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A11262	The lamentable tragedie of Locrine, the eldest sonne of King Brutus discoursing the warres of the Britaines, and Hunnes, with their discomfiture: the Britaines victorie with their accidents, and the death of Albanact. No lesse pleasant then profitable. Newly set foorth, ouerseene and corrected, by VV.S.; Locrine	W. S., fl. 1595.; Peele, George, 1556-1596, attributed name.; Greene, Robert, 1558?-1592, attributed name.; Marlowe, Christopher, 1564-1593, attributed name.	1595 (1595)	STC 21528; ESTC S106301	33,390	79

Iniurious fortune hast thou crost me thus Thus in the morning of my victories Thus in the prime of my felicitie To cut me off by such hard ouerthrow Hadst thou no time thy rancor to declare But in the spring of all my dignities Hadst thou no place to spit thy venome out But on the person of yoong Albanact I that ere while did scare mine enemies And droue them almost to a shamefull flight I that ere while full lion-like did fare Amongst the dangers of the thick throngd pikes Must now depart most lamentably slaine By Humbers trecheries and fortunes spights Curst be their charms damned be her cursed charms That doth delude the waiward harts of men Of men that trust vnto her fickle wheele Which neuer leaueth turning vpside downe O gods O heauens allot me but the place Where I may finde her hatefull mansion I le passe the Alpes to watry Merae Where fierie Phoebus in his charriot The wheels wherof are dect with Emeraldes Cast such a heate yea such a scorching heate And spoileth Flora of her checquered grasse I le ouerrun the mountaine Caucasus Where fell Chimaera in her triple shape Rolleth hot flames from out her monstrous panch Scaring the beasts with issue of her gorge I le passe the frozen Zone where ysie flakes Stopping the passage of the fleeting shippes Do lie like mountaines in the congeald sea Where if I finde that hatefull house of hers I le pull the fickle wheele from out her hands And tie her selfe in euerlasting bands But all in vaine I breath these threatnings The day is lost the Hunnes are conquerors Deoon is slaine my men are done to death The currents swift swimme violently with blood And last O that this last night so long last My selfe with woundes past all recouery Must leaue my crowne for Humber to possesse Strum. Lord haue mercy vpon vs masters I think this is a holie day euerie man lies sleeping in the fields but God knowes full sore against their wills Thra. Flie noble Albanact and saue thy selfe The Scithians follow with great celeritie And ther 's no way but fight or speedie death Flie noble Albanact and saue thy selfe Sound the alarme Alba. Nay let them flie that feare to die the death That tremble at the name of fatall mors Neuer shall proud Humber boast or brag himselfe That he hath put yoong Albanact to flight And least he should triumph at my decay This sword shall reaue his maister of his life That oft hath sau'd his maisters doubtfull life But oh my brethren if you care for me Reuenge my death vpon his traiterous head Et vos queis domus ect nigrantis regia ditis Qui regitis rigido stigios moder amine lucos Nox caeci regina poli furialis Erinnis Diique de aeque omnes Albanum tollite regem Tollite fluminis vndis rigidaque palude Nunc me fata vocant hoc condam pectore ferrum Thrust himselfe through Enter Trumpart O what hath he don his nose bleeds but oh I smel a foxe Looke where my maister lies master master Strum. Let me alone I tell thee for I am dead Trum. Yet one good good master Strum. I will not speake for I am dead I tel thee Trum. And is my master dead O sticks and stones brickbats and bones and is my master dead O you cockatrices and you bablatrices that in the woods dwell You briers and brambles you cookes shoppes and shambles come howle and yell With howling screeking with wailing and weeping come you to lament O Colliers of Croyden and rusticks of Royden and fishers of Kent For Strumbo the cobler the fine mery cobler of Cathnes towne At this same stoure at this very houre lies dead on the ground O maister theeues theeues theeues Strum. Where be they cox me tunny bobekin let me be rising be gone we shall be robde by and by Exeunt The 8. Act Enter Humber Hubba Segar Thrassier Estrild and the souldiers Hum. Thus from the dreadful shocks of furious Mars Thundring alarmes and Rhamnusias drum We are retyred with ioyfull victorie The slaughtered Troians squeltring in their blood Infect the aire with their carcasses And are a praie for euerie rauenous bird Estrild So perish they that are our enemies So perish they that loue not Humbers