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The vnfortunate mother a tragedie. Never acted; but set downe according to the intention of the author Thomas Nabbes.
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Nabbes, Thomas, 1605?-1645?
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possessions With vertues to their best dependances Grant that you like of the election And the solemnities of both their marriages To morrowes sun shall gaze at Corv. Pray my Lord Give me a fathers priviledge to prepare her With some fit precepts then few minutes shall Resolve it Bon. Wee 'l expect Exeunt Bonar Spur. Am. Fide Corv. Melissa you Have made my age conceive as many hopes As ever father did to make him happy Kill not their issue by a rash neglect And voluntary losse of that which perfect And order'd judgements doe call happinesse Above th' enjoying of a course desire Confin'd to a meane person too if greatnesse Were not a relative to all that 's good And glorious in the generall speculation Of things that doe affect us not in sence But the bright part of reason emulous man Would not through danger mannage actions So full of wonder nor imploy his faculties In high designes but like a heavy lumpe That onely by its weight moves to its center And there sleepes so should we leave no so much As the Record of any memorable And brave atchievement for a monument That such men once had being To be Dutchesse Will not impaire your vertues they would take More luster from the title Now Melissa I 'ld have you quench that low and common flame That burnes towards Fidelio and embrace Those high desires I point you to my pollicy Hath order'd the successe and your obedience By your subjecting of it to my will Shall crowne you with full blessings Mel. Honour'd Sir The duty which I owe you and which ought not Be mention'd without reverence humbles me Kneeles Thus to expresse it If I could new mould My frame and temper fit for such great honours I should embrace them with the entertainement Of my most ready will My constitution Is of too course a matter to receive Such nice impressions Those whom Heaven hath Ordain'd for Princes are of purer earth Then common mortals sure and by instinct Both know and order their high difference To make it fit for greatnesse If I were The Dutchesse sir my thoughts would still betray Me to my selfe and such imperfect actions Receive their ordering from my weake abilities They 'ld render me a scorne to those that otherwise Would pay me reverence Corv. Your unwillingnesse Playes with illusions that are vaine and empty In what are you defective but your will That 's regulated by a childish humour Let your consideration weigh th' events Are incident to both when you are Dutchesse You 'l be above the danger of your fortune And awe that weake necessity to which The other may be subject Card. Sure your father Saith right sweet Lady there 's much difference Betwixt the Dutchesse and a subjects wife Betwixt a chaire of State and a thrum'd couch A Ward robe that would furnish a Iewes Lumbre And one embroydred petty-coate for Sundaies And that perhaps not paid for too Be wise Obey your father Lady and be Dutchesse 'T will be the better choice Mel. Content abounds In riches when the owners of cramb'd Treasuries Unsatisfi'd are beggers Sir the Duke Having refus'd me how can I affect him And where love is enforc'd Card. Why there 's your priviledge Great Ladies ought not love their husbands more Then in a just proportion of state Corv. Melissa I doe find your inclination And though my zeale intended your advancement Which you your selfe refuse yet my indulgence Tyes up mine anger onely I must wish you Consider throughly Mel. Sir my duty shall not Give way to any act without your liking Although I have desires I can restraine them From satisfaction Exit Corv. Would Fidelio were not His love a love diverts her Card. There are meanes You understand my Lord but yet I doe not advise you to it Corv. Thou art wise Cardente And canst be secret too for thou and I Know something hidden to the world 'T is better Give her some Philter that may raise in her A flame towards the Duke Card. But is there vertue in any such Corv. My youth hath made experience And I am furnisht with that is powerfull I beare it still about me Card. Good my Lord Impart it to my use I faine would have A Husband yet Cor. Why thou maist have Fidelio A yong and handsome Lord It chiefly workes Upon such disproportions share it justly You both must take it for in that consists The magick Sympathy 4 Scene Enter Polemici and Vittorio Card. I le to my Closet And pray then love Exit Cor. Polemici where left you My valiant Sonne Pole Notho hee 's in the presence Corv. When you returne desire him meet me in The Grove behind the Garden Pole I scarce thinke Hee 'l owne you when hee 's Duke Vittorio What think'st thou of this riddle Vitt. 