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A77567	Five nevv playes, viz. The English moor, or the mock-marriage. The love-sick court, or the ambitious politique: Covent Garden weeded. The nevv academy, or the nevv exchange. The queen and concubine. / By Richard Brome.	Brome, Richard, d. 1652?; Brome, Richard, d. 1652? English Moor.; Brome, Richard, d. 1652? Love-sick court.; Brome, Richard, d. 1652? Covent Garden weeded.; Brome, Ricahrd, d. 1652?. New academy.; Brome, Richard, d. 1652? Queen and concubine.	1659 (1659)	Wing B4872; Thomason E1782_1; Thomason E1782_2; Thomason E1782_3; Thomason E1782_4; Thomason E1782_5; ESTC R209758	271,627	554

then burn up higher still and higher You warm you at such fire 't is we walk through 't The hobnayl'd Common wealth must tread it out Andr. So now away with him Hang him first d' ye hear He has the bast clothes that will encourage The Hangman the better to turn the rest after him Enter Eulalia Lodovico Enl. Whither away with him Pog. So now you see what 's become of your fine speeches Eul. Will ye 'gainst all my Counsels and requests Persist to pull destruction by taking others lives upon your own And seem to carry it as in care for me Pog. No 't is in care of our selves because we know Not to breed our Children honestly without you Eul. Have I not often councell'd and entreated You would forbear Lol. Your councels and entreats We are bound to disobey by Proclamation For we must grant you nothing Andr. VVell found out Pog. And therefore if you say Hang not this man We are bound to hang him we will shew our selves the Kings Subjects not yours Lod. If you can answer 't to the King 't is well His Majesty is here at hand Eul. Go leave him unto me Andr. The King at hand 't is time for us to look about us Lol. Must not we be hang'd now Pog. It will be so without all peradventure Eul. Release your Prisoner set him free and go send the rest of the confederats Exeunt Guard Alphonso kneeles Alph. I was not bound till now I have no power to move or stir a limb O sacred Queen use mercy in adjudging me To present death to quit me of the torment That rages all upon me all within me The sight of you has shot more paines into me Then I have drops of blood O let me die Eul. I cannot give thee death nor will my prayers Be prevalent for thy cure poor sinful man Till thou layst ope the cause of thy disease Thy hainous sin by fair and free confession Alph. I hope no cure and therefore ask no life But the Kings Justice to afford me death That is no less deserved then desir'd For I confess This my Device was but To make my way to you t' have murder'd you Enter two Lieutenants Doctor and Midwife Wrought thereunto by Alinda's Instigation More I confess The Evidence against you Whereby you were despos'd was false And all these witnesses which now do bring Addition to my torment did I hire Both for their perjury past and for their late Attempt upon your life with the Queens money Eul. Do you confess it Omn. Heaven Pardon our misdeed it is most true Eul. Heaven grant you all your cures Omn. All blessings on the Queen Eul. All was confess'd before by Fabio and Strozzo And you do well to seem so penitent I do forgive you and will plead your pardon unto the King Alph. Your sacred mercy Madam shall save a life then to be spent in Praises and Prayers for your Grace Eul. Go and pray for grace to mend your lives Exeunt offenders So let 's now to the King Lod. Now look you about you cast your Coats and instantly Hast to the Curat hee 's preparing sports In speech and Dance to entertain the King Go and assist him that must be the way To gain your Pardons Andr. Come then let 's away No longer Brothers of the Bench wee 'l be But of the Revels for his Majesty Scoen. VIII. Recorders Enter King Horatio Sforza Petruccio King These troubles over let us now Surveigh this part of my Possession I never saw before I could contemplate This late neglected peece of my Estate To be the happiest sure it is no less To those that think on earth there 's happiness The Air disperseth pleasure and the Earth Of fresh delight to every step gives birth Here plentie grows and above it content Ore spreads the Face of all the Continent Eulalia thou art happy and didst rise Not fall from Court into this Paradise Thy can it move my admiration much Thy vertue wrought the change and made it