may they haue iniurious raine to keepe the Gentlemen at home in rasine freeze may the moth branch their veluets and their silkes onely bee worne before sore eies may their false lights vndoe vm and discouer preases holes staines and oldnesse in their stuffes and make them shop-rid may they keepe whoores and horses and breake and liue mued vp with necks of beefe and turnups May they haue many children and none like the father and know no language but that gibberish they pratle to their parsels vnlesse it be the gotish latine they write in their bonds and may they write that false and lose their debts Enter the King KING Now the vengeance of all the gods confound them How they swarme together what a hum they raise Diuels choake your wide throates if a man had neede To vse your valours we must pay a brokadge for 't And then bring on and you will fight like sheepe T is Phylaster none but Phylaster must allay this heate They will not heare me speake but fling durt at me And call me tyrant O run deere friend and bring the Lord Phylaster speake him well call him Prince Do him all the courtesies you can commend me to him Oh! my wits my wits LEON O my braue Citizens as I liue I will not buy a pin Out of your walls for this nay you shall cosen me And I 'le thanke you and send you brawne and bakon Euery long vocation and foule shall come vp fat And in braue liking KING What they wil do with that poore Prince the gods know I feare LEON Why they 'le flea him and make Church buckets on 's skin to quench rebellion then clap a reuit in 's sconce and hang him vp for a signe Enter PHYLASTER KING O worthy Sir forgiue me Do not make your miseries And my faults meete together to bring a greater danger Be your selfe still sound amongst diseases I haue wrong'd you And though I finde it last and beaten to 't Let me your goodnesse know calme the people and be What you were born to take your loue with her my repentance All my wishes and all my prayers by the gods My heart speakes all this and if the least fall from me Not perform'd may I be strooke with thunder PHI. Mighty Sir I will not doe your greatnesse so much wrong As not to make your word truth free the Princesse and the boy And let me stand the shock of this mad sea-breach Which I 'le either turne or perish with it KING Let your owne word free her PHI. Then thus I take my leaue kissing your hand And hanging on your noble word be Kingly And be not moou'd Sir I shall bring you peace Or neuer bring my selfe back KING Now all the gods go with thee Enter an olde Captaine with a crew of Citizens leading PHARAMONT prisoner CAP. Come my braue Mermedons fal on let your caps swarm your nimble tongues forget your gibrish of what you lack and set your mouthes ope' children till your pallats fall frighted halfe a fathom past the cure of bay-salt grosse pepper and then crie Phylaster braue Phylaster Let Phylaster be deep in request my ding-adings my paire of deare Indentures King of clubs thē your cut-water-chamlets and your painting let not your hasty silkes deerly belouers of Custards Cheescakes or your branch cloth of bodkins or your tyffenies your robbin-hood scarlet and Iohns tie your affections in durance to your shops my dainty duckers vp with your three pil'd spirits that right valourous and let your accute colours make the King to feele the measure of your mightinesse Phylaster cry myrose nobles cry OMNES Phylaster Phylaster CAP. How doe you like this my Lord prisoner These are mad boyes I can tell you These bee things that will not strike top-sayle to a Foyst And let a Man of warre an Argosea Stoope to carry coales PHAR. Why you damn'd slaues doe you know who I am CAP. Yes my pretie Prince of puppits we do know and giue you gentle warning you talke no more such bugs words lest that sodden Crowne should be scracht with a musket deare Prince pippin I 'le haue you codled let him loose my spirits and make a ring with your bils my hearts Now let mee see what this braue man dares doe note sir haue at you with this washing blow here I lie doe you huffe sweete Prince I could hock your grace and hang you crosse leg'd like a Hare at a Poulters stall and do thus PHAR. Gentlemen honest Gentlemen 1 SOVL. A speakes treason Captaine shal 's knock him downe CAP. Hold I say 2 SOVL. Good Captaine let me haue one mal at 's mazard I feele my stomacke strangely prouoked to bee at his Spanish pot-nowle shal 's kill him OMNES I kill him kill him CAP. Againe I say hold 3 SOVL. O how ranke he lookes sweete Captaine let 's geld him and send his dowsets for a dish to the Burdello 4 SOVL. No let 's rather sell them to some woman Chymist that extractions shee might draw an excellent prouocatiue oyle from vseth them that might be very vsefull CAP. You see my scuruy Don how precious you are in esteem