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A36692
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The Spanish fryar, or, The double discovery acted at the Duke's Theatre / written by John Dryden ...
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Dryden, John, 1631-1700.
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To find at my return my Master murther'd O that I could but weep to vent my Passion But this dry Sorrow burns up all my Tears Alph. Mourn inward Brother 't is observ'd at Courâ— Who weeps and who wears black and your Return Will fix all Eyes on every Act of yours To see how you resent King Sancho's Death Raym. What generous man can live with that Constraint Upon his Soul to bear much less to flatter A Court like this can I sooth Tyranny Seem pleas'd to see my Royal Master murther'd His Crown usurp'd a Distaff in the Throne A Council made of such as dare not speak And could not if they durst whence honest men Banish themselves for shame of being there A Government that knowing not true wisedom Is scorn'd abroad and lives on Tricks at home Alph. Vertue must be thrown off 't is a coarse garment Too heavy for the sunshine of a Court Raym. Well then I will dissemble for an end So great so pious as a just Revenge You 'll join with me Alphon. No honest man but must Pedro What Title has this Queen but Lawless Force And Force must pull her down Alphon. Truth is I pity Leonora's case Forc'd for her Safety to commit a Crime Which most her Soul abhors Raym. All she has done or e'er can doe of good This one black Deed has damn'd Pedro You 'll hardly gain your Son to our Design Raym. Your reason for 't Pedro I want time to unriddle it Put on your tother Face the Queen approches Enter the Queen Bertran and Attendants Raym. And that accursed Bertran Stalks close behind her like a Witche's Fiend Pressing to be employ'd stand and observe them Queen to Bertran Bury'd in private and so suddenly It crosses my Design which was t' allow The Rites of Funeral fitting his Degree With all the Pomp of mourning Bert. It was not safe Objects of pity when the cause is new Would work too fiercely on the giddy Crowd Had Caesar's body never been expos'd Brutus had gain'd his Cause Queen Then was he lov'd Bertran O never man so much for Saint-like goodness Pedro Aside Had bad men fear'd him but as good men lov'd him He had not yet been sainted Queen I wonder how the People bear his Death Bertr Some discontent there are some idle murmurs Pedro How Idle Murmurs Let me plainly speak The doors are all shut up the wealthier sort With Arms a-cross and Hats upon their Eyes Walk to and fro before their silent Shops Whole droves of Lenders crowd the Banquers doors To call in Money those who have none mark Where Money goes for when they rise 't is Plunder The Rabble gather round the Man of News And listen with their Mouths Some tell some hear some judge of News some make it And he who lies most loud is most believ'd Queen This may be dangerous Raym. Aside Pray Heaven it may Bertr If one of you must fall Self-preservation is the first of Laws And if when Subjects are oppress'd by Kings They justifie Rebellion by that Law As well may Monarchs turn the edge of right To cut for them when self-defence requires it Queen You place such Arbitrary Power in Kings That I much fear if I should make you one You 'll make your self a Tyrant let these know By what Authority you did this Act. Bertran You much surprize me to demand that Question But since Truth must be told 'T was by your own Queen Produce it or By Heaven your Head shall answer The Forfeit of your Tongue Raym. Aside Brave mischief towards Bertran You bad me Queen When and where Bertr No I confess you bad me not in words The Dial spoke not but it made shrewd signs And pointed full upon the stroke of Murther Yet this you said You were a woman ignorant and weak So left it to my care Queen What if I said I was a woman ignorant and weak Were you to take th' advantage of my Sex And play the Devil to tempt me You contriv'd You urg'd you drove me headlong to your toiles And if much tir'd and frighted more I paus'd Were you to make my Doubts your own Commission Bertr This 't is to serve a Prince too faithfully Who free from Laws himself will have that done Which not perform'd brings us to sure Disgrace And if perform'd to Ruin Queen This 't is to counsel things