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A27197	The prophetess, or, The history of Dioclesian written by Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher ; with alterations and additions, after the manner of an opera ; represented at the Queen's Theatre, by Their Majesties servants.	Betterton, Thomas, 1635?-1710.; Fletcher, John, 1579-1625. Prophetess.; Beaumont, Francis, 1584-1616. Prophetess.; Purcell, Henry, 1659-1695.	1690 (1690)	Wing B1605; ESTC R2373	40,175	84

em With Dances and Songs with Tambours and Flutes Let the Maids shew their Joy as they meet him With Cymbals and Harps with Viols and Lutes Let the Husbands and True Lovers greet him CHORUS Let the Priests with Processions the Hero attend And Statues erect to his Glory Let the Smoak from the Altars to Heaven ascend All sing Great Diocles Story Max. Still the Gods Express that they are pleas'd with the Election Get. My Master is an Emperor and I feel A Senators Itch upon me Would I could hire These fine invisible Fidlers to play to me At my Instalment Dio. I embrace your Loves And hope the Honours which you heap on me Shall be with Strength supported I desire no Titles But as I shall deserve ' em I will keep My Name but with this difference I will add To Diocles but two short Syllables And be call'd Dioclesianus Get. This is fine I 'll follow the Fashion and when I am a Senator I 'll be no more plain Geta but be call'd Lord Getianus Dru. He ne'er thinks of me nor of your Favour Enter Niger Del. If he dares prove false These Glories shall be to him as a Dream Or an Inchanted Banquet Nig. From Charinus From Great Charinus who with joy has heard Of your Proceedings and confirms your Honours He with his beauteous Sister fair Aurelia Are come in Person like themselves attended To gratulate your Fortune Dio. For thy News Be thou in France Pro-Consul Let us meet The Emperor with all Respect and Honour Trumpets Enter Charinus Aurelia Attendants Dru. Oh Aunt I see this Princess does eclipse The lustre of my Beauty tho' I were My self to be the Judge Del. Relie on me Cha. 'T is Vertue and not Birth that makes us Noble Great Actions speak Great Minds and such should govern And you are grac'd with both Thus as a Brother A Fellow and Copartner in the Empire I do embrace you May we live so far From Difference or emulous Competition That all the World may say although two Bodies We have one Mind Aur. When I behold this Object The dead Numerianus I should wash His Wounds with Tears and pay a Sister's Sorrow To his sad Fate but since he lives again In your most brave Revenge I bow to you As to a Power which gave him second Life And will make good my Promise If you find That there is Worth in me that may deserve you Altho' my Youth and Fortune may require Both to be su'd and sought to here I yield My self to be your Wife Dio. Oh you Gods Teach me how to be thankful you have pour'd All Blessings on me that ambitious Man Could ever fancy Till this happy minute I ne'er saw Beauty or believ'd there could be Perfection in a Woman On my Knees I thus receive you and if you vouchsafe it This day I am doubly married to the Empire And your fair self Del. False and perfidious Villain Dru. Let me fall headlong on him Oh my Stars This I foresaw and fear'd Cha. Call in a Flamen this Knot Shall instantly be ty'd Del. But it shall not If Art or Hell have any strength Enter a Flamen Thunder and Lightning The Stage t s darkned on a sudden A dreadful Monster comes from the further end of the Scenes and moves slowly forward Cha. Prodigious Max. How soon the Day 's o're-cast Fla. The Signs are fatal Juno smiles not upon this Match and shews She has her Thunder too Defer the Marriage Or this fell Monster will devour you all Dio. Can there be a Stop to all my Happiness Cha. We were too violent And I repent my haste First let us pay All Rites of Funeral to my dead Brother Perhaps that may appease the angry Gods The Musick flourish They who made the Monster separate in an instant and fall into a Figure ready to begin a Dance of Furies Cha. 