Honorio life of all my joyes My feet have wings at this glad news Exit Leon. Were you the Suffering Lady Fioretta How could you live so long within the Court And no good Angell all this while acquaint me Fior. This joy is too too mighty and I sha' not Repent my exile to be thus rewarded Leon. Confirm my happiness again no treason Shall now divide us Duke Your hearts grow together Leon. I have receiv'd by Claudio the particular Of Flavianos treason he has guilt Above your knowledge sir Iuliana findes it And is confest his strumpet Duke You amaze me Fior. I bless now my suspition when I was Convaid from Mantua which directed me To leave Placentia secretly and invite My self a stranger to this Court where now I meet as much joy as my soul can fancie Iu. You have not all this while pronounc'd my doom I fear you hold intelligence with my soul And know what pains I feel while I am living You will not be so mercifull to kill me Enter Claudio Volterino Hortensio Florelia Bertoldi Flaviano Claud. Flaviano Hort. I present you with a Gentleman I took rifling a Hermit in the Wood As it appears in hope to scape persute Hid in a Friers habit who dispatch'd After a matrimoniall betwixt This Lady and my self Bert. That old Gentleman should be Duke of Mantua What think you sir Claud. And that his Daughter Fioretta Bert. She is my Mistris Claud. She is like to prove the Duchess of Ferrara Bert. His Grace will not use me so I will have Justice Justice Gentle Duke Flor. Are you mad Bert. I 'l be reveng'd o' somebody Enter Honorio Donabella Leon. Honorio your son to meet your blessing Don. This was the life I feard to lose by her Whom I suppos'd my rivall pardon Madam Duke Thus circled I must faint beneath my happiness Leon. Forgive my passion and receive a Brother Honor. That name doth honor us where is Flaviano Flav. Whose witty brain must sentence me let it Be home and hansom I shall else despise And scorn your coarse inventions Fior. Let me obtain since providence hath wrought This happy change you would not stain our joyes With any blood let not their sins exceed our charity Leo. Let him for ever then be banish'd both Our Duke-doms Ho. What shall become of Iuliana Duke She if your grace more fit to judge consent Shall to a house of converts and strict penance Where Flaviano as the price of her Lost honor shall pay her dowry to Religion What doth remain of his estate shall be Emploid toward the redeeming Christian Captives Iul. I chearfully obey and call it mercy Leon. T is a most pious Justice Bert. Justice that 's my kue Justice Justice to Bertoldi Against Signior Volterino I am cheated Flor. Will you be a fool upon record Leon. You shall have Justice Volterino we appoint you till he learn More wit to be his Guardian and at your Discretion govern his estate so leave us Volt. I shall with my best study manage both Bert. I am as good as begg'd for a fool Leon. And thus we chain our hearts and provinces Madam I wish you joyes to Fioretta I give my self my Sister to Honorio Treason is sick in her short reign but when Heaven sees his time Truth takes her Throne agen Exeunt omnes Epilogue by Iuliana NOW the play 's done I will confess to you And wo' not doubt but you 'll absolve me too There is a mysterie let it not go far For this Confession is auricular I am sent among the Nuns to fast and pray And suffer piteous penance ha ha ha They could no better way please my desires I am no Nun but one of the Black-Friers FINIS THE Court Secret A TRAGI-COMEDY Never Acted But prepared for the Scene at BLACK-FRIERS WRITTEN By JAMES SHIRLEY Never printed before LONDON Printed for Humphrey Robinson at the three Pigeons and for Humphrey Moseley at the Prince's Armes in Saint Paul's Church-yard 1653 TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE WILLIAM EARL OF STRAFFORD Viscount Wentworth Baron Wentworth of Wentworth Woodhouse Newmarsh Oversley and Raby My Lord THE Character of true Nobilitie is sacred and indeleble that Yours is such needeth no Testimony the World bearing witnesse to Your Honourable Mind upon which all other accesse of Titles wait like a fair Train of Attendance not Ornaments Your own Virtue giving them lustre and enterteining them as Rewards payd down to Your Person and Merit This Principle gave me boldnesse to make this approach to Your Lordship and not without some design in my Ambition to renew my self to Your smile who have enjoyed the happinesse many yeares since to kisse Your hand and to observe with Admiration the Beauties that shin'd upon Your Youth which as they gained upon Time so they have grown above the prejudice of Opinion