our boards And Charitie tooke away We stept not forth But with a god-like adoration All knees bowed low vnto vs why was this Why were our gardens Eden why our bowers Built like to those in Paradise I shall tell you It was because the Law most mysticall Was not made common therefore was not vile It was because in the great Prophets Phanes And hallowed Temples we were Choristers It was because wise Pylots we from rockes And gulfes infernall safely set on shore Mens soules at yonder hauen or beeing shipwrackt Strong lines forth cast we suffering none to sinke To that Abisse which some hold bottomlesse But now our very graues Cannot saue dead mens bones from shame and bruzes The monumentall marble Vrnes of bodies Laid to rest long agoe vnreuerently Are turned to troughes of water now for jades Vast Charnel-houses where our fathers heads Slept on the cold hard pillowes of the earth Are emptied now and chang'd to drinking roomes Or vaults for baser office 2. Card. What 's therefore to be done 1. Card. This must be done This shall be done They hunted vs like wolues Out of their Fairie forrests whipt vs away As vagabonds mockt vs and said our fall Could not be dangerous because we bore Our gods vpon our backes now must we whip them But wiselier Tres. How 1. Card. Thus those that fill our roomes Hold Beacons in their eies blazing with fire Of a hot-seeming zeale to watch our entrance And to arme all against vs these we must quench They are counted wels of knowledge poyson these wells They are the kingdoms musicke they the Organs Vnto whose sound her Anthems now are sung Set them but out of tune all 's out of square Pull downe the Church and none can it repaire But he that builds it this is the faggot band That binds all fast vndoo 't vndoe the land Card. omn. Most certaine 1. Card. You therefore the best consort of the soule Shepheards whose flocks are men lambs Angels you That hold the roofe of yon Starre-chamber vp From dropping downe to grinde the world to dust You shall to Fairie land Card. omnes A joyfull voyage 1. Card. Those that sing there the holy Hymnes as yet Haue not their voyces cleere the streame of ceremony Is scarcely settled trouble it more bayte hookes To take some some to choake cast out your net At first for all the frie let vs spread sayles To draw vnto our shores the Fairie whales That Truth whose standard-bearer Babylon And all we are is not cleane driuen from thence Whither we send you there sheeliues but liues A widdow steps not forth dares not be seene During her moneth of mourning here we write you How and with whom to finde her what shee bids That doe your hire's aboue Card. omnes We know it well 1. Card. And when you see those Fairy fishermen Rowe in your streames when they grow cold in working And weary of their owne waters that the sayles Which stifly beare them vp flag and hang low And that like reedes playing with a paire of winds They promise facill pliance then then shake The trees by the root then'le make the branches blow And drop their mellowed fruits euen at your feet Gather them they are our owne then is the houre To weane those sonnes of blacke Apostasi From her their stepdame and to make them take A blessing from our reuerend mothers hands Be happie goe Card. Omn. Wee shall remember you In all our kneelings 1. Card. Stay ere you shift Ayre Sprinkle your selues all ore with sacred droppes Take Periapts Pentacles and potent Charmes To coniure downe fowle feinds that will be rayzed To vex you tempt you and betray your bloud About your necks hang hallowed Amulets That may Conserue you from the plagues of Error Which will strike at you Sacr. Omn. Wee obey most holy fathers 1. Car. And heare you If clymbing vp to this haught enterprize The foot slip and ith'fal with death you meet Sacr. Omn. O glorious ladder 1. Car. A Saints winding sheet Farewell Mount all the engines of your wit Exeunt Sacr. When darts are sent from all parts some must hit There is a fellow to whome because he dare Not be a slaue to greatnes nor is molded Of Court dow flattering but should it thunder To his father doing ill would speake ill our Empresse Hath giuen this name Plaine Dealing this plaine dealing Haue I shipd hence and is long since arriued Vpon the fairy strnod from him I expect Intelligence of all Occurrences He for the names sake shall perhaps be welcome Into that Harlots Company whom the fairyes Thinke honest and sweare deeply she is Truth That Strumpet by inticement hee le bring ouer 2. Card. It came to me in letters two dayes since That this plaine dealing serues the fairy Queene And will no more be seene in Babilon 1. Card. How no more seene in Babilon t is but one lost If Babilon subscribe to our wise-doome Shee shall lodge