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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A74717	The amourous fantasme a tragi-comedy. By Sr. William Lower knight.	Quinault, Philippe, 1635-1688.; Lower, William, Sir, 1600?-1662.	1659 (1659)	Wing Q215; Thomason E2108_1; ESTC R210061	35,004	96

wherein my soule Is now to quench my feirce flame with my blood And though my blood thus shed would make my fortune More sweet I would conserve it since t is yours Alphonso How comes it that thou hast so strong a hatred For life thou canst not doubt Climenes love The passion of the Duke alarumes thee Too much if thou lou'st much thou art no lesse Belou'd Fabritio A faire appearance oftentimes Beareth false wittnes I assur'd my selfe Too much of her sidelitie and though I could doubt the report my senses made me I have too sure a testimonie of her Perfidiousnes since her owne mouth confirm'd it She entertain'd in amourous discourse My happie Rivall with so passionate An air that I forgate both my respect Vnto the Duke and the care of my life In uttering my despight the Duke possess'd Strongly with love and hate gave expresse order Vnto his Guards to kill me but I knowing That my defence then was unprofitable Vnder a dark porch sought my sanctuarie Whilst an unfortunate stranger walking that way They took to apprehend me in the darke Was suddenlie environ'd with the Guards And peirced through with halbards assoone as Those murtherers were gone to draw my life Out of such hazards and to make this errour More probable I took the bloodie cloaths Of that deplorable body and was readie To leave it mine having cast his into The current of the river when a noyse Of voices crossing my designe I was Constrain'd to leave that body naked and Without life to come speedilie to you And to advertise you of this event Alphonso I feare the issue of this blest succsse Know that the Duke boasts of thy death alreadie He thinkes it just which maketh me to judge That thy preserved life is still in danger If thou desirest to obey thy Father Stay not a minute here but seek thy safety In sudden absence Fabritio But What! must I leave Climene Alphonso She hath left thee her example Shewes thee the way to infidelitie If to betray a person that doth love us Be a base act to love one that betrayes us Is no lesse weaknes Fabritio I am stil a Lovet Though an abused Lover and she hath More beautie then injustice her crime puts No fearful object in her eyes and countenance Although she cease to love she ceaseth not To be belov'd and my heart charm'd by her Deceives it selfe if it thinks to be able To hate her though she hath betrayed it Alphonso I finde that absence is the onelie remedie For this disease t is fitt thy passion yeild To my desires fly through obedience Or through resentment oh assure thy safety By thy remove t is that which Idesire Fabritio And which I feare Alphonso That matters not Fabritio But Sir Alphonso But I command it thee for feare to be Perceiv'd goe forth without attendance and Without noyse unto Carlos house and there Passe the rest of the night to morrow earlie Before the day break take the way to Florence VVhere I have many Friēds that will defend thee In the meane time I 'le send thee by a friend A horse and money for thy journey haste Fabritio My Sister Alphonso Add not to my miserie By sad regretts be gone be gone adiew Let me embrace thee I deprive my selfe Of my most deare support but though I lose thee T is with intent to save thee Exit Fabritio SCENA SEPTIMA ALPHONSO ISABELLA Isabella By what crueltie Banish you my deare Brother Alphonso Isabella Thou speakest like a Sister and I act As Father it is farre more pleasing to me To have an absent Sonne then none at all I will deceive the Duke by taking of His unjust pursuit gainst his life when he Shall fully understand his death I will To morrow that my house be all in mourning That this corps be interred for my Sonne And to the end that all Ferrara be Deceived with the Duke I 'le honour it VVith funerall pompe this is a debt we owe. Vnto a blood whose losse hath conserv'd ours Although we had no further use of it Lastly SCENA OCTAVO Fabritio Alphonso Isabella Fabritio S Ir Alphonso VVhat is it that troubles thee Fabritio I met the Duke Sir at our dore he follow'd A torch which might perhaps discover me I heare noise he pursues me oh receive him Alphonso O duty too unjust cruel constraint Goe quicklie with thy Sister Isabella Intothat closet Isabella He