Madam Fran. I see I do disturbe you and enter upon secrets Which when I know I cannot serve you in them Iphi. Oh most of any You are the cause of all Fran. I my Lord Iphi. You Madam you alone Fran. Alas that 't is too soone to understand Iphi. Must not you marry Almerin Fran. They tell me 't is design'd Iphi. If he have you I am for ever lost Fran. Lost The Heavens forbid they should designe so ill Or when they shall that I should be the cause Iphi. Ha! her eyes are strangely kind Shee prompts me excellently Stars be propitious and I am safe A way I not expected Fran. His passion labours for vent Iphi. Is there a hope you will not give your selfe To Almerin Fran. My Lord this ayre is common The walkes within are pleasanter Exit Iphi. Invitation God of desires be kind and fill me now With language such thou lend'st thy Favourites When thou wouldst give them easie victories And I forgive thee all thy cruelties Exit after Enter Pallatine of Trock Menseck Almerin Brennoralt Lords Mens Consider too that those Who are necessiated to use violence Have first been violent by necessity Pall. But still you judge not right Of the Prerogative For oft it stands With Pow'r and Law as with our Faith and Reason It is not all against that is above my Lord. 2. Lord. You Lithuanians had of all least reason For would the King be unjust to you he cannot Where there 's so little to be had Almer Where there is least there 's liberty my Lord. And 't is more injurie to pull haires From the bald then from the bushy heads They go off talking Trock puls Brennoralt Pall. of Tro. Brennoralt a word My Lord the world hath cast its eye upon you And mark'd you out one of the formost men Y'have busied fame the eareliest of any And send her still on errands Much of the bravery of your nation Has taken up it's lodging in you And gallant men but coppy from you Bren. 'T is goodly language this what would it meane Pall. of Tro. The Lithuanians wish you well and wonder So much desert should be so ill rewarded Bren. Good Pall. While all the guifts the Crown is Mistris of Are plac'd upon the empty Bren. Still I take yon not P. Then to be plaine our Army would be proud of you Pay the neglected scores of merit double All that you hold here of command and what Your fortune in this Sigismund has suff er'd Repaire and make it fairer then at first Bren. How Then nothing Lord trifle below ill language How came it in thy heart to tempt my honour Pall. My Lord Bren. Do'st thinke ' cause I am angry With the King and State sometimes I am fallen out with vertue and my selfe Draw draw or by goodnesse P What meanes your Lordship Bren. Draw I say He that would thinke me a villaine is one And I do weare this toy to purge the world Ent. K of Pal. Lords Melid. Miesla Of such Th'have sav'd thee wert thou good natur'd Thou wouldst love the King the better during life K. If they be just they call for gracious answers Speedy how e're we promise They all kisle the Kings hand All. Long live great Sigismond Bren. The Lithuanians Sir Are of the wilder sort of creatures must Be rid with Cavilons and with harsh curbs And since the war can only make them tride What can be used but swords where men have fal'ne From not respecting Royalty unto A liberty of offending it what though Their numbers possibly equall yours Sir And now forc't by necessity like Catts In narrow roomes they fly up in your face Thinke you Rebellion and Loyalty Are empty names and that in Subjects hearts They don't both give and take away the courage Shall we beleeve there is no difference In good and bad that there 's no punishment Or no protection forbid it Heaven If when great Polands honour safety too Hangs in dispute we should not draw our Swords Why were we ever taught to weare 'em Sir Mi. This late commotion in your Kingdom Sir Is like a growing Wen upon the face Which as we cannot looke one but with trouble So take 't away we cannot but with danger War there hath foulest facâ— and I most feare it Where the pretence is fair'st Religion And Liberty most specious names â—hey urge Which like the Bils of subtle Mountebankes Fill'd with great promises of curing all Though by the wise Pass'd by unread as common cosenage Yet By th' unknowing multitude they 're still Admir'd and flock't unto K. Is there no way To disabuse them Melid All is now too late ` The vulgar in Religion are like Unknown Lands those that first possesse them have them Then Sir consider justnesse of Cause is nothing When things are risen to the point they are 'T is either not examin'd or beleev'd Among the Warlike The better cause the Grecians had of Yore Yet were the Gods themselves divided in 't And the foule ravisher found as good protection As the much injur'd husband Nor are you Sir assur'd of all behinde you For though your Person in your Subjects hearts Stands highly honour'd and belov'd yet are There certaine Acts of State which men call grievances Abroad and though they bare them in the times Of peace yet will they now perchance seeke to Be free and throw them off For know Dread Sir The Common People are much like the Sea That suffers things to fall and sinke unto The bottome in a Calme which in a Storme Stird and inraged it lifts and does keep up Then Time distempers cures more safely Sir Then Physick does or instant letting-bloud Religion now is a young Mistris there For which each man will fight and dye at least Let it alone a while and 't will become A kind of marry'd wife people will be Content to live with it in quietnesse If that at least may be my voyce is therefore Sir For Peace Mies Were Sir the question simply War or Peace It were no more then shortly to be askt Whether we would be well or ill Since War the sicknesse of the Kingdome is And Peace the health But here I do conceive 'T will rather lye whether we had not better Endure sharpe sicknesse for a time to enjoy A perfect strength then have it languish on us For Peace and War in an incestuous line Have still begot each other Those men that highly now have broke all Lawes The great one only 't is 'twixt man and man What safety can they promise though you give it Will they not still suspect and justly too That all those civill bonds new made should be Broken againe to them so being still In feares and jealousies themselves they must Infect the People For in such a case The private safety is the publike trouble Nor will they ever want Praetext Since he That will maintaine it with his Sword hee 's iniur'd May say 't at any
my Lord And were they all lockt up you are a spye Once entred in my chamber at strange houres Iphi. The vertue of Francelia is too safe To need those little arts of preservation Thus to divide our selves is to distrust our selves A Cherubin dispatches not on earth Th' affaires of heaven with greater innocence Then I will visit 't is but to take a leave I begg Franc. When you are going my Lord Exeunt Enter Almerin Morat Almer Pish Thou liest thou liest I know he playes with woman kind not loves it Thou art impertinent Mor. 'T is the campe talke my Lord though Al. The camp 's an asse let me hear no more on 't Exeunt Talking Enter Granivert Villanor Marinel Grani. And shall we have peace I am no sooner sober but the State is so too If 't be thy will a truce for a month only I long to refresh my eyes by this hand They have been so tyr'd with looking upon faces Of this country Villa And shall the Donazella To whom we wish so well-a Look Babies agen in our eyes-a Grani. Ah a sprightly girle above fifteen That melts when a man but takes her by the hand Eyes full and quick with breath Sweet as double violets And wholesome as dying leaves of Strawberries Thick silken eye-browes high upon the fore-head And cheeks mingled with pale streaks of red Such as the blushing morning never wore Villa Oh my chops my chops Grani. With narrow mouth small teeth And lips swelling as if she pouted Villa Hold hold hold Grani. Haire curling and cover'd like buds of Marioram Part tyed in negligence Part loosely flowing Marin Tyrant tyrant tyrant Grani. In pinck colour taffata petticoate Lac't smock-sleeves dangling This vision stolne from her own bed And rustling in ones chamber Villa Oh good Granivert good Granivert Grani. With a waxe candle in her hand Looking as if she had lost her way At twelve at night Marm. Oh any hower any hower Grani. Now I thinke on 't by this hand I le marry and be long liv'd Villa Long liv'd how Grain Oh he that has a Wife eats with an appetitâ— ' Has a very good stomacke to 't first This living at large is very destructive Variety is like rare sawces provokes too far And draws on surfets more then th' other Enter Doran Dor. So is this a time to foole in G. What 's the matter Dor. Draw out your choise men and away to Your Coronell immediately There 's worke Towards my boyes there 's worke Grain Art in earnest Dor. By this light Grain There 's something in that yet This moiety Warre Twilight Neither night nor day Pox upon it A storme is worth a thousand Of your calme There 's more variety in it Exeunt Enter Almerin Francelia as talking earnestly Alm. Madam that shewes the greatnes of my passion Fran. The imperfection rather Jealousie 's No better signe of love my Lord then feavers are Of Life they shew there is a Being though Impair'd and perishing and that affection But sicke and in disorder I like 't not Your servant Exit Al. So short and sowre the change is visible Enter Iphigene Iph. Deare Almerin welcome y' have been absent long Alm. Not very long Iph. To me it hath appeared so What sayes our Camp am I not blamed there Alm. They wonder Iph. While we smile How have you found the King inclining Alm. Well The Treaty is not broken nor holds it Things are where they were 'T has a kind of face of peace You my Lord may when you please returne Iph. I Almerin Alm. Yes my Lord I 'le give you an escape Iph. 