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A17956	The tragedie of Mariam, the faire queene of Iewry. VVritten by that learned, vertuous, and truly noble ladie, E.C.; Mariam	Cary, Elizabeth, Lady, 1585 or 6-1639.; Berkeley, Elizabeth, Lady, 1575-1635, attributed name.; Carey, Elizabeth, Lady, d. 1618, attributed name.	1613 (1613)	STC 4613; ESTC S107482	37,003	72

THE TRAGEDIE OF MARIAM THE FAIRE Queene of Iewry Written by that learned vertuous and truly noble Ladie E. C. LONDON Printed by Thomas Creede for Richard Hawkins and are to be solde at his shoppe in Chancery Lane neere vnto Sargeants Inne 1613 TO DIANAES EARTHLIE DEPVTESSE and my worthy Sister Mistris Elizabeth Carye WHen cheerfull Phoebus his full course hath run His sisters fainter beams our harts doth cheere So your faire Brother is to mee the Sunne And you his Sister as my Moone appeere You are my next belou'd my second Friend For when my Phoebus absence makes it Night Whilst to th' Antipodes his beames do bend From you my Phoebe shines my second Light Hee like to SOL cleare-sighted constant free You LVNA-like vnspotted chast diuine Hee shone on Sicily you destin'd bee T' illumine the now obscurde Palestine My first was consecrated to Apollo My second to DIANA now shall follow E. C. The names of the Speakers Herod King of Iudea Doris his first Wife Mariam his second Wife Salome Herods Sister Antipater his sonne by Salome Alexandra Mariams mother Sillius Prince of Arabia Constabarus husband to Salome Phaeroras Herods Brother Graphina his Loue Babus first Sonne Babus second Sonne Annanell the high Priest Sohemus a counsellor to Herod Nuntis Bu another Messenger Chorus a Companie of Iewes The Argument HErod the sonne of Antipater an Idumean hauing crept by the fauor of the Romanes into the Iewish Monarchie married Mariam the daughter of Hircanus the rightfull King and Priest and for her besides her high blood being of singular beautie hee reputiated Doris his former Wife by whome hee had Children This Mariam had a Brother called Aristobolus and next him and Hircanus his Graund-father Herod in his Wiues right had the best title Therefore to remooue them he charged the first with treason and put him to death and drowned the second vnder colour of sport Alexandra Daughter to the one and Mother to the other accused him for their deaths before Anthony So when hee was forc'te to goe answere this Accusation at Rome he left the custodie of his wife to Iosephus his Vncle that had married his Sister Salome and cut of a violent affection vnwilling any should enioy her after him hee gaue strict and priuate commaundement that if hee were slaine shee should be put to death But he returned with much honour yet found his Wife extreamely discontented to whom Iosephus had meaning it for the best to proue Herod loued her reuealed his charge So by Salomes accusation hee put Iosephus to death but was reconciled to Mariam who still bare the death of her Friends exceeding hardly In this meane time Herod was againe necessarily to reuisite Rome for Caesar hauing ouerthrowne Anthony his great friend was likely to make an alteration of his Fortune In his absence newes came to Ierusalem that Caesar had put him to death their willingnes it should be so together with the likelyhood gaue this Rumor so good credit as Sohemus that had suceeded Iosephus charge succeeded him likewise in reuealing it So at Herods returne which was speedy and vnexpected he found Mariam so farre from ioye that she shewed apparant signes of sorrow Hee still desiring to winne her to a better humour she being very vnable to conceale her passion fell to vpbraiding him with her Brothers death As they were thus debating came in a fellow with a Cuppe of Wine who hired by Salome saide first it was a Loue potion which Mariam desired to deliuer to the King but afterwards he affirmed that it was a poyson and that Sohemus had tolde her somewhat which procured the vehement hate in her The King hearing this more moued with Iealousie of Sohemus then with this intent of poyson sent her away and presently after by the instigation of Salome she was beheaded Which rashnes was afterward punished in him with an intollerable and almost Frantike passion for her death Actus primus Scoena prima Mariam sola HOw oft haue I with publike voyce runne on To censure Romes last Hero for deceit Because he wept when Pompeis life was gone Yet when he liu'd hee thought his Name too great But now I doe recant and Roman Lord Excuse too rash a judgement in a woman My Sexe pleads pardon pardon then afford Mistaking is with vs but too too common Now doe I finde by selfe Experience taught One Object yeelds both griefe and ioy You wept indeed when on his worth you thought But ioyd that slaughter did your Foe destroy So at his death your Eyes true droppes did raine Whom dead you did not wish aliue againe When Herod liu'd that now is done to death Oft haue I wisht that I from him were free Oft haue I wisht that he might lose his breath Oft haue I wisht his Carkas dead to see