again to live to see her O bring me her Dull slave with reverence Let not the Sun be more out-worshipp'd by the tann'd Barbarian Tell her A bleeding Lover sent thee to her and name me if thou chance to see her smile Tha 'st not forgot my name A cup of Wine ready Hos. No my good Lord Canut Let me not spurn thee Go Fetch me some Wine wee l war a while with Love Fair Phaedra who in Corinth once was found compar'd to her as different they wo'd show as sable Ebony to Alpine Snow when first I saw her at the holy Altar Surely the gods more careful of her life then of a mass of souls brought me upon her and fix'd my soul to hers Let 's have some Musick Ent. Hofman But thou prevent'st us with a better sound The Accent of her Name strikes Musick dumb for she is Ayr of all perfection Her Name Hof Her three times sacred Name most Royal King is Cartesmunda a Religious Nun. Canut It needs no Epithite t' express the Name For Cartesmunda is the worlds bright frame I charge thee Villain strait conduct her to me Her sacred Name is Cartesmunda call'd O fairest soul I fear 't a harder Task to conquer thee than all the spacious Bounds of Barbary Had the gods none to take my glory from me but a weak woman O strange destin'd Fate Ten Worlds in Arms against Canutus State Enter Osrick and Cartesunda See the day breaks Look where Aurora comes and see the Mornings dew falls from her eyes begetting better Flowers than those of May from the glad ravish'd Earth O tell me Fayr Speak English Maid How camest thou to my sight What makest thou here Camest thou to murder me Cartis What all my friends have found but wretched I I seek for death to end my misery Canut But canst not find him for thou art immortal Death wud dye for thee if he even saw thee and for thy sake make blunt his Ebon dart Pray weep no more He prayes that might command We will not force the Jewel thou so prizest till thou bequeath it freely to my youth We are o th' Eagles kind and scorn to stoop to an ignoble Thought Sweet will you hear me 'T was King Canutus fetch'd that sigh you heard Still turn aside Well if you loathe me leave me there lyes your way Yet be advis'd Fond Maid No sooner shalt thou pass from forth my sight but the base Souldiers will lay hold on thee and what I value 'bove Religion will not be thus much there They 'l ravish thee and therefore prethee stay with tears I pray thee Thou frosty April woo't not love for love Doo 't then for Honor Pleasure Majesty Ungentle still Then get thee from my sight Go to the Woods and learn of wilder Beasts a little pitty You preserve chastity with a foul sin Ingratitude Goodnight Yet stay We are strangers We may kiss at parting Thou hast infus'd Promethean Fires into me I have two lives Yet none of them mine own Fair Cartesmunda If thou wilt be gone bid me Goodnight though in some Language that I understand not Cartes Goodnight My Lord Canut When shall I have thy Love Cartes When men shall cease to think there is a God or any thing more strange Alas great Prince My Chastity stands at the Bar above My Life I owe to you but not my Love Canut So young and full of grey hair'd Purity In vain I shoot against a wall of brass that sends mine own shafts back upon my self I must choose fitter time to conquer thee Lights and a double guard t' attend my Love Fairest Good rest be dutious in her keeping He wake with thought of thee and then with weeping Exeunt Manet Erkinwald Harold Captain Erk. The King is Love-sick Harold Joyn thy powers and round begir• this City Winchester Beset the wayes let not the English scape That stood the siege and sack of Winchester Har. I think there 's few escap'd the King is slain And England now submits toth ' conquering Dane Erk. Prince Alured the Brother to the King and Edmond Duke of Thetford both are scap'd and may raise powers afresh Therefore be careful Enter Elgina Har. Doubt not my Lord See here comes the Princes Ex. Erk. Madam I bring you dear commends from your great Brother England is won and the white flag of peace is rear'd upon the ruins of this City King Etheldred slain and great Canutus invested with his Crown and Dignity What conquest can be more Elg. That you subdue your thoughts and sir give ore till I have conference with the King Erk. And then you le love Elg. Till then I le love no other Enter two Souldiers dragging in Alured in disguise 1 Soul Drag him along he 's English and must dye Come forward sir Alu. Yee cannot fright me 't is my wish to die And I that seek it scoff your Tyranny O for fair Englands good and my lost powers Mine be the suffering and the glory yours Erk. What prisoner have our Danish Souldiers got 2 Sould. One of the straggling English my good Lord And now are leading him to have him tortur'd Erk. Let him come near us Say what art thou Whispers with Alured Elg. Some God I think disguis'd in humane shape come down to court