for 't yet divine Heaven Should every one that forfeits Honour be Depriv'd of Life thy World wou'd be unpeopl'd The full fed City-Dame would sin in fear The Divine's Daughter slight the amorous Cringe Of her tall Lover the close salacious Puritan Forget th' Appointment with her canting Brother Should rigorous Death punish the venial Error The fashion of the World would be abolish'd How great then is my Crime I am brought hither Disguis'd amongst the Cavalry to fight Against my Ladies Kingdom But 't is enough dear Britain I have kill'd thy Mistress Peace I 'le give no Wound to thee But mourn my fault and fall in thy defence So some vile Wretch that in his Life has been Unhappy and has done some deadly Sin In Conscience struck by some good Act does try To merit Heav'n make his peace and die Exit Enter King Lords and Captains and the Britain Army at one Door and Lucius Shattillion and the Roman Army at another Trumpets found a Parley Cymb. It grieves me I have reason Caius Lucius To meet thee thus in Arms the Bower of Peace For my now frozen and unwieldy Age Were fitter than the noise Tents of War Were Honour not concern'd Say therefore General Is there yet left a way our Honour safe That we may end the Difference without Battel Lucius The Tribute due to Caesar being paid You are in peace and we 'le return to Rome Cymb. That were ignoble and not like a King Tho' Iulius Caesar made a Conquest here And of Casibelan had a Grant for Tribute I 'me not oblig'd to pay it Silvio There may be many Caesars Ere such another Iulius Ours is a World by ' tself And the hardy Britains Sir will nothing pay For wearing their own Noses Shatt. They shall pay If the cull'd Power of Rome and Gaul can make 'um But we have always noted you hard Britains As you call your selves most valiant in your Talk And know you can run with an unmatch'd Celerity Cymb. Now by my Crown You shall not buy us cheaply nor shall this Isle That stands like Neptune's Park pal'd round with Oaks And fenc'd with roaring Waters e're pay Tribute While Cymbeline's alive Lucius Then for Augustus thus I bid defiance Draws Caesar who has more tributary Kings Than thou domestick Slaves and in his Name Bid thee prepare for Battel Cymb. I take thee at thy word Charge charge my Friends This is your happy hour Draw all your Swords And fight for Liberty Cymbeline and Britain Lucius For Honour Rome and Caesar we Shatt. Charge charge there Shout here The King draws within his Troops and the Armies engage the Britains are beaten back and the King taken then Enter Ursaces Bellarius Pallador Arviragus to his Rescue the King falls Ursaces bistrides him Ursa Make good the Breach whilst I defend the King Bellar. Stand Britains we have the advantage of the Ground The Enemies disorder'd Pallad Stand stand and fight Arvir. All Plagues pursue 'um do they run already The Britains return and fight and the Romans are beaten off Bellarius Palladore and Arviragus follow them Manent the King and Ursaces and Britains Cymb. My Life 's indebted to thy Valour Speak What art thou for I know thee not Ursa A Gentleman and the Lover of the King Cymb. Thou art brave and well deserv'st a Monarch's Favour The Battel ended see me in my Tent Where I 'le load Honours on thee Exit King and Britains Ursa Fetters rather Did he but know 't was I that kill'd Eugenia O dreadful Sound But stay there is a deed Must yet be done I 'me tardy Now for Vengeance Exit Enter Eugenia Lucius and Shattillion Lucius Inconstant Chance wavering and Woman-like Smile once more on us Was ever day thus chang'd Those that within this hour ran from our Swords Like fearful Hares before the full-mouth'd Cry Now turn pursue and chace us from the Field Oh Devil Fate Shatt. The old Man and his Sons fought like Devils There was no coming near 'um they have pepper'd All my Taper-Gallians there 's hardly one of 'em left To give his Mistress an account of Valour Eugen. This is that Devil Shattillion now I know him The fatal Cause of all my Miseries Shatt. They toss'd me up and down the Field like a Foot-ball I may thank my activity for my Life Shout within Lucius Hark they pursue us and all is lost Away Boy from the Field and save thy self Now Friends kill Friends and there 's no hope of safety Shatt. Mine is secure I 've a Project for 't Lucius O