a crowne No thought haue being in my lordly brest That workes not euerie waie to win a crowne Deeds wordes and thoughts shall all be as a kings My chiefest companie shall be with kings And my deserts shall counterpoise a kings Why should not I then looke to be a king I am the marques how of Ireland made And will be shortly king of Ireland King of a mole-hill had I rather be Than the richest subiect of a monarchie Huffe it braue minde and neuer cease t' aspire Before thou raigne sole king of thy desire Exeunt Enter the Moore with Calipolis his wife Muly Mahamet his sonne and two others Moore Where art thou boy where is Calypolis O deadly wound that passeth by mine eie The fatall prison of my swelling heart O fortune constant in vnconstancie Fight earth-quakes in the intrailes of the earth And Easterne whirl-windes in the hellish shades Some foule contagion of the infected heauen Blast all the trees and in their cursed tops The dismall night rauen and tragike owle Breed and become fore-tellers of my fall The fatall ruine of my name and me Adders and serpents hisse at my disgrace And wound the earth with anguish of their stings Now Abdelmelee now triumph in Fesse Fortune hath made thee king of Barbary Caly. Alas my Lord what boots these huge exclaimes To aduantage vs in this distrest estate O pittie our perplext estate my Lord And turne all curses to submisse complaints And those complaints to actions of reliefe I faint my Lord and naught may cursing plaintes Refresh the fading substance of my life Moore Faint all the world consume and be accurst Since my state faints and is accurst Calyp. Yet patience Lord to conquere sorrowes so More What patience is for him that lacks his crowne There is no patience where the losse is such The shame of my disgrace hath put on wings And swiftly flies about this earthly ball Car'st thou to liue then fond Calypolis When he that should giue essence to thy soule He on whose glorie all thy ioy should stay Is soulelesse glorylesse and desperate Crying for battell famine sword and fire Rather then calling for reliefe or life But be content thy hunger shall haue end Famine shall pine to death and thou shalt liue I will go hunt these cursed solitaries And make the sword and target here my hound To pull downe lyons and vntamed beasts Exit Mah. Tush mother cherish your vnheartie soule And feede with hope of happines and ease For if by valor or by policie My kingly father can be fortunate We shall be Ioues commanders once againe And flourish in a three-fold happines Zareo His maiestie hath sent Sebastian The good and harmelesse king of Portugall A promise to resigne the roialtie And kingdome of Marocco to his hands But when this haughtie offer takes effect And workes affiance in Sebastian My gracious Lord warnd wisely to aduise I doubt not but will watch occasion And take her fore-top by the slenderest haire To rid vs of this miserable life Mah. Good madame cheere your selfe my Fathers wife He can submit himselfe and liue below Make shew of friendship promise vow and sweare Till by the vertue of his faire pretence Sebastian trusting his integritie He makes himselfe possessor of such fruits As grow vpon such great aduantages Calip. But more dishonor hangs on such misdeeds Than all the profit their returne can beare Such secret judgements hath the heauens imposde Vpon the drouping state of Barbarie As publike merites in such lewd attempts Hath drawne with violence vpon our heads Enter Muly Mahamet with lyons flesh vpon bis sworde Mu. Ma. Hold thee Calypolis feed and faint no more This flesh I forced from a lyonesse Meate of a princesse for a princesse meate Learne by her noble stomacke to esteeme Penurie plentie in extreamest dearth Who when she sawe her foragement bereft Pinde not in melancholy or childlish feare But as braue mindes are strongest in extreames So she redoubling her former force Rangde thorough the woodes and rent the breeding vaultes Of proudest sauages to saue her selfe Feede then and faint not faire Calypolis For rather than fierce famine shall preuaile To gnaw thy intrailes with her thornie teeth The conquering lyonesse shall attend on thee And laie huge heapes of slaughtered carcases As bulwarkes in her waie to keepe her backe I will prouide thee of a princely ospraie That as she flyeth ouer fish in pooles The fish shall turne their glistering bellies vp And thou shalt take thy liberall choice of all Ioues stately bird with wide commanding wings Shall houer still about thy princely head And beate downe fowle by sholes into thy lap Feede then and faint not faire Calypolis Calyp. Thankes good my Lord and though my stomacke be Too queasie to disgest such bloudie meate Yet strength I it with vertue of my minde I doubt no whit but I shall liue my Lord Moore Into the shades then faire Calypolis And make thy sonne and Negros here good cheere Feede and be fat that we may meete the foe With strength and terror to reuenge our wrong Enter Sebastian king of Portugall the Duke of Auero the duke of Barceles Leues de Silua Christophero de Tauera Sebast. Call forth those Moores