Garment Sir give me leave to take off your disguise Then see if you are known unto those Eyes Vxama What dost thou mean Parmeno Parmeno Sir I pray Let me disclose you to Selenia Selania gazes upon him Lady Selania Madam cast your eyes on me Her eyes are fixt with some strange Extasie Selan Yee Gods as once ye helpt me in distress So now support me under happiness Such throngs of blessings with Uxama come That in my breast they hardly can find room Vxama The Persians don 't with adoration run Kisses her hand Greater then mine to welcome in the Sun Alas Selania I have been mislead Report came to my ear that you were dead I had resolv'd not to survive your Fate But then your sight did new resolves create I striv'd in vain my passion to subdue And liv'd because she seem'd to live in you In this respect alone the diff'rence lay I lov'd but knew not 't was Selania Selan When from Sardinia you return'd to Spain Report came to my car that you were slain I strait imbarqu't for Spain when I came there All did affirm you were took Prisoner Then in this garb I firmly did decree To dye in the attempt or set you free I was misguided by th' assumed name For the report still of Oranges came It was my love that did suspect your fate Knowing that you had us'd that name of late Uxama I was too blame Parmeno why did you Presume to call your self Oranges too Parmeno When I was bore in Fetters Sir from Spain I did despair my freedom to obtain Using Oranges name the means I knew You then to gain my freedom would pursue Since you by mutual vows had both agreed Either imprison'd should at last be freed If either Plot or Ransome might but be A means whereby the Captive might be free But then A noise of Arms within Selan A noise of Arms invades mine ear Uxama Your Vertues guard you and you need not fear You may the god of War himself defie He must resign to Loves Artilery Ceaseth To the other Ladyes Where ere you look you conquer by surprise Conquest still waits on those victorious eyes Caesar did take his Motto sure from you Who where he came or lookt did still subdue Those glances like the Cephalian Dart wound still And Parthian like whil'st you do flye you kill A noise of Arms again Caesar and Pompey are ingag'd I fear And by the Noise their Armyes should be near Please you wee 'l walk awhile within the Grove And there discourse the Adventures of our Love Exeunt omnes Uxama leading Selania as into the Grove The Scene is the appearance of an Army The Armyes fight o're the Stage Pompey retreats Enter Pompey hastily his Sword drawn Pomp. Have I in War as many actions done As that proud Eastern Conqueror the Sun Of Fortune rather then of Macedon The amazed World fill'd with astonishment
fought o're again Or did he Nations to this end subdue That all in her might at one time accrue No. We must stop his Pride lest we indure What our delay may put beyond our cure Let 's sit in Council and with speed conclude What course is fittest for to be pursu'd Pompey Since you my Army did admit I 'le do What honour and your safety bind me to His fury I 'le withstand and for Romes good Like the kind Pelican I 'le spend my blood Enter a Messenger hastily a Perspective in his hand Consul What is thy message that thou seem'st afraid Mess I fear great Sir that we are all betray'd I through this glass did distant objects spye When Lo an Army marched in mine eye I stood a while in which they drew so near That Sir by this I fear they 'r almost here An Other Messenger hastily 2 Mes On the Tarpean Hill I stood which yields A fair prospect to the Italian fields Where Caesar's Army march'd and where it came Towns still burst forth with a most dismal flame Horrour and Outcryes posted through the Skye Resolve to conquer or resolve to dye Cons To Arms. To Arms. Pompey Command that Crimber with his utmost force Charge the right Wing with my Italian horse You the left Wing You in the Rere fall on 't With my Thessalian horse I 'le charge the Front If he be beat Or by our Power be slain Italia by his Death her peace will gain But if we lose the fortune of this day We next will fight him at Pharsalia Caesar beware least whil'st thou soar'st too high I pull thy Towring Eagles from the Skie Exeunt Omnes The Scene is the Grove Enter Vxama Solus Uxama This is the fatal Place to which Both tend She for to meet her Lover He his end His Glass of life or mine is almost run One of us two sets with this Evening Sun Both can't enjoy Loves individuum Makes it a Blessing which belongs to one Men ne're were partners yet to an Estate Let him take all who dos survive his fate The fire of Love like to the common fire The fewel being gone dos strait expire Or like sight which Philosophers do say Would cease to be were objects took away So that his death alone I find can prove The only means that 's left to gain her Love Die then And teach all Lovers a new Art That Love which wades through blood must reach the heart Kisses his Sword Exit Finis Actus Quarti ACTUS V. SCENA PRIMA