Double-Dealing in his roome Exeunt Titania Fidely Florimell Elfâ—…n Pentioners Tita. Wee thought the fates would haue closde vp our eyes That wee should nere haue seene this day-starre rise How many plots were laid to barre vs hence Euen from our Cradle but our Innocence Your wisedome fairy Peeres and aboue all That Arme that cannot let a white soule fall Hath held vs vp and lifted vs thus hie Euen when the Arrowes did most thickly flie Of that bad woman Babilons proud Queene Who yet we heare swels with Inuenomed Spleene Fid. Whose poyson shall like Arrowes shot vpright When forth it bursts to her owne downfall light Tita. Truth be my witnes whome we haue imployde To purge our Aire that has with plagues destroyed Great numbers shutting them in darksome shades I seeke no fall of hirs my Spirit wades In Clearer streames her bloud I would not shed to gaine that triple wreath that binds her head Tho mine shee would let forth I know not why Only through rancke lust after Souereigntie Flor. Enough it is for me if with a hand Vnstaind and vn-ambitious fairy Land I Crowne with Oliue-branches all those wounds Whose goary mouthes but lately staind our â—…ounds Bleed yet in me for when great Elfiline Our grandsire fild this throne your bowers did shine With fire-red steele and not with Fairies eies You heard no musicke then but shriekes and cries Then armed Vrchins and stearne houshold Elues Their fatall pointed swords turnd on themselues But when the royall Elfiline sat crowned These ciuill woes in their own depth lay drowned He to immortall shades beeing gone Fames minion great King Oberon Titaniaes royall father liuely springs Whose Court was like a campe of none but Kings From this great conquering Monarchs glorious stemme Three in direct line wore his Diadem A King first then a paire of Queenes of whom Shee that was held a downe-cast by Fates doome Sits now aboue their hopes her maiden hand Shall with a silken thred guide Fairie
fort is strong But poorely man'd and cannot hold outlong VVhen golden bullets batter Yonder 's one Y' are a poore scholler Campâ—…ius Yes 3. King VVhat read you Camp A booke 3. King So learned yet so young Camp Yee may see Sir 3. King You feede some discontent Camp Perhaps I ha cause 3. King VVhat troubles you Camp You trouble me pray leaue me 3. Kin. Put your selfe and your griefe into my hands Camp Say yee 3. King Put your selfe your grief into my hands Camp Are you a Doctor your hands Sir pray why 3. King You know me noâ—… Camp Do you know your selfe your busines Are you a scholler 3. King Iudge of that by these Camp Oh Sir I haue seene many heads vnder such wool That scarce had braines to line it if y' are a scholler Mee thinks you should know manners by your leaue 3. Ring Pray leaâ—…e your name behind you Sir Camp Name Campeius 3. King Campeius vmh Campeius a lucky plannet strikes out this houre Campeius Babylon His name hath in her tables on his forehead Our Queene hath set her marke it is a mould Fit to cast mischeife in none sooner rent A Church in two then Schollers discontent I must not loose this Martines nest once more Y' are happely met Câ—…mp This bur stil hang on mee And you Sir 3. King Tell me pray did you neuer tast-I'me bold-did you Those cleere redolent fountains that do norish nee'r tast In viue and fresh humiditie those plants That grow on thother side our opposites Those that to vs here are th' Antipodes Cleane against vs in grounds-you feele me-say Ne're drunke you of that nectar Camp Neuer 3. King Neuer I wish you had I gather from your eyes VVhat your disease is I hâ—… bin your selfe This was Campeius once thoÌ„ not so learn'd For I was bred as you in Fairy Land A Country well but t is our country and so Good to breed beggers Shee starues Arts faâ—…ts fools Shee sets vp drinking roomes pulls downe schools Camp So Sir 3. King No more but so Sir this discourse Not to be search'd or be suspected fowle Make away those 2. turne coates Suite me next Like to a Sattin diuell brauely flie Your sayles shape be here immediatly Enter So excellent a subtile masque all 's fit This very cap makes my head swell with wit Mongst souldiers I haue plaid the souldier Bin mutinous raild at the State cursd peace They walke with crosse-armes gaping for a day Haue vnder-shorde their eie-lids like trap windows To keep them open and with yawning eares Lie listning on flocke bolsters till rebellion Beat vp her drum this lards me fat with laughter Their swords are drawn halfe way all those throats That are to bleed are mark'd and all those doores Where ciuill Massacres murders di'd in graine Spoile riflings and sweet rauishments shall enter Haue tokens stamp'd on them to make 'em knowne More dreadfull then the Bils that preach the