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A02074 Arbasto The anatomie of fortune. Wherein is discoursed by a pithie and pleasant discourse, that the highest state of prosperitie, is oft times the first steppe to mishappe, and that to stay vpon fortunes lotte, is to treade on brittle glasse. VVherein also gentlemen may finde pleasant conceits to purge melancholie, and perfit counsell to preuent misfortune. By Robert Greene Master of Arte. Greene, Robert, 1558?-1592. 1589 (1589) STC 12219; ESTC S105892 36,966 56

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others mishaps to beware for shee that loueth in hast oft times nay alwaies repenteth at leysure The Hippians anointing themselues with the fat of the Fish Mugra passe through most furious flames without any perrill The people called Psilli as long as the sacrifice vnto Vesta can be hurt with no venimous Serpents Telephus as he wore the counterfeit of Pallas shielde was inuulnerable and thou as long as thy minde is fraughte with the chaste thoughts of Diana canst neuer be fired with the haples flame of Venus arme thy selfe with reason and thou mayst passe through Cytheria without daunger let thy will and wit be directed with aduised counsaile and thou maist say Cupid I defie thée Ah Myrania things are soone promised but not so casilie performed it is easie to sound the victory but passing hard to obtaine the conquest all can say I would ouercome but few or none returne with triumph Beauty is therfore to be obeied because it is beautie and loue to be feared of men because honored of the Gods Dare reason abide the brunte when beautie bids the battell can wisedome win the fielde when loue is Captaine No no loue is without law and therefore aboue all lawe honored in heauen feared in earth and a very terror to the infernall Ghostes Bow then vnto that Myrania wherunto lawlesse necessitie doth bend be not so fond as with Xerxes to bind the Ocian Sea in fetters fight not with the Rascians against the winde seeke not with them of Scyrus to shoote against the stars contende not with Niobe against Latona nor striue not with Sapho against Venus for loue being a Lord lookes to commaund by power and to be obeyed by force Trueth Myrania but what then to loue is easie and perhaps good but to like well is hard a doubtfull chance fancie thy fil fond foole so thou bend not thy affection to thy fathers foe for to loue him who séekes his life is to war against nature and Fortune Is there none woorthy to be thy pheere but Arbasto the cursed enemie to thy Countrey can none win thy good will but the bloodie wretch who séeketh to bréed thy fathers bane can the Eagle the bird Osiphage builde in one trée will the faulcon and the doue couet to sit on one pearch will the Ape the Beare be tied in one tedder will the foxe and the lambe lie in one den no they want reason and yet nature suffers them not to liue against nature wilt thou then be so wilfull or witles as hauing reason to guide nature yet to be more vnnaturall then vnreasonable creatures be sure if thou fal in this thou striuest against the gods and in striuing with them looke for a most sharpe reuenge Tush I know this but hath not loue set down his sentence and shal I appeale frō his censure shall I deny that which the destenies haue decréed no for though Cydippa rebelled for a time yet she was forst at last to make sute to Venus for a pardon I may séek to hate Arbasto but neuer find where to begin to mislike him And with that such fiery passions oppressed her as shee was faine to sende foorth scalding sighes somewhat to ease her inflamed fancie which being sorowfullie sobbed forth she had begun a fresh to poure forth her pittiful complaints if her sister Doralicia beeing accompanied with other Gentlewomen had not driuen her out of these dumps whom shee no sooner spied but leauing her passions she waxed plesant couering care with conceits and a mourning hart with a merry coūtenance least her sorowful lookes might giue the company occasion to coniecture somwhat was amisse But I alas which felt the furious flames of fancie to broile incessantly within my brest could not so cunningly dissemble my passions but al my Péeres saw I was perplexed for wheras before this sudden chaunce Pelorus mis-fortune procured my mirth now the foile which I reaped by affection draue me to a déeper misery In the day to the increasing of my care I spent the time in sollitarie dumpes in the night affected thoughts and visions suffered mee scarce to slumber for alas there is no greater enemy to the mind than in loue to liue without hope which doubt was the sum of my endles sorrow that in séeing my selfe fettered I could sée no hope at all of my fréedom yet to mittigate my misery I thought to walke from the Campe towarde the Cittie that I might at the least féede my eye with the sight of the place wherein the Mistresse of my hart was harboured taking with me onelie for companie a Duke of my Countrey called Egerio vnto whom I durst best commit my secrete affaires who noting my vnaccustomed passions coniecturing the cause of my care by the outward effects coueting carefully