The Scene is the same Grove Enter Oranges Musick following of him he having a Paper in his hand gives it to one of them Orang THE Song Goe place your selves within the Grove This Evening we will dedicate to Love This is the Sign When I do stamp begin First Play a strain or two and after Sing Stamps Exeunt as into the Grove One returns hastily and speaks Musick An armed man lyes sleeping on the ground With a drawn Sword Orang Has he receiv'd no wound Exit as into the Grove he returns suddainly Orang Things are arriv'd where I would wish and now To Fortune more then to design I owe. His sleep suggests a course I will pursue Which he will blame me for and thank me too Sleep is deaths emblem and it may be said Whil'st sleep locks up our senses we are dead This of her Lover I 'le report and say That by his side his fatal Weapon lay Perhaps she may dispair I know distress Gives greater relish unto happiness Blessings expected lose much of their rate Unlookt for when they come they 've estimate I by this means shall try her faith and find If death can change the tenure of her mind Forgive me dearest Master what I do Is but to try her constancy to you I 'le tell her as I came I found him lye All gor'd thus spoke then wisht me close his eye Enter Selania and the associate Lady habited as before like Amazons They stand undiscovered Most holy Father if you chance to find A Virgin beauty as if heavens combin'd And joyn'd with Nature for to make her fair That with the Queen of Beauty might compare For such she is tell her that I was slain In seeking her disguised like a Swain Say my expiring Soul did wait a while For had she come she 'd cur'd me with a smile Tell her her beauty hath a double skill Her smiles can keep alive her frowns can kill Say that Oranges dying did bequeath All Legacies of Love in his last breath They appear Selania takes a Dart out of her Quiver Selan Selania will not long survive thy death She is prevented by the other Lady Lady Hold Madam hold Selan Do not so cruel prove To hinder the last act of Constant love Lady What you do call an act of love would seem Rather despair in you then love for him Selan Why do you thus prolong my misery And save alive one who resolves to dye You by this cruel kindness seem to strive My Soul being gone to keep my corps alive Suffer this Dart to pierce my breast that by My death I may confirm my Constancy For I have vow'd why then is death deny'd I 'd not outlive that day on which he dy'd Orang Madam Let not distracted thoughts disturb your Brest Nor that your vow rule with such interest Oranges Lives but is not lov'd by you Selan If he were here he 'd tell you 't were not true Orang Can you love one that yet you never knew Oranges vows he knows you not Selania Can he Forget his solemn vows so soon and me Should this be true 't would more distract my mind I 'd rather have him dead then prove unkind Orang Madam he loves you but you love not him Selan Then were I guilty of the highest sin My breast is kindled with more noble fire Then pouder like to burn and strait expire I love Oranges so that for his sake This dangerous voyage I did undertake And till I find him out I 'le spend mine Age Either thus Arm'd or else in Pilgrimage The Ladyes whisper Orang Her love ' arriv'd at strange perfection Penelope her self is now out-done Since in such constancy she dos excel Some Vestal flame must be her Parallel Selan You say Oranges lives Orang Madam 't is true But vows to dye if not belov'd by you I promis'd he should meet you here and bring His wounded heart to be your Offering Which he now layes at th' Altars of your Eyes Burnt by those beams to be your Sacrifice And though mistaken bounty set me free Reduce me not into captivity Pulls off the disguise Selan Are you then the Oranges that was freed Orang Madam to me that blessing was decreed And if you love me not upon that score You make my bondage worse then 't was before Fetters till now did but my body bind But your perfections captivate my mind Why weep you Madam Let your Chimick love
Made haughty Nations tremble where I went Took Mithridates King of Pontus More The Iberians never conquer'd yet before Beat the Albanians twice to the great Sea The Roman Empire spread in Lyhia Spain to the Atlantick and Albania To th' utmost limits of the Hircanian Sea Triumph'd so late and am I beat so soon A Prodigy the Sun should set at Noon Have I Victorious been abroad that now At home I should receive my overthrow Enter one of his Generals hastily his Sword drawn Pompey How stands our Army General Sir prepar'd to flye If you think fit or else resolv'd to dye The field is overspread with slaughter'd men And bloody conquest dos incline to them Resolve some course before it be too late Pompey Wee 'l head our men again and try our fate General 'T were not couragious but 't were desperate Fly to your Army which dos now remain Under your valiant Generals Sir in Spain Fighting such Odds 't is Just as if you came And with one Bucket