plague From them with oyl'd hammes lap'd in seruile blew I stole and fil'd out wine of Babylon To liue things made of clods poore countrey sots And drunke they are whole shires with it do reele Poysons run smooth because men sweetnes feele Now to my schoole-men Learnings fort is strong But poorely man'd and cannot hold out long VVhen golden bullets batter Yonder 's one Y' are a poore scholler Campcius Yes 3. King VVhat read you Camp A booke 3. King So learned yet so young Camp Yee may see Sir 3. King You feede some discontent Camp Perhaps I ha cause 3. King VVhat troubles you Camp You trouble me pray leaue me 3. Kin. Put your selfe and your griefe into my hands Camp Say yee 3. King Put your selfe your grief into my hands Camp Are you a Doctor your hands Sir pray why 3. King You know me not Camp Do you know your selfe your busines Are you a scholler 3. King Iudge of that by these â—…ool Camp Oh Sir I haue seene many heads vnder such That scarce had braines to line it if y' are a scholler Mee thinks you should know manners by your leaue 3. Ring Pray leaâ—…e your name behind you Sir Camp Name Campeius 3. King Campeius vmh Campeius a lucky plannet strikes out this houre Campeius Babylâ—… His name hath in her tables on his forehead Our Queene hath set her marke it is a mould Fit to cast mischeife in none sooner rent A Church in two then Schollers discontent I must not loose this Martines nest once more Y' are happely met Câ—…mp This bur stil hang on mâ—… And you Sir 3. King Tell me pray did you neuer tast-I'me bold-did you Those cleere redolent fountains that do norish nee'r tast In viue and fresh humiditie those pâ—…ants That grow on thother side our opposites Those that to vs here are th' Antipodes Cleane against vs in grounds-you feele me-say Ne're drunke you of tâ—…at 〈◊〉 Camp Neuer 3. King Neuer I wish you had I gather from your eyes VVhat your disease is I â—…a bin your selfe This was Campeius once tho not so learn'd For I was bred as you in Fairy Land A Country well but t is our country and so Good to breed beggers Shee starues Arts â—…arts fools Shee sets vp drinking roomes pulls downe schools Camp So Sir 3. King No more but lo Siâ—… this discoure Pallats not you Camp Yes 3. King Nothing hath passed me Ihope against my countrey or the State That any you can take hold of Camp If they could T is but mine I to your no. 3. King Y' are to sowre Vnmellowed you stand here in the shade Out of the warmth of those blest ripening beames Goe to I grieue that such a blossome raiz'd Camp Sir I know you not this thing which you haue Affrights me schollers of weake temper need To feare as they on Sunbankes lie to read Adders i' th highest grasse these leaues but turn'd Like willow stickes hard rub'd may kindle fire Cities with sparkes as small haue oft beene burn'd 3. King Doe you take me for a hangman Camp I would be loath For any harsh tune that my tongue may warble To haue the instrument vnstrung 3. King You shall not Welfare vnto you Camp And to you A word Sir Bred in this countrey 3. King Yes Camp I am no bird To breake mine own neast downe what â—…ight soeuer Your words make through this ayre tho it be trobled Myne eare Sir is no reaching Fowling piece What passes through it kills you may proceed Perhaps you would wound that I wish should bleed You haue th' aduantage now I put the longest weapon into your hands 3. King It shall guard you You draw me by this line let 's priuate walke Camp This paths vnbruz'd goe on Sir 3. King Sir I loue you The Dragons that keep learnings golden tree As you now haue I fought with conquered them Got to the highest bough eat of the fruit And gathered of the seauen-sold leâ—…ues of Art What I desirâ—…'d and
some that shot forked stinges At your most God-like person all were Gyants Fighting against the heauen of your blest raigne With these oh pardon me with these I held A polliticke league the lines of all their treasons Drawne from one damned circle met in mee My heart became the Center and the point Was this I dare not tell it Tyta Speake Peri To kill you Tyta How durst you being our subiect wade so far Par Your eare of mercy I became a spunge To drincke vp all their mischiefe and lay drown'd In their infected waters with much loathing Onely that I before you might wring out This their corruption and my selfe make cleere And now immortall maid i 'me not vnlike A casket wherein papers stuft with danger Haue close beene lockt but those tane out the chest Serues to good vse so may my loyall brest For from their flintie hearts what sparkes I got Were but to fire themselues Tyta. I praise your plotte You make vs now your debter but a day Will come when we shal pay My Lord we want your Arme. Pary Vmh I feare Tyta Doctor wee