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A18421 The reuenge of Bussy D'Ambois A tragedie. As it hath beene often presented at the priuate play-house in the White-Fryers. VVritten by George Chapman, Gentleman. Chapman, George, 1559?-1634. 1613 (1613) STC 4989; ESTC S122391 42,695 82

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faire hands Mont. No sir I le fight now and the terror be Of all you Champions to such as shee I did but thus farre dally now obserue O all you aking fore-heads that haue rob'd Your hands of weapons and your hearts of valour Ioyne in mee all your rages and rebutters And into dust ram this same race of Furies In this one relicke of the Ambois gall In his one purple soule shed drowne it all Fight Mont. Now giue me breath a while Cler. Receiue it freely Mont. What thinke y'a this now Cler. It is very noble Had it beene free at least and of your selfe And thus wee see where valour most doth vant What t is to make a coward valiant Mont. Now I shall grace your conquest Cler. That you shall Mont. If you obtaine it Cler. True sir t is in fortune Mont. If you were not a D'Ambois I would scarce Change liues with you I feele so great a change In my tall spirits breath'd I thinke with the breath A D'Ambois breathes here and necessitie With whose point now prickt on and so vvhose helpe My hands may challenge that doth all men conquer If shee except not you of all men onely May change the case here Cler. True as you are chang'd Her power in me vrg'd makes y'another man Then yet you euer were Mont. Well I must on Cler. Your Lordship must by all meanes Mont. Then at all Fights and D'Ambois hurts him Charlotte aboue Char. Death of my father what a shame is this Sticke in his hands thus Ren. Gentle sir forbeare Coun. Is he not slaine yet She gets downe Ren. No Madame but hurt in diuers parts of him Mont. Y'haue giuen it me And yet I feele life for another vennie Enter Charlotte Cler. What would you sir Char. I would performe this Combat Cler. Against which of vs Char. I care not much if t were Against thy selfe thy sister would haue sham'd To haue thy Brothers wreake with any man In single combat sticke so in her fingers Cler. My Sister know you her Tam. I sir shee sent him With this kinde Letter to performe the vvreake Of my deare Seruant Cler. Now alas good sir Thinke you you could doe more Char. Alas I doe And wer 't not I fresh sound should charge a man Weary and vvounded I would long ere this Haue prou'd what I presume on Cler. Y'haue a minde Like to my Sister but haue patience now If next charge speede not I le resigne to you Mont. Pray thee let him decide it Cler. No my Lord I am the man in fate and since so brauely Your Lordship stands mee scape but one more charge And on my life I le set your life at large Mont. Said like a D'Ambois and if now I die Sit ioy and all good on thy victorie Fights and fals downe Mon. Farewell I hartily forgiue thee Wife And thee let penitence spend thy rest of life Hee giues his hand to Cler. and his Wife Cler. Noble and Christian Tam. O it breakes my heart Cler. And should for all faults found in him before These words this end makes full amends and more Rest worthy soule and vvith it the deare spirit Of my lou'd Brother rest in endlesse peace Soft lie thy bones Heauen be your soules abode And to your ashes be the earth no lode Musicke and the Ghost of Bussy enters leading the Ghost of the Guise Monsieur Cardinall Guise and Shattilion they dance about the dead body and Exeunt Cler. How strange is this the Guise amongst these spirits And his great Brother Cardinall both yet liuing And that the rest vvith them vvith ioy thus celebrate This our reuenge This certainely presages Some instant death both to the Guise and Cardinall That the Shattilians Ghost to should thus ioyne In celebration of this iust reuenge With Guise that bore a chiefe stroke in his death It seemes that now he doth approue the act And these true shadowes of the Guise and Cardinall Fore-running thus their bodies may approue That all things to be done as here wee liue Are done before all times in th' other life That Spirits should rise in these times yet are fables Though learnedst men hold that our sensiue spirits A little time abide about the graues Of their