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A57763 The birth of Merlin, or, The childe hath found his father as it hath been several times acted with great applause / written by William Shakespear and William Rowley. Rowley, William, 1585?-1642?; Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616.; Birmingham Shakespeare Library. 1662 (1662) Wing R2096; ESTC R7261 41,256 56

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The DRAGON is your Emblem bear it bravely and so long live and ever happy styl'd Vter-Pendragon lawful King of Brittain Prince Thanks Edol we imbrace the name and title and in our Sheild and Standard shall the figure of a Red Dragon still be born before us to fright the bloody Saxons Oh my Aurelius sweet rest thy soul let thy disturbed spirit Expect revenge think what it would it hath The Dragon 's coming in his fiery wrath Exeunt ACT. 5. SCENE 1. Thunder then Musick Enter Ioan fearfully the Devil following her Ioan. HEnce thou black horror is thy lustful fire kindled agen not thy loud throated thunder nor thy adulterate infernal Musick shall e're bewitch me more oh too too much is past already Devil Why dost thou fly me I come a Lover to thee to imbrace and gently twine thy body in mine arms Ioan. Out thou Hell-hound Devil What hound so e're I be Fawning and sporting as I would with thee why should I not be stroakt and plaid withal will 't thou not thank the Lion might devour thee if he shall let thee pass Ioan. Yes thou art he free me and I le thank thee Devil Why whither wouldst I am at home with thee thou art mine own have we not charge of family together where is your son Ioan. Oh darkness cover me Devil There is a pride which thou hast won by me the mother of a fame shall never die Kings shall have need of written Chronicles to keep their names alive but Merlin none ages to ages shall like Sabalists Report the wonders of his name and glory While there are tongues and times to tell his story Ioan. Oh rot my memory before my flesh let him be called some hell or earth-bred monster that ne're had hapless woman for a mother sweet death deliver me hence from my sight why shouldst thou now appear I had no pride nor lustful thought about me to conjure and call thee to my ruine when as at first thy cursed person became visible Devil I am the same I was Ioan. But I am chang'd Devil Agen I le change thee to the same thou wert quench to my lust come forth by thunder led my Coajutors in the spoils of mortals Thunder Enter Spirit Claspe in your Ebon arms that prize of mine mount her as high as palled Hecate and on this rock I le stand to cast up fumes and darkness o're the blew fac'd firmament from Brittain and from Merlin I le remove her they ne're shall meet agen Ioan. Help me some saving hand if not too late I cry let mercy come Enter Merlin Mer. Stay you black slaves of night let loose your hold set her down safe or by th' infernal Stix I le binde you up with exorcisms so strong that all the black pentagoron of hell shall ne're release you save you selves and vanish Exit Spirit Devil Ha! What 's he Mer. The Childe has found his Father do you not know me Devil Merlin Ioan. Oh help me gentle son Mer. Fear not they shall not hurt you Devil Relievest thou her to disobey thy father Mer. Obedience is no lesson in your school nature and kind to her commands my duty the part that you begot was against kinde so all I ow to you is to be unkind Devil I le blast thee slave to death and on this rock stick thee an eternal Monument Mer. Ha ha thy powers too weak what art thou devil but an inferior lustful Incubus taking advantage of the wanton flesh wherewith thou dost beguile the ignorant put off the form of thy humanity and cral upon thy speckled belly serpent or I le unclasp the jaws of Achoron and fix thee ever in the local fire Devil Traitor to hell curse that I e're begot thee Mer. Thou didst beget thy scourge storm not nor stir the power of Merlins Art is all confirm'd in the Fates decretals I le ransack hell and make thy Thunder and Lighting in the Rock masters bow unto my spells thou first shall taste it Tenibrarum precis devitiarum infirorum Deus hunc Incubum in ignis eterni abisum accipite aut in hoc carcere tenebroso in sempeternum astringere mando the Rock incloses him So there beget earthquakes or some noisom damps for never shalt thou touch a woman more How chear you mother Ioan. Oh now my son is my deliverer yet I must name him with my deepest sorrow Alarum afar off Mer. Take comfort now past times are ne're recal'd I did foresee your mischief and prevent it hark how the sounds of war now call me hence to aid Pendragon that in battail stands against the Saxons from whose aid Merlin must not be absent leave this soyl and I le conduct you to a place retir'd which I by art have rais'd call'd Merlins Bower there shall you dwell with solitary sighs with grones and passions your companions to weep away this flesh you have offended