then poore soules they kisse the colours with their lippes with which before they were loth to tainte theyr fingers Alex. I wil finde it out Page goe speedelye for Apelles will him to come hether and when you see vs earnestly in talke sodenly cry out Apelles shoppe is on fire Page It shal be done Alex. Forget not your lesson Hephe. I meruaile what your deuice shal be Alex. The euent shall proue Hephe. I pittie the poore painter if he be in loue Alex. Pittie him not I pray thee that seuere grauity set aside what do you think of loue Hephe. As the Macedonians doe of their Hearbe Beet which looking yellow in the ground and blacke in the hand thinke it better seene then toucht Alex. But what do you imagine it to be Hephe. A word by superstition thought a God by vse turned to an humour by self will made a flattering madnesse Alex. You are too hard harted to think so of loue Let vs go to Diogenes Diogenes thou maist think it somwhat that Alexander commeth to thee againe so soone Diog. If you come to learn you could not come soone enough if to laugh you be come too soone Hephe. It would better become thee to be more curteous and frame thy self to please Diog. And you better to be lesse if you durst displease Alex. What dost thou think of the time we haue here Diog. That we haue lit be and lose much Alex. If one be sick what wouldest thou haue him do Diog. Be sure that he make not his Phisition his hiere Alex. If thou mightest haue thy wil how much groūd would content thee Diog. As much as you in the ende must bee contented withall Alex. What a world Diog. No the length of my body Alex. Hephestion shal I be a litle pleasaunt with him Heph. You may but he wil be very peruerse with you Apel. It skilleth not I cannot be angry with him Diogenes I pray thee what dost thou think of loue Diog. A litle worser then I can of hate Alex. And why Diog. Because it is better to hate the thinges which make to loue thē to loue the things which giue occasion of hate Alex. Why be not women the best creatures in the world Diog. Next men and Bees Alex. What dost thou dislike chiefly in a woman Diog. One thing Alex. What Diog. That she is a woman Alex. In mine opinion thou wert neuer born of a woman that thou thinkest so hardly of womē But not cōmeth Apelles who I am sure is as far from thy thoghts as thou art frō his cunning Diogenes I wil haue thy cabin remoued nerer to my court because I wil be a philosopher Diog. And when you haue done so I pray you remoue your court further from my cabinne because I wil not be a courtier Alex. But here commeth Apelles Apelles what peece of work haue you now in hand Apel. None in hand if it like your maiestie but I am deuising a platforme in my head Alex. I think your hand put it in your head Is it nothing about Venus Apel. No but some thing about Venus Page Apelles Apelles looke about you your shope is on fire Apel. Ay me if the picture of Campaspe be burnt I am vndone Alex. Stay Apelles no haste it is your hart is on fire not your shop if Camp hang there I wold she were burnt But haue you the picture of Campaspe Beelike you loue her wel that you care not thogh al be lost so she be safe Apel. Not loue her but your Maiestie knowes that painters in their last works are said to excell themselues and in this I haue so much pleased my self that the shadow as much delighteth mee beeing an artificer as the substaunce doth others that are amorous Alex. You lay your colours grosely though I could not paint in your shop I cā spy into your excuse Be not ashamed Apelles it is a Gentlemans sport to be in loue Call hither Campaspe Me thinks I might haue bin made priuie to your affection though my counsel had not beene necessary yet my countenance might haue bin thought requisite But Apelles forsooth loueth vnder hand yea vnder Alexanders nose and but I say no more Apel. Apelles loueth not so but he liueth to do as Alexander will Alex. Campaspe here is newes Apel is in loue with you Camp It pleaseth your maiesty to say so Alex. Hephestion I wil try her to Campaspe for the good qualities I know in Apelles and the vertue I see in you I am determined you shal enioy one the other Howe saye you Campaspe would you say I Camp Your handmaid must obey if you commaund Alex. Think you not Hephestion that shee would faine be commaunded Heph. I am no thought catcher but I gesse vnhappily Alex. I will not enforce mariage where I cannot cōpel loue Camp But your maiestie may moue a question where you be willing to haue a match Alex. Hephestion these parties are agreed they would haue me both priest and witnesse Apelles take Campaspe why moue ye not Campaspe take Apelles wil it not be If you be ashamed one of the other by my consent you shal neuer come togeather But dissemble not Campaspe do you loue Apelles Camp Pardon my Lord I loue Apelles Alex. Apelles it were a shame for you being loued so openly of so faire a virgin to say the contrary Doe you loue Campaspe Apel. Onely Campaspe Alex. Two louing wormes Hephestion I perceiue Alexander cannot subdue the affections of menne though he cōquer their countries Loue falleth like dew aswel vpō the low grasse as vppon the high Caedar Sparkes haue their heate Antes their gall Flyes their splene Well enioy one an other I giue her thee frāckly Apelles Thou shalt see that Alexander maketh but a toye of loue and leadeth affection in setters vsing fācie as a foole to make him sport or as a minstrell to make him merry It is not the amorous glaunce of an eie can settle an idle thought in the heart no no it is childrens game a life for seamesters and schollers the one pricking in cloutes haue nothing els to thinke on the other picking fancies out of books haue litle els to meruaile at Go Apelles take with you your Campaspe Alexander is cloied with looking on that which thou wondredst at Apel. Thankes to your maiestie on bended knee you haue honoured Apelles Camp Thankes with bowed hearte you haue blessed Campaspe Exeunt Alex. Page go warne Clitus and Parmenio and the other Lordes