treacherous Fortune Exit A Flourish of Trumpets then Enter Silvio Bellarius Palladore and Arviragus Bellar. Let us pursue you scatter'd Troops where Lucius Seeks safety by base flight when he is taken The day 's our own and haughty Rome must bow To th' British Power Come Sons my dear Arviragus Thou hast shown thy self the Hero of the Battel Arvir. I am not flesh'd enough Come follow follow I will my self take Lucius Exeunt Enter Shattillion disguis'd like a Britain Shatt. Let Roman Fools give up themselves to Bondage While I by Wit gain Freedom Thus habited like a Britain have I pass'd Through all their Troops unseen or unsuspected And now with happy speed design for Milford From thence to ship to Gallia where in safety I 'le laugh at this Contrivance and with pleasure boast Of my kind Fortune Enter Ursaces and Britains Beaupre meeting him Shattillion starts Ursa Disguises cannot save thee I know thee Devil By more than vulgar Signs Shatt. The very Devil has not a blacker Fiend that I Would sooner shun than thee but come thou Know'st me what 's the Result on 't Ursa Death and Damnation Shatt. A kind of an odd Reward for a man of my Parts But I 'me of a Religion Sir that tells me My Life 's not in your power if taken nobly Ursa Not in my power Yes If Heaven swerve not from its awful Justice I 'me sure I have Think on Eugenia O Devil think on her She that was once The dear lov'd Genius of this happy Countrey The brightest beam of Light that grac'd the World Made by thee black as the Shades of Hell Where now she wanders in the Vale of Horror Remember her and let thy Soul despair Shatt. Ha! Is Eugenia dead then Ursa Dead Why didst thou think I was so tame a Fool To let her live after her horrid Crime Couldst thou imagine I would quench my Thirst At that vile Spring where the sordid Bruit had trampl'd And turn'd the chrystal Current into Mud Or let the spotted Serpent sting agen That had already poyson'd me Shatt. If thou hast kill'd her thou art miserable Above Mankind Ursa I am and by thee made so Shatt. She was innocent rash man Ursa Hah Shatt. Innocent I swear as Angels chast as the Phaenix And was indeed the Phaenix of the World And never to be equall'd Ursa These are Lyes which more perplex my Soul
Devil once seize her Like a huge Stone she rowls the steepy Hill Not to be stopp'd by Conscience Force or Skill Exit SCENE IV. Discovers Eugenia in Bed a Lady waiting a Chest standing by Eugen. WHo 's there Clarina Clarin. Yes Madam Eugen. What hour is 't my Dear Clarin. Past Twelve above a quarter Eugen. I have read three hours then My Eyes are weak Pray then go to Bed Indeed I trouble you but leave the Candle burning And if thou think'st on 't bid my Woman call me At five a Clock Good night Sleep seizes me Sleeps To thy protection I commend me Heaven Exit Clar. Enter Shattillion from the Chest a Table-book Shatt. All 's still as Death and hush'd as Midnight silence Now the Crickets sing and mortal wearied Sense Repairs it self by rest Lewd Tarquin thus Did softly tread and tremble ere he wak'ned The Chastity he wounded Oh Soul of Beauty Sure none but I cou'd see thee thus and leave thee Thus in this lovely posture But no more I 've other business I hill all my Bloud Ye Powers and make me cold to her Allurements This is no loving minute Come to my design To note the Chamber Here I 'le write all down Such and such Pictures there the Window such The adornment of her Bed the Arras Figures Why such and such and the Contents o' th' Story Ay but some natural Notes about her Body Above ten thousand meaner Witnesses She stirs and he starts back Wou'd testifie to enrich my Inventory What 's there a Bracelet on her Arm 'T is so Now sleep thou Ape of Death lye dull upon her And be her Sense but as a Monument Thus in a Chappel lying Fortune befriend me 'T is mine and this will witness outwardly As strongly as the Conscience does within To th' torture of her Lord On her left Breast A Mole Cinque spotted like the Crimson drops In the bottom of a Cowslip Here 's a Voucher Stronger than ever Law cou'd make this Secret Will force him think I 've pick'd the Lock and stoll'n The Treasure of her Honour No now I have enough To th' Chest agen Swift swift ye Dragons of the Night lov'd Phospher Return the welcome day I lodge in fear Tho' there 's a heavenly