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
MIRZA A Tragedie Really acted in PERSIA in the last Age. Illustrated with Historicall Annotations The Author R. B. Esq HORAT Rex eris Si recte facies Hic MURUS aheneus esto Nil conscire sibi nulla pallescere culpa LONDON Printed for Humphrey Moseley and are to be sold at his Shop at the signe of the Princes Arms in St. Pauls Church-yard and for T. Dring at the George in Fleet-street neer Cliffords Inne TO HIS MAIESTIE SIR TO wait on YOU the Persian MIRZA'S come From the fair shades of his Elâ—zâ—um If all the wrongs that's Innocence opprest Obtain one sâ—gh from YOUR heroick Breast Hâ—'l think them 〈◊〉 having preferr'd Him to â—OUR Royall Knowâ—edge and perhaps done so More then his Birth-right bad for he hopes now Not onely to delâ—ght but profit YOU â—n warning to eschew what spoild his Right The Flatterer and too powerfull Favourite In old Time sacred was the Poâ—ts Pen And usefull to eternize worthy men To Rescue Vertue from the Furies spight â—â—d lift her Palm the hâ—gher for the weight And I could wish it the next Ages Song Had MIRZA not die'd He 'd not liv'd so long His written Ghost looks brighter in his Baâ— Then He had in the Crown of Persia. So shall it be Gain from His Losse shall flow And Life from Death if YOU Great SIR say so BARON M. Spei Juveni Rob. Baronio Amico IN sese acervos mutuos fluctus cient Reddunque Nautis triste intutum fretum Et aulici artes abditi atque impervij Scelerisque pleni Numinisque nescij Creant ruinam gentibus Sic floridas Segetes perurit ignis Aetnaei vapor At hos recessus ac Coeleste absconditus Retexti amoeni floridi Genij parens Sic quippe magnum Scelera novisse At magis illa eleganter tradidisse posteris J. Hall Upon the incomparable Tragedy called Mirza written by my dear Friend Mr. Robert Baron ADvance Great Mirza let the base world see Vertue is Vertue though in misery Convince her of her madnesse let her know Goodnesse does still attend thee high or low And that which prosperous wrought thy hate scorn Commands our Adoration when forlorn Vertue 's no Vertue while it lives secure When difficulty waits on 't then 't is pure The morning of thy life which soar'd so high In acts of Valour Crown'd with Majesty Had nere attain'd that glorious pitch and height Hadst thou not falne a sacrifice at night This fall of thine thy Fame doth much advance And death thy valuation doth enhance So have I seen a much lamented herse When 't was departing all bepinn'd with Verse And from the selfe same channell issuing forth The livers sorrow and the dead Mans worth 'T is this which makes us write that 't may be known Vertue is highly priz'd though overthrown We mourn thy loss admire thy worth and grieve Our Isle a Mirz ' and Allybeg can give Thus Text and Time doe sute and whilst you tell Your Tale wee 'l easily find a Parallell Jo. Quarles Fell. of Pet. House Camb. To the most Ingenious Master ROBERT BARON On his Masterpiece of Tragedy PYTHAGORAS sang truth souls shift we see For IOHNSON'S transmigrated into Thee Or if that Doctrines false thy glory 's more Without his helpes to equal whom before We thought Sans peer both are so very well So like as mix them and you cannot tell Me which is which Thou Fame enough hast won Thy name is uâ— nâ—w maist thou lie till Noon And rest thy strong Muse having equall'd him Whom sharpest wits did our best Poet deem I know thy Judgment 's more then t' aim ought higher Thou mightest as well hope to drown PHOEBUS Lyre Yet write again till all the world 's agree'd Thy Pâ—GASUS has breath as well as speed Mean time who 'l number our best Playes aright First CATALINE then let him MIRZA write So mix your names in the third place must be SELANUS or the next that comes from thee RO. HlLLS Esq To the best accomplish'd Author THankes noble Friend thou hast given us a Play This Age deserves not pray Heaven the next may A Play said I I erre to call it so 'T is a laborious work a great one too A work to which scarce even the ablest brain So well but in a wish could ere attain So passing well it is as I no higher Can ever hope to reach at then t' admire To praise I need not strive since Praisers thou Enough hast though none it can praise enough JO. CARY M. A. To the Author WHen I read yours dear friend I seem'd