goes to Carlos house what shall I doe Fabritio Come along with me what should hinder you Isabella I feare you should be seene and there fore would That the light might be put out in this place Fabritio I contradict not les us enter then SCENA NONA Carlos comming out of the closet Carlos They are both entered I must quickly forth Fortune no longer seemeth to be contrarie To my designes the way is free but what I heare the Fathers voice oh how unhappie Am I SCENA DECIMA The Duke Valerio Alphonso Carlos Guards Duke ALphonso I am not deceiv'd Your sone is Living I have seene him having Vnderstood that Climene in a soowne Fainted being carefull of so faire a life And guided by my love I went unto Her house where happilie I saw your sonne I know that she adores him and dare say That her disease wil Vanish if he Lives Lastly I wish it and am come of purpose To be informed cleerelie of this truth Alphonso shewing the Duke the body which is upon the bed Alphonso SIr you may easilie be cleerd herin Behould my sonne judge if his losse be certaine You fear'd him living doe not feare him dead See his congealed blood fmoaks at your presen●● Duke It is too much I 'm fullie satisfied That he is dead but what did Carlos heere Without light Carlos To secure my Friend I must Feign hand somlie aside Duke He seemes to be astonish'd Carlos Sir t is not without cause that I am so For comming here to understand the newes of my deare Friend Fabritios destinie Assoone as I entered that open chamber His Ghost appear'd before me in a posture So dreadfull that I tremble to thinke on 't He had the figure of a fearefull Fantasme His bosom was opened with a large wound His colour pale and all his bod bloodie He came towards me with a staggering pace And darted forth a look though languishing Yet feirce a bleak and black blood issued Out of his mouth and in his eyes grim death Walked the round Duke I also saw just now Fabritios shape but much lesse horrible Mc thought he was allve Carlos I dare engage My credit that your Highnesse saw his shadow Aswell as I. Duke T is that which doth confound me I still held for a fable what the vulgar Report of vaine ghostes and could not imagine That a spirit once departed from a body Should leave the dead to come among the living Cease to be simple and be visible Having no more a body Notwithstanding This success stattles

have on this occasion discours'd Conrrarie to my sentiment and perhaps I should be so farre from believing me Injur'd thereby that you would have oblig'd me In not obeying me Carlos I 'm rap'd in pleasant wonder if those words Astonish me they charme me more if I Must stay to please you nothing is more easie Then to content you fully in that point Seeing obedience is not pleasing to you I will stay Madame and will not obey Isabella It is too late begone my mind is chang'd Occasion is lost assoone as ' pass'd You would have too much pride and I should have Too little if after such a confession I should detaine you here Carlos This order is Severe and rigourous Isabella But it is just I love not alwaies to be disobey'd Follow Clarina goe and have a care You be not seen O Heaven I heare my Father Clarina Alas we are undone perhaps he doubted Of your intelligence enter forthwith Into this closet SCENA TERTIA. Alphonso Clarina Isabella ALPHONSO Oh Daughter daughter ISABELLA He appeareth furious a side I read my sad misfortune in his eyes ALPHONSO Can I live after such high injuries ISABELLA What is the Matter Sir ALPHONSO How demandest thou Dost thou not plainelie see in the excesse Of my quick griefes that I am burthered with The greatest of misfortunes ISABELLA What miffortune Oh! Father ALPHONSO Isabella Isabella I must no more be called by that name ISABELLA I feign'd in vaine t is best to confesse all ALPHONSO O fatall chang Heaven who could'er have thought it ISABELLA Sir I beseech you heare me ALPHONSO What would'st thou That I should heare I know now but to well What that love costeth me which taketh pleasure In blood and teares and hideth deadlie poisons When it shewes flowers Isabella I confesse Alphonso Oh how often Our expectations are deceiv'd in'wishing Children we wish troubles and punishments Isab If his death Alph. Yes his death is certaine Isabella Suffer That by my teares Alphonso Thou sheddest them in vaine Isabella Father revenge is easie Alphonso But alas What should I enterprise against the Duke Isabella The Duke What say you Alphonso Art thou ignorant That my sonne