th' hand which such a bould fight vndertooke When her it toucht as with a palsie shooke As all that saw it thou wouldst soone haue sayd That neuer liu'd so fortunate a maid Most happy such a danger to recouer More happy farre by hauing such a louer And harke the Fishers home the victor bringing Chant lowd his conquest his due praises singing Scen. 5. Enter in triumph with Chorus of Fishers and Priests singing Atyches crownd leading Olinda following Glaucilla and Cosma Song Olinda if thou yeeld not now The Orke lesse monstrous was then thou No monster to the eye more hatefull Then beauty to desert vngratefull Yeeld then thy heart and hand And sing along this sand Loue rule heauen sea and land Per. Atyches how farest thou O let these armes inlace thee Me thinks I hold halfe heauen when I imbrace thee Atych. Will Perindus goe with vs to the temple Per. Most willingly and when thou once art there Then 't is a temple I may iustly sweare Exeunt omnes Scen. 6. Enter Cancrone and Scrocca with their boate from fishing Scr. Yet more larboord hol vp against that waue now starboord Can. I thinke we are vpon the shallow Scr. Hold in Cancrone I smell the shore Cancrone fals in Can. Nay by your leaue 't was I that smelt it for I am sure my nose kist it Scr. Take hold of the stretcher and then fasten the rope Can. A rope stretch all such bottle-head botemen had it been my lot to haue bene Master at sea as 't is yours wee had neere taken such a iourney in such a fly-boate such a sows-eare such an egge-shell Scro. Come helpe to laue her Can. It s a true shee boote I warrant shee leakes brackish all the yeare long Scr. Will you come Sir you are yet in my iurisdiction on the water Can. Will you scale the fish sir will you bring forth the nets sir will you spread them vpon the rocks sir you are at my demand Sir vpon the land wee 'l be knowne in our place Scrocca drinks is that your lauing Scro. Ah ha this is something fresher then Neptuns salt potion seest not what a pickle I am in but O those Scyllaes bandogs bough wough our boate bepist her selfe for feare Can. I and thou thy selfe for companie faith wee were almost in Thetis powdring tub but now Scrocca lets off with our liquor Sirrah halfe to this blew-beard Neptune but he gets not one drop on 't Scr. I and withall remember the roaring boy Boreas puff puff hold you beare your poope too high Cancrone y 'ad neede goe pumpe Can. So mee thinks my braine is somewhat warmer now my wirt gear 's on Let Neptune rage and roare and fome For now Cancrone's safe at home Scr. How now Cancrone what poefied Can. Why Scrocca is it such a matter for a waterman to be a poet now a daies Sco. I but I wonder that in all thy Poems thou neuer madst an Epitaph for thy grandsire that was eaten vp by the Cyclops Can, Ah Scrocca I prethee doe not ming my grand-sire thou 'lt spoile my poetry presently those hungry side slops they eate him vp crust and crum and then kild him too and that which grieues me most hee neuer sent mee word who it was that bit of 's head yet fayth one draught more and haue at him Hee drinkes Scr. Nay if one draught will serue he shall neuer starue for an Epitaph Can. So it 's comming I haue it Scrocca Here lies Cancrones grandsire who sans boate Sands winde sans seas saild downe the Cyclops throate Scr. Here lies Why will you graue an Epitaph on the Cyclops belly I 'me sure hee lies yonder Can. Masse thou sayst true but all our late writers begin so Scr. Well sir will you walke home and warme your poeticall vaine at the kitchin fire Can. Yes I care not if I doe for I shall nere be well till I haue got the chimney corner ouer my head Farewell ye rockes and seas I thinke yee 'l show it That Sicelie affords a water-Poet Scen. 7. Enter Conchylio solus Hah ha he I haue laught my selfe weary i' st possible That fire and frost should thus keepe house together Sure age did much mistake him when it set His snowie badge on his blew riueld chin Were not his faces furrowes fild with snow His hams vnstrung his head so straightly bound His eyes so rainy and his skinne so drie He were a pretty youth Scen. 8. Enter Cancrone and Scrocca Con. What old acqaintance lie by Mistris a little I 'le fish a while I may chaunce to catch A Cods-head I le stand and heare them Sor. Did not I tell you we were wrong sir Can. Me thought we were at land vile soone Sor. I prethee on which hand was the cape of Peloro When wee left Syllaes bandogs Can. That did belong to thy water office to marke But sure it stood straight before a little o' th' on side Right vpon the left and then it left the right And turned west by East and then stood still North North By South Con. Well bould woodcocke Without a bias Scr. Come looke about you to your land office I 'le hold a ped of oysters the rocke stands on yonder side Looke this way I prethee is not