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kingdom_n	france_n	king_n	lewis_n	3,219	5	10.3262	5	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A58017	Edgar, or the English monarch an heroick tragedy. By Mr. Thomas Rymer, servant to Their Majesties.	Rymer, Thomas, 1641-1713.	1693 (1693)	Wing R2424A; ESTC R218574	36,395	72

Courage reigns He their glad Veins with generous Fire distends And to each Heart the brave Infection sends From Edgar 't is that England's Glory grows Prot. More then one Edgar Fate to England owes These retiring Tritons dance They retiring 3 Sirens arise out of the Sea and sing THE SONG 1. Siren. LOve the Ambrosia of the Blest 'T is Love in Heav'n that makes the Feast O Mortalls Mortalls come and tast 2. Sir Whilst jingling Honour strives for place And Vertue sets her ugly Face The Moments the sweet Moments pass 3. Sir It cools alas how fast it cools Fall to ye men ye men with Souls And Ceremony leave to Fools All. When Nature invites And keen Appetites Care tearing your Hearts and tormenting Is some Devil in the way That creates your Delay Or a Bug of some Bigott's inventing Three Celestiall Sirens approach skymming on the surface of the waters The former Sirens dive hastily and disappear These looking after them say 1. Sir Fly Monsters fly with your deceitfull Breath That warbling strikes and pleases unto Death Each tender ear ev'n yet the Accents wound And th' Air yet trembles with the impious Sound 2. Sir A Heav'nly Voice and Beauty they prophane With the unblest abominable Train Which their false boasted Pleasures do's detect Sweet to the Sense but Poison in effect 3. Sir Great Edgar from those Charms is safe To all but those of Glory deaf Glory whose Chariot drives an height 'Bove the rude Jolt of sensuall Delight And hurry of low Passions Victory On silver Wings and Triumph with them fly These 3 dance and after they retiring the Sea seems troubled Andromeda appears ty'd to a Rock a great Sea-monster making towards her Perseus is seen in the Air on Pegasus with his Scimitar and Gorgon Shield When Edgar abruptly starting up turns from the Masque and with Face towards the Pit speaks Edg. Glory had once th' Ascendant Glorie's Dart Did from all other Flames my Breast assert Which raging now torment m' enfeebled Heart A Dream of Majesty a King no more These Shows are now less Shadows then my Power They represent Love's utmost Malice try'd Has me dethron'd degraded and destroy'd If ought survive if ought of me remain 'T is but the sense of an immortall Pain Love I obey and Captive follow thee To Solitude a fitter Scene for me Exit Edgar gone all in a consternation goe of and the Scene changes to a Garden SCENE I. Enter Lewis solus Lewis Unhappy Princes who a just War make And onely Arms when necessary take For me yet cruell Heav'ns determine worse Against my own to head a forrein Force By those that no Allegeance owe obey'd Born to protect the Nation I invade They have the Blows yet I partake the Pain A Subject lost in every Foe that 's slain My Mind 's distress'd whilst my bold War succeeds My Heart at every Wound they suffer bleeds The English must my juster Cause decide Whilst them I in new paths of Glory guide How can the Continent their Shock sustain Whose Arms ev'n force an Empire on the Main But I shall teach them thus perhaps a way That France may wish untaught another day In France again their fatall Banners spread This Heav'n avert I love their Vertue but their Valour dread Ambition blunted by these soft Regrets My Love provokes and to fierce Action whets 'T is not my Crown alone that I forgoe But with my Crown I lose Editha too Let Kingdoms my Despair in Ashes mourn A meaner Flame the Universe will burn SCENE II. Enter two old French Statesmen They on their Knees say Both. Long live King Lewis 1. Statesm The Usurper gone France with one Voice recalls you to your Throne Your Absence they lament Lew. Is Rodulph dead 2. Statesm And to the just Reproach of Heav'n in Bed Yet his black Soul did th' Air and Heav'n deform And dying Breath did bluster to a Storm As if the Troubles since he ceas'd to live Which to the Earth he could no longer give He still would through the Aiery Regions drive 1. Statesm The Day which did his last black Night precede The bloudy Tyrant had your Death decreed And hearing that to th' English Court you fled Sent two Embassadours to demand your Head 2. Statesm But these things may in vacant hours be said Our Bark my Liege waits ready to convey You safe e're Fame the