us with bewitching looks There 's something tels me if my thoughts speak truth To thee I owe the pleasure of my youth Erk. Was that thy fortune ' thad been better far Th'adst fallen amongst thy friends in this dread war Then live to further shame Away and hang him Elg. Stay good my Lord Erk. Madam forbear the King hath sworn the deaths of all that bar'd his enterance to this City they scorn'd his profer'd peace and now must perish This may suffice Hee 's English and must dye Elg. If all the English perish then must I for I now know in England here was b•ed although descended of the Danish blood King 〈◊〉 my Father thirty years governed the one half of this famous Kingdom where I that time was born an English Princess Therefore I pray my Lord set this man free Let me bestow his life and liberty I le beg it of the King Erk. Madam t is yours go Souldiers drink this gold and let our word to you discharge your Prisoner 1. S•ul It shall my Lord wo'd we were rid of all the English thus Ex. Sould. Elg. Pray Sir resolve me what has your fortunes been Alu. The most of woes dear Princess I have liv'd to see my Country ruin'd my friends murdred My self condemn'd to die and but for you I had been dead that life I have's your due Elg. Comfort your self henceforth you shall be mine Attend this noble Lord 't is for your good Where mildness conquers we must shed no blood Erk. You are all compact of Love and Mercy Lady attend me sir and for this Princess sake we will prefer thee come beauteous Madam you now must leave the Tents to entertain
THE Love-sick KING An English Tragical History WITH The Life and Death of Cartesmunda the fair Nun of Winchester Written by Anth. Brewer Gent. LONDON Printed for Rob. Pollard at the Ben Ionson-head behind the Exchange and Iohn Sweeting at the Angel in Popes-head-Alley 1655. Persons of the Play Etheldred King of England slain Alured his Brother after disguised under the name of Eldred and at last King Canutus King of Denmark the Love-sick King The King of Scotland Edmond Duke of Thetford Edulf and Edell Lords 1 Captain 2. Captain Osbert the Rebel Duke of Mertia Erkinwald and Harrold Lords of Denmark Osrick Hoffman Huldrick Danes Walcolme a Scot The Abbot of Winchester Goodgift a Merchant of Newcastle Randal a Coal-Merchant brother to Goodgifts wife George Factor to Goodgift Thornton the Pedlar Grim the Collier Servant to Randal A Black-smith A Gold-smith A Workman 〈◊〉 Elgina Sister to Canutus King of Denmark Cartesm•nda the fair Nun of Winchester Wife to Goodgift after his widow The Scene England The Love Sick KING ACT. 1. SCEN. 1. Enter King Etheldred Alured his Brother Edmond Duke of Thetford Edulf Edell Earl of Hampshire with their Swords drawn and some Souldiers wounded before them Alarms continuing afar off King O Stay and hear me speak my noble Friends my Subjects and my Souldiers hear your King in nine set Battels •gainst the conquering Danes hath Ethelred with various fortunes fought to rescue you and England from the spoyls of War and Tyranny Recall your spirits this City Winchester is all our strength And if you cease to fight the Foe comes on With bloody rage and sad confusion Cap. 1. The breach is made the Danes rush ore the Walls and like the pent up Ocean 'bove his banks falls from his height with roaring violence and drowns us all in blood Alu. despair not quite We yet may beat 'em back arm arm to fight Edm. The Danes are in the streets slaughter begins and execution is their Souldiers words O will you lay your throats beneath their swords or doth your danger make you desperate your houses will be preys to fire and theft King Your Wives and Daughters slaves to Danish lust Alur Your Children in their Mothers arms struck dead Edm. The names of English torn from memory Oh let your valors in one chance be buil'd Or quite extirpe a Nation from the World King See on my knees I pray you for your selves O 't is for Englands safety not my own makes me a Subject to my Subjects thus pitty your King your Country and your selves that now are falling let your valors rise and in this last resist your enemies Alu. Now by my Princely birth my royal Brother His sight amazes more than all the Danes rise rise and speak no more put them away the stones will sooner yeeld you aid than they 2. Capt. Rip up our Brests and see our loyal hearts to fight and die for you in this just cause But death hath seized us all our bloods are wasted and through our many wounds our souls exhausted 1. Capt. And since we can no more O let your swords take swift revenge and save the Danes a labor In killing us you ease our present woes Alarm and cryes within Ent Edel Fly royal Princes save your lives by flight the day looks clouded there 's no hope of safety The traiterous Osbert Duke of Mertia makes Head against you and with all his Troops enters the City gates guards in the