to be in a readines let the trumpet sounde strike vp the drumme and I will presently into Persia How now Hephestion is Alexander able to resiste loue as he lift Hephe. The conquering of Thebes was not so honourable as the subdueing of these thoughts Alex. It were a shame Alexander should desire to commaund the world if he could not commaund himselfe But come let vs goe I wll try whether I can better beare my hand with my heart then I could with mine eie And good Hephestion when al the world is woone and euery countrey is thine and mine either find me out an other to subdue or of my word I will fall in loue Exeunt The Epilogue at the Blacke Fryers WHere the Rainebowe toucheth the tree no Caterpillers will hang on the leaues where the Glo-worm creepeth in the night no Addar wil go in the day We hope in the eares where our trauailes be lodged no carping shall harbour in those tongues Our exercises must be as your iudgment is resembling water which is alwaies of the same colour into what it runneth In the Troiane horse lay couched soldiers with childrē and in heapes of many words we seate diuerse unfitte among some allowable But as Demosthenes with often breathing vp the hill amended his stammering so wee hope with sundry labours against the haire to correcte our studies If the tree be blasted that blossomes the fault is in the wind and not in the roote and if our pastimes be misliked that haue bin allowed you must impute it to the malice of others and not our endeuour And so wee rest in good case if you rest well content The Epilogue at the Court WE cannot tell whether we are fallen among Diomedes birdes or his horses the one receiued some mē with sweete notes the other bitte all menne with sharp teeth But as Homers Gods conueied them into cloudes whom they would haue kept from curses and as Venus least Adonis shuld be pricked with the stinges of Adders couered his face with the winges of Swans so wee hope being shielded with your highnesse countenaunce wee shal though heare the neighing yet not feele the kicking of those iades and receiue though no praise which we cannot deserue yet a pardon which in all humilitie we desire As yet wee cannot tell what we should tearme our labours yron or bullyon only it belongeth to your maiestie to make thē fit either for the forg or the mint currant by the stampe or counterfeit by the anuill For as nothing is to be called white vnlesse it had bin named white by the first creature so can ther be nothing thoght good in the opinion of others vnlesse it bee christened good by the iudgement of yourselfe For our selues againe we are like these torches waxe of which being in your heighnesse handes you may make Doues or Vultures Roses or Nettles Lawril for a garland or elder for a disgrace FINIS
it a grace to be opposite against Alexander Diog. And thou to be iumpe with Alexander Anaxar Let vs goe for in cotemning him we shal better please him then in wondring at him Arist. Plato what doest thou thinke of Diogenes Plato To be Socrates furious let vs goe Exeunt philosophi Actus secundus Schaena prima Diogenes Psyllus Manes Granichus Psyllus Behold Manes where thy maister is seeking either for bones for his dinner or pinnes for his sleeues I will goe salute him Manes Doe so but mum not a word that you sawe Manes Grani. Then staye thou behinde and I will goe with Psyllus Psyllus All hayle Diogenes to your proper person Diog. All hate to thy peeuish conditions Grani. O Dogge Psyllus What dost thou seeke for here Diog. For a man and a beast Grani. That is easie without thy light to be founde be not all these men Diog. Called men Grani. What beast is it thou lookest for Diog. The beast my man Manes Psyllus He is a beast in deede that wil serue thee Diog. So is he that begat thee Grani. What wouldest thou do if thou shuldest finde Manes Diog. Giue him leaue to doe as hee hath done beefore Grani. What 's that Diog. To runne away Psyllus Why hast thou no neede of Manes Diog. It were a shame for Diogenes to haue neede of Manes and for Manes to haue no neede of Diogenes Grani. But put the case he were gone wouldst thou entertaine any of vs two Diog. Vppon condition Psyllus What Diog. That you should tell mee wherefore anye of you both were good Grani. Why I am a scholler and well seene in Philosophy Psyllus And I a prentice and well seene in paynting Diog. Well then Granichus be thou a painter to amende thine ill face and thou Psyllus a Philosopher to correct thine euil manners But who is that Manes Manes I care not whoe I were so I were not Manes Grani. You are taken tardie Psyllus Let vs slip aside Grauickiis to see the salutation betweene Manes and his maister Diog. Manes thou knowest the last daye I threw away my dish to drink in my hand because it was superfluous now I am determined to put away my man and serue my selfe Quia non egeo tui velte Manes Maister you know a while agoe I ran away so doe I meane to doe againe quia'scio tibi esse argentum Diog. I know I haue no money neither will I haue euer a man for I was resolued long sithēce to put away both my slaues money and Maues Manes So was I determined to shake off both my dogges hunger and Diogenes Psyllus O sweete concent betweene a crowde and a Iewes harpe Grani. Come let vs reconcile them Psyllus It shal not neede for this is their vse now do they dine one vpon another Exit Diog. Grani. How nowe Manes art thou gone from thy mayster Manes No I didde but nowe binde my selfe to him Psyllus Why you were at mortalliars Manes In faith no we brake a bitter iest one vppon another Grani. Why thou art as dogged as he Psyllus My father knew them both litle whelpes Manes Well I wil hie me after my maister Grani. Why is it supper time with Diogenes Manes I with him at al times when he hath meate Psyllus Why then euerye man to his home and let vs steale out againe anon Grani. Where shall we meete Psyllus Why at Ala vendibili suspensa badera non est epus Manes O Psyllus habeo te leco parentis thou blessest me Exeunt Actus secundus