Secret shall betray Kings caught on forrein Ground are lawfull Prize And for a King what Ransom can suffice Lew. I my Condition may some time conceal But cannot from this Court so rudely steal Nor can I fear the Danger you foretell Knowing the King and English Hearts so well 1. Statesm Their generous Minds as nobly you report But who can find an English-man at Court No private Mind can any Courts controll All mov'd by Interest their common Soul 2. Statesm Hot Places those where Vertue cannot look But withers dies and vanishes in Smoak 1. Statesm The private Love is ended that he bore Since you are now the Private man no more To ruine all your Cause he might advance And loving you declar'd his Hate to France 2. Statesm Your Kingdome he may without Wrong invade Till Articles and formall Leagues are made Friendship with Kings requires a certain Date Engross'd and seal'd on Instruments of State Nor this 'gainst crafty Counsels a Defence Who weaker Words suborn against the Sense To sacred Interest their bald Heads they nod That they adore and know no other God 1. Statesm Possess your Kingdom first and then send back Embassadours your Complements to make Lew. Is that the Court Your Message do's invite Me thither and from thence your Maximes fright Maximes within the English Verge not known Nor shall in France whilst I possess the Throne Pardon me King to Friendship if unjust I yield unwilling to a Friend's Distrust Aside I on my Throne shall mourn with the Disgrace If in your Breast I forfeited my place Attend me there till I in such Disguise Points to a distant place Return as shall deceive observing Eyes Exeunt Statesmen SCENE III. Lewis solus For my Ambition Fortune could no more Yet am I after all this Fortune poor Ambition is not all I will not move One Step from hence till prosperous in my Love No Power no Scepters shall allure me hence Love too shall feast though at my Pride's expence Blest Omen see her Image strikes mine Eyes Heav'n guides her hither SCENE IV. Enter Editha Madam To Editha Edi. That false Tongue No more I 'll hear Lew. Alas I Triumph sung Aside Too hasty cheated by an empty Dream Yet free from Guilt I may the Tempest stemme To Editha Edi. An Innocence presume not to perswade These Eyes beheld the Conference which you had The strict new League and Interchanges made Lew. She saw me with Gunilda late embroil'd When Kenneth was in the same Errour toil'd Aside What League what Conference Edi. New Allies to make With Strangers

will forthwith your Commission seal Exeunt all SCENE VIII Ethelwold solus with Dagger in hand Ethelw A timely Chance the Secret did reveal With This I 'll guard the Treasures you would steal Another reaps my Harvest whilst I starve For my Part onely Husks and Chaff they carve I must forbear her Bed by Oath made Poor And here in secret she breaks up the Store How intricate the Heart of Woman is No Eye no Sun can pierce the dark Abyss I yet will share Howe're she may deny My Love I my Revenge will satisfy With This I 'll force her till that Heat I cloy Holds Dagger And through the Body I 'll her Soul enjoy I will lie close and with one free Home-thrust Asswage both her insatiate Pride and Lust. I' th' Dark and with my Own I may be bold The next shall find his Entertainment cold The King's Embraces give her Ecstasies In Mine she more effectually dies Exit SCENE IX Enter Edgar a Souldier presses after him with a Torch Edg. Press me no farther I command withdraw Sould. I 'll speak and then your Anger undergoe Edg. What is 't you with this rude Impatience crave Sould. 'T is Loyall Rudeness that your Life would save This way I heard a Man He gnash'd his Teeth with Discontent And rav'd and mutter'd Treason as he went SCENE X. Enter Alfrid running looks earnestly on the King Alfr. A Man I thought it had your Highness been Seiz'd and has barbarously slain the Queen Enter Woman Wom. The Murth'rer too fell with her I discern'd And heard methought the Stabs that she return'd Broken with Throbs she these Last words did strain Take bloudy Tyrant take thy Gift again Edg. Who can expound this bloudy Mystery Her Words say in her Thoughts she murther'd Me. ' Las not by Malice but Revenge enflam'd At her Assassin not the King she aim'd Our Bubble-Hopes most brittle when most fair Which swelling shine and vanish into Air. SCENE XI Enter Guards Lights Lewis Kenneth c. Sould. Her Father whate're Fury spurr'd him on Souldier returns Duke Ethelwold this horrid thing hath done Edg. Duke Ethelwold Sould. In their mixt Goar he