Danes tryumphs in slaughter thorough every street The aged Father of St. Swithins Abby that with his holy Cross between his hands mounted the Walls to cause the Souldiers on to fight for Freedom and Religion Seeing this Treason hath retir'd himself and on the holy Altar heaves his hands awaiting death the chast religious Mayds with Cartesmunda their fair Governess Flock to the Temple as their last defence Hoping that place may shield their innocence King Come Princely Alured my noble Brother le ts seek to stop their pressing through the City if we must die Alur 'T is but our Fate Which even till death close by thy side I le wait Exeunt Alarm Enter Osbert Erkinwald Harold and the Danes crying Kill kill the wounded Souldiers rise and fight to them the King Alured and the English who are driven out and the King slain Edm. Seek for your safety Sir the King is dead Alur See noble Edmond what the Danes have done a King by Heaven created for a Crown now onely made fit for a golden Urne betrayd to death and slaughter pittiless Edm. Curse on the Traitors heart that wrought this Treason rebellious Osbert that betrayest thy Country Alur Leave his reward to Heaven that will avenge it and brave Duke Edmond sith the times are such le ts take disguise with speed and seek for safety If Heaven be pleas'd brave Lord we yet may live if not what Heaven has given I le freely give Hie thee to Thetford raise thy friends in Norfolk If I escape with life I le post to Scotland Donald the King is of a noble spirit and will not slack I know to send his aide against this common Foe to both our Kingdoms There shalt thou meet me tho our journeys far Wee 'l once again renue this dreadful war Edm. Spoke like the hope of England Royal Prince shake hands in this red City and then part for in thy quarrell I will live and dye Alu. First bear hence this cold clay of Majesty our hapless Brother and revenge his death Edm. That and what else may but express thy Worth and Title to the Crown I le still pursue or may black infamy my baseness tell Alu. My soul shall quit thy love Brave Prince farewell Exeunt severally Alarm Enter Canutus K. of Denmark Elgina his Sister Erkinwald Osbert Harold Osrick Souldiers Osb. The Cities wone my Lord the King is slain and great Canutus with his Royal Troops may rake possession of this conquer'd Town Canu Thy love brave Osbert duke of Mertia revolting from the English to our part has overturn'd the City Winchester drown'd in the blood of Kingly Etheldred and all his Hoast Hie thee Duke Erkinwald conduct our beauteous Sister to our Tent You shall go back Elgina strongly guarded till with our swords we clear all passages that may oppose our peaceful enterance Stand on you Hill and hear the English crys While Trumpets sound the Da•ish Victories Conduct her Elkinwald Erk. I shall great Prince Elgi The Gods protect my noble Brothers safety and crown thy brows with wreathes of victory Canu Duke Harold take our Guards and march before ransack the Temple and each private house Who bears the name of English strike him dead This day the Kingdom 's wholly conquered Osb. Long may it so remain to great Canutus an hundred thirty years the English Kings have paid just Tribute to the conquering Danes which now re-conquered with assured hopes to hold possession of the State and Crown see here the slaughtered
my Squadron I dare undertake with my seven hundred Colliers in six days under ground to march to London they shall dig their way themselves too Rand. And know 't is two hundred miles Grim. That 's nothing I le march forty miles a day with 'em at pleasure there is no Pioneer to be compared to a Collier in his Coal-pit if you le have a dozen Cities as we go undermin'd and blown up give but every man a bushel of Apples to his Breakfast and you shall hear the wind roar and shake the ground like an Earthquake Thor Well sir wee'• try their valors go George get Armor ready and Grim get thou a Drum and Marshal 'em Grim. If you wo'd rake hell and Phlegitan Acaron and Barrathrum all those Low Countries cannot yeeld you such a company Tara ra ra ra ra O brave Master now for a company of conquering Colliers Come George Exit Thor Now would it please my Leige so far to grace his humble Subjects and their new built Town to take a homely Banquet we sho'd think 't were royal Neighborhood to heat our buildings Alu. We cannot be unkind though to your hurt we will dispense with our great hast so long and then from Banquets unto Battels fly Which Heaven we hope will guide successfully Exeunt Enter Harold Huldrick Osrick Captains and Lords of Denmark Hul Go let our Drums and Trumpets spight of fear thunder aloud i' th Air and tell Canutus his Captains do attend to speak with him he promis'd to come down Har. Yes down toth ' earth Hul And in the shameful ruins he prepares with lust and murder bury up his name