'T is least in my desires Alm. Hum Iph. Such prisons are beyond all liberty Alm. Is 't possible Iph. Seemes it strange to you Alm. No not at all What you finde the Ladies kinde Iph. Civill smiles A. You make love well too they say my Lord. Iph. Passe my time Alm. Addresse unto Francelia Iph. Visit her Al. D' you know she is my Mistres Pallatine Iph. Ha Alm. D' you know she is my Mistresse Iph. I have been told so Alm. And doe you court her then Iph. Why smiles If I saw the enemy first Would you not charge Alm. He doe's allow it too by Heaven Laughs at me too thou filcher of a heart False as thy title to Francelia Or as thy friendship which with this I doe drawes Throw by draw Iph What doe you meane Alm. I see the cunning now of all thy love And why thou camest so tamely kinde Suffering surprise Draw Iph. I will not draw kill me And I shall have no trouble in my death Knowing 't is your pleasure As I shall ha ve no pleasure in my life Knowing it is your trouble Alm. Oh poor I lookt for this I knew th' wouldst find 't was easier to doe a wrong Then justifie it but Iphi. I will not fight heare me If I love you not more then I love her If I doe love her more then for your sake Heaven strangely punish me Alm. Take heed how thou dost play with heaven Iphi. By all that 's just and faire and good By all that you hold deare and men hold great I never had lascivious thought or ere Did action that might call in doubt my love To Almerin Alm. That tongue can charme me into any thing I doe beleev 't prethee be wiser then Give me no further cause of jealousie Hurt not mine honour more and I am well Iphi. But well Of all Our passions I wonder nature made The worst foule jealousie her favorite And if it be not so why took she care That every thing should give the monster Nourishment And left us nothing to destroy it with Alm. Prethee no more thou plead'st so cunningly I feare I shall be made the guilty And need thy pardon Iphi. If you could read my heart you would I will be gone to morrow if that will satisfie Indeed I shall not rest untill my innocence Be made as plain as objects to the sence Alm. Come You shall not goe I le think upon 't no more Distrusts ruine not friendship But build it fairer then it was before Exeunt Enter Brennoralt Captaines Stratheman Doran Bren. No more but ten from every company For many hands are theeves and rob the glory While they take their share how goes the night Stra. Halfe spent my Lord. We shall have straight The Moones weaker light Bren. 'T is time then call in the officers Friends if you were men that must be talkt Into a courage I had not chosen you Danger with its vizard oft before this time Y'have look'd upon and out-fac'd it too We are to doe the trick agen that 's all Here drawes his sword And yet we will not sweare For he that shrinks in such an action Is damn'd without the help of perjury Doran if from the virgin tow'r thou spiest A flame such as the East sends forth about The time the day should break goe tell the King I hold
Instruments doe oft convey The Soule to her propos'd Intents and where Our Stars deny Art may supply Exit Enter Semanthe Orithie Orsames Philan. Sem. Thinke you it is not then The little jealousies my Lord and feares Joy mixt with doubt and doubt reviv'd with hope That crownes all love with pleasure these are lost When once we come to full fruition Like waking in the morning when all night Our fancie has been fed with some new strange delight Ors I grant you Madam that the feares and joyes Hopes and desires mixt with despaires and doubts Doe make the sport in love that they are The very dogs by which we hunt the Hare But as the dogs would stop and straight give o're Were it not for the little thing before So would our passions both alike must be Flesh t in the chase Ori. Will you then place the happinesse but there Where the dull plow-man and the plow-mans horse Can find it out Shall Soules refin'd not know How to preserve alive a noble flame But let it die burne out to appetite Sem. Love 's a Chamelion and would live on aire Physick for Agues starving is his food Ors Why there 's it now a greater Epicure Lives not on earth my Lord and I have been In 's Privie kitchin seen his bills of Fare Sem. And how and how my Lord Ors. A mightie Prince And full of curiositie Harts newly slaine Serv'd up intire and stucke with little Arrowes In stead of Cloaves Phi. Sometimes a cheeke plumpt up With broth with creame and claret mingled For sauce and round about the dish Pomegranate kernells strew'd on leaves of Lillies Ors. Then will he have black eyes for those of late He feeds on much and for varietie The gray Phi. You forget his cover'd dishes Of Jene-strayes and Marmalade of Lips Perfum'd by breath sweet as the beanes first blossomes Sem. Rare And what 's the drinke to all this meat my Lord Ors. Nothing but pearle dissolv'd teares still fresh fetch'd From Lovers eyes which if they come to be Warme in the carriage are streight cool'd with sighs Sem. And all this rich proportion perchance We Would allow him Ors. True but therefore this is but his common diet Onely serves When his chiefe Cookes Liking and Opportunitie Are out o' th' way for when hee feasts indeed 'T is there where the wise people of the world Did place the vertues i' th' middle Madam Ori. My Lord there is so little hope we should coÌ„vert you And if we should so little got by it That wee ll not loose so much upon 't as sleepe Your Lordships servants Ors. Nay Ladies wee ll wait upon you to your chambers Ph. Prithee le ts spare the complement we shall doe no good Ors. By this hand I le try They keepe me fasting and I must be praying Exeunt Aglaura undressing of her selfe Jolina Agl. Undresse mee Is it not late Iolina It was the longest day this Enter Thersames Ther. Softly as Death it selfe comes on When it does steale away the sicke mans breath And standers by perceive it not Have I trod the way unto these lodgings How wisely doe those Powers That give us happinesse order it Sending us still feares to bound our joyes Which else would over-flow and lose themselves See where shee sits Like day retir'd into another world Deare mine where all the beautie man admires In scattered pieces does united lye Where sense does feast and yet where sweet desire Lives in its longing like a Misers eye That never knew nor â—aw sacietie Tell me by what approaches must I come To take in what remaines of my felicitie Agl. Needs there any new ones where the breach Is made already you are entred here Long since Sir here and I have giv'n up all Ther. All but the Fort and in such wars as these Till that be yeilded up there is no peace Nor triumph to be made come undoe undoe And from these envious clouds slide quicke Into Loves proper Sphere thy bed The wearie traveller whom the busie Sunne Hath vex't all day and scortch d almost to tinder Nere long'd for night as I have long d for this What rude hand is that One knockes hastily Goe Iolina see but let none enter Iolina goes to the doore Iol. 