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heart_n	begin_v	love_n	love_v	2,171	5	6.3452	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A61310	The step-mother a tragi-comedy acted with great aplause at the theatre in Little Lincolns-Inne-Fields by His Highness the Duke of York's servants.	Stapylton, Robert, Sir, d. 1669.	1664 (1664)	Wing S5261; ESTC R14195	41,954	104

them Give me the Picture I 'l undo my self To be reveng'd on thee such pow'rfull Reasons I 'l give my Friend against thee he shall take up Thy scorn and thou as he does now shalt sigh When Filamor enjoyes a greater Beauty And say That matchless Prince was once my Servant Enter Filamor talking with Brianella Cae. Well I have all I would have here 's the Picture And there 's your Man look yo● to your Ingagement She give● Adolph the Picture Exit Caesarina Filamor Dance with me Caesarina dance with me One name may sound at distance like another Did she name me Madam excuse my doubts I do believe you yet so great an honour To me so unexpected on the suddain Puzzled my faith I owe to Brianeila For the first newes that makes me Fortunate Bri. But Sir you must conceal th Intelligence Or else you 'l lose your Spie Fil. I 'd rath●r lose Verulam B●i You 'r not like to keep it long aside But to tell that is out of my Commission I take my humble leave Fil. Far●well sweet Maid Compar'd to me how happy art thou Adolph When Violinda gives thee a denial She grieves th●e with so much Civility Ad. Your sister ●arri●s it the handsom●r Mine like a Tigr●sse shews an angry fore-head Her fury light●ns in her eyes your Si●●●r Poisons me like a Polititian smiling Long since I 'd burst but for this Antidote Our Friendship Filamor Emb●aces Fil. Our Friendship Adolph Is a feli●ity which ballances All our misfortunes Ad. Love it self gives place To Frien●ship in my Herauldry Fil. Take heed How you set up Friendship against Love Adolph Love is a God Ad. He is and we are Men Who importune the Gods and give them trouble With Pray'rs and Sacrifices for our Loves But what Wives they will prove Heav'n only knows We may pray for a curse and some kind God May crosse us for a blessing let me tell you As I do love you truly I suspect My Sister Fil. Ha! Ad. Did I say I suspect Fil. That was a Princely che●k upon his tongue Ad. I know my Sister will be no good Wife Fil. If any man but Adolph ●old me so I should not be thus patient Ad. In plain terms I know my Sister will be an ill Wife Fil. Is 't madnesse or is't envy that asp●rses Thy Sister Ad. Wherefore do you furle your brow I tell you Caesarina is not worth A thought of Filamor's Fil. Unsay thy words Whilst we are friends Ad. If you remember her Let it be so as we remember Tyrants For th'evill they have done Fil. Be wise betimes Kneel and beg pardon of thy Sister's virtue Y●t we are friends Ad. Therefore I am oblig'd To disabuse you Fil. Friendship up to heaven From whence thou cam'st against this Enemy The Common Enemy of Love and Virtue I draw the Swor● of Justice Fil. drawes Ad. H●ar me out A● drawes Before I set this Seal upon thy hearing What Fury strikes out th●t clear light thy R●ason Ar● you so blind so obstinately blind You will not see a dreadful Pr●cipice When I point to it If you 'l not believe Your Fri●nd you have before your ●yes the sad Example of your Fath●r good old man How like a child is he aw'd by my Mother There 's twenty thousand Mothers in my Sister Already she b●gins her tyrannous reign And mak●s you more a child than your weak Fath●r Or else you would have more Sence then to love On● that scorns you I 've done Fil. And I begin First let me joy my self for cancelling The long misplac'd relation of a Friend To so unnatural a Brother then Thou stranger to my heart in thy heart's blood I 'l wash off the durt cast upon thy Sister Not love her Why because she scorns me fool I would not love her if she did not scorn One of no merit Ad. Then you do her wrong To move my Sister for one of no merit Fil. Unworthy man that which thou would'st destroy My Love to her creates i● me a Merit Ad. Alas poor Filamor to deceive thy self What curious Art thou hast what subtile non-cense A merit and no Merit and for this The fast an● loose the Juggle of a Word Thou draw'st upon thy friend Fil. Dear friend forgive me Som●thing you said which concern'd Caesarina That put m● into passion what it was I have