vpon my soule that hurt her It is the boy that wicked boy that seru'd her PHA. O thou damn'd in thy creation what cause couldst thou shape to strike the Princesse BOY Then I am betrayd LEON Betrayd no apprehended BOY I confesse vrge it no more that big with euill thoughts I set vpon her and did make my ayme her death For charity let fall at once the punishment you meane And do not load this weary flesh with tortour PHA. I will know who hir'd thee to this deed BOY My owne reuenge CLE. Reuenge for what BOY It pleas'd her to receiue me as her Page And when my fortunes eb'd that men strid o're them carelesse She did showre her welcome graces on me And did swell my fortunes till they ouer-flowde Their bankes threatning the men that crost them When as swift as stormes arise at sea she turnde Her eyes to burning Sines vpon me and did drie the streames She had bestow'd leauing me worse and more contem'd Then other little brookes Because I had beene great In short I knew I could not liue And therefore did desire to die reueng'd PHA. If tortures can be found long as thy naturall life Resolue to feele the vtmost vigor CLE. Helpe to leade him hence PHILASTER creepes out of a bush PHI. Turne back you rauishers of innocents Know you the price of what you beare away So rudely PHA. Who 's that LEON My Lord Phylaster PHI. T is not the treasure of all the Kings in one The wealth of Tagus nor the rocks of pearle That paue the Court of Neptune can weigh downe That vertue It was I that hurt the Princesse Place me some god on a Pyramades higher then Hils of earth and lend a voyce lowd as you Thunder to me that from thence I may teach The vnder-world the worth that dwels in him PHA. How 's this BOY My Lord some man weary of life that would be glad to dy PHI. Leaue this vntimely courtesie Bellario BOY Alas he 's mad come will you beare me hence PHI. By all the oathes that men ought most to keepe And gods to punish most when men do breake He toucht her nor take heede Bellario How thou doost drowne the vertues thou hast showne With periurie by all the gods t was I You know she stood betwixt me and my right PHA. Thy owne tongue be thy Iudge LEON It was Phylaster TRA. I' st not a braue boy Well I feare me sir we were deceiued BOY Haue I no friend here LEON Yes BOY Then shew it some good body lend a hand to draw vs neerer Would you haue teares shed for you when you die then lay me gentlie on his neck that there I may weep flouds and breath forth my spirit Not all the wealth of Pluto nor the gold locked in the heart of earth can buy away this arm-full from me this had beene a ransome to haue redeem'd the great Augustus Cesar had hee beene taken you hard-hearted men more stony then these Mountaines can you see such a cleere pure bloud drop and not cut your flesh to stop his life to binde whose bitter wounds Queenes ought to teare their haires and with their teares bathe them forgiue me thou that art the wealth of poore Phylaster Enter the King Princesse and a guard KING Is the villaine tane LEON Sir here be two confesse the deed but sute it was Phylaster KING Question it no more it was PHA. The fellow that did fight with him will tell vs that PRIN. Ay me I know him well KING Did not you know him PRIN. Sir if it were he he was disguis'd PHI. I was so Oh my starres that I should liue still KING Thou ambitious foole thou that hast layd a trayne for thy owne life now I doe meane to doe I 'le leaue to talke beare them to prison PRIN. Sir they did plot together to take hence this harmelesse life should it passe vnreuengd I should to earth weeping Grant mee then by all the loues a father beares his child their custodies that I may appoint their tortures and their deathes LEON Death soft your law will not reach that for this fault KING T is granted take vm to you with a guard Come Princely Pharamont this businesse past We shall with more security go on With our intended match Exit King and PHARAMONT LEON I pray that this action loose not Phylastor the hearts of the people CLE. Feare it not their ouer-wise heads Will thinke it but a trick Exeunt Actus 5. Scoen. 