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Regulus a tragedy, as it is acted by Their Majesties servants / written by Mr. Crown.
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Crown, Mr. (John), 1640?-1712.
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1694
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Wing C7402; ESTC R14219
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REGULUS A TRAGEDY As it is Acted by Their Majesties Servants Written by Mr. Crown LONDON Printed for James Knapton at the Crown in St. Paul's Church-yard 1694. ADVERTISEMENT THere is now in the Press and will be published this Term The Memoirs of Monsieur De Pontis who served in the French Army six and fifty years under Henry IV. Lewis XIII and Lewis XIV Kings of France containing many remarkable Passages relating to the War the Court and the Government of those Princes In two Parts Faithfully Englished at the Request of his Grace the Duke of Ormond By Charles Cotton Esq Dramatis Personae The Names of the Persons in the Roman Camp before Carthage REgulus Consul of Rome Mr. Batterton Metellus Proconsul Mr. Kynaston Lepidus A great Roman Commander  A Roman Augur  Fulvia Metellus's Daughter Mrs. Barry Her Women  In Carthage ASdrubal A young ambitious Prince aiming to overthrow the Commonwealth of Carthage and make himself King He is in Love with Elisa Mr. Mountford Gisgon A rich Carthaginian Senator of Asdrubals Party Mr. Leigh Hiarbas A luxurious Priest a Flatterer of Asdrubal Mr. Vnderhil Batto A rich treacherous Citizen that trades secretly with the Romans flatters all sides for Profit Mr. Dogget Hamilcar A noble Carthaginian Prince of the Senate Mr. Sandford Xantippus A Spartan chosen General of the Carthaginian Armies Mr. Williams Elisa Hamilcars Daughter  PROLOGUE MEthinks the late victorioùs day has spread O'er all your Cheeks a lively pleasing red Our Naval Glory warms you flaming joys Kindle illuminations in your Eyes The Monsieurs thought our men by Sea and Land Wou'd run and nothing but the women stand They knew they 'd charge again so their intent Was on the Fair to make a fierce Descent Now we once more shall have the full contoul Of our own Seas the French ne're won but stole More goods will fall from France's wounded hand This Shock at Sea will settle many a Land Ev'n France may quit her Chains and more enjoy Than a vain brag Nous avous un Grand Roy For that 's their all it serves the Great instead Of Manly Freedom and the Poor for Bread Y 'ave a Great King indeed poor harrass'd Slave And that Great King has you and all you have If I may name among the High the Low This will a Peace upon the Stage bestow Where Factions oft with Claps and Hisses fought But now one Party has a total Rout. T' expose their Pictures now we might be bold When Families are broke their Goods are sold But we are too much pleas'd for Anger now What do not our brave Warriors bestow Defence and an Eternal Glorious Name Even we who fight not share the Fighters Fame You cry w'have beat the French when only here You board a Vizard a French Privateer But Sirs we must not throw contempt on you Great is the publick service Lovers do 'T is needful since Mankind in Battel dies Beauties and Sparks should beat up for Supplies EPILOGUE Spoken by her that acts Elisa 's part I 'M in the closing of my part constrain'd To leave my Native Soil for Foreign Land I fly not for Religion and the Laws But for Sweet Love the common good old Cause I shall the Pity of all Parties move For ev'ry Faction is a Friend to Love The Oliverian Saints with Love made Leagues Religion was the Masque of their Intrigues The pious Beauties of that Age were wise They hid their Sins and shew'd their charming Eyes Our Vizards just Antipodes to those Conceal their Beauties and their Faults expose In putting off false Money she 's an Ass Who hides the Silver and shews all the Brass Though no one Woman long to you is dear To the Fair Sex all Parties are sincere Therefore our Author chiefly doubts to day His Hero's Part the Pillar of his Play He leaves a Beauty all the World would prize To preserve Faith too many now despise Knavery 's so lov'd rather than not be Knaves Some cheat themselves plot to be wretched Slaves We Women do not find one Lover true You are as false to us as we to you When young untouch'd a Woman comes in Print Into the World like Money from the Mint She 's sought by all but soon she 's made a Scoff A false Knave clips her and then puts her off The Knaves and doting Women in the Play Are natural parts you meet 'em every day But by some men our Hero will be damn'd Good reason for by Heroes Knaves are shamm'd The French ay and some English I 'm afraid Have cause to wish Heroes had ne're been made ACT I. SCENE CARTHAGE Gisgon and Batto looking through Prospective Glasses Gisg NIneteen twenty one and twenty Towns o' fire Bat. Nay I see two and twenty an 't like your Honour Gis I see the t'other now under a Mountain Well tho our people are Rogues and go to Hell our Houses go up to Heaven Bat. Regulus plays the Devil an 't like your Honour He beats us by Sea and Land over-runs all our Country is now come up to the Walls of Carthage and here he burns our Forts and Towns under the nose of our capital City Gis I won't trust this knave But these confusions I hope will make my friend Prince Asdrubal King aside Bat. Your Honour is a gallant Gentleman If the Prince gets the management of the Commonwealth into his hands as I hope he will you 'll be at the top of affairs but you 'll be above troubling your self with business If your Honour pleases to employ me who have been in business all my life as a Merchant a Banker a Farmer o' the Customes Gis And hast cheated in 'em all thou hast cheated the Commonwealth of a thousand Talents Bat. Ah dear I wou'd I had an 't like your Honour I am not worth much Gis Thou no who 'll give any thing for thee but your Bags are Sir Were not you rated to the publick charge Bat. Rated ay but I swore off Gis Nay thou wilt swear off thy Ears to save thy Money Sir you have as good an Estate as I have And I am a man of quality and you are but a Pedlar Is that fit you are a Pedlar I say tho you trade for thousands If you had any Honour by birth you lose it by trade and are a pedling fellow Bat. I honour an 't like your Honour I don't pretend to it if I did I should be undone I live by my credit and if I should pretend to be a great man and a man of Honour no body would trust me for men of Honour think they may do any thing Gis We men of quality do sometimes endeavour to humble such mechanick fellows as you are and punish you for your insolence I married a Persian Lady of noble birth and fortune and the King did me the Honour to dance at my Wedding I shall be proud of it as long as I live Now you are a Mechanick