such Sfor. My Lord the King is sad what shall we do Hor. I am as sad as he and should be dead If he were dead and therefore no fit member To make Him merry I try your vein with him Tell him your Daughters dying that may cheer him Sfor. Are you so tart Court Blain-worm King Yet can I smile in midst of grief to think How the Court malice hath been wav'd and punished By Rustical simplicitie Petr. The Sun Appears again in the Kings smiles observe Hor. I thank your Majestie that sweet smile reviv'd me King Who smil'd Hor. not I I 'm sure did you or you There could be no such thing who dares be merry when the King 's sad Shalmes Petr. Yes here are some now coming I hear 'm that are merry in hope to make the King so Scoen. IX. Enter Curat richly rob'd and Crown'd with Bays playing on a Fiddle many School Boys with Skaerfes and Nosegays c. then follow Gonzago dress'd and Crown'd as Queen of the Girles following her at last Eulalia supported by Lodovico and Andrea Alphanso Strozzo Fabio D. Midwife The former being all pass'd over the Stage they kneel to the King King O my Enlalia Eul. Still the most humble Handmaid To your high Majestie King Thy words are sweet Yet to my guiltie sense they are not less Then thunder bolts fram'd of the wrongs I shot Against the Heavenly Region of thy mind And 't is but Justice that the repercussion Do strike me dead Eul. No Passion mighty Sir Hor. O my sweet Queen but I am thunder struck Andr. Old Lad art there still sick o th' Kings disease aside Eul. If I may presume of any favour vouchsafe a glance on these Alphonso Stro. Fab. Doctor and Mid. Besech your Highness Enter Curat Gonzago in his hand veil'd three or four Lasses Cur. Thus have you seen great King in best array Nostri Discipuli have made Holy-day Whilst I their Paedagogue or pettie King Present in hand this little Royal Thing Yclep'd their Queen or Mistriss certe fallor For that 's the Royal School Mistress as we call her And this her under Usher vey'ld is she Dreading the Power of shinning Majesty Might dazle her Dancing for nunc est saltandum And here are Lads and Lasses that at Random Have left their works as we the School Templum To follow us 't is Regis ad Exemplum The youth's are muffled for their better graces Though you may like their feet youl 'd blame their Faces But I le not trouble you with long Oration Because I had but short precogitation Dance Hor. His Highness thanks you and hath here dispos'd An hundred Duccats in this Purse inclos'd Drink it amongst ye to the Kings well faring And see there be no falling out i th' sharing So make your Exit Cur. Non simus ingrati Rex Regina semper sint Beati Exeunt Curat and Lasses Eul. Stay you a while Manent Fabio

Ho. Excellent Prince I was i' th' way but the Queen put me out on 't Eul. Well well my Lord deliver 't your own way Hor. Then humph humh humh in my own way But by the way no way to derogate From the Kings matchless resolution A word or two of the best Soldier In all the world under the King I mean I know my limits that 's our brave General Lord Sforza Madam your stout Country-man Though our Kings Subject now that bore him so At the great marriage-Triumph in Tourneament Tumbling down Peers and Princes that e'er since He 's cal'd your Champion and the Queens old Souldier Eul. But what of him now in the battail Hor. Marry but this That as we have a King And as the King brings victory nay life Home to his Queen his Country and our comforts Next under Heaven we are to give the praise To this old Souldier to this man the man Indeed another man is not to be Except the King nam'd in this Victory Eul. You seem my Lord to honour Sforza yet Before the King Hor. Excuse me gracious Madam I know my limits what before the King I am an old Courtier I still true to th' Crown But thus it is declar'd that in the battail When in the heat of fight the mingled bloods Of either Army reek'd up to the Sun Dimming its glorious light with gory vapour When slaughter had rang'd round about the field Searching how by advantage to lay hold upon out King Eul. Prithee no more Prin. Good mother Hor. At last she spied and circled him about With Spears and swords so thickly pointed on him That nothing but his sacred valour could Give light for a supply to his relief Which shin'd so through and through his wals of foes As a rich Diamond 'mongst an heap of Ruines