Brass and what Wilt thou sayes she that hast given up thy name To me go wanton in the Courts soft pleasures When yet the field is cover'd with thy Army And new attempts resolv'd Alk. Heare heare her sir. Mâ—r. Then filial duty calls loud from the Temple T' obey is your chiefe honour the contrary Would fix more staines upon your Name then all The Ottoman blood could you set it a Tilt Could ever wash away O strait who sayes not To go is Cowardize to stay Rebellion Ema Excuse me sir were it not blasphemy 'Gainst our great 7 MITHRA to say the Sun wants light When he doth but keep state in gloomy dayes No no your Highness have possess'd the world Enough with your known valour now no spot Will stick to you besides who knows your business Your Highness going may be necessary And so your journey give more honour to you Then kicking ope this Towns Gates with your foot Met. O' th' other side some handsome excuse may Give satisfaction to the King till this Design be over and not incur displeasure Ema It may so yet why should our Lord the Prince Run that hazard his stay may do him hurt In losing th' opportunity of some Action Sure of concernment else the King would not Have sent knowing the weight of his work here Or worse it may provoke his Fathers anger At least suspition His going cannot harm him This Plot is so contriv'd as we may act it Nor need the common Souldier know he 's gone Put one into his Armour to disguize it When he is there if the affair be urgent 'T is well he went if not he may return To us before the Action Mâ—r. I 'm confirm'd Obedience possesses me all over I le up and down again quick as your thought If I be forc't to stay go on and prosper But duty bears me not faster to him Then Love and honour shall again to you And so adieu my Lords Ema Heaven keep your Highness Elc. Go safe Met. And safe return Hyd. And well as safe BELTAZAR EMANGOLY ELCHEE METHICVLI Hâ—DASPVS ALKAHEM MATZED BENEFIAN HAil my Lord Duke of Shiras Ema My Lord BELTAZAR What wind wast drave hither trow In secret Elc. No good one You may be confident Bel. Save you my Lords Ema O my apprehensive soul I 'd give Aside An eye my Lord the Prince were here again Bel. 'T is thus in short my Lords His Majestie Dreading some sickness growing strong upon him Hyd. He was in health even now Aside Alk. Stay sir observe Bel. Thought good to send down for his Sonne the Prince The staffe of his old age to be about him And has done me the honour to command me Hither to stand in joynt Commission over Th' Army with you My Lord EMANGOLY My honour'd Colleague Ema Your standing is my fall Aside Bel. My Lords methinks I see and grieve to see Something like Discontent in all your faces Ema I 'm justly proud sir to be joyned with So eminent a Vertue but this in this Conjuncture of time I think was ill advis'd Now when the Army is neer worried out In a long war to tear their darling from them Will rellish ill Ben. I 'l up and turn Platonick Met. And I Stoick Mat. I le to my Farm and there They whisper Sow Mustard-seed the Prince gone farewell Arms. Elc. This is a trick the Prince nere dreamt of it Alk. A bait to lure him up and lodge him O. Ema My Lord his Highness ere we lost him laid The Plat-form of a Plot to gain this City By a surprize till that be done wil't please you To keep close your Commission lest th'novelty Disturbs the Action Bel. Sir I 'l be advis'd In this and all things by your better judgement Met. We all do know our duties let 's attend them Ema Go then my Lords I 'l follow or I thinke We had as good let this adventure fall 'T was but to please the Prince Bel. Sir as you please I 've some dispatches those over I am yours EMANGOLY ELCHEE METHICULI HYDASPUS ALKAHEM MATZED BENEFIAN THe Prince call'd up to stay and one sent down To take his place and that a Courtier too Plot of some Turk to ruine Persia By striking her good Genius Impudent head Worthy a thousand thunderbolts that durst Once mention it why stay we in the Army There 's not a Captains place now to be given But some Court-Madam must dispose it to Perhaps some little leg'd Gentleman-Usher Ben. Or decay'd Stallion Elc. Though we toil'd and sweat To purchase honour for the Prince we will not That BELTAZAR shall share with us Ema Shall I Be coupled now after so many Triumphs With a Court Spaniell I 'le let the Turk in first Say my good Lords what can you shrug and fawn And complement your Generall is a Courtier Now you must fight in method exercise Your men as in a Dance Met. Pox let all fall Hyd. Best call MOZENDRA back and le ts do nothing Mat. But mutiny Elk. Or at beâ—t raise the Siege Ema The shame wil not be ours but the dul Kings That knowes â—ot how to prize a worthy Son Omneâ— With all our hearts Met. Let'â—hold together then And we are safe Ema You are an Oracle The King shall know that nothing shall be done Lesse we be pleas'd and have again his Son BELTAZAR SELEUCUS SELEUCUS is thy Post upon his wings T' inform thy master of the Princes coming Sel. My Lord I have dispatch'd him Bel. Prethee stay him For my Packet Sel. My Lord I 'l after him Bel. Do so and then the King shall know he must not Pull down his Son and let these great ones stand That are but his dependents pieces of him They 're grown too great to obey any but Their Prince and will not brook my rising ore them And yet to speak my conscience they 're but honest And do but what I should yet now that is not The way to thrive and so may well be lov'd And wished but not practis'd without losse As he that fells an Elm must also fell The Ivy Vine and under shrubbs that dwell Beneath his shade and cling in loving sort About his bole some but for their support Some to suck sap from him So who 'd remove A Prince or great man strong i th' Peoples love Must strike his followers too A mighty man Doth never fall alone no more then can The beams and columns of a Palace and The Rafters and the sparrs unmoved stand CHORUS WHat dire effects evill Counsell workes Even to unhinging greatest states It doth allure with specious baits But underneath foul Poison lurkes The Prince to please a factious few Must rob himself even of his best Of friends and discontent the rest Which he may ever after rue This happens when the Princes ear Is open droâ—n'd in soft delight Unto the bosom Favorite Or undermining Flatterer How hard and difficult a thing Almost above the power of man Or
beside Mâ—r. Pretty ignorance thou goest but before Wee soon will follow thee In the mean time There shalt thou meet thy Uncle and great Grandsire They will make much of thee and shew thee all The glories there the green and fragrant fields Ripe fruits that ne'r decay Soft melting songs And Carolls of the Golden-feather'd birds Shall lull thee asleep then shalt thou wake agen To see the Nymphs and Virgins dance about The silver Rivers they shall take thee in And make thee Mistris of their sprightly Revells Fat Would I were there if you would follow but I 'l not be there without your company Mir. I 'l follow thee sweet heart when I have got Revenge enough upon the doting Tyrant Mean while ONEMESISâ— see I obey thee in secret Act thou my shaking hands and be my Goddesse Go thou before me and prepare my way Iff. O Heavens Sof O Gods what fury 's this He takes Fatyma by the neck breakes it and swings her about The Princesse Soffie and Iffida in vain hang about him to save the child Nym. My Lord my Lord 't is FATYMA you kill Mir. I therefore kill her because FATYMA She could not die more innocent nor I Get better vengeance on the Tyrants head