and improv'd their Maturitie by the Earlinesse of their Spring But my humble duty my Lord at this fortunate hour to attend You cometh not alone it bringeth a Present such as my weak condition could reach to a Poem one that weareth no Ribbands in the forehead not so much as warranted by Applause for it happened to receive birth when the Stage was interdicted and wanted that publique Seal which other Compositions enjoyed Though it hath been read and honour'd with the Allowance of some men whose Opinion was as acceptable to mee as the Vote of a smiling Theater But this is not to prescribe to your Honour whom I have by this Application made my Iudge should You wave the Patron and from whom there lyes no Appeal If your Honour descending from your higher Contemplations vouchsafe to look upon these Papers though Your Iustice should condemn them it would bee their Reputation to fall by so Honourable a Sentence But if they happen to obtain Your Lordships favour that they may live your Name will not onely bee a powerfull defence to them but a lasting Record of Honour upon the Composer whose heart is full of Devotions to your Lordship and ambitious of no greater addition than to be known My Lord Your most obliged and humble Servant IAMES SHIRLEY The Names of the Persons The King of Spain Roderigh his Brother Manuel the suppos'd son of Piracquo but the true Carlo son to the King Maria his Sister Antonio Prince of Portugall Isabella his Sister Mendoza a Duke Carlo suppos'd Prince of Spain but indeed Iulio the son of Mendoza Clara Mendoza's Daughter Piracquo a Nobleman Two Lords Pedro a Kinsman of Piracquo's Servant to Mendoza Celio Page to Carlo Ladies Castellano Messengers Servants Guard Scene Madrid Plays newly printed for Humphrey Moseley at the Prince's Armes in St. Paul's Church-yard THe Wild-Goose Chace a Comedy written by Francis Beaumont and Iohn Fletcher Gent. THe Widdow a Comedy written by Ben Iohnson Iohn Fletcher and Thomas Midleton Gent. THe Changling written by Thomas Midleton and William Rowley Gent. THE COURT SECRET ACT I. Enter at one dore Don Antonio leading Maria at another
THE IMPOSTVRE A Tragi-Comedie AS It was Acted at the private House IN BLACK FRYERS WRITTEN By JAMES SHIRLEY Never Printed before LONDON Printed for Humphrey Robinson at the Three Pigeons and Humphrey Moseley at the Prince's Armes in St. Paul's Church-yard 1652 TO SIR ROBERT BOLLES Baronet SIR IT hath been a Complement with some when they have treated Friends to profess a barrenness in that which they had prepared not without studied charge and Curiositie As I was never so insolent to magnifie my own being best acquainted with my weak abilities so I should deserve a just affront to my self and undervalue your person to present you with any thing were first cheap in my own opinion Sir this Poem I may with modesty affirm had a fair reception when it was personated on the stage and may march in the first rank of my own compositions which directed now by my humble devotion comes from the press to kiss your hand and bear your noble Name in the dedication I cannot have so much prejudice upon your nature to think you will decline it and should I abate those other characters of honour that shine upon you your indulgence to Musick and singular love to the worthy professors eminently shew the harmony of your soul and while Poetry is received a Musicall part of humane knowledge I cannot despair of your candid entertainment Sr. I beseech you take it as an earnest of my thoughts to serve you I am assured it brings with it beside the acknowlegment of your late obligation upon me ambitious desires to preserve my interest in your favour while I subscribe my self Sir The humblest of your Honourers Ia Shirley The Prologue OUr poet not full confident he says When Theaters free vote had crown'd his plays Came never with more trembling to the stage Since that poetick Schism possest the age A Prologue must have more wit than the play He knowes not what to write fears what to say He has been stranger long to'th' English scene Knowes not the mode nor how with artfull pen To charm your airy soules beside he sees The Muses have forsook their groves the trees That fear'd no thunder and were safely worn By Phaebus own priests are now rudely torn By every scurrile wit that can but say He made a Prologue to a new no play But let 'em pass you Gentlemen that sit Our judges great Commissioners of wit Be pleas'd I may one humble motion make 'T is that you would resolve for th' authors sake I' th' progress of his play not to be such who 'l understand too little or too much But choose your