those men of Barbarie That came with letters from the king of Fesse Exit one Ye warlike lords and men of chiualrie Honorable Embassadors of this high regent Harke to Sebastian king of Portugall These letters sent from your distressed Lord Torne from his throne by Abdilmelecs hand Strengthned and raisde by furious Amurath Imports a kingly fauor at our hands For aide to reobtaine his roiall seate And place his fortunes in their former height For quitall of which honorable armes By these his letters he doth firmely vow Wholy to yeeld and to surrender vp The kingdome of Maroccus to our hands And to become to vs contributarie And to content himselfe with the realme of Fesse These lines my Lords writ in extremitie Containe therefore but during fortunes date How shall Sebastian then beleeue the same Embas. Viceroies and most christian king of Portugall To satisfie thy doubtfull minde heerein Command forthwith a blasing brand of fire Be brought in presence of thy maiestie Then shalt thou see by our religious vowes And ceremonies most inuiolate How firme our soueraignes protestations are Beholde my Lord this bindes our faith to thee In token that great Muly Mahamets hand Hath writ no more than his stout heart allowes And will performe to thee and to thine heires We offer heere our hands into this flame And as this flame doth fasten on this flesh So from our soules we wish it may consume The heart of our great Lord and soueraigne Muly Mahamet king of Barbarie If his intent agree not with his wordes Sebast. These ceremonies and protestations Sufficeth vs ye Lordes of Barbarie Therefore returne this answere to your king Assure him by the honour of my crowne And by Sebastians true vnfained faith
noble Portugall Renowmd and honourd euer maist thou bee Triumpher ouer those that menace thee The hellish prince grim Pluto with his mace Ding downe my soule to hel and with this soule This sonne of mine the honor of my house But I performe religiously to thee That I haue holyly earst vndertane And that thy Lords and Captaines may perceiue My minde in this single and pure to be As pure as is the water of the brooke My dearest sonne to thee I doo ingage Receiue him Lord in hostage of my vow For euen my minde presageth to my selfe That in some slauish sort I shall beholde Him dragde along this running riuer shore A spectacle to dant the pride of those That climbe aloft by force and not by right The Moores sonne Nor can it otherwise befall the man That keeps his seate and scepter all in feare That weares his crowne in eie of all the world Reputed theft and not inheritance What title then hath Abdilmelec here To barre our father or his progenie Right roiall prince hereof you make no doubt Agreeing with your wholsome christian lawes Helpe then couragious Lord with hand and sword To cleere his waie whose lets are lawlesse men And for this deede ye all shall be renowmd Renowmd and chronicled in bookes of fame In bookes of fame and caracters of brasse Of brasse may beaten golde fight then for fame And finde the Arabian Muly Hamet here Aduenturous bold and full of rich reward Stuk. Braue boy how plaine this princely mind in thee Argues the height and honor of thy birth And well haue I obseru'd thy forwardnes Which being tendred by your maiestie No doubt the quarrell opened by the mouth Of this yong prince vnpartially to vs May animate and hearten all the hoast To fight against the deuill for Lord Mahamet Sebast. True Stukley and so freshly to my minde Hath this yong prince redus'd his fathers wrong That in good time I hope this honors fire Kindled alreadie with regard of right Bursts into open flames and cals for warres Warres warres to plant the true succeeding prince Lord Mahamet I take thy noble sonne A pledge of honor and shal vse him so Lord Lodowicke and my good Lord of Auero See this yong prince conuaide safe to Messegon And there accompanide as him fitteth best And to this warre prepare ye more and lesse This rightfull warre that Christians God will blesse Exeunt Actus 4. The presenter speaketh Now hardned is this haplesse heathen prince And strengthned by the armes of Portugall This Moore this murtherer of his progenie And warre and weapons now and bloud and death Wait on the counsels of this cursed king And to a bloudie banket he inuites The braue Sebastian and his noble peeres Enter to the bloudie banket In fatall houre ariu'd this peerelesse prince To loose his life his life and many liues Of lustie men couragious Portugals Drawen by ambitious golden lookes Let fame of him no wrongfull censure sound Honour was obiect of his thoughtes ambition was his ground Exit Enter Abdelmelec and his traine Abdilm. Now tell mee Celybin what doeth the enemie Celybin. The enemie dread lord hath left the towne Of Areil with a thousand souldiers armde To gard his fleet of thirteene hundred saile And mustering of his men before the wals He found he had two thousand armed horse And foureteene thousand men that serue on foot Three thousand pioners and a thousand cochmen Besides a number almost numberlesse Of drudges Negroes slaues and