amongst vs had you not beene better kept at home I thinke you had must you needes come amongst vs to haue your saffron hide taw'd as wee intend it My Don Phylaster must suffer death to satisfie your melancholly spleene he must my Don he must but we your Physitians hold it fit that you bleede for it Come my robusticks my braue regiment of rattle makers let 's cal a common cornuted counsell and like graue Senators beare vp our brancht crests in sitting vpon the seuerall tortures we shall put him to and with as little sense as may be put your wils in execucion SOME CRIES Burne him burne him OTHERS Hang him hang him Enter PHYLASTER CAP. No rather let 's carbinade his cods-head and cut him to collops shall I begin PHI. Stay your furies my louing Countrimen OMNES Phylaster is come Phylaster Phylaster CAP. My porcupines of spite make roome I say that I may salute my braue Prince and is Prince Phylaster at liberty PHI. I am most louing countrimen CAP. Then giue me thy Princely goll which thus I kisse to whom I crouch and bow But see my royall sparke this head-strong swarme that follow me humming like a master Bee haue I led forth their Hiues and being on wing and in our heady flight haue seazed him shall suffer for thy wrongs OMNES I I let 's kill him kill him PHI. But heare me Countrimen CAP. Heare the Prince I say heare Phylaster OMNES I I heare the Prince heare the Prince PHI. My comming is to giue you thankes my deere Countrimen whose powerfull sway hath curb'd the prossecuting fury of my foes OMNES We will curb vm we will curb vm PHI. I finde you will But if my intrest in your loues be such As the world takes notice of Let me craue You would
I may shun thee for thine eyes are Poyson to mine and I am loth to grow in rage This way or that way Exit PHYLASTER BOY Any will serue but I will chuse to haue That path in chase that leades vnto my graue Exit BO Enter LEON CLE. and Wood-men LEON This is the strangest sodaine chance you Wood-man CLE. My Lord Leon LEON Saw you a Lady come this way on a sable horse starredyed with stars of white 1 WOOD. Was she not young and tall LEON Yes rode she to the wood or to the plaine 2 WOOD. Faith my Lord we saw none LEON Pox of your questions then What is she found CLE. Nor will be I thinke LEON Let him seeke his daughter himselfe she cannot stray About a little necessary naturall businesse But the whole Court must be in armes When she has done we shall haue peace CLE. There 's already a thousand fatherlesse tales amongst vs Some say her horse run away with her some a wolfe pursu'd her Others t was a plot to kill her and that armed men were seene In the wood but questionlesse she rode away willingly Enter the King TRA. and ther Lords KING Where is she LEON Sir I cannot tell K. Howe 's that answere me so againe LEON Sir shall I lie K. Yes lie and dam rather then tell me that I say againe where is she mutter not Sir speake you where is she LEON Sir I doe not know KING Speake that againe so boldly and by heauen it is thy last You fellowes answere me where is shee marke mee all I am your king I wish to see my daughter shew her mee I doe command you all as you are subiects to shew her mee what am I not your king if I why then am I not to be obay'd LEON Yes if you command things possible and honest KING Things possible and honest heare mee then thou traytor that darst confine thy king to possible and honest things shew her me or let me perish if I couer not all Cycele with blood LEON Faith I cannot vnlesse you 'le tell me where she is KING You haue betrayed me you haue let me loose the Iewell of my life goe bring her mee and set her here before mee t is the king will haue it so whose breath can still the winds vnclowd the Sun charme downe the swelling sea and stoppe the Flouds of heauen speake can it not LEON No K. No cannot the breath of a king do this CLE. No more smell sweete it selfe if once the lungs bee but corrupted K. Take you heed LEON Take you heed how you dare the powers That must be iust K. Alas What are we kings why do you gods Place vs aboue the rest to be serued flattred and adord Still we beleeue we hold within our hands your Thunder And when we come to trie the power we thinke we haue There 's not a leafe shakes at our threatnings I haue sin'd t is true and here I stand to be punisht Yet would not these be punisht let me chuse my way And lay it on LEON He articles with the gods would some body would draw bonds for the performance of couenant betwixt them Enter PHARAMONT GALLATEA MEGRA KING What is she found PHA. No we haue tane her horse hee gallopt empty by there 's some treason you Gallatea rode into the Wood with her Why left you her GAL. She did command me PHA. Command you should not GAL. 