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A07979
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The vnfortunate mother a tragedie. Never acted; but set downe according to the intention of the author Thomas Nabbes.
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Nabbes, Thomas, 1605?-1645?
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STC 18346; ESTC S113067
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eyes thy presence Like Sun-shine hath illuminated my darke soule Clouded with melancholy Fid. What 's the cause You flow in honours Spu. Oh Fidelio Be not too curious shouldst thou know my sufferings Thy Physicke cannot cure them Beneventi Fid. My friend my Lord Spu. Then mine My friends must be To Beneventi Like Chaines the first linke leads on his dependants Instruct me how then use me Ben. I shall study A gratefull service Fid. Pray doe not conceale What 's your disturbance By communicating You 'le lessen something of the suffering In making me partaker Spur. I shall adde to 't We shall be like two neighbour buildings when A flame proceeding from the one hath seiz'd The others roofe it makes the burning greater Friend let me suffer be thou free Fid. Report Perhaps hath multiply'd and rumour 's growne Pregnant with issue that your noble brother Wants the successe we hop't for Spu. Ha! my Brother My brothers vertue doth command his fortune The later waites upon the first as slaves Act their Directors wills No my Fidelio A certaine knowledge newly 's come to Court Of his sure victory and his arrivall Is suddenly expected that it may Crowne this dayes yet unperfect glory Friend My joyes transport me that I share in blood With one so worthy But the peace that waites Vpon his Conquest cannot stay the warre The third Scene Flourish Enter Macario Infelice Corvino Melissa Ladies That is within me Fid. Here 's the Duke and Dutchesse Compose your selfe Maca. Griefe Madam should be like A short Sea-storme soon as a calmer ayre Hath smooth'd the rugged waters there 's not seene The least impression which the formers rage Made on their even surface I am still Your sonne in duty as in blood And though I share not in this out ward act of sorrow For my dead Father since the mourning ceremonies Of Court should be prescrib'd to stricter limits Of time than where th' affaires and men are private His memory presents it selfe as fresh To every apprehension that assailes me As when his living precepts taught me how To be a Prince by more than the election Of Fortune and my Birth His vertues shall Be as I hope my soules inheritance Well as his dignities I le be directed By their examples Inf. Deare sonne for my love Bids me make use of Natures priviledge And leave out other titles I have joyes Greater within me than those weake ones which Onely take life from the expression And quickly dye the object once remov'd Yet give me leave to temper them with mixture Of some sad thoughts lest their excesse may grow Into a danger and a little taste Of contrarieties will whet the sence With a fresh appetite preventing surfeits My comforts swell like a full tide to see Thy growing state propt up with such advantages As show it unto all mens expectations Int 's future flourishing A Counsaile grave And wise as ever order'd policy From the best unresisted principles Men whose designes set downe the acts successe As positive as Oracles Thy Spurio Thy almost selfe a man so rich in soule And all her best dependancies he gives Honour to greatnesse by the noblest using Of a Court-favourites power that ever yet Deserv'd a record Next to him thy Champion His valiant brother one upon whose Plumes Victory danceth as they farme the ayre Whispering the voyce of Tryumph Thou art guarded With such a generall loyalty in Subjects That if thou slept'st amongst the multitude Even when some rage possest them undesended With any Armes but that th' imperfect slumber Need not be broken with a feare Macario These teares are teares of joy and yet I cannot Chuse but reflect upon those times that gave me Th' embraces of thy Noble Father Mac. Madam The losse you suffer is repair'd in me I le owne no honours nor delights of earth But what my duty shall conferre on you Making your present greatnesse equall to The former without discontinuance I will call nothing mine more than a title And ceremonious out-side Cor. Would you 'ld please To take your seat and give an audience To what I shall deliver Mac. Speake Corvino Your Oratory hath power to draw attention What e're the subject be Cor. 'T is that that makes Language harmonious 'T is your selfe great sir Both your owne private and the publicke good Must be my Theame In part it likewise hath Relation unto your eternity For Princes never dye that have faire issue Your marriage sir Maca. I 'me yet too yong Corvino Cor. Y' are old in judgement and in all the parts That make a Prince up absolute Too yong Some carefull Parents and such providence Might be a good example in the child-hood Of their lov'd sonnes have made election Of hopefull beauties that they might be sure To keepe their names alive in their posterity You are mature enough now therefore know Your dying Father to whose memory We owe a reverence when his fainting Spirits Labourd for helpe from all their weakned Organs He breath'd these last words Let my Sonne quoth he Marry betimes and if he makes his choyce 'Mongst his owne subjects let him place Melissa In his first thoughts Ben. Where is your honour now To Fidelio privately Cor. I doe not urge it as she is my daughter Through an ambition that affects such greatnesse Sir my desires are humble and on those A safety waites whose comfort I le not lose For all the others flatteries Mac. Blush not Lady If Fortune hath design'd you for a Princesse To Melissa The favour 's worth the courting with a smile And cheerefull aspect so 't transport you not From a becomming duty Mel. Gracious Sir My temper can admit of no desires Kneeles Suit not with my condition If it be Decreed by providence I can obey But never wish Mac. Rise lovely maid Riseth Fid. My Lord To Spurio in private I 'me lost to all the happinesse that ever My hopes shew'd me a way to Spu. Have no feares She 's constant and I le soone divert the Duke Even here in publicke Mac. Faire Melissa take Thy Princes grant Spu. Of what sir Doe not mocke Your reason into error Y' are a Prince And every act of yours concernes a state Not your meere person onely what you doe Must therefore deeply be consider'd on Before your will allow it execution Princes should wed with Princesse where there is An innate Majesty on both sides that Well mixt makes up an issue fit for rule And the successive dignities Besides A State is strengthned by alliance much It may enlarge your Territories to By times kind working We have neighbour Princes That gladly would bestow their Female heires Upon your highnesse and by such a choyse Your subjects with your selfe might gaine a happinesse Mac. You Spurio counsaile this Spu. He cannot owne A duty worth your cherishing with favour That will not urge it home Mac. She is your sister And 't would be some additions to your honours Though they are many