be Carâ—…nia's pride to say To overcome him we askt no second day Scaena 2. Actus 4. Enter Amurath at one doore with Nobles Bajazet Enter at th' other Hatam richly attended they meet salute in dumbe shew Amurath ioynes the hands of the Prince and Princesse whilst this is solemnizing is sung to soft Musicke this Song following Song Thne O Hymen thine O shee Whose Beauties verse Calliope Sing to Marriage rites an Io Io to Hymen Thorus To thee Apollo is my sute Lend me a while thy silver Lute O what a woe it is to bring A Bride to Bed and never sing Io to Hymen When she 's old still seemes she young When she 's weke to her be strong Be Cyprus both and Paphos here Love sing with merry cheere Io to Hymen Am. You Gods of Marriage sacred Protectoresse Of lawfull propagations and blest Love Be most propitious to these grafted stemmes Drop dewing showers of genâ—…ration on them Thinke Sonne this day too prodigall of blessing As that had â—…uno taskt thee like Alcides To grapple with Stâ—…mphallides or clense Angelas stables or like the Trojan Boy Sit like a Shepheâ—…rd on Dardadias Hils Such a reward as this faire Queen repayres O thou hop'd future off-spring spare thy Parent Hurt not this tender wombe these Ivory worlds When you are borne O be within your limbes The Grandsire Amurath and fathers strength Line their faces Nature â—…ith their Mothers dye And let the Destinies marke the ensuring night In their Eternall Bookes with notes most white All. Grant it great Maâ—…omet Hâ—…tam Most awfull father and my honored Pâ—…inee Although it be enacted by the Heavens That in these bonds of marriage such curse Attends on Princes above private men That nor affection nor home-nourisht Love But â—…tate and policy must elect their Wives Which must be fetcht from Countries farre remote Yet the protecting Powers have such a care Both of their off-springs and their Kingdomes state That to what they ordaine they worke in us A suddaine willingnesse to make us obey For in this brest I doe already feele That there 's a kindling a Diviner heat Which disobedience never shall extinguish And if there be any felicity From these uâ—…ited Loves to be derived From the weake sexe into the husbands soule Then may my Lord make his affection sure To be repayd with unattainted Love In which a pritty peoplâ—… ye shall live Wiâ—… soft and yeilding curtesie in all He shall command my willing armes shall still Be ope t' enfold within a Wives embrace If any comfort else there be in store Which modesty keeps silent to it selfe Cause onely husbands and the night must know 't My Loyalty shall ever all performe And though my Lord should frown I le be the â—…ame Greene wood will burne with a continued flame Baiaz. Princesse our ardor is already fired Yet with no violent temerity Such as might feare it's short and soone decaying Thy vertue seemes so to exceed thy Sexe And wisdome so farre to out-pace thy yeares That surely Ptincesse soone maturity Argues in them hidden Divinity Expected Hymen here hath bound our hands And hearts with everlasting ligaments Fortunate both we are and have one blisse The want of which for ever doth infect With anxious cares the sweets of marriage Beds Our Parents benediction and consent They are the truest Hymens and should be To children the best marriage Deity Thus then attended with â—…uch sacred charmes Our last day of content shall never come Till we must part by th' unresisted doome With a pleas'd error we will age beguile All starres on us an aequall yoke must smile Amur. Now Lords who 'le dance A Turkish measure Ladies our nerves are shrunke And you now fixe the signe of age on me You who have bloud still flowing in your veynes Be nimble as an Hart Caper to the â—…phaeres O you are light that wrnt the weight of yeares Musicke Here Amurath â—…cends his Throne the rest set downe to dance Bajazet with Hatam c. the end of the dance all kneele Amurath begin an health a flourish with Cornets Amur. And health to our Bride and her father O Nobles would this wine were Christians blood But that it would Phrenetique humours breed And so infect our bâ—…aines with Superstition Enter Eurenoses with sixe Christian Maidens richly attyred their Haire hanging loose in their hands Câ—…ps of Gold with 〈◊〉 c. Euren. Auspitious fortunes to great Amurath To ope more springs unto this full tide of joy Know potent Emperor I from Europe bring Sixe daughters of sixe severall Kings Whose Cities we have equall'd to the ground And of their Pallaces did torches make To light