'T is a hard one he to be Duke and lawfull Pole He beginnes To forme himselfe fit for 't he takes survey Of all that he supposeth shortly must Bow to his humour tell 's me hee 'l new mould The State and we shall be advanc'd Vitt. To th' Gallowes Pole I doe not like such raysing let 's be honest And though we cannot make a full discovery Of this so close and intricate proceeding Wee 'l intimate some feares that may betray him To jealousie and care that watchfull eyes Observing him if ought should be attempted It may be stifled by prevention in the first birth Vitt. His favours yet deserve We should preserve him Pole Yes I would preserve him But chiefly from the dangers incident To such a vaine ambition into which Hee 's flatter'd by his father but upon What ground I doe not thinke the divell ownes A perfect knowledge Sure he cannot thinke There 's power in his successe to make him popular And leade the multitude in their disorder To wish an innovation first then practise it Vitt. He saith it is his right Pole But where 's the testimony Hell on these darke devises Well let 's be Like valiant Souldiers in the Reare that dare Goe on whilst the front stands to be their bulwarke But breaches made therein to shew them danger In flight they put their safety Let 's observe And adde more to our knowledge then resolve He that persues an act that is attended With doubtfull issues for the meanes had need Of policy and force to make it speed Exeunt Act. 5. First Scene The Scene the Grove Corvino and Notho Corv. THis preparation of your high resolves I must allow with wonder sure you had Some revelation of the weighty secret Or else instinct hath taught your knowledge more Then a weake judgement could conclude from doubts And those bare circumstances I have us'd T' instruct you by Not. But if Ferrara must Owne me her Duke what progresse yet is order'd For my establishment great actions ought not Want equall meanes and sure my single force May not encounter such an opposition As I shall meet To challenge it my right And not
his manly cheekes With modest blushes He expects your visit Spu. I know no brother Fid. How my Lord your vertue Will suffer by suspition if'y expresse Your selfe or proud or envious Spu. Melissa I cannot satisfie your fathers Will Though all were clear'd that darkes the reasons of it Be still Fidelios Exit Ben. What the divell ayles him His passions are as various as his cloaths He shifts them daily onely keepes one fashion And one sad garbe Fid. Are you acquainted with Any events that have relation Unto your brothers melancholy Mel. Some I am But urge not their discovery Fid. I obey What ever you command and hope my services Will shortly be rewarded Mel. Take th' assurance Of my resolves and promise Ben. Trifle not With court-ship now let 's thinke on bouncing complements To bid the Souldiers welcome Fid. To the presence There is their entertainment We shall see What different things Courtiers and Souldiers be Exeunt The third Act and first Scene The Scene being the presence Bonardo Cardente and Fidelio Non. DId she reveal 't her selfe Candente to you Or else do you conclude it from some circumstance In such a cause I would not have credulity Mocke it selfe into errour Card. 'T was my Lord Her owne confession yet before the Dutchesse She doth pretend 't was onely an intent To mock my curiosity but I feare It is too sad a truth Bon. To me most sad Mine age growes fast upon me and to have A staine throwne now upon our House by one So eminent in all appearancies Of good it makes my wishes hast to meete The sweet peace of my grave but yet Cardente I am not easie to believe Card. Nor I There may be other causes why a Lady Of her pure constitution should be subject To qualmes and puling Bon. Is she not in love Card. That may be it my Lord and if you could Discover who the man is Bon. Would that helpe To cleare suspition Card. All would straight appear In its full truth her staine or innocence For thus my Lord I know the inclinations Of all the Gallants which are Goats which Eunuches Now if she doth love any forward youth One that will thrust his Knife into the meate Before