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Juliana, or, The princess of Poland a tragicomedy, as it is acted at His Royal Highness the Duke of York's theatre / by J. Crown ...
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Crown, Mr. (John), 1640?-1712.
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and I had rather tell you with my Sword then my Pen which I had done if an unhappy accident had not confin'd me to a small Village and my Chamber and enforc't me to make use of the kindness of the bearer my Cousen the Duke of Novogrod to seek you The acquaintance you have had of my temper will easily give you to believe that I had rather fight ten battles then write six lines and therefore you must not expect long Epistles from me Then in short you have abus'd me with dissembled friendship affronted and ruin'd me by stealing away my Princess your crimes are unexpiable by any thing but your life which I expect you tender me on the point of your sword The circumstance as of time place and weapon I refer to your self and you may acquaint my Cousen the Duke whose return from you I expect with impatience Demetrius Lad. The Prince is very severe and his charge is high Paul Sir I suppose he hath reason Lad. That he ought to ' have been assur'd of e're he had condemn'd his friend Paul Well Sir in short your answer Lad. My answer is Sir that the Prince hath wrong'd me I 've not abus'd him with dissembled friendship Nor stole his Princess she remaines with him For ought I know so may my friendship too If 't pleases him Paul Oh heavens how unfortunate Am I in my love see he disowns my flight And he 'l disown the marriage too and I Shall pass for some base prostrate thing aside Lad. You seem disorder'd Sir Paul I am disorder'd Sir at what y 'ave said I only thought before the Princess lost to all her friends and fortunes but now 't is worse I see she 's lost to honour and fallen into the hands of one that basely disowns her Lad. You are too quick and fierce in your assertions Sir Paul No fiercer Sir Then the case merits Had you own'd her flight And own'd a marriage too it had been honourable For upon other tearms she would not flie But let me tell you Sir in the same breath In which you disown her flight you little less Then call her Strumpet Lad. Do you come here young Duke to talk or fight Paul Sir which you please To fight now that I had a Furies whip Totear thy heart and scourgethy perjur'd soul draws aside Lad. Must it be so Jo. Oh! murder murder Enter Joanna and Alexey Alex. Hold hold your hand Sir save that tender life Here is an enemy more fit for thee The. What Villains are these draws Lad. Ha! an ambush Paul Begone what mean you to betray me thus aside to Jo. Al. I am but humouring my part retire These are my servants Sir regard 'um not to Lad. I 'le play you no foul play retire I say to Jo. Al. Come come my Lord let us put up our anger This time and place are not convenient puts up For this besides I exceed my Commission in 't I should displease the Prince to take your life And grieve him to loose my own come let us talk By all that 's good I honour you And do believe you 'l tell me sacred truth Then tell me truly by the faith and honor Of a brave man do you know where the Princess Is fled and are you married to her or no Lad. Then by those sacred things by which you conjure me by any thing that 's more Divine then they I know not of her flight nor am I married to her Paul Walks up and down in a passion and disorder Paul Oh! horrid horrid I shall sink and die aside Lad. Sir you look pale how do you Paul I could find in my heart to stab him aside Lad. Your countenance changes Sir I fear you 'r ill and but dissemble it in complaisance pray let me wait upon you to your Chamber Paul No good my Lord no Ceremony pray Sweetnatur'd Devil aside Enter Sharnofsky conducting Juliana followed by Hypolita Emilia Francisca the Women all Vizarded Lad. Ha! what is 't I see It is a Vision Count Sharnofsky conducting a Lady out of yonder Monastery she and her Train all Mask't what should it mean my Lord I beg your pardon I 'le wait on you instantly Paul Oh! my sweet Lord Ironicè Ho there Jo. Al. Madam the news to her Joanna Alexy Paul Curland's a Monster Al. I 'le run and kill him Paul No let me alone I 'le kill him but it shall be with torments Steel Poison Fire Racks Scorpions Hell oh me unfortunate Jo. She 's grown distracted Paul Lead me