fo●got but as 't is state● now I must confesse I blush to find my self In this off●n●●ve posture Ad. Put not up Your sword for you may fight and you may chuse Will you relinquish all pretence of love To Caesarina Fil. Not whilst I 've a sword And strength to guide to thy heart A● ' T●● well I 'm glad to hear that you are so resolved You may fight bu● Filamor if you do You shall fight with my Sister For this Picture A part of F●lamor and Adolph's All I p●omis'd ●aesari●a to perswade you With ●y be●● oratory to relinquish Your lov● to h●r I ●ave perform'd and you B●fore lik● a rough Dia●ond only rich In my belief t●us polish'd strikes ●y eyes Ama●'d to m●et so glorious a surprize Filamor's ●stimate is trebbl●d now In Adolph's valuation and by this time You have y●t more advantage by your triall For Caesarina's heart I warrant ●akes For fear I should prevail Fil. She meant I hope I flatter not my self to try if she Might vent●re on me any further Grace Then th' honour she intends me at my Mask To dance with me Ad. That 's some kindness yet my Sister Has but one fault she thinks Love is below her But Friend if from so high a pitch h●r Pride Can stoop to any Husband sh●'s thy Bride Exeu●t Actus Tertius Enter Brianella at one Door at another Fromund like a Witch Bri. THis is th' appointed place th●re's the Mark-Beech And the old Witch too luck an 't be thy will A General I beseech thee gracious B●ldam Mother you are a Woman of your word Fro. O ●y good Daughter neither Man nor Woman Will break their word with you show me your hand Off with your Glove Ay marry Child if Caesar Were now our Lord he would send for his Guards That watch th' Arabian Trees and set them Centree Upon this Balm Bri. A Complemental Hag aside How come you to be such a Courtier Mother Fro. I shall be catch'd First Daughter I pray resolve me Did never any Gentleman at Court Tell you your Fortune Bri. Yes Fro. Then if your Hand Can turn a Courtier to a Fortune-Teller Why may 't not make us Fortune-Tellers Courtiers Bri. A pleasant Witch what Compasses do you Mean to survey my Hand with your Glass-eyes Come on with them First how long sha●● I li●e Fro. Here 's a deep Life-line without Cross or Break Ten twenty thirty you 'l live till you be Just a year older then am I a hundr●d Fromund with his ●ompasses measures her Vi●al Line Bri That 's long enough shall I b●

He has Valour such as might For the whole World safely fight Wisdome which could rule it too But he 's Just and will not do For a thousand Worlds one Wrong Never did his spirit long On another Prince's Throne By meer Pow'r to raise his own And so far for any ends Is he from destroying Friends Th at ev'n his Enemies confesse His Mercy to the Mercilesse Make this Just King your Pattern Pon. Saw●y fool She strikes the Commission out of his hand Deliver your Commission we shall chuse A Generall not a Tutor Crisp. Humbly thus He layes down his Commission at her feet My publique Person I put off and pray That as a private man I may be heard Pon. But not for your Commission young man You have a Successor he 's in my ●ye Capito's our Generall Cris. For him I move In reference to your safety that you 'l put him Into immediate Action else you 'r lost For if I understand the Bard you lie Open to Filamor your plot 's betray'd Your life at stake the Question is not now On what ill Grounds you have begun but how Being ingag'd you may preserve your Self That 's a Just Cause in which your nicest Subject May draw his Sword with honour Pon. And who worthier In a Just Cause to be our Generall Then noble Crispus There take your Commission Cris. No Madam as the Romans manumit Their Slaves you have freed Crispus with a blow You struck me as men strike their swounding friends To bring me to my Senses hitherto Devotion to your service first and then My own concern both as to Fame and Fortune Gave me the trouble of distracted hopes Now all the lines of my Ambition Meet in one little point touch●d by your hand I centre in my Self fix'd to enjoy The pleasure of a private life retirement From splendor and from Care which pr●sses in To gilded Rooms Porters at Prince's Gates Could never keep out Care and Fear two strangers To low-rooft Houses where I 'l live and dye Pon. Will Crispus do a Service to his Prince With such disservice as to let me know My Cause is just and make the World suspect it By quitting