Schaena secunda Alexander Hephestion Page Diogenes Apelles Alex. Stand aside sir boy till you bee called Hephestion how doe yee like the sweete face of Campaspe Hephest. I cannot but commend the stout courage of Timeclea Alex. Without doubt Campaspe had som great man to her father Hephe. You know Timoclea had Theagines to her brother Alex. Timoclea stil in thy mouth art thou not in loue Hephe. Not I Alex. Not with Timoclea you meane wherein you resemble the Lapwing who crieth most where her neast is not And so you lead me from espying your loue with Campaspe you cry Timoclea Hephest. Coulde I aswell subdue kingdomes as I can my thoughtes or were I as farre from ambition as I am from loue all the world would account me as valiaunt in armes as I know my self moderate in affection Alex. Is loue a vice Hephest. It is no vertue Alex. Well nowe shalt thou see what small difference I make betweene Alexander and Hephestion And sith thou hast beene alwaies partaker of my triumphes thou shalt be partaker of my tormentes I loue Hephestion I loue I loue Campaspe a thing farre vnfit for a Macedonian for a king for Alexander Whye hangest thou downe thy head Hephestion blushing to hear that which I am not ashamed to tell Hephest. Might my wordes craue pardon and my counsell credit I woulde both discharge the duetie of a subiect for so I am and the office of a friend for so I wil Alex. Speake Hephestion for whatsoeuer is spoken Hephestion speaketh to Alexander Hephest. I cannot tell Alexander whether the reporte be more shamefull to be heard or the cause sorowfull to be beleeued What is the sonne of Phillip king of Macedon become the subiect of Campaspe the captiue of Thebes Is that minde whose greatnes the world coulde not containe drawn within the compasse of an idle alluring eie Wil you handle the spindle with Hercules when you shuld shake the speare with Achilles Is the warlike sound of drumme and trumpe turned to the softe noyse of lire and lute the neighing of barbed steedes whose loudnes filled the ayre with terrour and whose breathes dimmed the sunne with smoake conuerted to delicate tunes and amorous glaunces O Alexander that soft and yeelding minde should not bee in him whose hard and vnconquered heart hath made so many yeelde But you loue ah griefe but whom Campaspe ah shame a maide forsooth vnknowne vnnoble and who can tell whether immodest whose eies are framed by arte to inamour and whose heart was made by nature to enchaunt I but she is bewtiful yea but not therefore chaste I but she is comly in al partes of the body yea but she may be crooked in some parte of the mind I but she is wise yea but she is a woman Bewtie is like the blackberry which seemeth red when it is not ripe resembling pretious stones that are polished with honney which the smother they look the sooner they breake It is thought wonderful among the sea men that Mugil of all fishes the swifteste is found in the belly of the Bret of all the slowest And shal it not seeme monstrous to wise men that the hearte of the greatest conquerour of the worlde should be found in the handes of the weakest creature of nature of a woman of a captiue Hermyns haue faire skinnes but fowle liuers Sepulcher's fresh colours but rotten bones women faire faces but false heartes Remember Alexander thou
haste a campe to gouerne not a chamber fall not from the armour of Mars to the armes of Venus frō the fiery assaults of warre to the maidenly skirmishes of loue from displaying the Eagle in thine ensigne to sette downe the sparrow I sigh Alexander that where fortune could not counquer folly should ouercome But behold al the perfection that may be in Campaspe a haire curling by nature not arte sweete alluring eies a faire face made in despite of Venus and a stately porte in disdaine of Iuno a witte apt to conceaue and quick to aunswere a skin as softe as silke and as smooth as iet a long white hand a fine little foote to conclude all partes aunswerable to the best part what of this Though she haue heauenlye gifts vertue and bewtie is she not of earthly mettal flesh and bloud You Alexander that would be a God shewe your self in this worse then a man so soone to bee both ouerseene and ouertaken in a woman whose false teares know their true times whose smooth wordes wounde deeper then sharpe swordes There is no surfeit so dangerous as that of honeye nor any poyson so deadly as that of loue in the one phisicke cannot preuaile nor in the other counsel Alex. My case were light Hephestion and not worthy to be called loue if reason were a remedie or sentēses could salue that sense cannot conceaue Litle do you know and therefore sleightly doe you regard the dead embers in a priuate perso or liue coles in a great prince whose passions and thoughts do as farre exceede others in extremitie as their callinges doe in Maiestie An Eclipse in the Sunne is more then the fallinge of a starre none can conceiue the tormentes of a king vnlesse hee be a king whose desires are not inferiour to their dignities And then iudge Hephestion if the agonies of loue be dangerous in a subiect whether they be not more then deadly vnto Alexander whose deep and not to be conceiued sighes cleaue the heart in shiuers whose wounded thoughtes can neither be expressed nor endured Cease then Hephestion with argumentes to seeke to refel that which with their deitie the Gods cannot resist and let this suffice to aunswere thee that it is a king that loueth and Alexander whose affections are not to be measured by reason being immortall nor I feare me to bee borne being intollerable Hephest. I must needes yeeld when neither reason nor counsel can be heard Alex. Yeelde Hephestion for Alexander doth loue therefore must obtaine Hephest. Suppose she loues not you affection cōmeth not by appointmente or birth and then as good hated as enforced Alex. I am a king and wil commaund Hephe. You may to yeelde to luste by force but to consent to loue by feare you cannot Alex. Why what is that which Alexander maye not conquer