to see In Persia acted this sad Tragedie But might we see it acted on the Stage ABBAS in his and MIRZA in his rage Transported beyond pitty and the love Of Parents then O then how it would move For then transfixt men should not onely see But should refent with such a Sympathy As might extract a deluge from their eyes Persia would then seem but in theories To Personate what you to life have dawn MELPOMENE was there but in the drawn Here in full splendors There spectators shead But onely tears yours acted would strike dead Else Stoick like say there 's an Apathie And that compassion is turn'd NIOBE No Marvail since to her there have been shown So many Tragick Acts you bring but one But such a sprightfull one that you may dare To own what your name speaks Born to be rare E. MANNYNG To the Reader READER THou hast here the Triumph of Revenge Tyranny Jealousie and Hate in a story sad and sublâ—me however handled But perhaps thou wâ—lâ— say what needed I to have handled it at all being already done Indeed I am not ignorant that there is a Tragedy abroad of this subject intituled The SOPHY but it may be said of me as TERENCE makes his Prologue to his Eunuchus speak of him though in a cause somwhat different Sâ—d eas fabulas factas priùs Latinas scisse sese id verò pernegat I had finished three compleat Acts of this Tragedy before I saw that nor was I then dâ—scouraged from proceeding seeing the most ingenious Author of that has made his seem quâ—te another story from this In his neâ—ther doth the Prince kill any of his Torturers Nor doth FATYMA dâ—e which I take to be one of the most important parts of the story and the compleatest Conquest that ever Revenge obtained over Vertue In that Kâ—ng ABBAS dâ—es too when ' tâ—s known that our King CHARLESâ—n â—n the second year of his Reign An. 1626. sent Sâ—r DODMORE COTTON Embassadour to the same ABBAS which was some years after this Tragedy was really acted there From a Manuscript of which Embassadours Letter to a friend of his in Cambridge I had the hint of this story as I propose it in the insuing Argument and prosecute it in tâ—e whole I have also the Authority for the most important passages of it of Master HERBERT who relates this story in his
made nor shall thy flattering Fate O MIRZA contradict it though thy Troops Stood like a wall about thee nay though IOVE Presse all the Gods to guard thee and should arme Them every one with Thunder I would through I 'l tear the groundsells of thy Towers up And make their nodding spires kisse the Centre But I will reach thy heart thy heart proud Victor The power that I have climb'd to ere my time Cannot be safe if any reach too near it I feel my Crowns totter upon my head Me thinks and see him ready stand to latch them Was I a Prince born to the Persian greatnesse 8. Set equall with the Gods and as ador'd As is 9. the Sun our Brother and shall I Be bearded by a Son a beam of me And like a Cypher add but to his value I will hereafter call thee viper ever If thou canst lose thy filiall Duty I Can lose my Bowells and on thy ruines build A Pyramid to my revenge and safety I that would wrest an Empire from a Father And Brother will not lose it to a Son Still may he fear that dares not to be cruell ABBAS FLORADELLA WHo 's that Flo. 'T is I. Abb. My FLORADELLA Flo. Yes Abb. Enter my sweet welcom as earliest light To th' infant world and with thee ever bring A thousand Comforts to my thoughtfull breast But why doth sadnesse invade Beauties Kingdom And these faire eyes eclips their glorious He kisseth them splendour With vailes of melancholly is 't possible So firmly inthron'd in thy ABBAS Love That all the Gods should make thee know a grief Flo. Alas my Lord the peoples common theam Still grates mine ears no other voice is heard But MIRZA's praises the Gods hear no vowes No prayers but for MIRZA's safety who 's So dull a soul that cannot since he first Led out your armies count his victories As if all were Historiographers And for each blow he dealt return a statue Abb. I 'le kick their sandy fabricks into dust And rear a lasting one of their own heads 10 Higher then that in Spawhawn is to which Their Idolls own shall be the Cupola Flo. They all read Lectures on his actions Till out of breath they pause and then admire Till his encomiums hit