their soules through the blacke Cave of death AcheroÌ„ Am. Describe good Captaine how the dogs were wearied Euren. So weary were they to indure to indure our swords That by impetuous mutiny themselves Turn'd on each other slew their Maisters Childrens own hands tore out their fathers throats And each one strove who should be â—…laughtered first Here did a brother pash out a Brothers braines Some in stinking Quagmires and deepe Lakes Which they had made t' avoyd their excrements Ran quicke and in the lake lay buried Am. Goon Executioner of our most just wrath Eâ—… Nor did it leave till death it selfe was weary Murder grew faint and each succeeding day Shewed us the slaughter of the day before 'Mongst carkasses and funerals we stood Denying those that liv'd such Ceremonies As iâ—… their Temples to the Indian Gods With prayers and vowes they dayly offred Nor destiny nor cruelty ere left Till they had nothing to worke upon For of so many soules that breath'd These sixe are all remain'd which as a Pledge Of my best service to your Majesty I here am bold to yeeld an offer Am. Nor shall this present bâ—… unrecompenced For thy true service on thee â—…e bestow All the rich guifts which all these Asian Lords Bâ—…ought to adore these happy Nuptials On you faire Bride great Princesse and our Daughter Doe we bestow theâ—…e Virgins daughters to Kings For your attendâ—…nce Hat We are too much bound unto our Princely Father Am No Daughter no! we hope thou art the spring From whence shall flow to all the world a King â—…Captaines and Lords to morrow we must meet To thinke of our rebelliious sonne in Law Be this time all for comfort and delight Short wedding dayes make it seeme long to night Exeunt â—…mn Scaena 3. Actus 4. Enter Lazarus and Cobelitz bringing the dead body of Sesmenos Lâ—…z Here set we downe our miserable load O 〈◊〉 with whom is 't that we fight With Lydiaâ—… Lyons and Hyrcaniaâ—… Beares Which grinde us dayly in their ravenous teâ—…th The Tyrant as it were destâ—…uctions Enginere Helpe Nature to destroy the worlds frame quickly Cob. Alas my Lord that needs not every day Is a sufficient heâ—…per to decay Great workman who art sparing in thy strength To bring things to perfectioâ—… aâ—… to oretâ—…rne All
THE COVRAGIOVS TVRKE OR AMVRATH the First A Tragedie Written by THOMAS GOFFE Master of Arts and Student of Christ-Church in OXFORD and Acted by the Students of the same House LONDON Printed by B. ALSOP and T. FAVVCET for RICHARD MEIGHEN 1632. TO THE NO LESSE HOnoured then Deserving Sir WALTER TICHBORNE Knight SIR THis with another Tragedy intituled â—… heraging Turke the issue of one mans braine are now come forth together from the Presse neerer allyed even as Twins in this their second birth They are full of Glory Strength and indeed full of what not that beautifies The more apt to bâ—… soyled opposed and disgra ced the rather because the Author ha's made Exit hence The intent and use of Dedication as I have observed is to no other end then that ignorance and spite sworne Enemies to ingenuity should know vpon their dull or envious dislikes whether to repayre â—…nd receive reformation The â—…atherlesse felâ—…ow-Orphan to this work râ—…steth safe under the protection of your most noble Brother my much honoured Friend Sir Richard Tichborne Knight and Baronet Now for these reasons and that I might not make them strangers by remote fosterings but especially standing to you most worthy Sir equally engaged I this to you Present and Dedicate Together tendring the Love and vnfained acknowledgements of Your most embounden Servant RICHARD MEIGHEN TO THE AVTHOR IN THAT Transcribing his Book without his knowledge I was bound by promise to stand to his pleasure to keepe it orburne it I Will not praise this Worke 't were labor lost Rich Pearles best praise themselves nor will I boast To be possest of more than Indians wealth That were the way to loose't since I my selfe Dâ—…strust my selfe in keeping it and stand In feare of robbing by some envious hand Rob'd of it said I Alas that fate were just Since I am found first theefe to you who durst Vnbidden thus Ransacke your pretious store This magazine of wit so choyce nay more Steale from the chariot of the glorious Sunne This heavenly fire what shall I say 't is done I doe confesse the inditement pitty then Must be my surest Advocate 'mongst men None can abate the rigor of the Law But the Law-giver but methoughts I saw Or hop'd I saw some watry beames of Mercy Breake glimpsing forth of your imperious