Lie thee there till another comes Fat O O He throws her down She dies Nym. Ah me sweet babe is all the world turn'd Monster Sof Ah! my dear Sister Mir. SOFFIE come hither No Nym. Fly dear SOFFIE Iff. Fly fly my Lord Mir. Come hitheâ— or be wretched The Princesse and Iffida fall a clâ—fing of Fatyma till seâ—ing the Prince groap after Soffie too they rise hold him till Soffie escape Nym. O my Lord Why will you wrong your vertue thus to murder These pieces of your selfe Mir. Because the Tyrant Loves them and lov'd he me I 'd kill my self too But since he doth not I will live to spighâ— him The'world too little to satiate my revenge Sof Page Guard ope ope O ope the doors and save me FARRABAN PAGE Guard To them RUn down sir run that way Hoâ—ror and Furies To Soffie Mir. Take you all dogs wher 's SOFFIE Far. Escap'd From your wild rage Mir. My curse shall overtake him Far. We'd best bind him Pag. Hold gently gently sir. Nym. Ah! the sweet soul is fled fled She chafes Fatyma again never never O never to return Iff. Ah. sweetest Mistris Mir. Then carry her to my Father as my Presenâ— 'T wil make my peace with him he 'l love me now For doing this Act 't is so like his own Far. 'T will make all good men Pag. Pray sir speak not to him Mir. Look down look down great Uncles Ghost and see Where ABBAS Jewell lies 32 the sight will give thee A riper joy then thou dist feele when thy Dread hand struck off CARAEMIT's proud head 'T is I that must revenge my self and you Come Page attend me to my Dungeon There will I boast my parcell Vengeance And study more and ruine th' whole Creation But I will make the Tyrant hang himself Far. Good Heavens how rage Bears men out of themselves Nym. Bring in the precious body IFFIDA I cannot yet bewail her fate nor mine Too great for words is my vast misery Small Griefes make men lament Great stupify SOFFIE METHICULI O My good good Lord the saddest accident My Father has kill'd with his own hands my Sister The Castle is all in an uproar at it In which I escap'd else he had kill'd me too Met. Thank Heaven you have so come my Lord this is No place for talk quick let us hast away Sof Fast as you please my honour'd Lord whither EMANGOLY VASCO He muffles Soffi in his Cloak and carries him away WHat horrours seize me that the world should thus Be all abandon'd to the furies envy Sure this is but to cheat us Vas. No my Lord Though CLOE told it with such confidence The horror was not able to perswade me Till first I ran to OMAY'S Garden House There the Conspirators are all to meet The house preparing and the entertainment Ema Dire discoveries VASCO this you 'l swear And with your blood maintain Vas. I will sir. Ema Come then Though banished I 'l venture to the King And break his hasty order for his good How happy art thou to discover this Thou shalt be Persia's Genius she shall pay Devotions to thee and how blest am I To be an instrument to save my Country O Heaven how bounteous art thou to mankind When we rush on to ruine mad and blind Thou cast's a bit upon our furious hast To curb us for our good and from our wast Preserve us 'gainst our wills Whence is it whence That the world stands but from thy providence Truth-loving JOVE Thou wilt not suffer wrong However great to go unpunisht long Or although long to us and to sense past All hope yet full-paid vengeance comes at last Thy certain Justice ever ready stands And though she ' has leaden feet she ' has Iron hands CHORUS A Passion stronger then the rest No more call love Since dire revenge in a wrong'd breast More strong doth prove She breaks all bands for her desire Blood is her food She treads down all things in her ire Though just or good Ore love it selfe she triumpht hath Oft having forc't Fierce hands in the dear bloud to bath Which they lov'd most The fierce Odrysian Queen to take Revenge upon Her husband for her sisters sake Butcher'd her son As to the wood a Tygresse wild A Fawn doth trail She drag'd to a close room the child Where nought avail His tears his banishments or both To calm her blood Revenge stood by gnashing her teeth Expecting food O rage of women though the boy T' her bosom clung She him nor turn'd her face away Stab'd as he hung He kis't she stab'd O dire reward His kisses got The pavements blusht with blood besmear'd Though she did not This proves not she her sister priz'd Before her Boy But that all are by rage despis'd For cruell joy And that revenge might ore men too Her Triumphs see We have a Father late did doe As much as she A Father by his held in thrall His daughter kill'd 'Cause her the Grandsire above all Things precious held Since his revenge could reach no more O rages sway The Jewell of this soul he tore From him away Carelesse so him himself to strike Hope flatter'd so What that to PROGNE's this the like T' his Sire would doe Go innocent Princesse Martyr go Of Rage and Fate And in thy checker'd Grove below Embrace thy Mate ITYS and FATYMA there shall cling Into a pair Him sweetest birds shall ever sing And MUSES her Impute not thou the crime O JOVE And breach of Lawes To th' Actor but to them that gave The cruell cause Act. V. FATYMA's Funerall passes over the Stage Six Virgins â—earers ABBAS MAHOMET ALLY-BEG BELTAZAR FLORADELLA OLYMPA EARINA c. Chief Mourners A Funerall
ELEGIE sung to the Harp GRief and Horror seize on all From the Suns rise to his fall But in in sighs no breath be spent No voice heard but to lament In each face the cause is read FATYMA and Beauty's dead SOL disturb not sorrows night She gone none deserves thy light And ther 's none now whose eye may Bright as hers did gild thy Ray. Birds that did your songs forbear Hers with more delight to hear And did still expecting stand Notes from her voice meat her hand You again may sing alone You 'l be heard now she is gone To her name your voices set And ne'r sing a note but that Flowerâ— droop your leaves and wither You no more her hand shall gather Wither wither for there 's none Worth a Garland she being gone Water Nymphs that in a maze Oft have stopt your sports to gaze At her sitting on your banks Or else tripping ore their cranks In a Dance with odorous feet And a grace as VENUS sweet Weep her losse weep more you 'l ne'r See your selves out-done by her Weep till you thaw melting mourn Till into your streams you turn Winds let sighs henceforth consume yee Her breath shall no more perfume yee Be astonish'd thou O Earth Thou hast lost thy fairest birth See! see all the charm obey Into night is shrunk the day The Sun mourns or to judge right He wants her to give him light Birds have learnt her name and now Hark! they sing 't on every bough Of the flowers some decay Others wither quite away Or if any beauty have Still they keep it for her grave Grief has turn'd the Primrose pale Lillies droop and all bewail Down the Violet hangs her head All the Roses tears have shed Cups full have each Daffadil Down along the cheeks they trill Of the rest and trembling there Hang true Pearles for sorrows wear Fountains weep winds sigh her fall Earth is stupified withall Onely Gods from grief refrain Since earths losse is Heavens gain For since she arriv'd at Heaven Now the Graces number 's even Abb. No more let bold Philosophers denie That Vertues are from Nature since here â—ies An heap of Beauties with more graces born Then Education or Art ere gave The longest liver Once a divine soul â—nform'd that curious Body and so acted â—t to all good that Heaven envied Earth Th' enjoyment of it therefore took it home As bright as when she lent