with and leave all bare unto your aierial soul and when you die I will erect a Monument upon the verdant Plains of Salisbury no King shall have so high a sepulchre with pendulous stones that I will hang by art where neither Lime nor Morter shal be us'd a dark Enigma to the memory for none shall have the power to number them a place that I will hollow for your rest Where no Night-hag shall walk nor Ware-wolf tread Where Merlins Mother shall be sepulcher'd Exeunt Enter Donobert Gloster and Hermit Dono. Sincerely Gloster I have told you all My Daughters are both vow'd to Single Life and this day gone unto the Nunnery though I begot them to another end and fairly promis'd them in Marriage one to Earl Cador t'other to your son my worthy friend the Earl of Gloster Those lost I am lost they are lost all 's lost Answer me this then I st a sin to marry Hermit Oh no my Lord Dono. Go to then I le go no further with you I perswade you to no ill perswade you then that I perswade you well Gloster 'T will be a good Office in you sir Enter Cador and Edwin Dono. Which since they thus neglect my memory shall lose them now for ever See see the Noble Lords their promis'd Husbands had Fate so pleas'd you might have call'd me Father Edwin Those hopes are past my Lord for even this minute we saw them both enter the Monastery secluded from the world and men for ever Cador. 'T is both our griefs we cannot Sir but from the King take you the Times joy from us The Saxon King Ostorius slain and Octa fled that Woman-fury Queen Artesia is fast in hold and forc't to re-deliver London and Winchester which she had fortifi'd to Princely Vter lately styl'd Pendragon who now triumphantly is marching hither to be invested with the Brittain Crown Dono. The joy of this shall banish from my breast all thought that I was Father to two Children two stubborn Daughters that have left me thus Let my old arms embrace and
name my Wife my Queen Prince Ha! your wife Artes. Which you shall finde sir if that time and fortune may make my love but worthy of your tryal Prince Oh! Aurel. What troubles you dear Brother Why with so strange and fixt an eye dost thou behold my Joys Artes. You are not well sir Prince Yes yes oh you immortal powers why has poor man so many entrances for sorrow to creep in at when our sense is much too weak to hold his happiness Oh say I was born deaf and let your silence confirm in me the knowing my defect at least be charitable to conceal my sin for hearing is no less in me dear Brother Aurel. No more I see thou art a Rival in the Joys of my high Bliss Come my Artesia The Day 's most prais'd when 't is ecclipst by Night Great Good must have as great Ill opposite Prince Stay hear but a word yet now I think on 't This is your Wedding-night and were it mine I should be angry with least loss of time Artes. Envy speaks no such words has no such looks Prince Sweet rest unto you both Aurel. Lights to our Nuptial Chamber Artes. Could you speak so I would not fear how much my grief did grow Aurel. Lights to our Chamber on on set on Exeunt Manet Prince Prince Could you speak so I would not fear how much my griefs did grow Those were her very words sure I am waking she wrung me by the hand and spake them to me with a most passionate affection perhaps she loves and now repents her choice in marriage with my brother oh fond man how darest thou trust thy Traitors thoughts thus to betray thy self 't was but a waking dream wherein thou madest thy wishes speak not her in which thy foolish hopes strives to prolong A wretched being so sickly children play With health lov'd toys which for a time delay But do not cure the fit be then a man Meet that destruction which thou canst not flie From not to live make it thy best to die And call her now whom thou didst hope to wed Thy brothers wife thou art too ne're a kin And such an act above all name 's a sin Not to be blotted out heaven pardon me She 's banisht from my bosom now for ever To lowest ebbes men justly hope a flood When vice grows barren all desires are good Enter Waiting Gentlewoman with a Iewel Gent. The noble Prince I take it sir Prince You speak me what I should be Lady Gent. Know by that name sir Queen Artesia greets you Prince Alas good vertue how is she mistaken Gent. Commending her affection in this Jewel sir Prince She binds my service to her has a Jewel 't is a fair one trust me and methinks it much resembles something I have seen with her Gen. It is an artificial crab Sir Prince A creature that goes backward Gent. True from the way it looks Prince There is no moral in it aludes to her self Gent. 