this Circe's rocke Can. I like thy reasons wondrous well it is her rocke and her distaffe too Con. I 'le spine some thred out of this distaffe Scr. Then I sweare by Circes iugling box wee come in o' th' wrong side Can Looke into my poll canst thou not perceiue by the colour of my braines that I haue vnlac't her knauery thou knowst Circes is a plaguie witch Scr. I she did translate a good father of mine into an hogge Can. She with her whisking white wand has giuen this rocke a box ō the eare set it one the other side of the country Scr. I care not where Circes dwells but I am sure we dwell on this side and wee haue pusht in the cleane contrary way and wat you what wee haue leapt through Hell-mouth O strange how he falls downe and cries Can. O the Orke the huge huntie, puntie Scr. Vp cancrone I tell thee wee haue scap't him Can. I tell thee Sirocca wee haue not scap't him he has eate vs vp Con. These fishers are new returnd from fishing and know not that Atyches has slaine the Orke I 'le Orke them Can. Ah Sirocca I would this Orke were in Neptunes bellie that will suffer such a worme to liue in his dominions I am a very macherell if the very name be not worse to mee then three nights cold fishing Ser Mee thinks I am colder too then I was before Con. Let mee strike then before the iron be key cold What hardie fishers dare approch this shore Vntrod by men this twenty years and more Can. Good now Conchylio doe not the Norke Ser Wee did eate the golden apples wee Can. What old Cancrone I am sorrie for your chance The best that I aduise
you is that you returne round about the Cape presently before the Orke smell you if he were within twelue score he might wind them foh Can. Nay I shall be deuourd Con. Plucke out a good heart man Can. If I could doe so I might saue the Orke a labour that Will be done to my hand I know I shall be deuourd Con. Why man Can. Why my grandsire was deflourd and they say deflouring goes in a blood Con. If I ridde you both of this feare will you worship mee Can. O worshipfull water-wight Scr. O Neptunes father Can. O Glaucus Mother Con. Why then thus my deities oracle giues you answer thus When 2 famous fishers fall vpon this sand Let them for feare of mightie Orke leaue seas saile home by land I haue not pincht them for measure I haue giuen them Oracle vp to the elbowes Can. Saile ther 's your office Scrocca you must goe Scr. By land there 's your office goe you Con. What can you not expound Dragge vp your bote and home-ward crosse this shore Can. Wee are all made I vnderstood you sir but I did not know your meaning Scr. Pull you the bote at nose I 'le lift at the arse Can. Manners lacke this is a land voyage I am master Con. Hoh roh droh Horka Corka Suga ponto the monster coms downe vnder the boate turne it ouer I le helpe they couer themselues ouer with their beates for feare of the Orke creept ouer the stage Retire thou sacred monster creepe on These sweet soules are no food for thee on on 'T is time these soules were spent they begin To stink retire thou great god Neptunes scourge Retire I say while this twinne tortoise passes And dare not once to touch these fish flesh asses Hah ha he farewell good tortoise what good foutch Haddocke Hare and Cod you shall walke with me I le be your Orke yet I le carry the Cod to my mistris Cosma I know she loues it well let Conchilio be turn'd into an Oyster if hee would not play the Orke euery day for such sport it shall go hard but I le with my friend Cancrone yet once againe Exit CHORVS Happy happie Fishers swaine If that yee knew your happines Your sport tasts sweeter by your paines Sure hope your labour relishes Your net your liuing when you eate Labour finds appetite and meat When the seas and tempest roare You eyther sleepe or pipe or play And dance along the golden shore Thus you spend the night and day Shrill windes a pipe hoarse seas a taber To fit your sports or ease your labour First ah first the holy Muse Rap't my soules most happy eyes Who in those holy groues doe vse And learne those sacred misteries The yeares and months old age and birth The palsies of the trembling earth The flowing of the sea and Moone And ebbe of both and how the tides Sinke in themselues and backward run How palled Cynthia closely slides Stealing her brother from our sight So robs herselfe and him of light But if cold natures frozen parts My dull slow heart and cloudie braine Cannot reach those heauenly nets Next happie is the fishers paine Whose loue roofes peace doe safely hide And shut out fortune want and pride There shall I quiet fearelesse raigne My boyes my subiects taught submission About my court my sonnes my traine Nets my puruaiors of prouision The steere my septer pipe musition Labour my Phisicke no Phisitian So shall I laugh the angry seas and skie Thus singing may I liue and