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A56909 Agrippa, King of Alba, or, The false Tiberinus as it was several times acted with great applause before His Grace the Duke of Ormond then Lord Lieutenant of Ireland, at the Theatre Royal in Dublin / from the French of Monsieur Quinault. Dancer, John, fl. 1660-1675.; Quinault, Philippe, 1635-1688. Agrippa, roi d'Albe. 1675 (1675) Wing Q214; ESTC R3936 31,924 70

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Restore that anger to his crime is due For so his presence did affect my mind Your words were blown away with their own wind Tyrh. Madam I all this trouble did foresee Therefore no sooner gain'd I liberty But fearless of the Tyrants threats I came To disabuse and rid you of this pain Who sees what sorrow on my soul has don Cannot misdoubt the murder of my Son Such piercing anguish cannot be constrain'd Nor such o'repressing grief be only feign'd Contented Nature did he live and reign Could not from the discovery refrain For blood like love will those transports obey Which through all checks must sometime force their way But to convince you there do's yet remain An Argument than this more sure and plain That ardour wherewith I his death pursue Which before him I durst not urge to you Mezentius may a witness be who knows How I did the Conspirators dispose Their brests with hate and emnity inspire And made their thoughts take fuel from my fire Your self can tell what ways I did invent To gain the heart of every discontent Joyn'd in their plots made my self chief of all And offer'd vows he by this hand might fall And can you Madam when all this is done Fondly sermise that he is still my Son He whom I have design'd a sacrifice Lav. No Sir this to my quiet do's suffice T' asswage my passion and release my pain With joy I this assurance entertain And from my Soul and from my sence I drive Whate're to it can opposition give My heart no more shall listen to deceit No more shall love its flatt'ring charms repeat For in a Fathers word less cause I find Of fear or doubt than in my Love that 's blind Natures consent do's so my thoughts confirm The Tyrant seems to live too long a term And 't would my highest satisfaction be To take his life has taken all from me That bloody barbarous assassinate Tyrh. Would to God Madam 't were thought fit by fate Propitious to a Fathers vows that now We were prepared to have 'gin the blow I by such active speed allay should find To all those torments that afflict my mind But haste in such designs too dangerous were The Fort 's well guarded and the Army near We yet must languish we must yet delay Lav. Be comforted I have made this the day Tyrh. How without farther thoughts Lav. In fear for you I did command they should the plot pursue And you unto this happy day will owe All those delights that vengeance can bestow Tyrh. Let 's yet the danger of this haste prevent Lav. In vain to stay it I already sent SCENE III. Faustus Lavinia Tyrhenus Lavinia to Faustus Did you in time unto the Prince arrive Faust. To your commands I did obedience give But Madam you are so oblig'd to Fate That 't was my happiness to come too late Tyrh. Ye Gods what do I hear Lav. Oh noble deed Relate each circumstance Faust. There was no need I shou'd to th' Temple go that sacred ground They had already quitted and I found The Tyrant nigh unto the fatal place Which forth ' assault before designed was Charg'd by the Prince hopeless and out of breath But though despairing yet outfacing death Till coming to Tyrhenus Palace near Spite of our force he threw himself in there And whilst we by his small but valiant train Were stopt till o're their Corps we made a lane Fearful what dangers popular rage might bring The gates were strongly barr'd upon the King And he alone Tyrh. How scap'd Faust. We all like you At that sad instant pale and fearful grew Doubtful both of the Army and the Fort But speed we knew must be our sole support And therefore forcing now our entrance were When on the top Albina did appear Her countenance did some affright betray But with her hand she seem'd to bid us stay We soon did to her kind request agree Respectful of her Sex and her degree While to Mezentius she made this address I hope this great revenge won't seem the less Nor can I think the Princess judge it so 'Cause she a part of it to me do's owe. Her generous temper rather will approve Nature should have a share as well as Love Whilst here the King thought to prevent his fate He only did his fall precipitate For by my orders he receiv'd his doom And to my brothers Ghost is now become A sacrifice 'T is done and he no more Tyrh. Oh Gods Faust. At this an universal roar Of strangely-mixed and tumultuous cryes Did with loud Eccho's pierce the yielding Skyes All do admire Albina and the Prince Stay 's but to bring the Tyrants head from thence You ask't it of him and he thinks it meet That he alone