it the fair modell And now it shines the brightest star she has But why so soon good Heaven hast dispossess'd Earth of her glory Is 't because you mean To call the Chaos back again and she The soul o th' world must first be tane away Day must depart before soul night can come Or fail'd your Power could you not make the summer And Autumn of her Age as glorious As her sweet Spring and so destroy'd it quite Or doubted you she would engrosse all hearts All loves and make us think there was no Heaven No Paradise but her and her sweet favour So jealous of your Honour took her hence No but now that her viper Father had Given up his name to mischief and Rebellion That all that 's good of him might fall she must And fall his crime but O that crime alone Had he no more should sink his monstrous head Below the deepest Hell I punish him Not now for crimes committed against me But 'gainst himself these I could have forgiven And Nature almost now had won me to it But this dire murder of my joy and comfort Has chas't away all pitty from my thoughts And arm'd my heart and hand with torments for him Who will not crush the worme that eats his Rose Goe FARRABAN lade the inhumane Monster With pondrouâ— chains as heavy as his guilt Remove all comforts from him pine his carkasse Till his own flesh be his abhorred food He may as well devour that as this Tell him we 'l study Torments for him Torments Witty and requisite as he wishes us Deliver th' message to him in words fit For a just anger great as ours is 'T will be some comfort to this innocents soul To see her murderers blood poured upon Her divine ashes Pardon glorious Ghost For now devotion 's due to thy bright lustre That we mix with thy sacred dust a blood So tainted yet 't is but thy sacrifice You FARRABAN see SOFFIE be regain'd Again you 'd best I wonder at your neglect Of care to guard so great Prisoner Far. My Liege I' th aproar when the guards were all Employ'd to stop the Princes frantick rage He made escape Abb. Well see he be sought out Lead on and enrich Earth with Heavens envy MIRZA PAGE GReat NEMESIS now have I sacrific'd To thee the best of Creatures Persia had If the old Tyrant feeleth but the wound I have mine ends and thou a feast of blood Pag. But sir I fear the blow you gave through her Will fall most heavy on your self and make Him more incens'd Mir So he but feels a grief I 'l triumph in my pains and scorn his worst MIRZA PAGE FARRABAN WHo 's that Pag. 'T is FARRABAN in his looks I see Revenge and Torments threatned Mir. Tut Far. Sir the King Mir. Peacâ— thou most impudent tongue Call him not King but dotard Tyrant Serpent Go on Far. Commands me to deliver's wrath To you in thunder Pardon the messenger He threats you with Strapadoes Famine Tortures Cunning and cruell for your dire deed Mâ—r. I thank his Tyrantship return thou him From me many curses but how took he His minions death Far. As he would do the sight Of his own Executioner heavily His life-blood seem'd to stream from 's aged eyes Horror to seize his Limbs and grief his soul. He tore his silver hair beat 's reverend breast Threw himself prostrate on the loved body And curs'd his starrs the killing newes is like To do as much for him as for the old PANDION the like act of PROGNE's did He slights his meat seems wholly given over To sorrow and revenge Mir. Io Io PAEAN Sing victory sing victory my soul I 'm Conquerour I 've vanquish't the stern Tyrant In a great deed 'bove th' horror of his own Now I can make him grieve I 'l make him bleed Bleed next dog Goaler bleed his damned soul To air which will turn to Pestilence And poyson and infect the cursed world He has but yet a tast of what I 'l do Far. Sir sir we 'l keep you from all further outrage Pag. Be civill villain to your Royal Master Far. He must excuse me I 'm but an Officer Mâ—r. O' th Devills Traytor do thy drudgery Far. He has commanded me to load your limbs With weighty gyves and famish your stout stomach Pag. The Devill has Mir. His gyves are ornaments To me and Famine that I fear not slave I 'l feed on my revenge Come bring thy fetters I will adore them as a lover does His Ladies favours Pag.
and wasts Alk. How can it be but so when such a Sun As this appears drowning her sickly light MIRZA EMANGOLY ELCHEE METHICULI HYDASPVS ALKAHEM MATZED MOZENDRA BENEFIAN MY Lords this City stands stiffe in our way But none I hope have any other thoughts Then tempting of our stars till the proud Turrets Bow to our feet and sink in vengefull flames For why should she ere boast a brighter fate Then her as potent sisters that now kisse Our yoak and humbly truckle under us Ema And so shall she and glory in the bondage For to be slave to you is next to win This my Lord ALKAHEM wisely advis'd Should be our first addresse unto your Highnesse Mir. He spoke my thoughts or rather I in him Alk. This I the rather was induc'd to do Because since the two Mines we sprung last day And five former assaults prov'd unsuccessfull And all your Messages met a Rejection I humbly now conceive no storm or scale So fit to be attempted as some stratagem To be advis'd of Mir. Give us but a hint Alk. An 't please your Royall Highness the last sally 'T was my fortune to make two young men Prisoners Whom by their civill fashion and demeanour I judg'd and found to be men of the Book Rather engag'd by novelty to see Something of war then any way expert In these rough meetings these I had into My Tent where being well warm'd with 4. Shiras wine They fell into a freedom of discourse And among other things assured me They in the City had receiv'd a Promise From OSMANHELI their old Governour Of succours within four dayes for which service He was prepar'd and stay'd but for some Gallies And Frigots to convoy him and inable him To passe through our Fleet which Navy he had A good assurance would attend him shortly And these are th' onely hopes hold up their hearts And keep their Gates shut 'gainst your Royal Highness Neither is this discovery the effect But of their drink for sober they confirm it Elc. The same a Page of mine lately their Prisoner Who mad's escape in the same sally told me He learnt i th' Town Mat. It is the generall voice Among the meaner Prisoners who hug their Condition and joy they are with us That they may eat again famine within Rages so strongly Moz Hopes of this supply They say do onely keep the Town from uproar Ben. The starved Souldiers fly upon their Leaders And cry with a half hollow voice Bread Bread For heavens sake Bread when shall we eat again They answer do but smell upon your Matches Four dayes longer then by th' life of 5 MORAT If no help comes we 'l make our best conditions Met. It seems 't is a conceit strongly believ'd That they shall have reliefe Alk. Believ'd my Lord They every hour trace the sands the walls They climb and Turrets peep through Prospectives And if they but descry a Sea-gull 't is A Sail and if a flock O that 's the Navy Till lost again they chide their credulous faith And curse the two crosse winds till their own sighs But make them stronger to defeat their joyes Hyd. I had the guard last night and intercepted A messenger in disguise from the said OSMAN With Letters sown in 's 6 Tulipant spoke the same These be the Letters and the Postscript fixes The time two dayes or three at farthest Mâ—r. Good And you conceive now we may send a Party Fresh flourishing in the Enemies Colours who By this pretence may gain perhaps admittance And so surprize the Town Ema 'T is probable Alk. 