to apply a salue to my sore and to driue me from such drowsie thoughts wakened me from my dumps with this pleasant deuise Sir quoth he I haue often meruailed yet cannot cease to muse at the madnes of those men whom the common people thinke to honour with the glorious title of louers who whē rashly they purchase their own mishap in placing their affection where either their disabilitie or the destinies denie successe to their suites doe either passe their daies in endles dolor or preuēt misery by vntimely death If these passionate patients listned a litle to Venus allurments as I to Cupids flatteries few men shold haue cause to call the Gods vniust or women cruell for I think of loue as Mylciades the Athenian did who was wont to say that of all the plagues wherwith the Gods did afflict mortal men loue was the greatest in that they sought that as an heauenly blisse which at last they found their fatall bane Hearing Egerio thus cunningly and couertly to touch me at the quick thought to dally with him in this wise Why Egerio ꝙ I dost thou count it a madnes to looue or dost thou thinke him rashe which yéeldeth vnto affection knowest thou not that loue is diuine and therefore commandeth by power and that hee enioyneth by destiny and cannot be resisted I am not of that mind with Mylciades that loue is a plague but rather I thinke hee is fauoured of the gods that is a happy louer Truth ꝙ he but who is happie in loue he that hath the happiest successe no for I count him most vnhappy which in loue is most happy Why then Egerio ꝙ I thou thinkest him vnhappy in that he loueth Or els may it please your highnes quoth hee I shoulde think amisse for shall I count him fortunate which for one dram of prosperity reapeth a whole pound of misery or shal I estéeme that louer happy whose greatest gaine is but golden griefe nay that is neuer to be called pleasure which is sauced with paine nor that good luck whose guerdon is losse Sith Egerio ꝙ I thou doost thus broadly blaspheme against Cupid tell me why thou thinkest ill of loue Because sir quoth
of the trée Alpina though it be wet looketh alwaies dry●● and a wyse louer be she neuer so much tormented behaueth herselfe as though shee were not touched Yea but fire cannot be hidden in the Flaxe without smoake nor Muske in the bosome without smell nor looue in the breast without suspition Why then seeke some meane to manifest thy looue to Arbasto for as the stone Draconites can by no meanes bee polished vnlesse the Lapidarie burne it so thy minde can by no medicine be cured vnlesse Arbasto ease it alas Arbasto sweete Arbasto And with that she fetcht such a groaning sighe that one of her Maydes came into the Chamber who by her presence putting her from her passions sate so long by tyll tyred with drousie thoughts she fell into a slumber Fortune frowning thus vppon her as I supposed and fawning vpon me I set my foote on the fairest sands althogh at last I found thē most fickle thinking I must needes tread the Mesures right when Fortune piped the daunce but though I threw at all yet my chance was hard for Pelorus trifling for truce pretended treason making a shew of fear fought subtilly how to ouerthrow me by deceit saying that in ruling of Empires there is required as great pollicie as prowesse in gouerning an estate close crueltie dooth more good than open clemencie for the obtayning of a kingdome as well mischiefe as mercie is to be practised that better he had commit an inconuenience in breaking his oth than suffer a mischiefe by keeping his promise setting downe the staffe therefore on this secure periurie thus it fell out After two or thrée daies were passed accompanied onely with Egerio and a fewe of my guarde I went to Orleance determining both to conclude a peace and to demaunde Doralicia in marriage where no sooner I arriued and was entered in at the gates of the Citty but I found Pelorus and al his men in Armes which sight so appalled my sences that I stood as one trans-formed fearing that which presentlie I found true for Pelorus hauing his force inflamed with furious choller commaunded his Captaines to lay hold on me and to carrie mee to close prison swering that no lesse than the losse of life should mittigate his furie And raging in this choller after he had lodged me vppe in Lymbo he went with al his Armie to the Campe wher finding my soldiers secure as men little doubting of such mysfortune he made such a monstrous and mercilesse slaughter as of fiftie thousand he left fewe aliue those which remained he plagued with al kind of slauerie returning home with his shameles triumph hee commaunded that in the mids of the Cittie there should be made a great scaffold wherupon within ten daies I should be executed these heauie and haplesse newes béeing come to myne eares such sorrowfull passions perplexed my mind as after floods of brinish teares I burst forth into these bitter termes O infortunate Arbasto quoth I and therefore the more infortunate because Arbasto art thou not worthy of thys mishap which wilfully sought thine owne miserie canst thou accuse the Gods which didst striue against the Gods canst thou