le haue Sir other Dialogues Exeunt Pary O shallow foole thou hast thy selfe vndone Shee s hardned and thou melted at one sunne Exit Enter Como and the three Kings Como Our eyes haue lusted for you and your presence Comes as the light to day showers to the spring Or health to sicke men 3. King Thankes most reuerend Fathers 1. King Our bloud ranne all to water yea our soules Stroue all at once t' expire when it was blowne Hither from Faiery land that all the darts Which ours heere and your arme deliuered there Fell either short or lighted vpon yce Lest you had lost bloud in the enterprize 3. King No I weare stronger Armour gamester-like I sawe the dogges brought forth and set them on Till the Diuell parted them but pluckt off none I kept aloose out of the reach of pawes Better to fight with Lions then with lawes What drummes are these 2. King Musicke of heauen Como The dancers reuell in steele 1. King These march to fill our Fleete 3. King From whence wee le match with prowd victorious feete And walke on Fayeries hearts their beaten waies With their owne heades wee le paue whilst ours with bayes And oake the conquering souldiers wreath we crowne These hookes or none must pull their Cities downe Inuasion is the fire See See i' th Ayre Angels hang beckoning vs to make more haste Vengeance deferd growes weake and runnes to waste What 's this Enter a Herrald before one sounds once and staies Como Ere we take ship we must to Court Omn. A â—…ay 3. King In thunder t is the souldiers sport Exeunt The Herrald reades Herald It is the Imperiall pleasure decree peremptory edict and dreadfull command vpon paine of a curse to be denounced vpon him that is disobedient from her who hath power giuen her to make the backes of stubborne Kings her foote-stooles and Emperours her vassales the mother of Nations the triple-crowned head of the world the purple-rider of the glorious beast the most high most supreame and most adored Empresse of Babilon that no Captaine Generals of Armies Generals of Squadrons Admirals Colonels Captaines or any other Officers of her magnificent incomparable formidable and inuincible Armada which is ordayned to swallow vp the kingdome of Faiery shall presume to set one foote on ship-boâ—…d till her sacred hand hath blessed the enterprize by sealing them all on the forhead and by bowing their knees before the Beast Sound goe on Exeunt Dumb shew Empresse on the Beast Emp. Feeles the base earth our weight i st common Aire We suck in and respire doe seruile clowdes Whose azuâ—…e winges spread ouer graues and tombes Our glorious body circumvolue â—…are night Cast her black nets into dayes cristall streames To draw vp darknesse on our golden beames And vs t'ecclipse why is not Babilon In a contorted chaire made all of starres Wound vp by wheeles as high nay boue the thrones Supernall which with Ioues owne seate stand euen That we might ride heere as the Queene of heauen And with a spurne from our controwling foote That should like thunder shake th' etheriall floore Of life and heauen them both ot once bereaue That thither vp dare clime vithout our leaue Com. You doe you ride there now this is your Sphere Earth is all one with heauen when you are heere 3. King Yet ther 's a hell on earth or if nothell Diuels there are or worse then Diuels that roare onely at you Emp. At vs what dare they roare 3. King Your pardon and I le tell it Emp. Tell We feare no spots the orbe we shine in is so cleere 3. King Thus then the Faiery Adders hisse they call you The superstitious Harlot purple whore The whore that rides on the rose-coloured beast The great whore that on many waters sitteth Which they call many Nations whilst their Kings Are slaues to sate your lust and that their bloud When with them you haue done serues as a floud For you to drinke or swimme in Omn. O prophane Emp. Goe on the searching small wounds is no paine 3. King These cowards thus when your back 's turnd that strike Follow theirblowe and sweare that where you claime Supremacie monarchall ouer Kings T is but your tiranous pride and not your due Emp. But what your selues giue what haue we from you You say we are your mother and if so Must not sonnes kneele they pay but what they owe. 3. King They say the robes of purple which you weare Your scarlet veiles and mantles are not giuen you As types of honour and regality But dyed so deepe with bloud vpon them spilt And that all or'e y' are with red murder gilt The drinke euen in that golden cup they sweare Is wine sophisticated that does runne Low on the lees of error which in taste Is sweete and like the neate and holsome iuyce Of the true grape but t is ranke poyson downe Omn. Haue we not all it tasted Emp. Nay vtter all Out of their lips you