Angel Hell is here Gets into the Chest. Enter Cloten Gentlemen Silvio Musicians and Dancers Clot. I Gad this damn'd Armour is plaguy troublesom Does it become Florio Hah Do I look like one That cou'd slay my ten thousand in a morning and Never sweat for 't Have I the sow'r Look of a Heroe Silvio Your Look will cause more wonder than fear my Lord you are too young to be very terrible Clot. Nay I know I shou'd look more like a Warrier If I were not so handsom Pox on 't I have Look'd so clear ever since I took Physick last That Gad I 'me afraid people begin to think I paint Silvio They often look smiling on you I confess Clot. Come begin then first play and then sing you shall Charm her with your Fingers and you with your Tongue Whilst I God Mars brandish my Weapon and if Tonguing fingering and fighting don't please her The Devil 's in her Flutes and a Song here a Lady looks out Lelia My Lady is rising Sir she hears your Musick Clot. Ud so she peeps through the Window yonder now The Dance the Dance Enter Eugenia and Clarina She comes away all and leave me to her Exeunt Good morrow to the radiant Queen of Beauty Fierce Mars in Field with Sword and Shield yields Thee the time o' th' day Eugen. I am covetous of thanks Sir and scarce can spare 'um Clot. Gad that 's a little morose tho' to a Deity of my Valour and Quality Eugen. It suits my Humour Sir but pray why thus in Armour You amongst all men in my opinion Need not Burlesque your self Clot. Burlesque Now she mauls me with her hard words Madam I love and honour you in plain terms pray Give your consent and let 's be married your Heroes hate delays Eugen. Married what to such a Figure Clot. Figure Why I 'me a Lord and the Queen 's my Mother As inconsiderable a Figure as you make me Gads that 's More than a banish'd Fellow of your Acquaintance can Pretend to since you go to that Eugen. That banish'd Fellow is a God when ballanc'd With your weak merit I swear his meanest Garment that ever touch'd his Body is more dear to me Thar the life 's service of a hundred Cloten's Clot. His Garment A Plague what his Shirt Eugen. Hah my Bracelet lost my dear Lelia Run to my Woman instantly Clot. His Garment did you say Eugen. I am sprighted with a Fool frighted and anger'd worse Bid her Clarina search for a Bracelet that too Casually hath left my Arm I wou'd not lose it for a King's Revenue I think I saw 't this morning sure I am Last night 't was on my Arm I kiss'd it I hope it is not gone to tell my Lord That I kiss ought but him Exit Clar. Clot. His Shirt what his contaminated Shirt Preferr'd before my Service I 'le be reveng'd I 'le not take this by Iove I 'le tell your Father Exit Clot. Eugen. Daily to live thus tortur'd by this Fool Is double misery therefore I 'me now resolv'd To free my self The way is thus contriv'd I 'le steal from Court in a disguise Pisanio I know will stand my Friend through his Life's hazard And never shrink at danger This once done With joy I 'le meet my dearest Lord in Exile Feed him with Love and sweeten all his Cares With soft Embraces then each happy night Fancy a Palace of a poor Retreat And slight the inconstant Glories of the Great Exit ACT III. SCENE II. Enter Ursaces and Beaupre Beau. WEll my brave Friend what think you of your Wager Shattillion must by this be coming back Ursa A Coxcomb as he went Ha ha Wou'd I were As certain to win the King agen as I am Confirm'd her Honour is secure Beau. Hear you no News to day Ursa Not I Have you any Beau. Yes and of moment I was just now inform'd That Caius Lucius sent by great Augustus Is going with an Embassy to Britain Commission'd to demand retarded Tribute And I fear Your King will sooner gratifie his Message Than enrage our warlike Romans whose Late Conquest lives yet fresh in his memory Ursa I am not of your mind but rather do believe States-man though I am none nor like to be That this will prove a War Enter Shattillion Beau. By all that 's good Shattillion See Sir Ursa The swiftest Racers posted you by Land And Winds in all the corners kiss'd your Sails To make your Vessel nimble Beau. Welcome Sir Ursa I hope the briefness of your Answer made The speediness of your Return Shatt. Your Lady Sir Is faith the fairest that I ever look'd on Ursa And therewithal the best or else her Beauty is but
