Brass and what Wilt thou sayes she that hast given up thy name To me go wanton in the Courts soft pleasures When yet the field is cover'd with thy Army And new attempts resolv'd Alk. Heare heare her sir. Mâ—r. Then filial duty calls loud from the Temple T' obey is your chiefe honour the contrary Would fix more staines upon your Name then all The Ottoman blood could you set it a Tilt Could ever wash away O strait who sayes not To go is Cowardize to stay Rebellion Ema Excuse me sir were it not blasphemy 'Gainst our great 7 MITHRA to say the Sun wants light When he doth but keep state in gloomy dayes No no your Highness have possess'd the world Enough with your known valour now no spot Will stick to you besides who knows your business Your Highness going may be necessary And so your journey give more honour to you Then kicking ope this Towns Gates with your foot Met. O' th' other side some handsome excuse may Give satisfaction to the King till this Design be over and not incur displeasure Ema It may so yet why should our Lord the Prince Run that hazard his stay may do him hurt In losing th' opportunity of some Action Sure of concernment else the King would not Have sent knowing the weight of his work here Or worse it may provoke his Fathers anger At least suspition His going cannot harm him This Plot is so contriv'd as we may act it Nor need the common Souldier know he 's gone Put one into his Armour to disguize it When he is there if the affair be urgent 'T is well he went if not he may return To us before the Action Mâ—r. I 'm confirm'd Obedience possesses me all over I le up and down again quick as your thought If I be forc't to stay go on and prosper But duty bears me not faster to him Then Love and honour shall again to you And so adieu my Lords Ema Heaven keep your Highness Elc. Go safe Met. And safe return Hyd. And well as safe BELTAZAR EMANGOLY ELCHEE METHICVLI Hâ—DASPVS ALKAHEM MATZED BENEFIAN HAil my Lord Duke of Shiras Ema My Lord BELTAZAR What wind wast drave hither trow In secret Elc. No good one You may be confident Bel. Save you my Lords Ema O my apprehensive soul I 'd give Aside An eye my Lord the Prince were here again Bel. 'T is thus in short my Lords His Majestie Dreading some sickness growing strong upon him Hyd. He was in health even now Aside Alk. Stay sir observe Bel. Thought good to send down for his Sonne the Prince The staffe of his old age to be about him And has done me the honour to command me Hither to stand in joynt Commission over Th' Army with you My Lord EMANGOLY My honour'd Colleague Ema Your standing is my fall Aside Bel. My Lords methinks I see and grieve to see Something like Discontent in all your faces Ema I 'm justly proud sir to be joyned with So eminent a Vertue but this in this Conjuncture of time I think was ill advis'd Now when the Army is neer worried out In a long war to tear their darling from them Will rellish ill Ben. I 'l up and turn Platonick Met. And I Stoick Mat. I le to my Farm and there They whisper Sow Mustard-seed the Prince gone farewell Arms. Elc. This is a trick the Prince nere dreamt of it Alk. A bait to lure him up and lodge him O. Ema My Lord his Highness ere we lost him laid The Plat-form of a Plot to gain this City By a surprize till that be done wil't please you To keep close your Commission lest th'novelty Disturbs the Action Bel. Sir I 'l be advis'd In this and all things by your better judgement Met. We all do know our duties let 's attend them Ema Go then my Lords I 'l follow or I thinke We had as good let this adventure fall 'T was but to please the Prince Bel. Sir as you please I 've some dispatches those over I am yours EMANGOLY ELCHEE METHICULI HYDASPUS ALKAHEM MATZED BENEFIAN THe Prince call'd up to stay and one sent down To take his place and that a Courtier too Plot of some Turk to ruine Persia By striking her good Genius Impudent head Worthy a thousand thunderbolts that durst Once mention it why stay we in the Army There 's not a Captains place now to be given But some Court-Madam must dispose it to Perhaps some little leg'd Gentleman-Usher Ben. Or decay'd Stallion Elc. Though we toil'd and sweat To purchase honour for the Prince we will not That BELTAZAR shall share with us Ema Shall I Be coupled now after so many Triumphs With a Court Spaniell I 'le let the Turk in first Say my good Lords what can you shrug and fawn And complement your Generall is a Courtier Now you must fight in method exercise Your men as in a Dance Met. Pox let all fall Hyd. Best call MOZENDRA back and le ts do nothing Mat. But mutiny Elk. Or at beâ—t raise the Siege Ema The shame wil not be ours but the dul Kings That knowes â—ot how to prize a worthy Son Omneâ— With all our hearts Met. Let'â—hold together then And we are safe Ema You are an Oracle The King shall know that nothing shall be done Lesse we be pleas'd and have again his Son BELTAZAR SELEUCUS SELEUCUS is thy Post upon his wings T' inform thy master of the Princes coming Sel. My Lord I have dispatch'd him Bel. Prethee stay him For my Packet Sel. My Lord I 'l after him Bel. Do so and then the King shall know he must not Pull down his Son and let these great ones stand That are but his dependents pieces of him They 're grown too great to obey any but Their Prince and will not brook my rising ore them And yet to speak my conscience they 're but honest And do but what I should yet now that is not The way to thrive and so may well be lov'd And wished but not practis'd without losse As he that fells an Elm must also fell The Ivy Vine and under shrubbs that dwell Beneath his shade and cling in loving sort About his bole some but for their support Some to suck sap from him So who 'd remove A Prince or great man strong i th' Peoples love Must strike his followers too A mighty man Doth never fall alone no more then can The beams and columns of a Palace and The Rafters and the sparrs unmoved stand CHORUS WHat dire effects evill Counsell workes Even to unhinging greatest states It doth allure with specious baits But underneath foul Poison lurkes The Prince to please a factious few Must rob himself even of his best Of friends and discontent the rest Which he may ever after rue This happens when the Princes ear Is open droâ—n'd in soft delight Unto the bosom Favorite Or undermining Flatterer How hard and difficult a thing Almost above the power of man Or
Father Mother brother But for a dungeon She weeps Abb. Come these thoughts will over As time and more discretion wins upon thee â—ts fit thou be as free from the reward Of his foul treasons as thou wert from them He may be yet restor'd how ere his Name Though stain'd with this one blot shall ever stand Full and Majestick in great Historie For noble acts yet shall those Histories And after times boast thee his chiefest Act That fame him most But which of all the pleasures That court thee here dost thou most favour child Fat Musick it feeds my melancholy and Brings Paradise into my thoughts OLYMPA Tells me the soul is only harmony And Musick built the world Abb. Come child within Thou shalt have some shall please thee Fat 'T must be sad then MAHOMET-ALLYBEG ELCHEE HE was indeed the very soul of war The thunderbolt had TYPAEUS fought like him Great JOVE had been his Prisoner Elc. Heavens whose ears Have not his Trumpets tingled in what fears In Persia's foes have his brac'd Drums awak'd What enemies face has not his hand besmear'd With blood and glorious dust what land what fields Has not his sword manur'd with hostile blood Whose triumphs have not his deafned his heard To and beyond 1 Byzantiums walls of fire Mah. But now O lost lost is our hope our glory And fortune of our name except Elc. Except My Lord and can yet all the Gods if they Should sit in counsell form a remedie Mah. Yes yes dear ELCHEE there 's a way yet open To rescue Persia's glory and our comfort Elc. O speak it and be our good Genius Mah. And 't is my Lord a way wherein the Love I bear to you would have you high and eminent Nature and vertue have done their parts in you And Art and education better'd both The dignities and honours that you hold Are no more then your birth assign'd you to Were your parts lesse I 'd have those scores of merit You 've put upon the age paid double to you But how the course the King now takes will do it Your new disgrace at Court assures you So that if justice honour or endearments Were silent all the many disobligements The King has given you call you loud enough To th'Princes Party Elc. I my Lord have studied Not to divide my soveraigne from himselfe His interest and the Princes I count one How ere his anger has now sever'd them And were I once assured in my reason That his dis-favour of the Prince were just I 'd onely mourn his fall as much from Vertue As from his honours Mah. 