'T is Zeriff Sir Ther. Oh Something of weight hath falne out it seemes Which in his zeale he could not keepe till morning But one short minute Deare into that chamber Enter Ziriff How now Thou start'st as if thy sinnes had met thee Or thy Fathers ghost what newes man Zir. Such as will send the blood of hastie messages Unto the heart and make it call All that is man about you into councell Where 's the Princesse Sir Ther. Why what of her Zir. The King must have her Ther. How Zir. The King must have her Sir Ther. Though feare of worse makes ill still relish better And this looke handsome in our friendship Ziriff Yet so severe a preparation There needed not come come what i st Ziriff leads him to the doore and shewes him a Guard A Guard Thersames Thou art lost betray'd By faithlesse and ungratefull man Out of a happinesse He steps between the doore and him and drawes The very thought of that Will lend my anger so much noble justice That wert thou master of as much fresh life As th' ast been of villany it should not serve Nor stocke thee out to glorie or repent The least of it Zir. Put up put up such unbecomming anger I have not seene you weare before What draw upon your friend Discovers himselfe Doe you beleeve me right now Ther. I scarce beleeve mine eyes Zorannes Zir. The same but how preserv'd or why Thus long disguis'd to you a freer houre must speake That y' are betrai'd is certaine but by whom Unlesse the Priest himselfe I cannot ghesse More than the marriage though he knowes not of If you now send her on these early summons Before the sparks are growne into a flame You to redeeme th' offence or make it lesse And on my life yet his intents are faire And he will but besiege not force affection So you gaine time if you refuse there 's but One way you know his power and passion Ther. Into how strange a labyrinth am I Now falne what shall I doe Zorannes Zir. Doe Sir as Sea-men that have lost their light And way strike saile and lye quiet a while Your forces in the Province are not yet In readinesse nor is our friend Zephines Arriv'd at Delphos nothing is ripe besides Ther. Good heavens did I but dreame that she was mine Upon imagination did I climbe up to This height let mee then wake and dye Some courteous hand snatch mee from what 's to come And ere my wrongs have being give them end Zir. How poore and how unlike the Prince is this This trifle woman does unman us all Robs us so much it makes us things of pittie Is this a time to loose our
Platoniques 2 Court Those of the new religion in love your Lordship 's merrie Troth how doe you like the humor on 't Ors As thou wouldst like red haire or leannesse In thy Mistresse scurvily 't does worse with handsomnesse Than strong desire would doe with impotence A meere tricke to inhance the price of kisses Phi. Sure these silly women when they feed Our expectation so high doe but like Ignorant Conjurers that raise a Spirit Which handsomly they cannot lay againe Ors True 't is like some that nourish up Young Lions till they grow so great they are affraid of Themselves they dare not grant at last For feare they shou d not satisfie Phi. Who 's for the Town I must take up againe Ors This villanous Love 's as changeable as the Philosophers Stone and thy Mistresse as hard to compasse too Phi. The Platonique is ever so they are as tedious Before they come to the point as an old man Fall'n into the Stories of his youth 2 Cour. Or a widow into the praises of her first husband Ors Well if she hold out but one moneth longer If I doe not quite forget I ere beleaguer'd there And remove the siege to another place may all The curses beguil'd virgins lose upon their perjur'd lovers Fall upon mee Phi. And thou woult deserve 'em all Ors For what Phi. For being in the company of those That tooke away the Prince's Mistresse from him Ors Peace that will be redeem'd I put but on this wildnesse to disguise my selfe There are brave things in hand heark i' thy earâ— Whisper 1. Court Some severe plot upon a maiden-head These two young Lords make love As Embroyderers work against a Mask night and day They think importunity a neerer way then merit And take women as Schoole-boyes catch Squirrells Hunt 'em up and downe till they are wearie And fall downe before'm Ors Who loves the Prince failes not Phi. And I am one my injuries are great as thine And doe perswade as strongly Ors I had command to bring thee Faile not and in thine owne disguise Phi. Why in disguise Ors It is the Princes policie and love For if we should miscarrie Some one taken might betray the rest Unknowne to one another Each man is safe in his owne valour 2 Court And what Mercers wife are you to cheapen now In stead of his silks Ors Troth 't is not so well 't is but a Cozen of thine Come Philan let 's along Exeunt Enter Queene alone Orb. What is it thus within whispering remorse And calls Love Tyrant all powers but his Their rigour and our feare have made divine But every Creature holds of him by sense The sweetest Tenure yea but my husbands brother And what of that doe harmlesse birds or beasts Aske leave of curious Heraldrie at all Does not the wombe of one faire spring Bring unto the earth many sweet rivers That wantonly doe one another chace And in one bed kisse mingle and embrace Man Natures heire is not by her wiâ—l ti'de To shun all creatures are alli'd unto him For then hee should shun all since death and life Doubly allies all them that live by breath The Aire that does impart to all lifes brood Refreshing is so neere to it selfe and to us all That all in all is individuall But how am I sure one and the same desire Warmes Ariaspes for Art can keepe alive A beddred love Enter Ariaspes Ari. Alone Madam and overcast with thought Uncloud uncloud for if wee may believe The smiles of Fortune love shall no longer pine In prison thus nor undelivered travelâ— With throes of feare and of desire about it The Prince like to a valiant beast in nets Striving to force a freedome suddenly Has made himselfe at length the surer prey The King stands only now betwixt and is Just like a single tree that hinders all the prospect 'T is but the cutting downe of him and wee Orb. Why would 't thou thus imbarque into strange seas And trouble Fate for what we have already Thou art to mee what thou now seek'st a Kingdome And were thy love as great as thy ambition I should be so to thee Ari. Thinke you you are not Madam As well and justly may you doubt the truths Tortur'd or dying men doe leave behind them But then my fortune turnes my miseriâ— When my addition shall but make you lesse Shall I indure that head that wore a crowne For my sake should weare none First let me lose Th' Exchequer of my wealth your love nay may All that rich Treasurie you have about you Be rifled by the man I hated and I looke on Though youth be full of sinne and heav'n be just So sad a doome I hope they keepe not from me Remember what a quicke Apostacie he made When all his vowes were up to heav'n and you How e're the Bridall torches were burnt out His flames grew weake and sicklier thinke on that Thinke how unsafe you are if she should now Not sell her honour at a lower rate Than your place in his bed Orb. And would not you prove false too then Ari. By this and this loves break-fast Kisses her By his feasts too yet to come by all the Beauty in this face divinitie too great To be prophan'd Orb. O doe not sweare by that Cankers may eat that flow'r upon the stalke For sicknesse and mischance are great devourers And when there is not in these cheeks and lips Left red enough to blush at perjurie When you shall make it what shall I doe then Ari. Our soules by that time Madam Will by long â—ustome so acquainted be They will not need that duller truch-man Flesh But freely and without those poorer helps Converse and mingle meane time wee 'll teach Our loves to speake not thus to live by signes And action is his native language Madam Enter Ziriff unseene This box but open'd to the Sense will doe 't Orb. I undertake I know not what Ari. Thine own safety Dearest Let it be this night if thou do'st Whisper and kisse Love thy selfe or mee Orb. That 's very sudden Ari. Not if wee be so and we must now be wise For when their Sun sets ours begins to rise Exeunt Ziriff solus Zir. Then all my feares are true and she is false False as a falling Star or Glow-wormes fire This Devill Beauty is compounded strangely It is a subtill point and hard to know Whether 't has in 't more active tempting Or more passive tempted so soone it forces And so soone it yeelds Good Gods shee seiz'd my heart as if from you Sh 'ad had Commission to have us'd me so And all mankinde besides and see if the just Ocean Makes more haste to pay To needy rivers what it borrow'd first Then shee to give where she ne're tooke Mee thinks I feele anger Revenges Harbenger Chalking up all within and thrusting out Of doores the tame and softer passions It must be so To love is noble frailtie but