deceased bodies and can take In colde condenc't ayre the same formes they had When they were shut vp in this bodies shade Enter Aumall Aum. O Sir the Guise is slaine Cler. Auert it Heauen Aum. Sent for to Councill by the King an ambush Lodg'd for the purpose rusht on him and tooke His Princely life who sent in dying then His loue to you as to the best of men Cler. The worst and most accurst of things creeping On earths sad bosome Let me pray yee all A little to forbeare and let me vse Freely mine owne minde in lamenting him I le call yee straight againe Aum. We will forbeare and leaue you free sir Exeunt Cler. Shall I liue and hee Dead that alone gaue meanes of life to me There 's no disputing with the acts of Kings Reuenge is impious on their sacred persons And could I play the worldling no man louing Longer then gaine is reapt or grace from him I should suruiue and shall be wondred at Though in mine owne hands being I end with him But Friendship is the Sement of two mindes As of one man the soule and body is Of which one cannot seuer but the other Suffers a needfull separation Descend Ren. Coun. Ren. I feare your seruant Madame let 's descend Cler. Since I could skill of man I neuer liu'd To please men worldly and shall I in death Respect their pleasures making such a iarre Betwixt my death and life when death should make The consort sweetest th' end being proofe and crowne To all the skill and worth wee truely owne Guise O my Lord how shall I cast from me The bands and couerts hindring me from thee The garment or the couer of the minde The humane soule is of the soule the spirit The proper robe is of the spirit the bloud And of the bloud the body is the shrowd With that must I beginne then to vnclothe And come at th' other Now then as a ship Touching at strange and farre remoued shores Her men a shore goe for their seuerall ends Fresh water victuals precious stones and pearle All yet intentiue when the master cals The Ship to put off ready to leaue all Their greediest labours lest they there be left To theeues or beasts or be the Countries slaues So now my master cals my ship my venture All in one bottome put all quite put off Gone vnder saile and I left negligent To all the horrors of the vicious time The farre remou'd shores to all vertuous aimes None fauouring goodnesse none but he respecting Pietie or man-hood Shall I here suruiue Not cast me after him into the sea Rather then here liue readie euery houre To feede theeues beasts and be the slaue of power I come my Lord Clermont thy creature comes Hee Kils himselfe Enter Aumal Tamyra Charlotte Aum. What lye and languish Clermont Cursed man To leaue him here thus hee hath slaine himselfe Tam. Misery on misery O me wretched Dame Of all that breath all heauen turne all his eyes In harty enuie thus on one poore dame Char. Well done my Brother I did loue thee euer But now adore thee losse of such a friend None should suruiue of such a Brother With my false husband liue and both these slaine Ere I returne to him I le turne to earth Enter Renel leading the Countesse Ren. Horror of humane eyes O Clermont D'Ambois Madame wee staid too long your seruant 's slaine Coun. It must be so he liu'd but in the Guise As I in him O follow life mine eyes Tam. Hide hide thy snakie head to Cloisters flie In pennance pine too easie t is to die Cler. It is In Cloisters then let 's all suruiue Madame since wrath nor griefe can helpe these fortunes Let vs forsake the world in which they raigne And for their wisht amends to God complaine Count. T is fit and onely needfull leade me on In heauens course comfort seeke in earth is none Exeunt Enter Henry Espernone Soissone and others Hen. Wee came indeede too late which much I rue And would haue kept this Clermont as my crowne Take in the dead and make this fatall roome The house shut vp the famous D'Ambois Tombe Exeunt FINIS {non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} ●c ●●possibile est ●●n cognoscere ●●entem ac vo●●nt atem pri●●quam in Ma●●stratibus appa●●t ●●pho Antig. Quo molliu● gunt eoscr● Exit Simil
