Treason as is generally believed by his next Brother Abbas who had formerly but in vain conspired to have betraid him to the Turkish General Turk Hist. Herbert c. ANNOTATIONS UPON THE FIFTH ACT. 1 IF we cannot recover him give out he is baptiz'd and so incapable 'T is no new way in India ASAPH did it Duke Asaph chief Favorite and Brother in Law to Shaw Selyn or Jangheer the Mogul he having married for his laâ— wife Normal Asaphs Sister and his Son Sultan Curroon who afterwards because by that name he was proclaimed Traytor by his Father changed his name to Shaw Iehan or King Iohn having married Asaphs Daughter he sent his Powers to set the Crown upon his Son in Law Curroons head but the old Mogul Selym made the Nobles swear not to accept Curroon because he muâ—dered his elder Brother but Bloche the young son and lawfull heir of that murdered Prince Selym being dead not without suspition of poyson given him by Asaph Blockee is set up The Queen Normal pretends for her Son Seriare youngest Son to Selym Her brother Asaph for his Son in Law Curroon and two Sons of the old Kings elder Brothers Morad or Amurath for themselves The other two young Princes Asaph found meanes to murder outright but these two last by circumstance causing them against their wills by some Portugals to be baptized into the faith of Christ so making them utterly uncapable of the Crown or Kingdom for the Alcoran forbids a Christian to wear a Crown where Mahomet is worshipped though afterwards for his further security he destroy'd them at Lahore and without further difficulty set up his Son in Law Curroon Herbert 2 The Injury c. See the eighth note upon the 3d. Act. 3 ABBA'S Thirty Kingdoms King Abbas his title over 30. Kingdoms runs thus The most high most mighty most invincible Emperor Abbas King of Persia Farthia Media Bactria Chorazon Candahor Heri of the Ouzbeg Tartar Hircania Draconia Evergeta Parmenia Hydaspia Sogdiana Aria Paropaniza Drawginna Arachosia Mergiana Carmania as far as stately Indus Ormus Larr Arabia Sufiana Chaldea Mesopotamia Georgia Armenia Sarcâ—hia and Van. Lord of the imperious Mountains of Ararat Taurâ—s Caucasus and Periardo commander of all Creatures from the Sea of Chorazen to the Gulfe of Persia. Of true descent from Mortys-dly Prince of the four Rivers Euphrates Tygris Araxis and Indis Governour of all Sultans Emperor of Mussulmen Bud of Honour Mirrour of Vertue and Rose of delight Though the Râ—â—der may know that among these he claims some Kingdoms which he enjoyes not as the Turk and others of his neighbours do sone others of these in his Possâ—ssion An usuall thing with all Princes Herbert Lodovic De Wellen de Reg. Pers. c. 4 Delights as far fetch 't as dear bought It was an antien nicitie among the Persian Monarchs still continued that nâ— wine could please their palate but the Chalydonian in Syria â—or no bread but what grew at Assos in Phrygia no salt but what was brought from Aegypt though Ormus nearer hand by much afforded much better nor no water but that of the River Copaâ—paes the same which Pliny calls Euleus and Daniel cap. â— Vlai it waters Shushan now called Valdack in Susiana and at length imbowells her selfe into the Persian Gulfe not far from Balsâ—ra one stream of it runs 'twixt Shiras and old Persaepolis over which there is a well-built bridge called Fullychawn Herbert c. 5 The antient death of Boats Mithridates vainly boasting in his drink that it was he that had slain Cyrus whom indeed he wounded in his rebellious competition with his elder Brother Artaxerxes the second surnamed Mnemon of great Memory for the Crown of Persia was accused to the King who was desirous of the honour to have it believed that it was hee himself that slew him wherefore esteeming himself touched in his credit by Mithridates his report he condemned him to the antient death of boats usuall among the Persians for hainous offendors the manner this They took two boats made of purpose so even that the one exceeded not the other neither in length nor in breadth then laid they the offendor in one of them upon his back and covered him with the other then did they fasten both boats together so that the Malefactors feet hands and head came out at holes made purposely for him the rest of his body being all hidden within They gave him meat as much as he would eat which if he refused they forced him to take by thrusting aules into his eyes having eaten they gave him to drink honey mingled with milk which they did not onely pour into his mouth but also all his face over turning him full against the Sun to tempt the flies and waspes to his face and of his excrements in the bottom of the boat engendred worms that fed upon his body so that being dead they found his flesh consum'd with them even to the entrals Seaventeen daies together did Mithridates languish in these torments and then died for his folly in not contenting himself with ornaments and gifts which the King had given him for wounding of his rebellious Brother but he must rob him of the honour of his death which he knew he most desired so procuâ—ing his own Crimine laesae Majestatis Plutarch in vit Artaxerx 6 Beat her brains out i th' antient way ordain'd for poysoners c. Parysatis the mother of Ataxarxes King of Persia took a grudge against his wife because she thought she exaspented him too much against his Rebellious Brother Cyrus insomâ—ch as in her revengfull mind she plotted the death of her daughâ—er in Law the beautious Statira the wicked determination was executed by poyson by the help saith Dinon of Gigis one of the women of her Chamber The King was so favourable to hiâ— Mother as he onely confined her according to her own Petition to Babylon swearing that whilst she lived he would never see Babylon but Gigis he condemned to suffer the paines of Death ordained by the Persians for poysoners in this manner They lay the head of the Malefactor upon a large plain stone and with another stone they presse and strike it so long til they have dashed the brains out so died Gigis Plutarch