more conspicuous thing Than forme or beauty so like a forward spring Nothing more short Menthâ—… Madam divine 〈◊〉 of a change Beliefe Is too too proâ—…e in entertaining griefe Eum. Our Lord attends to enter in And surely sleepe envyeth his deligâ—…t For he sits heauy on my drowsie liddes Draw all our Curtaiâ—…es sleepe beguiles our earâ—…s Menthe. Madam good night time helpes suspitious feares Exit Menthe. This Song is to be sung in the Musicke roome Dreames to soft Musicke now when she lookes she 's dreaming 〈…〉 sent to Elisium Drop golden showers gentle sleepe And all the Angels of the Night Which doe us in protection keepe Make this Queene dreame of delight Morpheus be kind a little and be Deaths now true Image for 't will prove To this poore Queene that then thou art hee Her grave is made i' th Bed of love Thus with sweet sweets can Heaven mixe gall And marriage turne to Funerall Scaena 3. Actus 2. Enter Amurath in his Night robâ—…s â—… Taper in his hand seâ—…mes much disturbed speâ—…kes Amur. Turke Amurath slave nay something baser King For all aery titles which the Gods Have blasted man withall to make them swell With puft up honour and ambitious wind This name of King holds greatest antipathy With manly government for if we waigh 'T is subjects and not Kings beare all the sway Each whispered mur mur from their idle breath Condemnes a King to Infamy to death Were there a Metempsucocosis of soules And nature should a free Election grant What things they afterwards would reinforme The vaine and haughtiâ—…st minds the Sun ere saw Would chuse it's Cottage in some Shepheards flesh Nay be confin'd within some Dog or Cat Than Antique like prancke in a Kings gay-clothes Were I no King and had no Majesty I had more than all Kings blest liberty And without rumor might enjoy my choyce Not fâ—…aring Censure of each popular voâ—…ce Poore men may love and none their wils correct But all turne Satyres of a Kings affect O my base greatnesse What disasterovs starre Profest it selfe a Midwife at my birth To shape me into such prodigious States But hence regard of tongues Were we a Saint Some envious tongue would dare our names to taint And he from slander is at securest rest Not that hath none but that regards it least Open you envious Curtaines here 's a sight Drawes the Curtain That might commend the act of Love so Chast Were now the chariot-guider of the Sunne Weary on 's taske and would intreat a day Of Heauen to rest in here 's a radiant Looke That might be fixt i th' midst o th' Axletree And in despight of darke conspiring Clouds She would out-shine Sunne Moone and all the Stars O I could court thee now my sweet a fresh Mixing a kisâ—…e with every period Telling the Lillies how they are but wanne Earth in the vernant spring is dull and darke Compar'd with this aspect the Aeasterne ayre Famed with the wings of Mercury and â—…ove Infectious but compar'd with this perfume Hence then th' ambition of that furious youth Who knew not what a crime his rashnesse was I might orecome more Kingdomes have more dominion Enthrone my selfe an Emperor o th' world I might I might Amurath thou mightst The Christians now will scoffe at Mahomet Perchance they sent this wretch thus to inchant me O my perplexed thoughts tush I le to bed Should the commanding Thunder of the Gods Prohibite me or strike me in the act Talke on vaine rumor fame I dare thy worst Call me a Lusty Lazy wanton Coward Should I win all the world my breath once fled My bad would still survive all good be dead Eumâ—…rphe sweet I come you sacred powers Who have bestowed some happinesse on man To helpe to passe away this sinful â—…ife Grant me a youthfull vigor yet a while Full veines free strength compleat and manly fence To know and taste a beauty most immense Scaena 4. Actus 2. Amurath makes haste to the Bed on a suddaine enter Schahin dis guised like the Ghost of Orchanâ—… father to Amurath Scahin. Amurath Amurath Amur. Divel Divel What Dar'st thou appeare before an Angell Fiend Scah. O Amurath why doth intemperate Lust Raging within thy furious youthfull veines Burst through thy fathers Tombe Disturbe his soule Know all the torments that the fabulous age Dream't did afflict deceased impious Ghosts Hartbiting-hunger and soule-searching thirst The nere consumed yet ever eaten prey That the devouring Vulture feeds upon Are not such tortures as our off-springs crimes They they sit heavy on us and no date Makes our compassionate affection cease O thou hereditary Vlcer hearke By the name of Father and