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Queen Catharine, or, The ruines of love a tragedy, as it is acted at the New Theatre in Little-Lincolns-Inn-Field by His Majesty's servants / written by Mrs. Pix.
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Pix, Mary, 1666-1720.
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Wing P2331; ESTC R38010
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Queen Catharine OR THE Ruines of Love A TRAGEDY As it is Acted at the New THEATRE in Little-Lincolns-Inn-Field BY His MAJESTY's Servants Written by Mrs. Pix LONDON Printed for William Turner at the White Horse without and Richard Basset at the Mitre within Temple-Bar MDCXCVIII To the Honourable Mrs COOK of Norfolk Madam DID not some of the brightest and best our Sex can boast of Incourage Attempts of this kind the snarling Cynicks might prevail and cry down a diversion which they themselves participate though their ill Nature makes them grumble at their Entertainment but when they shall see this Glorious name in the Front when they shall know a Lady belov'd by Heaven and Earth Mistress of all Perfections the bounteous Powers give or human nature is Capable to receive when I say they understand you protect and like Innocent Plays they must Acquiesce and be forc't to own so much goodness cannot choose amiss Queen Catharine who tasted the Vicissitudes of Fate will now forget her sufferings and under such a Noble Patroness remain fixt in lasting Glory and if my weak Pen has fail'd in the Character of that Great Princess now I 've made her an ample recompense for where cou'd I have found a Lady of a more illustrious descent or more Celebrated for her Vertues The name of Cary Graces all our English Chronicles and is adorn'd with the greatest Honours yet that Noble stock did ne'er produce a lovelier branch than your fair self and as if Heaven Correspondent to our wishes design'd you its peculiar blessings you are given to a Gentleman of whom we may venture to say he merits even you Oh! may you appear many many succeeding years the bright Examples of Conjugal Affection and shame that bare-fac'd Vice out of Countenance which breaks the Marriage Vows without a blush May you still remain blest in each other pleas'd to see your Beauties and your Vertues renewed in your Charming Race whilst the admiring World shall wonder at your happiness and reform in hopes to obtain some of those blessings May every thing contribute to your continual satisfaction and amongst your more solid Joys give me leave Madam to hope this trifle may find a vacant hour when you will deign to peruse it and be so good to forgive the Authors presumption in laying it at your feet I cou'd not without a plain Contradiction to the History punish the Instruments that mademy Lovers unhappy but I know your Ladyship will trace Richard the Third into Bosworth Field and find him there as wretched as he made Queen Catharine I dare not add more knowing how unworthy all I have said or can say is of you therefore shall only reiterate my Prayers for your lasting Happiness and beg to subscribe my self Madam The humblest of your Ladyships admirors and Most obedient Servant Mary Pix PROLOGUE Spoken by Mr. Batterton 'T IS grown so hard a Task to please the Town We scarce can tell what Prologue will go down But right or wrong a Prologue must be writ A dull one sometimes may divert the Pit Substantial dullness does as well as wit For if you laugh what matter whence the mirth Whether from plenty of the Wit or dearth A heavy English Tale to day we show As e'er was told by Hollingshead or Stow Shakespear did oft his Countries worthies chuse Nor did they by his Pen their Lustre lose Hero's revive thro' him and Hotspur's rage Doubly adorns and animates the Stage But how shall Woman after him succeed And what excuse can her presumption plead Who with enervate voice dares wake the mighty dead To please your martial men she must despair And therefore Courts the favour of the fair From huffing Hero's she hopes no relief But trusts in Catharine's Love and Isabella's grief EPILGOUE Written by Mrs. Trotter Spoken by Miss Porter WHat Epilogues are made for who can tell 'T were worth the pains to write and speak'em well If they cou'd gain your favour for bad Plays But by their merit you 'll condemn or praise 'T is but a form no matter then by whom Or what is said and therefore I am come I who no partial Voice can hope t' engage No graces of my own nor of the Stage But tho' I cannot yet expect to move Or merit either your applause or love Sure practising so young I may improve That 's all I come for what 's the Play to me And since I 'm here I think I 'll let you see What you 're to hope I may hereafter be Come a short taste of some Heroick now But do not trust me no for if you do By all the furies and the flames of Love By Love which is the hottest burning Hell I 'll set you both on fire to blaze for ever How was that done I 'll swear it pleases me And tho' I came careless of your decree If favouring or against our Tragedy Methinks I'm now grown tender of its fate Who knows but I may come to act Queen Kate. THE Actors Names Edward the Fourth Mr. Scudamore Duke of Clarence Mr. Verbruggen Duke of Gloucester Mr. Arnold Earl of Warwick Mr. Kynnaston Malavill Mr. Bayly Citizens Guards c.  Owen Tudor Mr. Batterton Lord Dacres Mr. Freeman Sir James Thyrrold Mr. Thurmond WOMEN Queen Catharine Mrs. Barry Isabella her Ward Mrs. Bracegirdle Esperanza Woman to Isabella Mrs. Martin Ladies of Honour  ACT the First Scene the First Enter Edward IV. Duke of Gloucester Earl of Warwick and several Lords as rising from Council Edw. NOble are your resolves my worthy Friends Yes we will meet again this Warlike Queen Who wields her self the Sword and gives the Distaff To the Effeminate and Holy Henry My Lord of Warwick Guide and Father now Ever Unconquer'd leader of the War You saw your Eyes beheld the fall of York Made a short promise to his mounting spirit That you wou'd still assist his daring Sons The dying Hero at the assurance smil'd Pleas'd and secur'd he left this Earth to us With Warwick on our side what Foe can shock us So Guarded even Gyants to our Souls Appear like Infants and can move no terrour Shall then a Woman a rash giddy Woman Oppose the Force and Arm of Hercules O Vanity Warw. Vain are indeed these Words go Royal Edward Pour on the fairer Sex thy Oily speeches Joyn'd with thy goodly Person there they can't Fail of Success but give me trust not flattery The rule of Sacred Justice be thy word As well in virtue as in name be King And then if I forsake thee may this Arm To which I owe the Power of executing Your Noble Orders in the dusty field Be lost and all the Courage that inspires it Edw. I 'm hush'd the talking Genius now is silent List'ning to those great Oracles you utter Enter Clarence War Here comes Clarence like a Bridegroom drest My Lord of Gloucester I believe these gay Princes Think we rough Fellows were only made To tug for them for