1. Enter LEON CLE. and TRA. LEON Has the king sent for him to death CLE. Yes but the king must know 't is not in his powor to warre with heauen TRA. We linger time the king sent for Phylastor and the headsman an houre agoe LEON Are all his wounds well TRA. All they were but scratches but the losse of blood made him faint CLE. We dally Gentlemen LEON Away Exit TRA. Wee 'le shufle hard before he perish Enter PHYLASTER Princesse BOY in prison PRIN. Nay faith Phylaster grieue not we are well BOY Nay good my Lord forbeare we are wondrous well PHI. Oh Arethusa and Bellario Leaue to be kinde I shall be shut from heauen If you continue so I am a man false to a paire Of the truest ones that euer earth bore Can it beare vs all forgiue me and leaue me But the King hath sent to call me to my death Oh shew it me and then forget me and for thee my boy I shall deliuer words will mollifie the hearts of beasts To spare thy innocence BOY Alas my Lord My life is not a thing worthy Your noble thoughts t is not a life t is but a peece Of child-hood throwne away should I out liue you I should out liue vertue and honour And when that day come if euer I shall close These eyes but once may I liue spotted for my periurie And waste by time to nothing PRIN. And I the wofulst maide that euer liu'd Forc't with my hands to bring my Lord to death Do by the honour of a Virgin sweare To tell no houre behind it PHI. Make me not hated so PRIN. Come from this prison all ioyfull to our deaths PHI. People will teare me when they finde you true To such a wretch as I I shall die loath'd Inioy your Kingdome peaceably whilst I for euer sleepe Forgotten with my faults Euery iust maiden euery maide in loue Will haue a peece of me if you be true PRIN. My deerest say not so BOY A peece of you he was not borne of woman that can cut it and looke on PHI. Take me in teares betwixt you For my heart will breake with shame and sorrow PRIN. Why t is well BOY Lament no more PHI. Why what would you haue done If you had wrong'd me basely and had found My life no whit compar'd to yours for loue Sirs deale with me truely BOY 'T was mistaken Sir PRIN. Why if it were BOY Then sir we would haue askt you pardon PHI.
so smooth a brow I cannot now thinke he is guilty BOY Health to you my Lord The Princesse doth commend her loue her life and this vnto you He giues him a letter PHI. O Bellario now I perceiue she loues me She dos shew it in louing thee my boy She has made thee braue BOY My Lord she has attir'd me past wish Past my desert more fit for her attendant But far vnfit for me that doe attend PHI. Thou art growne Courtly my boy O let all women that loue black deedes learne to dissemble here Heere with this paper she dos write to me As if her heart were twines of Adamant To all the world besides but vnto me a maiden snow That melted with my lookes tell me my boy How dos the Princesse vse thee BOY Scarce like her seruant but as if I were Something alied to her or had preserued her life Three times by my fidelity as mothers fond Doe vse their onely sonnes as I 'de vse one that 's left vnto my trust For whom my life should pay If he meete harme so she dos vse me PHI. Why t is wondrous well But what kinde language dos she feede thee with BOY Why she dos tell me she will trust my youth with al her maiden store and dos call mee her pretie seruant bids mee weepe no more for leauing you she 'le see my seruice rewarded such words of that soft straine that I am neerer weeping when she ends then ere she speakes PHI. This is much better still BOY Are you not well my Lord PHI. Ill no Bellario BOY Me thinkes your words fall out from your tongue so vneuenly nor is there in your looks that quicknesse that I was wont to see PHI. Thou art deceiued boy And she strokes thy head BOY Yes PHI. And she dos clap thy cheekes BOY She dos my Lord PHY. And she dos kisse thee boy ha BOY How my Lord PHY. She kisses thee BOY Neuer my Lord by heauen PHY. That 's strange I know she dos BOY No by my life PHY. Why then she dos not loue me Come she dos I bid her do 't I charg'd her by all charmes of loue betweene vs by the hope of peace wee should inioy to yeeld thee all delight naked as to her Lord I tooke her oath thou shouldst inioy her Tell mee gentle boy is shee not paradise is not her breath sweete as Arabian winds when fruites are ripe are not her breasts two lickquid Iuory bals is she not all a lasting mine of ioy BOY Yes now I see why my discurled thoughts were so perplext When first I went to her my heart held augeries you are abus'd some villaine has abus'd you I doe see where you tend Fall rocks vpon his head that put this to you t is some subtile traine to bring that noble friend of yours to naught PHY. Thou thinkst I will bee angry with thee come thou shalt know all my drift I hate her more then I loue happinesse and plac't thee there to pry with sparrowes eyes into her deedes hast thou discouered is shee falne to lust as I would wish her speake some comfort to me BOY My Lord you did mistake the boy you sent Had she the lust of sparrowes and of goates Had she a sin that weighed from the world beyond the name of lust I would not aide her base desires But what I come to know as seruant to her I would not reueale to make my life