he 's known by nothing but a large defame the City York for want of aid is lost and still the foe pursues if thus we stand to sooth him in this sin our conquest dies And we in blood must end our victories 'sfoot sound and call him Enter Hoffman Hof Give your attendance Lords the King is coming A flourish and Drums and Trumpets Hul 'T is time he sho'd he has been absent long And done his honor fame and Country wrong How did he take your reprehension Harold Har. It startled him at first but when with mildness he did appoint this general meeting to us to what good purpose it inclines I know not Osr. I hope the best see here he comes my Lord Florish Enter Canutus leading Cartesmunda richly attired and deckt with Iewels Hofman and Gentlemen attending Can. Where are our Vassals attend your charge and our delight with all your best of care and diligence or by those s•ars whose influence made me great you dye in Torments all let not the Sun extort from her bright Rayes to give him lustre or if inamor'd as we know he is unless the Alpes have frozen up his Flames Let him not on her smooth front dart his heat No not for all his glory or arched seat Omnes All health and honor to the great Canutus Can. Rise in our favor vail thy face my love we must not have thee seen too much by slaves Cap. Content attend the King and his fair love Osr. Long may she be the Mistriss of his youth Capt. And give him heaven on earth Har. And hell to boot S'death shall we flatter thus Can So now you crouch and fawn like daunted Curs that dare not look the Lion in the face Come Cartesmunda mount Canutus Throne Flourish Let me unvail thy face and tell me now which of you all that thus have tax'd my lightness cu'd if possest of such a Jem as this less value it then I What think'st thou Osrick Osr. I have not seen the like Can. Nor ever shall what Nature had in store was given to her And can one crown'd with such a heavenly weight Live and forgo this Center of delight Hul Let not these vain Affections Royal Lord sway you from reason thus Can. Ha! What is he Hul Do you not know me sir the time has been when in thy Battels Huldrick has been seen knee deep in blood cutting his way by force careless of life to free thy Royal person and does your Mightiness not know me now Then hear the news I bring to comfort you The Danes once stil'd by Names of Conquerors are now subdued and slain The King of Scots banded together with the English forces have late at York o'•ethrown our Garrisons and now to London march victoriously defacing all thy conquer'd Cities burn And in their falls the flames do rise so high They seem to light the Tapers of the skie And since Fames Trump which of• hath summon'd thee is not so potent asto draw thee forth thy honor bids me dare thee to the Field if thy high spirit be not extinct by Lust Let 's arm our selves for shame Can. Traytor thou hast deserved death ere thou dyest and this thy proud presume shall break thy neck for chasing our high blood O love thou art unjust I feel assaults far sharper in my breast then all the English Forces 'gainst this wall now love and honor with their opposite powers Afflicts my soul and with their vertuous strife Plead for my Love my Honor Fame and Life With this mans words my passions strongly move He for my honor speaks Honor but Love I am thy Martyr now and must go on For what is Honor but Addition Got in our pride of youth yet stay Canutus think of thy wonted Fame go on and conquer Give me my horse and I will quickly quell 'em Cartes What will Canutus do Can. O Cartesmunda with that heavenly voyce already I am chang'd stern War remains Kiss me and kiss me dead my best of Loves Osr. Hee 's chang'd agen Hul This Strumpets eye does sure bewitch him with her Sorcery I le not indure this shame Enter a Post Post Where is my Lord Can. Where thou shalt not be long What wouldst thou Villain Post Arm mighty Prince we have descried at hand the Horse and Ensigns of the English Army troop'd with their Leaders like the gods of War who in bright steel the fields do stoutly bear Can. And there seek that which thou vile Dog shalt have Comest thou to fright my Love Kills him Hul Do not expose a mighty Nation thus naked to the Tyranny of Lust Canutus Can. Traytor Hul As thou art great be just Let not • Strumpets love work all our Ruines the Enemie's at hand and from thy side I le force this painted Whore Car. Help me Canutus Hul What can you cry Can. Wer 't thou Ioves Mynion slave thou thus had'st dy'd Canutus runs at him catches her up in his arms and runs upon his sword Hul I le meet it thus And dying so my end is glorious Car. Oh I am slain Hul I have my happy wish then Welcome death I dyed Canutus to preserve thy breath Dyes Can. Sink down to hell What has my rashness done O Cartesmunda stay thy fainting breath Thou still shalt live with me in spight of death Car.