see flowes naught but gall 3. King What can my breath doe more to blast your cheekes And leaue them glowing as red gads of steele My tongue 's already blistred sounding this Yet must I whisper to your sacred eare That on your brow they say is writ a name In letters misticall which they interpret Confusion by great Babylon they meane The Citie of Confusion Emp. View our forhead Where are we printed with such Characters Point out these markes Which of you all can lay A finger on that Moale that markes our face â—… King They say you can throw mists before our eyes To make vs thinke you faire Omn. Damnd blasphemies Com. You shall with rods of iron scourge these treasons 1. King The Mace is in your hand grinde them to dust 2. King And let your blowes be sound 3. King For they are iust Emp. Le ts heare
THE VVHORE OF BABYLON 〈…〉 Written by â—…OMAS Dâ—… LONDON Printed for Nathaniel Butter 1607. DRAMMATIS personae Titania the Fairie Queene vnder whom is figured our late Queene Elizabeth Councellors to Titania Fideli Florimell Parthenophil Elfiâ—…on Ladies attendant Castina Aura Philaema Agathe Campeius a Scholler Paridel a Doctor Plaine-dealing Time Truth Th' Empresse of Babylon vnder whom is figured Rome Kings 3. Cardinals 4. Agents for th' Empresse Ragazzoni Campeggio Ropus a Doctor of Physicke An Albanois Palmio a Iesuite Milites Ministri Lectori THe Generall scope of this Drammaticall Poem is to set forth in Tropicall and shadowed collours the Greatnes Magnanimity Constancy Clemency and other the incomparable Heroical vertues of our late Queene And on the contrary part the inueterate malice Treasons Machinations Vnderminings continual blody stratagems of that Purple whore of Roome to the taking away of our Princes liues and vtter extirpation of their Kingdomes Wherein if according to the dignity of the Subiect I haue not giuen it Lustre and to vse the Painters rhethorick doe so faile in my Depthes Heightnings that it is not to the life let this excuse me that the Pyramides vpon whose top the glorious Raigne of our deceased Soueraigne was mounted stands yet so high and so sharply pointed into the clouds that the Art of no pen is able to reach it The streame of her Vertues is so immeÌ„surable that the farther they are waded into the farther is it to the bottom In sayling vpon which two contrary Seas you may obserue on how direct a line I haue steered my course for of such a scantling are my words set downe that neither the one party speakes too much nor the other in opposition too little in their owne defence And whereas I may by some more curions in â—…nsure then sound in iudgement be Critically taxed that I falsifie the account of time and set not down Occurrents according to their true succession let such that are so nice of stomach know that I write as a Poet not as an Historian and that these two doe not liue vnder one law How true Fortunes dyall hath gone whose Players like so many clocks haue struck my lines and told the world how I haue spent my houres I am not certaine because mine eare stood not within reach of their Larums But of this my knowledge cannot faile that in such Consorts many of the Instruments are for the most partout of tune And no maruaile for let the Poet set the note of his Nombers euen to Apolloes owne Lyre the Player will haue his owne Crochets and sing false notes in dispite of all the rules of Musick It fares with these two as it does with good stuffe and a badde Tayler It is not mard in the wearing but in the cutting out The labours therfore of Writers are as vnhappie as the children of a bewtifull woman being spoyld by ill nurses within a month after they come into the world What a number of throwes doe we endure eare we be deliuered and yet euen then tho that heauenly issue of our braine be neuer so faire and so well lymd is it made lame by the bad handling of them to whome it is put to learne to goe if this of mine bee made a cripple by such meanes yet dispise him not for that deformity which stuck not vpon him at his birth but fell vpon him by mis-fortune and in recompence of such favour you shall if your Patience can suffer so long heare now how himselfe can speake PROLOGVE THe Charmes of silence through this Square be throwne That an vn-vsde Attention like a Iewell May hang at euery eare for wee present Matter aboue the vulgar Argument Yet drawne so liuely that the weakest eye Through those thin vailes we hang betweene your sight And this our peice may reach the mistery What in it is most graue will most delight But as in Lantskip Townes and Woods appeare Small a farre off yet to the Optick sence The mind shewes them as great as those more neere So winged Time that long agoe flew hence You must fetch backe with all