Murder Murder Murder Or. I must not stay I heare them swarme Exit Enter Constable People Con. Where is he where is he Ser. Here here oh a Manmender A Manmender Has broacht me in so many places All the Liquor in my body will run out Con. In good sooth neighbour has tapt you at the Wrong end too He has been busie with you here behind As one would say lend a hand some of you And the rest follow me Exeunt Enter Orsabrin Or. Still pursu'd Which way now I see no passage I must attempt this wall Oh a luckie doore And open Exit Enters agen Where am I now A garden and a handsome house If 't be thy will a Porch too 't And I 'm made 'T will be the better lodging of the two goes to the Porch Enter Maid Phemilia Oh! welcome welcome Sir My Lady hath been in such frights for you Or. Hum for me Phe. And thought you would not come to night Or. Troth I might very well have fail'd her Phe. Shee 's in the Gallery alone i' th darke Or. Good very good Phe. And is so melancholly Or. Hum. Phe. Have you shut the Garden doores Come I 'le bring you to her enter enter Or. Yes I will enter He who has lost himselfe makes no great venter Exit ACT II. Enter Sabrina Orsabrin Sab. OH welcome welcome as open aire to prisoners I have had such feares for you Or. Shee s warme and soft as lovers language Shee spoke too pretilie Now have I forgot all the danger I was in Sab. What have you done to day my better part Or. Kind little Rogue I could say the finest things to her mee thinks But then shee would discover me The best way will be to fall too quietly kisses her Sab. How now my Samorat What saucy heat hath stolne into thy bloud And heightned thee to this I feare you are not well Or. S'foot 't is a Platonique Now cannot I so much as talke that way neither Sab. Why are you silent Sir Come I know you have been in the field to day Or. How does shee know that Sab. If you have kill'd my brother speake It is no new thing that true Love Should be unfortunate Or. 'T was her brother I kill'd then Would I were with my Devils agen I got well of them That will be here impossible Enter Phemillia Phe. Oh! Madam Madam Y' are undone The garden walls are scal'd A floud of people are entring th' house Or. Good why here 's varietie of ruine yet Sab. 'T is so The Feet of Justice Like to those of time Move quick And will destroy I feare as sure Oh Sir what will you do There is no ventring forrh My Closet is the safest Enter there While I goe down and meet their fuâ—ie Hinder the search if possible Exit Or. Her Closet Yea where 's that And if I could find it What should I do there Shee will returne I will venture out Exit Enter the Prince Philatell Phontrell Companie Musique Phi. The lightest aires 't will make them More secure Upon my life hee 'le visite her to night Musick plaies and sings Prince Nor shee nor any lesser light Appeares The calme and silence 'bout the place Perswardes me shee does sleep Phi. It may be not but hold It is enough let us retire Behind this Pillar Phontrell is thy place As thou didst love thy Master shew thy care You to th' other Gate There 's thy Ladder Exeunt Enter Sabrina Sab. Come forth my Samorat come forth Our feares were false It was the Prince with Musicke Samorat Samorat He sleepes Samorat Or else hee 's gon to find me out I' th Gallery Samorat Samorat it must be so Exit Enter Orsabrin Ors This house is full of Thresholds And Trap-doores I have been i' th Cellar Where the Maids lie too I laid my hand groping for my way Upon one of them And shee began to squeake Would I were at Sea agen i' th storme Oh! a doore Though the Devill were the Porter And kept the Gate I 'de out Enter Samorat Or. Ha! guarded taken in a trap Nay I will out And there 's no other But this Retires and dâ—aâ—es runs at him Another pâ—sse they close Sam. Philatell in ambush on my life Enter Sabrina and Phemillia with a light Sab. Where should he be Ha! Good Heavens what spectacle is this my Samorat Some apparition sure They discover one another â—y the light throw away their weapons and eâ—bâ—ace Sam. My noble friend What angry and malicious Planet Govern'd at this point of time Sab. My wonder does grow higher Or. That which governes ever I seldome knew it better Sam. It does amaze me Sir to find you here How entred you this place Or. Forc't by unruly men it 'h street Sab. Now the mistake is plaine Or. Are you not hurt Sab. No but you bleed Or. I do indeed But 't is not here This is a scratch It is within to see this beauty For by all circumstance it was her brother Whom my unlucky Sword found out to day Sab. Oh! my too cruell fancy Weepes Sam. It was indeed thy Sword But not thy fault I am the cause of all these ills Why d' you weep Sabrina Sab. Unkind unto thy selfe and me The tempest this sad newes has rais'd within me I would have laid with Sheares But thou disturb'st me Oh! Samorat Had'st thou consulted but with love as much As honour this had never been Sam. I have no love for thee that has not had So strict an union with honour still That in all things they were concern'd alike And if there could be a division made It would be found Honour had here the leaner share 'T was love that told me 't was unfit That you should love a Coward Sab. These handsome words are now As if one bound up wounds with silke Or with fine knots Which do not helpe the cure Or make it heale the sooner Oh! Samorat this accident Lies on our love Like to some foule disease Which though it kill it not Yet wil't destroy the beauty Disfigur't so That 't will looke ugly to th' world hereafter Sam. Must then the Acts of Fate be crimes of men And shall a death he pul'd upon himselfe Be laid on others Remember Sweet how often You have said it in the face of Heaven That 't was no love Which length of time or cruelty of chance Could lessen or remove Oh kill me not that way Sabrina This is the nobler Take it and give it entrance any where Kneeles and presents his Sword But here For you so fill that plaee That you must wound your selfe Or. Am I so slight a thing So bankerupt So unanswerable in this world That being principally i' th debt Another must be cal'd upon And I not once look't after Madam why d' you throw away your Teares On one that 's irrecoverable Sab. Why therefore Sir Because hee 's irrecoverable Ors But why on him He did
a doore to save a Gentleman You are Pox on him what is he Pellagrin If you love me let 's stifle him And say 't was a sudden judgement upon him For swearing the posture will confirme it Pell We 're in excellent humour Let 's have another bottle And give out that Anne my wife is dead Shall I Gentlemen Na. Rare Rogue in Buckram Let me bite thee Before me thou shalt go out wit And upon as good termes As some of those in the Ballad too Pell Shall I so Why then foutree for the Guise Saines shall accrew and ours shall be The black ey'd beauties of the time I 'le ticke you for old ends of Plaies They sing A Round A Round A Round A Round A Round A Round Knock Some bodie 's at doore Preethee preethee Sirra Sirra Trie thy skill Na. Who 's there Messen One Sturgelot a Jaylor here Na. Such a on there was my friend But hee 's gone above an houre ago Now did this Rogue whisper in his heart That 's a lie and for that very reason I 'le cut his throat Pell No prethee now for thinking Thou shalt not take the paines The Law shall do 't Na. How how Pell Marry wee 'le write it over when wee 're gone He joyn'd in the plot and put himselfe Into this posture meerely to disguise it to The world Na. Excellent Here 's to thee for that conceit Wee should have made rare Statesmen We are so witty in our mischiefe Another song and so let 's go It will be time Sing A health to the Nut browne Lasse With the hazell eyes let it passe Shee that has good eyes Has good thighs Let it passe let it passe A much to the lively Grey 'T is as good it 'h night as the day Shee that has good eyes Has good thighs Drinke away drinke away I pledge I pledge what ho some Wine Here 's to thine and to thine The colours are Divine But oh the blacke the black Give me as much agen and let 't be Sacke Shee that has good Eyes Has good Thighs And it may be a better knack Na. A reckoning Boy They knock There paies him Dost heare Here 's a friend of ours ' has forgotten himselfe A little as they call it The Wine has got into his head As the frost into a hand he is benum'd And has no use of himselfe for the present Boy Hum Sir sâ—â—lâ—s Na. Prethee lock the dore and when he Comes t' himselfe Tell him he shall find us at the old place He knowes where Boy I will Sir Exeunt Enter Orsabrin Or. To diâ— yea what 's that For yet I never thought on 't seriously It may be ' t is hum It may be 't is not too Enter Samorat as Goaler undoes his Fetters Ha. as amaz'd What happy intercession wrought this change To whose kind prayers owe I this my friend Sam. Unto thy vertue Noble youth The Gods delight in that as well as praiers I am Or. Nay nay Be what thou wilt I will not question't Undoe undoe Sam. Thy friend Samorat Or. Ha Sam. Lay by thy wonder And put on these cloathes In this disguise thou 'lt passe unto the Prison-gates there you shall finde One that is taught to know you He will conduct you to the corner Of the wood and there my horses waite Us. I 'le throw this Goaler off in some odde place Or. My better Angell Exennt Enter Theeves Per. It is ' een as hard a world for Theeves