'T is certain Mat. Nay 't is more 't is done already Mâ—r. Well since you 've such a confidence we 'l try it The Prince lightly peruses the Letters then gives them to the Lords who hand them from one to another You my good Lord METHICVLI shall command In this design to whom we 'l joyne your Regiment HYDASPVS and yours ALKAHEM and yours MATZED Met. Our care shall not be wanting Mir. Have the Brigads Ready t'imbarque by the first light o'th'morning In the mean time we 'l send unto our Admirall That riding in the gulph blocks up the Town To bring ships down unto the Haven this night For to transport you in those must you wing With Turkish Flags and Streamers and acquaint him With the adventure that you passe the Fleet In the next night yet not without some skirmish To work the greater confidence ith'City That you are foes to us and their recruits Yet least discovery frustrates the project Keep your selves whole that you may so make good Your quick retreat You my Lord ELCHEE At the same time shall storm on the Land side To give the greater terrour and diversion To the Towns strength so fortune aid the attempt My selfe and you EMANGOLY will be ready Either to enter with the Horse or succour Our friends if they be forc'd to a retreat Alk. If this succeeds ' â—is but our keeping up The Turkish Colours on the Towers awhile And we shall so traine in the succours sent For th'Towns reliefe who ignorant of its taking Once landed can't scape us Mâ—r. Grasp not too much Ema The Action promises well To Elchee in secret Ben. My Lord SELEVCVS Attends without Elc. Sir you 'l oblige me if You 'l please to bring him in and I 'l present him Mâ—r. MOZENDRA let it be your care to make Our Admirall know our project and desire Of Ships from him Mâ—z Sir I am gone about it SELEVCVS To them ALl hail Elc. May 't please your Grace this Gentleman Is come from Court with Letters for your Highnesse From your dread Father Mir. He is welcome Sir How fares our Royall Father Sel. By me he sends Your Highnesse twenty thousand blessings and Is kept in health if but by the relation Of your renown which gives him hourly musick So gratefull to his Majesty is your fame Mir. We 'l study to requite his love with duty Met. My Lord HYDASPVS and you ALKAHEM He delivers his Letters to the Prince kisses his hand and retires The Prince opens reads them to himselfe And you MATZED will all be sure to bring Down to the Haven before the Moon arises Your Regiments where you shall find me ready To lead you aboard the Ships I need not doubt They being my MOZENDRA'S care Hyd. Do'nt doubt me Alk. Nor me Mat. Nor me He starts Mâ—r. Sure I red not right Hyd. His message likes him not Mir. O for an Augur Ema Good heaven what an Oglio of thoughts His Highnesse has in 's face Mat. He reads disturbance In very line Ben. What bold blind fate dares thwart him Mir. 'T is so Well Souldiers may'nt dispute their orders My Lord I 've here commands come from my Father Forthwith to wait upon him and I dare Think nothing but obedience But O in What a Dilemma between duty and honour Stand I Honour calls to me from the house Of Fame built all of sounding
their Ladies hand He ore himselfe triumphing first Dares chance and envy doe their worst And keeping still his own even height Fall Fortune heavie fall she light He 'l never make to th'standers by Too low a moan or haughty cry But wisely can her fawning slight And then as bravely scorn her spight Who can deny that such a one Possesses all things or wants none And which oth'two would you wish first Still to have drink or ne'r to thirst Ema Excellent morality O the vast extent O' th Kingdome of a wiseman Such a mind Can sleep secure when th'brine kisses the Moon And thank the curteous storm for rocking him Sof Come my good Lord METHICULI you and I Will sit and tell sad stories pray begin Nym. Ah me what storie canst thou hear can vie For sadnesse with our owne run ore the Roule Of Tragedies and write but NYMPHADORA And MIRZA for let 's nere be parted more And that 's the sum of all that grief can do Met. But my Lord SOFFIE I 've a plot to free you Sof Speak it and be my Deitie Met. And once out I can secure you where not all the force The Tyrant or the world can make shall reach you Sof But how shall I get out Met. Your sister Sir Has won much on your grandsires best affections So that if he love ought that 's good 't is hers And she comes often here to pay her duty To her dear Father O too much wrong'd Father Sof Nay pray no circumstance she comes what then Met. I 'd have your grace change cloaths with her and so You vailed may easily passe the guards and come Where I 'le receive you Sof How shall she get out Again Met. Sir 't will be quickly known to the Tyrant Who loves her so he 'l not be long without her He 'l send for her and with a chiding passe it Sof But wilt not turn his rage on my dear Mother He 'l not think this plot only FATâ—MA's And mine but hers Nym. I 'd suffer for thy good All th'Tyrant now can do the wasp has stung Me already and disarm'd himselfe if rest Restores the Princes senses we 'l advise With him about it How sweet securitie He now enjoyes O pleasant dreams slide softly Into him that he takes no wounds from you Present his silent thoughts with purling streams And hushing winds such as perfume the morn Then mildly as thou seiz'd him gentle Goddesse Resign him perfect so what was the gift Of relenting heaven we 'l ascribe to thee Mâ—r. Ah! wherâ— am I Iff. He wakes Nym. Pray heaven to health Here my deer Lord In thy sad spouses lap Yet compass'd with a ring of tâ—y best friends Mâ—r. That Ring is sorrows Crown and can it be That any will be friends to wretchednesse High mounted in the Courts and Armies head The Sun had not more Atomes dancing in His beams then I had followers in mine But even from him ecclips'd all shadowes vanish And shall mine then continue Nym. These are such As vertue not your fortune made your friends And will though fortune failes continue such Since your high vertue cannot ever leave you Em. If we lov'd and obey'd you when you stood In power both to do us good and honour Which then we never could requite unto you We ought to publish now our gratefulnesse When the world sees no hopes induce us to it Mâ—r. There gratitude spoke in her Angels voice Met. We have lost in you a Prince for to defend us A Father to care for us a Companion In all our joyes a Friend in all our wants And if we owe to your sad memory The pious dutie of our love and honour Shall we not pay them to your selfe yet living Mâ—r. Not living say but buried alive Hâ—d Treasure ith'mind is treasure still though trodden Ema Should we desert you now 't would basely prove We never lov'd your highnesse but your fortune Alk. Rather we never lov'd his Grace but Highnesse Ema Like vermine that suck of the living blood But leave the body soon as life Alk. The'more Love We ow'd you the more should we shew our hate To the accursed Author of our losse Let 's rouze revenge and arme all her dire hands With Thunder to discharge upon the Tyrant Mâ—r. Act act brave friends and leave complaints to women 'T will be more honourable for my Tombe To be sprinkled with my murderers blood Then with the tears of you my constant friends Nym. Now have I time to shed some Iffida follows her out but in private They truly mourn that mourn without a witnesse MIRZA SOFFIE EMANGOLY METHICULI HYDASPUS ALKAHEM PAGE O Let me not lie long in this sad durance Met. This justice to the world This duty to Our injur'd Prince This honour to our selves And terror to our foes