condemne Fortune which hast warred against nature and Fortune No no in suffering reason to yeeld vnto appetite wisedom vnto will and wit vnto affection thou hast procured thine owne death and thy Souldiers destruction Loue yea loue it is that hath procured thy losse beautie that hath bred thy bale fancie hath giuen thée the foyle and thine owne witlesse wil that hath wrought thy woe the more is thy paine and the lesse thou art to bee pittied was there none to like but Doralicia none to choose but thy foe none to loue but thine enemie O vile wretch fraught with carelesse follie And with that as I was readie to exclaime against my curssed destenie I heard the pryson doore open where I saw presently to enter Myrania Doralicia and Madam Vecchia who séeing me sit in such sorrowfull dumpes began to smyle at my dolor and to laugh at my mishappe which wilfullie thrust my selfe into such miserie thinking therefore to agrauate my griefe by rubbing a fresh my sore Doralicia began to gall me on this sort Hearing Arbasto quoth she that you were come to prosecute your sute playing the good Captaine that for the first foyle giueth not ouer the field I thought good to giue you a smiling looke in recompence of your flattering loue least if I should not be so curteous to so kind a Gentleman the world should account me ingratefull It is truth sister ꝙ Myrania it séemes he is a passing amorous louer but it is pittie he hath verie ill luck he chooseth his chaffer well but yet is an vnskilfull chapman for if he buy at such an vnreasonable rate he is like sell howe hee can to liue by the losse Tush quoth Madam Vecchia he playeth like the Dragon who sucking bloode out of the Clephant killeth him and with the same poysoneth her selfe so Arbasto séeking to betray others is himselfe taken in the trap a iust rewarde for so vniust dealing and a fit reuenge for so rechles an enemie And yet ꝙ Doralicia his purpose hath taken small place for whatsoeuer his mind was his malice hath wāted might wherin he resembleth the Serpent Porphirius who is ful of poyson but béeing toothlesse hurteth none but himselfe Surelie whatsoeuer his chaunce be hee hath made a verie good choice for he preferreth swéete loue before bitter death and the hope of euerlasting fame before the feare of momentarie mis-fortune he shall now for his constancie be canonized in Denmark for a saint and his subiects may boast say that Arbasto our King died for loue Egerio séeing that extremitie of griefe woulde not suffer me to vtter one worde not able anie longer to abide these frumpes crost her with this chollerick replie Gentlewoman ꝙ he although I so terme you rather to shew mine own curtesie than to decipher your conditions it séemeth Nurture hath taught you very few manners or nature affoorded very smal modestie that séeing one in distresse you should laugh at his dolor and where the partie is crossed with mishap you would with bitter tants increase his miserie if he be your foe he hath now the foile he is taken in the snare his life hangeth in the ballance Though your father be without pietie yet in that you are a woman be not without pittie Hate him if you please as hee is your enemie but despise him not as he is Arbasto a king and your haples louer we are captiues not to a woorthy conquerer but to a wretched caitife not vanquished by prowesse but by periurie not by fight but by falshood who in our liues to thy fathers losse won continuall fame and by our death to thy fathers discredite shall purchase vnto him perpetuall infamie Doralicia not willing to suffer him wade anie further cut him short in this manner Sir quoth she if bragges could stand for payment I
crueltie but as they looked to to haue séene the Iaylor they spyed Myrania in her night gowne which suddaine and vnlooked for sight so appalled their sences as they were driuen into a maze till Myrania wakened them from their dumpes with this sugred harmonie I perceiue Arbasto quoth she that my presence dooth make thee to muze and my suddaine arriuall hath driuen thee into a maze what strange wind should land mee in thys coast In truth thou maist think either my message is great or my modestie little either that I take small care of my selfe or repose verie great trust in thee who at a time vnfit for my calling haue without any guarde come to a stranger a captiue yea and my fathers fatall foe I confesse it is a fault if I were not forst but sith necessitie hath no law I thinke I haue the lesse broken the law But to leaue off these needlesse preamples where delay breedes no lesse daunger then death know this Arbasto that since thy first arriuall at my fathers Court my eyes haue béen so dazeled with the beams of thy beautie and my minde so snared with the viewe of thy vertues as thou onely art the man whō in hart I looue and like seeing thée therefore drowned héere by aduerse fortune in most haplesse distresse willing to manifest the loyaltie of my loue in effect which I haue protested in wordes I haue rather chosen to hazard both my life and honour than not to offer thée peace if thou wilt agrée vnto the conditions As my father hath wrought thy woe I will