As honest men nothing to be got No prize stirring 1. Thee None but one with horses Who seem'd to stay for some That were to come And that has made us waite thus long Per. A leane dayes worke but what remedie Lawyers that rob men with their owne consent Have had the same Come call in our Perdues We will away they whistle Enter Orsabrin as seeking the horses Or. I heare them now Yonder they are Per. Hallow who are these Any of ours Thee No stand close They shall be presently Yeeld yeeld Or. Agen betraid there is no end of my misfortune Mischiefe vexes me Like a quotidian It intermits a little and returnes E're I have lost the memory of My former fit Per. Sentences sentences A way with him A way with him Exeunt Enter Goaler Drawers over the Stage Jailer I am the Goaler undone undone Conspiracie a cheat my prisoner my prisoner Exeunt Enter Samorat Sam. No men nor horses Some strange mistake May it be th' are sheltred in the wood Enter Peridor and other Theeves examining the young Lord Torcular that was hurt Perid. And if a Lady did but step aside To fetch a Masque or so You follow'd after still As if shee had gone proud Ha is 't not so Tor. Yes Per. And if you were us'd but civillie in a place You gave out doubtfull words upon 't To make men thinke you did enjoy Tor. Oh! yes yes Per. Made love to every peece of cried-up beauty And swore the same things over to them Tor. The very same Per. Abominable Had he but sworne new things yet 't had been Tollerable Reades the summe of the Confession Th. Let me see let me see Hum. Court Ladies Eight Of which two great ones Country Ladies twelve Tearmers all Per. Is this right Tor. Very right Per. Citizens wives of severall trades He cannot count them Chamber maides and Country wenches About thirty Of which the greater part The night before th'were married Or else upon the day Per. A modest reckoning is this all Tor. No. I will be just t' a scruple Per. Well said well said Out with it Tor. Put down two old Ladies more Per. I' th name of wonder How could he thinke of old In such variety of young Tor. Alas I could never be quiet for them Per. Poore Gentleman Well what 's to be done with him now Shall he be thrown into the Cauldron With the Cuckolds Or with the Jealous That 's the hotter place Per. Thou mistakeâ—'t 'T is the same they go together still Jealous and Cuckolds differ no otherwise Then Sheriffe and Alderman A little time makes th' one th' other What thinke you of Gelding him And sending him to earth agen Amongst his women ' T wood be like throwing a dead fly Into an Ants nest There would be such tearing pulling And getting up upon him They would worry the poore thing To death Th. 1. Excellent Or leave a string as they do sometimes In young Colts Desire and impotence Would be a rare punishment Fie fie the common disease of age A very old man has it Enter The. A prize A prize A prize Hornes blow Brasse Plots c. Ors This must be Hell by the noise Ta. Set him down set him down Bring forth the newest wrack And flaming pinching Irons This is a stubborne peece of flesh 'T would have broke loose Or. So this comes of wishing my selfe With Divels agen Per. What art Or. The slave of Chaunce One of Fortunes fooles A thing
bridled in her head And danc't a stroake in and a stroake out Like a young Fillet training to a pace Pel. And how she kist As if she had been sealing and delivering her self up To the use of him that came last Parted with her sweet-hearts lips still As unwillingly and unto wardly As â—oft Wax from a dry Seale N. True and when she kisses a Gentleman She makes a Curtsey as who should say The favour was on his side What dull fooles are we to besiege a face Three moneths for that trifle Sometimes it holds out longer And then this is the sweeter flesh too Enter Fidlers Fid. You shall have horses ready at the time And good ones too if there be truth in drinke And for your letters they are there by this Sa. An excellent Officer Enter Wedding Clowne Tut tut tut That 's a good one y'faith not dance Come come strike up Enter souldiers mufled up in their cloaks Sa. Who are those that eye us so severely Belong they to the wedding Fid. I know 'em not Clo. Gentlemen wil't please you dance Offer their women Sol. No keep your women wee 'l take out others here Samorat if I mistake not Sa. Ha! betraid A bussle Clo. How now what 's the matter abuse our Fidlers 2 Sol. These are no Fidlers fools obey the Princes officers Unlesse you desire to goe to prison too Sa. The thought of what must follow disquiets not at all But tamely thus to be surpriz'd In so unhandsome a disguise They carry him away Pel. I' st ee'n so Why then Farewell the plumed Troops and the big Wars Which made ambition vertue Nas I I Let them goe let them goe Pel. Have you ever a stratagem Nasharot ' T wood be very seasonable What thinke you now Are you design'd for the helme of State Can you laver against this Tempest Na. Prethee let me alone I am thinking for life Pe. Yes 't is for life indeed would 't were not Cl. This is very strange Let 's follow after And see if we can understand it Exeunt Enter Peridor Orsabrin Per. A meere Phantasme Rais'd by Art to trie thee Or. Good kind Devill Trie me once more Help me to the sight of this Phantasme agen Per. Thou art undone Wer't thou not amorous In th' other world Did'st not love women Or. Who did hate them Per. Why there 's it Thou thought'st there was no danger in the sinne Because 't was common Above the halfe of that vast multitude Which fils this place Women sent hither And they are highliest punisht still That love the handsomest Or. A very lying Devill this Certainly P. All that had their women with you Suffer with us Or. By your friendships favour though There 's no justice in that Some of them suffered enough In all conscience by 'em there P. Oh this is now your mirth But when you shall be pinch't Into a gellie Or made into a crampe all over These will be sad truths Or. He talkes odly now I doe not like it Do'st heare Prethee exchange some of thy good counsell For deeds If thou bee'st an honest Devill As thou seem'st to be Put a sword into my hand And help me to the sight of this Apparition agen P. Well some thing I 'le doe for thee Or rather for my selfe Exeunt Enter two other Devils 1. D. Come let 's goe relieve our Poet. 2. D. How relieve him hee 's releas't is he not 1. D. No no Bersat bethought himselfe at the mouth of the Cave And found he would be necessary to our Masque too night We have set him with his feet in a great tub of water In which he dabbles and beleeves it to be Helicon There hee 's contriving i' th honour of Mercury Who I have told him comes this night of a message From Jupiter to Pluto and is feasted here by him Th. Oh they have fetcht him off Enter Poet and Theeves Po. Carer per so lo carer Or he that made the fairie Queene 1 Th. No none of these They are by themselves in some other place But here 's he that writ Tamerlane P. I beseech you bring me to him There 's something in his Scene Betwixt the Empresses a little high and clowdie I would resolve my selfe 1 Th. You shall Sir Let me see the Author of the bold Beauchams And Englands Joy Po. The last was a well writ peice I assure you A Brittane I take it and Shakespeares very way I desire to see the man 1 Th. Excuse me no seeing here The gods in complement to Homer Doe make all Poets poore above And we all blind below But you shall conâ—esse Sir Follow Ex. Enter Peridor Orsabrin Or. Hallight and fresh aire agen Peridor unbinds him and slips away The place I know too The very same I fought the Duell in The Devill was in the right This was a meere Aparition But 't was a handsome one it left impressions here Such as the fairest substance I shall ere behold Will scarse deface Well I must resolve but what or where I that 's the question The Towne 's unsafe there 's no returning thither And then the Port. Enter some to passe over Ha! What means the busie haste of these Honest friend No Passes hastily Do'st heare To another What 's the matter pray Clo. Gentlemen gentlemen That 's good satisfaction indeed Ors Prethee good fellow tell me Enter another What causes all this hurry To another Clo. One Samorat is led to prison Sir And other Gentlemen about Lord Torcular Ha! Samorat There is no meane nor end of fortunes malice Oh â— 't is insufferable I 'm made a boy whipt on anothers backe Cruell I 'le not endure 't by heaven He shall not dye for me I will not hold a wretched life upon such wretched termes Ex. Enter Tamoren Peridor and others Tam. Flie flie abroad search every place and Bring him back Thou hast undone us all with thy neglect Destroi'd the hopes we had to be our selves agen I shall run mad with Anger Fly be gone Exeunt all but Tam. Enter Reginella My Reginella what brings you abroad Re. Deare Governour I have a sute to you Ta. To me my pretty sweetnesse what Re. You will deny me Sir I feare Pray let me have the stranger that came last in keeping Ta. Stranger Alas hee 's gone made an escape Re. I fear'd he would not stay they us'd him so unkindly Indeed I would have us'd him better weeps And then he had been here still Tam. Come doe not weep my girle Forget him pretty pensivenesse there will Come others every day as good as he Re. Oh! never I 'le close my ey 's to all now hee 's gone Tam. How catching are the sparkes of love Still this Mischance showes more and more unfortunate I was too curious Come indeed you must forget him The gallant'st and the godli'st to the eye are not the best Such handsome and fine shapes as those Are ever falâ—e and foule within Re. Why