And so was found by the quick eye of Sforza When like a Deitie arm'd with wrath and Thunder He cut a path of horror through the Battail Raining down blood about him as he flew Like a prodigious Cloud of pitch and fire Until he pierc'd into the straight wherein The Royal Person of our King was at His last bare stake of one life to a thousand Eul. I dare not hear it yet Hor. Then in a word old Sforza fetcht him off And with his sword which never touch'd in vain Set him i' th' heart of 's Army once again Eul. That I like well Hor. That did your Champion Madam The Queens old Souldier and your Father Lady D' ye simple at it such a Souldier breaths not Only the King except now note the Miracle The King receiv'd and gave new life at once Of and unto his Army which new life Was straight way multipli'd as if the lives Of all the slain on both sides were transfus'd In our remaining part who with a present fury Made on with that advantage on the Foe That the whole field was won as at one blow I am prevented Shout within Victory Scoen. III Enter Captain Drum and Colours King and Sforza Souldiers The King embraces and kisses the Queen the Prince and Alinda King Now cease our Drums and furle our Ensignes up Dismiss the Souldiers hostile Armes surcease Whiles we rejoyce safe in these Armes of Peace Sfor. Go Souldiers better never stood the shock Of danger or made good their Countreys cause Drink this to the Kings health and victory Sold. Heaven bless the King and our good General Sforza Again Long live the King and Sforza Sforza and the King Kin. The King and Sforza Sforza and the King Equal at least and sometimes three notes higher Exit Capt. and Sould. Sound Sforza's name then doth the Kings the voyce Of the wild People as I pass'd along Threw up his praises neerer unto Heaven Ever methought then mine but be it so He has deserv'd well now let me again Embrace the happie comforts of my life Through deadly dangers yea through death it self I am restor'd unto my Heaven on Earth My wife and Son a thousand blessings on thee Say dearest life whose prayers I know have been Successful to me in this doubtful War How welcome am I Eul. That 's more than I can speak For should I bring comparisons of the Spring After a Frosty winter to the Birds Or rich returns of ventures to the Merchant After the twentieth currant news of Shipwrack Redemption from captivity or the Joyes Women conceive after most painful Childbirths All were but Fabulous nothings to the Bliss Your presence brings in answer to my Prayers Heaven heard me at the full when I forget To send due praises thither let me die Most wretched though my gratitude shall never Sleep to th' inferior means e'en to the meanest Souldier assistant to your safe return Especially to you good Sforza Noble Souldier I heard of your fidelitie Sfor. My duty Madam King Are you one of his great Admirers too The world will make an Idol of his Valour While I am but his shadow I le but think on 't Indeed he 's worth your favour he has done wonders Sfor. Let me now speak I may not hear these wonders bounc'd King You do forget your self Eul. What says my Lord King Nay I have done Gonzago you and I have chang'd no words yet I have brought Victory home which may perhaps Be checkt at when my heat shall fall to ashes How will you maintain your Fathers quarrels ore his Grave Prin. I do not hope t' outlive you Sir but if I must I sure shall hope to keep your name and right Alive whilst I live though I cannot hope To have so good a Souldier at my Standard As Warlike Sforza King This is more and worse Then all the rest the childe has spoken plainly I had been nothing without Warlike Sforza I le make him nothing and no longer stand His Cypher that in number makes him ten My Lords my thanks to you for your due care In my late absence Hor. All was Loyal Dutie As we are old Courtiers Sir still true to th' Crown King I have found you faithful Hor. It befits true Statesmen Watchful to be at home 'gainst civil harms When Kings expose themselves to hostile Arms King There 's a State-Rime now but Horatio Has not Petruccio visited the Court Since our departure Hor. Pox on Petruccio Bless me and be good to me how thinks your Grace of my Allegiance and can ask Me that Question King Now he is in his Fit Hor. The Hangman take him Petruccio King Peugh peugh I hate to name him How can you think your State had been secur'd If he had breath'd amongst us That vile wretch Whom in your Kingly wisdom you did banish The Court for a most dangerous Male-content After his just repulse from being your General When he durst stand in Competition VVith brave deserving Sforza here the best Most absolute Souldier of the world King Still Sforza Hor. Except your Majesty King There is an Exception wrung out Hor. He come at Court by