Then Rage and Scorne had put my loue to flight That Loue which once on him was firmely set Hate hid his true affection from my sight And kept my heart from paying him his debt And blame me not for Herods Iealousie Had power euen constancie it selfe to change For hee by barring me from libertie To shunne my ranging taught me first to range But yet too chast a Scholler was my hart To learne to loue another then my Lord To leaue his Loue my lessons former part I quickly learn'd the other I abhord But now his death to memorie doth call The tender loue that he to Mariam bare And mine to him this makes those riuers fall Which by an other thought vnmoistned are For Aristobolus the lowlyest youth That euer did in Angels shape appeare The cruell Herod was not mou'd to ruth Then why grieues Mariam Herods death to heare Why ioy I not the tongue no more shall speake That yeelded forth my brothers latest dome Both youth and beautie might thy furie breake And both in him did ill befit a Tombe And worthy Grandsire ill did he requite His high Assent alone by thee procur'd Except he murdred thee to free the spright Which still he thought on earth too long immur'd How happie was it that Sohemus minde Was mou'd to pittie my distrest estate Might Herods life a trustie seruant finde My death to his had bene vnseparate These thoughts haue power his death to make me beare Nay more to wish the newes may firmely hold Yet cannot this repulse some falling teare That will against my will some griefe vnfold And more I owe him for his loue to me The deepest loue that euer yet was seene Yet had I rather much a milke-maide bee Then be the Monarke of Iudeas Queene It was for nought but loue he wisht his end Might to my death but the vaunt-currier proue But I had rather still be foe then friend To him that saues for hate and kills for loue Hard-hearted Mariam at thy discontent What flouds of teares haue drencht his manly face How canst thou then so faintly now lament Thy truest louers death a deaths disgrace I now mine eyes you

my brothers tongue that cast this doubt I frō his hart would haue the question out With this keene fauchion but t is you my Lord Against whose head I must not lift a sword I am so tide in gratitude Const. belieue You haue no cause to take it ill If any word of mine your heart did grieue The word discented from the speakers will I know it was not feare the doubt begun But rather valour and your care of me A coward could not be your fathers sonne Yet know I doubts vnnecessarie be For who can thinke that in Anthonius fall Herod his bosome friend should scape vnbrusde Then Caesar we might thee an idiot call If thou by him should'st be so farre abusde Babus 2. Sonne Lord Constab: let me tell you this Vpon submission Caesar will forgiue And therefore though the tyrant did amisse It may fall out that he will let him liue Not many yeares agone it is since I Directed thither by my fathers care In famous Rome for twice twelue monthes did liue My life from Hebrewes crueltie to spare There though I were but yet of boyish age I bent mine eye to marke mine eares to heare Where I did see Octauious then a page When first he did to Iulions sight appeare Me thought I saw such mildnes in his face And such a sweetnes in his lookes did grow Withall commixt with so maiesticke grace His Phisnomy his Fortune did foreshow For this I am indebted to mine eye But then mine eare receiu'd more euidence By that I knew his loue to clemency How he with hottest choller could dispence Const. But we haue more then barely heard the news It hath bin twice confirm'd And though some tongue Might be so false with false report t' abuse A false report hath neuer lasted long But be it so that Herod haue his life Concealement would not then a whit auaile For certaine t' is that she that was my wife Would not to set her accusation faile And therefore now as good the venture giue And free our selues from blot of cowardise As show a pittifull desire to liue For who can pittie but they must despise Babus first sonne I yeeld but to necessitie I yeeld I dare vpon this doubt ingage mine arme That Herod shall againe this kingdome weeld And proue his death to be a false alarme Babus second sonne I doubt it too God grant it be an error T is best without a cause to be in terror And rather had I though my soule be mine My soule should lie then proue a true diuine Const. Come come let feare goe seeke a dastards nest Vndanted courage lies in a noble brest Actus 2. Scoena 3. Doris and Antipater Dor. YOur royall buildings bow your loftie side And scope to her that is by right your Queen Let your humilitie vpbraid the pride Of those in whom no due respect is seene Nine times haue we with Trumpets haughtie sound And banishing sow'r Leauen from our taste Obseru'd the feast that takes the fruit from ground Since I faire Citie did behold thee last So long it is since Mariams purer cheeke Did rob from mine the glory And so long Since I returnd my natiue Towne to seeke And with me nothing but the sense of wrong And thee