Brennoralt charges through I doe not see my game yet Exeunt A shout within Enter Brennoralt Doran Stratheman Marinell Bren. What shout is that Stra. They have taken Almerin my Lord. Bren. Almerin the Divell thanke em for 't When I had hunted hard all day And now at length unhearded the proud Deere The Currs have snatch't him up sound a Retreat There 's nothing now behinde Who saw Doran Str. Shall we bring Almerin in Bre. No gazing is low Triumph Convey him fairely to the King He fought it fairely Dor. What youth was that whom you bestrid my Lord And sav'd from all our swords to day Was he not of the Enemy Bre. It may be so Str. The Governors Son Fresolin his Mistris brother In Dorans eâ—â—e Br. No matter who 'T is pitty the rough hand Of warre should early courages destroy Before they bud and shew themselves i' th' heate Of Action Mar. I threw my Lord a youth upon a banke Which seeking after the retreate I found Dead and a woman the pretty daughter Of the Forrester Lucillia Bre. See see Doran A sad experiment Woman 's the cowardly'st and coldest thing The world brings forth Yet Love as fire works water Makes it boyle o're and doe things contrary To'ts proper nature I should shed a teare Could I tell how Ah poore Lucilia Thou didst for me what did as ill become thee Pray see her gently bury'd Boy send the Surgeon to the Tent I bleed What lowsie Cottages th' ave given our soules Each petty storme shakes them into disorder And 't costs more paines to patch them up agen Then they are worth by much I 'm weary of The Tenement Exeunt Enter Villanor Grainevert Marinell and Stratheman Gra. Villanor welcome welcome whence camest thou Vil. Looke I weare the Kings high way still on my boots Gra. A pretty riding phrase and how and how Ladies cheap Vil. Faith reasonable Those toyes were never deare thou know'st A little time and industry they 'l cost But in good faith not much some few there are That set themselves at mighty rates Gra. Which we o' th' wise passe by As things o're-valued in the market Is 't not so Vil. Y'have said Sir Harke you your friend the Rivals married Has obtain'd the long lov'd Lady and is such an asse after 't Gra. Hum. 'T is ever so The motions of married people are as of Other naturals violent Gentlemen to the place And calme in it Mar. We know this too and yet we must be fooling Gra. Faith women are the baggage of life They are troublesome and hinder us In the great march and yet we cannot Be without ' em Mar. You speake very well And Souldier-like Grain What thou art a wit too I warrant In our absence Vil. Hum no no a poore pretender A Candidate or so ' gainst the next Sessions Wit enough to laugh at you here Gra. Like enough valour's a crime The wise have still reproâ—â—hed unto the valiant And the foolâ—s too Vil. Râ— lleriâ— a part Grâ—invert What accommodations shall we finde here Gra. Cleane straw sweet-heart and meat When thou canst get it Vil. Hum straw Gra. Yes That 's all will be betwixt Incest You and your mother earth must lye together V. Prethee let 's be serious will this last How goes affaires G. Well V. But well G. Faith 't is now upon the turning of the ballance A most equall businesse betwixt Rebellion And Loyaltie V. What doest meane G. Why which shall be the vertue and which the vice V. How the Divell can that be G. Oh successe is a rare paint hides all the uglines V. Prethee what 's the quarrell G. Nay for that excuse us Aske the children of peace They have the leisure to study it We know nothing of it Liberty they say V. 'Sfoot let the King make an Act That any man may be unmarried agen There 's liberty for them A race Of half-witted fellowes quarrell about freedome And all that while allow the bonds of Matrimony G. You speake very well Sir Enter King Lords Brennoralt M. Soft the King and Councell G. Looke they follow after like tyred spannels Quest sometimes for company that is concurre And that 's their busines M. They are as weary of this sport As a young unthrift of 's land Any bargaine to be rid on 't V. Can you blame them Who 's that M. Brennoralt our brave Coronell A discontent but what of that who is not V. His face speaks him one G. Thou art i' th' right He looks still as if he were saying to Fortune Huswife goe about your busines Come let 's retire to Barathens Tent. Taste a bottle and speake bold truths That 's our way now Ex. Manet King and Lords Mies Thinke not of pardon Sir Rigor and mercy us'd in States uncertainly And in ill times looke not like th' effects Of vertue but necessity Nor will They thanke your goodnes but your feares Melid. My Lords Revenge in Princes should be still imperfect It is then handsom'st when the King comes to Reduce not Ruine Bre. Who puts but on the face of punishing And only gently cuts but prunes rebellion He makes that flourish which he would destroy Who would not be a Rebell when the hopes Are vaste the feares but small Mel. Why I would not Nor you my Lord nor you nor any here Feare keeps low spirits only in the brave Doe get above it when they doe resolve Such punishments in infancy of warre Make men more desperate not the more yeelding The common people are a kind of flyes They 're caught with honey not with wormewood Sir Severity exasp'rates the stirr'd humour And State distempers turnes into diseases Bre. The gods forbid great Polands State should be Such as it dares not take right Physick Quarter To Rebels Sir when you give that to them Give that to me which they deserve I would Not live to see it 3 Lord. Turne o're your owne and other Chronicles And you shall finde great Sir That nothing makes a Civill warre long liv'd But ransome and returning backe the brands Which unextinct kindled still fiercer fires Mies Mercy bestow'd on those that doe dispute With swords do's loose the Angels face it has And is not mercy Sir but policie With a weake vizard on King Y' have met my thoughts My Lords nor will it need larger debate To morrow in the sight of the besiedg'd The Rebell dyes Miesla 't is your care The mercy of Heav'n may be offended so That it cannot forgive Mortals much more Which is not infinite my Lords Exeunt Enter Iphigene Almerin as in prison Iph. O Almarin would we had never knowne The ruffle of the world but were againe By Stolden banks in happy solitude When thou and I Shepheard and Shepheardesse So oft by turnes as often still have wisht That we as eas'ly could have chang'd our sex As clothes but alas all those innocent joyes Like glorious Mornings are retir'd into Darke sullen clouds before we
knew to value What we had Alme Fame victory are light to himself Huswifes that throw themselves into the armes Not of the valiant but the fortunate To be tane thus Iph. Almerin Alm. nipt ' i th' bud Of honour Iph. My Lord Alm. Foil'd by the man That doe's pretend unto Francelia Iph. What is 't you doe my Almerin sit still And quarrell with the Winds because there is A shipwrack tow'â—ds and never thinke of saving The barke Almer The Barke What should we doe with that When the rich freight is lost my name in armes Iph. Who knowes What prizes are behind if you attend And waite a second Voyage Almer Never never There are no second Voyages in this The wounds of honour doe admit no cure Iph. Those slight ones which misfortune gives must needs Else why should Mortals value it at all For who would toyle to treasure up a wealth Which weake inconstancy did keep or might Dispose of Enter Melidor Oh my Lord what newes Mel. As ill as your owne feares could give you The Councell has decreed him sudden death And all the wayes to mercy are blockt up She weeps and sighs Almer My Iphigene This was a misbecomming peece of love Women would manage a disaster better Iphig weeps sighs agen Againe thou art unkinde Thy goodnes is so greaâ— it makes thee faulty For while thou think'â—t to take the trouble from me Thou givest me more by giving me thine too Iph. Alas I am indeed a uselesse tâ—iâ—ie A dull dull thing For could I now doe any thing But grieve and pitty I might help