'T is but the jealousie Of 's guilty mind perswades this cruelty To th' Prince and to himselfe he being his hope Good JOVE what fears what doubtful apprehensions Do wicked Actions leave in cruell minds His Fathers Ghost and Brothers haunt him daily And MIRZA he thinks must needs requite the blows He gave to them Nor will this humour cease But grow upon him still with its fond Nurse Old testy age that 's subject in its self To fears and doubts and sees all dangers double Elc. That 's his disease my Lord but now the cure Mah. What but a hard and seeming violent one Why may'nt you martiall men rally your powers Free the brave Prince secure his hopefull Son And then maintain 't and force his frenzy from him Elc. That looks too like Rebellion Mah. O successe Is a rare paint that which succeeds is good When the same Action if it failes is naught Elc. Indeed would the young SOFFIE were safe Mah. To wish it onely is but womanish Attempt it and he is Think but my Lord The innocent Babe calls from his prison to us And are these hands that never could deserve them So soon for fetters Believe it DAMOCLES sword Hung not by a less threed then the Kings doth Ore that sweet hope of Persia one mad fit Destroyes the race and glory of the Empire He grows apace and the old Tyrant knows The children whose Parents have been wrong'd Inherit all their hatred and are dangerous What factions then what numbers of Pretenders Will not with force assert their fancied Titles And shalt thou fairest Mother Persia be Torn by the factious hands of thine own Children Forbid it Heaven Elc. MIRZA'S deserts plead too Mah. Yes and that loud shall I that spar'd no blood No toyl dear quondam Souldiers to adorne Your heads with Palm your memories with fame Now pine and find no courteous hand will knock My unworthy shackles off Is Honour Love And Gratitude all blinded with me too Elc. Who should begin Mah. It works it works why you Or Lor any body well begun The work 's more then halfe ended A small force And handsome Declaration will find none Such Enemies to themselves as to oppose Nor do the Princes high deserts his Sons Apparant danger or our Honours call Louder then our own safeties they are too At stake He whose wild rage could reach a Father Brother Son and I may say a Grand-child Will not spare us but you or I or any May daily feed the monster of his fury Elc. 'T is but too probable like a mad man he 'l Hurl stones at all alike Mah. And like a mad man His present state appears with sorrow I See him like one distracted about to murder His best friends and himselfe and doth not this Condition call for helpe O let us pitty The Father of our Country and interpose Betweene his fury and his violence 'T is Duty not Rebellion We 'l restore him To 's wits againe and then he 'l thank us all For hindring's making of himselfe away How would the young mad Greek have hugg'd that servant Had hindr'd him in 's drunken frolick from Murdering his friend Elc. Our ABBAS jealousie Is no lesse wild then ALEXANDER'S wine Both perfect madnesse and the fit once over He 'l see his error and be sorry too Mah. Then how shall they appeare lovely in story Firm in the Kings the Princes Peoples loves That like good Angels sav'd all that was deare Mong us to Gods to Honour and the Empire An Action no lesse glorious then is ATLAS His bearing up the sinking Globe from ruine Elc. My Lord EMANGOLY is well belov'd And now enough incens'd to make the head Of the design 't will work his reconcilement With the King too Mah. No no my Lord why should you Thrust from your selfe so fair a fortune do 't And let me serve you in 't your hand my head Our Purses and our friends together do it Besides EMANGOLY is too much disgrac'd And men will say his hatred to the King And not his love or to the Prince or Empire Put him in Armes Elc. They 'l say the same of me Bear you the name head both the act and Plot. Mah. I ne'r meant other 2 good aside Gelden but to ride you Elc. I shall have honour enough in serving you Mah. Well Sir I le be no courtier with
egg on His confidence to make my breast his closet Then either close in what may serve my self Or save my Head by vnraveling his Plots He hath somwhat i th' sorge and hopes my late Disgrace and discontent will make me blow The cole with him though he 'd but use my foot But as the Cats to reach the nut out of The fire for his tooth He 's not to learn That male-contents are tinder for a faction He may remember too that with great Persons New benefits blot not out old injuries He hopes I 'le catch the spark if not for love To him for hate to th' Tyrant who yet perhaps Bids him cast out his lures to tempt my stomach Yet will I see the bait and play with it And since I see it fear not to be hit Who waits there Pag. My Lord Elc. Desire the Gentleman To enter Favours done to followers Oblige their Lords as he that did relieve MINERVA'S weary Priests ingag'd the Goddess ELCHEE SELEUCUS COme sir this masse of love your honour'd Lord Is pleas'd to send me flowes with such a tide Of joy upon me as I shall either die This night or else live forty years the longer Sel. My Lord his honour 's covetous to find Fit objects for his love he 's us'd to say But now he needs not seek abroad your Grace Deserves it all and he is no lesse just To pay desert her due then wise to find it Elc. Y' are too obliging we know his judgement well Whâ—ch yet in nothing's more conspicuous Then in such prudent choice of followers Sel. My Lord when will the Prince Elc. The Prince anon Will be at th' Councell of war there or expect My entrance or else by some attendant Give me but notice of your being there And I 'le present you to his Grace according To your good Lords desire The time draws on I' th interim here 's some will entertain you MOZENDRA SELEUCUS BENEFIAN SELEUCUS hail Sel. Well met dear Colonel Ben. Welcome my better half welcome to th' Camp Moz How looks the Court Sel. As 't uses like a Lottery Where one may draw and draw till he exchanges His whole stock but for blanks and if by chance A Prize do come 't is more by luck then skill And then the noise the Drum and generall cry Follow the fortunate when a thousand others That ventur'd more may sit and curse their starrs Moz A good Satyrick Metaphor in them both Blind fortune rules Ben. But how are Ladies reasonable Sel. Even as they ever were and ever will be Shaddowes shaddows of us pursue them and You may pursue and tire in the chace Seem but to fly they 'l follow and be handled Moz 'T was ever so keep them but sharp and they 'l Obay the lure Ben. Watch them and they 'l be tame Sel. But with frâ—sh oaths songs kisses Duells food Strong and approv'd gorge them and they 'l turne taile Ben. A pretty truth but who bears greatest price Sel. Why faith the plainest th' fairest ever are Most kind and least proud Ben. So And what new loves How thrives the new sect of Platoniques ha Sel. Troth the best Pimp that ever enter'd Court Moz You need not fear the grouth of such a weed Nor hope we better fruit since that 1. the Persians Begun to follow th' Lacaedemonians Ben. Then I 'le up and turn Courtier SELEUCUS Wilt buy my Regiment Mox Prethee BENEFIAN Wilt now turn fly and spend the day in buzzing In Ladies beams till thou hast sing'd thy wings Fie fie the Prince heâ—e shewes thee'nobler game Wilt thou like an ill-handled kite upon Her wings after a noble quarry go Away with paultry check or leave a Partridge To dop after a lark or Robinred-brest Bâ—n There is a Syren in that tongue well I 'le Consider a while of 't But you SELEUCUS Mean to stay with us ha and see some sport Moz Yes yes you will not leave the stag at Bay Sel. Well i 've a Mistrisse I would fain present With a piece of a torn Banner Ben. Well said my Bully HECTOR but hold The Lords o' th Counsell EMANGOLY METHICULI HYDASPUS ALKAHEM MATZED ANd now my Lords what businesse calls loudest To be the first discussed in our Counsell Met. Exchange of Prisoners many we hold of ther 's At needlesse charge as many they of ours Deserving men and