that are unjust First to debauch a King to break his Laws Which are his safety and then seek Protection From him you have endanger'd but Just Heaven When Sins are judg'd will damn the tempting Devil More deep than those he tempted Bert. If Princes not protect thâ—ir Ministers What man will dare to serve them Queen None will dare To serve them ill when they are left to Laws But when a Counsellor to save himself Would lay Miscarriages upon his Prince Exposing him to publick Rage and Hate O 't is an Act as infamously base As should a common Souldier sculk behind And thrust his General in the Front of War It shews he onely serv'd himself before And had no sense of Honour Country King But center'd on himself and us'd his Master As Guardians do their Wards with shows of care But with intent to sell the publick Safety And pocket up his Prince Pedro Aside Well said i'faith This Speech is eâ—en too good for an Usurper Bertr I see for whom I must be sacrific'd And had I not been sotted with my zeal I might have found it sooner Queen From my sight The Prince who bears an Insolence like this Is such an Image of the Powers above As is the Statue of the Thundring God Whose Bolts the Boys may play with Bertran Unreveng'd I will not fall nor single Exit Bertran cum suis. Queen to Raymond who kisses her hand Qu. Welcome welcome I saw you not before one Honest Lord Is hid with ease among a Crowd of Courtiers How can I be too gratefull to the Father Of such a Son as Torrismond Raym. His Actions were but Duty Queen Yet My Lord All have not paid that Debt like noble Torrismond You hear how Bertran brands me with a Crime Of which your Son can witness I am free I sent to stop the Murther but too late For Crimes are swift but Penitence is slow The bloudy Bertran diligent in ill Flew to prevent the soft returns of Pity Raym. O cursed Haste of making sure a Sin Can you forgive the Traytor Queen Never never 'T is written here in Characters so deep That seven years hence 'till then should I not meet him And in the Temple then I 'll drag him thence Ev'n from the Holy Altar to the Block Raym. Aside She 's fir'd as I would wish her aid me Justice As all my ends are thine to gain this Point And ruin both at once It wounds indeed To her To bear Affronts too great to be forgiven And not have Power to punish yet one way There is to ruin Bertran Queen O there 's
a spotless Virgin still for me she 's never the worse for my wearing I 'll take my Oath on 't I have liv'd with her with all the Innocence of a Man of Threescore like a peaceable Bedfellow as I am Elvi. Indeed Sir I have no reason to complain of him for disturbing of my Sleep Dom. A fine Commendation you have given your self the Church did not marry you for that Pedro Come come your Grievances your Grievances Dom. Why Noble Sir I 'll tell you Gom. Peace Fryar and let me speak first I am the Plaintiff Sure you think you are in the Pulpit where you preach by hours Dom. And you edifie by minutes Gom. Where you make Doctrins for the People and Uses and Applications for your selves Pedro Gomez give way to the old Gentleman in black Gom. No! the t'other old Gentleman in black shall take me if I do I will speak first nay I will Fryar for all your Verbum Sacerdotis I 'll speak truth in few words and then you may come afterwards and lye by the clock as you use to doe For let me tell you Gentlemen he shall lye and forswear himself with any Fryar in all Spain that 's a bold word now Dom. Let him alone let him alone I shall fetch him back with a Circum-bendibus I warrant him Alph. Well What have you to say against your Wife Gomez Gom. Why I say in the first place that I and all men are married for our Sins and that our Wives are a Judgement that a Batchelour cobler is a happier man than a Prince in Wedlock that we are all visited with a Houshold Plague and Lord have mercy upon us should be written on all our doors Dom. Now he reviles Marriage which is one of the seven blessed Sacraments Gom. 