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The Usurper, a tragedy as it was acted at the Threatre Royal by His Majesties servants / written by ... Edward Howard, Esq.
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Howard, Edward, fl. 1669.
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1668
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the Prince Dionysius Exit Clean. It may advance something if you speak kindly To the young Highness who may be Honorably Preserv'd and be of use to our Necessities The gods allow us prudence Exit Tim. I 'le withdraw Enter Dionysius Clea. Your Highness humble Servant I rejoyce To see you cheerful Sir the Queen was thinking The late unkindness of your Father might Have made too deep Imprission in your thoughts Dionis 'T was an Affront shook my Obedience But you see I wear a quiet Face Clean. I see you can Retain You filial Piety Dionis I preserve My thoughts in their own purity to the Queen And came to kiss her Hand Enter Timandra Clea. She 's coming forth I 'le leave you Dionis Your near Relation may do me a Favour When I am absent by some friendly mention I may deserve it Clean. You have already Sir Exit Cleander Dionis Madam it was not A want within me of that most Religious Esteem I owe to your person that I did not shew more of passion in my late Affront And you concern'd Tim. You shew'd a noble temper And piety to your Father Dionis I hope Madam You wonot think my soul so much a Coward To quit the least thought of my Honoring you The Pride and Glory of your Sex I hold it A greater Blessing to call you Mistris than him Father Tim. But with your Highness pardon Here 's nothing of ill Consequence consider'd Or to your self or me And dangers have But ill Invitements to Affection Though you have made me Captive I am not So weary of my self to wear new Chains What is your Father's Court to me A Prison But with more Paint and Ornament I take The Garden Air sometimes the Fields or Grove But not without your Father in whose absence I want not spies upon me In each Chamber And Gallery And this he calls by Liberty And glorious Freedom But you cannot help it Dionisi Madam I came to tell you that I can And will if you consent Tim. To what Dion To accept it as my Service and my Duty I know you look upon me now with wonder Forgive me and forget I brought you hither To exercise the greatness of your Virtue And when I kiss this sacred Hand let it Bind like an Oath that 's sworn by all the Gods I will not rest 'till you are free again Out of the reach and force of Siracuse In your own Kingdom where your Subjects eyes To see you agen Surpriz'd with your blest presence Shall weep their sudden joys and dye contented Nay in your own Court Madam where I found you When you were praying unto stubborn Heaven That heard you not If all this be not done By mee and ere the Sun three times Rejoyce The world with Day Conclude that I am dead And one thing Madam more I scorn to make A Price or name my own Reward when this Is perfect you may please to think I lov'd you Tim. You have nam'd such things Sir give me your pardon I have not hope eneough to think'em possible But such an Act would merit much Dion I must Seem calme and easie to my Father 'till It come to Action the method is already Form'd in my Brain All that is good attend you Exit Enter Cleander Clean. I am glad to see these Smiles aboard Tim. I have a story will concern our happiness This Dionisius may be noble Clean. I mainly doubt it Madam if the Devil Should spawn a Saint it would be wonderful Enter a Lady Lady Madam a young Gentleman from the King Humbly desires Access Tim. We are interrupted I guess upon what Embassy he comes Please you Withdraw Enter Calanthe Clean. He 's young and handsome What great pity it is He should be a Knave so soon But the Usurper Is cunning to engage such Innocent Faces To abuse our fond Belief How the Urchin throws His eyes upon me As he would stare me Out o' th ' Presence Exit Cleander Clean. Madam I hope you will vouchsafe your pardon If no express a Service for your just Concerns I beg a Freedom Tim. You attend the King Cal. Madam I do but am not now his Messenger Tim. I like it better Cal. Though I bring with me what is fit for Princes To hear the Language of an humble Heart That in the general interest to Virtue Comes