do strongly plead for Alk. This will restore our glories lost and put A muzzell upon Tyrannies black jawes Hyd. How shall we effect it Mir. How and have not you The Power of the sword the Souldiery Ema Alas not we my Lord we 're all casheer'd Your highnesse was no sooner cheated from us And decoy'd up to Court to be undone But BELTAZAR comes down strong in commission To be my Collegue that is my superior We vexed at our injuries and losse Of you threw up all diligence and quitted Counsell or action when the minion shew'd Power to clap a peace up which was quickly Done on conditions fit for slaves not souldiers The Army all disbanded I call'd up Met with Arrest and banishment from Court Thus is their wrong secur'd by our weaknesse Mir. Shall we then tamely suffer my blind self Will grope out Vengeance yet and in deep makes â—ncize it on the Tyrants own dull head Ema O foolishnesse of Tyranny that the King Should arm his foes and thirst his own undoing He studies evill and seems lost to all goodnesse But for his love to your sweet FATYMA Miâ— And loves he her can vice then affect vertue Ema Sir her he doth embrace with all the powers Of a doting soul. Hyd. Has her still in his eye Nor ere seems pleas'd with ought but what she does Alk. He talks of marrying her to th' King of Arabs Mâ—r. Soft I 've a better match for her in store Ema We met his Proclamation as we came Stuft with invectives 'gainst your Grace and us Your Highnesse grew too great wee too much lov'd you Therefore the King must fear yea and remove you 11 My treachery to the English it alledg's That help't me to take Ormus when 't is known Themselves first broke conditions and enjoy Still Priviledges for their service there This is 12 the Costermonger ALLY-REG For his smooth tongue must the old King go mad And doat upon his foes when there is never A Jewell in 's Crown but is enamell'd Both with your Highnesses brave blood and mine Mir. I that so oft displai'd his bloody colours â—'th ' martiall field and bearded his
FLORADELLA COme MAHOMET what need hadst thou t' employ Any tongue but thine own in thy just suit Thou maist do more with me my MAHOMET raise For thy securitie what guards thou pleasest Mah. I willingly could have spar'd this needlesse state Could I securely attend your service But though arm'd with my innocence I fear not JOVES Thunder-bolts yet Wise prevention Is the first point of wisdome in a Peer Sir here is a commission please you hear It read and sign it Abb. Give me it MAHOMET We 'l sign it without reading we dare trust thee Farther then this Flo. Your Highnesse may Abb. We know it Flo. Dear thou knowest when to They whisper meet at Madam OMAY's The consultation's there you had the watchword Mâ—h I know the time and will not loiter deerest Since 't is for thee I work Flo. And I for thee Abb. A Masque attends me thou shalt sweet partake it Thou MAHOMET hast something else to do MAHOMET-ALLYBEG YEs I have that to do shall undo you I erre 't is done not Heaven can hinder it But should th' whole Machine o th' design crack which Would more amaze the world then brutish thunder The pleasure I have given my selfe to see To what a height I 've wound this strumpets soul Would almost pay my pains How sure she makes Her selfe of what I never mean her fortune Then when I rise fresh in my summer glory And throw her off like a course robe I wore Only to shield me from my colder winter Who will not say I cunnings Master am That can deceive and that in their own game Greatest deceivers when they me shall know Out-cheat a woman and a strumpet too VASCO AM I awake or do I live what torrent Of evills have over spread thee Persia Is justice cripled and the furies all Let loose to act their Gambols in the world Dire secret of the direst Treason how It swells within me till I be delivered Of it at my Lords ear He happily May stop its course then was my love well plac't To sift out this and though I die this night I 've liv'd to be most happy and the ages To come shall pay thanks to my memory MIRZA â—n his Couch alone BLinded imprison'd pining here for want Of what each debaucht Ruffian spends in riot And by command of my own Tyrant Father A proper Patrimony If the Turk Had us'd me thus my fall had been with honour And heart held up with hope whilst I had had A Father to command Revengâ— and friends To act it home But when those friends are thus Fetter'd disgrac'd and torn from my assistance And nature too turn'd backward in my Father What have I left me but to curse my starrs Starrs ignes fatu glittering Meteors That made a show of greatnesse and in snuff Now loose their glimmering false light and stink Unnaturall Monster have I left so oft For thee and for thy safety the embrace Of my fair Princely spouse abandoned My self to all the sufferings and hazzards Of bitter and long war to have this Triumph O that I could relieve my soul with vengeance In my last sleep I saw the wandring Ghosts Of my great Uncle and wrong'd Grandfather Squallid and pale attended with an Army Of murder'd spirits all my Fathers crimes Calling loud to me for revenge revenge Both for the love I bear them and my self I'â—h ' head of these gnashing her teeth with ire Came frowning NEMESIS offering a whip Of folded snakes to my impartiall hand My soule 's now like a boistrous working Sea Swelling in billows for disdain of wrongs And tumbling to and fro from Bay to Bay Nothing can calm it but full wrought Revenge Stern Goddesse I adore and give my self To thy dispose O point me but a way To work thy ends and mine My arm is short And shackled thus with Irons I can't reach The Tyrants heart how shall I serve thee then When strait she calls to me with bended brows Reach him in 's Favourites ' las ALLYBEG Is strong i th' Courts and Tyrants affections But he has Marble walls and Iron barrs T'ween him and me But FATYMA comes to thee She saiâ—s and she 's the Idoll of his soul Rob him of her Shall I through my own sides Wound him and to deprive him of a Grandchild Tear from my self a daughter no lesse dear And dutifull to me then she 's to him But I am great with child of indignation And cannot be delivered but by vengeance And no revenge but this is in my reach I shall but send her to the pleasant Groves Give her at once Heaven and the Tyrant Hel Hell in his thoughts Hell in his Conscience And that same Hell of his is Heaven to me It is decreed She dies to make him do so O sweet revenge how I thirst now for blood And burn more then I lately did for drink In my wild feaver hottest fit who waits there SOFFIE MIRZA NYMPHADORA IFFIDA CAll'd you my Lord Mir. Yes child is FATYMA come Sof Not yet Sir Mir. SOFFIE art thou prepar'd For freedom when she comes Sof Sir as you please Mir. yes thou shalt go to Libertie though I Repent thy absence O my great resolve in secret If I must fall I 'l pul down Persia with me And have no lesser Monument then an Empire Nym. And when th' art free and in EMANGOLY'S care Think o th' restraint thy Parents here endure And seek with all discreet care to redresse it Sof I shall not rest till then Iff. Here 's FATYMA MIRZA NYMPHADORA SOFFIE FATIMA IFFIDA COme child Faâ— Fate is not yet all cruelty Nym. What 's this I see child in thy face of mirth Fat Madam I have got Licence of the King For all you can desire but Liberty Mir. And without that what can we here desire Worth satisfying Come hither FATYMA Stand here between my knees Sweet in secret innocent Ah! that I could but now forget all Father Or else be like mine own and leave all goodnesse Sweet child art thou contented to stay here And let thy Brother'scape in thy attire Fat Most willing Sir Nym. Thy Grandsire will not let Thee lie here long in misery like us Fat Would I might still stay here to wait on you I 'd rather so My Lord METHICULI Is at the Castle gate waiting for some body Sof That is for me Fat Come Brother let 's change cloaths Mir. Stay FATYMA suppose thy Grandfather Why say I so thy Fathers Murderer Should now grow angry with thee for this change How wilt thou bear his wrath child canst thou die Fat Yes Sir if you will have me to die and sleep They say is one and after Death we wake In a fresh Paradise where joyes abound Mir. All joyes are there there once for all the world Thou wouldst not be a minute here again Fat But Sir shall I not want your Presence there And my dear Mothers and my Princely Brothers I love you better then all joyes