by his order receiv'd death Isabella I know it not oh miserable destinie Alphonso Valerio from him brought me the sad newes And would enforce me to agree with him That he in killing him did not unjustly Isabella What crueltie is this wa st not ynough Through an unjust and barbarous constraint To forbid you a just revenge but even To complaine of the injurie Alphonso True Daughter To punish yet my sonne after his death They will I understand it and not murmur It seemes they have a minde that I should goe To kisse the hand that murthets me as being Stained and smoaking yet writh my sonnes blood Isabella But Sir consider in this sad conjuncture That my deare Brothers body doth expect Interment Alphonso Yes I have tooke care for that By order from me it is to be brought To this apart ement SCENA QUINTA Licastes Alpbonso Isabella Clarma Licasles THe death Sir of your sonne is but to certaine W 'ave brought his body into the next chāber Some little distance from this place we found it Stript and so much disfigured with wounds That we should not have judg'd it to be his If seeking carefully we had not found His coate not farre of and a little further His hart The thing which troubleth me most In this misfortune is that having made A fruitles search all over for the rest Of his habillements I could not finde Any one of them and can not imagine Who should have tane them thence Alphonso Vnhappie Sonne Of an unfortunate Father Licastes Sir you may From hence see this sad object if you please To cause that curtaine to be drawn aside Alphonso Draw it Licastes let me see my sorrow We would be private everie one retire The curtaine is drawne and he sets upon a bed a murthered body I cannot in this Lamentable object Discerne one seature of my Sonne and scarce Will my confusion give me leave to know Him whom I have begotten lying thus In such a mangled condition Sonne if it may be lawfull in the sad Estate wherein our miseries have put us For me to use that name sometime so sweet I must then say unto thee that this spectacle Makes me to feel thy wounds more sensibly Then thou thy selfe didst when thou didst receive them Thy miserable destinie and mine Differs not much the blood which thou shed'st is The purest in my veines the arme whose rigour Hasted thy death gave not the fatall stroak Through thy heart but it entered in my bowells And if we differ any thing in such A miserable fortune t is in this That I still feel the pressing evills which thou Sufferest no more Sources of my afflictions Deepe wounds which appeare now but bloody mouths Whose silent accents seeme here to folissit My arme to a reveng know that a subject Houlds not his Soveraignes fate betwene his hāds In vaine ye aske reveng ' gainst such a blood Alas here I can offer you no other But what my heart makes to flow from mine eyes Isabella The crueltie o' th' Duke Sir should be punish'd Alphonso He is my Prince although in my concernement A tyrant subjects destinies depend Vpon their Soveraignes a crime becomes Iust in their hands and if at any time Those earthlie Gods ought to be punished ' It must be by a thunder bolt from Heaven In this case I should make but vaine attempts If the Duke dye shall my Sonne live againe But what chance brings Clarina here in such Distracted haste SCENA QUINTA Clarina Alphonso Isabella Clarina Oh Signeur oh Madame Alphonso VVhat ayles thee art thou mad Clarina Oh I have seene Alphonso What hast thou seene that troubleth thee so much Clarina I have seene I have seene Alphonso VVhat hast thou seene Speake I conjure thee Clarina Since then I must speake it I 've seene a dead man walke Alphonso Th' ast lost thy reason Clarina Nothing 's more true that fearefull Fantasme followes My steps I heare him he pursues me save me Isabella It is my Brother Alphonso Straung It is my Sonne SCENA SEXTA Alphonso Fabritio Isabella Alphonso Sonne is my soule sure or am I deceiv'd Is this but an illusion which I see But a vaine object formed by my fancy If so finish my life heere with my errour Mayst thou yet be i' th' number of the living Fabritio i st thy body that I see Or i st thy shadow comest thou to fill me With joy or with affright come satisfie me Let me embrace thee Fabritio I see the light Sir and I finde here charms Since you esteeme my life at such a rate As to lament it lost not but as injur'd By love and fortune they should not doe to me A favour to deprive me of the light But though they should oblige me very much In the condition