to him through all his Guard Guise About it then my worthy Baligny And bring vs the successe Bal. I will my Lord Exeunt Tamyra sola Tamy. Reuenge that euer red sitt'st in the eyes Of iniur'd Ladies till we crowne thy browes With bloudy Lawrell and receiue from thee Iustice for all our humors iniurie Whose wings none flye that Wrath or Tyrannie Haue ruthlesse made and bloudy Enter here Enter O enter and though length of time Neuer le ts any scape thy constant iustice Yet now preuent that length Flye flye and here Fixe thy steele foot-steps Here O here where still Earth mou'd with pittie yeelded and embrac'd My Loues faire figure drawne in his deare bloud And mark'd the place to show thee where was done The cruell'st murther that ere fled the Sunne O Earth why keep'st thou not as well his spirit To giue his forme life No that was not earthly That rarefying the thinne and yeelding ayre Flew sparkling vp into the Sphaere of fire Whence endlesse flames it sheds in my desire Here be my daily pallet here all nights That can be wrested from thy riuals armes O my deare Bussy I will lye and kisse Spirit into thy bloud or breathe out mine In sighes and kisses and sad tunes to thine She sings Enter Mont sur Mont. Still on this hant Still shall adulterous bloud Affect thy spirits Thinke for shame but this This bloud that Cockatrice-like thus thou brood'st To dry is to breede any quench to thine And therefore now if onely for thy lust A little couer'd with a vaile of shame Looke out for fresh life rather then witch-like Learne to kisse horror and with death engender Strange crosse in nature purest virgine shame Lies in the bloud as lust lyes and together Many times mixe too and in none more shamefull Then in the shamefac't Who can then distinguish Twixt their affections or tell when hee meetes With one not common Yet as worthiest Poets Shunne common and plebeian formes of speech Euery illiberall and affected phrase To clothe their matter and together tye Matter and forme with Art and decencie So worthiest women should shunne vulgar guises And though they cannot but flye out for change Yet modestie the matter of their liues Be it adulterate should be painted true With modest out-parts what they should doe still Grac'd with good show though deedes be ne'er so ill Tamy. That is so farre from all yee seeke of vs That though your selues be common as the ayre We must not take the ayre wee must not fit Our actions to our owne affectons But as Geometricians you still say Teach that no lines nor superficies Doe moue themselues but still accompanie The motions of their bodies so poore wiues Must not pursue nor haue their owne affections But to their husbands earnests and their iests To their austerities of lookes and laughters Though ne'er so foolish and iniurious Like Parasites and slaues fit their disposures Mont. I vsde thee as my soule to moue and rule me Tamy. So said you when you woo'd So Souldiers tortur'd With tedious sieges of some wel-wall'd Towne Propound conditions of most large contents Freedome of Lawes all former gouernment But hauing once set foote within the Wals And got the reynes of power into their hands Then doe they tyrannize at their owne rude swindges Seaze all their goods their liberties and liues And make aduantage and their lusts their lawes Mons. But loue me and performe a Wifes part yet With all my loue before I sweare forgiuenesse Tamy. Forgiuenesse that grace you should seeke of mee These tortur'd fingers and these stab'd-through armes Keepe that law in their vvounds yet vnobseru'd And euer shall Mons. Remember their deserts Tam. Those vvith faire warnings might haue beene reform'd Not these vnmanly rages You haue heard The fiction of the North winde and the Sunne Both vvorking on a Traueller and contending Which had most power to take his cloake from him Which when the Winde attempted hee roar'd out Outragious blasts at him to force it off That vvrapt it closer on When the calme Sunne The Winde once leauing charg'd him vvith still beames Quiet and feruent and therein was constant Which made him cast off both his cloake and coate Like vvhom should men doe If yee vvish your Wiues Should leaue dislik'd things seeke it not vvith rage For that enrages vvhat yee giue yee haue But vse calme warnings and kinde manly meanes And that in Wiues most prostitute will winne Not onely sure amends but make vs Wiues Better then those that ne'er led faultie liues Enter a Souldier Sould. My Lord Mons. How