Muliters Horse-boies landresses and curtizans And fifteene hundred waggons full of stuffe For noble men brought vp in delicate Abdil. Alas good king thy fore-sight hath bin small To come with women into Barbarie With landresse with baggage and with trash Numbers vnfit to multiplie thy hoast Cely. Their paiment in the campe is passing slow And victuals scarce that many faint and die Abdilm. But whether marcheth he in all this hast Cely. Some thinkes he marcheth hetherward And meanes to take this citie of Alcazar Abdil. Vnto Alcazar O vnconstant chance Cely. The braue and valiant king of Portugall Quarters his power in foure batalians A-front the which to welcome vs withall Are sixe and thirtie roaring peeces plast The first consisting of light armed horse And of the garisons from Tangar brought Is lead by Aluaro Peres de Tauero The left or middle battell of Italians And Germane horse-men Stukley doth command A warlike Englishman sent by the pope That vainly cals himselfe Marques of Ireland Alonjo Aquilaz conducts the third That wing of Germaine souldiers most consists The fourth legion is none but Portugals Of whom Lodeuico Caesar hath the chiefest charge Besides there stand sixe thousand horse Brauely attirde prest where need requires Thus haue I tolde your roiall maiestie How he is plac'd to braue his fight Abdil. But where 's our nephew Muly Mahamet Cely He marcheth in the middle garded about With full fiue hundred hargubuze on foote And twice three thousand needlesse armed pikes Zareo. Great soueraigne vouchsafe to heare me speak And let Zareos counsell now preuaile Whilst time doth serue and that these Christians dare Approch the field with warlike Ensignes spread Let vs in hast with all our forces meete And hemme them in that not a man escape So will they be aduisde another time How they doo touch the shore of Barbarie Abdilm. Zareo heare our resolution And thus our forces we will first dispose Hamet my brother with a thousand shot On horse-backe and choice harguebuziers all Hauing ten thousand with speare and shield Shall make the right wing of the battell vp Zareo you shall haue in charge the left Two thousand argolets and ten thousand horse The maine battell of harguebuze on foot And twentie thousand horse-men in their troupes My selfe inuirond with my trustie' gard Of Ianizaries fortunate in warre And toward Arzil will we take our waie If then our enemie will balke our force In Gods name let him it will be his best But if he leuell at Alcazar wals Then beate him backe with bullets as thicke as haile And make him know and rue his ouersight That rashly seekes the ruine of this land Exeunt Enter Sebastian king of Portugall the Duke of Auero Stukley and others Sebast. Why tell me Lords why left ye Portugall And crost the seas with vs to Barbarie Was it to see the countrie and no more Or else to slay before ye were assaild I am ashamd to thinke that such as you Whose deeds haue bin renowmed heretofore Should slacke in such an act of consequence We come to fight and fighting vow to die Or else to win the thing for which we came Because Abdilmelec as pittying vs Sends messages to counsell quietnes You stand amaz'd and thinke it sound aduise As if our enemie would wish vs anie good No let him know we scorne his curtesie And will resist his forces what so ere Cast feare aside my selfe will leade the way And make a passage with my conquering sword
once That murthered his yonger brethren both But on this damned wretch this traitor king The Gods shal poure down showers of sharp reuenge And thus a matter not to you vnknowen I haue deliuered Yet for no distrust Of loyaltie my welbeloued friend But that the occasions fresh in memorie Of these encounters so may moue your mindes As for the lawfull true succeeding prince Ye neither thinke your liues nor honors deare Spent in a quarrell iust and honorable Bassa Such and no other we repute the cause That forwardly for thee we vndertake Thrice puisant and renowmed Abdilmelec And for thine honor safetie and crowne Our liues and honours frankly to expose To all the dangers that our warre attends As freely and as resolutely all As anie Moore whom thou commandest most Muly Xe. And why is Abdilmelec then so slow To chastise him with furie of the sword Whose pride doth swell to sway beyond his reach Follow this pride then with furie of reuenge Rub. Ar. Of death of bloud of wreake and deepe reuenge Shall Rubin Archis frame her tragicke songs In bloud in death in murther and misdeede This heauens mallice did begin and end Abdilm. Rubin these rights to Abdelmunens ghost Haue pearst by this to Plutos graue below The bels of Pluto ring reuenge amaine The furies and the fiends conspire with thee Warre bids me drawe my weapons for reuenge Of my deepe wrongs and my deare brothers death Muly Xe. Sheath not your swords you soulders of Amurath Sheath not your swords you Mores of Barbary That fight in right of your annointed king But follow to the gates of death and hell Pale death and hell to entertaine his soule Follow I saie to burning Phlegiton This traitor tyrant and his companies