eyâ—… O let me beg reprive your pardon may By due observance come another day Here low I tender'd backe to bid the doome By promise bound to him to him with whom I would not breake for all rich Tagus sands Now he the Prisoner at your mercy stands Ergo ibit in igneâ—… Hoc opus aeternum ruet tot bella tot Enses In Cineres dabit hâ—…r a nocens The Prologue VVâ—…re not our present subject mixâ—… with seare 'T would much affâ—…ight us to see all yâ—…u heere One would suffice us or no Auditor Each to hiâ—…selfe an ampâ—…e Theater Let rude Plâ—…bejans thinke so bâ—…t we know All judgments here from the same Spring doe flow All here have but one câ—…nsure all one brest All sonnes of the same Mother but the rest We preâ—…ccupate their Censure and 〈◊〉 What after may be said not to be well As in most decent Garments you may see Some gracious Ornaments inweavâ—…d bee Which serve for litâ—…le use but on some day Destin'd to please himselfe the wearer may Without a blush put on when his best friends Intend to visit him so our hope intends The sacred Muses Progeny to greet Which under our Rooâ—…e now the tâ—…ird time meet We will not ope the booke to you and show A story word by word as it doth goe But give invention leave to undertake Of it's owne straines some benâ—…fit to make For though a Tragicke Pâ—…n may be confin'd Within a studies private Walles the mind Must be unbounded and with inventions steele Strike firâ—… from aliâ—…nt Flints So free we are from setâ—…ing any price On these our studied Vanities that advice Almost dâ—…dain'd the whispers of those â—…ngues Which private fiâ—…t though vented publike wrongs To the Patient Patient oft We 'il here begin To be alitle peremptoâ—…y oh that sinne Of wilfull indiscretion 't is no bayes To make us Garlands of our owne mouthes praiâ—…e Which who affâ—…ct may they so Lawrell lacke That slanders Thunder may behiâ—…d their backâ—… Blast them with Câ—…lumny for we vow thâ—…y deare Pay for their paines that give attention here And since it 's suffered with kind indulgence We hope that Kingly Parent 's our dâ—…fence Who would not have his dâ—…dling love be knowne But unto thoâ—…e had off spring of 〈◊〉 owne And for we are assured that here be No brâ—…ines so curst with blacke sterilitie But of 〈◊〉 nature they can freely call Biâ—…ths more mature and Caelestiall Their studâ—…es â—…ssue they like kindest Mothers With tendâ—…r hands will swath the limbâ—… of others THE ARGVMENT A Suppos'd Victory by AMVRATH Obtain'd in Greece where many captives taâ—…e One among the rest IRENE conquers him For taken with her love he sounds retreat Eternally from Warre but after mov'â—… With murmur of his Nobles in her Bed Before his Councels face strikes off her head Then ruinating former bloudy brâ—…yles He straight ore ' comes all Christian Provinces Invades the Confines of his Sonne in Law Fires Caramania and makes Aladin With 's Wife and Children suppliant for their lives At length appointed his greatest Field to fight Vpon Cassanae's Plaines where having got A wondrous Conquest 'gainst the Christians Comes the next morne to overview the dead ' Mâ—…ngst whom a Christian Captaine Cobelitz Lying wounded there at sight of Amurath Rising and staggering towards him desperately With a short dagger wounds him to the heart And then immediately the Christian dyes The Turke expiring Bajazet his Heyre Strangles his younger brother Thus still springs The Trâ—…gick sport which Fâ—…rtune makes with Kings The Actors AMVRATH LALA SCHAHIN Tutor to Amurath EVRENOSES CHASE ILLIBEGGE two Turkish Captaines COBELITZ a Christian Captaine LAZARVS the Despot or Governour of Servia SASMENOS Governour of Bulgaria ALADIN Sonne in Law to Amurath and King of Caramania Two Lords with ALADIN Two Embassadors BAIAZET Eldest Sonne to Amurath IACYL Youngest Sonne to Amurath CARâ—…ADIN BASSA A Governor under the Turke For the Maske Iupiter Iune Mars Venus Apollo Pallas Neptune Cupid Hector Achil. Alex. Phil. Women Actors EVâ—…ORPHE Concubine to Amurath MENTHE An attendant on Eumorphe HATYN Daughter to the Lord of Phrygia married to Baiazet ALDINES Wife Two little Boyes with her Mutes Men Christians taken given to Amurath for Ianizaries Sixe Christian Maidens presented to Hatun supposed to be Kings Daughters THE COVRAGIOVS TVRKF OR AMVRATH the first Actus I. Scaena I. Enter asfrom Warre Lala-Schahin at one doore with 〈◊〉 Musicke Souldiers a March Enter to him at 〈◊〉 â—…ther doore Amurath in State with Eumorphe his Concubine attendanâ—…s â—… and Lâ—… Amurath BE dumb those now harsh notes our 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Shall never be acquainted with