by all those cares Which brought me to my grave to make thee great Thou that hast nothing of me but my crowne My enterprise surpast the boundlesse Sea Cutting the churlish Waves of Hellespont When the flood stood which wind for to obey Euxinum groan'd beneath my burdenous Ships I was the first of all the Turkish Kings That Europe knew and the fond Christians plaguâ—… What coward blood ran flowing in my veines When thou wert first begot who marrest all Thy Fathers acts by thy untam'd desires Wherefore with Stygian curses I will lade thee First may she prove a Strumpet to thy Bed Be her lips poyson and let her loose embrace Be venemous as Scoâ—…pions If â—…he conceiv'd A Generation from thee let it be As ominous as thou hast beene to me Rebellious to thy Praecepts printing careâ—… Vpon thy aged browes O may they prove As Faeries for to lash thee in thy rest But Amurath if thou canst quench this flame If thou wilt cut this Gordian thred and rend hence That putrid Wenne which cleaves unto thy flesh Be all thine actions prosperous Mahomet Shaâ—…l be auspitious unto each designe Fortune to shew thee favour shall be proud Farewell if that men doe speake last before They dye take root then dead mens should take more Exit Scahin. Amur. What art thou vanisht Know thou carefull spright Thou shalt no sooner pierce the wandring Clouds With unperceived flight than my resolue Shall expiate my former Vanity Looke on thy sonne thou aery intellect And see him sacrifice to thy command Now Titan turne thy breathing curses backe Start hence bright day a sable Cloud invade This Vniversall Globe breake every prop And every hâ—…ndge that doth sustaine the Heavens For straight must dye a woman I have named A crime that may accuse all Nature guilty The Sexe wisely considered deserves a death For thinke this Amurath this woman may Prostrate heâ—… delicate and Ivory limbes To some base Page or Scul or shrunk up Dwarf Or let some Groome lye feeding on her lips She may devise some mishapen trick To satiate her goatish Amurath And from her bended knees at Meditation Be taken by some slave toth' deepe of Hell Th' art a brave Creature were thou not a woman 〈◊〉 Come thou shalt see my well-kept vow And
and twâ—… Tâ—…rchbearers more then Mars and Ueâ—…us and two Torchbeâ—…rers more then Apollo and Pallas and two â—…ore Torchbearers theâ—… Neptune and Diana Whilst thâ—…y are discending Cupid hanging in the Ayre sings to soft Musicke this Song following Cupid sings Gaze you mortals gaze you still On the Gods now looke your fill Iove and Iuno are discending Yet her lealousie's not ending Mars sterne Mars he will not fight But with Venus when 't is Night Daphne crownes Apolloes head Whom she would embrace in Bed Neptune swels his frothy cheeke Cause Diana is not meeke Gaze you mortals c. Jup. Come now my Sister and Wife wee 'l begin To court afrâ—…sh Nay lourâ—… not Heavens Queene Heere on this greene we 'll a Lavaâ—…to danâ—…e What if our haires grow silver yet our strength Is young and vigorous Say fellow Gods Since we are full of Nectar and our cares Lye drencht in our Nepenthâ—… take your Queeneâ—… and be all Ioviall Mars for our Daughter Veâ—…s Apollo joynâ—… with Pallas Brother of Flouds â—…mbrace Diana Gods sometimes merry be But in the night when mortals mâ—… not see Each God as appointed by Iove takes his Goddesse they dance a Masque dance and in the dance Junâ—… observes loves glâ—…nces tâ—… Eumorphe â—…nd at the end of the dance â—…peaketh thus Jâ—…p How now wanton Can I no whâ—…e goe For recrâ—…ation but you fâ—…llow me Jun. Is this your Recreation Fye My Lord Will you be wanton still For here you came Points at Eumâ—…rphe For some new Harlot some new Queene for you Iâ—…p Junâ—… Wife Iunâ—… Your Sister thunderer and not your Wife Banisht from Heavâ—…n I am and your Bed Resigne them both to Strumpets Concubines Points at Eâ—…morphe And now you comâ—… to see a fresh new lasse In which Pole now or in what part of hâ—…aven Shall she be stellified â—…pit Shall still sinister thoughts wrong our intent Wel Iâ—…o wel you 'le ever be a woman A very very woman But â—…ince she scolds Let 's hence yee Gods lest her infectious breath Blast the sâ—…cceeding day and mortals curse Her hel-bred jealâ—…usie Calumnious woman Come scold in heaven For if Gods liv'd on Earth Sâ—…spitious tongues would blame most innocent mirth Here all the Gods and Goddesses asâ—…end at the top of the ascent Iuâ—…o â—…tops and speakes Iun. Wel love lookt pale I toucht him to the quicke 'T is some new