my Boy whose birth though great it were Yet haue thy after fortunes prou'd but poore When thou wert borne how little did I feare Thou shouldst be thrust from forth thy Fathers doore Art thou not Herods right begotten Sonne VVas not the haples Doris Herods wife Yes ere he had the Hebrew kingdome wonne I was companion to his priuate life VVas I not faire enough to be a Queene Why ere thou wert to me false Monarch tide My lake of beauty might as well be seene As after I had liu'd fiue yeeres thy Bride Yet then thine oath came powring like the raine Which all affirm'd my face without compare And that if thou might'st Doris loue obtaine For all the world besides thou didst not care Then was I yong and rich and nobly borne And therefore worthy to be Herods mate Yet thou vngratefull cast me off with scorne When Heauens purpose raisd your meaner fate Oft haue I begd for vengeance for this fact And with deiected knees aspiring hands Haue prayd the highest power to inact The fall of her that on my Trophee stands Reuenge I haue according to my will Yet where I wisht this vengeance did not light I wisht it should high-hearted Mariam kill But it against my whilome Lord did fight With thee sweet Boy I came and came to try If thou before his bastards might be plac'd In Herods royall seat and dignitie But Mariams infants here are onely grac'd And now for vs there doth no hope remaine Yet we will not returne till Herods end Be more confirmd perchance he is not slaine So glorious Fortunes may my Boy attend For if he liue hee 'll thinke it doth suffice That he to Doris shows such crueltie For as he did my wretched life dispise So doe I know I shall despised die Let him but proue as naturall to thee As cruell to thy miserable mother His crueltie shall not vpbraided bee But in thy fortunes I his faults will smother Antipat. Each mouth within the Citie loudly cries That Herods death is certaine therefore wee Had best some subtill hidden plot deuise That Mariams children might subuerted bee By poisons drinke or else by murtherous Knife So we may be aduanc'd it skils not how They are but Bastards you were Herods wife And foule adultery blotteth Mariams brow Doris They are too strong to be by vs remou'd Or else reuenges foulest spotted face By our detested wrongs might be approu'd But weakenesse must to greater power giue place But let vs now retire to grieue alone For solitarines best fitteth mone Actus secundus Scoena 4. Silleus and Constabarus Silleus WEll met Iudean Lord the onely wight Silleus wisht to see I am to call Thy tongue to strict account Const. For what despight I ready am to heare and answere all But if directly at the cause I gesse That breeds this challenge you must pardon me And now some other ground of fight professe For I haue vow'd vowes must vnbroken be Sill. What may be your expectation let me know Const. Why ought concerning Salom my sword Shall not be welded for a cause so low A blow for her my arme will scorne t' afford Sill. It is for slandering her vnspotted name And I will make thee in thy vowes despight Sucke vp the breath that did my Mistris blame And swallow it againe to doe her right Const. I prethee giue some other quarrell ground To finde beginning raile against my name Or strike me first or let some scarlet wound Inflame my courage giue me words of shame Doe thou our Moses sacred Lawes disgrace Depraue our nation doe me some despight I 'm apt enough to fight in any case But yet for Salome I will not fight Sill. Nor I for ought but

freedome sell Giue me my heart false creature t is a wrong My guiltles heart should now with thine be slaine Thou hadst no right to looke it vp so long And with usurper name I Mariam staine Enter Bu He: Haue you design'd Sohemus to his end Bu: I haue my Lord Herod Then call our royall guard To doe as much for Mariam they offend Leaue ill vnblam'd or good without reward Here take her to her death Come backe come backe What ment I to depriue the world of light To muffle Iury in the foulest blacke That euer was an opposite to white Why whither would you carrie her Sould you bad We should conduct her to her death my Lord Hero: Wie sure I did not Herod was not mad Why should she feele the furie of the sword Oh now the griefe returnes into my heart And pulles me peecemeale loue and hate doe fight And now hath boue acquir'd the greater part Yet now hath hate affection conquer'd quite And therefore beare her hence and Hebrew why Seaze you with Lyons pawes the fairest lam Of all the flocke she must not shall not die Without her I most miserable am And with her more then most away away But beare her but to prison not to death And is she gon indeed stay villaines stay Her lookes alone preseru'd your Soueraignes breath Well let her goe but yet she shall not die I cannot thinke she ment to poison me But certaine t is she liu'd too wantonly And therefore shall she neuer more be free Actus 4. Scoena 5. Bu. FOule villaine can thy pitchie coloured soule Permit thine eare to heare her caules doome And not inforce thy tongue