in vit Artax 7 Then burn her limbs with Cats dung This may seem a ridiculous kind of Punishment but 't is very antient and frequent all over Asia sometimes but by favour it is performed with Dogs dung So Mr. Herbert tells us that when it was told King Abbas that Nogdibeg his quondam Embassadour into England had poisoned himself wilfully for four daies feeding onely upon Opium not daring to see his Master or justifie himself against his adversary Sir Robert Sherley then on his journey to the Court to purge his honour before the King of the staines which the aspersions of Nogdibeg had thrown upon him the King said it was well he had poysoned himself for had he come to Court his body should have been cut in 365. pieces and burnt in the open market place with dogs dung but for the greater terror and shame its usually performed with cats dung the Cat being the baser beast as only used to destroy vermine 8 Let me suck thy last breath 9 When thy hand shall close mine aged eyes Theâ—e two concluding notes I put together because they reâ—ate to customes about the same subject viz. the parting office of friends to friends observed by the antient Romanes and others and still retained by the Persians and Grecians when any one was dying the next of the Kin used to receiue the last gaspe of breath from the sick person into his mouth as it were by kissing hiâ— to shew thereby how unwillingly and with what regret tâ—ey parted with their friend and closed his eyes being deceased Virgil makes Anna say of her Sister Dido newly dead Vulnera lymphis Aâ—luam extremus si quis super halitus errat ore legam Aen. 4. Some water I the wound may bath And if yet wanders any of her breath My lipps shall gather it And Ovid makes Penelope wishing that her Son Telemachus might outlive her self and his Father write thus to her husband Di ' precor hoc jubeant vt euntibus ordine fatis Ille meos oculos comprimat ille tuos Aepist 1. This may Heaven grant whilst fate in order goes That his hand mine eyes and thine too may close Statius hath both the customes together Sociosque amplectitur artus Herentemque animam non tristis in ora mariti Transtulit charae pressit sua lumina dextra Stat. Silv. l. 5. She him imbrac't delivering in glad wise Between his lips her cleaving soul and dies With his dear 〈◊〉 closing her sinking eyes FINIS Errata PAg 13. l. 14. for any r. and. p. 24. l. 24. for whose r. who p. 47. l. 14. for Son r. Sun p. 67. l. 3. dele not l 30. for for r. fore p. 93. l. 24. for do r to p. 97. l. 29. for mind r. mine p. 98. l. 9. r. besprinkled p. 112. l. 1. dele good p. 119. l. 23. after me add as p. 123. l. 31. for pleasant r. peasant p. 137. l. 2. add not p. 144 l. ult r. in p. 152. read in the beginning these two lines And fear is contrary to noble Courage The passive valour is the greatest still pag. 99.100.101 102 103 104. (*) Five hundred years (*) Haeliopolis in Aegypt
miserable prisoners were sometimes near famished none daring to relieve them lest the jealous King might have them in suspition Thus by this child of virtue and innocence gained they what they pined for food and comfort But behold the effects of mad melancholy it exâ—sperates the blinded Prince to this strange resolve He hearing of the immoderate joy and pleasure that the King his father took in his little Grandchild Fatyma being incapable of obtaining any better revenge vowes to rob him of that his Darling though hâ— wounded him through his own sides So strong and so sweet a passion is Revenge So that one time when his sad Wâ—fe and Son were sitting by him in comes pretty Fatyma with relief unto her Father by all actions of love and duty striving to shâ—w her selfe obedient Such time cuâ—sed time as this young Princess played about him the Prince called hâ—r who readily came to him to be mâ—de much of but see a hâ—rrid entertainment for instead of the embraces of love with admirable celerity and rage grasping her tender Neck with his strong and wrathfull hands whirling her about ere she could implore pitty the inraged Son of a cruell Father threw staâ—k dead upon the floor his own daughter Fatyma and in her the chief joy left to himself and his distrested Princess for the comfoâ—t of his revenge how sweet soever in the Act vanâ—shed with it the excessive delight of the aged King and sole ornament and comfort of all that Kingdom that seemed to enjoy the greatest of their condition for the Heir was with his Father buryed alive in a too early and unjust captivity His poor Princess with all the strength of her weakness seeing the Act struggled with him crying out to him that it was Fatyma that he killed little thinking he therefore killed her because Fatyma But he hearing his Son Soffie cry out too in blind sort pursued him who led by his better fate escaped down the stairs and was safe Fatyma dead begat as much sorrow and rage in old Abbas as alive she did love who now sends threats of terrible satisfactions as Famine Chains Strapadoes and all sharp and exquisite tortures to the inraged Prince his Son who by his Messengeâ—s returns his Father as many bitter curses hopes of better and more perfect revenge and wishes of whole Cataracts of miseries to poure themselves upon him In this Rage he spent two sad dayes and in the third with a Roman resolution gave a period to his sufferings in this world by quaffing off a cup of poyson to the confusion of his unnatural Father The sad Princess his Wife like a true Turtle surfeiting with sorrow mew'd her self up and since that time has seldom been seen by any Lastly Allybeg's Treason being discovered by a woman we end with the punishment of the Conspirators the Kings reassuming of the Princes friends into his favour and declaring of his Son Soffie Heir to the Persian Dignity after his Grandfather Abbas his decease which happening in the year 1629. the young Prince took upon him the Empire aged sixteen years hopeful and ingenious so fresh in memory is this sad story The persons of the Play EMIR-HAMZE-MIRZA'S Ghost ABBAS King of Persia. MAHOMETALLY-BEG