the starrs and stick His Idolized name amongst them swearing The lustre of that one puts out the rest You my dear Lord they say lie wallowing here In pleasures and will one day take a surfet A good effeminate Prince whose only act Of worth is that you gat so brave a son Whom as the rising they adore for you They think have passed your Meridian And now are nere your setting Abb. Setting yet I 've heat enough to scorch them all to cinders And see they not the Sun ne'r look so bloody As when he sets Flo. Ah! but my noble Lord How can I look upon this pompous Palace Furnished with spoiles of nations the long train Of early clients that wear my Thresholds out Nay on your honored selfe my excellent Lord But as the Prisoner late condemn'd to death Doth on the pleasant meads the curled groves And silver brooks he passes by as led To execution These he alass must leave She weeps And well I know how dead Kings Paramours Are dealt by by their cruell successors Abb. Why dead why successour but why these tears Which I 'le drie up with kisses and revenge With as much blood of thy fea'rd enemies Be a good huswife of these pearles my dear Too pretious ere to spend ' lesse when I die Thou 'lt shed a few of them t'enbalm me with Who 's that It is the voice of Beltazar Flo. Or Mahomet Allybeg or both Abb. Sit still ABBAS MAHOMET ALLYBEG BELTAZAR FLORADELLA COme come my Lords I 've long expected you Mah. We met i' th way a stop a giddy stream Of people with broad eyes and right-up ears Powring themselves from all parts to 11 the Buzzarr The novelty made us too mixe among them What then made all this concourse â—â—t to hear A Panegyrick sung by hired Eunuchs In adulation of the valiant Mirza Abb. The mountain brought forth a ridiculous Mouse Flo. Heaven grant it proves ridiculous Abb. Heaven it selfe Can't make it otherwise Bell. There were all the deeds Of 12 your great ancestors from Mortys Ally Recounted not as copies to be followed But made as soiles to set off his the better And brought but by comparison to shew How his green valour conquers all example So said the flattering pamphlet Peleus name Stoops to ACHILLES and so SATURN joyes To be ore-topt by JOVE Abb. O most felt flattery Mah. And there exposed they his armed figure In a triumphall Chariot drawn by 13 CYRUS And great 14 DARIUS yoak'd with this inscription As the new Moon the light o' th old devours So do thy actions all thine Ancestours Abb. No more no more seem'd any man of name To countenance this fairy Pagentry Bel. No lesse then great Duke ELCHEE at whose cost It was performed he 's hasting down to 's charge I' th army this was his farewell to 's friends Abb. There 's musick in that voice would many more Of his rank durst oppose us There is gain In mighty rebells Flies and moths may buz About our beard and are not worth the notice Or if we crush them they but foul our fingers 'T is noble prey deserves a Princes stroak And by my Fathers soul they shall not want it Flo. Spoke likâ— thy selfe Mah. Heroick god-like ABBAS Bel. Let not my Soveraign doubt my proved faith That 15 would ope MAHOMET's Shrine at your command If humbly I play the Princes friend And urge but their objections as thus What ever glorious actions are atchiev'd By him or his redound to the Kings glory As all the souldiers to the generalls What common souldier ever gained a Triumph And yet what Generalls single valour conquer'd How then are you made lesse if he grows great Since all his greatnesse is not his but yours Do not the flourishing of the branches adde To the Trees beauty Abb. But luxuriant boughs Not prun'd suck too much moisture from the Tree Bel. What cares the Sea how great the Rivers swell Since all their pride flow into her Abb. But what The Sea doth get in one place in some other It loses and the more he wins upon Th' affections of the people the more I lose Minions too great argue a King too weak Maâ— Great Favourites should be set neare Kings as foiles To set them off not to vie lustre with them A Partner once admitted to a Throne Soon justles out the other th' snakes new skin Once come she casts the old one 16. No where are Two Kings in safety but in Tenerâ—ff And there the one is dead but one alive Bel. But 't is not known the Prince intends a danger Mah. It is not prov'd Abb. 'T is then too late when prov'd To be prevented Flo. Cockatrices eggs Must not be brooded over