Miniâ—…n he came downe to see Harke jealousie know Junâ—… is a woman Am I not mad yet Mistris Bride adiew Jove shal not steale a kisse My curse is past When thou sleep'st first a Bride mayâ—…t sleepe thy last Exit Câ—…pid Faire Bride I sang thy â—…pithalamy And left 〈◊〉 for thy Nuptials Iuno here thundered gainst the Thunderer Knowing how thy beauty dazles hers She durst not let heavens King once glance a looke But threatned with her helbred incantations To metamorphise thine unparaleld And most caelestiall shape into worse formes And more prodigiouâ—… than ever poysoned charmes Wrought on the fabled Concubines of love But knâ—…w great Queene my Mother Venus vowes Her everlasting guard to save such beauty Lest if thou perish Nature 〈◊〉 selfe Loose heâ—… oâ—…ely patterne of â—…erenity But I must haâ—…t Love which the Gods protect Can never 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 by neglect Ascendit Amur. â—…cahin thine Art is excellent but say Doe Gods fall out for love amongst themselves Scah. My Lord these are but fables yet to make The shew more pâ—…rtinent and to grace your Queene Coâ—…ceipt tooke leave to put the frowne on Iuâ—…o 〈◊〉 My Lords and friends we shall be ever thankfull And rest a Debtor to your curtesie Schah. Not so faire Queen but durst â—… now â—…ntreat The Kings detaining from thâ—… sweets of Bed There yet remaines one thought upon conceipt Which you would doubly grace me to behold Amur. Our worthy Tutor shall obtaine a Night A night ofus in any case we can Scah. But then let me informe your Majesty That 't is a warrierâ—… shew which once you loved But now are free from Amur. 'T is best of all with greedinesse we 'l see it O how the soule doth gratulate it selfe When safâ—…ly it beholds the dangerous state Of others and it selfe securely free Glad are we still to stand upon the shore And see a farre off otâ—…ers tost in the Sea Or in a Gallery at a Fencers stage We laugh when mutually each one takes woundâ—… Sit still 〈◊〉 Scâ—…hin thy shew in hast 'T is best delight to thinkâ—… on troubles past Scaena 5. Actus 1. Enter in 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 of Hectâ—…r and Achilles to tâ—…em Alexander the great â—…ands gazing on them whilst Fame 〈◊〉 from 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Stay you most worthy fhades brave Hector stay And proud Achilles know your massiâ—… Tombes Which have so long orewhelm'd your valiant bones Yawnes wide to let the imprisoned coarses forth I must afresh imbalme your sacred Trunkes And sweâ—…t your memory with most happy oyle Of just report the Gods awakt me Fame From out the oblivious Sepulchâ—…r of sleepe To drop that Inke into old Homerâ—… pen Werewith he curiously hath lin'd your names Enfolding them in Everlasting Cedar And made them live to all posterity Vertue to valour hath his guift assign'd Great men may dye yet deeds still rest in mind 〈◊〉 vmbrae Hectorâ—…s Achillis Manet Alexander looking after them reading iâ—… Homer Alexand. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Most fortunate young man whose worth is crown'd With everlasting Trophies of renowne How hath he set thee on the wings of Fame Which soare i' th middle region of high glory Propos'd to all a never dying story Enter to Alexander Philoicenâ—…s a Captâ—…ine Phil. May it please the Sonne of Iupiter to accept A Present which our fight enricht us with Alex. Is it a Band of stubborn Souldiâ—…rs Captaine Philâ—…x O no my Liegâ—… of exquisite form'd Ladies Darius his wife the wonder of her Sexe Besides a Troope of such shapt Ganimâ—…des That love â—…ot equals Alex. Philoxenus We thanke thee Yet harke There is a secrâ—…t we would know of thee And you must tell Vs on your faith you must Phil. My Lâ—…ige Alex. Nay no Court oyle by your leave no flattery We are but man this very trunâ—…ke of ours Is but a Vessell fild with humanâ—… blooâ—… And we trust not that Parasite like 〈◊〉 I 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 All the destroying vices of fraile man I may be subject to but what base loosenesse Or supple Luxury didst thou ere obscure So to benumne our sence that thou shouldst thinke We could be pleas'd with such effaeminate Presents * Know sir our eyes shall have that abstinence That will not looke on them on boyes of women Exit Phiâ—… Hence then and present some coward with them Give me a spectacle would please the Gods And make them bend their Ivorie browes to the Earth A man a Souldier â—…trong with his wounds 'Mongst fate and ruine upright and unshap't His minde â—…eing all his guard his wall and armour And