my thoughts Labour to finde a way but like to birds In cages though they never rest tâ—ey are But where they did set out at first Enter Jaylor Jay My Lords your pardon The prisoner must retire I have receiv'd an order from the King Denies accesse to any Iph. He cannot be So great a Tyrant Almer I thanke him nor can He use me ill enough I onely grieve That I must dye in debt a Bankrupt Such Thy love hath made me My deare Iphigene Farewell It is no time for Ceremony Shew me the way I must Exit Iph. Griefe strove with such disorder to get out It stopt the passage and sent backe my words That were already on the place Melid. stay there Is yet a way Iph. O speake it Mel. But there is Danger in 't Iphigene to thee high danger Iph. Fright children in the darke with that and let Me know it There is no such thing in nature If Almerin be lost Melid. Thus then You must Be taken pris'ner too and by exchange Save Almerin Iph. How can that be Mel. Why studies Step in and pray him set his hand about To the Jaylor This distance his seale too Jay My Lord I know not what this is Mel. Setling of money-busines foole betwixt us Jay If 't be no more Exit Mel. Tell him that Iphigene and I desire it I 'le send by Strathocles his servant A Letter to Morat thus sign'd and seal'd That shall informe the sudden execution Command him as the only meanes To save his life to sallie out this night Upon the quarters and endeavour prisoners Name you as most secure and slightest guarded Best pledge of safety but charge him That he kill not any if it be avoydable Least 't should inrage the King yet more And make his death more certaine Enter Jaylor with the writing Jay He understands you not He sayes but he has sent it Melid. So Iph. But should Morat mistrust now Or this miscarry Melid. Come Leave it to me I 'le take the Pilots part And reach the Port or perish in the Art Exeunt ACT II. SCENE I. Enter Almerin in prison Almer SLeep is as nice as woman The more I court it the more it flies me Thy elder brother will be kinder yet Unsent for death will come To morrow Well What can to morrow doe 'T will cure the sense of honour lost I and my discontents shall rest together What hurt is there in this But death against the will Is but a slovenly kinde of potion And though prescrib'd by Heaven It goes against mens stomacks So does it at fourescore too when the soule 's Mew'd up in narrow darknes Neither sees nor heares pish 't is meer fondnes in our nature A certaine clownish cowardise that still Would stay at home and dares not venture Into forreigne Countries though better then It 's owne ha what Countries for we receive Descriptions of th' other world from our Divines As blinde men take relation of this from us My thoughts leade me into the darke And there they 'l leave me I 'le no more on 't Within Knocks Enter Some paper and a light I 'le write to th' King Defie him and provoke a quicke dispatch I would not hold this ling'ring doubtfull State So long againe for all that hope can give Enter 3 of the Guard with paper and Incke That sword does tempt me strangely writing Wer 't in my hands 't were worth th' other two But then the Guard it sleeps or drinks may be To contrive it so that if I should not passe Why if I fall in 't 'T is better yet then Pageantry A scaffold and spectators more souldier-like One of the Guard peeps over his shoulder Uncivill villaine read my letter Seizes his sword 1 Guar. Not I not I my Lord. Alm. Deny it too Guar. Murder murder Guar. Arme arme The Guard runs out Alm. I 'le follow Give the alarum with them 'T is least suspitious Arme arme arme All the enemy the enemy Enter Soldiers running â—ver tâ—e Stage one throwing away his armes Soul Let them come Let them come Let them come Enter Almerin Alm. I heare fresh noise The camp 's in great disorder where am I now 'T is strangely darke Goddesse without eyes Be thou my guide for blindnes and sight Are equall sense of equall use this night Enter Grainevert Stratheman Villanor Mariâ—â—ll Gra. Trouble not thy selfe childe of discontent 'T will take no hurt I warrant thee The State is but a little drunke And when 'tas spued up that that made it so 'T will be well agen there 's my opinion in short Mar. Th' art i' th' right The State 's a pretty forehanded State And will doe reason hereaâ—â—er Let 's drinke and talke no more on 't All. A good motion a good motion Let 's drinke Villa I I let 's drinke agen Stra. Come to a Mistris Gra. Agreed Name name Villa Any body Vermilia Gra. Away with it Shee 's pretty to walke with And witty to talke with And pleasant too to thinke on But the best use of all Is her health is a stale And helps us to make us drinke on Stra. Excellent Gentlemen if you say the word Wee 'l vant credit and affect high pleasure Shall we Villa I I let 's do that Stra. What thinke ye of the sacrifice now Mar. Come wee 'le ha 't for trickling teares are vaine Villa
time Then Sir as terrible as war appeares My vote is for 't nor shall I ever care How ugly my Physitians face shall be So he can doe the cure Lord. In entring phisique I thinke Sir none so much considers The Doctors face as his owne body To keep on foot the warre with all your wants Is to let bloud and take strong potions In dangerous sicknesse K. I see and wonder not to finde my Lords This difference in opinion the subject's large Nor can we there too much dispute where when We erre 't is at a Kingdomes charges Peace And warre are in themselves indifferent And time doth stamp them either good or bad But here the place is much considerable Warre in our owne is like to too much heate Within it makes the body sicke when in Another Countrey 't is but exercise Conveighs that heat abroad and gives it health To that I bend my thoughts but leave it to Our greater Councell which we now assemble Meane time exchange of pris'ners only we Assent unto Lord. Nothing of Truce Sir K. No wee 'l not take up Quiet at int'rest Perfect Peace or nothing Cessations for short times in warre are like Small fits of health in desp'rate maladies Which while the instant paine seemes to abate Flatters into debauch and worse estate Exeunt Enter Iphigene as leading to her chamber Francelia Servants with lights Morat and another Souldier Iph. I have not left my selfe a faire retreate And must be now the blest object Of your love or subject of your scorne Fran. I feare some treacherie And that mine eyes have given intelligence Unlesse you knew there would be weak defence You durst not thinke of taking in a heart As soone as you set downe before it Iph. Condemne my Love not of such fond ambition It aymes not at a conquest But exchange Francelia whisper Mor. They 're very great in this short time Sol. 'T is ever so Young and handsome Have made acquaintances in nature So when they meet they have the lesse to doe It is for age or uglines to make approaches And keep a distance Iph. When I shall see other perfection Which at the best will be but other vanity Not more I shall not love it Fran. 'T is still one step not to despaire my Lord. Exeunt Iphig Fran. servants Morat Doest thinke he will fight Sold. Troth it may be not Nature in those fine peeces does as Painters Hangs out a pleasant Excellence That takes the eye which is indeed But a course canvas in the naked truth Or some slight stuffe Morat I have a great minde to taste him Sold. Fy a Prisoner Morat By this hand if I thought Enter Iphig waiting-woman comming after him He courted my Coronels Mrs in earnest Wom. My Lord my Lord My Lady thinks the Gessimine walks Will be the finer the freshnes f th' morning takes of the strength O' th' heate she sayes Iph. 'T is well Mor. Mewe doe it so I suspect vildly Wee 'l follow him and see if he be So farre quallified towards a souldier As to drinke a crash in 's chamber Raguelin puls the waiting woman backe R. Where are those keyes Wom. Harke you I dare not doe it R. How Wom. My Lady will finde R. Scruples Are my hopes become your feares There was no other way I should be any thing In this lewd world and now 'Sfoot I know she longs to see him too Wom. Does she R. Doe you thinke he would desire it else Wom. I but R. Why let me secure it all I 'le say I found the Keyes or stole them Come Wom. Well if you ruine all now Here these enter the garden from the works That the privy walks and that the backe staires Then you know my chamber R. Yes I know your chamber Exeunt Enter Brennoralt Bren. He comes not One wise thought more and I returne I cannot in this act seperate the foolish From the bold so farre but still it tasts a' th rash Why let it taste it tasts of love too And to all actions 't gives a pretty rellish that Enter Raguelin Rag. My Lord Bren. Oh here Rag. 