he hath said grace you can apply it T is so if not so Fid. My Italian nature Begins to breake her prison and grow violent I 'le force her sir to tell me Bon. Vse no threats But mild perswasions such as may become The place and urge them home before the presence Fills with more number Here she is 2 Scene Enter Amanda Card. Pray Heaven He doe not stab her Fid. Sister are y' in health Am. I know not brother would you 'd aske a Doctor A skilfull one that hath prov'd more men mortall Then a corrupted Vintage or French Duells If such a learned mans inspection can Tell the disease which many thinke I have But am not sensible thereof my selfe Fid. You slight my question Am. Sure it doth deserve No better answer How doe I appeare To every curious eye that undertakes The reading of my inside sure that Lady Hath made you jealous Fid. There 's a staine Amanda Throwne on you by suspition on your honour Nothing but blood or a faire satisfaction Can wash it off Am. I thought some such fine thing Had mockt your credulous weaknes Blush to thinke You owne so low a soule as to suspect Her whom your love calls sister though detraction Spake with a hundred tongues and mutter'd circumstance To make it probable Fid. Your confidence Carries the greater show of guilt Am. Of guilt Should you present all tortures tyranny Did e're invent I have no feares can make me Belie mine innocence though it might free me From all their suffering Fid. This doth shew more like The violence of a distemper'd passion Than will to satisfie 'T was never yet Read in the story of our Ancestors Any least blemish stuck upon our house And if you have transgrest the knowledge of it Will poynt us out a way to just revenge Or to an honourable recompence And so preserve our yet unsullyed fames Cleare to posterity Am. This circumvention Is of so strange and intricate a nature I know not how to free my selfe but by Mine owne just testimony Brother know Your best prepar'd devotions are not purer Then my worst thoughts their ends being alwayes noble When I have had desires Fid. Not to have some Indeed were more than wonder such a Lady As you are sister pamper'd with the fulnesse Of Court delights not to elect some one Prefer'd in her esteeme were such a paradox Not all your learning can maintaine Am. Suppose I should confesse to whom mine are directed He 's one that you dare not suspect much lesse Accuse of such a sinne that is so farre from His vertuous inclination Fid. I am glad Your love can give him such a Character To know him might advance your desires Provided they be honourable Am. Brother You seeme to hedge me in with studdied cunning But I can give my selfe a liberty By naming him you 'ld know I doe affect Your friend Lord Spurio Fid. He the man hath done it Am. Done what your jealousie is weake and grounded Upon too nice a feare and onely propt With her slight information Fid. Stay stay Sister There 's something more Did not you once pretend You had a powerfull interest in his Sister That might command me a successe with her Am. And you interpret it Fid. Nothing good Sister But one thing for another Am. Hug your errour And cherish it untill it sting your bosome Your threats shall not enforce another answer Though the place had no priviledge Fid. Enough Good Sister I am satisfi'd Am. Will you sir To Bonardo Cherish my duty with a faith Bon. Of what Am. What that bad woman hath accus'd me of Is false as any fabulous Deity Bono and Fidelio whisper Ascrib'd to wicked mortall Card. Nay good Lady If any grounded feare hath rais'd suspition Truth ought to be discover'd if it were We then would make provision of some Villa Some pretty Country house under pretence That ayr 's most wholsome for you Am. Would thou wert Without that noysefull instrument of speech Or all thy hearers deafe But that her vertues Carry their perfect lustre I should almost Suspect the Dutchesse for conferring favour Upon so vile a woman Exit Bon. Practice it To Fidelio 3 Scene Enter Polemici Vittorio A Lady and Beneventi T will be a perfect tryall Fid. Here 's Vittorio And brave Polemici that are return'd With the triumphing Notho Bon. I embrace yee Y' are welcome home to peace Salute Vit. We thanke your Lord-ship Ben. 'T is downe right complement we Souldiers Are sparing of our words my Lord blowes chiefly Are our discourse Pole We Courtiers Beneventi Can talke but seldome fight Bon. That hit you home To Beneventi Ben. How dare you offer to salute the Ladies Before y'have shifted shirts sure your Campe Launderesse