'T would ill become my fortunes and my birth To disobay the daughter of my king K. O y' are all cunning to obay vs for our hurts But I will haue her PHA. If I haue her not by this sword there shall bee no more Cycele LEON What will he carry it to Spaine in 's pockets PHA. I will not leaue one man aliue But the king a Cooke and a Taylor LEON Yes you may do well to leaue your Lady bedfellow here for a spincer K. I see the iniuries I haue done must be reueng'd LEON Sir this is not the way to finde her out K. Run all disperse your selues the man that findes her or if shee be kild the traytor I 'le make him great LEON I some would giue fiue thousand pounds to finde her K. Come let vs seeke PHA. Each man a seuerall way here I my selfe LEON Come Gentlemen we heere CLE. Lady you must go search too GAL. I had rather be the search my selfe Exeunt omnes Enter the Princesse solus PRIN. Where am I now feete finde out the way without the counsell of my troubled head I 'le follow you boldly about these woods or mountaines through brambles pits and fluds Heauen I hope will ease me I am sicke She sits downe Enter BO BOY Yonder my Lady is gods knowes I want nothing because I do not wish to liue yet I will trie her charity O heare you that haue plenty from that flowing store drop some on dry grounds see the liuely red is gone to guard her heart I feare she faints Madame looke vp shee breathes not open once those rosie twines and send vnto my Lord your latest farewell O shee stirs How i' st Madame speake comfort PRIN. T is not gentlie done to put mee in a miserable life and hold me there I prethee let me goe I shall do best without thee Enter PHYLASTER PHI. I am too blame to be so much in rage I 'le tell her coolely when and where I heard This killing truth I will be temperate in speaking And as iust in hearing O monstrous tempt me not You gods good gods tempt not a fraile man who 's hee that has a heart but he must ease it with his tongue BOY My Lord helpe helpe the Princesse PRIN. I am well forbeare PHI. Let me loue lightnings let me be imbrast and kist By Scorpyons or adore the eyes of Basaliskes Rather then trust the tongues of hell-bread women Some good god looke downe and shrinke these veines vp Sticke me here a stone lasting to memory of this damn'd act Heare me you wicked ones you haue put hils of fire Into my breast not to be quencht with teares For which may guilt sit on your bosomes at your meales and beds Dispaire awaite you what before my face Poyson of Aspes betweene your lips diseases bee your best issues Nature make a curse and throw it on you PRIN. Deare Phylaster leaue to inrage and heare me PHI. I haue done Forgiue my passion not the calmed sea when Eolus Locks vp his windy broode is lesse disturb'd then I I 'le make you know deere Arethusa take this sword And search how temperate a heart I haue then you And this your boy may liue and raigne in Iust without controule Wilt thou Bellario I prethee kill me Thou art poore and maist nourish ambitious thoughts When I am dead thy way were freer am I raging now If I were mad I should desire to liue Sirs feele my pulse Whether you haue knowne a man in more Equall tune to die PRIN. Alas my Lord your
And haue hope to inioy it PRIN. Inioy it I PHI. Would you indeed be plaine PRIN. We would my Lord PHI. Forgiue me then PRIN. So so BOY T is as it should be now PHI. Leade to my death Exeunt Enter the King LEON CLE. TRA. and a guard KING Gentlemen who saw the Prince LEON So please you Sir he 's gone to see the Citie And the new Plot-forme with some Gentlemen Attending on him KING Is the Princesse ready to bring her prisoner out CLE. She waites your grace KING Tell her we stay Exit TRA. LEON King you may be deceiu'd yet the head you ayme at Cost more setting on then to lose it so lightly aside If it must off like a wild ouer-flow that soopes before him A golden stocke and with it shakes downe bridges Cracks the strong hearts of Pynes whose cable rootes Held out a thousand stormes a thousand thunders And so made weightier takes whole villages vpon his back And in the heate of pride charges strong Townes Towers Castels Pallaces and leaues them desolate So shall thy head thy noble head bury the liues Of thousands that must bleed with thee like a sacrifice In thy red ruines Enter PHI. Princesse BOY with a garland of flowers on 's head KING How now what maske is this BOY Right royall Sir I shal sing you an Epethelamon but hauing lost my best aires with my fortunes and wanting a celestiall harpe to strike this blessed vnyon thus in glad story I giue you all these two faire Caedor branches The noblest of the mountaines where they grew straightest and tallest vnder whose still shades the worthier beasts haue made their layers and slept free from the firuer of the Serian starre and the fell thunder-stroke free from the Clouds when they were big with