those golden yeares He stole and here imagine still hee stands Thrusting his siluer locke into your hands There hold it but two howres It shall from Graues Raize vp the dead vpon this narrow floore Swell vp an Ocean with an Armed Fleete And lay the Dragon at a Doues softfeete These Wonders sit and see sending as guides Your Iudgement not your passions passion slides When Iudgement goes vpright for tho the Muse That 's thus inspir'de a Nouell path does tread Shee 's free from foolish boldnes or base dread Loe scorne she scornes and Enuies ranckling tooth For this is all shee does she wakens Truth A Dumb shew HE drawes a Curtaine discouering Truth in sad abiliâ—…ts vncrownd her haire disheueld sleeping on a Rock Time her father attired likewise in black and al his properties as Sithe Hâ—…wreglasse and Wings of the same Cullâ—…r vsing all meanes to waken Truth but not being able to doe it he sits by her and mourns Then enter Friers Bishops Cardinals before the Hearse of a Queen after it Councellors Pentioners Ladies al these last hauing scarses before their eyes the other singing in Latin Trueth suddenly awakens beholding this sight shews with her father arguments of Loy and Exeunt returning presently Time being shifted into light Cullors his properties likewise altred into siluer and Truth Crowned being cloathed in a robespotted with Starres meete the Hearfe and pulling the veiles from the Councellers eyes they wâ—…dring a while and seeming astonished at her brightnes at length embrace Truth and Time depart with them leauing the rest going on This being done Enter Titania the Farie Queene attended with those Councellors and other persons fitting her estate Time and Truth meete her presenting a Booke to her which kissing it shee receiues and shewing it to those about her they drawe out their swordes embracing Truth vowing to defend her and that booke Truth then and Time are sent in and returne presently driuing before them those Cardinals Friers c. that came in before with Images Croziar staues c. They gon certaine graue learned men that had beene banished are brought in and presented to Titania who shewes to them the booke which they receiue with great signes of gladnesse and Exeunt Omnes THE VVHORE of Babylon Empresse of Babylon her Canopie supported by 4. 〈◊〉 2. persons in Pontificall roabes on either hand the one bearing a sâ—…d the other the keies before her 3. Kings crowned behinde her Friers c. Empr. THat we in pompâ—… peace in god like splendor With adoration of 〈◊〉 dazeled eies Should breath thus long and grow so full of daies Be fruitfull as the Vine 〈◊〉 sonnes and daughters All Emperors Kings 〈◊〉 Queenes that like to Cedars Vprising from the breâ—… 〈◊〉 Lyhanus Or Oliues nurst vp by Ierusalem Heightened our glories whilst we held vp them That this
Yourlife You haue it signed rize Pari. May yon Clouds Muster themselues in Armies to confound Him that shall wish you dead hurt or vncrownd Pathenophill with Campeius Par. To run in debt thus basely for a life To spend which had beene glory O most vile The good I reape from this superfluous grace Is but to make my selfe like Casars horse To kneele whilst he gets vp my backe must beare Till the chine crack yet still a seruile feare Must lay more loades on me and presse me downe VVhen Princes giue life they so bind men to 'em That trusting them with too much they vndo'em VVho then but I from steps so low would rise Great fortunes eanrd thus are great Slaueries Snatcht from the common hangmans hands for this To haue my mind feele torture now I see VVhen good dayes come the Gods so seldome giue them That tho we haue them yet we scarce beleeue them Heart how art thou confinde and bard of roome Th art quicke enough yet liuest within a tombe Tita. His name Parth. Campeius Deeply learnd Tit. We heare so But with it heare from some whome we haue weied For iudgement and experience that he caries A soule within him framde of a thousand wheeles ' Yet not one steddy Parthe. It may be the rumor That thus spreades ouer him flowes out of hate Tita. Belieue vs no of his and tothers fate The threedes are too vnlike to haue that wouen Camp To gaine her crowne I le not kneele thus Tita. Besides The haruest which he seekes is reapde already We haue bestowed it Parth. Here then dies our sute Tita. Now shall you trie with what impatience That bay tree will endure a little fire My Lord my Lord Such swelling spirites hid with humble lookes Are kingdoms poysons hung on golden hookes Parth. I hope hee le proue none such Tita. Such men oft proue Valleyes that let in riuers to confound The hils aboue them tho themselues lie drounde My Lord I like not calme and cunning seas That to haue great ships taken or distrest Suffer