Sir Exasperate Not Tyranny Mir. Sweet youth be patient I 'l teach thee courage Hangman come your chaines I 'le follow you by your sent Beare-ward to have them EMANGOLY HYDASPUS VASCO HOrror that the brave Prince should ever do So cruell a deed but what can't sense of wrongs And thirst of revenge force a great mind to Yet shall this stop our grand design no longer Now for the King HIDASPUS you say SOFFIE Is at METHIâ—VLI's Farme without the Town What is 't you study of Hyd. My Lord yes yes He is My Lord I was even stricken dumb With the discoveries you 've made Ema O great and Horrid they are by this the hellish Counsell Is upon meeting sure their hour 's near Vas. 'T is come my Lord. Ema Come then HYDASPUS you 'l Accompany me to th' King Hyd. You know my Lord We are forbidden Ema What thâ—n for his good And to save Persia what is our lives hazard Hyd. They can't be better spent I 'l wait your Grace Ema But not a word where SOFFIE is as yet ABBAS PAGE FATYMA murder'd all my joyes are fled Fled in a moment Pageant of Earths greatnesse I that was erst ador'd great in an Army Strong in a valiant Son and happy in The fair hopes of two brave Grandchildren Am now forlorne in all my Army broken A base peace made for which all brave men loath me One of my Grandchildren hope of my Crown Fled but O whither that 's unknown to me The other dead dead and worse murdered By her own Father ah unnaturall Father But yet not more unnaturall then my self Us'd I not him so and should he not be As dear to me as she to him I did I did O mischief of credulity And causelesse jealousie would all my fears Had happened so I were guiltlesse still It then had been his fault not mine O heart Pag. May 't please you sir my Lords EMANGOLY And HYDASPUS do strongly plead without For Audience of your Majestie shall they enter Abb. Have I not banish'd them my Presence well They die for breach of the command if they Prove not their innocence Let them enter I 'l Have now an ear for both parts I will never Punish more on bare hearsay Guard attend us ABBAS EMANGOLY HYDASPUS GVARD HOw dare you thus intrude into my presence Must I forbid you and my strict commands Be slighted thus you rush upon your ruine Ema Sir were we conscious to our selves of any The least neglect unto your-just commands We'd fly your sight as doth the Owl the Suns And seek out corners for our Treasons safety But when we dare defie black Calumny We know not why we should not venture to you To warn you of your safety now at stake Abb. At stake as how Hyd. If there be any fault In us examine it in fitter time And spare it not but study punnishments New and exemplary to plague us with At least at present mind to save your Crown Your Realms your life and all your Progenie Abb. What Pageant 's this Ema No Pageanâ— Sir in short You are betray'd and MAHOMET's the Traytor Abb. What envy dares traduce him then my heart 's False to my head Ema Sir if I prove it not Dissect me into Atomes torture me And fix eternall infamy on my name Abb. Produce your proofes Ema Your Highnesse lately stood A Bulwark to your friends a terror to Your Enemies you had a Royall Army Commanded by a noble Son and though I say 't a faithfull Generall and Officers Trusty as truth it selfe while these stood firm In your esteem as they deserved well For what have your brave Son and my poor self Not done that men could do for your just honour You do not hold one Scepter in your hand But such as we have put there or else kept From being torn away whilst these I say Had power with you not your proudest foes Or Treason had a tongue or hand to hurt you But we must fall that they may rise upon Yours and our ruines and your credulity Has given them way pardon the plainnesse sir. Abâ— Go on go on Ema Sir it was your misfortune T' advance the impudent pleasant ALLYBEG To such a dangerous height as made him giddy And mad with pride he is the very person That having got your ear wrought all our ruines Intending yours which thus he acts first having Obtain'd the Princes fall disbanded th' Army He has consulted with the malâ—-contents T' advance himself has rais'd a bank of money And now is levying of a Guard Abb. That Guard On second thoughts I fear'd Hyd. As well you might Abb. Well who are of his party Ema His pretence Is specious as all Traytors must be so He has allured some innocent Persons to him For such we yet are willing to believe them As ELCHEF who yet owes you a Grudge And so 's the fitter for his purpose he Ingag'd MATZED MOZENDRA and BENEFIAN MATZED is levying in Hyrcanâ—a But privatly as the rest here in Town These credit his pretence which onely is To rescue th' Prince and be made Guardian To SOFFIE when he indeed intends To murder you the Prince and SOFFIE Abb. What 's this you say Ema Nay good sir hear me out He means himself our King too and his Queen FLORADELLA she at least believes so For she was usefull for him to gain you To this advancement and the Princes fall And rich to help his bank and has engag'd OLYMPA EARINA and Madam OMAY All these we know besides who else as yet We 've not discovered But his confidents Are FARRABAN and the smooth tongu'd SELEVCUS He at this present gathers force in Shiras The other holds the Castle at his pleasure Abb. If this be so themselves convey'd away Young SOFFIE I pray JOVE not to Heaven Hyd. That time will prove we speak but what wee know Abb. How came you by the knowledge of thus much Ema My Lord my Servant VASCO has made love Long time to CLOE FLORADELLA'S woman And she has heard him not unwillingly It first came out by her who boasted it To him as an addition to her fortune Abb. This makes me doubt the rest sure ALLYBEG Has more brain then to trust such high designes To whores and waiting women Sives that let All things run through them be they ne'r so precious Ema Sir she 's the closet of her Ladies secrets 'T is like she had this knowledge from her chiefly Abl. By some especiall providence O Gods How have we sinn'd that you upbraid us thus T' indebt us for our safeties to such low Vile things as if the basest instrument Were good enough to save so corrupt a state But Rome thrice ow'd her life to as vile trash Once to a common Harlot twice to Geese Wise Heaven can make good work with any tool But this me thinks requires pregnant proof Ere it gains my belief as now my horror Ema First we attest it sir next your own eyes And