Not yet Madam but expected every moment Queen That Instrument of Fate I 've brib'd to serve me He has strange poys'nous Drugs whose mortal Quality Hold deadly enmity with humane Life This being mine I 'le try the first effects Upon this Lord this Bar of my Ambition This foe to my Son's Greatness where 's Eugenia Aurel. The Princess Madam Queen Could you not answer me without that Title The Princess you 'l call her Queen ere long Aurel. Your Majesties Pardon I know more of duty Queen Has she been seen to day Aurel. Nor yesterday Madam The twilight Bat that hates the meridian Sun Keeps not so close her Window 's are dam'd up And not a Creature suffer'd to come near her But her new Favourite Clarinna Queen Pisanio's Daughter Aurel. Yes Madam Queen Send one to tell him I wou'd speak with him Exit Aur. They 're plotting hourly therefore 't is fit Vengeance Should be swift for by Pisanio's death My Son mounts one step higher towards the Throne The King is old too old to share my heart And if he dies Eugenia then is Queen But Queen of Shades she shall be ere that happen If she refuse the Marriage with my Son Vertue avant thou Dream thou airy Phantasm Had I been lowly born I might have been Thy Votary but 't is below a Queen Ambition's Vertue now therefore be gone Cloten For thee I 'le cut through all Opposers King Husband Daughter Friend I 'le stop at none But on their bloudy Ruines build thy Throne Exeunt SCENE II. Enter Beaupre Shattillion and Don Michael Shatt. UPon my Honour Sir I have observ'd him in Britain he was then of a declining fame and not expected to reap the additional Honour Fortune has since bless'd him with I could have look'd on him then without the help of admiration tho' the Catalogue of his Endowments had been tabl'd by his side and I to peruse him by Items Beaup. You speak of him when he was much less accomplish'd than now he is Consider Sir he was young he was young D. Mich. I have seen him at Madrid and am of opinion we had many there that could behold the Sun with as firm eyes as he Shatt. This business of marrying his King's Daughter wherein he must be weigh'd by her youth and weakness rather than his own value ecchoes him I doubt not a great deal above his true worth D. Mich. And then his Banishment Shatt. I and the approbation of those that weep This lamentable Divorce to comply with her seem wonderfully to extend him But I shall shortly be better inform'd for I design a speedy Journey to Britain where perhaps I may spend the best part of this Summer D. Mich. If the Ladies there are to be won at this easie rate your time Sir may not be altogether lost Shatt. Why faith 't is to be hop'd so and for my encouragement the Gentleman has giv'n us a good hint of the free Constitution of his Countrey But how comes it Sir he is to sojourn with you Pray how creeps Acquaintance Beaup. His Father and I have commanded together to whom I have been often bound for no less than my Life Here he comes and pray let him be so esteem'd among you as suits with Gentlemen of your knowledge to a Stranger of his Quality I beseech you Enter Ursaces Be better known to this Gentleman whom I commend to you as a noble Friend of mine how worthy he is I will leave to appear hereafter rather than story him in his own hearing D. Mich. Sir If my memory play not the Traitor with me I think I had the honour of your Company once in Spain Ursa Since when Sir I have been debtor to you for Courtesies which I will be ever to pay and yet pay ever D. Mich. Sir You o're-rate my poor kindness I was glad I did attone my Countreyman and you it had been pity you should have been put together with so mortal a purpose as then each other bore about a business of so slight and trivial a nature Ursa Sir I was then but a young Traveller and rather desir'd to be silent in what I heard than to be guided by others Experiences but upon my riper judgement if I offend not to say it is riper my Quarrel was not altogether slight D. Mich. Faith yes to be put to the Arbitrement of Swords and by two such that would by all likelihood have disabl'd one the other or have fall'n both Shatt. Can we with manners ask what was the difference D. Mich. Safely I think 'T was a Contention in publick about the praise of our Countrey-Mistresses this Gentleman at that time vouching and upon