way to Iudge to th' Ladies one Address from the Author and the Prologue 's done In all his Poems you have been his care Nor shall you need to wrinckle now that fair Smooth Alablaster of your brow no fright Shall strike chast eares or dye the harmlese white Of any cheek with blushes by this pen No Innocence shall bleed in any scene If then your thoughts secur'd you smile the wise Will learn to like by looking on your eyes Persons Duk of Mantua Honorio his Son Flaviano The Dukes Creature Leonato The Duke of Ferrara's Son Petronio a noble man of Ferrara Bertoldi an insolent Coward son to Florelia Claudio a creatvre of Flaviano Volternio Hortensio Colonells Antonio a Gent. Frier Pandolfo a servant of the Tavern Soldiers Servants Abbess Fioretta Daughter to the Duke of Mantua Donebella Sister to Leonato Juliana A Mistris of Flaviavo Florelia A noble Lady Mother to Bertoldi Ladies THE IMPOSTURE Enter Duke Honorio Flaviano at severall Doors Duke NO Army yet discover'd Flav. None Duke We are lost Honor. Despair not sir Duke Away thy confidence is folly Is not danger round about us From every part destruction staring us I' th' face this City like a fatall Center Wherein the bloody lines of War and Famine Prepare to meet Flav. And every minute we expect a Battery Honor. The walls are not so easily made dust As the besiegers would perswade our faith Disarm not your own hearts my confidence Tells me we sha'not suffer the Duke of Ferrara may send yet to raise the siege Duke Fond Boy it was thy counsell to depend Upon his aids and promise Fioretta Thy Sister with so great a dowry to The Dukes vainglorious Son fame has beli'd His valour and we now are cheated of Our lives and Dukedome Honor. Sir with my duty safe let me intreat you Not stain the character of a Prince so much The interest we have in that great Title Should make us wise in our belief for when Princes break faith Religion must dissolve And nature grone with burthen of the living Beside his Son Leonato how ever Traduc'd or sullied by some Traitors envy Deserves a noble fame and loves the hope Of our alliance I ne'r saw his person But t were a sin honor could not forgive In us to question him Duke We fool our selves Le ts think of timely Articles and yield Flav. Whilst there is hope of mercy Hon Oh! this want Of man will make all our well meaning starres Forfiet their kind aspects turn their influence to death Flav. My Lord I cannot be concern'd in name And honour with your person whose least blood Is worth ten thousand arteries of mine Therefore while such necessities invade us I cannot but prefer your lives and in My duty counsell you would think of what Is offer'd here rather than hazard all By a vain expectation of an Army From Leonato who with all his forces Is not yet sure to prosper in our cause Duke Consider that Honorio Flav. Nay should Heaven So smile upon us that his sword o'r come This to weak apprehension may promise Our glory but examine well the close There may be greater danger in his victory Than all our want of him can threaten Hono. You perplex my understanding Flav. He expects your Sister the reward of his great service Hono. Is it not Justice Flau. Yes forbid it goodness He should not thrive in his fair hope and promises But if her Highness find not in her heart Consent to meet the Prince with love and marriage Who shall defend us from his power that must Keep us in awe and this earth panting yet With frights and sufferings of the Warre Hono. It is my wonder Lord Flaviano your wisdome Should weave these wild impossibilities My Sister not consent nature her birth Obedience honor common gratitude Beside ambition of what can be hop'd for To make her happy will give wings to her desires Duke I cannot tell Hono. I cannot think Your reason sir can be so much corrupted To look upon my Sister with that fear She should not fly to meet our great preserver Do you believe she now 'mong holy Virgins Lead thither by her own devotion During this Warr to pray and weep for us Teares whose clear Innocence might tempt an Angel To gather up the drops and string for Saints A Christall Rosarie can wish