'T is wonderful Here take up the Body And when we have plac'd his Ashes in his Urn We 'll try the Gods again Exeunt Trumpets and Drums sounding and beating a dead March Del. So 't is deferr'd yet in despite of Falshood Comfort Drusilla for he shall be thine Some Rites I must perform to Hecate To perfect my Designs Which finish'd once He shall be made obedient to thy Call Or in his Ruine I will bury all End of the Second Act. ACT III. SCENE I. Scene a Room Chairs in it the Hangings and Figures Grotesk Enter Maximinian Max. WHat powerful Star shin'd at this Man's Nativity And blest his homely Cradle with full Glory What Throngs of People press and buz about him And with their humming Flatteries sing him Caesar How the fierce-minded Soldier bows before him Charinus sues the Emperor intreats him And his bright charming Sister doats on him All worship him yet I 'm still Maximinian What have I got by this I have gone as far To wooe this purblind Honour as he has And done as much run thro' as many Perils Only the Executioner of Aper Which I mistook has made him Emperor And me his Slave Enter Delphia and Drusilla Del. Stand still he cannot see us till I please This Discontentment I have forc'd into him For thy Cause my Drusilla Max. Can the Gods see this See it with Justice and confer their Blessings On him that never flung one Grain of Incense Upon their Altars never bow'd his Knee yet And I that have march'd Foot by Foot struck equally Contemning his base covetous Del. Now we 'll appear Max. Bless me ye Gods And with all Reverence Kneels Del. Stand up my Son And wonder not at thy ungrateful Uncle I know thy Thoughts and I appear to ease ' em Max. Oh Mother did I stand the tenth part to you Engag'd and fetter'd as my Uncle does How would I serve how would I fall before you How worship and adore you Del. Peace and flatter not Necessity and Anger draws this from you Of both which I forgive you For your Uncle 'T was I foretold this Honour it fell on him Fell to his full Content He has forgot me For all my Care forgot me and his Vow too And I have forgot him let him stand fast now Come hither My Care shall be for you Max. Oh blessed Mother She charms him Maximinian Del. Stand still and let me work So now Go and appear in Court and eye Aurelia Stand in her Vew make your Addresses to her Prepare some Musick and then shew your self And mark the Consequence I 'll say no more But Fortune is your Servant go and be happy Max. I know all this is holy Truth Del. Believe and prosper Exit Maximinian Dru. Yet all this cures not me You had full as much Belief from Dioclesian Enter Geta Lictors and Suitors with Petitions Del. Be not dejected I have warn'd you often The proudest Thoughts he has I 'll humble Who 's this O 't is the Fool and Knave grown a grave Officer He 's hot with high Preferment Get. 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her Amb. We only beg her To name what Ransom she will please to think of Jewels or Towns or Provinces Aur. No Ransom No not your Kings own Head his Crown upon it And all the low submissions of his People Amb. Fair Princess's ought to have tender thoughts Aur. Is shee too good To wait upon the mighty Emperor's Sister What Princess of that Sweetness or that Excellence Sprung from the proudest and the mightiest Monarchs But may be highly blest to be my Servant Cas 'T is most true mighty Princess Aur. Has my fair usage Made you so much despise me and my Fortune That you grow weary of my Entertainments Henceforward as you are I will command you And as you were ordain'd my Prisoner My Slave and one I may dispose of any way No more my fair Companion tell your King so I 'll use her as I please and that 's your Answer Amb. Our Master with a mighty Army's near I know he 'll venture all to free his Sister Aside You are the cause then of the War for since Entreaty can't prevail force must compel Ex. Amb. Musick and a SONG Enter Maximinian he stands gazing on the Princess all the time of the Song WHat shall I do to show how much I love her How many Millions of Sigh's can suffice That which wins other Hearts never can move her Those common methods of Love she 'll despise I will love more than Man ' ere lov'd before me Gaze on her all the Day melt all the Night Till for her own sake at last she 'll implore me To love her less to preserve our delight Since Gods themselves could not ever be loving Men must have breathing Recruits for new Joys I wish my Love could be always improving Tho' eager Love more than Sorrow destroys In Fair Aurelia's Arms leave me expiring To be Embalm'd by the Sweets of her Breath To the last Moment I 'll still be desiring Never had Hero so glorious a Death Max. Now if thou be'st a Prophetess and canst do Things of that wonder that