stout whom we much want Hyd. Our Regiments and companies are thin Scarce one in ten of them amounts to half The constitution So the Guards are weaker Then else they should and thus hard duty comes Oftner to the same men till the poor souldiers Grumble and faint beneath the load and scarce Are held from mutiny But which is worse A masse of Treasure daily is consum'd On idle officers Parchment Colonells And titular Captains that ne're saw four files Vnder their Ensigns or perhaps no more Then their own groomes or private servants save Some that they borrow'd upon daies of muster Or else pretended to lie sick in Quarters Ema Dead payes are not to be eschewed t is grown An abuse too strong for reformation The rest the Prince has thoughts how to redresse And means it suddenly by casheering and Reforming idle officers and filling all His Regiments which method he intends To be exact to four times i th' year Mat. All gentlemen that come as volunteers Expect commands which yet they measure by The greatnesse of their states not martiall skill A Troop a Company or a Regiment Each novice claimes as due lesse cannot answer A full fortune when for a Princes selfe They that know any thing know t is no disgrace To traile a Pike under a known Commander Hyd. But t is disgrace enough and something more I 'd almost said t is treason t' undertake More then a mans abilitie can perform Since the King suffers in it more then he The King more in his work then he in 's credit Alk. These in their times but first if you concur Some thoughts of the reducing of you City Were seasonable the seige is long and tedious And sicknesse and disease invade our camp As if the foe had made them of their party And that my Lord METHICULI makes good Your proposition that place won we gain Those prisoners whose exchange will cost us dear Mat. My Lord I eccho you What a disgrace Would stick upon our names indeleble As cowardise if our great Princes standard That never yet was fixt in vain before A hostile Fort but useth to display Its selfe still on the Enemies proudest Turret Should now be left alone or which is worse Forc'd to remove Ema Though all the Gods were parties Our Princes stars are of a cleerer light Then so to be eclips'd by th' 2 Turkish Moon Hyd. She 's pale and waines already and his Arme Shall pluck her from her sphear or quench her in it Met. Or daube her hornes with 3 Ottoman blood till she Sets red or shrinks into her Cloud
and wasts Alk. How can it be but so when such a Sun As this appears drowning her sickly light MIRZA EMANGOLY ELCHEE METHICULI HYDASPVS ALKAHEM MATZED MOZENDRA BENEFIAN MY Lords this City stands stiffe in our way But none I hope have any other thoughts Then tempting of our stars till the proud Turrets Bow to our feet and sink in vengefull flames For why should she ere boast a brighter fate Then her as potent sisters that now kisse Our yoak and humbly truckle under us Ema And so shall she and glory in the bondage For to be slave to you is next to win This my Lord ALKAHEM wisely advis'd Should be our first addresse unto your Highnesse Mir. He spoke my thoughts or rather I in him Alk. This I the rather was induc'd to do Because since the two Mines we sprung last day And five former assaults prov'd unsuccessfull And all your Messages met a Rejection I humbly now conceive no storm or scale So fit to be attempted as some stratagem To be advis'd of Mir. Give us but a hint Alk. An 't please your Royall Highness the last sally 'T was my fortune to make two young men Prisoners Whom by their civill fashion and demeanour I judg'd and found to be men of the Book Rather engag'd by novelty to see Something of war then any way expert In these rough meetings these I had into My Tent where being well warm'd with 4. Shiras wine They fell into a freedom of discourse And among other things assured me They in the City had receiv'd a Promise From OSMANHELI their old Governour Of succours within four dayes for which service He was prepar'd and stay'd but for some Gallies And Frigots to convoy him and inable him To passe through our Fleet which Navy he had A good assurance would attend him shortly And these are th' onely hopes hold up their hearts And keep their Gates shut 'gainst your Royal Highness Neither is this discovery the effect But of their drink for sober they confirm it Elc. The same a Page of mine lately their Prisoner Who mad's escape in the same sally told me He learnt i th' Town Mat. It is the generall voice Among the meaner Prisoners who hug their Condition and joy they are with us That they may eat again famine within Rages so strongly Moz Hopes of this supply They say do onely keep the Town from uproar Ben. The starved Souldiers fly upon their Leaders And cry with a half hollow voice Bread Bread For heavens sake Bread when shall we eat again They answer do but smell upon your Matches Four dayes longer then by th' life of 5 MORAT If no help comes we 'l make our best conditions Met. It seems 't is a conceit strongly believ'd That they shall have reliefe Alk. Believ'd my Lord They every hour trace the sands the walls They climb and Turrets peep through Prospectives And if they but descry a Sea-gull 't is A Sail and if a flock O that 's the Navy Till lost again they chide their credulous faith And curse the two crosse winds till their own sighs But make them stronger to defeat their joyes Hyd. I had the guard last night and intercepted A messenger in disguise from the said OSMAN With Letters sown in 's 6 Tulipant spoke the same These be the Letters and the Postscript fixes The time two dayes or three at farthest Mâ—r. Good And you conceive now we may send a Party Fresh flourishing in the Enemies Colours who By this pretence may gain perhaps admittance And so surprize the Town Ema 'T is probable Alk. 'T is certain Mat. Nay 't is more 't is done already Mâ—r. Well since you 've such a confidence we 'l try it The Prince lightly peruses the Letters then gives them to the Lords who hand them from one to another You my good Lord METHICVLI shall command In this design to whom we 'l joyne your Regiment HYDASPVS and yours ALKAHEM and yours MATZED Met. Our care shall not be wanting Mir. Have the Brigads Ready t'imbarque by the first light o'th'morning In the mean time we 'l send unto our Admirall That riding in the gulph blocks up the Town To bring ships down unto the Haven this night For to transport you in those must you wing With Turkish Flags and Streamers and acquaint him With the adventure that you passe the Fleet In the next night yet not without some skirmish To work the greater confidence ith'City That you are foes to us and their recruits Yet least discovery frustrates the project Keep your selves whole that you may so make good Your quick retreat You my Lord ELCHEE At the same time shall storm on the Land side To give the greater terrour and diversion To the Towns strength so fortune aid the attempt My selfe and you EMANGOLY will be ready Either to enter with the Horse or succour Our friends if they be forc'd to a retreat Alk. If this succeeds ' â—is but our keeping up The Turkish Colours on the Towers awhile And we shall so traine in the succours sent For th'Towns reliefe who ignorant of its taking Once landed can't scape us Mâ—r. Grasp not too much Ema The Action promises well To Elchee in secret Ben. My Lord SELEVCVS Attends without Elc. Sir you 'l oblige me if You 'l please to bring him in and I 'l present him Mâ—r. MOZENDRA let it be your care to make Our Admirall know our project and desire Of Ships from him Mâ—z Sir I am gone about it SELEVCVS To them ALl hail Elc. May 't please your Grace this Gentleman Is come from Court with Letters for your Highnesse From your dread Father Mir. He is welcome Sir How fares our Royall Father Sel. By me he sends Your Highnesse twenty thousand blessings and Is kept in health if but by the relation Of your renown which gives him hourly musick So gratefull to his Majesty is your fame Mir. We 'l study to requite his love with duty Met. My Lord HYDASPVS and you ALKAHEM He delivers his Letters to the Prince kisses his hand and retires The Prince opens reads them to himselfe And you MATZED will all be sure to bring Down to the Haven before the Moon arises Your Regiments where you shall find me ready To lead you aboard the Ships I need not doubt They being my MOZENDRA'S care Hyd. Do'nt doubt me Alk. Nor me Mat. Nor me He starts Mâ—r. Sure I red not right Hyd. His message likes him not Mir. O for an Augur Ema Good heaven what an Oglio of thoughts His Highnesse has in 's face Mat. He reads disturbance In very line Ben. What bold blind fate dares thwart him Mir. 'T is so Well Souldiers may'nt dispute their orders My Lord I 've here commands come from my Father Forthwith to wait upon him and I dare Think nothing but obedience But O in What a Dilemma between duty and honour Stand I Honour calls to me from the house Of Fame built all of sounding