'T is your construction gives you that sir she 's a woman Prince And like this may use her legs and eyes two several ways Gent. Just like the Sea-crab which on the Mussel prayes whilst he bills at a stone Prince Pretty in troth prithee tell me art thou honest Gent. I hope I seem no other sir Prince And those that seem so are sometimes bad enough Gent. If they will accuse themselves for want of witness let them I am not so foolish Prince I see th' art wise come speak me truly what is the greatest sin Gent. That which man never acted what has been done Is as the least common to all as one Prince Dost think thy Lady is of thy opinion Gent. She 's a bad Scholar else I have brought her up and she dares owe me still Prince I 't is a fault in greatness they dare owe many e're they pay one but darest thou expose thy scholar to my examining Gent. Yes in good troth sir and pray put her to 't too 't is a hard lesson if she answer it not Prince Thou know'st the hardest Gent. As far as a woman may sir Prince I commend thy plainness when wilt thou bring me to thy Lady Gent. Next opportunity I attend you sir Prince Thanks take this and commend me to her Gent. Think of your Sea-crab sir I pray Exit Prince Oh by any means Lady what should all this tend to if it be Love or Lust that thus incites her the sin is horrid and incestuous if to betray my life what hopes she by it Yes it may be a practice 'twixt themselves to expel the Brittains and ensure the State through our destructions all this may be valid with a deeper reach in villany then all my thoughts can guess at however I will confer with her and if I finde Lust hath given Life to Envy in her minde I may prevent the danger so men wise By the same step by which they fell may rise Vices are Vertues if so thought and seen And Trees with foulest roots branch soonest green Exit ACT. 3. SCENE 1. Enter Clown and his Sister Clown COme sister thou that art all fool all mad-woman Ioan. Prithee have patience we are now at Court Clown At Court ha ha that proves thy madness was there ever any woman in thy taking travel'd to Court for a husband 'slid 't is enough for them to get children and the City to keep 'em and the Countrey to finde Nurses every thing must be done in his due place sister Ioan. Be but content a while for sure I know this Journey will be happy Oh dear brother this night my sweet Friend came to comfort me I saw him and embrac't him in mine arms Clown Why did you not hold him and call me to help you Ioan. Alas I thought I had been with him still but when I wak't Clown Ah pox of all Loger-heads then you were but in a Dream all this while and we may still go look him Well since we are come to Court cast your Cats eyes about you and either finde him out you dreamt on or some other for I le trouble my self no further Ent. Dono. Cador Edw. Toclio See see here comes more Courtiers look about you come pray view 'em all well the old man has none of the marks about him the other have both Swords and Feathers what thinkest thou of that tall yong Gentleman Ioan. He much resembles him but sure my friend brother was not so high of stature Clown Oh beast wast thou got a childe with a short thing too Dono. Come come I le hear no more on 't Go Lord Edwin tell her this day her sister shall be married to Cador Earl of Cornwal so shall she to thee brave Edwin if she 'l have my blessing Edwin She is addicted to a single Life she will not hear of Marriage Dono. Tush fear it not go you from me to her use your best skill my Lord and if you fail I have a trick shall
THE BIRTH OF MERLIN OR The Childe hath found his Father As it hath been several times Acted with great Applause Written by William Shakespear and William Rowley Placere cupio LONDON Printed by Tho. Iohnson for Francis Kirkman and Henry Marsh and are to be sold at the Princes Arms in Chancery-Lane 1662 Drammatis Personae The Scene BRITTAIN AVrelius King of Brittain Vortiger King of Brittain Vter Pendragon the Prince Brother to Aurelius Donobert a Nobleman and Father to Constantia and Modestia The Earl of Gloster and Father to Edwyn Edoll Earl of Chester and General to King Aurelius Cador Earl of Cornwal and Suitor to Constantia Edwyn Son to the Earl of Gloster and Suitor to Modestia Toclio and Oswald two Noblemen Merlin the Prophet Anselme the Hermit after Bishop of Winchester Clown brother to Ione mother of Merlin Sir Nichodemus Nothing a Courtier The Devil father of Merlin Ostorius the Saxon General Octa a Saxon Nobleman Proximus a Saxon Magician Two Bishops Two Saxon Lords Two of Edols Captains Two Gentlemen A little Antick Spirit Artesia Sister to Ostorius the Saxon General Constantia and Modestia Daughters to Donobert Ione Goe-too 't Mother of Merlin A Waiting-woman to Artesia Lucina Queen of the Shades The BIRTH of MERLIN OR The Childe hath found his Father ACTUS I. Enter Donobert Gloster Cador Edwin Constantia and Modestia Cador YOu teach me language sir as one that knows the Debt of Love I owe unto their Vertues wherein like a true Courtier I have fed my self with hope of fair Success and now attend your wisht consent to my long Suit Dono. Believe me youthful Lord time could not give an opportunity more fitting your desires always provided my Daughters love be suited with my Grant Cador. 