warrant of bloud affirmation his to be more fair vertuous wise chast constant qualifi'd and less contemptible than any the rarest of our Spanish Ladies Shatt. That Lady is not living now sure or this Gentleman's Opinion by this worn out Ursa Sir She holds her Vertue still as I my Mind Shatt. You must not so far prefer her before ours of Gallia Ursa Being so far provok'd as I was at Madrid I wou'd diminish nothing tho' I profess my self her Adorer not her Friend Shatt. Methinks as fair and as good a kind of hand in hand Comparison were somewhat too good for any Lady in Britany for as that Diamond of yours there outshines some I have seen so perhaps may she but I have not seen the most precious Diamond that is nor you the Lady Sir Ursa I prais'd her as I rated her so do I my Jewel Shatt. What do you esteem it at Ursa More than the World enjoys Shatt. Then it must of necessity follow that your unparalell'd Mistress is outpriz'd by a Trifle Ursa You are mistaken 'T is possible one may be sold or giv'n if there were Wealth enough for the Purchase or Merit for the Gift the other is not a thing for Sale and only the Gift of Heaven Shatt. Which Heav'n has given you Ursa Yes and which with its leave I will keep Shatt. In secure Opinion the contented blessing of the Wise. 'T is true you may but you know Sir Strange Fowl light upon neighb'ring Ponds your Ring may be stoll'n too and so your brace of unprizable Estimations be lost the one being frail and the other casual a cunning Thief or a that way accomplish'd Courtier would hazard the winning both of first and last Ursa Your Gallia contains none so accomplish'd a Courtier to my knowledge If in point of Constancy you term my Mistress frail I doubt not but you may have store of Thieves but yet I fear not my Ring Shatt. Thieves in Love Sir we are for the pleasant way of Larceny Ursa Ay 't is well you steal Love your Rhetorick else would hardly promote you higher than the Intrigue of a Shepherd's Daughter Beaup. Come enough of this Gentlemen pray let 's leave here Ursa Sir With all my heart This worthy Monsieur I thank him makes no
comes my Brother Enter Arviragus with Cloten's Head Arvir. This Cloten was a Fool an empty Purse There was no money in 't not Hercules Cou'd have knock'd out his Brains for he had None but I think I 've stopp'd his Railing Bellar. What hast thou done Throws the Head down Arvir. Yon grinning Face will inform you I 've cut off one Cloten's Head Son to the Queen He says he is who call'd me Villain who Swore he wou'd cut mine off from my Shoulders and set it upon Ludds-Town Bellar. We are all undone Pallad Why worthy Father what have we to lose The Law protects not us why shou'd we fear Arviragus I love thee like a Brother but envy much Thy Valour in this Action Bellar. I fear 't will be reveng'd Arvir. With his own Sword he wav'd against my Throat I hew'd it off I 'le throw 't into the Creek Behind our Rock and let it to the Sea To tell the Fishes he 's the Queens Son Cloten That 's all I care Exit Arvir. with the Head Pallad I 'le go and see Fidele I hope he 's somewhat better after Sleep Exit Bellar. Oh divine Nature how thou show'st thy Power In these two Princely Boys 't is a wonder That an invisible Instinct shou'd frame 'um To Royalty unlearn'd Honour untaught Civility not seen from others Valour That wildly grows in 'um but yields a Crop As if it had been sow'd Enter Arviragus Arvir. I have sent Cloten's Clotpole down the Stream In Embassie to his Mother his Body lyes In yonder Thicket Hah that 's my Brother's Voice Cry within Where is he Bellar. Gon out o' th' Cave just now to see Fidele Enter Palladore with Eugenia as dead Pallad See Brother see the pretty Bird is dead That we so well did love Bellar. Dead and by Melancholy this is strange Arvir. Oh piercing Sight Thou sweetest fairest Lilly My Brother wears thee now not half so well As when thou grew'st thy self Bellar. How did'st thou find him Pallad Just as you see smiling as in a slumber His right Cheek reposing on a Cushion on the Floor His Arms thus cross'd I thought he slept and put My Hunting-shooes from off my feet whose rudeness Answered my Steps too loud Bellar. Well 't is in vain to mourn what 's past recovery Come Sons let 's lay him in our Tomb. Arvir. Rest there sweet Body of a sweeter