trust shall never be deceiv'd by me Abb. Ward the Prince up but hinder not his friends Th' accesse of visits yet observe who comes So shall we know the faction by degrees He fast fetch his wife to him and young SOFFIE Let little FATYMA be brought to me I le have her in my Court to play withall Far. All your commands are done Now I grow strong Secret In villany and fit for any service At first I startled and my blood recoil'd None are o th' sudden highly good or bad By time and practise are crafts-masters made Abb. MAHOMET compile a Proclamation Declaring my just fears and jealousies Of his exorbitant rise and growing faction This timely mercy will possesse the woâ—ld That I am only carefull and not cruell And that 't is not the person but the treason I punish Tyranny may be gilt with reason MAHOMET-ALLYBEG INconstant dotard canst thou never sleep And wake again firm in the same resolve Well thou but leav'st for me to do what thou Wouldst have but could'st not nor shall this faint rub Thy cowardise cast in my way impede My strong-cast bowl but the more surely lead It to th' intended Jack that is thy head NYMPHADORA FATYMA IFFIDA WHat mists are these that dwell about mine eyes To cheat me into slumbers as if rest The cure of troubled minds meant to compose The tumults of my brain and sleep repair My broken senses softly by distilling Her gentle balm upon my wounded thoughts When I no sooner do obey and throw My cares on her but melancholy keeps Sad orgies in my head shuffling again My senses with pale frights and gastly dreams Full fraught with horrour and black Tragedie Turning to poyson what soft sleep meant balsom Iff. Why weeps her grace as if she 'd To Fatyma wash the world To its old innocence accost her Madam Nym Alas poor heart my load of grief 's too heavie To be remov'd by thee mine eyes no sooner Close but I start in frights visions and Ghosts Pale wandring Ghosts still shake their funerall brands Before me and invite me to their shades Me thought I saw my Prince with gastly looks Squallid and bloody beckon me away And then the Sun with bloody countenance seem'd To set upon his head and a thick cloud Invelop'd him in her dark misty womb Portents portents of some dire fate to come Fat Madam alas how oft have you chid me For crying at sad dreams last night me thought I saw an eagle pick his chickens eyes out And could have wept for 't but I soon forgat it Nym. 'T is true sweet-heart our sleeping thoughts are oft Idle and imperfect but most commonly They 're either Histories of something past Or dark presages of what is to come Iff. For heavens sake Madam torture not your selfe With dreams but let some 22 Magus read them to you Or else consult with some wise woman 'bout them Nym. No IFFIDA Wisdome and vertue be The only destinies set for man to follow The heavenly powers are to be reverenced Not searcht into their mercies rather be By humble Prayers to be sought then their Hidden counsells by curiosity SOFFIE NYMPHADORA FATYMA IFFIDA MAdam the Court is full of armed men They 've planted guards at every door and make Apace towards the presence Iff. Hark Madam let A noise without The Prince be hidden Nym. No he has innocence Enough to guard him Fat O they come Nym. Let them FARRABAN NYMPHADORA SOFFIE FATIMA IFFIDA SELEUCUS Guards YOur Grace will please to pardon us whilst we do Onely our Offices and the Kings commands In removing you and my Lord your Son To th' Cittadell where Madam I assure you You shall find all the liberty and service Is in my power to afford Sel. You Madam To Fatyma The King expects at Court where all delights And studied pleasures shall be spread before you Iff. O Heaven Nym. Why this oth'suddain if there 's ought Amissâ— in me his gentlest check could have Reform'd it soon without this strict confinement Far. Madam no cause of this is from your selfe As we conceive but from the Prince who is Already there Nym. O my oraculous soule My dreames are read without a Magus come Come lead away if he be there the place Is not a Prison but a Court a Palace A Paradise this is my Prison 'cause He is not here I goe not to restraint But to inlargement Is my Lord there say you I 'm sure unjustly since nothing deserves A punishment but evill and all evill is Repugnant to bright honour and her dictates And no dishonorable thought had ever The confidence to thrust into his mind Adieu my FATYMA thou must to Court But I to riper pleasures if allow'd Thy Fathers presence in what ever place Fat 'Las Madam may not I wait on you the Sel. No Madam Fat I 'l not be long from your Grace Farewell my Princely Brother Nym. Alas I cannot She turnes and weeps See thee torn from me thus Sof What insolence Is this and whither will you hurry me Far. My Lord onely to see your Royall Father Nym. Go Childe the Gods of Persia are thy guard Wilt thou partake my fortunes IFFIDA If. Willingly Madam as I 'd entertaine My Bridall Nym. Come then glad Brides do not meet Their longing Grooms more eagerly then I Embrace my Prison if that be a Prison Where MIRZA is the joy of meeting him Devours all thoughts o'th'place which must appear Both noble and convenient he being there ABBAS OLYMPA WE knew his Parts but know with all No Vertue Can merit praise once touch't with blot of Treason Yet since 't is not himselfe we chastize but His crime the innocence of his children shall not Share ith'reward of his offence and therefore We commit FATYMA to your Governance She is of the best blood yet betters it With all the Graces of an excellent spirit Mild as the infant Rose and innocent As when Heaven lent her us Her mind as well As face is yet a Paradise untainted With blemishes or the spreading weeds of vice Oly. My care sir shall preserve those glories green To grow with her and flourish as her beauty Abb. When aged some two years more we meâ—ne a marriage 'Tween her and an Arabian King Her goodnesâ— Can brook no meaner fortune then a Throne ABBAS OLYMPA FATIMA SELEUCUS SEe where she comes waited by all the Grace Oly. With Innocence cast about her as a Dresse Yet wears she sorrow in her face Abb. But mixt With such a sweetnesse as gives sorrow beauty Come my faire Grand-childe welcome to our Court We mean to have thee here as a choice Jewel Set to th' advantage to be seen and prais'd Madam OLYMPA is your Governesse Fat Then sir my first suit to her is that I May see my Father if not still wait on him Abb. Deny her nothing but make quick 〈◊〉 A Prison is no shrine for such a goodâ—esâ—e Oly. Come Madam I 'l attend you to hiâ— Highnesse
the Scorpions of Cushan sting thee Nym. Ah! cruell Father Mâ—â— First TISIPHONE Lead me to TANTALVS I 'd faine talk with him Iff. Why TANTALVS Mâ—r. 