sought to quench a flame The game of War should not be play'd nor set Upon the odds but on an even bett Pompey True valour never thinks on odds but knows In War there is a chaunce and boldly throws Let 's to the field again and something do Both for our honour and our Countrey too Exeunt The Scene is the former Grove Enter Uxama leading Selania Astragia and her Sister Parmeno servant to Uxama Vxama Prithee go on Selania to relate The manner of the Shipwrack and your fate Selan The Winds began to roar and Tempests now Do plough deep furrows on the Oceans Brow The dismal Clouds do curtain up the Skies And masque the guides of Heaven from our Eyes No light appears but when the Thunder comes And Midwifes Lightning from the Cloud dark Wombs One in our Barque as if Seas could not tries To drown himself in Waters from his Eyes Such were his sighing accents that the Wind Did seem a Calm to th' Tempests in his Mind We all expecting to be cast away The generous youth stood up and thus did say Vouchsafe to hear yee gods of Cicily If to those Vows my lover constant be Safely conduct this Barque unto the Shore But if grown false I humbly do implore That I may perish here and that the Waves May swallow me into their liquid Graves Just now out Ship was wrackt and each one strives Upon the floating Planks to save their Lives The Sea was calm'd and winds do blow no more But what might serve to drive the Planks on shore This Lady and my Self had both design'd For the Italian Coast the Heavens prov'd kind And to the wisht for shore our Plank conveigh But sure the youth did perish in the Sea Parmeno Madam I 'm glad that after such Distress You are arriv'd at so much happiness Lady Once the companion of your harder fate Your better fortune I congratulate And as Vxama dos restore your Joy So now Astragia dos my grief destroy Astrag Before your Lovers I your love prefer If that by your example I do err It is but Just you should the fault excuse Since that his love for yours I do refuse And may you now in him as happy prove To Selania As dos Astragia in her Sisters Love Vxam. Things gain'd with ease we do contemn but prise Those blessings which from dangers do arise Love like to Conquest should be pris'd the more If that through dangers it was sought before Since our adventures then were dangerous Let it be said none lov'd so well as us A noise of Arms. Enter three or four Souldiers as flying Uxama and Parmeno draw Sould. Plunder I'faith Uxama Pray Ladyes do not fear These cow-Cow-hearts flye the field to meet death here They fight Uxama is taken they sieze the Ladyes Ast Search Ages past and Records for their fate The fair have seldome proved fortunate Enter Julius Caesar Valerius Curio and Souldiers Caesar What Fugitives are these that thus presume To Captive others when Death waits on them They are seized by Caesar's Souldiers The Day was bloody Curio Pompey fought And the Victorious Lawrels bravely sought Curio He fought with Resolution Sir 't is true But the Victorious Lawrels are your due Valer. Conquest while in equal Ballance stood And War took equal tribute from our blood Curio The Scale of Conquest which stood ballanc'd thus Being by your valour turn'd inclin'd to us Valer. What can withstand your Power when Eagles flye All Birds of lesser prey must quit the Skie Caesar I do suppose to Spain that Pompey's fled Since by Afranius there his Troops are led With dreadful Ensigns I will march to Spain And though his Armys joyn the War maintain The Gates of Janus now must open lye And ne're shall shut till death dos close his Eye Valer. March on great Caesar till your Arms controul As far as th' Artick and Antartick Pole Curio And plant the Trophies of Victorious Arms By Sea and Land where ever Titan warms They are going off Selania to Caesar Selan Vouchsafe for to accept our thanks as due Since we all had our freedoms Sir from you Though we confess our Obligation 's more Then thanks can pay and gratitude's too poor Caesar In freeing you I have more honour gain'd Then in the field though conquest I obtain'd To this dayes fortune I ascribe far more Than to those many fields I fought before Glory in this chiefly redounds to me Not that I Pompey beat but set you free FINIS EPILOGUE IF at a Feast You should not chance to lite Upon one Dish unto Your Appetite You would condemn the Cook just so You 'l say If not one Act prove good throughout the Play I Vow I did design to have good Cheer Since You are like to pay for what is here Which if rejected or approv'd but Course I 'm sure the Stationer will fare the worse But if the Entertainment You approve He humbly beggs some token of Your Love The Poet if the Play no favour meet Resolves for to do Pennance in each Sheet And will presume no more to be in Print Since His first Coyn miscarry'd in the Mint Your Kind Acceptance may prevent My fate 'T is the Kings Stamp that gives the Mettal Rate The Rate 's inhaunc't and 't is made Currant too So shall this Play if it be stampt by You.