singing die Act. 3. Scen. 1. Enter Perindus VVHen Attyches with better sight I eye Some powre me thinks beyond humanity Some heauenly power within his bosome lyes And plainely looks through th' windowes of his eyes Thalander if that soules departed rest In other men thou liuest in his brest He is more then he seemes or else but see Enter Glaucilla My loue my hate my ioy my miserie Glau. Perindus whither turnst thou if thy wandring loue My loue eschew yet nothing canst thou see Why thou shouldst flye me I am no monster friend That seekes thy spoyle looke on me I am shee To whom th' hast vowd all fayth and loyalty Whom thou with vowes and prayers and oathes hast ply'd And praying wept and weeping beene deny'd And dy'd in the denyall I am she Whom by my brothers importunity Thalanders meanes thou want'st who still perseuer Though thou art chang'd I louing loue for euer Tell me am I altered in minde or bodies frame What then I was am I not still the same Per. Yes yes thou art the same both then and now As faire more faire then heauens clearest brow Glau. What haue I now deserued Per. In heauen to dwell The purest starre deserues not heauen so well Glau. Perindus I am the same ah I am she I was at first but thou thou art not hee Which once thou wast Per. True ah too true Then was I happy being so distressed And now most miserable by being blessed Glau. Tell me what thus hath chang'd thy former loue Which once thou sworst nor heauen nor hell could moue How hath this scorne and hate stolne in thy heart And on a Commick stage hast learnt the art To play a tyrant and a foule deceiuer To promise mercy and performe it neuer To looke more sweete maskt in thy lookes disguise Then mercies selfe or pitties gracious eyes Per. Fa la la fa la la lah. Glau. Ah me most miserable Per. Ah me most miserable Glau. Wretched Glaucilla where hast thou set thy loue Thy plaints his ioy thy teares his laughter moue Sencelesse of these he sings at thy lamenting And laughs at thy hearts tormenting Wretched Glaucilla Per. More wretched Perindus Where by refusing life thou diest for whom Thou liuest in whom thou drawst thy ioy and breath And to accept thy life is more then death Glau. Perindus Per. Fa la la fa la la lah. Exit Perindus Scen. 2. Glaucilla sola Haplesse and fond too fond and haplesse maide Whose hate with loue whose loue with hate is payd Or learne to hate where thou hast hatred prou'd Or learne to loue againe where thou art lou'd Thy loue gets scorne doe not so dearely earne it At least learne by forgetting to vnlearne it Ah fond and haplesse maide but much more fond Canst thou vnlearne the lesson thou has cond Since then thy fixed loue will leaue thee neuer He hates thy loue leaue thou his hate foreuer And though his yce might quench thy loues desiring Liue in his loue and die in his admiring Olinda so late abroad Enter Olinda The sunne is now at rest heauens winking eyes All drowsie seeme loue onely rest denies But thou art free as aire what is the reason What glasse is this Olin. Prethee Glaucilla Doe not thus search my soules deepe ranckling wound Which thou canst neuer helpe when thou hast found Glau. Thy soule was wont to lodge within mine eare And euer was it safely harboured there My eare
men Scrocca and Cancrone Scr. VVell sir you may say what you will but if wee liue by the Law how commeth it to passe that we must die by the Law Can. Mee thinks I see how busie Rimronce will bee about me he surely will be vpon my backe for my being vpon his a while a goe Scr. Nay Cancrone thou diest for sauing thy master too Tyr. Ay me my sonne Can. I haue no minde to climbe these Mountaines I begin to bee short-winded already I shall neuer hold out had I thought it would haue come to this I would haue bene vilely tempted to ha let my Master drowne quickly Scr. What man thou could'st neuer haue done thy Master better seruice then to dye for him nay if Perindus liue I care not Tyr. Perindus I can hold no longer friend who is thy Master why art thou manacled Scr. Mantled hither marry this Priest hath mantled vs for sauing our Master Perindus Tyr. Ay me my sonne Can. Vds fish old Master where haue you beene this 20 yeeres and more Nom. Tyrinthus at such a time sir your arriuall is eyther uery happy or else most haplesse eyther to see or else preuent a danger Tyr. Priest how is my Perindus Nom. Doom'd to die Tyr. What is the cause Nom. His will Tyr. Who could perswade him Nom. She who most stroue to hinder and disswade him Tyr. What had he done Nom. That which deserues all life and loue Tyr. How fine the heauens powers can sorrowes frame The fates will play and make my woe their game VVhere is he Can. Safe enough I warrant you get 's leaue of the Priest master and wee 'l goe fetch him Scr. We caught him out of the water Can. O he had supt a bundance of salt porridge