'Cause he kill'd his Son too I 'd see if's punishment be great enough Then I 'l Petition PLVTO my hard Father May have the same Nym. O that the Comparison Held whole in thee He murdered his PELOPS To entertaine the Gods but ABBAS thee To feast the furies of his frantick mind To PELOPS too the yellow Goddesse gave A whiter shoulder for his own she tasted And with new better life requited him O that some Deity would thine eyes restore Or close up mine Mâ—r. Hah that 's PROSERPINA She 's in love with me and condoles me too But I 'l not wrong my NYMPHADORA though PROSERPINA where's 7 my Uncle and 7 my Grandsire Two Persian Princes murdered by their Son And brother I 'd faine speak with them and sit Comparing fortunes with them Nym. O they are Bathing themselves in blisse in their sweet Grove Mâ—r. And shall I be there too CERES bright daughter Let me sweet Empresse Nym. Yes if you will rest Your head here in my lap and there lie still Mâ—r. But will not PLVTO then be jealous of me Nym. No. Mir. Come then 8 Now tell me more of Paradise Nym. There'midst the fragrant flowre-enammell'd fields Do golden Pallaces their shining heads Erect with richest Arras each one floor'd Christalline Rivers flow to moat them round For state not strength and with their wanton murmurs Lull every sence and make soft sleep yet softer Their banks are fring'd with Trees of Gold that feast With goodly forms the eye with fruits the tast Fruits that pluck't ne'r so oft straight spring againe So the rich boughs still with like mettall shine Under whose fragrant shades they spend their course Of happy time with amorous Virgins who Regard alone their own particular loves Not such as tyred out in the world a life But there created for it with best form 9 Cows eyes and beauteous as the Hyacinth Still their Virginities return and still Their beauties flourish as their Paradise For ever young yet ripe and fresh full blown Yet alwaies free from naturall pollutions Still as in their third lustre men ith'fixt Their Boyes of divine feature minister To them and proffer hourly to their choices The most delicious Viands Drinks and Voyces Mir. But when but when dear Queene of darknesse shall I Inherit all this bliss Nym. When thou art fit for 't Mir. And how shall I make my selfe fit Nym. By sleep Sleep will much purge thee from thy earthy humours Mir. Sweet PROSERPINE there is in Persia The fairest Lady that ere blest the Earth Sweet NYMPHADORA thou must needs have heard Of her many worthy Hero's have Dyed for her love one frown if such a face Can frown of hers have given a hundred Princes Their Pasport hither didst nere heare them sit And sigh her name or see 't carv'd in the rind Of some faire Tree Nym. Yes O that love should last Longer then reason Mir. She PROSERPINA Will be with you ere long the noble heart Has taken such a griefe for her wrong'd MIRZA It can't last long unbroke but when she comes Let not thy PLUTO see her lest he falls In love with her and so turn thee away He will PROSERPINA let him not see her Nym. Well then he sha'nt Mir. You talk of women too That we shall have in Paradise when she comes Let me have her she was mine own above And I 'le not change her for all natures store Nym. Admired constancy sleep and you shall Mâ—r. Boy GANYMED give me a draught of Lethe To make me sleep wilt not I 'le try without it Nym. Alas what noise is that A noise withoâ—t Look IFFIDA Iff. Madam here comes my Lord EMANGOLY And three or four with him Nym. He were welcome If 's comming now could be without disturbance MIRZA NYMPHADORA SOFFIE EMANGOLY METHICULI HYDASPUS ALKAHEM IFFIDA PAGE HAh hah who 's that do's PLUTO come Nym. No no Lie still Ema We'd best retire Nym. No joyn your help With me to calm his fury Ema O that my selfe Had bit my unhappy tongue from th'panting roâ— And spit it in the Tyrants face which falling Had trembling murmur'd curses at hs foot When I gave counsell to my Lord t' obey His cruell message Met. O who ever yet Saw the returning steps oth'credulous beasts That visited the counterfeit sick Lion Hyd. And yet O ABBAS what fierce ravenous Lion Did ever Lybâ—a's fiery womb produce Or what fell Tyger thy Hyrcania Of so prodigious cruelty as thou art Alk. Lions are tame as Lambs and Tygers mild As frisking kids to that outragious monster Ema There is no perilous desart but his breast Where teeth and armed fangs do tear the strong And treacherous toiles t' insnare the innocent Are ever ready set Met. O th'cruelty Of hate disguis'd like love Ema And how O Gods Is vertue dear to you if thus the Serpent Of Treason be permitted to turn Dove To flatter it by unsmelt means to ruine Mir. I knew on earth a voice like that sure 't is My good EMANGOLY's and is he here too Ema Here my deer Lord but O that I had been Under the earth when my unlucky judgment Advis'd you hither Sof O you 've spoil'd all my Lord. Mâ—r. Why are we still ith'upper world I thought I 'de past the ford Cheats cheats He starts up and fantasies Quick then EMANGOLY go muster all Our force and see them paid I 'le march to morrow And never make a halt till I have kickt Bizantâ—um's selfe to dust 10 Let an Iron Cage Be made to carry with us for proud MORAâ— I 'le try yet if his stomach be as stout As BAJAZET'S but line it all with furrs To hinder him from the pleasure of a death Nym. Would he but cool with sleep his high distemper All these wild thoughts would vanish with his frenzy Emâ— Repose Sir till the Army needs your conduct Nym. Yes my dear Lord restore thy selfe again Unto my care and make my lap thy pillow Mâ—r. I will my sweet and ne'r would rise from hence Did not dear honour call as loud as thunder Such is my love to thee yet could I not Love thee so much lov'd I not honour more Nym. IFFIDA call for musick and a song Gentle and soft as Notes of dying Swanns To woo him into slumbers Sof That will charm him Mir. The Turks already made thy Prisoner when I next return my selfe to thy soft breast His head 's a present for thee Nym. Hark! my Lord soft musick How gentle rest courts thee in her best language SONG HE 's great that masters his own soul As he whose nod shakes either Pole Not he that Kings in chains can bring But that subdues himselfe 's a King That 's ever in himselfe at home And ne'r lets his Queen Reason roam On whom all passions waiting stand As hand-maids on
MAHOMET-ALLYBEG ELCHEE MOZENDRA EARINA OLYMPA OMAY CLOE Officers Souldiers Guard FIrst my EMANGOLY and you my Lords METHICULI HYDASPUS ALKAHEM We here revoke our sentence against you Of Banishment and impower you to sit With us in judgment on these dire Delinquents Ema We thank your Majesty and glory more In that we are capable of serving you Then in the honour which you grace us with Oly. They 'l complement our lives away at last Ben. Then we are judg'd already wel th' other day I studied speeches for the Ladies now secret I want one to the People but lets see The common place is to avoid ill company A curse on these state matters Abb. Next we here Degrade that Viper ALLY-BEG from all Those places or of publique trust or Honour To which too rashly we advanced him Those which he held of yours EMANGOLY We do to you restore Ema Your Grace shall find Me faithfull as at first Abb. The Treasurer-ship We do conferr on you METHICULI Met. My service as i 'm able shall requite it Mah. May they requite you as I would have done Alk. Bold Traytor cannot armed justice awe thee Abb. Now BELTAZAR produce your proofs against These criminals Bel. They 're guilty all of Treason CLOE accuses that impostum'd monster MAHOMET to have forg'd the whole conspiracy But not without the help of FLORADELLA Flo. A curse on that loose Gossip Mah. And you too Abb. Give them no name but Traytors Bel. First they meant To shift away the Prince dissolve the Army That no force might oppose the Traytors rising You Majestie the horror of it choaks My utterance your sacred Majestie Mah. So try again Bel. This viperous woman should Have poysoned Mah. So now 't is out would she had Bel. And FARRABAN SOFFIE then held the Castle At the devotion of this monstrous man Who aim'd to set the Crown on his own head Having already gotten a strong Guard Towards which that strumpet did disburse a Mass Of ready Treasure making still her Purse As common to him as her wicked body Flo. You might preserve the modesty of the Court Bel. To this end be their Levies afoot too In Larr SELEUCUS MATZED in Hyrcania Are raising Forces so that this lewd woman And FARRABAN and sly SELEUCUS were Chiefe complices that knew his utmost aime The other we believe drawn in as onely Crediting his pretence to free the Prince And MATZED'S Levies are on ELCHEE'S score Eâ—c Urge that my Lord. Oly. Oma Ear. Yes yes sir urge that home Abb. Monster what say you knew the rest yoâ— meant Your selfe their King Mah. They knew as much as I did Oly. 