sworn thou ne'r shouldst feel death from our hand We 'l keep our Oath but leave it to our Heir A strict command that on my funerall day Thou dyest 5 the ancient death of boats Maâ— Then have I Great MITHRIDATES for my pattern Abb. Mean while Officers lead him to the publique market There let the common Hangman bore his eyes out In a Dungeon shall he sustain his life With what he gets by begging onely Mah. Nay I 'l then sustain my soul with full mouth'd curses To thee meant and the rest of my undoers Especially that open Sex whose souls are So loose they cannot keep them in their breasts But they will still swim on their lips Abb. VASCO To thee we do decree his whole Estate And our best thanks for thy discovery Vas. I humbly thank your Majestie Abb. Let Souldiers Go pull down all his Palaces and Statues And make a Jakes there where his chief house stood Ema Admired Justice Omnes Equall equall Justice Mah. Do do ball on Abb. You strumpet are the next Mah. But that I scorn to ask it might I heare Her sentence and I 'de triumph in mine own Flo. Envious villaine Abb. Away with him he shall not Give so much pleasure to his envious soul. Mah. Write on my dust DY'D All ills betide you Abb. Lead that impious wretch To th'publique Market there 6 beat her brains out i th' ancient way ordain'd for Poysoners As for the murder of her Queen STATIRA Base GIGIS dy'd then 7 burn her limbs with Cats dung Flo. Mercy great sir. Abb. Thou hast too much in dying But that we are not rigorous to thy Sex Away with her Flo. O this is a sad fall Abb. All her Estate to CLOE we confer 'T is fit she have reward t'incourage others Though she not meant to do us good she did it Clo. Indeed my Gracious Lord I ever meant it I humbly thank your Majestie Vas. See now CLOE Secret I counsell'd you for th' best Come I 'm still constant Our businesse here is over we 'l to better Abb. Take FARRABAN with the rest and strangle him Far. O mercy mercy Abb. Quick away with him Far. The Citadell cost me faire O dire ambition Abb. The Citadel we give thee ALKAHEM Alk. I hope to do you better service in it Abb. We doubt it not Now ELCHEE Ben Now now I feel the Bow-string at my throat Moz Nay sure Secret He 'l let us die like Souldiers Abb. Though we credit The good of your intention yet your life Is by your hasty error forfeited But that we give you and confine you onely To th' I le of Ormus whence on good behaviour We may recall you Elc. Thanks dread Soveraigne I hope my carriage will induce you to it My feare was never so great of your justice As griefe for the rash error I ran into And so insnar'd my friends Met. Troth I believe him Ben. Sure he 'l send us thither too MOZENDRA Are there any handsome Ladies there canst tell Moz I care not so there be a Book I 'l Secret never Converse but with the dead hereafter I. Ema This true repentance speaks him noble Abb. Yes Your two friends shall attend you Eâ—c A noble mercy Moz Long live the Gracious ABBAS Ben. More then live Met. My Lord my love to you remaines To Elchee still firm And eggs me on to prompt a way unto you How you may happily avoid exilement Secret The Kings rigour I know will not extend To th'Ladies lives yet in the fright they stand in They will do any thing may get them mercy Urge them to promise if they have their lives To give the King in gratitude those summes They ingag'd for to the Traytors then be you Their speaker to him and he can't in honour Urg'd by my meditation but receive The favour as from you and shew you grace Elc. My Lord my humble thanks I will atttempt it Abb. But MATZED for examples Elchee whispers wâ—th the Ladies sake must die Being ith'very act of Treason raising Of Arms against us You my Lord HYDASPUS Take a Brigade of our own Guards and hast Down to Hyrcania to apprehend him Strike off his head to you the Government Of that fair Province we assigne until If he deserves it we recall Duke ELCHEE Hyd. I wish he may mean while I shall be carefull Abb. EMANGOLY send you some trusty person To Shiras arm'd to seize SELEUCUS there And strike off his head too Ema My Liege I will Abb. These Ladies still expect how shall we use them Ear. Oma O my good Lord. Oly. There 's mercy in his looks Ema Sir they' are beneath your anger they can't hurt you Nor stands it with the honour of great States To take strict notice of vain womans actions Abb. Well mercy is no lesse a virtue royal Then justice and 't is fit we shew some since Heaven has shewn us so much we pardon you Ladies hereafter pray avoid state-matters Oma Ear. We will we will my Lord. Oly. Our humble thanks Omnes Long live King ABBAS long long-live the King Elc. You 'l keep your words To the Ladies Oly Ear. Oma Yes yes my Lord we will Elc. May 't please your Majestie these noble Ladies Not to say by my instinct do resent So heartily your royal favour to them As to their powers to attempt gratitude Whereas their error late involv'd them in A promise of considerable summes To'advance what they thought duty but proves treason As testimonies of their thankfulnesse For pardoning them that fault they humbly pray Your sacred Majestie to accept those sums Towards the raising of your force again T is 'mong them all an hundred thousand Crowns Em. A brave amends Alk. A noble gratitude Abb. Ladies we thank your loves Oly. And we your mercy Abb. METHICULI'S Treasurer Oly. My Lord we will Attend you anon at the Exchequer Met. Now They do deserve their Pardon and I 'd almost Said ELCHEE merits his too for procuring These donatives it proves his loyalty Ben. Hark! hark Abb. ELCHEE for improving thus Your interest with the Ladies to our service We do revoke your sentence of exilement Elc. My best thanks and indeavours still shall serve you Met. These two offended sir but on his score They 're his dependents Abb. Them we pardon too Ben. Our humble thanks Moz We 'l labour to deserve it Elc. My Lord I am your Creature for To Methiculi your hint Met. I joy my love could prove behooffull to you Moz A fair escape Ben. A Resurrection I 'le Ne'r hazzard more so high a member as My neck VENUS is my star Abb. This were a happy day were SOFFIE found Ema And the brave Prince restor'd Abb. That he shall be Ema Then SOFFI's safe sir Abb. Thou wert born t' oblige me Where my good Genius Ema In METHICVâ—'s care And mine and now forth comming at your service Abb. Go METHICULI bring him to th' Castle Wee 'l meet thee
covetous in the â—uition of their riches Now Atlas flying thither from the invasion of Perseus figuring a Masculine and heroical virtue and there lurking was said to have been converted into that Mountaine and in regard of the altitude thereof to have sustained the heaven on his shoulders But Astronomically those Apples are taken for stars shining like gold and in figure orbicular said to grow in the West in that they appear not before sun set the Zodiack or our Hemispheare being the Serpent all of them supported in regard of his excellency in Astronomy by Atlas Some say that ascending aloft the better to observe the course of the stars he fell headlong into the Sea from this Mountaine called for this by his name as of that aspiring height the celestiall Columne all agree that he is said to sustaine the Heaven with his shoulders because he was the first Astronomer in those quarters and a famous Mathematitian who invented the spheare though others make that Archimedes his device and held the first light to the discovery of the motions and qualities of the celestiall bodies Homer makes Calypso that deteyned Vlysses seven years in her Isle of Ogygia Atlas his daughter and thus sings of him and her whilst he makes Pallas at the councell of the Gods call her 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Daughter of Atlas that knew every where The Oceans inmost gulfes he that