'T is the condition sir her Promise seal'd Dono. I st so Constantia Constan. I was content to give him words for oathes he swore so oft he lov'd me Dono. That thou believest him Const. He is a man I hope Dono. That 's in the trial Girl Const. However I am a woman sir Dono. The Law 's on thy side then sha't have a Husband I and a worthy one Take her brave Cornwal and make our happiness great as our wishes Cador. Sir I thank you Glost. Double the fortunes of the day my Lord and crown my wishes too I have a son here who in my absence would protest no less unto your other Daughter Dono. Ha Gloster is it so what says Lord Edwin will she protest as much to thee Edwin Else must she want some of her Sisters faith Sir Modesta. Of her credulity much rather Sir My Lord you are a Soldier and methinks the height of that Profession should diminish all heat of Loves desires being so late employ'd in blood and ruine Edwin The more my Conscience tyes me to repair the worlds losses in a new succession Modest. Necessity it seems ties your affections then and at that rate I would unwillingly be thrust upon you a wife is a dish soon cloys sir Edwin Weak and diseased appetites it may Modest. Most of your making have dull stomacks sir Dono. If that be all Girl thou shalt quicken him be kinde to him Modesta: Noble Edwin let it suffice what 's mine in her speaks yours For her consent let your fair suit go on She is a woman sir and will be won Enter Toclio. Edwin You give me comfort sir Dono. Now Toclio Toclio. The King my honor'd Lords requires your presence and calls a Councel for return of answer unto the parling enemy whose Embassadors are on the way to Court Dono. So suddenly Chester it seems has ply'd them hard at war they sue so fast for peace which by my advice they ne're shall have unless they leave the Realm Come noble Gloster let 's attend the King it lies sir in your Son to do me pleasure and save the charges of a Wedding Dinner If you 'l make haste to end your Love affairs One cost may give discharge to both my cares Exit Dono. Glost. Edwin I 'le do my best Cador. Now Toclio what stirring news at Court Toclio. Oh my Lord the Court 's all fill'd with rumor the City with news and the Country with wonder and all the bells i' th' Kingdom must proclaim it we have a new Holy-day a coming Consta. A holy-day for whom for thee Toclio. Me Madam 'sfoot I 'de be loath that any man should make a holy-day for me yet In brief 't is thus there 's here arriv'd at Court sent by the Earl of Chester to the King a man of rare esteem for holyness a reverent Hermit that by miracle not onely saved our army but without aid of man o'rethrew the pagan Host and with such wonder sir as might confirm a Kingdom to his faith Edwin This is strange news indeed where is he Toclio. In conference with the King that much respects him Modest. Trust me I long to see him Toclio. Faith you will finde no great pleasure in him for ought that I can see Lady they say he is half a Prophet too would he could tell me any news of the lost Prince there 's twenty Talents offer'd to him that finds him Cador. Such news was breeding in the morning Toclio. And now it has birth and life sir if fortune bless me I 'le once more search those woods where then we lost him I know not yet what fate may follow me Exit Cador. Fortune go with you sir come fair Mistriss your Sister and Lord Edwin are in game and all their wits at stake to win the Set Consta. My sister has the hand yet we had best leave them She will be out anon as well as I He wants but cunning to put in a Dye Exit Cador Constan. Edwin You are a cunning Gamester Madam Modest. It is a desperate Game indeed this Marriage where there 's no winning without loss to either Edwin Why what but your perfection noble Lady can bar the worthiness of this my suit if so you please I count my happiness from difficult obtaining you shall see my duty and observance Modest. There shall be place to neither noble sir I do beseech you let this mild Reply give answer to your suit for here I vow if e're I change my Virgin name by you it gains or looses Edwin My wishes have their crown Modest. Let them confine you then as to my promise you give faith and credence Edwin In your command my willing absence speaks it Exit Modest. Noble and vertuous could I dream of Marriage I should affect thee Edwin oh my soul here 's something tells me that these best of creatures these models of the world weak man and woman should have their souls their making life and being to some more excellent use if what the sense calls pleasure were our ends we might justly blame great natures wisdom who rear'd a building of so much art and beauty to entertain a guest so far incertain so imperfect if onely speech distinguish us