the Kings Favourite BELTAZAR a privy Counsellour FARRABAN Courtiers creatures to Allybeg SELEVCVS Courtiers creatures to Allybeg ELCHEE A Duke vice-roy of Hyrcania MATZED Collonels and his creatures MOZENDRA Collonels and his creatures BENEFIAN Collonels and his creatures FLORADELLA The Kings Concubine OLYMPA Couâ—t Ladies EARINA Couâ—t Ladies OMAY Couâ—t Ladies CLOE Floradella's woman MIRZA The Prince SOFFIE a child his Son EMANGOLY Duke of Shiras and Lievtenant Generall of the Army under the Prince METHICVLI Noble men Officers in the Army fast friends to the Prince HYDASFVS Noble men Officers in the Army fast friends to the Prince ALKAHAM Noble men Officers in the Army fast friends to the Prince DORIDO a Page to the Prince VASCO Page to Emangoly NYMPHADORA The Princess FATIMA Her Daughter a Child IFFIDA The Princesses woman PAGES Seven MVTES Executioners Two THEEVES OFFICERS SOULDIERS CHORUS THE SCENE PERSIA MIRZA Act. 1. EMIR-HAMZE-MIRZA'S Ghost AND dost thou swim in Pleasures Tyrant still Or hast thou got a Patent to do iâ— When will the date expire hast thou not yet Contracted guilt enough that th' ponderous weight Of all thy Tyrannies Raâ—ines Murders fell May like a Milstone sink thee quick to Hell Are these too light leave thy Adulteries Thy Rapes thy Incests heaps of Perjuries And Ghomorean sports no sting behind Or are the Gods grown all like Fortune blind Or has dull IOVE no Thunder left Doth not 1. The murder of our Sire so soon forgot 2. And Me deserve a Bolt Sleep'st thou with what Philtries is thy strange Pillow stuft do not Ten thousand Furâ—es with their flaring hair And knotted whips of wire at thee still stare And threaten stripes Is our great Fathers Ghost Weary with haunting thee or us'd to 't do'st Account it now familiar and not quake If so behold I come from the dark Lake To be thy evill Genius and distill Into thy darker bosom deeds shall fill The measure of thy sins up and pull down With violent hand heavens vengeance on thy Crowâ— The foul Fiend aid thy councells and unto Thee dictate what he would but cannot do Discovers Abbas in his study Upon thy self and thine own Princely line Revenge our Fathers wronged Ghost and mine Inherit all my fury and obey What jealousie shall prompt mine did I say Alas vain voice how weak is that for thee The spirits of all unnaturall Fathers be Doubled upon thee 3. Act what the Mogull 4. And Turk shall start to hear what 5. th' Tartar shal Pitty what 6. BAHAMAN could not wish should be And 7. the Arabian will lament to see Faulter not in thy course now but pursue New mischiefs till no mischief can be new No cruell actions unlesse throughly done Are done secure Let not thy gallant Son Engrosse the subjects loves all his brave parts And deeds are Privy seales to take up hearts How will he stick arm'd with the strength o' th Land To snatch the Scepter from thy hated hand As thou didst from thy Father Such dire deeds Are still revenged with their like no seeds So fruitfull are as wrongs Who doth not thirst For Soveraign sway or who that may be first Is pleas'd with being second then do thou Begin with him and wait not the first blow But with a Sons and Grandchilds blood appease Fathers and brothers Ghosts What though thine ease Be bought with razing out the family And strangling th' hopes of all Posterity What need'st thou care so here thy race be even If when thou fall'st the Poles and studds of Heaven Be shiver'd the starrs quench'd thy house great names And all the world too with thee sink in flames Free villanies a hated reign assure And swords still drawn dire deeds dire deeds secure ABBAS The vow is
love to see these Actions they will put Spirit into me Is the Princesse ready Iff. She will be presently You stand on thorns now Fat Shall I see 't too Iff. Yes yes my pretty Lady If you 'l sit patient there and weep no more Fat Indeed I will not but I could not hold Lâ—st day they were so cruell could you IFFIDA To see hard-hearted PROGNE stab her Son And all the while the boy cling to her breast And for each wound she gave return a kisse Sof Go y' are fainthearted If. Nay Sir she 's good natur'd Fat This too is some sad story tell me IFFIDA Why do's this woman look so angry here Sof What ailes that old man so to weep I can't Indure to see a man weep it showes cowardly Iff. That fierce Lady MEDEA resolv'd to fly With her new servant JASON from her Father To hinder his pursuit she tore in pieces Her brother ABSYRTUS and bestrewd i th' way His limbs which that old man their father finding He stopt his vaine pursuit oâ—'s cruell Daughter To gather up by peace meal his torn son And seems to bath each piece with teares as if He thought them Cement strong enough to set The tatter'd joynts and flesh again together Fat Was she a sister O I could not do So by you SOFFIE for all the world I care not now for seeing it presented I hate all cruelty so perfectly Yet could I bear a part with that old man And weep as fast as he so infectious Is a just sorrow chiefly in old persons NYMPHADORA SOFFIE FATYMA IFFIDA PAGE WHat ailes my FATYMA to drown her blossomes Of beauty thus in tears Child art not well Fat Yes Madam but this piece is limnd so lively As it doth strain tears from me to embalm Poor torn ABSYRTUS with Nym. Pretty compassion I like this tendernesse in thee but we think This a feign'd story O may reall griefs Ne'r touch thy breast poor thing wilt see it acted Fat It will I fear make me too melancholy Nym. Do as thou wilt my Heart Fat This piece shall be My mâ—lancholly study and sad Tutor When I have either cause or will to weep I le take up this and sit and think I see The tender boy stretcht out his hands unto me For help and sigh because I cannot rescue'him Then think again the old man calls out to me To help him gather up his sons limbs and weep Because I cannot Iff. Pretty innocence Sâ—f Pray Madam let me wait upon your Highnesse To th' Tragedy Nym. Thou shalt sweet-heart Iff. What now Pag. If 't please your grace the Lady FLORADELLA Is lighted at the gate and means a