as he list Hephest. Why that which you say the Gods cannot resiste Loue Alex. I am a conquerour shee a captiue I as fortunate as she faire my greatnes may answere her wants and the giftes of my minde the modestie of hers Is it not likely then that shee should loue Is it not reasonable Hephest. You say that in loue there is no reason and therefore there can be no likelyhood Alex. No more Hephestion in this case I wil vse mine owne counsell and in all other thine aduice thou mayst be a good soldier but neuer good louer Call my page Sirha goe presentlye to Apelles and will him to come to me without either delay or excuse Page I goe Alex. In the meane season to recreate my spirits being so neere we will goe see Diogenes And see where his tub is Diogenes Diog. Who calleth Alex. Alexander how happened it that you woulde not come out of your tub to my pallace Diog. Because it was as far from my tub to your pallace as from your pallace to my tub Alex. Why then doest thou ow no reuerēce to kings Diog. No Alex. Why so Diog. Because they be no Gods Alex. They be Gods of the earth Diog. Yea Gods of earth Alex. Plato is not of thy mind Diog. I am glad of it Alex. Why Diog. Because I would haue none of Diogenes minde but Diogenes Alex. If Alexander haue any thing that may pleasure Diogenes let me know and take it Diog. Then take not from me that you cannot giue me the light of the world Alex. What dost thou want Diog. Nothing that you haue Alex. I haue the world at commaund Diog. And I in contempt Alex. Thou shalt liue no longer then I will Diog. But I shall die whether you wil or no Alex. How should one learne to be content Diog. Vnlearne to couet Alex. Hephestion were I not Alexander I would wishe to be Diogenes Hephest. He is dogged but discrete I cannot tell how sharpe with a kinde of sweetenes full of wit yet too to wayward Alex. Diogenes when I come this way again I wil both see thee and confer with thee Diog. Doe Alex. But here commeth Apelles how now Apelles is Venus face yet finished Apel. Not yet Bewtie is not so soone shadowed whose perfection commeth not within the compasse either of cunning or of colour Alex. Wel let it rest vnperfect come you with mee where I will shewe you that finished by nature that you haue beene trifling about by arte Actus tertius Schaena prima Apelles Campaspe Apel. Lady I doubt whether there bee any colour so fresh that may shadow a countenance so faire Camp Sir I had thought you had beene commaunded to paint with your hand not to glose with your tongue but as I haue heard it is the hardest thing in painting to set down a hard fauour which maketh you to dispair of my face and then shal you haue as great thanks to spare your labour as to discredit your arte Apel. Mistresse you neither differ from your selfe nor your sex for knowing your own perfectiō you seeme to dispraise that which men moste commend drawing thē by that meane into an admiration where feedinge themselues they fal into an extasie your modestie being the cause of the one and of the other your affections Camp I am too young to vnderstande your speache thogh old enough to withstād your deuise you haue bin so long vsed to colours you can do nothing but colour Apel. Indeed the colours I see I feare wil altar the colour I haue but come Madam wil you draw neere for Alexander will be here anon Psyllus stay you heere at the window if anye enquire for me aunswere Non lubet esse domi Exeunt Actus tertius Scaena secunda Psyllus Manes Psyllus It is alwaies my maisters fashion when any fair gentlewoman is to be drawne within to make mee to stay without But if he shuld paint Iupiter like a Bul like a Swanne like an Eagle then must Psyllus with one hand grinde colours and with the other hold the candle But let him alone the better he shadowes her face the more will
he burne his own heart And now if a manne coulde meere with Manes who I dare say lookes as leane as if Diogenes dropped out of his nose Manes And heere comes Manes whoe hath as muche meate in his maw as thou hast honestie in thy head Psyllus Then I hope thou art very hungry Manes They that know thee know that Psyllus But doest thou not remember that wee haue certeine licour to conferre withal Manes I but I haue busines I must go cry a thing Psyllus Why what hast thou lost Manes That which I neuer had my dinner Psyllus Foule lubber wilt thou crie for thy dinner Manes I meane I must cry not as one wold saye cry but cry that is make a noyse Psyllus Why foole that is all one for if thou cry thou must needes make a noise Manes Boy thou art deceiued Cry hath diuerse significations and may bee alluded to manye thinges knaue but one and can be applyed but to thee Psyllus Profound Manes Manes Wee Cynickes are madde fellowes didste thou not finde I did quip thee Psyllus No verely why what 's a quip Manes We great girders call it a short saying of a sharp witte with a bitter sense in a sweete word Psyllus How canst thou thus diuine deuide define dispute and all on the sodaine Manes Wit wil haue his swing I am bewitcht inspirde inflamed infected Psyllus Well then will not I tempt thy gybing spirite Manes Do not Psyllus for thy dull head will bee but a grindstone for my quick wit which if thou whet with ouertwhartes peristi actum est de te I haue drawne bloud at ones braines with a bitter bob Psyllus Let me crosse my self for I die if I crosse thee Manes Let me do my busines I my self am afraid least my wit should waxe warm and then must it needes consume some hard head with fine prety iests I am sometimes in such a vaine that for want of some dull pate to worke on I begin to gird my selfe Psyllus The Gods shield mee from such a fine fellowe whose words melt wits like waxe Manes Well then let vs to the matter In fayth my maister meaneth tomorow to flye Psyllus It is a iest Manes Is it a iest to flye shouldest thou flye so soone thou shouldest repent it in earnest Psyllus Well I will be the cryer Man and Psyl. one after another O ys o ys o ys All manner of men women or