should lay it at your feet Mean while he thought convenient to employ Me to prepare your heart for so much joy Lav. So now those Gods to whom so oft addrest Our vows have been have granted our request This day revenges all our former harms And in the Tyrants blood we taste those charms But what strange trouble do's your looks invade Where rather grief then joy do's sit display'd Tyrh. Alas my fainting spirits are quite gon Lav. For the Kings death Tyrh. No Madam 't was my Son Lav. Your Son Sir Tyrh. Yes too sure I find it here The cryes of blood make it too well appear Nature forbids more fictions to create She speaks her self Lav. Why do's she speak so late Is it then true I 've lost the thing I love And must my self th' unhappy agent prove Crimes which I would pursue become my guilt And blood I would revenge my self have spilt So oft I urg'd so oft his death implor'd Till heav'n did with my ardent vows accord Until the wearied Gods in anger sent My own desires for my own punishment Ah! how are their denyals useful oft And they too cruel when they are too soft Their dearest interest mortals thus insnare By tiring Heaven with too tedious prayer But if my Lover thus hath murdered bin To Tyrhenus To you alone I must impute the sin 'T was his imposed name did me deceive Loving him dead I hated him alive And did that life so dearly lov'd pursue But treacherous Father all proceeds from you Of all these wrongs you me an Agent made And on the faith of blood was love betray'd By your assurance I thus blind became You poisoned all the ardour of my flame And cruelly for an unknown design Turn'd purest love into a baneful crime What have you wretched Polititian won By this ambition has destroy'd your Son Did not my love to him my Soul command I 'd carve on you my vengeance with this hand But cruel man go render the thanks due To your Sons blood which I respect in you Tyrh. When thus a Father has destroy'd his Son He has enough affliction of his own And needs not your reproach Agrippa slain There wants no torment to increase my
well to weep for you my Son That by my misplac'd passion overcome The Factions of the Kingdom were betray'd And me a partner in their plots have made That we may meet feign you will have my head And let me prisoner to the Fort be lead By which you all suspitions may prevent Yet learn the Name of every discontent Now let your Anger against me grow high Pronounce it me that made the Princess fly And in fierce fury charge me that I do No more approach Lavinia nor you Agrip. Must I this forfeit of my duty make Tyrh. I well can brook it when a Crown 's at stake Nay rather beg so useful a disdain 'T is my sole glory that I see you reign The End of the First ACT. ACT THE SECOND SCENE I. Albina Julia. Julia. THis Palace Madam should methinks renew Those griefs are to your brothers murder due Why visit you this object of your wo Albina It is to see the Princess that I go Julia We long have been by friendship ty'd But since my brother and her lover dy'd Griefs do unite us and our Mutual care Finds some refreshments in each others share Mezentius presence drove me hence this day But chasing me chas'd not my griefs away Which thousand Accidents now swell so high That sinking under them I run to try If our condoling can some ease procure But see 'gainst Custome they have shut the door Jul. The King it may be hearing how she mourn'd Is gone to visit her and not return'd Alb. If so I 'll stay and with a fury arm'd Too strong to be by past endearments charm'd I will reproach him with my brothers blood And in a passion not to be withstood I will but O Gods May I tell thee so Jul. What should you fear doubt you to let me know That your just hatred for your brothers fate Makes you Alb. I tremble but to think I hate Jul. And can Agrippa's murderer still find A calm reception Madam in your mind Alb. I fear it Julia and would fain to thee Disclose my doubts that thou mayst counsel me Oh! How that Tyrant once to me was dear Jul. Consider now he is a Murderer That of a brother he has you depriv'd Alb. I and of more than is by thee believ'd His Tyranny to act a double part Ravish'd at once my brother and his heart For since the date of that foul Cruelty He ha's not made the least address to me But through our race his rigour to improve He with my brother Massacred his Love Jul. Me thinks all grief 's to that brave brother due Alb. That I esteem'd him dear Heav'n knows 't is true Never in any Sisters soul did move A Purer kindness or sincerer love And that to perfect Natures self assaid When him so like to what I lov'd she made I truly priz'd him Julia and my eyes Pay to his fall a dayly Sacrifice But when in his my Lovers face appears I must confess he robs him of some tears That Tyrant in my heart bears yet such sway Though he exacts not I am forc'd to pay And with some sighs I to my duty owe Let drop some tears I from my passion flow Or would