'Sfoot y' are upon our Centries Move on this hand Exeunt Enter agen Bren. and Rague Bren. Where are we now Ra. Entring part of the Fort Your Lordship must be wet a little Exeunt Enter againe Bren. Why are there here no guards Ra. There needs none You presently must passe a place Where one's an Army in defence It is so steep and strait Bren. 'T is well Ra. These are the steps of danger Looke to your way my Lord. Bren. I doe not find such difficulty Francelia as in a bed Bren. Waite me here abouts he drawes the curtaines So Misers looke upon their gold Which while they joy to see they feare to loose The pleasure of the sight scarse equalling The jealousie of being dispossest by others Her face is like the milky way i' th' skie A meeting of gentle lights without name Heavens shall this fresh ornament Of the world this precious lovelines Passe with other common things Amongst the wasts of time what pity 't were She wakes Franc. Blesse me Is it a Vision or Brennoralt Bren. Brennoralt Lady Franc. Brennoralt innocence guard me What is 't you have done my Lord Bren. Alas I were in too good estate If I knew what I did But why aske you Madam Fran. It much amazes me to thinke How you came hither And what could bring you to indanger thus My honour and your owne life Nothing but saving of my brother Could make me now preserve you Bren. Reproach me not the follies you your selfe Make me commit I am reduc'd to such extremity That love himselfe high tyrant as he is If he could see would pity me Fran. I understand you not Bren. Would heaven you did for 't is a paine to tell you I come t' accuse you of injustice Madam You first begot my passion and was Content at least you seem'd so it should live Yet since would ne're contribute unto it Not looke upon 't as if you had desired It s being for no other end but for The pleasure of its ruine Fran. Why doe you labour thus to make me guilty of An injury to you which when it is one All mankinde is alike ingag'd and must Have quarrell to me Bren. I have done ill you chide me justly Madam I 'le lay 't not on you but on my wretched selfe For I am taught that heavenly bodies Are not malicious in their influence But by the disposition of the subject They tell me you must marry Almerin Sure such excellence ought to be The recompence of vertue Not the sacrifice of Parents wisedome Should it not Madam Fran. 'T would injure me were it thought otherwise Br. And shall he have you then that knew you yesterday Is there in martyrdome no juster way But he that holds a finger in the fire A little time should have the Crowne from them That have indur'd the
flame with constancy Fran. If the discovery will ease your thoughts My Lord know Almerin is as the man I never saw Bren. You doe not marry then Condemned men thus heare and thus receive Repreeves One question more and I am gone Is there to latitude of eternity A hope for Brennoralt Fran. My Lord Bren. Have I a place at all When you doe thinke of men Fran. My Lord a high one I must be singular did I not value you The world does set great rates upon you And you have first deserv'd them Bren. Is this all Fran. All. Bren. Oh be lesse kinde or kinder Give me more pity or more cruelty Francelia I cannot live with this nor die Fran. I feare my Lord You must not hope beyond it Bren. Not hope This sure is not the body to views himselfe This soule it was mistaken shufled in Through haste Why else should that have so much love And this want lovelinesse to make that love Receiv'd I will raise honour to a point It never was do things studies Of such a vertuous greatnesse she shall love me She shall I will deserve her though I have her not There 's something yet in that Madam wilt please you pardon my offence Oh Fates That I must call thus my affection Fran. I will doe any thing so you will thinke Of me and of your selfe my Lord and how Your stay indangers both Bren. Alas Your pardon is more necessary to My life then life to me but I am gone Blessings such as my wishes for you in Their extasies could never reach fall on you May ev'ry thing contribute to preserve That exc'lence my destruction till 't meet joyes In love great as the torments I have in 't Exit ACT IV. SCENE I. Enter Brennoralt Bren. VVHy so 't is well Fortune I thanke thee still I dare not call thee villaine neither 'T was plotted from the first That 's certaine it looks that way Hum caught in a trap Here 's something yet to trust to To his sword This was the entry these the staires But whether afterwards He that is sure to perish on the land May quit the nicetie of Card and Compasse And safe to his discretion put to Sea He shall have my hand to 't Exit Enter Raguelin Orilla the waiting-woman Ra. Looke By this light 't is day Oril. Not by this by t' other 't is indeed Ra. Thou art such another peece of temptation My Lord raves by this time A hundred to one the Centinells Will discover us too Then I doe pay for night-watch Oril. Fie upon thee Thou art as fearfull as a young colt Boglest at every thing foole As if Lovers had considered houres I 'le peep in she peeps Ra. I am as weary of this wench As if I were married to her She hangs upon me like an Ape upon a horse She 's as common too as a Barbers glasse Conscienc't too like a Dy-dapper Orilla there 's no body within My Lady sleeps this houre at least Ra. Good the Divel 's even with me Not be an honest man neither Enter Bren. a guard What course now S. Nay Sir we shall order you now Bren. Dogges Enter Fresolin Fres What tumult 's this ha Brennoralt 't is he In spite of his disguise what makes he here Hee 's lost for ever if he be discover'd How now companions why doe you use my friend thus S. Your friend my Lord if he be your friend H 'as us'd us as ill H' has plaid the Divell amongst us Six of our men are Surgeons worke this moneth We found him climbing the walls 2 S. He had no word neither Nor any language but a blow Fres You will be doing these wilde things my Lord Good faith y' are too blame if y' had desir'd To view the walls or Trenches 't was but Speaking we are not nice I would my selfe have waited on you Th' are the new out-workes you would see perchance Boy bring me blacke Tempest round about And the gray Barbary a Trumpet come along too My Lord wee 'l take the neerer way And privater here through the Sally-Port Bre. What a Divell is this sure I dreame Exeunt S. Now you are so officious Manet Sold. 2 S. Death could I guesse he was a friend S. 'T was ever to be thought How should he come there else 2 S. Friend or no friend he might have left us Something to pay the Surgeon with Grant me that or I le beat you to 't Exeunt Enter Fresolin and Brennoralt Fres Brennoralt start not I pay thee backe a life I owe thee And blesse my Starres they gave me power to do 't The debt lay heavy on me A horse waits you there a Trumpet too Which you may keep least he should prate No Ceremony 't is dangerous Bren. Thou hast astonish't me Thy youth hath triumph'd in one single act O're all the age can boast and I will stay To tell thee so were they now firing all Their Cannons on me farewell gallant Fresolin And may reward great as thy vertue crowne thee Exeunt diverse wayes Enter Iphigene Francelia Fran. A peace will come And then you must be gone And whither when you once are got upon the wing You will not stoop to what shall rise Before ye flye to some lure With more temptation garnisht is a sad question Iph. Can you have doubts and I not my feares By this the readiest and the sweetest oath I sweare I cannot so secure my selfe of you But in my absence I shall be in paine I have cast up what it will be to stand The Governors anger and which is more hard The love of Almerin I hold thee now but by thy owne free grant A slight securitie alas it may fall out Giving thy selfe not knowing thine owne worth Or want of mine thou mayst like Kings deceiv'd Resume the gift on better knowledge backe Fran. If I so eas'ly change I was not worth your love And by the losse you ' l gaine Iph. But when y' are irrecoverably gone 'T will be slight comfort to perswade my selfe You had a fault when all that fault must be But want of love to me and that agen Finde in my much defect so much excuse That it will have no worse name Then discretion if inconcern'd doe Cast it up I must have more assurance Franc. You have too much already And sure my Lord you wonder while I blush At such a growth in young affections Iphi Why should I wonder Madam Love that from two breasts sucks Must of a child quickly become a Giant Dunces in love stay at the Alphabet Th' inspir'd know all before Enter waiting woman And doe begin still higher Woman Madam Almerin returned has sent to kisse Your hands I told him you were busie Franc. Must I my Lord be busy I may be civill though not kind Tell him I wait him in the Gallery Iphi. May I not kisse your hand this night Whisper Franc. The world is full of jealous eyes