'T is liker one of the seven deadly Sins but make your best on 't I care not 't is but binding a man Neck and Heels for all that But as for my Wife that Crocodile of Nilus she has wickedly and traiterously conspir'd the Cuckoldom of me her anointed Sovereign Lord and with the help of the aforesaid Fryar whom Heaven confound and with the Limbs of one Colonel Hernando Cuckold-maker of this City devilishly contriv'd to steal herself away and under her Arm feloniously to bear one Casket of Diamonds Pearls and other Jewels to the Value of 30000 Pistols Guilty or Not guilty how saiest thou Culprit Dom. False and scandalous Give me the Book I 'll take my corporal Oath pointblank against every particular of this Charge Elvi. And so will I. Dom. As I was walking in the Streets telling my Beads and praying to my self according to my usual custom I heard a foul Out-cry before Gomez his Portal and his Wife my Penitent making dolefull Lamentations Thereupon making what haste my Limbs would suffer me that are crippl'd with often kneeling I saw him Spurning and Fisting her most unmercifully whereupon using Christian Arguments with him to desist he fell violently upon me without respect to my Sacerdotal Orders pusht me from him and turn'd me about with a Finger and a Thumb just as a Man would set up a Top. Mercy quoth I. Damme quoth he And still continued Labouring me till a good minded Colonel came by whom as Heaven shall save me I had never seen before Gom. O Lord O Lord Dom. Ay and O Lady O Lady too I redouble my Oath I had never seen him Well this Noble Colonel like a true Gentleman was for taking the weaker part you may be sure whereupon this Gomez flew upon him like a Dragon got him down the Devil being strong in him and gave him Bastinado on Bastinado and Buâ—â—et upon Buffet which the poor meek Colonel being prostrate suffered with a most Christian Patience Gom. Who he meek I 'm sure I quake at the very thought of him why he 's as fierce as Rhodomont he made Assault and Battery upon my Person beat me into all the colours of the Rainbow And every word this abominable Priest has utter'd is as false as the Alcoran But if you want a thorough pac'd Lyar that will swear through thick and thin commend me to a Fryar Enter Lorenzo who comes behind the Company and stands at his Father 's back unseen over against Gomez Lor. Aside How now What 's here to doe my Cause a trying as I live and that before my own Father now Fourscore take him for an old bawdy Magistrate that stands like the Picture of Madam Justice with a pair of Scales in his Hand to weigh Lechery by Ounces Alph. Well but all this while who is this Colonel Hernando Gom. He 's the First-begotten of Beelzebub with a Face as terrible as Demogorgon Lorenzo peeps up over Alph. head and stares at Gomez No! I lye I lye He 's a very proper handsom fellow well proportion'd and clean shap'd with a Face like a Cherubin Ped. What backward and forward Gomez dost thou hunt counter Alph. Had this Colonel any former Design upon your Wife for if that be prov'd you shall have Justice Gom. Aside Now I dare speak let him look as dreadfully as he will I say Sir and I will prove it that he had a leud Design upon her Body and attempted to corrupt her Honesty Lor. lifts up his Fist clench'd at him I confess my Wife was as willing as himself and I believe 't was she corrupted him for I have known him formerly a very civil and modest person Elvi. You see Sir he contradicts himself at every word he 's plainly mad Alph. Speak boldly man and say what thou wilt stand by did he strike thee Gom. I will speak Boldly He struck me on the Face before my own threshold that the very walls cry'd shame on him Lor. holds up again 'T is true I gave him Provocation for the man 's as peaceable a Gentleman as any is in all Spain Dom. Now the Truth comes out in spight of him Ped. I believe the Fryar has bewitch'd him Alph. For my part I see no wrong that has been offer'd him Gom. How no wrong why he ravish'd me with the help of two Souldiers carried me away vi armis and would have put me into a Plot against the Government Lor. holds up again I confess I never could endure the Government because it was Tyrannical but my Sides and Shoulders are Black and Blew as I can strip and shew the Marks of ' em Lor. again But that might happen too by a Fall that I got yesterday upon the Pebbles All laugh Dom. Fresh Straw and a dark Chamber a most manifest Judgment there never comes better of railing against the Church Gom. Why what will you have me say I think you 'll make me mad Truth has been at my Tongue 's end this half hour and I have not power to bring it out for fear of this bloudy minded Colonel Alph. What Colonel Gom. Why my Colonel I mean my Wife's Colonel that appears there to me like my malus