'T is false Moz That thou wert worthy but to bear A Sword that I might claim the combat 'gainst thee I 'd write it on thy heart in stabbes thou lyest Mah. A brave Rodomantado Hyd. This vile man Given up to Treason late and now despaire Accuses these but to have company In 's fall Ben. True my good Lord. Come you and I Were Comrades once Ema This I indeed believe Mah. The more the merrier Moz Hear my gracious Lord He intimates as much before your Grace Elc. What if I say I levyed in Hyrcania To Mozendra With an intent to help the King and ballance MAHOMETS strength having the greater hopes For doing him service so unexpected Moz 'T will gaine no faith and then Secret 't was Treason too To list without Commission know your doom first If you fall urge it some will credit you 'T will beget pitty to your memory I'â—h ' vulgar who are still fond of the wretchâ—d Alk. These persons could not be so lost to sence Being noble as t' advance so vile a thing Over themselves Oâ—y We scorn him for our Groom Hyd. His envy and his rage will peal us too Anon I think Met. How strong is malice in thee Pernicious wretch thou car'dst not how foul Thy Treasons were on earth nor weighst thou now How great thy plagues for them shall be in hell Bel. Disburden yet thy soul of so much guilt And speak these innocent in what they are so Mah. Your selfe's not innocent good Rhetorician Hyd. I thought so slit his impudent throat some body Mah. You did as much as I exasperate The King against his Son Bel. If this be true I here beseech your Grace command me stand Among the Traytors Come come Officers bind My hands I am accused here of treason Abb. You more then feignedly did act his friend And O that I had heard your pregnant reasons So urg'd to save him with an equall eare Bel. Heaven knows I urg'd them strongly as I durst Mah. The Tyrant's selfe 's not innocent Alk. Bold head Mah. He 's guilty of his Sonnes blood and FATYMA'S too I was but 's instrument Met. O extasie Abb. Varlet the guilt is thine though the grief mine That I gave faith unto thy forgeries Proceed Lord BELTAZAR Bel. Sir hoping these May yet be worthy of your timely mercy What have I but t'inveigh against those other Look up fair Mother Persia and see Thy selfe redeem'd put off the horrid fright Thy plotted ruine late amaz'd thee with Now shall not thy fair breast be stained with Thy best Sons blood but freed of thy worst Had this gone on th'hadst been but thine own prey Th'hadst seen thy Prince that toyl'd so oft for thee Groaning his soul out into empty air The hopeful blossom nipt as soon as blown Thy aged King swell'd up with deadly poyson And burning as in Aetna till he 'd burst And impious MAHOMET upon thy Throne Unworthy of thy Gallies and this strumpet His fine loose Queen Mah. That yet I never meant Flo. The more wretch thou so oft to swear it to me Mah. The more fool thou though ever to believe me Bel. Thy noblest Sons torn some to cruell death And some to servile misery worse then that This was the sight prepared for thine eyes Mah. And it had been a brave one Abb. Cursed monster No sence of guilt no teares can no remorse Touch thy scar'd Conscience Mah. Yes I see my guilt Guilty of folly I am to trust a woman To keep for me what for her self she cannot A secret tears I could profusedly shed Tears of just wrath and for each one that drops Afford a curse too that I sped no better I 'de spend my soul in sighs could they but scald thee To be so near a Crown and reach it not O Hell and Furies Abb. In thy soul they 're all Ema Proceed to judgement sir. Mah. Tyrant remember â—n me thou judgest thy own Cause I meant No more to thee then thou didst to thy Father And brother too and that for the same reason Ema Prodigious boldnesse sir regard him not Abb. Monster since thou hast toyl'd to be ungrateful And with thy Treasons to out-vie my favours To let thee die were too much pitty to thee Nor is there a death equall to thy guilt Besides we having so much honoured thee And
sworn thou ne'r shouldst feel death from our hand We 'l keep our Oath but leave it to our Heir A strict command that on my funerall day Thou dyest 5 the ancient death of boats Maâ— Then have I Great MITHRIDATES for my pattern Abb. Mean while Officers lead him to the publique market There let the common Hangman bore his eyes out In a Dungeon shall he sustain his life With what he gets by begging onely Mah. Nay I 'l then sustain my soul with full mouth'd curses To thee meant and the rest of my undoers Especially that open Sex whose souls are So loose they cannot keep them in their breasts But they will still swim on their lips Abb. VASCO To thee we do decree his whole Estate And our best thanks for thy discovery Vas. I humbly thank your Majestie Abb. Let Souldiers Go pull down all his Palaces and Statues And make a Jakes there where his chief house stood Ema Admired Justice Omnes Equall equall Justice Mah. Do do ball on Abb. You strumpet are the next Mah. But that I scorn to ask it might I heare Her sentence and I 'de triumph in mine own Flo. Envious villaine Abb. Away with him he shall not Give so much pleasure to his envious soul. Mah. Write on my dust DY'D All ills betide you Abb. Lead that impious wretch To th'publique Market there 6 beat her brains out i th' ancient way ordain'd for Poysoners As for the murder of her Queen STATIRA Base GIGIS dy'd then 7 burn her limbs with Cats dung Flo. Mercy great sir. Abb. Thou hast too much in dying But that we are not rigorous to thy Sex Away with her Flo. O this is a sad fall Abb. All her Estate to CLOE we confer 'T is fit she have reward t'incourage others Though she not meant to do us good she did it Clo. Indeed my Gracious Lord I ever meant it I humbly thank your Majestie Vas. See now CLOE Secret I counsell'd you for th' best Come I 'm still constant Our businesse here is over we 'l to better Abb. Take FARRABAN with the rest and strangle him Far. O mercy mercy Abb. Quick away with him Far. The Citadell cost me faire O dire ambition Abb. The Citadel we give thee ALKAHEM Alk. I hope to do you better service in it Abb. We doubt it not Now ELCHEE Ben Now now I feel the Bow-string at my throat Moz Nay sure Secret He 'l let us die like Souldiers Abb. Though we credit The good of your intention yet your life Is by your hasty error forfeited But that we give you and confine you onely To th' I le of Ormus whence on good behaviour We may recall you Elc. Thanks dread Soveraigne I hope my carriage will induce you to it My feare was never so great of your justice As griefe for the rash error I ran into And so insnar'd my friends Met. Troth I believe him Ben. Sure he 'l send us thither too MOZENDRA Are there any handsome Ladies there canst tell Moz I care not so there be a Book I 'l Secret never Converse but with the dead hereafter I. Ema This true repentance speaks him noble Abb. Yes Your two friends shall attend you Eâ—c A noble mercy Moz Long live the Gracious ABBAS Ben. More then live Met. My Lord my love to you remaines To Elchee still firm And eggs me on to prompt a way unto you How you may happily avoid exilement Secret The Kings rigour I know will not extend To th'Ladies lives yet in the fright they stand in They will do any thing may get them mercy Urge them to promise if they have their lives To give the King in gratitude those summes They ingag'd for to the Traytors then be you Their speaker to him and he can't in honour Urg'd by my meditation but receive The favour as from you and shew you grace Elc. My Lord my humble thanks I will atttempt it Abb. But MATZED for examples Elchee whispers wâ—th the Ladies sake must die Being ith'very act of Treason raising Of Arms against us You my Lord HYDASPUS Take a Brigade of our own Guards and hast Down to Hyrcania to apprehend him Strike off his head to you the Government Of that fair Province we assigne until If he deserves it we recall Duke ELCHEE Hyd. I wish he may mean while I shall be carefull Abb. EMANGOLY send you some trusty person To Shiras arm'd to seize SELEUCUS there And strike off his head too Ema My Liege I will Abb. These Ladies still expect how shall we use them Ear. Oma O my good Lord. Oly. There 's mercy in his looks Ema Sir they' are beneath your anger they can't hurt you Nor stands it with the honour of great States To take strict notice of vain womans actions Abb. Well mercy is no lesse a virtue royal Then justice and 't is fit we shew some since Heaven has shewn us so much we pardon you Ladies hereafter pray avoid state-matters Oma Ear. We will we will my Lord. Oly. Our humble thanks Omnes Long live King ABBAS long long-live the King Elc. You 'l keep your words To the Ladies Oly Ear. Oma Yes yes my Lord we will Elc. May 't please your Majestie these noble Ladies Not to say by my instinct do resent So heartily your royal favour to them As to their powers to attempt gratitude Whereas their error late involv'd them in A promise of considerable summes To'advance what they thought duty but proves treason As testimonies of their thankfulnesse For pardoning them that fault they humbly pray Your sacred Majestie to accept those sums Towards the raising of your force again T is 'mong them all an hundred thousand Crowns Em. A brave amends Alk. A noble gratitude Abb. Ladies we thank your loves Oly. And we your mercy Abb. METHICULI'S Treasurer Oly. My Lord we will Attend you anon at the Exchequer Met. Now They do deserve their Pardon and I 'd almost Said ELCHEE merits his too for procuring These donatives it proves his loyalty Ben. Hark! hark Abb. ELCHEE for improving thus Your interest with the Ladies to our service We do revoke your sentence of exilement Elc. My best thanks and indeavours still shall serve you Met. These two offended sir but on his score They 're his dependents Abb. Them we pardon too Ben. Our humble thanks Moz We 'l labour to deserve it Elc. My Lord I am your Creature for To Methiculi your hint Met. I joy my love could prove behooffull to you Moz A fair escape Ben. A Resurrection I 'le Ne'r hazzard more so high a member as My neck VENUS is my star Abb. This were a happy day were SOFFIE found Ema And the brave Prince restor'd Abb. That he shall be Ema Then SOFFI's safe sir Abb. Thou wert born t' oblige me Where my good Genius Ema In METHICVâ—'s care And mine and now forth comming at your service Abb. Go METHICULI bring him to th' Castle Wee 'l meet thee