weale And mightie Ioue commander of the world Protect my loue from all false trecheries Hum. Thanks louely Estrild solace to my soule But valiant Hubba for thy chiualrie Declarde against the men of Albany Loe here a flowring garland wreath'd of bay As a reward for thy forward minde Set it on his head Hub. This vnexpected honor noble sire VVill prick my courage vnto brauer deeds And cause me to attempt such hard exploits That all the world shall sound of Hubbaes name Hum. And now braue souldiers for this good successe Carouse whole cups of Amazonian wine Sweeter then Nectar or Ambrosia And cast away the clods of cursed care VVith goblets crownd with Semeleius gifts Now let vs martch to Abis siluer streames That clearly glide along the Champane fields And moist the grassie meades with humid drops Sound drummes trumpets sound vp cheerfully Sith we returne with ioy and victorie The 3. Act Scene 1. Enter Ate as before The dumb show A Crocadile sitting on a riuers banke and a little Snake stinging it Then let both of them fall into the water Ate Scelera in authorem cadunt High on a banke by Nilus boystrous streames Fearfully sat the Aegiptian Crocodile Dreadfully grinding in her sharpe long teethe The broken bowels of a silly fish His back was armde against the dint of speare VVith shields of brasse that shind like burnisht gold And as he stretched forth his cruell pawes A subtill Adder creeping closely neare Thrusting his forked sting into his clawes Priuily shead his poison through his bones VVhich made him swel that there his bowels burst That did so much in his owne greatnesse trust So Humber hauing conquered Albanact Doth yeeld his glorie vnto Locrines sword Marke what ensues and you may easily see That all our life is but a Tragedie The 2. Scene Enter Locrine Guendoline Corineus Assaracus Thrasimachus Camber Locrine And is this true is Albanactus slaine Hath cursed Humber with his stragling hoste With that his armie made of mungrell curres Brought our redoubted brother to his end O that I had the Thracian Orpheus harpe For to awake out of the infernall shade Those ougly diuels of black Erebus That might torment the damned traitors soule O that I had Amphions instrument To quicken with his vitall notes and tunes The flintie ioynts of euerie stonie rocke By which the Scithians might be punished For by the lightening of almightie Ioue The Hunne shall die had he ten thousand liues And would to God he had ten thousand liues That I might with the arme-strong Hercules Crop off so vile an Hidras hissing heads But say me cousen for I long to heare How Albanact came by vntimely death Thrasi. After the

friends and so foorth the little god nay the desperate god Cuprit with one of his vengible birdbolts hath shot me vnto the heele so not onlie but also oh fine phrase I burne I burne and I burne a in loue in loue and in loue a ah Strumbo what has thou seen not Dina with the Asse Tom Yea with these eies thou hast seene her and therefore pull them out for they will worke thy bale Ah Strumbo hast thou heard not the voice of the Nightingale but a voice sweeter then hers yea with these eares hast thou heard them and therefore cut them off for they haue causde they sorrow Nay Strumbo kill thy selfe drowne thy selfe hang thy selfe sterue thy selfe Oh but then I shall leaue my sweet heart Oh my heart Now pate for thy maister I will dite an aliquant loue-pistle to her and then she hearing the grand verbositie of my scripture will loue me presently Let him write a litle and then read My penne is naught gentlemen lend me a knife I thinke the more haste the worst speed Then write againe and after read So it is mistresse Dorothie and the sole essence of my soule that the little sparkles of affection kindled in me towards your sweet selfe hath now increased to a great flame and will ere it be long consume my poore heart except you with the pleasant water of your secret fountaine quench the furious heate of the same Alasse I am a gentleman of good fame and name maiesticall in parrell comely in gate portlie Let not therefore your gentle heart be so hard as to despise a proper tall yoong man of a handsome life and by despising him not onlie but also to kill him Thus expecting time and tide I bid you farewell Your seruant Signior Strumbo Oh wit Oh pate O memorie O hand O incke O paper Well now I will send it away Trompart Trompart what a villaine is this Why sirra come when your maister calls you Trompart Trompart entring saith Anon sir Strumbo Thou knowest my prettie boy what a good maister I haue bene to thee euer since I tooke thee into my seruice Trom. I sir