to unlade it self and do you service Tim. Thou givest thy business a spacious preface And by thy looks it should be fair But yet Sweet youth take heed the Court thou com'st from do not Instruct thee wrong Thou serv'st a Master wise Enough to Teach Cal. My attendance on the King Madam doth carry No early date and if you dare believe me My time hath been to mourn not to admire Transactions of the Court Some tears I have wept Though a stranger to your Person for your sake Tim. Prethee take off my wonder and be clear This Language would invite me to believe There were some Danger near Cal. I would give it a Name That should not fright you for it is Within your choise timely to scatter a'l Those hovering Clouds that may involve you in Too late Repentance Tim. Still thou art obscure Cal. It is no secret in the Court The King For that he has made his Title now does love you Enter Damocles Dam. Ha! what makes that Boy here I le observe He obscures Cal. And cherishes a hope by marriage To fix his never satisfyed Ambition Tim. This is not thy Concernment Cal. But it will Be yours too soon and justly may be mine Who have a Heart that inward bleeds to see So great a Queen and more than great in Virtue Made a Tyrants hopes Tim. Thy duty to the King obliges thee To wish him well although my Ruâ—n Follow Alas I have no favours to Reward thee Cal. To serve your Virtue is above Reward Save what Heaven gives Tim. This boldness wants example Cal. I confess it And in that answers his impiety You cannot choose but know it Fame has not Yet lost his Tongue abroad and it might reach Your ear Or if you have not been so happy 'T is not too late to tell you he is false To Heaven and all mankind Within his Breast Dwells no ingredient of Love or Honour And though he carry Bolsome in his Lip 'T is to betray you at last a Sacrifice To his unruly Greatness Tim. I am a Queen Cal. But in a Tyrants power which knows no Law When he has secured your Crown to his Ambition Tim. I have heard too much of him he dares not Act A Violence although I be his Prisoner Cal. He that durst act a Sacriledge upon His King will think it but a petty Trespass To bruise or break a soft Heart such as yours Tim. All this I know is Truth But why from him Aside But that he speak so passionately the Vices Of this great man I should believe I had A Rival that obscur'd within
that Habit There 's something more than my weak Eye can Reach His words do speak a greater Soul than what He seemes to enclose Cal. I hope 't will prosper She seems to Resent it Aside Madam I dare not trespass more upon you I have discharg'd my duty to your merit To Justice and to Heaven And now I cast My self on Providence for what must follow If I have given a light to see the Danger You might incurr with this bad King I am happy But if my want of years or Eloquence To cloath my Honest meaning better make it Less acceptable You may soon Revenge it I have put a poor unworthy Life within Your Breath which you may throw into the Air Or call the Usurpers Cruelty to punish it You shall see Madam then I fear not Death And in my last devotions will pray Heaven may forgive you Tim. Stay noble Youth and Take my thanks I know not when thou meanst To visit me agen The King comes forth Enter Strato and Proclus Dam. Our Guard lay hold upon that Traytor that Impudent Young Villain Yes He shall visit you when he can crawle from tother world Cal. My Stars have done their worst be you perfect Madam Dam. Let his Tongue be cut out immediately Tim. Sir I beseech you let not your Anger fall With so much Cruelty Dam. Madam though you have not merited so much If the Story be consider'd to incline me To any mercy for him Yet that part Of his punishment Remit Drag him to The Common prison till further Order Stay I have thought better on 't Carry him prisoner to the Castle and tell Cleomenes I have sent back his pretious Page but bid him As he will stand clear in our Thoughts look to him And place him in some Dungeon dark and deep enough Where he may Howl unpitied He may afford him The musique of his Chains to make him merry Cal. And when you have done all your Cruelâ—y Death will at last spight of your Rage Release me Exit Calanthe and Officers Enter Hugo Stops and goes off Dam. Madam you may be wise yet to consider I honourably Court you What is past Is