last ages PHI. Oh my heart This is a salue worse then the maine deceit Tell me thy thoughts for I will know the least That dwels within thee or will rip thy heart To know it I will see thy thoughts as plaine As I doe now thy face BOY Why so you doe she is for ought I know by all the gods As chast as ice but were she foule as hell And I did know it thus the breath of Kings The points of swords tortures nor buls of brasse Should wrack it from me PHI. Then t is no time to dallie with thee I will take thy life For I doe hate thee I could curse thee now BOY If you do hate me you could not curse me worse The gods haue not a punishment in store To me then is your hate PHI. Fie fie so young and so dissembling tell me when where Thou didst inioy her or let plagues fall vpon me If I destroy thee not He drawes his sword BOY By heauen I neuer did and when I lie to saue my life May I liue long and loathed hew me asunder And whilst I can thinke I 'le loue those pieces you haue cut away Better then those that grow and kisse those limbes Because you made vm so PHI. Fear'st thou not death can boyes contemne that BOY Oh! what boy is he could be content to liue To be a man that sees the best of men thus passionate Thus without reason PHI. O thou dost not know what t is to die BOY Yes I doe know my Lord t is lesse then to be borne A lasting sleepe a quiet resting from all iealousie A thing we all persue I know besides it is but giuing ore againe That must be lost PHI. But there are paines false boy For periur'd soules think but those and then thy heart will melt And then thou wilt vtter all BOY May they fall all vpon me whilst I liue If I be periur'd or haue euer thought of that you charge me with If I be false send mee to suffer in those punishments you speake of Kill me PHI. Oh! What should I doe why who can but beleeue him Hee dos sweare so earnestly that if it were not true the gods would not indure him Rise Bellario thy protestaions are so deepe and thou dost looke so truely when thou vtterest them that though I knew vm false as were my hopes I cannot vrge thee further but thou wert too blame to iniuie me for I must loue thy honest lookes and take no reuenge vpon thy honest lookes a loue from mee to thee is firme what ere thou dost it troubles me that I haue cald thy blood out of thy cheekes that did so well become thee But good boy let me not see thee more something is done that will distract me that will make mee mad if I behold thee if thou tenderest mee let me not see thee BOY I will flie as farre As there is morning ere I giue distaste to that most honord frame but through these teares shed at my haplesse parting I can see a world of treason practis'd vpon you and her and me farewell for euermore if you shall heare that sorrowes strucke me dead and after finde me loyall let there be a teare shed from you in my memory and I shall rest at peace PHI. Blessing be with thee what ere thou deseruest O where shall I go bathe this body nature too vnkind That mad'st no medicine to a troubled minde Exit PHILASTER Enter Princesse PRIN, I maruaile my boy comes not backe But that I
pulse keepes madmens time So dos your tongue PHI. You will not kill me then BOY Kill you PRIN. Not for the world PHI. I blame not thee Bellario thou hast done but that Which gods would haue transformd themselues to do Be gone leaue me without reply this is the last Exit BO Of all our meetings kill me with this sword be wise Or worse wil follow we are two earth cannot beare at once resolue to do or suffer PRIN. If my fortunes be so good to let me sall vpon thy hand I shall haue peace with earth Yet tell me this there will be no slanders no iealousie in the other world no il here PHI. No PRIN. Shew me the way to ioy PHI. Then guide my feeble hand you that haue power To do it for I must performe a piece of Iustice If your youth haue any way offended heauen Let prayers short and effectuall reconcile you to 't PRIN. I am prepard Enter a Countrey Gallant COVN. I will see the king if he be in the Forrest I haue hunted him this two houres if I should come home And not see him my sisters would laugh at me I can see nothing but people better horst then my selfe That out ride me I can heare nothing but shouting These kings had neede of strong braines The whooping would put a man out of his wits There 's a Courtier with his sword drawne by this hand vpon a woman I thinke PHI. Are you at peace PHY. wounds her PRIN. With heauen and earth PHI. Nay they diuide thy soule and body COVN. Hold dastard strike a woman th' art a crauen I warrant thee thou d'st be loth to play halfe a dozen veneis at wasters with a man for a broken head PHI. Leaue