children that wil come to morow into the market place betweene the houres of nine and ten shall see Diogenes the Cynick fly Psyllus I do not think he wil flye Manes Tush say fly Psyllus Fly Manes Now let vs goe for I wil not see him againe till midnight I haue a back way into his tub Psyllus Which way callest thou the backwaye when euery way is open Manes I meane to come in at his back Psyllus Well let vs goe away that we may returne speedely Exeunt Actus tertius Schaena tertia Apelles Campaspe Apel. I shall neuer drawe your eies well because they blind mine Camp Why thē paint me without eies for I am blind Apel. Were you euer shadowed before of any Camp No And would you could so nowe shadow me that I might not be perceiued of any Apel. It were pittie but that so absolute a face should furnish Venus temple amongst these pictures Camp What are these pictures Apel. This is Laeda whom Ioue deceiued in likenes of a swan Camp A faire woman but a foule deceit Apel. This is Alcmena vnto whō Iupiter came in shape of Amphitriō her husband and begate Hercules Camp A famous sonne but an infamous fact Apel. He might do it because he was a God Camp Nay therefore it was euil done because he was a God Apel. This is Danae into whose prison Iupiter drisled a golden shewre and obtained his desire Camp What gold can make one yeelde to desire Apel. This is Europa whom Iupiter rauished this Antiopa Camp Were al the Gods like this Iupiter Apel. There were many Gods in this like Iupiter Camp I thinke in those daies loue was well ratified among men on earth when lust was so full autorised by the Gods in heauen Apel. Nay you may imagine there were womē passing amiable whē ther were Gods exceding amorous Camp Were women neuer so faire men would be false Apel. Were women neuer so false men wold be fond Camp What counterfeit is this Apelles Apel. This is Venus the Goddesse of loue Camp What be there also louing Goddesses Apel. This is she that hath power to commaunde the very affections of the heart Camp How is she hired by praier by sacrifice or bribs Apel. By praier sacrifice and bribes Camp What praier Apel. Vowes irreuocable Camp What sacrifice Apel. Hearts euer sighing neuer dissembling Camp What bribes Apel. Roses and kisses but were you neuer in loue Camp No nor loue in me Apel. Then haue you iniuried many Camp How so Apel. Because you haue beene loued of many Camp Flattered perchance of some Apel. Is it not possible that a face so faire and a wit so sharp both without comparison shulde not bee apte to loue Camp If you begin to tip your tong with cunninge I pray dip your pensil in colours and fall to that you must doe not that you would doe Actus tertius Schaena quarta Clytus Parmenio Alexander Hephestion Crysus Diogenes Apelles Campaspe Clytus Parmenio I cannot tell howe it cōmeth to passe that in Alexander now a daies there groweth an vnpaciēt kinde of life in the morning he is melācholye at noone solomne at all times either more sower or seuere then he was accustomed Parme. In kinges causes I rather loue to doubte then coniecture and thinke it better to be ignoraunt then inquisitiue they haue long eares and stretched armes in whose heades suspition is a proofe and to bee accused is to be condemned Clytus Yet betweene vs there canne be no daunger to finde out the cause for that there is no malice to withstand it It may be an vnquenchable thirste of conquering maketh him vnquiet it is not vnlikely his long ease hath altred his humour that hee shoulde be in loue it is not impossible Parme. In loue Clytus no no it is as farre from his thought as treason in ours hee whose euer waking eye whose neuer tired heart whose body pacient of labour whose mind vnsatiable of victorie hath alwaies bin noted cannot so soone be melted into the weake conceites of loue Aristotle told him there were many worlds and that he hath not conquered one that gapeth for all galleth Alexander But here he commeth Alex. Parmenio and Clitus I would haue you both redy to goe into Persia about an ambassage no lesse profitable to me then to your selues honourable Clitus We are ready at all commaundes wishing nothing els but continually to be commaunded Alex. Well then withdraw your selues till I haue further considered of this matter Exeunt Clytus Parmenio Now we will see how
Apelles goeth forward I doubt me that nature hath ouercom arte and her countenāce his cunning Hephest. You loue and therefore think any thing Alex. But not so farre in loue with Campaspe as with Bucephalus if occasion serue either of conflicte or of conquest Hephest. Occasion cannot want if wil doe not Behold all Persia swelling in the pride of their owne power the Scithians carelesse what courage or fortune canne doe the Egyptians dreaminge in the southsayinges of theyr Augures and gaping ouer the sinoak of their beastes intralles All these Alexander are to bee subdued if that world be not slipped out of your head which you haue sworne to conquer with that hand Alex. I confesse the labours fit for Alexander and yet recreation necessary among so manye assaultes bloudie woundes intollerable troubles giue mee leaue a litle if not to sitte yet to breath And doubt not but Alexander can when he wil throw affections as farre from him as he can cowardise But behold Diogenes talking with one at his tub Crysus One pennie Diogenes I am a Cynick Diog. He made thee a begger that first gaue thee any thing Crysus Why if thou wilte giue nothinge no bodye wil giue thee Diog. I want nothing till the springs dry the earth perish Crysus I gather for the Gods Diog. And I care not for those gods which want money Crysus Thou art a right Cynicke that wyll gyue nothing Diog. Thou art not that wil beg anything Crysus Alexander kinge Alexander giue a poore Cynick a groat Alex. It is not for a king to giue a groat Crysus Then giue me a talent Alex. It is not for a begger to aske a talent Awaye Apelles Apel. Here Alex. Now Gentlewomanne doth not your bewtie put the painter to his trump Camp Yes my lord seeing