now vvould any speake with me Soul I Sir Mons. Peruerse and traiterous miscreant Where are your other fellowes of my Guard Haue I not told you I will speake with none But Lord Renel Sould. And t is hee that stayes you Mons. O is it he T is well attend him in I must be vigilant the Furies haunt mee Doe you heare dame Enter Renel with the Souldier Ren. Be true now for your Ladies iniur'd sake Whose bountie you haue so much cause to honour For her respect is chiefe in this designe And therefore serue it call out of the vvay All your confederate fellowes of his Guard Till Monsieur Baligny be enter'd here Sould. Vpon your honour my Lord shall be free From any hurt you say Ren. Free as my selfe Watch then and cleare his entrie Sould. I will not faile my Lord Exit Souldier Ren. God saue your Lordship Mons. My noblest Lord Renel past all men welcome Wife vvelcome his Lordship Osculatur Ren. I much ioy in your returne here Tamy. You doe more then I Mons. Shee 's passionate still to thinke we euer parted By my too sterne iniurious Ielousie Ren. T is well your Lordship will confesse your errour In so good time yet Enter Baligny with a Challenge Mons. Death Who haue wee here Ho! Guard Villaines Bal. Why exclaime you so Mons. Negligent Trayters Murther murther murther Bal. Ye' are mad Had mine entent beene so like yours It had beene done ere this Ren. Sir your intent And action too was rude to enter thus Bal. Y' are a decaid Lord to tell me of rudenesse As much decaid in manners as in meanes Ren. You talke of manners that thus rudely thrust Vpon a man that 's busie with his Wife Bal. And kept your Lordship then the dore Ren. The dore Mont. Sweet Lord forbeare Show show your purpose sir To moue such bold feete into others roofes Bal. This is my purpose sir from Clermont D'Ambois I bring this Challenge Mon. Challenge I le touch none Bal I le leaue it here then Ren. Thou shalt leaue thy life first Mont. Murther murther Ren. Retire my Lord get off Hold or thy death shall hold thee Hence my Lord Bal. There lye the Chalenge They all fight and Bal driues in Mont Ren. Was not this well handled Exit Mont. Bal. Nobly my Lord All thankes Exit Bal. Tamy I le make him
dispute more vp and see th' euent Exeunt Ladyes Make the Guard sure Renel and then the doores Command to make fast when the Earle is in Exit Ren. The blacke soft-footed houre is now on wing Which for my iust wreake Ghosts shall celebrate With dances dire and of infernall state Exit Enter Guise Guise Who sayes that death is naturall vvhen nature Is with the onely thought of it dismaid I haue had Lotteries set vp for my death And I haue drawne beneath my trencher one Knit in my hand-kerchiefe another lot The word being Y' are a dead man if you enter And these words this imperfect bloud and flesh Shrincke at in spight of me their solidst part Melting like snow within mee with colde fire I hate my selfe that seeking to rule Kings I cannot curbe my slaue Would any spirit Free manly Princely wish to liue to be Commanded by this masse of slauerie Since Reason Iudgement Resolution And scorne of what we feare will yeeld to feare While this same sincke of sensualitie swels Who would liue sinking in it and not spring Vp to the Starres and leaue this carrion here For Wolfes and Vultures and for Dogges to teare O Clermont D'Ambois wert thou here to chide This softnesse from my flesh farre as my reason Farre as my resolution not to stirre One foote out of the way for death and hell Let my false man by falshood perish here There 's no way else to set my true man cleere Enter Messenger Mess. The King desires your Grace to come to Councill Guise I come It cannot be hee will not dare To touch me with a treacherie so prophane Would Clermont now were here to try how hee Would lay about him if this plot should be Here would be tossing soules into the skie Who euer knew bloud sau'd by treacherie Well I must on and will what should I feare Not against two Alcides against two And Hercules to friend the Guise will goe He takes vp the Arras and the Guard enters vpon him hee drawes Guise Holde murtherers They strike him downe So then this is confidence In greatnes not in goodnes wher is the king The king comes in sight with Es. Sois others Let him appeare to iustifie his deede In