between two Friers she kneels to the King he rejects her with his hand Enter at the other door a Doctor of Physick a Midwife two Souldiers the King points them to the Bishops they each deliver Papers kiss the Bishops Books and are dismiss'd The Papers given to the King He with his Finger menaces Eulalia and sends her the Papers she looks meekly The Bishops take her Crown and Wand give her a Wreath of Cypress and a white Wand All the Lords peruse the Papers They shew various countenances Some seem to applaud the King some pity Eulalia Musick ceases King speaks King MY Lords and loyal Peers Lod. A new distinction Between Spiritual and Temporal Hor. Good Lodovico peace Kin. This is a Cause the which but for fair Order By which I am constrain'd to be a Judge Would rather drive me to a mourning Closet Then to this Seat to shew my equal grief Against the Crime and Shame of the Delinquent I see y' are all amaz'd and cannot marveil At your Astonishment who do suffer with you In the great Change Honour compels me to Together with Religion fairly urging To an high point of Justice which to utter Draws faintness from my words chilling my Blood Like the departing Breath that separates Life For such I held her and so many yeers Retain'd her in the Closet of my Heart Its self-Companion that till these proofs VVhich now like daggers by compulsive wounds Have made their passage she could ne'er have parted Lod. Royal Hypocrisie King The Proofs you see are plain That she was found Pray speak it for me Hor. In Adultery King And that she sought the Life of fair Alinda By Sword and Poyson both and of that Cup 'T is like my self had tasted For my supposed love to that wrong'd Lady Lod. You have given her the Bed-right that belong'd to your wrong'd Queen these twelve months King Our Laws of Sicilie are so well rebated VVith Clemencie and Mercie that in this Case They cut not Life from one of Royal Blood Onely take off as is on her perform'd All Dignities all Titles all Possessions All means to live even to her naked hands And such Eulalia now is your condition Lod. To work for her living if she were as young and no honester then she for vvhose sake this is inflicted on her she might find something else about her then naked hands to help at a living shift King Now to this Censure for due Orders sake And for vvhich end this Parliament vvas call'd Your Voyces are requir'd do ye all approve it Omn. VVe do Lod. We must King VVhat say you Lodovico Lod. VVe do Heaven knows against my heart Eul. My thanks unto you all that do obey So vvell vvith one consent your Soveraign Lord And sacred Sir thus low as it becomes me Let your poor Hand-maid beg that you incline A patient Ear to this my last Petition That as you cast me off as an offence You will be pleas'd to think me not offended But pleas'd in all I suffer for Heaven knows I am as free from any Passion Of Anger Hate Repining or Distaste Nay as insensible of Grief or Sorrow Or whatsoever Anguish of the Minde As I was capable for ought I know Of Joy or Bliss the first hour I was born Never made happy till I was your Bride In which blest state I cannot but remain While you are pleas'd and I obey your will Though unto Death to Banishment or Prison Poverty is Blessedness in vvhich I 'll pray For pardon of the Sins of my Accusers And those that have suborn'd them Lod. O poor Woman Eul. So in the blest continuance of your Dayes I shall pray Heaven to smile on all your VVayes King Nay stay Eulalia I have yet a Business I would have pass the general Consent Of this Assemblie in which your Voice is useful Flavello Exit Flavello Lod. Upon my life his Marriage with that Start-up That Snake this good Queen cocker'd in her Bosom Is not this Royal cruelty Gonzago kneels to the Queen Eul. You wrong your Princely Dignity Turn to the King your Father kneel to him Gonz. And are not you my Mother Eul. I must and can forget what I have been