seen this face before Ioan. It is enough though your ne're see me more sinks down Toclio. 'Sfoot she 's faln this place is inchanted sure look to the woman fellow Exit Clown Oh she 's dead she 's dead as you are a man stay and help sir Ioan Ioan sister Ioan why Ioan Go too 't I say will you cast away your self and your childe and me too what do you mean sister Ioan. Oh give me pardon sir 't was too much joy opprest my loving thoughts I know you were too noble to deny me ha Where is he Clown Who the Gentleman he 's gone sister Ioan. Oh! I am und one then run tell him I did but faint for joy dear brother haste why dost thou stay oh never cease till he give answer to thee Clown He which he what do you call him tro Ioan. Unnatural brother shew me the path he took why dost thou dally speak oh which way went he Clown This way that way through the bushes there Ioan. Were it through fire the Journey 's easie winged with sweet desire Exit Clown Hey day there 's some hope of this yet I le follow her for kindreds sake if she miss of her purpose now she 'l challenge all she findes I see for if ever we meet with a two leg'd creature in the whole Kingdom the Childe shall have a Father that 's certain Exit Loud Musick Enter two with the Sword and Mace Cador Edwin two Bishops Aurelius Ostorius leading Artesia Crown'd Constancia Modestia Octa Proximus a Magician Donobert Gloster Oswold Toclio all pass over the Stage Manet Donobert Gloster Edwin Cador Dono. Come Gloster I do not like this hasty Marriage Gloster She was quickly wooed and won not six days since arrived an enemy to sue for Peace and now crown'd Queen of Brittain this is strange Dono. Her brother too made as quick speed in coming leaving his Saxons and his starved Troops to take the advantage whilst 't was offer'd fore heaven I fear the King 's too credulous our Army is discharg'd too Gloster Yes and our General commanded home Son Edwin have you seen him since Edwin He 's come to Court but will not view the presence nor speak unto the King he 's so discontent at this so strange aliance with the Saxon as nothing can perswade his patience Cador. You know his humor will indure no check no if the King oppose it all crosses feeds both his spleen and his impatience those affections are in him like powder apt to inflame with every little spark and blow up all his reason Gloster Edol of Chester is a noble Soldier Dono. So is he by the Rood ever most faithful to the King and Kingdom how e're his passions guide him Enter Edoll with Captaine Cador. See where he comes my Lord Omnes Welcome to Court brave Earl Edol. Do not deceive me by your flatteries Is not the Saxon here the League confirm'd the Marriage ratifi'd the Court divided with Pagan Infidels the least part Christians at least in their Commands Oh the gods it is a thought that takes away my sleep and dulls my senses so I scarcely know you Prepare my horses I le away to Chester Capt. What shall we do with our Companies my Lord Edol. Keep them at home to increase Cuckolds and get some Cases for your Captainships smooth up your brows the wars has spoil'd your faces and few will now regard you Dono. Preserve your patience Sir Edol. Preserve your Honors Lords your Countries Safety your Lives and Lands from strangers what black devil could so bewitch the King so to discharge a Royal Army in the height of conquest nay even already made victorious to give such credit to an enemy a starved foe a stragling fugitive beaten beneath our feet so love dejected so servile and so base as hope of life had won them all to leave the Land for ever Dono. It was the Kings will Edol. It was your want of wisdom that should have laid before his tender youth the dangers of a State where forain Powers bandy for Soveraignty with Lawful Kings who being setled once to assure themselves will never fail to seek the blood and life of all competitors Dono. Your words sound well my Lord and point at safety both for the Realm and us but why did you within whose power it lay as General with full Commission to dispose the war lend ear to parly with the weakned foe Edol. Oh the good Gods Cador. And on that parly came this Embassie Edol. You will hear me Edwin Your letters did declare it to the King both of the Peace and all Conditions brought by this Saxon Lady whose fond love has thus be witched him Edol. I will curse you all as black as hell unless you hear me your gross mistake would make wisdom her self run madding through the streets and quarrel with her shadow death why kill'd ye not that woman Dono. Glost. Oh my Lord Edol. The great devil take me quick had I been by and all the women of the world were barren she should have died e're he had married her on these conditions Cador. It is not reason that directs you thus Edol. Then have I none for all I have directs me never was man so palpably abus'd so basely marred bought and sold to scorn my Honor Fame and hopeful Victories the loss of Time Expences Blood and Fortunes all vanisht into nothing Edwin This rage is vain my Lord what the King does nor they nor you can help Edol. My Sword must fail me then Cador 'Gainst whom will you expose it Edol. What 's that