know my hate which saw me dote but now Schahin 〈◊〉 Captaines ho Scaena 5. Actus 2. Enter Schahin Eâ—…renoses Châ—…se-Illibegge Our Tutor Eurenoses Captaines welcome Gallants I call you to a spectacle My breast too narrow to hoard up any joy Nay gaze here Gentlemen give Nature thanks For framing such an excellent sence as Sight Whereby such objects are injoy'd as this Which of you now imprison not your thought In envioâ—…s and silent policy Scab My Lord to whatsoever you shall propose My sentence shall be free Euren. And mine Chase-Il And mine Am. Which of you then dare chalenge to himself Such a pathetique a Praerogative So stoically â—…evered from affection That had he suâ—…h a Creature as lyeth here One at whom Nature her selfe stood amazed One whom thâ—…se lofty extaâ—…ies of Poets Should they decay here 't must not barely dump Their dull inventions with similitudes Taken from Sunne Moone Vâ—…olets Roses And when their raptures at a period stand A silent admiration must supply Onely name her and she is all describ'd Hyperbole of women Colour it selfe Is not more pure and incontaminate Sleep doates on her and grasps her eye-lids close The sky it selfe hath onely so much blew As the azure in her veiâ—…es bends by reflexe Here 's breath that would those vapors purifie Which from Avernus choakes the flying Birds Here 's heat would tempt the numb'd Atkenian Though all his bloud with age were conjealed yce Now which of you all is so temperate That did he find this Iewel in his Bed Vnlesse an Eunuch could refraine to grapple And dally with her Come Speake freely all Sâ—…a Truly my Lord I came of mortall Parents And much confesse me subject to desires Freely injoy your Love That were she mine I surely would doe no lesse Amur. What sayth Eurenâ—…ses Euren. My Lord I â—…ay That they may raile at light that nere saw day But had I such a Creature by my side Were the world twice enlarged and all that world Orecome by me all volumes writ Made cleane and fild up by Rhetorique straines Of my great deeds Historians should spend Their Inke and Paper in my sole Chronicle A thousand such alluring idle charmes Could not conjure me from betwixt her armes Amur. Your sentence Chase 〈◊〉 Beg Chas. What need your Grace depend upon our breath I vow my Lord if all those scrupulous things Which burden us with praecepts so praecise Those Parents which when they are married once And past their strength of yeares thinke their sonnes â—…traight Should be as old in every thing as they I say my Lord did my head weare a Crowne That Queen should be the chiefest jem t' adorne it Spite of all hate that 's an unhappy state When Kings must feare to love least subjects hate Amur. Wel spoke three Milk-sops Sâ—…hahin Your Sword Now now be valour in this manly arme Scahin gives him â—… Sword To cut off troupes of thoughts that would invade me Thinke you my minde is waxie to be wrought By any fashion Orchâ—…nes thy strength Here doe I wish as did that Emperour That all the heads of that inticing Sexe Were upon hers thus then should one full stroake Mow them all off Heere Amurath cuts off Eumorphes head shewes it to the Nobles There kisse now Captaines doe and clap her cheeke This is the face that did so captive me These were the lookes that so bewitcht mine eyes Here be the lips that I but for to touch Gave over Fortune Victory Fame and all These were two lying mirrors where I lookt And thought I saw a world of happineâ—…e Now Tutor shall our swords be exercised In ripping up the breasts of Christians Say Generals Whether is first All. For Thracia Amurath On then for Thracia for he surely shall That conquers first himselfe soone conquer all Exeunt omnes Actus III. Scaena I. Enter Cobelitz solus Cobelitz Thou sacred guider of the arched Heavens Who canst collect the scattering starres and fixe The Erratique Planet in the constant Pole O why shouldst thou take such solicitous care To keepe the ayre and Elements in course That Winter should uncloth our Mother Earth And wrap her in a winding sheet of snow That then the spring duly revives her still Vnlinds her sinews fils her cling'd up veynes With living dew and makes her young againe Next that the Nemean terror breathes her flames To parch her flaxie haires with furious heat Which to allay too thou op'st the Chataracts And watereth the worlds Gardens with blest drops Canst thou which canst sustain the ponderous