that tale controule That must vniustly bring her to her too me Oh Salome thou hast thy selfe repaid For all the benefits that thou hast done Thou art the cause I haue the queene betraid Thou hast my hart to darkest false-hood wonne I am condemn'd heau'n gaue me not my tongue To slander innocents to lie deceiue To be the hatefull instrument to wrong The earth of greatest glory to bereaue My sinne ascends and doth to heau'n crie It is the blackest deed that euer was And there doth sit an Angell notarie That doth record it downe in leaues of brasse Oh how my heart doth quake Achitophel Thou founds a meanes thy selfe from shame to free And sure my soule approues thou didst not well All follow some and I will follow thee Actus 4. Scoena 6. Constabarus Babus Sonnes and their guard Const: NOw here we step our last the way to death We must not tread this way a second time Yet let vs resolutely yeeld our breath Death is the onely ladder Heau'n to clime Babus 1. Sonne With willing mind I could my selfe resigne But yet it grieues me with a griefe vntold Our death should be accompani'd with thine Our friendship we to thee haue dearely sold Const. Still wilt thou wrong the sacred name of friend Then should'st thou neuer stile it friendship more But base mechanicke traffique that doth lend Yet will be sure they shall the debt restore I could with needlesse complement returne T is for thy ceremonie I could say T is I that made the fire your house to burne For but for me she would not you betray Had not the damned woman sought mine end You had not bene the subiect of her hate You neuer did her hatefull minde offend Nor could your deaths haue freed your nuptiall fate Therefore faire friends though you were still vnborne Some other subtiltie deuisde should bee Were by my life though guiltles should be torne Thus haue I prou'd t is you that die for mee And therefore should I weakely now lament You haue but done your duties friends should die Alone their friends disaster to preuent Though not compeld by strong necessitie But now farewell faire citie neuer more Shall I behold your beautie shining bright Farewell of Iewish men the worthy store But no farewell to any female wight You wauering crue my curse to you I leaue You had but one to giue you any grace And you your selues will Mariams life bereaue Your common-wealth doth innocencie chase You creatures made to be the humane curse You Tygers Lyonesses hungry Beares Teare massacring Hienas nay far worse For they for pray doe shed their fained teares But you will weepe you creatures crosse to good For your vnquenched thirst of humane blood You were the Angels cast from heaue'n for pride And still doe keepe your Angels outward show But none of you are inly beautifide For still your heau'n depriuing pride doth grow Did not the sinnes of many require a scourge Your place on earth had bene by this withstood But since a flood no more the world must purge You staid in office of a second flood You giddy creatures sowers of debate You 'll loue to day and for no other cause But for you yesterday did deply hate You are the wreake of order breach of lawes You best are foolish froward wanton vaine Your worst adulterous murderous cunning proud And Salome attends the latter traine Or rather he their leader is allowd I do the sottishnesse of men bewaile That doe with following you inhance your pride T' were better that the humane race should faile Then be by such a mischiefe multiplide Chams seruile curse to all your sexe was giuen Because in Paradise you did offend Then doe we not resist the will of Heauen When on your willes like seruants we attend You are to nothing constant but to ill You are with nought but wickednesse indude Your loues are set on nothing but your will And thus my censure I of you conclude You are the least of goods the worst of euils Your best are worse then men your worst then diuels Babus second sonne Come let vs to our death are we not blest Our death will freedome from these creatures giue Those trouble quiet sowers of vnrest And this I vow that had I leaue to liue I would for euer leade a single life And neuer venter on a diuellish wife Actus 4. Scoena 7. Herod and Salome Herod NAy she shall die Die quoth you that she shall But for the meanes The meanes Me thinks t is hard To finde a meanes to murther her withall Therefore I am resolu'd she shall be spar'd Salom. Why let her be beheaded Her That were well Thinke you that swords are miracles like you Her skinne will eu'ry Curtlax edge refell And then your enterprise you well may rue What if the fierce Arabian notice take Of this your wretched weaponlesse estate They answere when we bid resistance make That Mariams skinne their fanchions did rebate Beware of this you make a goodly hand If you of weapons doe depriue our Land Sal. Why drowne her then Herod Indeed a sweet deuice Why would not eu'ry Riuer turne her course Rather then doe her beautie preiudice And be reuerted to the proper sourse So not a drop of water should be found In all Iudeas quondam