spight of my betrai'd wounds ere my soule Take her flight through them and my tongue hath strength To vrge his tyrannie Hen. See sir I am come To iustifie it before men and God Who knowes with what wounds in my heart for woe Of your so wounded faith I made these wounds Forc't to it by an insolence of force To stirre a stone nor is a rocke oppos'd To all the billowes of the churlish sea More beate and eaten with them then was I With your ambitious mad Idolatrie And this bloud I shed is to saue the bloud Of many thousands Guise That 's your white pretext But you will finde one drop of bloud shed lawlesse Will be the fountaine to a purple sea The present lust and shift made for Kings liues Against the pure forme and iust power of Law Will thriue like shifters purchases there hangs A blacke Starre in the skies to which the Sunne Giues yet no light will raine a poyson'd shower Into your entrailes that will make you feele How little safetie lies in treacherous steele Hen. Well sir I le beare it y'haue a Brother to Bursts with like threates the skarlet Cardinall Seeke and lay hands on him and take this hence Their blouds for all you on my conscience Exit Guise So sir your full swindge take mine death hath curb'd Clermont farewell O didst thou see but this But it is better see by this the Ice Broke to thine owne bloud which thou wilt despise When thou hear'st mine shed Is there no friend here Will beare my loue to him Aum. I will my Lord Guise Thankes with my last breath recommend me then To the most worthy of the race of men Dyes Exeunt Enter Monts and Tamyra Mont. Who haue you let into my house Tam. I none Mont. T is false I sauour the rancke bloud of foes In euery corner Tam. That you may doe well It is the bloud you lately shed you smell Mont. Sdeath the vault opes The gulfe opens Tam. What vault hold your sword Clermont ascends Cler. No let him vse it Mont. Treason murther murther Cler. Exclaime not t is in vaine and base in you Being one to onely one Mont. O bloudy strumpet Cler. With what bloud charge you her it may be mine As well as yours there shall not any else Enter or touch you I conferre no guards Nor imitate the murtherous course you tooke But single here will haue my former challenge Now answer'd single not a minute more My brothers bloud shall stay for his reuenge If I can act it if not mine shall adde A double conquest to you that alone Put it to fortune now and vse no ods Storme not nor beate your selfe thus gainst the dores Like to a sauage vermine in a trap All dores are sure made and you cannot scape But by your valour Mont. No no come and kill mee Cler. If you will die so like a beast you shall But when the spirit of a man may saue you Doe not so shame man and a Noble man Mont. I doe not show this basenesse that I feare thee But to preuent and shame thy victory Which of one base is base and so I le die Cler. Here then Mon. Stay hold one thought hath harden'd me He starts vp And since I must afford thee victorie It shall be great and braue if one request Thou wilt admit mee Cler. What 's that Mont. Giue me leaue To fetch and vse the sword thy Brother gaue mee When he was brauely giuing vp his life Cler. No I le not fight against my brothers sword Not that I feare it but since t is a tricke For you to show your backe Mont. By all truth no Take but my honourable othe I will not Cler. Your honourable othe plaine truth no place has Where othes are honourable Tam. Trust not his othe Hee will lie like a Lapwing when shee flyes Farre from her sought nest still here t is shee cryes Mont. Out on thee damme of Diuels I will quite Disgrace thy braues conquest die not fight Lyes downe Tam. Out on my fortune to wed such an abiect Now is the peoples voyce the voyce of God Hee that to wound a vvoman vants so much As hee did mee a man dares neuer touch Cler. Reuenge your wounds now madame I resigne him Vp to your full vvill since hee will not fight First you shall torture him as hee did you And Iustice wils and then pay I my vow Here take this Ponyard Mont. Sinke Earth open Heauen And let fall vengeance Tam. Come sir good sir hold him Mont. O shame of women whither art thou fled Cler. Why good my Lord is it a greater shame For her then you come I will be the bands You vs'd to her prophaning her