be Too great an honor Madam Don. Leonato my Brother hath secur'd your peace at home Which cannot be less pleasing if you tast The freedom I can here provide and promise you We expect him every minute with the Princess Fioretta in whose love he holds more triumph Fior. And yet his fame was Earlier than this conquest For many noble Virtues but has your grace A confidence that he brings Fioretta with him Dona. Since he left Mantua we received such letters Enter Petronio Pe. Madam the Prince is come to court and with him The gallant Lady wee expected Fior. I am not well o' th' suddain Dona. Virtue defend Pe. The good old Duke your Father will Shew comfort in his sick-bed to behold A Son and Daughter Fior. Are they married Petro. No Madam but I am confident So great a joy will not be long deferr'd 'T were sin such hope should wither by delay They both wish to be happy in your presence And you at first sight of this Princely sister Will much applaud your brothers fate Dona. I hope so How is it Madam yet Fior. I do beseech you Let not your graces too much care of me Detain you from the joy your brother brings Another Fioretta Enter Leonato Leo. Donabella Dona. I shall not fear a surfet in my joyes To see you safe Fior. A gallant Gentleman Leon. What Ladie 's that Dona. A stranger sir with whom I have prevail'd To grace our court a while which will be Honor'd In such a guest Leo. And I should call it happiness If you would please to dwell for ever with us I have brought home such a companion For both your beauties you will not repent Fior. The Duke of Mantuas Daughter I congratulate You double victory and if I may Without imputed flattery speak my thoughts You did deserve her had she to her birth All the additions that grace a Woman Leon You have conferr'd a bounty on me Madam And leave me hopeless to reward the debt Iow this fair opinion Fior. Sir the venture You made through blood and danger doth deserve it And she were impious did not think her self Much honor'd to be call'd your valors triumph I shall betray my self Censure me not Immodest or suspectfull of her virtue Whom you have made the darling of your heart Enter Bertoldi Bert. Sir the Duke calls for you Dona. Signior Bertoldi Bert. Your Graces creature Leon. Will it please you Madam Fior. I humbly pray your Highness to excuse me I may have time and happiness to attend you When with more health I may present my services I dare not see this Lady Leon. Wait you upon that Lady Signior Bert. With all my heart incomparable Lady Fior I have servants to attend me Bert. But not one More humble or more active for your service You cannot choose but know my Lady Mother I have not seen her yet but she shall stay I 'l kneel to her when I have done with you Exit Enter Florelia Volterino Flor. But is my Son so valiant Signior This War hath wrought a miracle upon him Volt. He was a coward beyond Ela Madam I must acknowledg to whom men in pitty Of his Birth and care of your much-loved honor Often forgave his life but see the turn He that went forth for all our conjurings And promise of no danger as he had Been marching towards Aetna nay before The instant fight would have given all the World To have been assur'd when he came home but one Of every thing about him Flo. What d' ee mean Volt. One eye one ear one arm and but one leg To have hopt home withall strange how i' th' heat O' th' Battle he grew double and there fought As he had two soules oh had you seen When like a Magazine he march'd with pikes With guns Corslets which he took from th' Enemy With swords more than a Surgeons sign stuck round And seeming like a porcupine to shoot The Iron Quills Flo. But is this possible Volt. I never saw a Dragon do such things Flor. This was not by instinct but some example He saw in you that wak'd his sleeping spirit And he must owe all that is Valiant in him To your brave soul which like a burning Comet Flew with prodigious terror to the Enemy Volt. You do not Jeer your servant Flor. And so he by your great blaze Saw his next way to honor Nor can I but acknowledge all my joyes Now in my Son do flow from you a souldier Was ever high in my esteem but you Have plac'd the title nearest to me pray Favour me often with your visit Volt. The Town 's my own Flor. No complement good Signior your love If plac'd on me shall find an object though Not equall to your favors not ingratefull I wonder he absents himself so long Volt. My care shall be to find him out and bring him A welcom present to your eye She 's caught Exit Flor. These Soldiers think if they but once lay siege We must come in by force or composition Although a Maiden Town may not hold out A Widdow but well vittled with the bare Munition of her tongue will tire an Army I must suspect my Son for all this legend No mighty man at armes hee 's here Enter Bertoldi Hortensio Hort. Your blessing Flor. Take it and with it all my prayers thou maist Grow up in honor and deserve to be Thy Fathers Son Bert. Kiss her Hortensio do she is thine own Hort. 