world And keepst in true poize securely sleepe Letting a Tyrant which with a Philip thus Thou mightest sinke to Earth to baffle thee A warrier in thy Fields I long have beene To see if in thy sacred providence Thou meanst to arme me with thy thunder-bolt Yet yet it strikes not now he Gyant-wise He dares thee againe pardon our earnest zeale What ere 's decreed for man by thy behost He must performe and in obedience rest Thou like Spectators when they doe behold An hardy youth encountring with a Beare Or something terrible then they give a shout So dost thou even applaud thy selfe to see Religion striving with Calamity Which while it often beares and still rests true It 's fence 'gainst all that after shall ensue Turke I le oppose thee still Heaven has decreed That this weake hand shall make that tyrant bleed A man religious firme and strongly good Cannot o th' suddaine be nor understood Exit Scaena 2. Actus 3. Enter Amurath in Armes Schahin Captaines Souldiers Amurath Rise Soule injoy the prize of thy brave worth Scahin the Present that thou so profest Should from the City of Orestias Make proud our eyes then tell me hast thou slaine A thousand superstitious Christian soules Make them stoope to us O I would bath my hands In their warme bloud to make them supple Schahin That they may weild more Speares our hands are dull Our furie 's patient now will I be a Turke And to our Prophets altars doe I vow That to his yoke I will all necks subdue Or in their throates my bloudy sword imbrew Here Schahin calls in his souldiers and each of them presents to Amurath the head of a dead Christian. Sâ—…ah Then King to adde fresh oyle unto thy hate And make it raise it selfe a greater flame See here these Christians heads thus still shall fall Before thy fatall hand these impioâ—…s slaves So long as number 's wanting to the sand So long as day shall come with Sunne and night Be spangled with the twilight dawning starres Whilst floods shall fall into the Ocean Shall Christians tremble at Turkes thundring stroakes Amurat. Soam I Amurath the great King of Turkes O how it glads me thus to pash theiâ—… braines To rend their lockes to teare these Infidels Who thundered when these heads were smitten off Starres I could reach you with my lofty hand 'T is well enough enough great Amurath For now I sit
thy best woâ—…kes thou usest suddaine force When mans aâ—… Eâ—…rio and first conâ—…eived How long 't is ere he see his native light Then borne with expectation for his growth Tenderly nourisht carefully brought up Growne to pâ—…rfection what a little thing Serves to call on his suddaine ruining Laz. Come Cobelitz mongst those demolisht stonâ—…s We 'll sit as Hecubâ—… at those Troyâ—…n Walles Our teares shall be false glasses to our eyes Through these we 'l looke and thinke we yet may see Our stately Pinacles and strong founded holds That which one houre can delapidate One age can scarce repaire Cob. No sir for nothing's hard To Nature when she meanes t'consume A thousand Oakes which time hath fixt i' th earth As Monuments of lasting memory Are in a moment turn'd to ashes all Things that rise â—…lowly take a suddaine fall Laz. What course now Cobelitz must we still be yoak To misery and murder We scarce have roome Vpon our bodies to receive more wounds And must we still oppose our selves to more Cob. Yes We are ready still a solid minde Must not be shakt with every blast of Winde Pollux nor Hercules had none other art To get them Mansions in the spangl'd Heavens Then a true firme resolve th' Aâ—…riatike Sea Shall from his currents with tempestuous blasts Be sooner heard than vertue from it's ayme Let us but thinke when we so many see Enjoying greater quiet than our selves How many have endur'd more misery Ilion Ilion what a fate hadst thou How fruitfull wert thou in matter for thy foe Thus we 'll delude our griefe make our selfe glad To think of miseries that others had Laz. I Captaine I they that furnisht thee With sentences of comfort never saw Their Cities burnt their Câ—…untries desolate 'T is easie for Physitians for to tell Advice to others when themselves are well Cob. Tush tush my Lord there 's on our side we know One that can both and will our weake hands gâ—…ide One that will strike and thunder Gyant then Looke for a dart we must not appoint when Meane while helpe for to convay this burden hencâ—… Turke though thy tyranny deny us graves Corruption will give them spite of thee Nor doe our corps such Tombes and Cavernes need For our owne flesh still our