visite Nym. She 's welcome Sof Pish pish now her idle chat Will keep us beyond time Nym. Soft my young Gallant NYMPHADORA FLORADELLA SOFFIE FATYMA IFFIDA HAil my good Lady Flo. Mighty Princesse hail Nym. Please you to sit Flo. How does my little Lady Fat I thank you Madam Flo. And you my Lord Sof Madam At your service Flo. Troth an early courtier How happy are you Madam in these copies Of your fair selfe and your renowned Lord By which you 've fild times sharp teeth and secur'd Your names your formes and natures from the wast Of death and eating age nor is it fit So eminent a beauty and cleer vertue Should for lesse then eternity grace the world Nym. Why Madam give you me the trouble to Speak your words over for these heights of courtship Are but like sounds made in a hollow room In expectation of the Eccho's answer FLo. No Madam by your beauty and that is The greatest Power that I can swear by I Oft lose my self in pleasing Contemplation Of you as Natures and as Fortunes darling By whose best gifts yet can you never be So highly grac'd as you do grace their gifts And them too by your bare receiving them What had the Gods in all their Treasury Oâ— greater worth or lustre then the Prince Your excellent Lord A Prince that striketh dumb Envy and slander and gives Fortune eyes And who could they find worthy to bestow This great result of all their sweat upon But you who yet deserve him every inch Nym. In him indeed I am compleatly happy But he is so far above all deserving As I can plead no merit yet the Gods Themselves have sometimes deign'd a mortall love Flo. In which of all the Gods fortunate Princesse Could you have been so happy as in him With better grace thou Phoebus dost not hold Thy gorgeous rein nor from thy glistring Throne Scatter more beauty or more Majesty A Majesty indeed too great to know Any Superior And now that the King Is bow'd down with the burden of old age The heavy weight of the unweildy Empire Grow but a trouble to his aged shoulders His Crownes are to his head a load no more An ornament It 's fitter his white Age Should now indulge his genius and release His thoughts from all the ruffle of the world And give him time to contemplate the place He tends to every day So should the Prince Make his few daies brighâ—er and easier to him By taking on himself now fit for labour That load of care we call the Soveraignty Nym. Pray Madam give such thoughts no longer breath Thoughts that the loyall Prince and I detest 'T is the base viper gets a life by forcing A violent passage through his Parents bowells 19 My Country Phoenix when he duly mounts His Fathers spicie Throne brings on his wings His honour'd ashes and his funerall odours To shew he climb'd not till his death his seat Flo. Your Highnesse rather should assist his rising By gaining more to 's party which is done With but a gracious look or smile from you ' So prevalent an Oratour is beauty Nym. No by his life and all the love I bear him I 'd rather follow him fairly to his Tombe Perfum'd with that unblemish'd stock of honour He now stands in then that so fouly broke See him untimely thrust into the Throne And justifie my self a loyaller wife In loving more his honour then his life Flo. Unconquerable Vertue if the Gods in secreâ— Give me a Plague 't will be for th' injury I do this noble pattern of all goodnesse Well Madam you may feed upon that air But there are those wish the design on foot And promise to themselves a fair successe So great 's the love they have for the brave Prince An expâ—ctation of a braver King ' For 't is Authority declares the man Nym. I 'l thrive their trai'trous plots Iff. My Lord speak to her Nym. But in his face I read my SOFFIE think 's This conference might be spar'd as well as I For he was wooing me to carry him To see MEDEA play'd at Madam OMAY'S And I am loth to disappoint his hopes Flo. I 'le be no cause of that I 'le wait you thither Nym. You 'l honour me Flo. I 'le go before you one day
perpetuall snow to quench my fires And slake my parch'd soul with continuall Ice Iff. Dear Madam get him in Nym. O that I could Mâ—r. Or might I still thirst TANâ—ALUS with thee So I might alwaies bath in thy cool River For O I burn I burn the dog-star rules me And feeds his raging fires on all my joynts Nym. Wilt in to rest Mir. 'T is dog-daies every where And Affrâ—ck Here ye BELIDES here powre On me kind sisters your perpetuall â—ialls There is an impious nation that is said To stuffe with human flesh their greedy womb O they expect me and are now devouring My roasted Liver all my members broile And ready be â—HYESTES for thy Table Nym. Page try to lift him up softly O softly Mâ—r. O I am stifled in hot glowing brasse I low shut up in dire PERILLUS Bull. Away Dragons you scald me with He struggles your breath Nym. Stay yet Mâ—r. Nought see I'fore mine eyes but flames And towring Pyramids of eternall fire What food can serve such flames alas what mines Of Bitumen and Sulphur have I in me That thus my loyns consume without a pile Iff. Alas this talking heightens his distemper Nym. It does come try to bear him quickly in Once well he will forgive it Mir. I melt I melt Ah! mine own selfe am mine own funerall fire FLORADELLA MAHOMET-ALLYBEG BUngling Puppies could not twitch hard enough When once they 'd got him down What will you do now Step on or back or alter the whole maâ—hin Of the contrivement Mah. On my fair These little difficulties indear great actions To noble minds they are weak soules fall or stumble At rubs cast in their way to â—ry their sâ—â—ength The peace I know by this time is patcht up And the bold factious Troops disbanded all The Town anon will swarm with idle Souldiers That will like fish lie basking in the Sun And die when all the water their element Is let out from them I 'me for ELCHEE first Flo. I for OLYMPA and EARINA Mah. Presse hard For liberall lones of money plate or Jewells Or any of their fine superfluities They 'l help t' augment the heap Possesse them strongly That I intend to rescue the brave Prince And