Strum. And how I haue cherished thee alwaies as if you had bene the fruit of my loines flesh of my flesh and bone of my bone Trom. I sir Strum. Then shew thy selfe herein a trustie seruant and carrie this letter to mistresse Dorothie and tell her Speaking in his eare Exit Trompart Strum. Nay maisters you shall see a marriage by and by But here she comes Now must I frame my amorous passions Enter Dorothie and Trompart Doro. Signior Strumbo well met I receiued your letters by your man here who told mee a pittifull storie of your anguish and so vnderstanding your passions were so great I came hither speedily Strum. Oh my sweet and pigsney the fecunditie of my ingenie is not so great that may declare vnto you the sorrowful sobs and broken sleeps that I suffred for your sake and therefore I desire you to receiue me into your familiaritie For your loue doth lie As neare and as nigh Vnto my heart within As mine eye to my nose My legge vnto my hose And my flesh vnto my skin Dor. Truly M. Strumbo you speake too learnedly for mee to vnderstand the drift of your mind and therfore tell your tale in plaine termes and leaue off your darke ridles Strum. Alasse mistresse Dorothie this is my lucke that when I most would I cannot be vnderstood so that my great learning is an inconuenience vnto me But to speake in plaine termes I loue you mistresse Dorothie if you like to accept me into your familiaritie Dor. If this be all I am content Turning to the people Strum. Saist thou so sweet wench let me lick thy toes Farwell mistresse If any of you be in loue prouide ye a capcase full of new coined wordes and then shall you soone haue the succado de labres and something else Exeunt The first Act. Scene 4. Enter Locrine Guendoline Camber Albanact Corineus Assaracus Debon Thrasimachus Locrine Vncle and princes of braue Britany Since that our noble father is intombd As best beseemd so braue a prince as he If so you please this day my loue and I Within the temple of Concordia Will solemnize our roiall marriage Thra. Right noble Lord your subiects euery one Must needs obey your highnesse at commaund Especially in such a cause as this That much concerns your highnesse great content Locr. Then frolick lordings to fair Concords wals Where we will passe the day in knightly sports The night in dauncing and in figured maskes And offer to God Risus all our sports Exeunt The 2. Act Scene 1. Enter Atey as before after a litle lightning and thundring let there come forth this show Perseus and Andromeda hand in hand and Cepheus also with swords and targets Then let there come out of an other doore Phineus all blacke in armour with Aethiopians after him driuing in Perseus and hauing taken away Andromeda let them depart Ate remaining saying Ate Regit omnia numen When Perseus married faire Andromeda The onlie daughter of king Cepheus He thought he had establisht well his Crowne And that his kingdome should for aie endure But loe proud Phineus with a band of men Contriu'd of sun-burnt Aethiopians By force of armes the bride he tooke from him And turnd their ioy into a floud of teares So fares it with yoong Locrine and his loue He thinkes this marriage tendeth to his weale But this foule day this foule accursed day Is the beginning of his miseries Behold where Humber and his Scithians Approcheth nigh with all his warlike traine I need not I the sequel shall declare What tragicke chances fall out in this warre The 2. Scene Enter Humber Hubba Estrild Segar and their souldiers Hum. At length the snaile doth clime the highest tops Ascending vp the stately castle walls At length the water with continuall drops Doth penetrate the hardest marble stone At length we are arriued in Albion Nor could the barbarous Dacian soueraigne Nor yet the ruler of braue Belgia Staie vs from cutting ouer to this I le Whereas I heare a troope of Phrigians Vnder the conduct of Postumias sonne Haue pitched vp lordly pauillions And hope to prosper in this louely I le But I will frustrate all their foolish hope And teach them that the Scithian Emperour Leades fortune tied in a chaine of gold Constraining her to yeeld vnto his will And grace him with their regall diademe Which I will haue maugre their treble hoasts And all the power their pettie kings can make Hubba If she that rules faire Rhamnis golden gate Graunt vs the honour of the victorie As hitherto she alwaies fauourd vs Right noble father we will rule the land Enthronized in seates of Topace stones That Locrine and his brethren all may know None must be king but Humber and his sonne Hum. Courage my sonne fortune shall fauour vs And yeeld to vs the