'T was my ambition Madam To wait upon my Convert and to kiss Your white hand Flor. Signior Volterino was here but now and has Told me such stories Son Bert. Of me He had better eat my Spaniard then mention me With any scruple of dishonour Flor. He extolls you for a Soldier and tells me wonders Hort. If you dare believe me Madam your Son has Behav'd him like a Gentleman Bert. I confess I was but that 's no matter thank this Cavalier can receive and give a gash and look on 't When I ha' don without your cordial waters Shall I cut you o'r the face Mother Flor. Sir I am poor to recompence the honor You have done my Son I see he is your convert You that infus'd a soul in him cannot Enough be glorified Hort. T is within your power Madam to overpoise all my deserts True I did stir those dormant seeds of nobleness Your blood left in him and made glow those sparks Into a flame were hid in hills of Ashes Now he is yours and if you Madam think I have done any service by an Act Or precept that could light your Son to honor You make me fortunate and encourage A Souldier to imploy his whole life here Flo. How d' ee mean Ho Without more complement to love you and Flo. VVhat Ho. VVish my self with you Madam when you dream Flr. You would be with me when I dream Hort. But I should wake you Flor. But I should be very angry to have my
rather say thou hast mistook it is Some other Clara and not the Lady I understand Man Life cannot bribe me with another wealth Or death with all his horrours make me desert That name Car. What a strange Sea-breach has This little storm of breath made here allready I was taking pains to unconcern the jealousie Of Antonio and find him my own Rivall Thou hadst been kinder to have lov'd Maria My Sister though Antonio had sworn Thy death and the Kings anger with my own Had met thee like a torrent than presum'd This interest in Clara Man I see no Such mighty danger in 't Car. I 'll tell thee Manuel Thou hast invaded all my joys I love her Man Honor forbid it Sir Car. Honor 's a dream And a cold everlasting sleep must chain My soul up for if once it wake and know What thou hast torn from 't it will vex it self Into a flame and turn thee into ashes Ma. Never til now unhappy with my weight I see my self now bearing down before me A rotten part of some prodigious mountain Into the sea with which I shall soon mingle Ca. Collect thy self betimes and give her back Unsullied with thy clame release thy own And with her every thought as much a virgin As her soul was when first I courted her Or thou art lost Man With greater justice Sir Command to uncreate my self as call My faith or heart agen Ca. How Man Sir my life The cement that doth hold this frame together You have power to melt or but command my exile And I may live far off and be forgotten By all but Clara but to ask that back Which with the full consent of heaven I gave her And in exchange receiv'd her equall vow I dare not or if I had will to be So false to honour 't is within my heart So rivetted I may with as much innocence Commit a rape or murder as attempt it Ca. You have no doubt a valour too that dare Love with so fierce a resolution Man When I am master of my sword I dare Not draw it against you but he that lives Beneath you may have little time to wish Himself unmade that would divorce us Car. Leave me leave me Ex. Man How many lones are shaken with one tempest And if one suffer ruin'd all I know The faith he bears me and the reverence He gives my blood will never be provok'd To fight against my person but I must not By tameness give my self a publike wound He shall be master of his sword and freedom And then let fate determine Clara must Be mine or make a Bridegroom of his dust Exit ACT. III Enter Gentlemen of Prince Antonio preparing a Banquet S 1. PRince Carlo 's not come yet 2. My Lord Piracquo And his son Manuel are expected too 1. I wonder at this hasty reconcilement We did imagine it as possible The two Poles should have met as they together Friends at a Banquet 2. In my opinion peace and wine and musick Are more convenient for the naturall body Than swords or guns 1. And for the politick too If men were but so wise to like and cherish Their own estates If I had all the Plate In the Indies I 'd not give a silver spoon To have my head cut off 2. Why is not the great Duke Roderigo here 1. Who the Kings Evil Genius he was Invited but excus'd himself 2. Why there 's A Statesman that can side with every faction And yet most subtly can untwist himself When he hath wrought the business up to danger He lives within a labyrinth some think He deals with the devil and he looks like one With a more Holiday face 1. But he hath so behav'd himself That no man now dare much