SOFFIE Flo. You 've instructed me enough Mah. Keep hid the Serpent Lure with the Dove No Treason is like that goes mas'kd like love CHORUS WHat is it Heavens you suffer here As if that vices malice were unbounded All vertues Laws inverted are And the just be by the unjust confounded 'T is punishable to speak reason Now reason and loyaltie are out of fashion And Tyranny and Treason Have all the vogue in this besotted Nation He that our great Palladium was No lesse our strength and bulwark then our glory A pray to rampant malice lies Whose fall almost the doers selves makes sorry His innocent issue suffer too Not laid so close up as a priz'd treasure But to shew what their rage can do And that reason ruleth not their acts but pleasure His noble friends that whilst they wore I' th field his purple could deaths selfe have daunted Men that a crime then death fear more Suffer for crimes wherewith they 'r unacquainted Some to strickt bounds confined are Some to remote all judg'd without due tryall The cause fond jealousie and fear Strange state that fears such subjects as are loyall Whilst they that mean the rape o' th state Swim in smooth oyle and wallow in all riot Intit'ling their black deeds to fate And put bad men in armes to keep good quiet O whither doth the precipice Of evill hurry men of base condition Made drunken with unjust successe They all the world grasp in their vast ambition Seest thou not JOVE rebellions scope ' Lesse thy quick vengeance stopps their sudden rising They 'l like their elder brothers hope To depose thee too and dare heavens surprising Hear O JOVE hear their blasphemies How all their wickednesse on thee they father Cheating the world with pious lies Saying their rules from thy instinct they gather Dost thou not hear it boldly said JOVE bids us break all antient laws a sunder At the dire speech ASTRAE fled Or hearing it why sleeps so long thy Thunder Was it not worth one bolt to save Him who the world thy truest copy deem'd Whom all good men in reverence have Who thy laws highly as we his esteem'd Whom wilt not tempt when these they see The great prosperitie of evill secures Away from down-trod right to flee When wrong with the fair bait successe allures So would it be but that there are A wiser few that know on high there fitteth O' th world an upright Governour And every thing is best that he permitteth We know a punishment it be To evill to prosper nor shall long endure The wicked's false prosperitie Though justice slowly moves she striketh sure Act IIII. ABBAS BELTAZAR COme BELTAZAR how have you us'd your power Bel. May 't please your Majestie a mutuall league Offensive and defensive we could not Obtain but upon tearmes too low for us The â—urk is yet too high and stands upon Rendition of those Townes you hold of his Which would disfurnish you of many men Fit for your other wars so'a Truce is all We 've made but so long 't may be call'd a peace 'T is for three years Abb. ' These truces yet in war Are only like the well daies in an Ague Short intervalls of health that flatter us Into debauch and make the next fit worse Nor should we suffer a disorder follow To save a war because that war 's not sav'd But only put off to our disadvantage But how took our stout Captains their casheering Bel. full heavily and mutter'd mutiny EMANGOLY here at the Town was met With your arrest and seisure of his places Which he seem'd to put off with no more trouble Then he would do his Armes after a march Or a hard charge to take a nap of sleep Abb. Cunning dissembler How took ELCHEE His banishment from Court Bel. As a school-boy That has plaid treuant and hears his Master's angry Abb. There 's hopes of him but th' other is quite lost ABBAS FATYMA BELTAZAR WHat 's that my FATYMA Fat 'T is a petition From a poor subject wrong'd by a great Lord. Too strong for him to struggle with at Law Nor has he wherewithall to pay for justice Bel. The case holds in himselfe and his aside brave Son Abb. Our justice FATYMA shall be given not sold. T was wisely done who ere he be to send it â—y thy hand sweet of all the deerest to me T is granted Fat Heaven will pay the early mercy Abb. Take you the scrowle BELTAZAR and see right done ABBAS FATYMA BUt child thou shew'st thy selfe as unconcern'd At all the pleasures of the Court and seemst A discontent Fat Alas Sir how can I Relish these toyes when my poor Father pines And raves mewd up in Prison Is the daughter Fit for a Court and
proud foes â— that have so inlarg'd his Territories And stretch't his line beyond 13 the Caspian Sea â—14 Drivâ—n the Mogul into his Candahor To stand and see me wast his other lands 15 Made Balsora th' Arabians utmost bound And 16 bounded th' Tartar with th' Hyrcanian Ocean 17 I that check't CYCALA'S insulting Progresse Torturing th' Georgâ—ans our Confederates With eighty thousand men I that first chased His bulkie Army to th' Aâ—menian bounds Then forc't him fight and gave my selfe the pleasure To paddle i th' blood of thirty thouâ—and â—urkes I that did still pursue that flying General Into Iâ—eria and slaughter'd all The Turkish Garrisons in Testis Tauris Cazbeen and Babyloâ— 17 that year regaining No lesse from ACHMAT to ungratefull ABBAâ— Then our TAMAS lost to their SOLYMAN 17 I that since that beat that stout CYCALA Oft as he could recruit till the Foe vow'd Never to follow more that lucklesse Chieftain Must now be th' Martyr of the Insolence Of slaves and a besotted Tyrants wrath Ema 18 I that gave Ormus scepter to his hand 18 And brought her Captive King to live upon His slender Pension of five Markes a day 19 I that subdued Larrs sandy Kingdom for him Mangre her wall of Rock am now accused By him for killing her King treacherously When he himself angry I gave him quarter Commanded it I now must tire out My life in exile or as bad disgrace Met. And 20 I that won the Realm of Larry Joâ— Am taxt with a perfidious Victory When I had died had I return'd without it Ema Why murâ—ur subjects when his Son escapes noâ— Mir. And how could I hope other when his