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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A36983	The injured princess, or, The fatal vvager	D'Urfey, Thomas, 1653-1723.; Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616. Cymbeline.	1682 (1682)	Wing D2735; ESTC R15988	39,578	62

at thy Slave's feet and beg for justice Be dark thou Sun And be ye lesser Lights extinguish'd all Be Nature sick let Shades surround the World And Order cease till my Eugenia the fair the best Eugenia Be in my horrid torturing Death reveng'd Eugen. Shine brighter Sun And all ye happy Stars glimmer for joy At this unlook'd for Change Oh my dear Husband Here is thy Wife here is Eugenia Once more receive me as the 〈◊〉 of Heaven Ursa Oh my Souls Joy Canst thou e're pardon me Canst thou forget Eugen. Heaven knows with all my heart But let me beg you doubt my Faith no more Ursa If I do may Heav'n forsake me ever And thou my better Genius cease to guide me Cymb. His Love so blinded thee thou hast forgot me Dost thou not know thy Father Eugen. O my Lord So thrive my Soul as in my best of Duty My heart is vow'd to you Pray pardon me Cymb. Let this declare I do Enter Pisanio Clarinna Pisan. Where where 's my Lord Ursaces lead me to him Ursa Ha! His Eyes lost and for my sake I fear Speak good old Friend whose cruel deed was this Pisan. 'T was Cloten's but if you love me do not pity me For this was I ordain'd and well can bear it Where is the Princess let me kiss her Hand Eugen. Come not near me Murderer Thou left'st me in the Desart and gavest me Poyson Pisan. Poyson May then the swift Lightning blast me If the Box I gave you was not thought by me Of precious value I had it from the Queen Eugen. Most like it did for I was dead a while Bellar. My Boys there was our Errour Pisan. My Pity swaying over your Command my Lord I had no heart to kill her Ursa 'T was heav'nly Mercy Embraces him For hadst thou done it O what Misery What Hells had I endur'd Pisan. I left her to Heavens Mercy in a Desart Where after I found Cloten and Iachimo Dragging my Daughter with barbarous design In whose defence bold Iachimo I slew And then lost my Eyes by Cloten's Cruelty But what befel him afterwards I know not Arvir. Then let me end the Story I kill'd him there Cymb. Heaven forbid brave Youth I would not thy good Deed should be rewarded With a fatal Sentence prithee deny 't agen Arvir. Sir I spoke it and I did it Cymb. He was a Prince Arvir. A most uncivil one Cymb. Bind the Offendor and take him from our presence Bellar. Nay then stay Sir hear me speak First pay me for the breeding of your Sons Cymb. Breeding my Sons Bellar. Perhaps I am too bold Thus bow my Knee then And e're I rise I will prefer these two Then spare not the old Man Mighty Sir These two young Gentlemen that call me Father And think they are my Sons sprung from your loyns To you are debtors for their Beings Cymb. Me Bellar. To you Sir you are their Parent Their Nurse Euriphele Whom I with Gold corrupted stole these Children By which I thought my self reveng'd for Banishment But now they 'r yours agen and I must lose Two of the best Companions in the World All blessing from the kind and bounteous Heav'ns Fall on their heads like Dew for they are worthy To inlay Heaven like Stars Cymb. Welcome welcome Ye Pillars of my Age. O my Eugenia Thou hast lost by this a Kingdom Eugen. No my Lord I have got two Worlds by it Cymb. I 'le have no sadness now this is a day of Joy Prisoners freed The Pris'ners shall be freed our Enemies pardon'd The Streets of Ludds-Town shall with Bonfires shine And all the Temples smoak with Sacrifices Thou art my Brother so I hold thee ever Embraces Bell. Pallad Our Actions Royal Sir shall still declare We will not shame our Births Arvir. Tho' bred up in a Cave Our Thoughts were high as Palaces and our Souls Soar'd still above our level For our Valours Let 'em be try'd and if we flinch in Battel Then let some Hero of the bloody Field Defame and call us Slaves not Sons to Cymbeline Cymb. You are my Nerves my Sinews and my Age Is firmer now than Youth Valiant Ursaces Thou too art of our Blood and by Eugenia Claim'st a full part But O beware of Jealousie That worst of Passions cherish'd by the blood And nourish'd by destruction For what 's past Let it be all forgotten Love Eugenia The Gods have link'd your Destinies together Then now receive her from a Father's hand Ursa How like the Accent of some pitying God The King then spoke I swear you have outdone the Deities Giv'n me the brightest Jewel of Perfection O my fair Love Was ever Joy like mine Did ever Raptures touch a Heart so nearly Or shoot with so much fierceness through the Soul The excess on 't is so great sure it will kill me Thus as some wounded Hero That where most danger was press'd forward still At last his Life owes to Physicians skill So Love the bless'd Physician of the Mind Heals all my Griefs immortal Joys I find And Heaven on Earth whilst my Eugenia's kind THE EPILOGUE OUr next new Play if this Mode hold in vogue Shall be half Prologue and half Epilogue The way to please you is easie if we knew 't A Iigg a Song a Rhyme or two will do 't When you 'r i' th' vein and sometimes a good Play Strangely miscarries and is thrown away That this is such our Poet dares not think For what displeases you's a waste of Ink Besides this Play was writ nine years ago And how Times alter Ladies you best know Many then fair and courted I dare say Act hal●●●● out of Fashion as our Play Besides if you 'd consider 't well you 'd find Y have altered since ten thousand times your mind And if your humours do so often vary These in our Comedy must need miscarry For as you change each Poet moves his Pen They take from you the Characters of Men. The Wit they write the Valour and the Love Are all but Copies of what you approve Our's follow'd the same Rule but does confess The love and humour of that seasonless And every Artist knows that Copies fall For th' most part short of their Original FINIS