but the Sultan desiring to compell his father service denied it whereupon Tangrolipix not being able to keep the field against such numbers betook himself to the Carmanian Deserts spoiling the Persians Subjects Against him Mahomet sent 20000. soldiers who were soon defeated by stratagem which victory so flesht the Turk's as being now increased by fugitive hee fought Mahomet soon after with 60000. men which battell Mahomet seeing lost betook himself to flight intending for Spawhawn but between it and Rustans Tomb fell and brake his neck So by the consent of both Armies was Tangrolipix elected Sultan and founded the Scythique or Turkish Empire To Persia he added the jurisdiction of Babylon or Bagdat now which continued in the Ottoman Tyranny till the year 1625. When ABBAS the victorious King of Persia or rather MIRZA his Son beat them out of it as also out of Tauris Van and the greater Asia of which see more in the seventeenth note upon the fourth Act yet continued Trangrolipix the spirituall jurisdiction to the Caliphs successour in honour of their false Prophet the Turke having now embraced the Mahometan superstition as the best means to establish his new Empire begun about the year 1030. such time as Edward the Confessor ruled England and about 200. yeares after the Turkes eruption out of Scythia Axan succeeded his Father Tangrolipix after him the Empire fell into petty divisions till Ottoman head of the Oguzian family no lesse by fâ—aud then force united it under himself who taking advantage of the jarrs between the Christians and some wrongs they did to him exasperating him in those 27. years that he reigned he annexed Bythinia Cappadocia and most of those strong holds that border on the Euxine Sea to his Empire and left it intire to his Son Orchanes who also much augmented it and lâ—ft it to his Son Amurath c. since which with marvellous fortune it has grown to that stupendious bulk that I hope will ruine it for so long as the Christian armes are thus miserably imploy'd against themselves so glorious a work is more then we can hope from them Ottoman atchieved the Sultanship Anno 1300. in him began the race still continued called in his honour the Ottoman Race though they are indeed the Oguzian family give me leave to shut up this long note with a short poeticall summary of this Ottoman a man vigilant and hardy and happily the best as well as the first of the Turkish Emperors of that name Multiplici lassatae Asiae res clade premuntur Hinc Sarracenus Tartarus inde ruit Mutua Christicolae gladios in vulnera stringunt Graecia funesta seditione perit Impiger interea nova concipit Ottomannus Concilia valida surgit in arma manu Et vasta Turcis regno fundamina turbae Ponit in multo sanguine Sceptra levat Phi. Lonicerus Hist. Turc lib. 2. On Asia torn and tir'd with endlesse war Here rush'd the Saracen the Tartar there In mutuall wounds the Christians force is spent And poor Greece falls with civill discord rent Mean while quick Ottoman new Counsells takes And at the world his armed hand he shakes The basis of the Turkes vast sway did found And his new Scepter bath'd in many a wound Philip du Mornay Pliny Blondius Platina Pomponius Mela Sabellicus Segonius Ptolomie Sandys Herbert Turkish History D'Juigne 4 Shiraz wine Shiras is the Metropolitan City of Persia for Spawhawn is in Parthia she arose out of the ruines of Persepolis of which read in the 12th note upon the third Act some confound the name and think the Citie 's the same others that they once joyned though they are now 30. Engâ—ish miles distant which distance and the high craggy Mountains interposing them seem to confute that opinion It 's seated upon the River Bindimire the Persians pronounce it Sheiras some Syras and such will have her built by Cyrus and from him called Cyropolis others from Jamshet fifth King of Persia and so from Noah But it s most probable its derivation is from Sheir or Milk being fruitfull in Pastorage as Aleppo from Halip which Synonymies are taken for plenty and pleasure many Towns in thesâ— parts agâ—eeing so as Whormoot a Town of Dates D' Achow a Town upon a Hill De Gardow a Town of Walnuts Eri the head City of Aria so abounding with Roses it may thence take the name That Shiras arose of the ruines of Persaepolis at least most agree though built in a distant place as wee see Tauris from Echatane Bagdat from old Babel Jerusalem towards Mount Calvary Cairo from Memphis Tunis from Carthage Constantinople fâ—om Bizantium Rome now in Campus Martius and many other Cities which altering their seate though but a league some have got other denominations some to eternize their repairers some from their scite The compasse of Shâ—ras is about nine miles pleasantly seated and well adorned with beautifull Mosques and most delicious Gardens It is a Proverb among the Persians Quando Suars erat Siras tunc Caiarus erat ejus Pagus A twinkling Tradition and implies much For best fruits gallant men handsom women and good wine Shiras bears the bell especially for wine for about it growes the best grape in Asia so that the name of Shiraz wine is every where famous being no lesse cry'd up in Persia then the Lesbian or Thracian wines were in Greece or then in Italy were the Falernian or Massican or now is that they call Lachrymae Christi which made the Dutch man wish Christ had wept in his Country or that of Monte Fascone which made the German Bishop immortall as the story goes and as you may read it in Mr. Raymonds Mercurio Italico pag. 62. The Shiraz wine is chiefly a Meat wine somewhat like the French but better tasted though more intoxicating Herbert c. 5. By the life of MORAT The Turkes also swear by the life of their King a Custome antient in all places Joseph in Aegypt learnt to swear by the life of Pharaoh or as some render it by the health of Pharoah so the Remish Gen. 42.15 This Morat or Amurath the 4th of that name and 11th Emperour of the Turkes reigned when this Tragedy was really acted in Persia from him our Mirza won Babylon or Bagdat in the 3d or as some say 4th year of his Raigne see the third Note upon this Act. He was one of the Sons of the greet Achmat and came to the Empire in the yeare 1623. aged fifteeen yeares after the murder of his elder Brother Osman and the short troublesome Raign of his Uncle Mustapha 6 Tulipant Tulipants Turbants Shashes are the head Ornaments of the Turks and Persians The Turks all of them wear white Shashes Turbants the badge of their Religion as is the folding of the one size of the other of their vocations and quality Shashes are long Towels of Calico wound about their heads Turbants are made like great Globes of Calico too thwarted with rolles of