humour and deliuer in thousand spouts that issues to the earth O there was none but silent quiet there till neuer-pleased fortune shot vp shrubs base vnder branches to deuour these branches and for a while they did so and did raigne ouer the Mountaine and did choake vp his beauty with brakes rud thornes and thistles till the Sunne scorcht them to the roote and dride vm there and now a gentle gaile has blowne againe that made these branches meete and twine together neuer to be vnarmde The god that sings his Number ore marriage beds has knit their noble hearts and heere they stand your children worthy king and I haue done KING How how PRIN. Sir if you loue it in plaine truth for now there is no masking in 't this gentleman the prisoner that you gaue mee is become my keeper And through all the bitter threats your Iealousies and his il fate haue wrought him thus nobly hath hee strugled and at length arriued here My deere husband KING Your deere husband Call in the Captaine of the Citadell where you shall keepe your wedding I 'le prouide a maske shall make your Hymen turne his saffron into a sullen coate and sing sad requiems to your departing soules blood shal put out your torches and insteed of gawdy flowers about your wanton necks an Axe shall hang like a prodigious Metour ready to crop your loues sweetes Heare you gods From this time do I shake all title off of father to this woman this base woman and what there is of venge in a Lyon chast amongst dogs or rob'd of his deere young the same inforc't more terrible more mighty looke from me PRIN. Sir by that little life that I haue left to sweare by There 's nothing can stirre me from my selfe What I haue done I haue done without repentance For death to me can be no bugbare as long as Pharamont Is not my heads-man LEON Sweete peace vpon thy soule thou worthy maid When ere thou diest for this time I 'le excuse thee ore by thy prologue PHI. Sir let me speake next And let my dying words be better with you Then my dull liuing actions If you aime at the life Of this sweete innocent you are a tyrant and a sauage monster That feedes vpon the blood you gaue a life to Your memory shall be as foule behind you as you are liuing All your better deedes shall be in water writ But this in marble No Chronicle shall speake you Though your owne but for a shame of men No Monument though high and big as Pelion Shal be able to couer this base murder make it rich with brasse Gold and shining Iasper like the Pyramides Lay on Epitaphes such as make great men gods My little Marble that onely clothes my ashes not my faults Shall farre out shine it and for after issues Thinke not so madly of the heauenly wisedomes That they will giue you more for your mad rage to cut off Vnlesse it be some snake or something like your selfe That in his birth shall strengle you Remember my father king There was a fault but I forgiue it let that sinne Perswade you to loue this Lady if you haue a soule Thinke saue her and be saued for my selfe I haue so long Expected this glad houre so languisht vnder you And dayly withered that by the gods it is a ioy to die I finde a recreation in 't Enter a Messenger MES. Where 's the King KING Heere MES. Get to your strength And rescue the Prince Pharamont from danger He 's taken prisoner by the Citizens For the Lord Phylaster LEON O braue fellowes Muteny my fine deere countrimen Muteny Now my braue valiant formen show your weapons In honour of your Mistresses 2 MES. Arme arme arme KING A thousand diuels take these Citizens LEON A thousand blessings on them MES. Arme O king the Citie is in Muteny Led by an old gray Ruffin who comes on In rescue of the Lord Phylaster KING Away to the Citadell I 'le see them safe And then cope with these burgers let the guard And all the Gentlemen giue strong attendance Exit King Manet LEON CLE. and TRA. CLE. The Citie vp this was aboue our wishes LEON I and the marriage too by al the gods this noble Lady has deceiued vs all a plague vpon my selfe a thousand plagues for hauing such vnworthy thoughts of her deare Honor O I could beat my selfe or doe you beat mee and I 'le beat you for wee had all one thought CLE. No no 't will but lose time LEON You say true are your swords sharpe Well my deere Countrimen what you lackes if you continue and fall not Backe vpon the first broken skin I 'le see you Chronicled And Chronicled and cut and Chronicled and all to be prais'd And sung in sonets and bath'd in braue new ballads That all tongues shall troule you in Secula seculorum My kinde Countrimen TRA. What if a toy take vm i' ch hee les now and they run all away and cry the diuell take the hindmost LEON Then the same diuell take the formost too and sawce him for his breakefast if they all prooue cowards my curses flush amongst vm and ill speeding