Natuâ—â— Thirsts after blood as food O when so many Innocent subjects fell they warned me What signified 21 his wrong to the poor Chrâ—stians 22 His murdering of his Embassadour To th' â—â—rk as he 'd kill all can't work his ends Meâ— 23 His Treachery to the Magician set him On work then hang him up for conjuring â—ma 24 His murder of the sleeping Traveller Becaâ—se his pamper'd horse but startled at him Hyd. 25 His coupling of the souldiers lustful wife To an Asinego Alk. 26 His cutting a Clerks hand off But for not writing fair 27 His wrath to th' two Pilfering Souldiers more for their raggs then theft Met. But above all 28 his ore-ambitious murder Of his brave Father and far braver Brother Mir. His Torture Poysons strangling with bow-strings 29 Men eating Doggs and Arts of Tyranny Proclaim his nature that it must be glutâ—ed With bloâ—d and why not ours since 't is best Mâ—â— What better promises 30 his irreligion In taking needlesse Journeies still in Lent T' avoid fasting under pretence of Travell Ema Our misery is his inconstancy Like the weather about the Equinoctial Now a quiet breath and gentle gale and then A storm so fierce a ship can feel no helm 31 Thus he 'l forbid and tolerate the same thing Oft in one year not as his interest But as his variable humour swaies him Mir. Go my EMANGOLY take my bank at Ormus Rally with it a Troop of your old Souldiers And give me liberty take my SOFFIE Into your care and make him safe in private Sof Sir here 's a way propounded for my freedom To change cloaths with my Sister FATYMA And go like her out hence Mâ—r. Let it be done Be ready to receive him and be to him As much a Father as thou ' hast friend to me Ema So Heaven be mine as I his faithfull friend Mâ—r. 'T is no small benefit that this rough fortune Discovers yet my friends severs the doubtfull From the assur'd for Prosperity At her departure took away with her Those that were her's and left me still mine own O at how vast a rate would I have bought This fair discovery before my fall And when I thought my self most fortunate If Heaven again will my lost state restore And wealth I 'le use them better then before If not my soul not at the losse repines Having found friends a greater wealth thâ—n Mines VASCO CLOE LAdy but that no fault or disrespect In me to your sweet Beauties merit it I should afflict my self to see your Countenance Estranged thus to your best servant Clo. Sir I know no fault nor is my countenance chang'd But with my state due gravitie increas'd Vas. As how dear Lady since I left the Court Is our state chang'd I hope the cloud upon My Lord shall not obscure me Clo. No but you Think then I am the same you left me Vas. Yes Lady I see no change your lip your eye Has the same lustre the same tincture on 't If there be any change 't is for the better Clo. Better I know that marry yes my hopes Nay certainties are higher then before And shall my thoughts then bear no correspondence Is it no more to be chief Maid of Honour To the Empresse of Persia then woman to My Lady FLORADELLA Vas. Sure she 's mad Empresse we have none Clo. But we shall have soon Follow me in and I 'le unriddle to you Since we are one the secret is safe still And were the fortune mine it should be yours Vas. Love and amazement what will this produce ABBAS FATTYMA FARRABAN 'T Is granted pretty heart they all shall have Their just desires and I truly wish I could as safely give them liberty As necessaries in their just restraint FARRABAN see your royall Prisoners have What they desire fit for their condition Wait my fair granchild to them Fat Sir my thanks Come FARRABAN Far. Madam your humble Servant ABBAS O Strength of vertue how dost thou shine forth In this sweet Innocent how dutifull How carefull how solicitous is she For her Parents and shall not nature then As well descend as ascend am not I As well his father as she his daughter but Here 's she will turn these thoughts another way FLORADELLA to him INtrude not I upon your privacies Abb. No my best love for what is more important Then thy embrace and what affair shall not Vanish at thy approach as mists at daies But I see businesse in thy face come speak it Flo. Though hither chiefly love and duty brought me Which puts me strongly forward to your pleasure I have indeed somewhat to ask your Grace 'T is for your servant MAHOMET his last service Has render'd him most odious and envy'd The factious threaten in private and in publick Beard him to 's face Abb. There 's lightning in his eyes Shall blast all his maligners Flo. They are great Strong and increast much by th'cast Officers Most now in Town all of the Princes faction So that without a guard he can't with safetie Attend your person or follow your affairs Which ask his publick presence and you know How much your service needs him Abb. He shall have part of our guards assign'd him Flo. Those can't we aside Trust that your state permits not see himselfe ABBAS MAHOMET-ALLYBEG
beside Mâ—r. Pretty ignorance thou goest but before Wee soon will follow thee In the mean time There shalt thou meet thy Uncle and great Grandsire They will make much of thee and shew thee all The glories there the green and fragrant fields Ripe fruits that ne'r decay Soft melting songs And Carolls of the Golden-feather'd birds Shall lull thee asleep then shalt thou wake agen To see the Nymphs and Virgins dance about The silver Rivers they shall take thee in And make thee Mistris of their sprightly Revells Fat Would I were there if you would follow but I 'l not be there without your company Mir. I 'l follow thee sweet heart when I have got Revenge enough upon the doting Tyrant Mean while ONEMESISâ— see I obey thee in secret Act thou my shaking hands and be my Goddesse Go thou before me and prepare my way Iff. O Heavens Sof O Gods what fury 's this He takes Fatyma by the neck breakes it and swings her about The Princesse Soffie and Iffida in vain hang about him to save the child Nym. My Lord my Lord 't is FATYMA you kill Mir. I therefore kill her because FATYMA She could not