Treason as is generally believed by his next Brother Abbas who had formerly but in vain conspired to have betraid him to the Turkish General Turk Hist. Herbert c. ANNOTATIONS UPON THE FIFTH ACT. 1 IF we cannot recover him give out he is baptiz'd and so incapable 'T is no new way in India ASAPH did it Duke Asaph chief Favorite and Brother in Law to Shaw Selyn or Jangheer the Mogul he having married for his laâ— wife Normal Asaphs Sister and his Son Sultan Curroon who afterwards because by that name he was proclaimed Traytor by his Father changed his name to Shaw Iehan or King Iohn having married Asaphs Daughter he sent his Powers to set the Crown upon his Son in Law Curroons head but the old Mogul Selym made the Nobles swear not to accept Curroon because he muâ—dered his elder Brother but Bloche the young son and lawfull heir of that murdered Prince Selym being dead not without suspition of poyson given him by Asaph Blockee is set up The Queen Normal pretends for her Son Seriare youngest Son to Selym Her brother Asaph for his Son in Law Curroon and two Sons of the old Kings elder Brothers Morad or Amurath for themselves The other two young Princes Asaph found meanes to murder outright but these two last by circumstance causing them against their wills by some Portugals to be baptized into the faith of Christ so making them utterly uncapable of the Crown or Kingdom for the Alcoran forbids a Christian to wear a Crown where Mahomet is worshipped though afterwards for his further security he destroy'd them at Lahore and without further difficulty set up his Son in Law Curroon Herbert 2 The Injury c. See the eighth note upon the 3d. Act. 3 ABBA'S Thirty Kingdoms King Abbas his title over 30. Kingdoms runs thus The most high most mighty most invincible Emperor Abbas King of Persia Farthia Media Bactria Chorazon Candahor Heri of the Ouzbeg Tartar Hircania Draconia Evergeta Parmenia Hydaspia Sogdiana Aria Paropaniza Drawginna Arachosia Mergiana Carmania as far as stately Indus Ormus Larr Arabia Sufiana Chaldea Mesopotamia Georgia Armenia Sarcâ—hia and Van. Lord of the imperious Mountains of Ararat Taurâ—s Caucasus and Periardo commander of all Creatures from the Sea of Chorazen to the Gulfe of Persia. Of true descent from Mortys-dly Prince of the four Rivers Euphrates Tygris Araxis and Indis Governour of all Sultans Emperor of Mussulmen Bud of Honour Mirrour of Vertue and Rose of delight Though the Râ—â—der may know that among these he claims some Kingdoms which he enjoyes not as the Turk and others of his neighbours do sone others of these in his Possâ—ssion An usuall thing with all Princes Herbert Lodovic De Wellen de Reg. Pers. c. 4 Delights as far fetch 't as dear bought It was an antien nicitie among the Persian Monarchs still continued that nâ— wine could please their palate but the Chalydonian in Syria â—or no bread but what grew at Assos in Phrygia no salt but what was brought from Aegypt though Ormus nearer hand by much afforded much better nor no water but that of the River Copaâ—paes the same which Pliny calls Euleus and Daniel cap. â— Vlai it waters Shushan now called Valdack in Susiana and at length imbowells her selfe into the Persian Gulfe not far from Balsâ—ra one stream of it runs 'twixt Shiras and old Persaepolis over which there is a well-built bridge called Fullychawn Herbert c. 5 The antient death of Boats Mithridates vainly boasting in his drink that it was he that had slain Cyrus whom indeed he wounded in his rebellious competition with his elder Brother Artaxerxes the second surnamed Mnemon of great Memory for the Crown of Persia was accused to the King who was desirous of the honour to have it believed that it was hee himself that slew him wherefore esteeming himself touched in his credit by Mithridates his report he condemned him to the antient death of boats usuall among the Persians for hainous offendors the manner this They took two boats made of purpose so even that the one exceeded not the other neither in length nor in breadth then laid they the offendor in one of them upon his back and covered him with the other then did they fasten both boats together so that the Malefactors feet hands and head came out at holes made purposely for him the rest of his body being all hidden within They gave him meat as much as he would eat which if he refused they forced him to take by thrusting aules into his eyes having eaten they gave him to drink honey mingled with milk which they did not onely pour into his mouth but also all his face over turning him full against the Sun to tempt the flies and waspes to his face and of his excrements in the bottom of the boat engendred worms that fed upon his body so that being dead they found his flesh consum'd with them even to the entrals Seaventeen daies together did Mithridates languish in these torments and then died for his folly in not contenting himself with ornaments and gifts which the King had given him for wounding of his rebellious Brother but he must rob him of the honour of his death which he knew he most desired so procuâ—ing his own Crimine laesae Majestatis Plutarch in vit Artaxerx 6 Beat her brains out i th' antient way ordain'd for poysoners c. Parysatis the mother of Ataxarxes King of Persia took a grudge against his wife because she thought she exaspented him too much against his Rebellious Brother Cyrus insomâ—ch as in her revengfull mind she plotted the death of her daughâ—er in Law the beautious Statira the wicked determination was executed by poyson by the help saith Dinon of Gigis one of the women of her Chamber The King was so favourable to hiâ— Mother as he onely confined her according to her own Petition to Babylon swearing that whilst she lived he would never see Babylon but Gigis he condemned to suffer the paines of Death ordained by the Persians for poysoners in this manner They lay the head of the Malefactor upon a large plain stone and with another stone they presse and strike it so long til they have dashed the brains out so died Gigis Plutarch in vit Artax 7 Then burn her limbs with Cats dung This may seem a ridiculous kind of Punishment but 't is very antient and frequent all over Asia sometimes but by favour it is performed with Dogs dung So Mr. Herbert tells us that when it was told King Abbas that Nogdibeg his quondam Embassadour into England had poisoned himself wilfully for four daies feeding onely upon Opium not daring to see his Master or justifie himself against his adversary Sir Robert Sherley then on his journey to the Court to purge his honour before the King of the staines which the aspersions of Nogdibeg had thrown upon him the King said it was well he had poysoned himself for had he come to Court his body should have been cut in 365. pieces and burnt in the open market place with dogs dung but for the greater terror and shame its usually performed with cats dung the Cat being the baser beast as only used to destroy vermine 8 Let me suck thy last breath 9 When thy hand shall close mine aged eyes Theâ—e two concluding notes I put together because they reâ—ate to customes about the same subject viz. the parting office of friends to friends observed by the antient Romanes and others and still retained by the Persians and Grecians when any one was dying the next of the Kin used to receiue the last gaspe of breath from the sick person into his mouth as it were by kissing hiâ— to shew thereby how unwillingly and with what regret tâ—ey parted with their friend and closed his eyes being deceased Virgil makes Anna say of her Sister Dido newly dead Vulnera lymphis Aâ—luam extremus si quis super halitus errat ore legam Aen. 4. Some water I the wound may bath And if yet wanders any of her breath My lipps shall gather it And Ovid makes Penelope wishing that her Son Telemachus might outlive her self and his Father write thus to her husband Di ' precor hoc jubeant vt euntibus ordine fatis Ille meos oculos comprimat ille tuos Aepist 1. This may Heaven grant whilst fate in order goes That his hand mine eyes and thine too may close Statius hath both the customes together Sociosque amplectitur artus Herentemque animam non tristis in ora mariti Transtulit charae pressit sua lumina dextra Stat. Silv. l. 5. She him imbrac't delivering in glad wise Between his lips her cleaving soul and dies With his dear 〈◊〉 closing her sinking eyes FINIS Errata PAg 13. l. 14. for any r. and. p. 24. l. 24. for whose r. who p. 47. l. 14. for Son r. Sun p. 67. l. 3. dele not l 30. for for r. fore p. 93. l. 24. for do r to p. 97. l. 29. for mind r. mine p. 98. l. 9. r. besprinkled p. 112. l. 1. dele good p. 119. l. 23. after me add as p. 123. l. 31. for pleasant r. peasant p. 137. l. 2. add not p. 144 l. ult r. in p. 152. read in the beginning these two lines And fear is contrary to noble Courage The passive valour is the greatest still pag. 99.100.101 102 103 104. (*) Five hundred years (*) Haeliopolis in Aegypt