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
us conditions If we get him we 'l give him Articles To signe the effect you know what else we then Think fit we can cast in Elc. Resist my Lord Wrong not your Judgement once to think it can be Are we not strong enough to force the Guards Mah. Yes sure Elc. Then let JOVE and HERCULES Come take his part they too shall be our Prisoners Flo. Brave fiery Hero Mah. I 've a Proclamation Already drawn luring as words can make it Oly. Now for the time Elc. What if we presently Dispatch advice unto our friends abroad To put themselves upon their march towards us And when we know the time they can be with us Give our friends here the watchword and to horse All this I hope may be sometime to morrow Mâ—z It may it may we by to morrow night May all be ready and night 's the best time too Ben. The Sun shall see us Conquerors when he rises Mah. Your Counsel's good Ben. But at the hour we rise The Citadel here must advance your colours Mah. It shall Chear up sad mother Persia We will retrive again thy age of gold ASTRAEA shall come down once more and fix In thee her fair Tribunall those impostumes Rather then children that broke from thee Thy factious sons I mean shall fall in ruine Whilst thy true births shall grace thy happy bosome And thou on them bestow a thousand blessings Then Treason Elc. Hark! what noise is that a noise wâ—thout Oma Look out Clo. O heaven the King and FARRABAN Mah. My soul Is he a Traitor Ben. Well I only came To contemplate the Ladies beauties Oly. Fly Fly all Clo. Alas the Guards spread all about to them ABBAS EMANGOLY BELTAYAR Hâ—DASPUS VASCO FARRABAN â—n irons GUARD HOrror what a dire Conventicle's here Ema Sir now you 'l credit us Abb. My faithfull friend embraces him Th' art my good Genius I must do thee Homage Both for my life and Crown I owe all to thee Ema I 'm happy sir in being usefull to you Mah. Let 's yet fall bravely Abb. Stand we here a while Looking of Treason out of Countenance Since we have seen the Basilisk first no danger Can he bolt from his fiery eyes see now How bloud-shotten how red with rage they be Oly. We 've innocence enough to trust to yet Om. We meant nothing but well to the whole Empire Hyd. So sculks the owle 'fore the Suns golden ray As these black souls do at the face of justice Elc. Death that I saw thee yet could not scape it Bel. I 'me looking on what Rock of Diamond This house stands that the weight of so much treason Hath not yet sunk it Elâ— Ah! unhappy me Ben. Madam if you get free for sure to Earina the King Will not extend his wrath even to the Ladies Beg me to be your Servant Ear. I my selfe Would serve in any qualitie to be free Oly. Sure Madam there was treason among our selves Flo. You may swear it Moz O I am thunder-struck Mah. A vengeance on the Traitor this was you Damn'd Cockatrice To Floradella Flo. Varlot 't was thy self Abb. So peal do do Elc. I yet fear FARRABAN Far. Alas my Lord will not these chains resolve you Elc. Craft craft all Hyd. Faith this is no fashion He has confess'd enough to hang you all But not discover'd Mah. Confess'd Far. Why should I spend My last breath in avouching lies and Treason Mah. A bowstring stop that breath my Liege we were Designing Abb. Mischief ball not impudent head Ungratefull Monster cause I raised thee From they foul dunghil will no meaner seat Then a Throne please thee and mine own too wretch Guard apprehend them to close Prison with them Flo. Mercy sir mercy sir. Oma Pardon mighty Prince Abb. Lest they consult or pack lies sever them Ear. Favour at least sir till our cause be heard Ben. I 'l second her Sir please to hear us speak Abâ— Yes on the rack you shall Mah. Let him put me In PHALARIS Bull he shall hear nought but curses Clo. What will become of me I 'm lost on all sides Vas. No fear not the discovery shall save you Moz I aim'd at a great name and to secret transmit My fame down to Posterity and my fall Shall do it for me since my rising failes As long the memory of him shall last That burnt DIANA's Fame as his that built it Fame follows great deeds be they good or bad I 'l slight his rage then and speak boldly to him Sir who ere was your spie upon our Actions