I from my soul that false one chace For tears of sorrow tears of spite take place Thus Love crept in my heart like a bold thi f With Nature and my Duty shares my grief Jul. Remember Madam to engage your hate Those Cruelties your Father do's relate Alb. In vain my Father now my hate would move Since 't was by his Command I first did love It takes from it all blemish of a Crime Since 't was his orders did my Love enjoyn And we more readily our selves dispose To Loves commands than those that Love oppose Duty and Custome blew in me that fire Which when it once flames up to a desire Julia we that soft sweetness in it find 'T is hardly banish'd the severest mind Jul. You shall not from me that complacence win To make me flatter you into a sin I should betray you should I sooth your flame Alb. I askt you counsel to oppose the same Jul. To make so Tyrannous a passion bow You must Alb. My Father comes say no more now SCENE II. Tyrhenus Albina Julia. Tyrh. Gods gainst this Tyrant have I no relief Come my Albina share thy Fathers grief Alb. Sir from what cause do's this fresh trouble spring Tyrh. A new affront received from the King But Julia see there be no spies in place Anger won't let me whisper my disgrace And when a Tyrant's minded to destroy To make just reason death he 'll find a Law The Princess did his sight with scorn reject And having met me here he do's suspect That I incens'd her to it and has swore That I shall die if ere I se here more Thy Brothers blood cannot suffice his rage But to his blooming youth he 'll add my age For to his thirst no blood of ours will bring Allay unless he drink it from the Spring There are Alas in life no charms I prize Only in weeping I employ these eyes But seeing thee so young 't is for thy sake If to preserve this life some care I take Alb. Since he the Princess sight do's only bar Vouchsafe Sir for your life to take this care Or if you see her you may yet engage Her to admit the King to calm his rage And lest his fury should on you reflect Perswade her flatter him with false respect Tyrh. Shall I oblige her then to sooth his flame Alb. His flame Sir Tyrh. Yes he now declar'd the same Hoping alone he might the Princess see Finding a stop and there perceiving me In height of rage and passion he reveal'd He had for her a secret flame conceal'd And that my Son a sacrifice did prove Not to suspected likeness but to Love That jealousie in state was made the show But jealousie in Love did reach the blow And wouldst thou have me then with my own breath Go blow that fire that gave Agrippa death Or to preserve my Life so little dear Procure his Mistriss for his Murderer Alb. That were an infamy too base for you And what I 'd sooner have you die than do No rather Sir go and incense her more Add horrour to the hate conceiv'd before Tyrh. 'T is that which now I did consult to do Alb. Her sight Sir may prove dangerous to you Secure of the Kings threats I may her see Leave if you please the care of it to me Tyrh. Albina go act urge move every hinge To raise her Soul to hatred and revenge Alb. My Answer by obedience I return Oh Julia how with rage my heart do's burn Amidst these griefs I yet have this delight To gratifie my Father and my spite If now Lavinia will but credit me See her door opes Some one comes forth 'T is she SCENE III. Lavinia Albina Camilla Julia. Lav. I was Albina coming to see you To tell you of
But if my eyes have made you doubt my hate Or with your pride my blood durst take a part I do declare them Traytors to my heart That heart which once your Sacrifice became But since Agrippa's death abhors that name Your murtherous hand no sooner cut his thred But with his breath all my desires were fled Quench't in a brothers blood those fires did die And wronged Nature did the knots untie Perhaps surpriz'd at your first sight I may By my dull eyes my troubled Soul betray But know that Hatred in its turn do's move And is extravagant as well as Love That Tyrant's presence who my brother slew Might of his wounds the memory renew And blood offended will by Nature stir At the approaching of the Murtherer Agrip. I beg not that this anger you asswage Which blood Commands and dutie do's Engage And by whose Justice worthy you appear Of all that could love well or be held dear After the pittie I conceive for you Let me add something to your glory due You ought to hate me and in doing so Pay but what to your brothers dust you owe And 't would grieve me if she whom once I lov'd Were not by dutie and by nature mov'd I 'll quit you Madam lest my presence do Drive from my heart that hatred is my due Lest some alluring charm incite you to Those smiles for me will be a shame for you I know crimes do souls great like yours incense You can't forget so barbarous an offence Yet since Love has those subtile secret ways And often by the eye the heart betrays I by my absence will your fears abate And so secure the