so disordered a countenāce he feareth he shall shadow a deformed counterfeit Alex. Would he could colour the life with the feature And me thinketh Apelles were you as cunning as report saith you are you may paint flowers aswell with sweete smels as fresh colours obseruing in your mixture suche things as should draw neere to their sauours Apel. Your maiestie must know it is no lesse harde to paint sauours then vertues colours can neither speake nor think Alex. Where do you first begin when you draw anye picture Apel. The proportion of the face in iust compasse as I can Alex. I would begin with the eie as a light to all the rest Apel. If you wil paint as you are a king your Maiesty maye beginne wher you please but as you wold be a painter you must begin with the face Alex. Aurelius would in one houre colour foure faces Apel. I meruaile in half an houre he did not foure Alex. Why is it so easie Apel. No but he doth it so homely Alex. When wil you finish Campaspe Apel. Neuer finishe for alwaies in absolute bewtie there is somwhat aboue arte Alex. Why shoulde not I by labour bee as cunning as Apelles Apel. God shield you should haue cause to be so cunning as Apelles Alex. Me thinketh four colours are sufficiēt to shadow any countenance so it was in the time of Phydias Apel. Then had men fewer fancies womē not so many fauors For now if the haire of her eie browes be black yet must the heare of her head be yellowe the attire of her head must be different from the habite of her body els would the picture seeme like the blason of auncient Armorie not like the sweete delight of new found amiablenes For as in garden knottes diuersitie of odours make a more sweete sauour or as in musicke diuers stringes cause a more delicate consent so in painting the more colours the better counterfeit obseruing blacke for a ground and the rest for grace Alex. Lend me thy pensil Apelles I wil paint and thou shalt iudge Apel. Here Alex. The coale breakes Apel. You leane too hard Alex. Now it blackes not Apel. You leane too soft Alex. This is awry Apel. Your eie goeth not with your hand Alex. Now it is worse Apel. Your hand goeth not with your minde Alex. Nay if all be too hard or soft so many rules and regardes that ones hand ones eie ones mind muste all draw together I had rather be setting of a battell then blotting of a bourd But how haue I done here Apel. Like a king Alex. I think so but nothing more vnlike a Paynter Wel Apelles Campaspe is finished as I wish dismisse her bring presently her counterfeit after me Apel. I wil Alex. Now Hephestion doth not this matter cotton as I would Campaspe looketh pleasantly liberty wil encrease her bewtie and my loue shal aduaunce her honour Hephest. I wil not contrary your maiestie for time must weare out that loue hath wroughte and reason weane what appetite noursed Alex. How stately she passeth bye yet howe soberlie a sweete consent in her countenance with a chast disdain desire mingled with coynesse and I cannot tell howe to tearme it a curst yeelding modestie Hephest. Let her passe Alex. So shee shall for the fairest on the earth Exeunt Actus tertius Schaena quinta Psyllus Manes Apelles Psyllus I shal be hanged for tarying so long Manes I pray God my maister bee not flowne before I come Psyllus Away Manes my maister doth come Apel. Where haue you bin all this while Psyllus No where but heere Apel. Who was here sithence my comming Psil. No body Apel. Vngratious wag I perceiue you haue beene a loytering was Alexander no body Psyllus He was a king I meant no meane body Apel. I wyll cogell your bodye for it and then wyll I saye it was no bodye because it was no honest body Away in Exit Psyl. Vnfortunate Apelles and therefore vnfortunate beecause Apelles hast thou by drawing her bewtie brought to passe that thou canst scarse draw thine own breath And by so muche the more hast thou encreased thy care by how much the more thou hast shewed thy cūning was it not sufficient to behold the fire and warme thee but with Satyrus thou must kisse the fire and burne thee O Campaspe Campaspe arte must yeelde to nature reason to appetite wisdom to affection Could Pigmalion entreate by prayer to haue his Iuory turned into flesh and cannot Apelles obtaine by plaints to haue the picture of his loue chaunged to life Is painting so farre inferiour to caruing or doest thou Venus more delight to be hewed with Chizels then shadowed with colours what Pigmalion or what Pyrgoteles or what Lysippus is hee that euer made thy face so faire or spread thy fame so farre as I vnlesse Venus in this thou enuiest mine arte that in colouring my sweete Campaspe I haue left no place by cunning to make thee so amiable But alas shee is the paramour to a prince Alexander the Monarch of the earth hath both her body and affection For what is it that kinges cannot obtaine by prayers threates and promises Will not she think it better to sit
of thy birth But alas affection is a fire which kindleth aswell in the bramble as in the oak and catcheth hold where it first lighteth not where it may best burne Larkes that mount aloft in the ayre build their neastes below in the earth and women that cast their eies vpon kinges may place their hearts vpon vassals A needle will become thy fingers better then a lute and a distaffe is fitter for thy hand then a scepter Auntes liue safely till they haue gotten winges and Iuniper is not blowne vp till it hath gotten an high top The mean estate is without care as long as it continueth without pride But here commeth Apelles in whom I would there were the like affection Apel. Gentlewoman the misfortune I had with your picture will put you to some paines to sitte againe to be painted Camp It is small paines for me to sit still but infinit for you to draw still Apel. No Madame to painte Venus was a pleasure but to shadowe the sweet face of Campaspe it is a heauen Camp If your tongue were made of the same flesh that your heart is your wordes woulde be as your thoughts are but such a common thing it