in Orchanes great throne And sacrifice due rites to Mahomet Yet why enough I le on and dung the Earth With Christians rotted trunckes that froÌ„ that soyle May spring more Cadmean Monsters to orecome theÌ„ Captaines what Conntries next shal we make flow With Channels of their bloud Euren. To Servia my Lord there are troupes of armes Gathered to resist Mahometans Chase. At Bulgaria there they set on fire The Countries as they passe 't were good we haste Amur. Why they doe well we like of their desire To make the flame in which themselves must fry Ruine destruction famine and the sword Shall all invade them Sunne stay thou thy flight And see the snakes in their owne River drencht Whilâ—…t with their bloud our furious thirst is queâ—…cht Scaena 3. Actus 3. Enter in aermes Lazarus Despot of Servia Sesmenos Governour of Bulgaria Lazar. Whether Bulgaria whether must we flye The Butcherous Turâ—…e's at hand Blest Sanctity If thou didst ere guard goodnesse wall our towers Bring strength into our Nerves For in thy cause Our Brests upon their Rapiers we will run We 'll with just hope 〈◊〉 the tyrants rage Meet him in the face fury will â—…de us armes There is a power can guard us from aâ—…l harmes Sesm. Let 's be suâ—…dain for we'â—… not find scope To see our haps Who most doth feare may hope Enter to them Cobelitz Cobel. Governor Captaines hast unto your armes The dangers imminent and the Turke 's at hand Lazar. Cobelitz must we still wade thus deepe In blood and terror Cob. Yes Servia we must we should we ought Ease and successe keeps basenesse company Shall we not blush to see the register Of those great Romans and Heroicke Greekes Which did those acts at which our hearts are struck Beneath all credence onely to win fame And shall not we for that Eternall name To live without all credence even to win fame Is not to know life's chiefe and better parts To us of future hopes calamity Must helpe to purchase immortality Ses. Well spoke true Châ—…istian they who still live high And snoare in prais'd applause nere know to beare A contuâ—…ely or checke a fate Wisely to steere a Ship or guide an Army Vndanted hardinesse is requisite O then le ts to our weapoâ—…s make him yeild They which deny all right ofâ—…give't i th' Field Enter Christian Souldiers falling out amongst them seâ—…es fighting confusedly Cob. Why Gentlemen we want no foes to fight Nor need we turne our weapons on our selves One Souldier speakes as drunk 1. You lazy rogue what come in my Cabinet 2. Conspiring slave you murmur'd gin's th' allowance And wouldâ—…t perswade upon a larger pay Aâ—…swer the other To betray all Garrisons and turne Turâ—… Thou halfe Can-carousing rascall I le teare thee And those treacherous veines of thine will you see Llew-â—…ackets Will you see your Corporall wrong'd Well since I fight for victuals for company Vse now your swords and Bucklers The other to his mâ—…n Here they all fall by the â—…ares Lazar. Treason the next man that speakes or strikes a blow Sold. Then shall our Laundresses fight for us 2. Why Amazoâ—…s Baudicans come helpe to scratch Enter some Truls 〈◊〉 both sides thâ—…y fight and scrâ—…ch Sesm. O Cobelitz what way shall we appease them Truls scold conâ—…usedly thus 1. Trull Out thy Corporal huswife hath the itch You now will have foule washing Drab I le teare your mouth 2. An inch or two yet wider Cob. What souldiers thinke you each distastfull word Given moâ—…gst your selves so strong an obloquie The Generall parts them with his sword That revenge spurs you to each others death And will not seeke to wash those blasphemies In Seas of their foule blood which they belcht out By our approaching foes against the Essence Of the Eternall Laz. Leave leave these factions cease these Mutinies A Drum from the Turke 's Camâ—… Harke their Drums take advantage of these stirreâ—… Let us oppose our strength against our foe And in our Campe let not one souldier be Who will not finde and strike his Enemies Cob. Now blest guider and great strength of armes If in thy secret and hid decree Thou hast not yet appointed the full time Wherein thou meanest to tame this tyger Who dare murmur against thine hidden will Be we slaine now there 's victory in store Which when thou pleasest thou 't give not before Give us still strength of patience not to wish A funerall honour unto all the world When we are perishing we 'l still beleeve Those dangers worth our death we undergoe Whilst who is ours is all alike thy