work thy weale as he hath sought thy bale I will procure thy blisse from penurie I will set thee in prosperitie I will frée thee from prison from daunger yea from death it selfe I will in yeelding to loue dissent from nature to leaue my father freendes and Countrey and passe with thee into Denmarke And to cutte off spéeches which might séeme to sauour either of flatterie or deceit as thou art the first vnto whom I haue vowed my loue so thou shalt be the last requiring no méede for my merite nor no other guerdon for my good wil but that thou wilt take mée to thy Wife and in pledge of my trueth sée héere the keyes and all other things prouided for our speedie passage Myrania had no sooner vttered these words but my minde was so rauished as I was driuen into an extasie for ioy seeing that the terror of my death was taken away with the hope of life that from heauines I shoulde bée restored to happines and from most carefull miserie to most secure felicity I therefore framed her this answer Ah Myrania the purest Emeralde shineth brightest when it hath no Oyle and trueth delighteth when it is apparrelled worst Flatter I wil not faithfull I must be willed from the one by conscience and driuen to the other by your curtesie which by howe much the lesse I haue merited it by deserte by so much the more I am bounde to requite it by duetie To decipher in coloured discourses and to painte out with curious shaddowes howe humbly I accept of your offer and howe greatlie I thinke my selfe beholding to the Gods for blessing me with such an happie chaunce what my loyaltia and truth shal be were but to prooue that which your Ladiship hoping of my constancie hath not put in question The guerdon you craue for your good will is such that if your curtesie had not forced me to it by constraint yet your beautie and vertues are so great as fancie woulde haue compelled mee by consent Myrania what thou canst wishe in a true and trusty Louer I promise to performe swearing vnto thee that the floodes shall flowe against their streames the earth shall mount against his course yea my carcasse shal be consumed vnto dust an ashes before my minde shall bee found disloyall and to this I call the Gods to witnesse of whom I desire no longer to liue than I meane simply to loue Oh Arbasto quoth she woulde God I had neuer seene thee or that I may find thy works according to thy wordes otherwise shall I haue cause to wishe I had been more cruell or lesse curteous But loue will not let mee doubt the worst but bids me hope the best yet thus much I may say when Iason was in danger who more faithfull when Theseus feared the Laborinth who more loyall when Demophon suffered shipwracke who more louing but I will not say what I thinke Arbasto because thou shalt not suspect I feare Madame ꝙ Egerio Arbasto is my soueraigne I bothe honor and feare him as a subiect yet if he shoulde but once in hart think to be disloyall to Myrania the Gods confound mée with all earthly plagues if I would not of a trustie Freend become his mortall foe It is easie to perswade her Egerio quoth she who already is most willing to beléeue let vs leaue therefore these needelesse protestations and goe to the purpose delay bréedes danger time tarrieth no man speede in necessitie is the best spurre let vs haste therefore till we gette forth of France least if we be preuented if breede my mishap and your fatall miserie Upon this we staied not but shutting the pryson close gotte couertlie out of the Cittie passing through Fraunce with many fearefull perrils which to rehearse were either needlesse or bootlesse suffise this we at last happily arriued at Denmark where how I was welcommed home with triumphes were too long to relate But how Pelorus was perplexed after he knewe of our happy departure though God wot most haples vnto him I refer to thy good consideration to coniecture The old father fretted not so fast in his melancholie but Doralicia chafed as much in her choller blaspheming bitterlie both against me and her sister Myrania but as words breake no bones so wee cared the lesse for her scolding fearing not the noyse of the péece as long as wee were without daunger of the shot Well leauing them to theyr dumpes to vs againe which floted in delight Fickle Fortune hauing now hoysed vs vp to the toppe of her inconstant wheele seeing howe careles I slumbered in the cradle of securitie thought to make mee a verie mirrour of her mutabilitie for shee beganne a freshe to turne my typpet on this wise As dailie I flattered Myrania for fancie her I could not promising with spéed to call a parliament for the confirmation of the mariage I still felt the stumpes of the olde loue I bare Doralicia to stick in my stomacke the more closelie I couered the sparkes the more the flame burst forth I found absence to increase affection not to decrease fancie in the day my minde doted of her vertues in the night I dreamed of her beautie yea Cupid began to encounter mee with so fresh canmizados as by distance my distresse was far more augmented such sighes such sobs such thoughts such paines and passions perplexed mee as I felt the last assault worse