in your wisdom to Redeem by Smiles Upon your Servant pray think timely Madam Exit Enter Cleander and observes Timandra going of weeping Clean. Weeping Shall I kill him now and Oblige The world by taking off this hated Monster Yet he spoke kindly when he parted from her Exit Tim. Enter Damocles But he Returns Dam. Hiarbas Nearer yet You may Remember I said 't was in your power to deserve Your Liberty and me your Friend The way Is this Use all your Interest or Art To make the Queen more soft to my desires Clea. How Sir Dam. I would have a marriage of our Crowns and Hearts You understand Clean. I must acknowledge You much honour me But Sir you have chosen a weak Orator In the affairs of Love I wish I had An Interest in the Queen so great to serve you To your own merit but in what my Power Or Language can effect in Reference to Your wishes shall appear Dam. Thou art prudent she has newly took the Gallery Exit Clea. Enter Hugo again Hugo I thought our favours would have made you Be near us still I wanted thee Hug. I was here within these Six minutes to attend you Sir Dam. I saw thee not Hug. But I did you Sir with the beautious Queen And knew my duty better than to interrupt you When you are private with a Lady Dam. You can be a Courtier Hug. I have news for you Dam. What 's that Hug. Your Son presents his duty to you Dam. My Son Hug. Yes your obedient Son as I have Order'd him He begs your pardon for his bold intrusion Upon the Queen Timandra's Love he has Done with her Dam. Done with her How Hug. He has disengag'd her from his thought and now Wisely foresees your Care and deep Contrivements Are for his good and Greatness when it shall Please Heaven to call you hence which I hope Will never be whilst I live Sir Dam. I thought he had been stubborn and resolv'd An expedition far enough to tame him Hug. The People will not thank you Sir for that They have no mind to part with him Dam. The People Hang the shabbed multitude Hug. Oh! they love him Sir and he is more endear'd To their kind thoughts since his Return Dam. And I grow less ha Hug. The more 's the pity Sir Dam. But tell me Hugo Hug. The many headed Beast will talk Sir Dam. Of me Hug. I Sir of you Dam. What dare they say Hug. E'en bad enough They were ill before but The bloody Nose you gave the Senate Sir Has turn'd theâ—r Tongues wild Dam. I must know what they say Hug. I beseech you do not Do not desire to hear it A pox upon 'em what can you expect from Rogues And Rebels Dam. I have a prospect of their Hearts already I know they love me not But I do long To hear how the Slaves talk and belch their poison Come Gi 't me therefore in their own pure Vomit Hug. I am very unwilling I know 't will make you angry Dam. With thee Do 't I command thee as thou lov'st me But let me have no mincing of the Treason Nor washing a fowl word the Sports lost then I 'm in the Humor for 't Hug. You know I am the Creature of your Smiles And must obey when you Command But Dam. There 's no Retreat Begin now I am ready Hug. Why Sir the people call you a Bold Knave Yes By my troth which in their opinion is a worse Name than Traytor and more suitable to Their understandings They that would be Thought less Soluble in their own Tongues Say you are but an Usurper and though you Have the luck to dye in your Bed nay and may Have the liberty to stinke in your Grave Yet they hope before they dye to make it a Holiday and see you hang'd after all this to The great Comfort of the Nation What Rogues are these Dam. The Rascals would be witty On good Hugo Hug. Another says the Flames you have kindled Can never be quench'd till some of your principal members Be committed to the Fire The name Of your Quarters has been terrible and therefore They wish that every Post that now carries A Libel had also a Limb of you Dam. Good Good Hug. For your Soul they think the Devil will Scarce have any thing to do with it though It be his due lest your impudence should Out-face him in his own Dominions and by Some Faction and Conspiracy there Cheat Him of his Kingdom as you have done your Soveraign here Dam. Ha Ha. Hug. They say beside other gifts you have two Virtues Most remarkable Pity and Devotion Dam. 'T is well they will allow me any thing Hug. They say you can Out-weep the Crocodile when You have the Humours to dissemble and can eat Up any mans