vs good friend PRIN. What ill bred man art thou to intrude thy selfe vpon our priuate sports our recreations COVN. God iudge me I vnderstand you not But I know the rogue has hurt ye PHI. Pursue thy owne affaires it will be ill to multiply blood vpon my head which thou wilt force me to COVN. I know not your Rethrack but I can lay it on if you touch the woman PHI. Slaue take what thou deseruest They fight PRIN. Gods guard my Lord COVN. O do you breath PHY. I heare the tread of people I am hurt the gods take part against me would this bore haue held me thus else I must shift for life though I doe lose it I would finde a course To lose it rather by my will then force COVN. I cannot follow the rogue Exit PHY I prethee wench come kisse me now Enter PHARAMONT LEON CLE. TRA. and Wood-men PHA. What art thou COVN. Almost kild I am for a foolish woman A knaue has hurt her LEON The Princesse Gentlemen Where 's the wound Madame Is it dangerous PRIN. He has not hurt me COVN. By god she lies has hurt her i' the breast looke else PHA. Oh secret spring of innocent blood LEON T is aboue wonder who should dare this PRIN. I felt it not PHA. Speake villaine who has hurt the Princesse COVN. Is it the Princesse OMNES I COVN. Then I haue seene something yet PHA. But who has done it COVN. I told you a rogue I ne're saw him before I LEON Madame who did it PRIN. Some dishonest wretch alas I know him not And do forgiue him COVN. He 's hurt too he cannot go farre I let my fathers old fox flie about 's eares PHA. How will you haue me kill him PRIN. Not at all t is some distracted fellow PHA. By this ayre I 'le leaue neuer a piece bigger then a nut and bring him all in my hat PRIN. Nay good sir if you do take him bring him quick to mee and I will study for a punishment great as his sinne PHA. I will PRIN. But sweare PHA. By all my Loue I will Wood-man conduct the Princesse vnto the king and beare that wounded fellow to dressing Come Gentlemen wee 'le follow the chase close Exit COVN. I pray you friend let me see the king CLE. That you shall and receiue thankes COVN. If I get cleere of this I 'le see no more gay fights Enter the BO Exeunt BOY Oh heauens heauy death sits on my brow And I must sleepe beare me thou gentle banck For euer if thou wilt you sweete on all Let me vnworthy presse you I could wish I rather were a Corse strew'd o're with you Then quick aboue you dulnesse shuts my eyes and I am giddy That I could take so sound a sleepe That I might neuer wake Enter PHILASTER PHI. I haue done ill my conscience cals me false To strike at her that would not strike at me When I did fight me thought I heard her pray The gods to guard me she may be abus'd And I a loathed villaine if she be she will conceale Who hurt her he has wounds and cannot follow Neither knowes he me Who 's this Bellario sleeping If thou be'st guilty there is no iustice that thy sleepe Should be so sound and mine whom thou hast wrong'd So broken Cry within Harke I am pursu'd you gods I 'le take This offerd meanes of my escape They haue no marke to know me but my blood If she be true if false let mischiefe Light on all the world at once Sword print my wounds vpon his sleeping body He has none I thinke are mortall He wounds him Nor would I lay greater on thee BOY O! death I hope is come blest be that hand it wisht me well againe for pittie PHI. I haue caught my selfe The losse of blood hath stayed my flight here Phy. falls downe Here is he that strooke thee take thy full reuenge Vse me as I did meane thee worse then death I 'le teach thee to reuenge This lucklesse hand Wounded the Princesse tell my followers thou Didst receiue these hurts in staying me And I will second thee get a reward BOY Hide hide my Lord and saue your selfe PHI. How is this wouldst thou I should be safe BOY Else it were vaine for me to liue These wounds I haue has not bled much Reach me that noble hand I 'le helpe to couer you PHI. Art thou then true to me BOY Or let me perish loath'd Come my Lord Creepe in amongst these bushes who dos know But that the gods may saue your breeth in 't Shromd PHI. Then I shall die for griefe if not for this That I haue wounded thee What wilt thou do BOY Shift for my selfe Well peace I heare vm come WITHIN Follow follow that way they went BOY With my owne wounds I 'le bloudy my owne sword I neede not counterfeit to fall heauen knowes I can stand no longer Boy falls downe Ent. PHARAMONT LEON CLERAMONT TRASALINE PHA. To this place I tract him by his blood LEON Yonder my Lord creepes one away CLE. Stay sir what are you BOY A wretched creature wounded in these woods by beasts Releeue me if your names be men Or I shall perish TRA. This is he my Lord