die more innocent nor I Get better vengeance on the Tyrants head Lie thee there till another comes Fat O O He throws her down She dies Nym. Ah me sweet babe is all the world turn'd Monster Sof Ah! my dear Sister Mir. SOFFIE come hither No Nym. Fly dear SOFFIE Iff. Fly fly my Lord Mir. Come hitheâ— or be wretched The Princesse and Iffida fall a clâ—fing of Fatyma till seâ—ing the Prince groap after Soffie too they rise hold him till Soffie escape Nym. O my Lord Why will you wrong your vertue thus to murder These pieces of your selfe Mir. Because the Tyrant Loves them and lov'd he me I 'd kill my self too But since he doth not I will live to spighâ— him The'world too little to satiate my revenge Sof Page Guard ope ope O ope the doors and save me FARRABAN PAGE Guard To them RUn down sir run that way Hoâ—ror and Furies To Soffie Mir. Take you all dogs wher 's SOFFIE Far. Escap'd From your wild rage Mir. My curse shall overtake him Far. We'd best bind him Pag. Hold gently gently sir. Nym. Ah! the sweet soul is fled fled She chafes Fatyma again never never O never to return Iff. Ah. sweetest Mistris Mir. Then carry her to my Father as my Presenâ— 'T wil make my peace with him he 'l love me now For doing this Act 't is so like his own Far. 'T will make all good men Pag. Pray sir speak not to him Mir. Look down look down great Uncles Ghost and see Where ABBAS Jewell lies 32 the sight will give thee A riper joy then thou dist feele when thy Dread hand struck off CARAEMIT's proud head 'T is I that must revenge my self and you Come Page attend me to my Dungeon There will I boast my parcell Vengeance And study more and ruine th' whole Creation But I will make the Tyrant hang himself Far. Good Heavens how rage Bears men out of themselves Nym. Bring in the precious body IFFIDA I cannot yet bewail her fate nor mine Too great for words is my vast misery Small Griefes make men lament Great stupify SOFFIE METHICULI O My good good Lord the saddest accident My Father has kill'd with his own hands my Sister The Castle is all in an uproar at it In which I escap'd else he had kill'd me too Met. Thank Heaven you have so come my Lord this is No place for talk quick let us hast away Sof Fast as you please my honour'd Lord whither EMANGOLY VASCO He muffles Soffi in his Cloak and carries him away WHat horrours seize me that the world should thus Be all abandon'd to the furies envy Sure this is but to cheat us Vas. No my Lord Though CLOE told it with such confidence The horror was not able to perswade me Till first I ran to OMAY'S Garden House There the Conspirators are all to meet The house preparing and the entertainment Ema Dire discoveries VASCO this you 'l swear And with your blood maintain Vas. I will sir. Ema Come then Though banished I 'l venture to the King And break his hasty order for his good How happy art thou to discover this Thou shalt be Persia's Genius she shall pay Devotions to thee and how blest am I To be an instrument to save my Country O Heaven how bounteous art thou to mankind When we rush on to ruine mad and blind Thou cast's a bit upon our furious hast To curb us for our good and from our wast Preserve us 'gainst our wills Whence is it whence That the world stands but from thy providence Truth-loving JOVE Thou wilt not suffer wrong However great to go unpunisht long Or although long to us and to sense past All hope yet full-paid vengeance comes at last Thy certain Justice ever ready stands And though she ' has leaden feet she ' has Iron hands CHORUS A Passion stronger then the rest No more call love Since dire revenge in a wrong'd breast More strong doth prove She breaks all bands for her desire Blood is her food She treads down all things in her ire Though just or good Ore love it selfe she triumpht hath Oft having forc't Fierce hands in the dear bloud to bath Which they lov'd most The fierce Odrysian Queen to take Revenge upon Her husband for her sisters sake Butcher'd her son As to the wood a Tygresse wild A Fawn doth trail She drag'd to a close room the child Where nought avail His tears his banishments or both To calm her blood Revenge stood by gnashing her teeth Expecting food O rage of women though the boy T' her bosom clung She him nor turn'd her face away Stab'd as he hung He kis't she stab'd O dire reward His kisses got The pavements blusht with blood besmear'd Though she did not This proves not she her sister priz'd Before her Boy But that all are by rage despis'd For cruell joy And that revenge might ore men too Her Triumphs see We have a Father late did doe As much as she A Father by his held in thrall His daughter kill'd 'Cause her the Grandsire above all Things precious held Since his revenge could reach no more O rages sway The Jewell of this soul he tore From him away Carelesse so him himself to strike Hope flatter'd so What that to PROGNE's this the like T' his Sire would doe Go innocent Princesse Martyr go Of Rage and Fate And in thy checker'd Grove below Embrace thy Mate ITYS and FATYMA there shall cling Into a pair Him sweetest birds shall ever sing And MUSES her Impute not thou the crime O JOVE And breach of Lawes To th' Actor but to them that gave The cruell cause Act. V. FATYMA's Funerall passes over the Stage Six Virgins â—earers ABBAS MAHOMET ALLY-BEG BELTAZAR FLORADELLA OLYMPA EARINA c. Chief Mourners A Funerall