confide in him They are come Enter Antonio Carlo Piracquo Manuel An. Don Manuel the Prince hath made me know My error and your worth Ma. He has too much honor'd me And you have reason to command for this The service of my life An. You are not pleasant Sir My Lord Piracquo Pi. Your Highness humble servant Car. All is not Reconcil'd here I but suppress a flame To give it vent more dangerous An. A free welcom to all Sit and some wine this Musick is not Sprightly enough To his Majesty of Spain Pi. He that doth pledg the Kings health with a murmur May his next thirst inflame him to drink poyson Car. The King hath a true servant in Piracquo Man He that is not had never sense of honor And may he perish all but soul that dares Harbour a thought disloyall To your Highness An. Give me another This wine looks cheerful as my heart to drink The Princess fair Maria's health Car. My turn Will come Sir to be gratefull An. Here my Lord Pi. May swift time perfect by your sacred Loves The happiness of both kingdoms Man May that day That seals your glorious Hymen Sir be ever Holy within our Calendar and beget A faith that all things then begun may prosper An. I thank thee Manuel Car. Sir you may Believe Don Manuel's language and his heart Are twins they bear one date of time sense You must now give me leave Sir to requite You in part A health to the King of Portugal Let it move this way Manuel Ma. It shall With humble thoughts be entertain'd you honor me Pi. It is but Justice Manuel for when Spain Would not acknowledge nor allow us being Our lives were welcome there till better stars Sent him to whose bounty we ow all that 's left us Car. No more o'th at my Lord I am very confident In any honorable cause you dare Express your faith to me and for your son We two have been companions I dare say Our hearts are toucht by one Magnetick virtue And such a sympathy I cannot wish What 's dearest to me but he flies t' embrace it Ma. I like not this Car. Manuel begin a health We have had my Sisters and the Kings already Name your own Mistris for the next Ma. I should conclude her worthy of remembrance If one were first preferr'd Will your Grace please Sir To let me have the honor An. Come to me Ma. To the white hand of fairest Isabella An. Would she were Present to thank you Manuel Car. 'T is an affront as Clara were his own Allready ha civilitie and honor Prescribe me patience dares he insult When this hath had the ceremony Manuel 'T shall be my office to remember Clara I must have time to quit the favour Sir Y 'ave done my Mistris in your ear though I Was pleased to reconcile you to the Prince And order your enlargement Clara must Be mine or one of us be nothing you May think on 't yet Ma. I have Sir and to shew How much I can obey and that I have not Intruded like a thief upon your treasure And filcht her heart away 't is now within Her choice agen if you prevail upon Her kinder thoughts
one survives the Secret But we two Pe. Keep your own counsell Sir This Fatherly affection may doe harm He could not dye in better time Ki. Madam can you Whose honour seems to suffer by this absence Have so much charity to comfort me Isa. He is not desperate while we have hope My Lord Piracquo's son may wait upon him Enter Manuell An. Don Manuell Ki. Hast brought news of my Son Ma. I can inform you a sad story Sir Isa. Where is the Prince Ma. Not dead I hope Ki. Hast thou a jealousie will concern that fear My soul has been a Prophet what misfortune Ma. If you have strength to hear a truth So sad he has been wounded Ex. Ladies Ki. By what Traitour look to the Princess Ma. I had not with such boldness undertook The Tragick Story if I had not brought The great Offender Ki. Oh welcome Manuell where 's the Body Ma. Where it doth want no Surgery but my Father Is gone with all the wings his fear and duty Can aid him with at his return to acquaint you With Carlo's life or death Ro. Would I were his Surgeon Ki. Thou hast not nam'd the Villain yet he may Escape Ma. I have took order for his stay Untill your anger and the Laws conclude him Ki. Thou hast done us service Ma. And it will sink by slow degrees into Your faith that he who gave him all his wounds Was one that lov'd him faithfully An. Lov'd him Ma. Above his own life Ro. Torments oretake the Traitour Ma. 