Make much of him he did you timely service Hyd. O unheard impudence slit his windpipe some Moz The truth is we intended to take arms Not to disthrone you as you intimate But to restore the Prince and make you see Your error in your unjust anger to him Abb. Peace impudence the rack shall squeeze out more Moz Not more then truth and that you have already Elc. So may we find your favour as 't is truth He tells you and no farther stretcht our aim Abb. Others did then Guard bind them and away You may EMANâ—OLY and BELTAZAR Take their Confessions force from that Pointing to Floradella base serpent Whom I detest to name the truth by tortures Flo. Would I 'd a sting thou shouldst not fail to feeel it Mah. She 's open enough you need not press her much Abb. Use CLOE gently and perswade her VASCO To detect all Vas. I 'l do my best my Liege Abb. Away with them HYDASPUS wait on us Double our Guards we will to sacrifice To gracious Heaven and make publique prayer That sav'd us from what we knew not to fear MIRZA PAGE THe Cittadell beset with armed Guards Upon what interest as yet unknown And I still pining here and still the Tyrant Wallows in Luxury 4 surfets with delights As far fetcht as dear bought Hell and Confusion DORIDO faithfull DORIDO there is yet A way for thee to help me Pag. For me sir Speak 't and enjoy it Mir. Give me a draught of Poyson Pag. Forbid it Heaven Mir. I promis'd FATYMA â—'d follow her and I will keep my word 'T wil in some part excuse the wrong I did her The sweet soul claims it of me I ne'r sleep But still I see her beckning me away However DORIDO had I not better Die bravely like a Roman then pine here A slave I 'le die too though thou dost not help me And bequeath thee a Curse for thy unkindnesse In vain they 'r forct to live that vow to die This CATO Uticensis taught this PORCIA His noble Daughter too and shall the Prince Of Persia goe to school t' Italian Ladâ—es To learn Courage think but of that sweet youth Lead me to rest Pag. Shall I do this and bear All his friends curses no they 'l rather blesse me For rescuing him from torment and his foes Will feel the pangs gnaw them of their own envy ABBAS EMANGOLY BELTAYAR METHICULI HYDASPUS ALKAHEM VASCO
sworn thou ne'r shouldst feel death from our hand We 'l keep our Oath but leave it to our Heir A strict command that on my funerall day Thou dyest 5 the ancient death of boats Maâ— Then have I Great MITHRIDATES for my pattern Abb. Mean while Officers lead him to the publique market There let the common Hangman bore his eyes out In a Dungeon shall he sustain his life With what he gets by begging onely Mah. Nay I 'l then sustain my soul with full mouth'd curses To thee meant and the rest of my undoers Especially that open Sex whose souls are So loose they cannot keep them in their breasts But they will still swim on their lips Abb. VASCO To thee we do decree his whole Estate And our best thanks for thy discovery Vas. I humbly thank your Majestie Abb. Let Souldiers Go pull down all his Palaces and Statues And make a Jakes there where his chief house stood Ema Admired Justice Omnes Equall equall Justice Mah. Do do ball on Abb. You strumpet are the next Mah. But that I scorn to ask it might I heare Her sentence and I 'de triumph in mine own Flo. Envious villaine Abb. Away with him he shall not Give so much pleasure to his envious soul. Mah. Write on my dust DY'D All ills betide you Abb. Lead that impious wretch To th'publique Market there 6 beat her brains out i th' ancient way ordain'd for Poysoners As for the murder of her Queen STATIRA Base GIGIS dy'd then 7 burn her limbs with Cats dung Flo. Mercy great sir. Abb. Thou hast too much in dying But that we are not rigorous to thy Sex Away with her Flo. O this is a sad fall Abb. All her Estate to CLOE we confer 'T is fit she have reward t'incourage others Though she not meant to do us good she did it Clo. Indeed my Gracious Lord I ever meant it I humbly thank your Majestie Vas. See now CLOE Secret I counsell'd you for th' best Come I 'm still constant Our businesse here is over we 'l to better Abb. Take FARRABAN with the rest and strangle him Far. O mercy mercy Abb. Quick away with him Far. The Citadell cost me faire O dire ambition Abb. The Citadel we give thee ALKAHEM Alk. I hope to do you better service in