So must not you your Mother was a Queen My present fortune claims no Title in you Hurt not your own by looking down on me This I will do as warranted by safetie Not as a Mother but Beadswoman pray For all that bliss on you a Mother may Good Sir observe the King before his wrath Take hold upon you for regarding me Loud Musick Scoen. II. Enter Favello ushering Alinda like a Bride two Virgins The King descends takes her up the Lords rise all amazed King Let your amazement cease and now perceive My Lords in general that I your King Am Subject to this all-deserving Lady And do require you not alone to hear What I can say but without all denial That you approve confirm what I will say I am by law no less then your consent Divorc'd and free from all impediment To make my second choice in Marriage And therefore crave Alinda for my wife And that immediately we solemnize Our Marriage and her Coronation I hope none rates our will or his own life So meanly as to give least contradiction Eul. O let me lead your voyces Long live Gonzago and Alinda King and Queen of Sicily Alin. O gross Hypocrisie Eul. My Lord the Prince pray let your voyce be next The rest will follow Why speak you not my Lord Alin. She would fain seem to voyce in your behalf But in a way that much perswades against you Do but your Highness note it Kin. You Sir come from that Woman Gonz. She was my mother when she was your wife And that 's so late I cannot yet forget it But I fear to offend Eul. O shew it in your Duty then young Prince 'T is true the Law of Nature wills a Son To be a partner in his Mothers woe But Laws above that lay a strong command On Sons to obey the Edicts of their Fathers A Fathers frownes are Comets threatning ruine Let all your thoughts be free from his offence The most Heaven seeks is our obedience In all obey the King think not of me I am no more nay not so much to you As is the Begger whom you may relieve Since of all these comforts I am depos'd Lod. Faith thou hadst not mine good woman I must not call thee Queen now Eul. Or if you needs will think I am your mother Let it be onely in the charge I give you That since Alinda bless'd by providence Must be invested with the Regal Crown You shew her that obedience befits a Queen And your dread Fathers Wife Alin. I fear shee 'l turn him Traytor if he give more ear to her inchantments King I le shew him a way to give her thanks Gonzago Gonz. My Royal and dread Father King Put forth that woman Do it without grudge out of

tongue 's not out a joynt Andr. No nor a Thing I have that has no Bone in 't All else is out a joynt Eul. This came of tempting Providence were not you Told the danger by the many that smarted of it Andr. I met them all dancing and frisking home The blind man made the way the dumb man sung The deaf kept time to his Notes the lame led on The Dance to all the rest whilst I can go No further lies down 'T was for you I ventured Eul. And now you repent you meant me so much good Andr. And now again I do repent that ever I did repent Oh for a Stone-cutter a Bone-setter I would say Eul. VVell Sir give me your hands stand up Andr. VVith as good a will as ever I stood to woman Eul. Now how do you feel your self Andr. In very pretty plight I feel I am sufficient Haugh heigh Capers and turns 't will do again and if I durst venture into that unluckie Countrey again I would now teach the Clowns how to Dance for joy Eul. Yes you shall venter Sir and by the way I le teach you to teach them to work and pray Andr. To work and play I pray you Lod. If there be Heaven on earth it is this woman Andr. Then if there be a Purgatorie on earth I le venter through it for her heigh o ho Scoen. V. Enter three or four Countrey-men 1. Health and Joy Health and Joy 2. O happy woman that ever she came hither 1. Nay happy we that ere she came among us 2. VVhat shall we render her in recompence All that we have is too little for this woman This good woman this holy woman this she-Saint If there be one above ground 3. O do not make an If at her neighbour lest the ground swallow thee quick in thy Infidelitie 2. Now doubtless and without all adventure she is an unknown woman 3. And therefore a good woman for 't is too true All those that are well known are e'en bad enough And known she will not be for all our entreats No not so much as from whence she came we see 2. And that counsel she may keep still for me For doubtless and without all peradventure If we had need of another such it were in vain to seek her 1. Sure 't was from Heaven she came Where the whole stock of good women vvere plac'd long ago Scoen. VI. Enter Fabio and Strozza Fab. 