Bas Heaue vp your swords against these stony holds Wherein these barbarous rebels are inclosde Called for is Abdilmelec by the Gods To sit vpon the throne of Barbarie Abd. Ra. Bassa great thankes the honor of the Turks Forward braue Lords vnto this rightfull warre How can this battell but succesfull be Where courage meeteth with a rightfull cause Rub. Go in good time my best beloued Lord Succesfull in thy worke thou vndertakes Exit Enter the Moore in his Chariot attended with his sonne Pisano his captaine with his gard and treasure Moore Pisano take a cornet of our horse As many argolets and armed pikes And with our carriage march awaie before By Scyras and those plots of ground That to Moroccus leads the lower waie Our enemies keepe vpon the mountaine tops And haue incampt themselues not farre from Fesse Madame gold is the glue sinewes and strength of war And we must see our treasure may go safe Away Now boy what 's the newes Muly Mah. The newes my Lord is warre warre and reuenge And if I shall declare the circumstance T is thus Rubyn our vnkles wife that wrings her hands For Abdilmunens death accompanied With many dames of Fesse in mourning weeds Neere to Argier encountred Abdilmelec That bends his force puft vp with Amuraths aide Against your holds and castles of defence The yonger brother Muly Mahamet Seth Greets the great Bassa that the king of Turkes Sends to inuade your right and royall realme And basely beg reuenge arch-rebels all To be inflict vpon our progenie Moore Why boy is Amuraths Bassa such a bug That he is markt to do this doubtie deed Then Bassa locke the winds in wards of brasse Thunder from heauen damne wretched men to death Barre all the offices of Saturnes sonnes Be Pluto then in hell and barre the fiends Take Neptunes force to thee and calme the seas And execute Ioues iustice on the world Conuey Tamberlaine into our Affrike here To chastice and to menace lawfull kings Tamberlaine triumph not for thou must die As Philip did Caesar and Caesars peeres Muly Mah. The Bassa grosly flattered to his face And Amuraths praise aduancde aboue the sound Vpon the plaines the souldiers being spread And that braue gard of sturdie Ianizaries That Amurath to Abdilmelec gaue And bad him boldly be to them as safe As if he slept within a walled towne Who take them to their weapons threatning reuenge Bloudie reuenge bloudie reuengefull warre Moore Awaie and let me heare no more of this Why boy are we successours to the great Abdilmelec Descended from the Arabian Muly Zarif And shall we be afraide of Bassas and of bugs Rawe head and bloudie bone Boy seest here this semitarie by my side Sith they begin to bath in bloud Bloud be the theame whereon our time shall tread Such slaughter with my weapon shall I make As through the streame and bloudie chanels deepe Our Moores shall saile in ships and pinnaces From Tanger shore vnto the gates of Fesse Muly Mah. And of those slaughtered bodies shall thy sonne A huge towre erect like Nemrods frame To threaten those vniust and parciall Gods That to Abdallas lawfull seed denie A long a happie and triumphant raigne Sound an alarum within and enter a messenger Mes. Flie king of Fesse king of Moroccus flie Flie with thy friends Emperour of Barbary O flie the sword and furie of the foe That rageth as the ramping lyonesse In rescue of her yonglings from the beare Thy townes and holds by numbers basely yeeld Thy land to Abdilmelecs rule resignes Thy carriage and thy treasure taken is By Amuraths souldiers that haue sworne thy death Flie Amuraths power and Abdilmelecs threats Or thou and thine looke heere to breath your last More Villain what dreadfull sound of death flght Is this where with thou doest afflict our eares But if there be no safetie to abide The fauor fortune and successe of warre Away in hast roule on my chariot wheeles Restlesse till I be safely set in shade Of some vnhanted place some blasted groue Of deadly hue or dismall cypres tree Farre from the light or comfort of the Sunne There to curse heauen and he that heaues me hence To seeke as Enuie at Cecropes gate And pine the thought and terrour of mishaps Awaie Exit Actus secunda Scaena prima Alarum And then the presenter speaketh Now warre begins his rage and ruthlesse raine And Nemisis with bloudie whip in hand Thunders for vengeance on this Negro moore Nor may the silence of the speechless night Diuine Architects of murthers and misdeeds Of tragedies and tragicke tyrannies Hide or containe this barbarous crueltie Of this vsurper to his progenie Three ghosts crying Vindicta Hearke Lords as in a hollow place a farre The dreadfull shrikes and clamors that resound And sound reuenge vpon this traitors soule Traitor to kinne and kinde to Gods and men Now Nemisis vpon her doubling drum Moude with this gastly mone this sad complaint Larumes aloud into Alectos eares And with her thundering wakes whereas they lie In caue as darke as hell and beds of steele The furies iust impes of dire reuenge Reuenge cries Abdilmelecs grieued ghost And rouseth with the terror of this noise These nymphs of Erybus Wreake and