foe Should fortune loose this day when we are slaine Thou canst give hands and strength and men againâ—… On thee we trust then and on thee beare Scorning for Heavens sake to shed a teare Scaena 4. Actus 3. A march within excursions alarmes Enter as Conquerours Cairadin Bassa Scahin leading young men Christians Prisoners Schah. Bassa we thanke thy valor and discretion In finding fit occasion to invade The mutinons Christians these Captives here Shall be good presents to our worthy Master Bassa Generall now trust me these young slaves To be full of Valor they have mettall in them Schah. Yes and to his Highnesse shall performe A service which I long have thought upon And which his Turkisâ—… Majesty requires They 'l fit to be a neare attendant guard On all occasions to the Emperour Therefore they shall be called 〈◊〉 By me first instituted for our Princes safeties sake Bass. Their vigor and strong hearts becomes such service For to orecome them made our soldiers sweat Much Turkish blood the Servians kept the Fight With stubborne hard resistance The Bulgarians Left the right wing there set I forward first And like a torrent rowl'd destruction on Raising huge stormes of bloud as doth the Whale Puffe up the Waves against a mighty Ship Me thinkes I see the Rivers of their gore Their Leaders trampled on by Turkish Horse The body of their army quite disperst Themselves all floating in Vermillian pooles With their owne weapons hasting to their death And such a slaughter did we make of them As Nature scarce can ere repaire againe One hasting to others death pulling to ground Him that held up so they each other drown'd Scah. Still are they confident upon a power They know not what who as they think can snatch Their praecise soules from out the jawes of death Bass. Yes such a superstition doth possesse them For when they lookt for nothing but their fate And danger stood in sweat upon their browes They yet scorn'd Mahomâ—…t and prophan'd his rites And nought but horror made them to beleeve him So many men were fighting on his side As might have chang'd my seat and part i th' world Though Nature stood against to a new place Or carry Sestos whereby Abydos stands Or pull downe Atlas with so many hands Scaena 5. Actus 3. Enter Amurath with Embassadour from Germaine Ogly
Kites for Lords 't is fit No sparke of such a Mountaine threatning fire Be left as unextinct least it devoure And prove more hot unto the 〈◊〉 Emperie Then the 〈◊〉 blaze did trouble Iovâ—… First sacrifice those Brats All. Wife Deare father let thy fury rush on me Within these entrailes sheath thine unsatiate sword And let this ominous and too fruitfull wombe Be torne in sunder For from thence those Babes Tooke all their crimes error made them guilty 'T was Natures fault not theirs O if affection Can worke then now shew a true Fathers Love If not appease those murdering thoughts with me For as 〈◊〉 pleaded with her sonnes For their deare Father so to a Father I For my deare Babes and husband husband father Which shall I first embrace Victorious father Be blâ—…t those now sharpe thoughtsllay downe those threats Vnâ—…laspe that impious Helmet fixe to earth That monumentall Spheare looke on thy child With pardoning lookes not with a Warriers eye Else shall my brest cover my husbands brest And serve as Buckler to receive thy wounds Why dost thou doubt Fearest thou thy Daughters faith Amâ—…r I feare for after Daughters perjurie All Lawes of Natures shall diâ—…tastfull be Nor will I trust thy children or thy selfe All. Wife No Father 't is I feare you him he you I both but for you both for both you warre So that 't is best with him that 's overcome O let me kisse kind father first the Earth On which you tread then kisse mine husbands cheeke Great King embrace these Babes you are the stocke On which these Grafts were planted Am. True and when sprouts doâ—… rob thâ—… tree of sap They must be prun'd Wife Deare Father leave such harsh similitudes By my deceased Mother to whose wombe I was a ten months burden By your selfe To whom I was a pleasing Inâ—…ant onâ—…e Pitty my husband and these tender Infants Am. Yes to have them collect a manly strength And their first lesson that their Dad â—…hall teach them Shall be to read my misery Al. Sterne Conqueror but that thy daughter shews There â—…nce dwâ—…lt good in that obâ—…urate brest I would not â—…pend a teare to soften thee Thou seest my Countries turn'd into a Grave My Cities â—…carre the Sunne with fiereer flames Which turne them into ashes all my selfe So