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The vvonder of vvomen or The tragedie of Sophonisba as it hath beene sundry times acted at the Blacke Friers. Written by Iohn Marston.
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Marston, John, 1575?-1634.
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1606
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STC 17488; ESTC S112294
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succesfull fight strike fresh allarmes Gods are not if they grace not bold iust armes Mass. Carthage thou straight shalt know Thy fauoures haue beene done vnto a king Exit with Asdruball and the Page Soph. My Lords t is most vnusuall such sad haps Of suddeine horror should intrude mong beds Of soft and priuate loues but strange euents Excuse straÌ„ge form's O you that know our bloud Reuenge if I doe faine I here protest Though my Lord leaue his wife a very mayde Euen this night instead of my soft armes Clasping his well strong lims with glossfull steele What 's safe to Carthage shall be sweete to me I must not nor I am once ignorant My choyse of loue hath giuen this suddein daÌ„ger To yet strong Carthage t' was I lost the fight My choice vext Syphax inrag'd Syphax struk Armes fate yet Sophonisba not repents O we were Gods if that we knew euents But let me Lord leaue Carthage quit his virtue I will not loue him yet must honor him As still good Subjects must badd Princes Lords From the most ill-grac'd Hymeneall bedde That euer Iuno frown'd at I intreat That you 'le collect from our loose form'd speach This firme resolue that no loe Appetite Of my sex weaknes can or shall orecome Due gratefull seruice vnto you or virtue Witnesse ye Gods I neuer vntill now Repin'd at my creation now I wish I were no woman that my armes might speake My hart to Carthage but in vaine my tongue Sweares I am woman still I talke to long Cornets a march Enter two Pages with targets and Iauelins two Pages with torches Massinissa arm'd a cape a pee Asdruball arm'd Ma. Ye Carthage Lords know Massinissa knowes Not only terms of honor but his actions Nor must I now inlarge how much my cause Hath dangerd Carthage but how I may show My selfe most prest to satisfaction The loathsome staine of Kings Ingratitude From me O much be farre and since this torrent Warres rage admits no Ancor since the billow Is risen so high we may not hull but yeelde This ample state to stroke of speedy swords What you with sober hast hath well decreed Wee le put to suddaine armes no not this night These dainties this first fruits of nuptials That well might giue excuse for feeble lingrings Shall hinder Massiuissa Appetite Kisses loues dalliance and what softer ioyes The Venus of the pleasingst ease can minister I quit you all Vertue perforce is Vice But he that may yet holds is manly wise Loe then ye Lords of Carthage to your trust I leaue all Massinissas treasure by the oath Of right good men stand to my fortune iust Most hard it is for great harts to mistrust Car. We vow by all high powers Ma. No doe not sweare I was not borne so small to doubt or feare So. Worthy my Lord Ma. Peace my eares are steele I must not heare thy much inticing voice So. By Massinissa Sophonisba speakes Worthy his wife goe with as high a hand As worth can reare I will not stay my Lord Fight for our country vent thy youthfull heate In field not beds the fruite of honor Fame Be rather gotten then the oft disgrace Of haplesse parents children goe best man And make me proud to be a soldiers wife That valews his renoune aboue faint pleasures Thinke euery honor that doth grace thy sword Trebbles my loue by thee I haue no lust But of thy glory best lights of heauen with thee Like wonder stand or fall so though thou die My fortunes may be wretched but not I Mas. Wondrous creature euen fit for Gods not men Nature made all the rest of thy faire sex As weake essaies to make thee a patterne Of what can be in woman Long Farewell Hee s sure vnconquer'd in whom thou dost dwell Carthage Palladium See that glorious lampe Whose lifefull presence giueth suddaine flight To phansies fogs feares sleepe and slothfull night Spreads day vpon the world march swift amaine Fame got with losse of breath is godlike gaine The Ladies draw the curtaines about Sophonisba the rest accompany Massinissa forth the Cornets and Organs playing loud full Musicke for the Act. Actus Primi FINIS Actus Secundi Scena Prima Whil'st the Musicke for the first Act soundes Hanno Carthalo Bytheas Gelosso enter They place themselues to Counsell Gisco th' impoisner waiting on them Hanno Carthalo and Bytheas setting their hands to a writing which being offer'd to Gelosso he denies his hand and as much offended impatiently starts vp and speakes Gelasso Hanno Bytheas Carthalo GEl. My hand my hand rotte first wither in aged shaâ—â— Han. Wil you be so vnseasonably wood Byt. Hold such preposterous zeale as stand against the full decree of Senate all think fitte Car. Nay most vneuitable necessarie For Carthage safty and the now sole good Of present state that wee must breake all faith With Massinissa whilst he fights abroad Le ts gaine backe Syphax making him our owne By giuing Sophonisba to his bed Han. Syphax is Massinissas greater and his force Shall giue more side to Carthage as fo rs queene And her wise father they loue Carthage fate Profit and Honesty are one in state Gel. And what decrees our very vertuous senate Of worthy Massinissa that now fightes and leauing wife and bed bleeds in good armes For right old Carthage Car. Thus t is thought fit Hir father Asdruball on sudeine shall take in Reuolted Siphax so with doubled strength Before that Massinissa shall suspect Slaughter boeth Massinissa and his troupes And likewise strike with his deepe stratagem A suddeine weaknes into Scipios armes By drawing such a lim from the maine body Of his yet powerfull armie which being don Dead Massinissas kingdom we decree To Sophonisba and great Asdruball For their consent so this swift plot shall bring Two crowns to hir make Asdruball a king Gel. So first faithes breach adultery murder theft Car. What els Gel. Nay all is don no mischeif left Car. Pish prosperous successe giues blackest actions glory The means are vnremembred in most story Gel. Let me not say Gods are not Car. This is fit Conquest by bloud is not so sweet as wit For how so ere nice vertue censures of it He hath the grace of warre that hath wars profit But Carthage well aduisde that states comes on With slow aduice quicke execution Haue here an Engineere long bred for plots Cal'd an impoisner who knows this sound excuse The onely dew that makes men sprout in Courtes is vse Be 't well or ill his thrift is to be mute Such slaues must act commands and not dispute Knowing foule deedes with danger do begin But with rewardes do end Sin is no sin But in respects Gel. Politique Lord speake low tho heauen beares A face far from vs Gods haue most long eares Ioue has a hundred marble marble hands Car. O I in Poetry or Tragique sceane Gel. I feare Gods onely know what Poets mean Car. Yet heare me I will speake close truth and