the Imployment Cris. Pardon me Should the Gods send their winged Messenger With that Commission and all their Hands to it The Go●s should pardon me He offers to go Pon. Stay if he goes In my Attempt I can proceed no further We may use valiant Rogues to do a Murder aside But Polititians are concern'd to find Persons of Wort● when Conquests are design'd Crispus how high a value I have for thee Let my great Heart demonstrate which descends B●low it self to an acknowledgment That I have wrong'd theee Cris. When I serve again I 'l take up your Commission Pon. So obstinate Then I stand up my self your Prince Accept it From my Command Cris. You may command my Head My Hand shall be my Subject Pon. Yet hear Reason Though you 'l not hear your Prince you censure m● For secking to destroy a Family For a Boy 's words yet for a Woman's words And she your Sovegraign you can dispense With Loyalty in your self abandoning Your Prince to her awaken'd Enimies Cris. Justly I am rebuk'd upon my knee He takes up the Commission I beg your pardon and accept your favour Longer to hold you in discourse were dangerous To your Affairs I take my humble leave Now that your Sword is in my Hand again It shall not freeze I 'l strike a suddain blow Fortune's swift-turning Wheel deceives the slow Exit Crispus Pon. Capito you perceive that in our Army You hold the second Place to have the first At the next Vacancy Capi. Let me serve your Highness In any Place 't is to my hand alike To bear a Truncheon or to trail a Pike Exit Capito Bri. Other men are Fles● and Blood the General Fire Here were a Husband now if one could catch him Old Witch I 'l venture at thy Lottery All my Gold but I 'l draw a General Pon. The suddain blow t is I must strike not Crispus Before he comes Filamor may be fled Filamor's the Bard's Fox Crispus my Lion Valiant but generous I know he 'l seize But that 's all for he 'l never kill the Prey Nor can I bare-fac'd do 't that Foxe's case Shall piece this Lion's skin Go Brianella Bid Caesarina meet me at the Poplars I 've new Instructions for her she must smooth Her fore-head when she looks upon the Prince Do you seek him out and tell Filamor You 'r not sent by my Daughter nor forbid To let her know after his Mask if he Take her out she 'l dance with him Bri. I 'l acquaint him Pon. The Gods are bound in Honour to perform What they have promis'd by the British Bard. Bri. My life upon 't Pon. Filamor's life 's upon 't And my Hand shall revenge his base affront Exeunt Enter Caesarina and Violinda with Picture-Tablets in their hands Viol. If with our Pictures we could change our selves I would be you Would you be Violinda Caesarina And never wish to be my self again If I were Violinda I 'd not Change With Caesarina for the World to boot But Violinda were you Caesarina You would not love your Brother Filamor Vio. What would he care for my hate when you lov'd him Cae. My love would hardly please him were we chang'd For I should be his Sister you his Mistress And you would be no kinder then I am But here 's my Brother Enter Adolph Vio. Then I take my leave Adolph Madam you fly from me as if our Hearts Mov'd upon Needles touch'd by th' opposite Poles Of the Celestial Loadstone Love yet may I mention it to you Vio. From that I fly And not from you I 've an Esteem for you As Brother to my Friend but till she love My Brother when you mention love to me I shall retire Exit Violinda Ad. You see how I 'm concern'd To be my Friend's Sollicitor in his Suit Cae. Sollicit me for your Mistresse's Picture Ad. Have you her Picture that 's some comfort yet This Violinda and I will never part Cae. Hold you 'r not like to meet but on Conditions Ad. Have I not Sign'd a Blank fill you it up With yo●r own Articles Cae. First you shall promise Never more to move me for Filamor Ad. You are not sure you cannot be in earnest Cae. No promise Sir no Picture Ad. I am silenc'd Let Filamor's own Merits speak for him Come Cae. Not so hasty Secondly Ad. Have you A pair of these Commands Cae. You shall ingage To use your best endeavours to perswade Filamor to relinquish his pretence Of Love to me Ad. And all this for a Picture Would y' have me loose like Aesop's Dog the substance With catching at the Shadow You know Sister On Filamor's hope of you depends my hope Of Violinda Cae. Let what will depend These are your Termes Ad. You think I 'l not accept