thy Tongue delivers Canst raise me too now shew thy mighty Pow'r How she eyes me How sweet how fair and lovely she appears Her Eyes like bright Noon-beams shoot thorow me Aur. Oh my dear Friend where have you been Max. Where am I Who does she take me for Work still work strongly Aur. Why have you fled my Love and my Embraces Max. Is this real I dare not trust my Senses Aur. Can a Clap of Thunder The Cause being as common as the Noise is Strike Terror to a Soldier 's Heart a Monarch's Thro' all the Fires of angry Heaven thro' Tempests That sing of nothing but Destruction Even underneath the Bolt of Jove then ready And aiming dreadfully I would seek you And fly into your Arms. Max. I shall be mighty Cha. Fie Sister fie What a forgetful Weakness is this in you What a light Carriage These are Words and Offers Due only to your Husband Dioclesian Aur. 'T is strange That only empty Names compel Affections This Man you see give what Name or Title Let it be ne'er so mean ne'er so despis'd Brother This lovely Man Max. Tho' I be hang'd I 'll on Aur. This sweet young Man Max. Oh Prophetess Incomparable Woman Aur. This Man I say Let him be what he will or bear what Fortune This most unequal'd Man deserves the Bed of Juno Cha. You are not mad Max. I hope she is I am sure I am little better Enter Diocles My Uncle comes Now if she 's firm I am happy Cha. For Honours sake be careful Dio. Oh my fair Mistris Aur. What Man is this Away What sawcy Fellow How came this base mean Creature to my Presence Dio. Have you forgot me Fair Or do you jest with me I 'll tell you how I came pray look more kindly Nothing but Frowns and Scorns Aur. Who is this Fellow Dio. I 'll tell you who I am your Husband Madam Aur. Husband to me Dio. Yes to you Madam I am Dioclesian Max. More of this sport and I am made Oh Mother Compleat what is begun Dio. I am he Madam Reveng'd your Brother's Death slew cruel Aper I am he the Soldier courts the Emperor honours Your Brother loves I am he my beauteous Mistris Will make you Empress of the World Aur. 'T is false thou art not he Thou that brave Man Cha. Is there no Shame no Modesty in Woman Aur. Thou one of his high Rank Dio. Good Gods What ails she Aur. Generous and Noble Fie thou art no such Person Thou art a poor Dalmatian Slave a low thing Not worth the Name of Roman Stand off further Dio. What can this mean Aur. Come hither my Endymion Come shew thy self and bless all Eyes look on you Dio. Ha! What is this Aur. Thou fair Star that I live by Look lovely on me break into full Brightness Here is a Face now of another making Another Mould here 's a Divine Proportion Eyes fit for Phoebus self to gild the World with Look there and wonder Now behold that Fellow That admirable Face cut with an Ax out Dio. And do you speak this truly Cha. She 's mad and you must pardon her Dio. By Heaven she hangs on him Cha. Be not disturb'd Sir 't is but the Fondness of her Fit Dio. I am fool'd and if I suffer this Cha. Pray be pacifi'd this Fit will soon be off Let her go Sir a little Rest will bring her to her self Dio. You Sir Exit Aurelia Max. Well Sir Dio. Base as thou art how durst you touch that Lady Max. I am your Kinsman Sir no such base Fellow I sought her not nor had I any reason To thrust a Princess from me 't was no Manners What she bestow'd was Courtesie and I thank her Dio. Villain be gone Max. I will and I will go with Glory off And magnifie my Fate Exit Maximinian Dio. Good Sir leave me I am a Trouble to my self now Cha. I am sorry for 't and hope You 'll find it but a Womans Fit to try you Dio. It may be so Into what misery has Fortune brought me Exit Charinus And how long must I suffer Poor humble Beings Tho' they know Want and Hunger know not these Know not these killing Fates A little serves 'em And with that little they 're content O Honour How greedily Men seek thee and once purchas'd How many Enemies to Man's Peace bring'st thou Enter Delphia and Drusilla When I presum'd I was blest with this fair Woman Del. Behold him now and tell me how thou lik'st him Dio. When all my Hopes were up and Fortune shew'd me To all the World the Greatest Happiest Monarch Then to be cozen'd to be cheated basely By my own Kinsman too I 'll kill the Villain But can I kill her Hate too No he wooes not She seeks him Shall I kill an Innocent Oh Fortune Could'st thou find none to fool and blow like Bladders But Kings and their Contents Del.