slickt and carved that my amazed blood Knowes not through which wound first to take it's way If not on me have mercy on my Babes Which with thy mercy thou mayst turne to Love Amâ—…rath No sir we must root out malitious seed Nothing sproutes faster then an envious weed We see a little Bullocke 'mongst an heard Whose horâ—…es are yet scarce crept from out his front Growes on a suddaine tall and in the Fields Frolicks so much he makes his Father yeild A little twig left budding on an â—…lme Vngratefully barres his mother â—…ight from Heaven I love not 〈◊〉 Aladins Alad. Threat all a Conquerour can canst threat but death And I can die but if thou wouldst have mercy Wife O see you feete we 're prou'd with this hands kisse The higher those great powers have rais'd you Presse that which lyes below with gentler weighâ—… To pardon miseries is Fortunes height Alas these Infants these weake sinewed hands Can be no terror to these Hectors armes Beg Infants beg and teach these tender joynts To aske for mercy learne your lisping tongues To giue due accent to each syllable Nothing that Fortune urgeth too is base Put from your thoughts all memory of discent Forget the Princely titles of your fathers If your owne misery you can feele Learne thus of me to weepe of me to kneele Al. Doe boyes and imitate your Parents teaâ—…es Which I like 〈◊〉 shed when he beheld Hâ—…ctor thrice dragg'd about the â—…rojan Walles He that burst ope the gates of Erebus And rouz'd the yelling Monster from his Den Was conquer'd with a teare great Monarch learne To know how deare a King doth weeping earne 1. Câ—… Good Grandsire see see how my father cries 2. Ch. Good mother take my napkin for your eyes Wife Good father heare heare how thy daughter prâ—…yes Thou that know'st how to use sterne Warriers armes Learne how to use mild Warriers pitty too Alas can erâ—… these ungrowne strengths repaire Their Fathers batterâ—…d Cities Or can these These orethrowne Turrets Jconium what small hopes Hast thou to leane upon If these be all Not halfe so mild hath our misfortune beene That any can ere feare us Be pleased Am. Rise my deere child as Marble against raine So I at these obedient showers melt Thus I doe raise thy husbaâ—…d thus thy Babes Freely admitting you to former state But Aladâ—… wake not our wâ—…ath agaiâ—…e Patience growes fury that is ofter stirred When Conquerours waxe calme and cease to â—…ate The conquered should not dare to reiteâ—…ate Be thou our sonne and friend Alad. By all the rites of Mahomet I vow it Am. Then for to seale uâ—…o our love Your selfe shall leade a wiâ—…g in â—…ervia In our immediate Waâ—…res we are to meet The Christians in Cassanoe's Plaines with speed Great Amurath nere had time to breath himselfe So much as to have warring with new foes No day securely to â—…is Scepter shone But one Warres end still brought another on Exâ—…t Scaena 2. Actus Enter Laâ—…s Cobelitz Souldiers all armed Cob. Let now victorious wreathes ingirt our â—…rowes Let Angels ' stead of Souldiers wield our armes 'Gainst him who that our Cittiâ—…s might be his Strives to depopulate and make them none But looke looke in the ayre me thinks I seâ—… An host of Souldiers brandishing their swords Each corner of the Heaven shoots thunderbolts To naile these impious forces to the Earth Laz. Souldiers stand to ' t though fortune bandy at 's Let 's stand her shockes like sturdy Rockesith ' Sea On which the angry foaming Billowes beat With frivolous rush and breake themselves not thâ—…m Stand like the undainted countenance o th' sky Or like the Sunne which when the foolish King Thought to obscure with a Cloud of Darts Out lookt them all our lives are all inchanted And more iâ—…vulnerate than Thetis sonne We shall have hands snd weapons if the stone Of fortune glide from under our weake feet And we must fall yet let all Christians say 'T is she and not the cause that wins the day We must beleeve Heaven hath a greater care Of them whom fortune doth so oft out dare Cob. Gentlemen brothers friends Souldiers Christians We have no reason to command of Heaven A thing denyed to all mortality Nor should we be so impudeâ—…tly proud As in this weake condition to repute Our selves above the stroake of Lady Chance A caution must divine it ever fixt That whilâ—…t her checkes equally fall out Community should ease their bitternesse I could afresh now shed those Princely teares To thinke suâ—…h suddaine raine should attend Heroicke spirits glittering in bright armes But if the Grecian when he heard the dreames