Soul They lay him in the Grave Whilst we lament thy Fate Enter Caius Lucius Captains and Souldiers with Drum and Colours Capt. To them the Succours sent from Gaul will joyn And now are setting forth to cross the Sea And meet you here at Milford Lucius What number are they Capt. At least 10000. and all disciplin'd Bred to the War most willing active Spirits That promise noble Service they are coming Under the Conduct of the bold Shattillion Syenna's Brother Lucius Oh I know him well a most methodical Courtier But when d' ye expect ' um Capt. With the next benefit of Wind. Lucius This forwardness makes our hopes fair What News Have you from Ludds-Town Capt. The Queen is dead raging with desperate madness For the absence of her Son late strangely lost And as they fear is murdered But I hear the old King Comes forward with his Power Lucius We shall the sooner meet him And Caesar shall have Tribute or we 'le shed Our Roman Blood in Britain What 's here A Boy Asleep I think or dead let 's see his Face Capt. He is alive my Lord. Lucius What art thou Youth Eugen. I am nothing or if something 'T were better I were nothing Lucius This Countrey sure Is savage grown This Morning in yon Wood I found an old Man his Eyes just put out wounded And freshly bleeding And not far off from him A tender Virgin running with Hair dishelved And crying to Heaven for succour whom strait I seiz'd And carried to my Tent where now they are Capt. I saw 'um and heard since they are of quality Lucius Look up Youth I 'le entertain thee Thou shalt go with me Eugen. I beseech you Sir excuse me Lucius By no means I like thee well thou shalt be my Page Eugen. He 's going with an Army 'gainst my Father I' th' Battel sure I cannot miss a death Amongst so many Swords Well Sir if I must go Lucius Leave soft Grief And bend thy mind to th' War if thou dost nobly Caesar shall honour thee March Exeunt Scene shuts upon Cloten's dead Body Enter Bellarius Palladore Arviragus Pallad We are discover'd Here Sir take your Sword And let 's adventure out 't is much better To brave a dangerous Fate than tamely suffer it Pray let 's to th' Army Bellar. I shall be discover'd And then be rack'd and tortur'd Arvir. Do not fear it This is Sir not a time for private Fewds Besides the Frost of twenty nipping Winters As many Summers Heats furrow that Brow Which once was smooth You look not now my Father As you did then when lusty Youth and Vigour Sate blushing on your Cheek Pallad Consuming Time That alters every thing you cannot doubt Has chang'd you much from what you were Bellar. I know it And since your Valours prompt you to the War I 'le hazard with good will remaining Life To get you Fame Pallad Whilst we have any Life yours Sir shall be in safety Come Brother let 's to the King's Party 't is the noblest way For never shall it be declar'd hereafter That our first Onset in the Race of Honour Was in ignoble Fight against our Countrey Bellar. 'T is honourable Advice and shall be follow'd And now methinks I wish to be in Battel Once more Bellarius draw thy Sword for Britain This Sword that made the all conquering Iulius Stoop to the Earth and groveling kiss the Dust When like another Cyclops the sound stroak Made his well-temper'd Helm shed sparks of Fire This Sword shall once more know the Toyles of War And reek with Victory Pallad With Victory Oh Royal Sound the Prize of honour'd Valour Let 's on let 's on Arvir. Methinks my Heart grows bigger And swells within my Breast to meet the Fame My fatal Sword shall purchase Oh my Father The thought of your fam'd Deeds so steels my Courage That when I 'me full of Wounds begrum'd with Dust Spotted with Blood and hemm'd about with Enemies I shall break through like the young God of War With Blood of Foes the neighb'ring Valleys fill Like Lightning scatter and like Thunder kill Exeunt The End of the Fourth Act. ACT V. Ursaces Solus Ursa FRom hollow Rocks and solitary Caves Where the evil Genius hunts the Miserable To mask in Shades and shun the chearful Light Wretched Ursaces back to Britain comes Bearing this bloody witness of his Cruelty Heart-killing Sight The Blood that stains this Linnen Once swell'd the Veins of the mildest fairest chastest O but not chast In that my praise exceeded That Title fatally she lost and now Has paid too dearly