base gallyes to creepe ore their breast Let course harts weare course skins you know our wil. Parth. Which as a doome diuine I shall fulfill Camp Thrown downe or raizd Parth. All hopes for this are gone ome planet stands in opposition Exeunt Parth. Camp Camp Vmh So. Tita. Now Doctor Paridell Pari. An humble suite I am growne bold finding so free a giuer Where beggers once take almes they looke for 't euer Tita. You ha beene sworne our seruant long Pary Tenne yeares Tita. And we should wrong you since you take vs giuing To let you goe with life that should want liuing What is it we can grant you Pary I ha beene by two great Fayries in your land Opprest I dare not say but so beaten downe And suncke so low now with my last disgrace That all my happy thoughts lie in the dust Asham'd to looke vp yet most humbly therefore Begge I your gratious leaue that I may vary This natiue Aire for Forren Tita. Oh you would trauell You may you haue our leaue Challenge our hand Pary Stormes are at Sea when it is calme at land Exit Fideli Florimell Fidel. The Sea-God hath vpon your maiden shoares On Dolphins backes that pittie men distrest In safetie setta people that implores The Soueraigne mercie flowing from your brest Tita. What people are they Fidel. Neighbours t is the nation The Netherlanders With whome our Faries enterchange commerce And by negotiation growne so like vs That halfe of them are Fayries th' other halfe Are hurtfull Spirits that with sulphurous breath Blast their corne feilds deface their temples cloth their townes in mourning poyson hallowed founts And make their goodliest Citties stand like tombes Full of dead bodies or like pallaces From whence the Lords are gone all desolate They haue but 17. danghters young and faire Vowd to liue vestalls and to know the touch Of any forced or vnreuerend hand Yet Lust and Auarice to get their dowers Lay barbarous seidge against their chastitie Threaten to rauish them to make their bodies The tempâ—…es of polution or their bedds Graues where their honors shall lie buried They pray to haue their virgins wait on you That you would be their mother and their nurse Their Guardian and their Gouernour when Princes Haue their liues giuen'em fine and golden threds Are drawne and spun for them by the good fates That they may lift vp others in low states Tit. Els let our selfe decline giue them our presence In mysery all nations should be kin And lend a brothers hand vsher them in Exeunt Stood here my foes distrest thus would I grieue them Not how they ha bin but how I might relieue them Parthenophill Path. Your good deeds matchlesse Fayrie like the Sun Rising but onely in this poynâ—… of heauen Spred through the world So that a Prince made wretched By his vnhappy father that lies slaine By barbarous swords and in his goary wounds Drownes all the hopes of his posteritie Hether is like an orphan come from farre To get reliefe and remedie gainst those That would defeat him of his portion Tita. Pittie aâ—…d we had talke before you came She hath not taken yet her hand from ours Nor shall shee part vntill those higher powers Behold that Prince good workes are theirs not ou'rs Goe bid him trust his misery in our hands Great trees I see do fall when the shrub stands Exeunt Fideli Florimell the states of the countries Parthenophill Elfyron the Prince of Portugal To the States Auxilio tutos diâ—…ittam opibusque Iuâ—…abo Non ignara mali miseris succurrâ—… disco Exeunt The third King to the King of Portugall 3. King Stands my beard right the gowne I must looke graue White haires like siluer cloudes a priuiledge haue Not to be search'd or be suspected fowle Make away those 2. turne coates Suite me next Like to a Sattin diuell brauely flie Your sayles shape be here immediatly Enter So excellent a subtile masque all 's fit This very cap makes my head swell with wit Mongst souldiers I haue plaid the souldier Bin mutinous raild at the State cursd peace They walke with crosse-armes gaping for a day Haue vnder-shorde their eie-lids like trap windows To keep them open and with yawning eares Lie listning on flocke bolsters till rebellion Beat vp her drum this lards me fat with laughter Their swords are drawn halfe way all those throats That are to bleed are mark'd and all those doores Where ciuill Massacres murders di'd in graine Spoile riflings and sweet rauishments shall enter Haue tokens stamp'd on them to make 'em knowne More dreadfull then the Bils that preach the plague From them with oyl'd hammes lap'd in seruile blew I stole and fil'd out wine of Babylon To liue things made of clods poore countrey sots And drunke they are whole shires with it do reele Poysons run smooth because men sweetnes feele Now to my schoole-men Learnings