is amongst you to commend that oftentimes for fashion sake you call thē bewtifull whom you know blacke Apel. What might men doe to be beleeued Camp Whet their tongues on their hearts Apel. So they doe and speake as they think Camp I would they did Apel. I would they did not Camp Why would you haue them dissemble Apel. Not in loue but theyr loue But will you giue me leaue to ask you a question without offēce Camp So that you will aunswere me an other without excuse Apel. Whom do you loue best in the world Camp He that made me last in the world Apel. That was a God Camp I had thought it had beene a man but whome do you honour most Apelles Apel. The thing that is likest you Campaspe Camp My picture Apel. I dare not venture vpon your person But come let vs go in for Alexander will thinke it longe till we returne Exeunt Actus quartus Schaena tertia Clytus Parmenio Clytus We heare nothing of our Embassage a colour belike to bleare our eies or ticle our eares or inflame our heartes But what doth Alexander in the meane season but vse for Tantara Sol Fa La. for his harde couch downe beddes for his handfull of water his standinge Cup of wine Parme. Clytus I mislike this new delicacie and pleasing peace for what els do we see now then a kind of softnes in euery mans minde Bees to make their hiues in soldiers helmets our steedes furnished with foote clothes of golde insteede of saddles of steele More time to bee required to scowre the rust of our weapons thē there was woont to be in subdewing the countries of our enemies Sithence Alexander fell from his harde armour to his softe robes beholde the face of his court youthes that were woont to carry deuises of victory in their shieldes engraue now posies of loue in their ringes they that were accustomed on trotting horses to charge the enemie with a launce now in easie coche ride vp downe to court Ladies in steede of sworde and target to hazard their liues vse penne and paper to paint their loues Yea such a feare and faintnes is growne in courte that they wish rather to heare the blowing of a horne to hunt thē the sound of a trumpet to fight O Phillip wert thou aliue to see this alteration thy men turned to women thy soldiers to louers gloues worne in veluet caps in steede of plumes in grauen helmets thou wouldest either dye among them for sorow or confound them for anger Clitus Cease Permenio least in speaking what becommeth thee not thou feele what liketh thee not trueth is neuer without a scratcht face whose tongue although it cannot be cut out yet must it be tied vp Parme. It greeueth me not a litle for Hephestion whoe thristeth for honour not ease but such is his fortune neerenesse in friendship to Alexander that he must lay a pillowe vnder his head when he would put a targette in his hand But let vs draw in to see how well it beecomes them to tread the measures in a daunce that were wont to set the order for a march Exeunt Actus quartus Schaena quarta Apelles Campaspe Apel. I haue now Campaspe almost made an end Camp You told me Apelles you would neuer end Apel. Neuer end my loue for it shal be eternal Camp That is neither to haue beginning nor ending Apel. You are disposed to mistake I hope you do not mistrust Camp What will you saye if Alexander perceiue your loue Apel. I will say it is no treason to loue Camp But how if he will not suffer thee to see my person Apel. Then will I gase continually on thy picture Camp That will not feede thy heart Apel. Yet shall it fill mine eie beesides the sweete thoughtes the sure hopes thy protested faith will cause me to embrace thy shadow continuallye in mine armes of the which by stronge imagination I will make a substaunce Camp Wel I must be gon but this assure your self that I had rather be in thy shop grinding colours then in Alexanders court following higher fortunes Campaspe alone Foolish wench what hast thou done that alas which cannot be vndone and therefore I feare me vndone But content is such a life I care not for aboundance O Apelles thy loue commeth from the hearte but Alexanders from the mouth The loue of Kynges is lyke the blowinge of windes whiche whistle sometimes gently amonge the leaues and straight waies turne the trees vp by the rootes or fire which warmeth a farre off and burneth neere hand or the sea which maketh men hoyse their sayles in a flattering calme and to cut their mastes in a rough storme They place affection by times by pollicie by appointment if they frowne who dares call them vnconstant if bewray secretes who wil tearme them vntrue if fall to other loues who trembles not if he call them vnfaithfull In kinges there can be no loue but to Queenes for as neere must they meete in maiestie as they doe in affection It is requisite to stande aloofe from kings loue loue and lightening Exit Actus quartus Schaena quinta Apelles Page Apel. Now Apelles gather thy wittes together Campaspe is no lesse wise then faire thy selfe must be no lesse cunning then faithfull It is no small matter to be riuall with Alexander Page Apelles you must come away quicklye with the picture the king thinketh that nowe you haue painted it you play with it Apel. If I would playe with pictures I haue enough at home Page None perhaps you like so well Apel. It may be I haue painted none so well Page I haue knowne many fairer faces Apel. And I many better boies Exeunt Actus quintus Shaena prima Diogenes Syluius Perim Milo Irico Manes Sylui.