owne graves to breed And when the Earth receiveth not when they die Heavens Vault ouerwhelmeth them so their tombe's i th' skie Exeunt with a dead Truncke Scaena 4. Actus 4. Enter Aladin as flying an arrow through his arme wounded in his forehead his shâ—…eld stâ—…cke with darts with him two Nobles Alad. Besieged on every side Iconiâ—…m taken Entrencht within my foes my selfe must lye Wrapt in my Cities ruine Turkes come on 1. Nâ—…b Nay but my Lord meane you to meet your death Let 's hast our flight and trust more to our feet Then words or hands Alad. Why so much of our bloud Is already spilt as should the glittering Sunne Exhale it upward 't would obnubulate It 's luster else to fiery Meteors turne Some councell Lords he that 's amidst the Sea When every curled wave doth threat his death Yet trusts upon the oares of his owne armes And sometime the salt fome doth pitty him A Wolfe or Lyon that hath fild his gorge With bloudy prey at last will lye to sleepe And the unnaturalst creatures not forget Their love to those whom they do know their own My wife 's his Daughter siâ—…ce we canâ—…ot stand His â—…ury longer she shâ—…ll sâ—…age his wrath The boysterous Oceaâ—… whâ—…â—… no 〈◊〉 oppose Growth's 〈◊〉 is loâ—…t wheâ—…'t hath no foes 2. Noble Why then my Lord array your selfe in weeds Of a Petitioner take the Queene along And your two children they may move his eyes For desperate sores aske desperate remedies Alad Goe Lords goe fetch some straight O Heavens O fortune they that leane on thy crackt wheele And trust a Kingdomes power and domineere In a wall'd Pallace let them looke on me And thee Carmania greater instances The world affords not to demonstrate The fraile estate of proudest Potentates Of sturdiest Monarchies high Pinacles Are still invaded with the prouder winds They must endure the threats of every blast The tops of Caucasus and Pindus shake With every cracke of thunder humble Vaults Are nere toucht with a bolt ambiguous wings Hath all the state that hovers over Kings Enter the 2. Nobles with a winding sheet Aladin puts it on I I this vesture fits my miserie This badge of poverty must now prevaile Where all my Kingdomes power strength doth faile Why should not a propheticke soule attend On great mens persons and forewarne their ils Raging Bootes doth not so turmoile The Lybian ford as Fortune doth great hearts Beâ—…tona and Erynnis scourge us on Should wars and treasons cease why our owne weight Would send us to the Earth as spreading armes Make the huge trees in tempest for to split For as the slaughter-man to pasture goes And drags that Oxe home first whose Bulke is greatest The leane he still le ts feed disease takes hold On bodies that are pampered with best fare So doth all ruine chuse the fairest markes At which it bends and strikes it full of shafts Ambition made me now that eminent but And I that fell by mine owne strength muâ—…t rise By profest weaknesse Buckets full sinke downe Whilst empty ones danceith ' ayrâ—… and cannot drowne Come â—…ords he out oâ—… s way can never range Who is at fâ—…thest worst nere finds ill change Actus V. Scaena I. Enter at oâ—…e â—…ore Amurath with 〈◊〉 at thâ—…â—…ther doore Aladin his Wife two Chiâ—…dren â—…ll 〈◊〉 white sâ—…ets knâ—…le dowâ—…e to Amuratâ—… Aâ—…ur Our hate must not part thus I le tell thee Prince That thou hast kindled violent Aetna in our brest And such a flame is quencht with nought but blood His bloud whose hasty and rebellious blast Gave life unto the fire should Heaven threat us Knowes we dare not menace it are we not Amuratâ—… Whose awfull name is even trembled at So often dar'd by Pigmy Christians Which we will crush to ayre what haughty thought Buzz'd thy praesumptuous eares with such vain blasts To puffe thee into such impetuous acts Or what durst prompt thee with a thought so fraile As made thee covetous of so brave a death As this known hand should cause it know that throat Shall feele it strangled with some slave brought up To noâ—…ght but an Hangman thy last breath Torne from thee by a hand that 's worse than death Alad. Why then I le like the Roman Pompey hide My dying sight scorning Imperious lookes Should grace so base a stroake with sad aspect Thus will I muffle up and choake my groanes Least a griev'd teare should quite put out the name Of lasting courage in Carmanias fame Am. What still stiâ—…e necked Is this the truâ—…e you bâ—…g â—…prinkled before thy face those Rebâ—…ll Brats Shall have their braines and their dissected limâ—…es Hurld for a prey to