they do to its particular inhabitants for Plutarch reports In vit Pomp. That Pompey going to invade Hyrcania as far as Mare Caspium he was compelled to turne back againe into Armenia the lesse for the infinite numbers of deadly venemous Serpents which he met with being come within three dayes Journey of it These Woods yet befriend them against winter colds and shade them from the parching sun both which in â—heir seasons are there extream and besides hurtfull creatures they are plentifully stored with Apes for European Merchandise and Antilopes and Red and fallow Deere for food The â—rime Cities of this Kingdom are Farrabant Asharaffe Perisâ—â—w Omoall Barsrushdea and Derbent most watered by the Rivers Araxis Connack Osbel Cyre Rha and Cheisell who from the deserts of Larr and together with the 70. mouthed Volga from Muscovia empty themselves into the Caspian Sea These Rivers abound with fish and are furnished with little Canoes or Boats made of one Tree capable to receive eight men in fair weather In the River of Farrabant which bears a stream of 40. paces over are some long deep prams sowed together with hemp and cord but unpitcht or calk't in these the Muscovian Merchants sail down Volga over the Caspian Sea to Farrabant to traffique for raw silkes which they transport to Mosco and through Russia These ships ordinarily come thither in March and return in July This Country being both pleasant and rich viz. a fine Plain abounding with Corn chiefly Rice Barley and Ric Wine Honey and â—ll sorts of fruits and being an usefull passage into Tartarie and Turcomania allured Abbas of Persia to attempt it who had the fortune to win it To hold it the better he oft afforded it his presence residing much at Farrabant where hee built a sumptuous Palace and Asharaff where Master Herbert tells you he was when he received Sir Dodmore Cotton Embassadour from our King Charles and in his absence there resides the Vice-roy The people speak the Language of Persia their apparell is like the Irish trooses their heads have a high woollen Cap furred with their owne sheeps skinns They are affable and delight in Noveltie being much civilized as say the Persians since they called Abbas their Conqueror and had the honour to afford him a Mother and a Wife which though not the least shall bee the last praise of Hyrcania which I will here remember that it produced the Grandmother and Mother of MIRZA 7 The Grand Signior The Great Turk so called in the same sense as we call the Great Mogor the Great Japan the Great Duke of Muscovie the Great Cham the Great Duke of Tuscany c. 8 The Gelden Duke King Abbas his Vice-roy for Hyrcania whom I call Elchee liking a Boy whose Father was poor and under his command against the boyes wiâ—â— his Parents knowledge and the Law of Nature made him Sodomite which crying sin though licensed by their Alcoraâ— yet force is not to be used and therefore are Ganymeds 〈◊〉 each great City tollerated The Father of this wronge Child prostrates himself before the King and acquaints hiâ— with that villany The King seeing sorâ—ow and truth in thâ— Peasants look demanded of the Duke who then was sittinâ— there how true it was his countenance bewrayed him Thâ— King having at that instant a knife in his hand gave it to thâ— poor Father and bad him Eunuchize him The Duke durâ— not startle or intercede the Law of the Persian never alters the poor man executed as was enjoyned him The King yeâ— continued to the Duke his jurisdiction His Seraglio onelâ— lost most by it Herbert p. 99. 9 There I 've disarm'd a Foe and the most potenâ— too in the whole Empire This foe of Ally-Beg's was the above mentioned Duke Emangoly the greatest subject in Persia hiâ— Father and Grand-father were Dukes before him a Genealogie of that Antiquity as many Sultans and Dukes in India and Persia cannot equall it they know so little that way Hee was one of the Kings four great Dukes each of which hath under him 12. Sultans each Sultan 5000. Gouzel-Bashaws no worse warriers then the Janizaries His Titles without ostentation were these Emangoly Chawn Lord of Persia which they call Farsee Great Duke of Shiras Sultan of Larr and the Mountains of Jaaroon Lord of Ormus Ruler of Carmania Mergiana Susiana Gedrozia Aria and Sigestan Prince of the Gulph of Arabia Great Beglerbegg or Lord of Lords Commander of twelve Sultans Flowre of Courtesie second in Glory Protector of Mussullmen Nutmeg oâ— Comfort and Rose of delight He was very martiall and fortunate he subdued all Larr Ormus and unto Jasques for his Soveraign of which in the 18. and 19. notes upon the 4th Act He got footing in Arabia for himself in this manner Two Arabian Princes contending for Soveraignty he that was vanquished demanded succour from this Duke who entertained him and with 20000. Horse fought and kill'd his Adversary and became Lord of both their Tertitories The relieved Prince thanks him and desires to return home Emangoly refused could he with any honesty leave him that had so succour'd him The Prince must stay and in fine becomes his Son in Law and Father at once for he wedded the Dukes Daughter and the Duke his Signiory and kept him Prisoner the usuall fruit of Auxiliary or mercenary forces When he hunts the Tygre Lion Bores and such like which he did once in four years hee set 20000. men to rouze them and when they were herded together on some Mountain he impaled it with a huge toil of wire cords and wood a toil and burden for 600. Camels and so commanded them Answerable to his State was his Estate his plate and Jewells were valued at 300000. pounds He had 300 women in his Seraglio called there Haram at Shira His Revenues according to the Merchants computation were 400000. Tomaynes a year a Toman is 3. l. 6. s. So Herbert which of our money comes to 1328000. l. a year a Revenue equall to some European Kings not superfluous here to be â—emembred because it shews the greatnesse of Subjects in those parts 10 MORATS Horse-tail standard The Turkes royall Standand born by the Janizaries is no other then a horse-tail tied to the end of the staff So Sandys which though seeming rude and answerable to their Originall doth smell much of Antiquities Coloured Horse-hairs being a most antient Ornament for Crests Homer sticketh the like in the Helmet of the gallantly aâ—med though not so spirited Paris being to fight the great deciding Combate with Menelaus for Helena 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Then on his head his well wrought Helm he set Plum'd with Horse-tail that horribly did threat Hear how this passage sounds in French rendred by the great Poitique and much admired Abbot of Saint Cheron Salel Et puis couurit sa teste D'vn riche armet ayant vne grand ' oreste Faite du poil qu'on voit