'T is not well said with pardon of the King When I shall bring you to the weeping heart Of this poor man some may allow his penitence So great it may invite a mercy to him Alass he was betray'd to the black deed Both sword and soul compell'd to 't Ki. Here 's a prodigie Ro. Are you acquainted with the guilty person That you dare thus extenuate his fact Ma. I am and dare produce him here he stands So far from wishes to out-live the Prince He begs to wait upon his Shade An. Does he not bleed Ki. Apprehend his person Ma. They are but churlish drops And know not their own happiness this wound Was made by Carlo yet how slow it weeps To answer his effusion could I reach Their orifice I 'd kiss the crimson lips For his dear name that made 'em Men. Did he kill him Justice Sir Justice I beg for Justice Upon this Murderer Pe. Now it works Ki. You by what nearer interest in Carlo Should you imagine we are slow to punish him 'T was a black hour when Carlo saw thee first Rewarded now for all his love to prison with him And let him see no day Ex. guarded Ma. I kiss your Sentence An. This circumstance is strange I am not satisfied Ex. Ant. after Manuell Enter Clara Ki. How is the Princess Cl. Sir she is alive And would be glad to hear the Prince were so Ki. We cannot promise Clara Roderigo We should be satisfied where his Body is for 't is without a Soul I fear by this time Ro. I could instruct the Surgeon a way To make that sure Me. And Manuell hath confess'd himself the Murderer To Clara Pe. This change was unexpected Cla. Is he gone to Prison then Me. Go home by that time thou Hast wept out all thy tears I 'll come and tell thee A little sad tale Clara that shall make An end and we will break our hearts together Ki. Mendoza Me. Sir Ki. Why does thy grief appear So rude to out-swell mine he was my Son Me. My tears are anger Sir as well as grief That he that did commit this Paricide Should be so impudent to say he lov'd him Ki. That amazes me Me. But Traitours have their Gloss And dare expound their disobedient acts A branch of their allegiance precious jugglings Treason would be too ugly to appear With his own face but Duty and Religion Are hansome visors to abuse weak sight That cannot penetrate beyond the bark And false complexion of things I hope You wo'not think a single death sufficient If Iulio dye Ki. Carlo thou meanst Me. I I the Prince I know not what I say Sir Things make me wild Pe. Take heed Sir what you say Enter Antonio Roderigo at one dore and at the other dore Piracquo and a Lord discoursing Piracquo is return'd Pi. My son confess the deed and sent to Prison so Ki. Now Sir An. How is the Prince my Lord Pi. This was an act of his last strength as when A short-liv'd Taper makes a blaze it has Direction to your Sister Sir and I His last commands I fear Pir. gives Ant. a Letter An. For the conveyance Trust that to me give this Sir to my Sister To his Servant Ki. Then he is dead Piracquo Pi. Not yet Sir But he hath such a wound will not allow Him many minutes life 't is mortall Sir They say and wo'not pain him past next dressing Ro. How things succeed to my Ambition Sir Me. I care not for my head now let him take it 'T is but for keeping counsell Ro. It is apparent this misfortune grew From both their loves to Clara Ki. Thy son Piracquo dyes Pi. Great Sir hear me An. Manuell affirms he did not know the Prince I' th' habit of a More and that his Page By the command of Carlo told him that His Master had been wounded by that More To engage their fight Pi. All this the Prince acknowledg'd Ro. These are devices to paint Manuel's Treason Pi. I sooner dare believe one accent from The Prince's breath when his just soul was parting Than all your Commentaries I am bold Nor can the Law and all your anger weigh So heavy as my curse upon his head That durst lift up a Sword to wound the Prince But let not passion take away your justice 'T is that I kneel for Ki. Against whom Piracquo Pi. 'gainst him that 's guilty of the Prince's loss You may incline to think poor Manuell innocent Ki. What riddle 's this Ro. Has not your son Piracquo Confess'd himself the Murderer An. Manuel's fortune Distracts the old man Pi. Pardon my love of truth I here accuse Mendoza that hath slept so long in Treason Me. Ha Pe Pedro Pi. If he deny I ha' proof to make him blush And sink him with dishonour Pedro can Relate a Story will be worth your wonder Me. Nay then 't is come about I see I cannot Sir confess in better time Don Manuel has accus'd himself unjustly For Carlo's death that Prince if I may trust A Wife upon her death-bed Enter Isabella Ki. Roderigo Give us account from their examination And guide us in this Labyrinth Piracquo Return toth ' Prince what Death hath left of him Command may be attended hither Isa. Sir if you please I have a great desire To take a sad leave of the Prince and kiss His pale hand ere his Body be embalm'd And sear-cloths hide him from us Ki. It will but Enlarge