honour of your hate SCENE V. Albina Julia. Alb. To make me hate thee Tyrant take no care Thy barbarous Crimes too strong incitements are Fear not my Love but at my Vengeance start Believe that still I would possess thy heart But 't is that I by tearing it alive Might some allay to my just anger give Ah Julia how I feel my Flame expire Disdain do's in me smother all desire And my Resentment taking now its turn Do's with my Love in equal ardour burn The Tyrant favour'd me he did not find In me those Charms might grace me in his mind For now no sighs of his unless they be His last will prove acceptable to me Come Julia to his death let 's lend our Aid His punishment appears to me delay'd Where Love and Nature both receive a wrong Revenge though present seems to stay too long The End of the Second ACT. ACT THE THIRD SCENE I. Mezentius Faustus Faustus THe Army Sir are now so discontent They would almost your own desires prevent Their hardned limbs unus'd to sloathful ease Would hazard any thing to hinder Peace Besides those friends that Alba will afford Who only wait when you will give the word And having all these helps are those thoughts gone Which made you once aspire to the Throne Mez. Faustus since I to Love became a prize Scarcely for it do all my thoughts suffice That cruel passion by prevailing art Has banisht all Ambition from my heart Before this wound the Princess beautie gave I to those viler passions was a slave Scorn to obey and a desire to reign Prompted to all attempts a Crown to gain I endur'd nothing did my will controul And unto Crimes did dedicate my Soul But since her eyes gave light unto this flame Purg'd by those fires my heart more pure became And now alone upon those Charms intent Dares form no vows but what are innocent There is no happiness but in her love And could I ever hope her breast to move I would not change so blessed an Estate For all the Crowns can be bestow'd by Fate Faust. The King Sir is advancing towards this place Mez. He stops and wears some trouble in his face SCENE II. Agrippa Mezentius Faustus Atis. Mez. Sir If I may not indiscreet appear Why in your looks do you this sadness wear Things prosperous beyond your wishes are You return victor from a bloody war And bring along all that the Great can please Honours and pleasures victory and peace Whilst Fate then to your Glory is so kind What sad dull humour dares oppress your mind Or what disquiet thoughts within your brest Whilst you give peace to all disturbs your rest Agrip. All things indeed appear to flatter me And I from war return with victory By many happy Fights our peace is wrought And all are pleas'd with this repose I brought But I alone this rest cannot enjoy Crowns are confin'd to so severe a law And that blest Calm a happy victor brings Is for the Subjects quiet not the Kings Mez. Though happiest Kings are not exempt from care Fortune so studies to abate your share That waiting to prevent you wishes she Strives to forget her old inconstancie Agrip. 'T is true that Fortune so her kindness shows As if that Goddess were at my dispose But were she truly so she never can Feed all the wishes and desires of man Under two powers is our life confin'd Cruel alike as they alike are blind And seldom 't is that both do kind appear Secure of Fortune yet we Love may fear Mez. If still you love Albina I 'm surpriz'd Her Sir whose Brother you have sacrifiz'd Agrip. No 'T is another Beauty I adore Which when you hear will yet surprize you more My passion for Albina's quite supprest And 't is Lavinia rules now in my brest Mez. Lavinia Sir Agrip. Nay start not at that name I thought 't must grieve you when you knew my flame For knowing yours 't was easily discern'd You must for such a Rival be concern'd I 'm troubled that I do your griefs create But Love will be obey'd as sure as Fate Mez. Though Sir this suddain trouble may appear Too great for my perplexed Soul to bear I 'm not so vain to beg my King to be Subject unto the least constraint for me Nor whilst on my own passion I reflect Will I a forfeit make of my respect Though in this Realm I claim a high degree There 's distance 'twixt my Soveraign still and me And I must pay though of blood Royal born Homage to him by whom the Crown is worn For crowned heads by a becoming pride Are only unto Kings and Gods ally'd That blood of theirs we carry in our veins Do's only bind us in the streighter chains But Majesty do's soar so vast a flight Nature and Blood are subject to its height 'T is not then on my own behalf I 'll move You would great Sir strive to renounce this love Nor is 't for mine but for your quiet sake For your repose that I this boldness take Spare to your self the rigour of that Fate To see your sighs paid with eternal hate The Princess Lover whom your hands have slain Makes you the object of her just disdain She so much horrour has conceiv'd for you That your pretentions will its force