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A34581	Nicomede a tragi-comedy translated out of the French of Monsieur Corneille by John Dancer as it was acted at the Theatre-Royal, Dublin / ; together with an exact catalogue of all the English stage plays printed till this present year 1671.; Nicomède. English. 1671	Corneille, Pierre, 1606-1684.; Dancer, John, fl. 1660-1675.; Kirkman, Francis, 1632-ca. 1680.	1671 (1671)	Wing C6315; ESTC R29491	44,090	78

behalf make one Demand For Twenty years you to that Senate owe For a Sons Tutorage and you may know By Vertues which his Education grace He in their Cares had not the meanest place 'Bove all he is instructed how to Reign Rome sais't and asks this Credence to obtain From you That as a Witness you esteem Her Cares you order now a Crown for him And you 'l offend her Sir if you appear To slight what she thought worthy of her Care Let me then to the Senate Tydings bring Where 't is that you design he shall be King Prusias The Senates Cares for him shall never find Me either Sir ungrateful or unkind That he deserves a Crown I must believe Since Rome and you do that assurance give But Sir you see a Prince his elder there By whose victorious Arms three Crowns I wear Who now a Lawrel at my Feet does throw Some Glory to such worthy Acts I owe. To speak for me let him the Grace obtain Nicho. 'T is none but you Sir can make Att'lus Reign Prusi Your Int'rest is most touch'd in this affair Nicho. But to preserve yours it shall be my Care What 's Romes Concern whence does the Senate take Power whilst you Live and Reign o're your Estate Live Sir and Reign whilst Nature grants you breath And leave me then to deal with Rome or Death Prusi We ought to have Respect for such good Friends Micho Who shares in Life your States your Death intends And of such Friends in Policy Prusias Forbear I 'le nothing against that Re-publique hear To such Allies you should more Reverence pay Nicho. Must I see Monarchs stoop to what they say Since Rome does for this Prince so much pretend Back Sir to her the mighty Present send If he to Govern does so well deserve He is a Treasure which they should preserve That he in time might that Republique grace Either i th' Consuls or Dictators place Flam. Sir this Discourse so much in scorn of Rome Not from your Son but Hannibal does come That proud Abhorrer of the Roman Name Has fill'd his heart with Hatred and Disdain Nicho. No but he fix'd it as a Maxime there To value Rome and not her Greatness fear He was my Master which with pride I boast And when Flaminius does revile his Ghost He must know he may do me Reason yet For that dear Life nor ought he to forget That by his Fathers Blood that mighty Man His Triumphs o're the Roman State began Flam. This is Reproach Nicho. Do not the Dead revile Prusi Nor you by Contests me with Rome embroyl Speak plainly to the King as 't is propos'd Nicho. Well Sir since then it cannot be oppos'd Attalus must Reign Rome has resolv'd it so And since what she wills must for Mandates go If this dull World will stoop to such a Sway 'T is fit when she commands Kings should obey But Sir though Attalus a mind possest Brave as the Greatest vertuous as the best Though he with all the Merit were endow'd Might grace a Throne and make a Monarch proud Yet 't is too much for you Sir to afford Credit to it upon a Romans word If he such Vertue and such Valour own They by their great Effects will best be known Give him your Army let him try to do That for himself which I have done for you I 'le lend him Sir if he think fit my hand And gladly will march under his Command Let famous Scipio my Example be To justifie such a Lieutenancy Who when Antiochus was by Rome dethron'd The Orders of his younger Brother own'd The rest of Asia will to him afford Sufficient Employment for his Sword Where he may surfeit his ambitious Brest Flam. Rome into her protection takes the rest Nor must you Sir your Conquests there extend Unless you will her mighty Powers offend Nicho. I know not what to this the King would say But I my self perhaps may Reign one day Then the Effects we of these Threats shall see Mean time go and those places fortifie Prepare my now resolved Designes to oppose And in good time your Roman Aids dispose And if Flaminius shall their Leading take I 'le finde for him a Thrasimenes Lake Prusi Prince you my Kindness by these Taunts abuse You should a Legate with more Honor use The Soveraign Power which does to me belong Nicho. Command me either speak or hold my Tongue I cannot say less for a King to those Who whilst he Reigns would Lawes on him impose Prusi You offend me Sir Nicho. Just as Rome Honors you Prusi Dare you with boldness your Offence pursue Nicho. Why should I Sir behold your States confin'd And Stops to my victorious Course design'd Should I stand still and hear Rome threaten you And be so tame as not to threaten too But kindly thank the imperious Tongues that dare Restrain my Glories and my Conquests bare Prusi Excuse those Heats from youthful Blood do rise Reason and Time will render him more wise Nicho. Reason and Time opened my Eyes before And Age Sir will but open them the more If I had liv'd as Attalus has done And but imaginary Vertue known For what 's without effects I must term so And that which does from admiration grow Of mighty men and Deeds does lamely teach 'T is Imitation must Perfection reach If then my thoughts like his had ne're soar'd higher Than only Romes great Heroes to admire They still would leave me the Bithinian Crown As from all times due to the elder Son Nor would have so much prest my Brothers Reign Had not I taught your Armies how to gain But since by three Crowns joyn'd to yours by me Too great a Power they do united see ' Tmust be divided and a Blot so gay Makes this Prince too well bred Sir to obey To weaken me that he their Turn may serve He more than Alexander does deserve And I must quit to make his Title good My Birthright or the purchase of my Blood Thank Heaven my Fortune's past and those to come Have cast a Cloud of Doubrs and Fears on Rome You if you please those Mists away may drive But never think I my consent will give The Master to whose Rules I all things owe Did not Sir teach me how to stoop so low Flam. By what you say Prince it may well be guest You han't for Glory fought but Interest And all those great Exploits which you have done Make but the Father Tennant to the Son The King 's at best but Steward of your Right You for your self and not for him did fight If those Dominions gain'd him by your Hand Are not to be dispos'd at his Command Those Romans Sir whom you so much despise When they fight fight for Glory not for Prize Scipio whose Courage you extoll'd so high Having overcome Romes stubborn'st Enemy Claim'd not for all the Kingdoms he had won More than the mighty Name of African But Glory so sublime's not elsewhere known And