I haue brought my sons Diogenes to bee taught of thee Diog. What can thy sonnes doe Sylui. You shall see their qualities Daunce sirha Then Perim daunceth How like you this doth he well Diog. The better the worser Sylui. The musicke very good Diog. The Musitions very badde who onelye studie to haue their stringes in tune neuer framing their manners to order Sylui. Now shall you see the other tumble sirha Milo tumbleth How like you this why do you laugh Diog. To see a wagge that was born to break his neck by destinie to practise it by arte Milo This dogge will bite me I wil not be with him Diog. Feare not boy dogges eate no thistles Perim. I meruaile what dog thou art if thou be a dog Diog. When I am hungry a mastiue and when my belly is full a spaniell Sylui. Doest thou beleeue that there are any gods that thou art so dogged Diog. I must needs beleeue there are Gods for I think thee an enemie to them Sylui. Why so Diog. Beecause thou hast taught one of thy sonnes to rule his legges and not to follow learning the other to bend his body euery way and his minde no way Perim. Thou doest nothing but snarle and barke like a dogge Diog. It is the next way to driue away a theefe Sylui. Now shall you heare the third who signes like a Nightingall Diog. I care not for I haue heard a Nightingall sing her self Syl. Sing sirha Trico singeth Syl. Loe Diogenes I am sure thou canst not doe so much Diog. But there is neuer a Thrush but can Sylui. What hast thou taught Manes thy man Diog. To be as vnlike as may be thy sonnes Manes He hath taught me to fast lye hard and runne away Sylui. Howe saiest thou Perim wilte thou bee with him Perim. I so he will teach me first to runne away Diog. Thou needest not be taught thy legs are so nimble Sylui. Howe sayest thou Milo wilte thou bee with him Diog. Nay hold your peace he shall not Sylui. Why Diog. There is not roome enough for him and mee both to tumble in one tub Sylui. Well Diogenes I perceiue my sonnes brook not thy manners Diog. I thought no lesse when they knewe my vertues Sylui. Farewell Diogenes thou neededst not haue scraped rootes if thou woldest haue followed Alexander Diog. Nor thou haue followed Alexāder if thou hadst scraped rootes Exeunt Actus quintus Schaena secunda Apelles alone I feare me Apelles that thine eies haue blabbed that which thy tongue durste not What little regarde hadst thou whilest Alexander viewed the counterfeite of Campaspe thou stoodest gazing on her countenaunce If hee espy or but suspect thou must needes twise perishe with his hate and thine owne loue Thy pale lookes when he blushed thy sadde countenaunce when hee smyled thy sighes when he questioned may breede in him a ielosie perchaunce a frenzey O loue I neuer beefore knewe what thou wert and nowe haste thou made mee that I know not what my self am Onely this I knowe that I must endure intollerable passions for vnknowne pleasures Dispute not the cause wretch but yeelde to it for better it is to melt with desire then wrastle with loue Cast thy selfe on thy carefull bedde be content to lyue vnknown and die vnfounde O Campaspe I haue painted thee in my hearte paynted nay contrarye to mine arte imprinted and that in suche deepe Characters that nothing can rase it out vnlesse it rubbe thy hearte out Exit Actus quintus Schaena tertia Milectus Phrigius Layis Diogenes Mil. It shal go hard but this peace shal bring vs some pleasure Phry. Downe with armes and vp with legges this is a world for the nonce Lays Sweete youthes if you knew what it were to saue your sweete bloud you would not so foolishly go about to spend it What delight can there be in gasshinge to make foule scarres in faire faces crooked maimes in streight legges as though men being borne goodlye by nature would of purpose become deformed by follye and all forsooth for a new found tearme called valiant a worde which breedeth more quarrelles then the sense can commendation Mil. It is true Lays a featherbed hath no fellow good drinke makes good bloud and shal pelting wordes spill it Phry. I meane to enjoy the world and to draw out my life at the wiredrawers not to curtall it off at the cuttelers Lays You may talke of warre speake bigge conquer worldes with great wordes but stay at home where in steede of Alarums you shall haue daunces for hot battelles with fierce menne gentle skirmishes with faire womenne These pewter coates canne neuer sitte so well as satten dublets Beleeue mee you cannot conceiue the pleasure of peace vnlesse you despise the rudenes of warre Mil. It is so But see Diogenes prying ouer his tubbe Diogenes what saiest thou to such a morsel Diog. I say I would spit it out of my mouth because it should not poyson my stomacke Phry. Thou speakest as thou arte it is no meate for dogges Diog. I am a dogge and Phylosophy rates mee from carion Lays Vnciuill wretch whose manners are aunswerable to thy callynge the tyme was thou wouldest haue hadde my companie had it not beene as thou saidst too deare Diog. I remember there was a thing that I repented me of and now thou haste told it indeede it was too deare of nothing and thou deare to no bodye Lays Downe villaine or I wil haue thy head broken Mil. Will you couch Phry. Auaunt curre Come sweete Lays let vs goe to some place and possesse peace But first let vs sing there is more pleasure in tuning of a voyce then in a vollye of shotte Milec. Now let vs make haste least Alexander finde vs here Exeunt Actus quintus Schaena quarta Alexander Hephestion Page Diogenes Apelles Campaspe Alex. Mee thinketh Hephestion you are more melancholy then you were accustomed but I perceiue it is all for Alexander You can neither brooke this peace nor my pleasure be of good cheare though I winke I sleepe not Hephest. Melancholy I am not nor well content for I know not how there is such a ruste crept into my bones with this long ease that I feare I shall not scowre it out with infinite labours Alex. Yes yes if all the trauailes of conquering the world will set either thy body or mine in tune wee will vndertake them But what think you of Apelles Did yee euer see any so perplexed Hee neither aunswered directly to any question nor looked stedfastly vppon anye thing I hold my life the painter is in loue Hephe. It may be for commonly we see it incident in artificers to be inamoured of their own workes as Archidamus of his woodden doue Pygmalion of his iuorie Image Arachne of his woddē swan especially painters who playing with their own conceites now coueting to draw a glauncing eie then a rolling now a wincking stil mending it neuer ending it till they bee caught with it and