swims And with stiff Arms still grasps her congeal'd Lims Alfr. My cruell Stars this fatall Train have laid And to the Snare I have the Queen betray'd Edg. You guilty it a blacker Crime would seem To suspect You then 't was to murther Them No bloudy Stain on your bright Form impress'd Nor on these Hands can any Guilt be trac'd Takes her by the hand Alfr. ' Las I the Queen to your Embraces sent And see how Fate has wrested mine Intent Edg. Fate or the Hand of Providence appears And now the rugged Walk to my Contentment clears Heav'n has unravell'd now the dark Decree And the high Source of my just Love I see By Ethelwold and humane Cunning crost Till he in his deep Policy is lost ' Las I forgive him who but for her sake All Loyalty and strongest Ties would break This is an happy unexpected Leap To Alfrid Now Innocent I all my Wishes reap Now Alfrid's Mine my now undoubted Right For ever Mine for ever my Delight Lew. Now in an Hour to brave Desires so just I will not the Success of mine Distrust This I give back into your Royall Hands Gives up his Commission Edg. This seems as in Contempt of our Commands Or that great Souls in Dangers most delight And void of those the easie Honour slight Lew. Your Highness will more just my Scruples rate Inform'd who 't is you did Commissionate The King of France behold him in your Power Edg. In what thick Darkness wander'd I before Are you that Injur'd Prince Lew. Th' Usurper dead France has at length my Juster Title weigh'd And own'd me King while I am Vassall here Edg. That from the English you unkindly fear Shall We your generous Confidence abuse A nobler Course to Greatness here we chuse Lew. No Greatness e're was equall to your Mind Like Heav'n by nothing but it self confin'd Whose Actions such illustrious Aspect bear That Monarchs who would copy them despair Edg. For my Reply I shall not Language seek My Deeds will more effectually speak Whilst here my Court is honour'd with your Stay In all with Me You equally shall sway And when for France you quit the English Shore Half of my Navy shall conduct you o're Two thousand Frigats in the Downs that ride Shall all be on that glorious Work employ'd Lew. Yet for all this I rest that desperate Slave Whom I may say not all your Power can save Your Royall Bounty on the Wretch is lost By a severer Power your Sentence crost A Power that now even in your Presence reigns And whilst you Freedome grant condemns to Chains Edg. Some Vision checks the Freedome I approve Lew. What you this empty Vision call is Love Edg. A King of France and doubtfull of his Claim All Hearts must melt before that sovereign Flame Lew. You will except when I Editha name Edg. I freely that Alliance shall embrace And where can she her Love more nobly place Thus Fortune both my Sisters will advance That German Empress This the Queen of France And if like me she balances Desert With a less Crown she might accept your Heart Lew. Yet Madam yet is your Consent deny'd My Joys wou'd flow your Rigour checks the Tide Edi. The Splendours of a Kingdom fill your Eyes Each Object else beneath your Prospect lies Lew. Were all the Glory of the World in view I should be blind to All the rest but You. A Kingdom then Content to me can yield When your fair Hand shall the same Scepter wield I rather here wou'd lie fixt at your Feet Then in a Throne from You divided sit Edi. You whilst eclipst may think an Object bright That will shine dim when you regain your Light When Crown'd and on your Throne consult your Mind Thence if you still these Inclinations find They may be more authentickly exprest In Pomp of solemn Embassie addrest Edg. The King himself his own Embassadour What can contribute to your Honour more He must not wait with tedious Forms amus'd But as a King and as my Friend be us'd Edi. Statesmen abroad maliciously wise Will say we make of the French King a Prize That he with vile Advantage basely trapt By Marriage onely other Bonds escap'd Edg. These Difficulties you so nicely move Are none or are however none to Love Gives him her hand Take her one Hour one Priest our Hands may joyn And the same Stars shall on our Nuptialls shine Ken. Your Will Great Sir must ever be obey'd When you Command or when you but Perswade Would you on my behalf exert your Power This too might prove My favourable Hour For Me with fair Gunilda interpose Edg. This Conduct an excessive Passion shows And in your Breast do's such a Flame confess That the Combustion in your Kingdom 's less Ken. That Trouble 's past and our