'T is she I 'm confident Stroz. Our work lies fairly then before us Lod. These look like mischievous Robbers Eul. What can they take from us Lod. Your Life I fear Andr. I have e'en din'd let 'em take away when they please Lod. Their looks are murderous Eul. Fear not Lodovico why look ye Friends so amazedly ha' ye lost your way or what do ye seek Fab. No we ha' found our way 't is to you we seek we dare come roundly to you for all your Guard your old Fool and your young here Lod. O my unhappy Fears Eul. You will not murder me Fab. 'T is all the Office we are bound to doe you Eul. Just Heaven protect me Fab. Call upon Heaven as you go thitherward VVe may not stay long Invocations Andr. Pray take me in your way and run me through her if you be honest Murderers Help Murder Murder Scoen. VII. Enter to them Curate Crier Pedro Lollio Poggio Crier O yes O yes O yes Cur. Silence Crier suspend the Proclamation to prevent abomination Lod. Heaven has sent us ayd Fab. O we are prevented Cur. On on sa sa down with their VVeapons up with their heels till we insect and rip up the intrails of the Cause what an Assassinate was here attempted O infausta Dies two swords against the naked vvomb of a VVoman and none but weaponless men to assist her viz. Senex Ineptus Andr. That is to say Give me their Swords under my Fools Coat I 'll hurt no body Cur. Upon my facundity an elegant construction by the Fool So I am cedunt arma Togae Fab. For our attempt Sir we vvill answer it vve are for the King Car. Then vve are for the King Sir in nomine Majestatis we command you to attend our present Office and then we will examine yours Loll. And then if you deserve the Gallows you shall be sure on 't a short breathing-vvhile shall be no hinderance to you So Crier lift up your Voice and proceed Crier O yes O yes O yes By the Kings most Excellent Majesty a Proclamation prohibiting upon pain of Death any Relief to be given unto the banish'd Eulalia Cur. Now say VVhereas upon just and lawful Tryal Crier VVhereas c. Cur. The said Eulalia Crier The said Eulalia Eul. I am that hapless she that for relief will not beg nor borrow nor take of yee Lod. Cur. aside Pedr. 'T is she and at the price of Life I vvill relieve her aside Pog. How vvhat have vve done In relieving her from killing we are all become Traytors Loll. That 's an idle fear vve knew her not VVhich now vve do vve may again reliver her Into their hands for them to kill her yet And then there 's no harm done Pog. So let us give them their swords again and vvhen they have done their vvork to make all sure vve 'll hang them for their pains and so keep the Law in our own hands vvhile vve have it Cur. O homines insani quomodo erravistis The woman must be sav'd á manubus istis They are Catilinarian Traytors Lod. You Sir have reason you have found her Life The King has pardon'd and although her Doom In this her Banishment were heavy and A punishment even unto Death but that Good soul she works and labours for her food You find not yet 't is lawful any kill her Cur. Recte dixisti Domine therefore Sir You that are for the King as you pretend Shew us th' Imperative mood or warrant for her death Or we shall put you into the Optativa mood By punishment to wish your selves dead oftner Or more times than bona fide there be Tenses In all the Moods of all my Accidences Eul. For my part I le forgive them if they will Deliver truely who corrupted them To rid the world of this weary burden that I may pray for them Pedr. Can such a goodness deserve so fowl a Censure Eul. But first tell me Are not you two the men that gave false evidence at my Arraignment touching injur'd Sforza Fab. We gave no evidence nor false nor true Andr. No countrey-woman they had no such Beards But I will try if I can make 'm like 'em O rare what a nimble Barber am I Lod. They are the self-same men the two cashier'd Lieutenants that Sforza should have hang'd for mutinies in the late Wars Pedr. What hinders now their execution Cur. Digito compesce labellum silence good Pedro I do commend your zeal but Periculum est in via We will walk