it Abb. We doubt it not Now ELCHEE Ben Now now I feel the Bow-string at my throat Moz Nay sure Secret He 'l let us die like Souldiers Abb. Though we credit The good of your intention yet your life Is by your hasty error forfeited But that we give you and confine you onely To th' I le of Ormus whence on good behaviour We may recall you Elc. Thanks dread Soveraigne I hope my carriage will induce you to it My feare was never so great of your justice As griefe for the rash error I ran into And so insnar'd my friends Met. Troth I believe him Ben. Sure he 'l send us thither too MOZENDRA Are there any handsome Ladies there canst tell Moz I care not so there be a Book I 'l Secret never Converse but with the dead hereafter I. Ema This true repentance speaks him noble Abb. Yes Your two friends shall attend you Eâ—c A noble mercy Moz Long live the Gracious ABBAS Ben. More then live Met. My Lord my love to you remaines To Elchee still firm And eggs me on to prompt a way unto you How you may happily avoid exilement Secret The Kings rigour I know will not extend To th'Ladies lives yet in the fright they stand in They will do any thing may get them mercy Urge them to promise if they have their lives To give the King in gratitude those summes They ingag'd for to the Traytors then be you Their speaker to him and he can't in honour Urg'd by my meditation but receive The favour as from you and shew you grace Elc. My Lord my humble thanks I will atttempt it Abb. But MATZED for examples Elchee whispers wâ—th the Ladies sake must die Being ith'very act of Treason raising Of Arms against us You my Lord HYDASPUS Take a Brigade of our own Guards and hast Down to Hyrcania to apprehend him Strike off his head to you the Government Of that fair Province we assigne until If he deserves it we recall Duke ELCHEE Hyd. I wish he may mean while I shall be carefull Abb. EMANGOLY send you some trusty person To Shiras arm'd to seize SELEUCUS there And strike off his head too Ema My Liege I will Abb. These Ladies still expect how shall we use them Ear. Oma O my good Lord. Oly. There 's mercy in his looks Ema Sir they' are beneath your anger they can't hurt you Nor stands it with the honour of great States To take strict notice of vain womans actions Abb. Well mercy is no lesse a virtue royal Then justice and 't is fit we shew some since Heaven has shewn us so much we pardon you Ladies hereafter pray avoid state-matters Oma Ear. We will we will my Lord. Oly. Our humble thanks Omnes Long live King ABBAS long long-live the King Elc. You 'l keep your words To the Ladies Oly Ear. Oma Yes yes my Lord we will Elc. May 't please your Majestie these noble Ladies Not to say by my instinct do resent So heartily your royal favour to them As to their powers to attempt gratitude Whereas their error late involv'd them in A promise of considerable summes To'advance what they thought duty but proves treason As testimonies of their thankfulnesse For pardoning them that fault they humbly pray Your sacred Majestie to accept those sums Towards the raising of your force again T is 'mong them all an hundred thousand Crowns Em. A brave amends Alk. A noble gratitude Abb. Ladies we thank your loves Oly. And we your mercy Abb. METHICULI'S Treasurer Oly. My Lord we will Attend you anon at the Exchequer Met. Now They do deserve their Pardon and I 'd almost Said ELCHEE merits his too for procuring These donatives it proves his loyalty Ben. Hark! hark Abb. ELCHEE for improving thus Your interest with the Ladies to our service We do revoke your sentence of exilement Elc. My best thanks and indeavours still shall serve you Met. These two offended sir but on his score They 're his dependents Abb. Them we pardon too Ben. Our humble thanks Moz We 'l labour to deserve it Elc. My Lord I am your Creature for To Methiculi your hint Met. I joy my love could prove behooffull to you Moz A fair escape Ben. A Resurrection I 'le Ne'r hazzard more so high a member as My neck VENUS is my star Abb. This were a happy day were SOFFIE found Ema And the brave Prince restor'd Abb. That he shall be Ema Then SOFFI's safe sir Abb. Thou wert born t' oblige me Where my good Genius Ema In METHICVâ—'s care And mine and now forth comming at your service Abb. Go METHICULI bring him to th' Castle Wee 'l meet thee