I faint Jo. She swounes help help they carry her out Al. Who should these be The. Who 're these my Lord is gazing on so earnestly ha it should be his friend the Count but what 's that Vizard Lady see she unmasques Jul. Where are we now my Lord Shar I 'm sure not far from Count Colimskyes Gardens The. It is the Princess Lad. Heavens 't is my Princess 'T is she 't is she my guilty soul retires At th' apparition of that bright Divinity VVhich my soul whispers I have now offended Just so a suffering Saint that long had bin Triumphant over all the Arts of Sin And in all combats made a brave defende And still preserv'd entire his innocence But yet at last before he is aware Begins to slide into some pleasing snare By heaven surpriz'd his soul is then afraid Of joyes for which he had endur'd and pray'd Sh. I see the Garden gate this this way Madam Ex. Sh. Jul. c. Lad. Ha! vanquish't thus heavens unsold this Mystery It is too dark for me and I must follow To see the opening of this cloudy Scene Ex. The. See my Lord chases 'um I dread the event I wish some Mist had screen'd this horrid Vision from his sight Ex. Enter Sharnofsky Juliana Hyp. Em. Fran. The Scene a Garden at the one end a Palace Jul. Heavens in what shady path's my fortunes leads me And must I hide my head in Natures Nunnery among these Virgin flowers to save my self From him who now though he so proud can be Hath often for his safety fled to me Nor would it grieve me if I did but know For what it is he persecutes me so Or how I ever did offend this proud Aspiring Man that he should seek my blood Shar The Tyrant Madam thinks the Duke and you Do all his towring policies undo And then his active brain wants no design The strongest innocence to undermine Then for the State he doth bewitch their sense VVith the love-powder of his eloquence His sliding tongue doth with its charming strains Like a smooth Serpent coyle about their brains And with its sting not only taints the blood Of fools and bigotts but the wise and good But yet in spight of all such arts as these VVe 'l darken his proud Starrs and on his knees Yet make him er'e w' have done this fatal strife At these fair hands thus humbly ask his life At the instant that Shar
as formerly it was in Arms witnesse those new Academies and Societies Erected amongstus for Philosophical Commerce and the improvement of Language Wit and Arts Commodities which Forreigne Vertuosoes would have engrossed to themselves and till of late denyed to be the native growth of this now in all respects most happy and most fertile Island It is from your Lordships Pen that Solyman may be truly stiled Magnificent and you have made him succeed to the Civility and Gallantry of the Greeks as well as to their Empire nor was Mustapha ever so much the hopes of his Barbarous Nation as in his Image and the generous Character you have given him he is the delight of England who weep the Fate not of Mustapha but of Murder'd Vertue And indeed what Pen but your Lordships could have refined and softned a Story so Barbarous and made a people so remote from Friendship Honour and Religion walk disguised in the Highest Characters of them all It is your Lordships Pen that hath assisted Henry the fifth in a second conquest of France and in the noblest Characters of Valour Love and Friendship hath made the English Wit and Language as tryumphant as their Arms nor could a story acted with so much glory and success be attempted by any Pen beneath your Lordship's In fine it is your Lordship that hath Charmed up the Ghosts of many Noble Heroes who otherwise would have lain unlamented in their Tombs And they have walked on the Stage in Brighter Shapes than ever they lived and have been conducted to their Fates with more sorrow of the Spectators then perhaps they had when they dyed And all this your Lordship hath done not in the pleasure of Shade Ease and Retirement and with the Advantages and Assistances that meaner Spirits are forced to make use of for their Compositions but they are only the Sallyes of your Pen and that during the uneasie intervals which pain sometimes borrows from State Affairs and what a fit of the Gout snatches from the use and benefit your Lordship takes care to employ to the delight and pleasure of the World and if your Lordship can do all this upon the rack of pain and with some glances of your thoughts whil'st the rest like scattered Rayes of Light are dispersed