to you 'gainst all the devils in hell to guard my country Edwin These are airy words Edol. Sir you tread too hard upon my patience Edwin I speak the duty of a Subjects faith and say agen had your been here in presence What the King did you had not dar'd to cross it Edol. I will trample on his Life and Soul that says it Cador. My Lord Edwin Come come Edol. Now before heaven Cador. Dear sir Edol. Not dare thou liest beneath thy lungs Gloster No more son Edwin Edwin I have done sir I take my leave Edol. But thou shall not you shall take no leave of me Sir Dono. For wisdoms sake my Lord Edol. Sir I 'le leave him and you and all of you the Court and King and let my Sword and friends shuffle for Edols safety stay you here and hug the Saxons till they cut your throats or bring the Land to servile slavery such yokes of baseness Chester must not suffer Go and repent betimes these foul misdeeds For in this League all our whole Kingdom bleeds which I le prevent or perish Glost. See how his rage transports him Exit Edol. Capt. Cador. These passions set apart a braver soldier breathes not i' th' world this day Dono. I wish his own worth do not court his ruine The King must Rule and we must learn to obay True vertue shall direct the noble way
call you Sons for by the Honor of my Fathers House I 'le part my estate most equally betwixt you Edwin Cador. Sir y' are most noble Flor. Tromp Enter Edol with Drum and Colours Oswold bearing the Standard Toclio the Sheild with the Red Dragon pictur'd in 'em two Bishops with the Crown Prince Vter Merlin Artesia bound Guard and Clown Prince Set up our Sheild and Standard noble Soldiers We have firm hope that tho' our Dragon sleep Merlin will us and our fair Kingdom keep Clown As his Uncle lives I warrant you Glost. Happy Restorer of the Brittains fame uprising Sun let us salute thy glory ride in a day perpetual about us and no night be in thy thrones zodiack why do we stay to binde those Princely browes with this Imperial Honor Prince Stay noble Gloster that monster first must be expel'd our eye or we shall take no joy in it Dono. If that be hindrance give her quick Judgement and send her hence to death she has long deserv'd it Edol. Let my Sentence stand for all take her hence and stake her carcase in the burning Sun till it be parcht and dry and then fley off her wicked skin and stuff the pelt with straw to be shown up and down at Fairs and Markets two pence a piece to see so foul a Monster will be a fair Monopoly and worth the begging Artes. Ha ha ha Edol. Dost laugh Erictho Artes. Yes at thy poor invention is there no better torturemonger Dono. Burn her to dust Artes. That 's a Phaenix death and glorious Edol. I that 's to good for her Prince Alive she shall be buried circled in a wall thou murdress of a King there starve to death Artes. Then I le starve death when he comes for his prey and i' th' mean time I le live upon your curses Edol I 't is diet good enough away with her Artes. With joy my best of wishes is before Thy brother's poison'd but I wanted more Exit Prince Why does our Prophet Merlin stand apart sadly observing these our Ceremonies and not applaud our joys with thy hid knowledge Let thy divining Art now satisfie some part of my desires for well I know 't is in thy power to show the full event that shall both end our Reign and Chronicle speak learned Merlin and resolve my feats whether by war we shall expel the Saxons or govern what we hold with beauteous peace in Wales and Brittain Mer. Long happiness attend Pendragons Reign what Heaven decrees fate hath no power to alter The Saxons sir will keep the ground they have and by supplying numbers still inccrease till Brittain be no more So please your Grace I will in visible apparitions present you Prophecies which shall concern Succeeding Princes which my Art shall raise Till men shall call these times the latter days Prince Do it my Merlin and Crown me with much joy and wonder Merlin strikes Hoeboys Enter a King in Armour his Sheild quarter'd with thirteen Crowns At the other door enter divers Princes who present their Crowns to him at his feet and do him homage then enters Death and strikes him he growing sick Crowns Constantine Exeunt Mer. This King my Lord presents your Royal Son who in his prime of years shall be so fortunate that thirteen several Princes shall present their several Crowns unto him and all Kings else shall so admire his fame and victories that they shall all be glad either through fear or love to do him homage But death who neither favors the weak nor valliant in the middest of all his glories soon shall seize him scarcely permitting him to appoint one in all his purchased Kingdoms to succeed him Prince Thanks to our Prophet for this so wish'd for satisfaction and hereby now we learn that always Fate must be observ'd what ever that decree All future times shall still record this Story Of Merlin's learned worth and Arthur's glory Exeunt Omnes FINIS