Scr. And brought him to the shippe where the mariners keepe him Tyr. VVhy stand I idle here O to the shore I 'le fly And eyther with him liue or for him die Can. Master master master Exit Tyrinchus Pas. I le follow him nature can doe no lesse Then eyther helpe or pitty such distresse Exit Pas Can. Nay if you goe too then farewell all Farewell ye rockes farewell to thee O loue You louely rockes you hard and rocky loue Nay I shall turne swaine presently and sing my finall song Nom. I maruell what it is that stayes Dicaus Con. Marry let him stay till I send for him the Cyclops shall want their breakefast this month Nom. Here I must stay for him Scen. 5. Enter Cosma Cos. Faine would I know how my ginne thriues and prospers Olinda is fast and by my disamour hath quencht her loue with death if now Glaucilla bee taken in that snare then am I cunning well may I proue a fisher who haue tooke too maides so soone with one selfe baite and hooke Is not that Nomicus I shall learne of him Nomicus Nom. Who Cosma Cos. Why are these fishers bound Con. For you Cos. For mee Can. I for you had not you cus'd Glaucilla shee had not bene condemnd if shee had not beene condemnd Perindus would not haue died for her if he would not haue died for her he had not fallen from the rocke had he not fallen from the rocke we had not sau'd him if wee had not sau'd him wee had not beene bound were wee not bound wee would showe a faire payre of heeles Cos. What talks this foole Perindus falne from the rocke Nom. Hast thou not heard then of Perindus faith and fall Cos. No not a word but faine would heare Nom. And shalt my tongue is as ready as thy eare Meane while leade these away soone as Dicaeus returnes I 'le ouertake you Can. I prethee Mr Priest let mee craue one fauour that I may haue an Epitaph for mee in Neptunes church porch I le neuer goe farther Nom. Here 's no time for Epitaphs away Can. Nay t is soone done I le trouble neuer a poet of them all I haue it already Cancrone valorous and kind where art thou Cancrone too kind and valorous to liue Ingulft in Cyclops guts Readers why start you His life for his master he did freely giue Vngratefull Sicelie that want'st his bones Instead of members keeping his memorie in stones Short and sweete Mr Priest Scr. Cancrone this is a land voyage you must leade the way Can. But when wee saile downe the Cyclops throat I le giue you the preeminence Exeunt Nom. After that haplesse Nymph had heard her doome As shee was led to 'th rocke i' th' middle way Perindus flying fast calls out Stay And for he thought his feete too slowly bore him Before he came he sent his voyce before Stay stay Dicaeus th' art a man I see And well mayst erre heauens not more pure then she Yet since the doome is past I 'le pawne my breath And make your fact lesse hanious by my death I 'le lose her life in me and she shall spend My life in her so both shall better end Cos. This was no ill newes to the Nymph Nom. Yes yes then first she thought her selfe condemnd Death in him shee fear'd and in her selfe contemnd That law it selfe says shee should suffer death Which one condemnes another punnisheth True sayes Perindus my life my all 's in thee When thou offendst why shouldst thou punish me But briefe to giue their words in short contracted VVas neuer part of loue more louely acted Both loath to liue and both contend to die VVhere onely death stroue for the victory Meane time I could but weepe nor I alone That two such loues should die not liue in one Cos. Their spotlesse fayth 's a cristall where I see Too late my cancred hates deformity Nom. At length the law it selfe decides the strife That he with losse of his might buy her life Then and but then she wept and to preuent him Downe fell shee with a deadly looke and eye Acting the prologue of his tragedy And wak'd againe she 'gan to chide and raue And vowes to liue no further then his graue VVhile he with cheerfull steps the rockes ascending Fearelesse beholds his death that steepe descending And boldly standing on the vtmost browe Thus spake Poore life I neuer knew thy worth till now How thou art ouer valewed to pay Her life with thine gold with base alcumy Cos. Iust iust you heauens I haue set a gin For them and now my selfe the first am in Nom. Then turning to his loue thus spake his last Farewell Glaucilla liue and in thy brest As in a heauen my loue and life shall rest Seeke not by death thy selfe from griefe to free Remember now Perindus liues in thee Cherish my heart which in thy heart doth lye For whilst thou liu'st Perindus cannot dye So leapt he lightly from the cloudy rocke Cos. Is hee then dead Nom. No for the guilty sea With soft embraces wrapt his limbes It seemes the waues moou'd with Sympathy Would teach vnhumane men humanity Though they could not preuent would ease his fall And not consenting to