on various Objects what would you do with all the Freedom and Ease of other men and with the united force of your Soul But I am sinking again out of my depth and must retreat once more to that shore from whence I am insensibly wandred I mean my Lord to the consideration of my self and of this worthless Present which I make to your Lordship Which my Lord I cannot but look with much contempt upon as being conscious to my self in what hast and confusion it was composed and of what ex-tempore thoughts the greatest part of it consists Nor should I have presumed to have usher'd it into the world under so great a Patronage had not I first obtained your leave And now I hope your Lordship that at the hearing of it whil'st it was in loose sheets was pleased to forgive the faults of the Poem will now in this address pardon those of the Author whose chief design is not to gain the name of Poet Author Wit or Critick but that of Octo. 4. 1671. My Lord Your Lordships most humble and most obedient servant JOHN CROWN The Names of the Persons CArdinal Governour of Poland ex Officio during the Interregnum Mr. Harris Ladislaus Duke of Curland a Soveraign Prince Foedatory to the Crown of Poland oft General of their Armies contracted to Juliana in her Fathers life-time and in an Expedition against the Muscovite was taken prisoner and carried to Moscow Mr. Betterton Demetrius a young Prince of the Imperial House of Muscovy in love with Paulina and privately married to her by deceit she supposing him the Duke Mr. Young Sharnofsky a Count Palatine friend to the Duke Mr. Smith Ossolinsky Lord Grand Marshal of Poland and of the Cardinals Faction Mr. Bamsield Cassonofsky Lubomirsky Count Palatines of the Cardinals Faction Mr. Sandford Colimsky A Count Palatine friend to Sharnofsky and of the Princesses Faction Mr. Norris Landlord of the house in Warsow where the Duke lay concealed Mr. Angel Theodore Servant to the Duke M. Metburn Alexey A Russian Lord that assists and accompanies Paulina in her flight Mr. Crosby Battista Servant to Demetrius Mr. Westwood Juliana Daughter of the deceased King of Poland in love with the Duke of Curland and contracted to him before her Fathers death M rs Btetterton Paulina Daughter of the great Tzar of Muscovy in love with the Duke and upon a supposed marriage with him assists him in his escape and pursues him to Poland in the habit of a man Mrs. Long. Joanna Maid of Honour to Paulina Mrs. Shadwel Francisca Emilia Maids of Honour to Juliana Souldiers Servants Guards c. The Scene Warsow in Poland at the meeting of the Ban and Arreer Ban arm'd in the field for the Election of a King The PROLOGUE YOu Judges Criticks Wits and Poets too And whatsoever Titles are your due As pretty Features each in proper place Put altogether make a pretty face So you good Wits and you that would be so You all together make a pretty show And when you thus in general Councel sit You are the body Politick of Wit Vnto you all our Poet bid me say Good faith you 'r kindly welcome to his Play 'T is a plain Complement to speak the truth But you must know he is a modest youth Like Country Gallant just whom Courtier brings To see fine dainty Mis who playes and sings Approaching to'r poor Gallant falls a mumping Scraping o' leggs and feign he would say something And round about the room he slings and skips Whil'st tongue lyes still i' th' scabbard of his lips Just so our Poet usher'd to the door To court coy Wits h 'ad never seen before Wits that have all the sparkish Gallants known And tryed th' abilities of all the Town Poor bashful Poet faith h 'ad got his Play Vnder his arm and had run quite away â—ad not we promis'd him to use our skill And in'trest w'e'e to gain him your good will Then faith for ence since he 's so eager for 't Seem kind and coming though it be for sport Then like some Cully on his wedding night Thinking his Bride lyes ravisht with delight Bestirs his simple self whil'st she lies still Laughs at the Fool and lets him work his will So will our Poet to 't and work his brain To try to entertain you once again And if he mends you that delight to range With every Youth may use him then for chang If not e'en huff the Fool and give him o're Then he perhaps will trouble you no more JULIANA OR THE Princess of Poland ACT THE FIRST Paulina sleeping under a Tree Joanna sitting by and singing The Scene a Grove and Gardens The Song LO behind a Scene of Seas