doth beare The two long poles that earth and heaven up rear I here put Ganges and Atlas in opposition one to another to express the divers ends of the world to wit East and West though indeed to speak strictly as Dr Brown observes in his Pseudodexia Epidemica lib. 6. cap. 7. There is no East and West in Nature nor are those absolute and in variable but respective and mutable points according to different Longitudes or distant parts of habitation whereby they suffer many and considerable variations For first unto some the same part will be East or West in respect of one another that is unto such as inhabite the same parallel or indifferently dwell from East to West Thus as unto Spain Italy lyeth East unto Italy Greece unto Greece Persia and unto Persia China so again unto China Persia lyeth West unto Persia Greece unto Greece Italy and unto Italy Spain so that the same Country is sometimes East and sometimes West and Persia though East unto Greece yet is it West unto China But laying the Scene in Persia 't is as proper to express the East by Ganges as China or any floud in it as well because of their affinity China bordring upon the Brachmans that adore Ganges as that Ganges is the most celebrated name These places to express the same meaning Du' Bartas makes use of in the first day of his first Week he saith That the Trumpe of the Angel in the last day shall be heard from Atlas to Ganges meaning from the West to the East 3 Let the haughty Duke of Shiras have a care left I absolve my self of my rash oath c. Emangoly Chawn great Duke of Shiras and Persepolis and Viceroy of them and Larr got an oath from King Abbas that he never should be beheaded a recompence for small reason too usuall from that Emperour Herbert p. 62. Mahometâ—lly beg had the like oath as I hint towards the end of the Play See more of the greatness and state of this Emangoly in the 9th Note upon this Act of his martiall acquests in the 18th and 19th Notes upon the fourth Act. See Persepolis described in the 12th and Larr in the 23d Note upon this third Act. 4 I 'l thrust him from the Government of Shiras This Duke Emangoly was Governour of Shiras where he kept his Court in a splendid manner when he was out of Armes Shiras you have seen enough of in the fourth Note upon the second Act. Herbert 5 I 'l turn his feast of Lillies into Cypress Shushan in the Province of Elam or Persia according to Nehemiah and Daniel was one of the three royall Palaces of the Median Monarchs one at Babylon another at Echatan now Tauris the third at Susa or Shushan This Palace is mentioned in Hester Cap. 1. That Ahasuerus An. mundi 3500. ruling over the Medes and Persians and over 127 Provinces made a feast in Shushan to all his Nobles and Officers lasting 180 dayes which custome it seemes is yet amongst them for yearly to this day the King of Persia celebrates a feast of Roses and the Duke of Shiraz or Persepolis who is Lord of Susiana or Shushan a feast of Lillies or Daffadillies of like continuance Herbert p. 140. Susa signifying a Lillie a Rose or Joy and so called from the Kingdom of Susiana in which it stands 6 Hyrcania Is a noble Kingdome of Asia now called Mozendram it was called Corca and Girgia meaning perhaps Georgia which is Iberia 'twixt the two Seas by some again Caspia from its sea and Steana and Myrach and by Mercator Diargument Tomasius will have it bounded on the East with the Caspian sea on the South with Armenia on the North with Albania on the West with Iberia M. Herbert and most of the moderns limit it on the North with the Caspian sea on the South with Mount Taurus on the East with Zagathia which is part of Scythia intra Imaum and on the West with Media or rather some part of the lesser Armenia upon whose tops the Ark rested Araxis from the Turisian Mountaines as Ptolomy writes from Sagapene Colthyan Seducene waters and fattens this peaceful Country to perfect which she is divided and subdivided so oft into so many rivolets that from an ample River ere she kisses the Caspian she loses her pride and gives one leave to wade through her deepest channel The Country is full of Woods so that the people of old thinking to hinder Alexanders entrance twisted one Tree to another but he that had dissected Gordions knot though very mystical with the same sword annihilated their policies and subdued them yet with no small difficulty not so much from their Woods as their Wolves Lions Bores Panthers Leopards Tygers so fam'd by the Poets and remembred in the forecited Veâ—ses out of Virgil and Scorpions with which they are stored Scorpions especially not more small in bulk then fierce in their venemous disposition He that is stung if he escapes death is frantique twenty hours at least and no better remedy then like Achilles's Speare to turn a Scorpion into Oyl and apply it to the place offended The Hyrcanians think to prevent their poyson by charms which they tie about their Armes yet they sometimes fail them then to excuse their charms they lay the cause on their that dayes sinne Though their woods could not hold out the Macedonians yet their noxious inhabitants of them defended them from the Romans in some sort recompencing to the Country in generall the hurt
converted to it l. 4. c. 8. and in the Chapter of Devills he saith that a company of Devils came one night to hear Mahomet read the Alcoran and took such delight in it that they presently believed in him and became Moores and shall go in to Paradise and return to their first Stations and in the mean time imploy their powers to convert men to Mahumetism there onely he saith true But since the Devills are Mahomets friends why doth he in his Alcoran command his sect to apply themselves unto God for defence against evill and cursed Devills and will them to say when they begin to read it O ahudu billehi mine Saytani ragini i. e. Preserve me O God from the wicked Devill Repugnances all along The Alcoran s. 2. c. 11. speaking of Mahomets wondrous journey to Heaven saith that he passed through the eight Heavens whereof the first is made of Silver the second of Gold the third of a Pearl the fourth of an Emerald the fifth of a Dâ—amond the sixth of a Carbuncle the seventh indeed of light But if the six lower Heavens be Metalline why doth the Alcoran say in another place that they were made of smoak It saith that the starrs are bound to the first Heaven with Chains of gold and that the greatest of them is as big as a Mountain set there to stone the Devills with fiery daâ—ts perhaps meaning the gellies wee seâ— fall sometimes when they come to listen to hear Gods secrets Mahomet might go in but his friends and Disciples or rather tutors the Devills may not listen at the door But I would hear any Moorish Astâ—ologer that has read Ptolomy and understands the Sphear and Astrolabe deny that each star is as big as the earth why saith Mahomet then as a Mountain onely he was indeed a modest Person and would not say more then he knew What can any of his Disciples seeing him tie all the starrs to the first Heaven think of him that knows the Planets are in seven Heavens each having a particular orb The Moon is the first and nearest to us Mercury is in the second Venus in the third the Sun in the fourth Mars in the fifth Jupiter in the sixth Saturn in the seventh highest of all and all the starrs in the eighth Heaven in which are the twelve signes which starrs how should we see if the Heavens under them were metalline and not diaphanous When the moon many times interposing Eclipseth and hideth the Sun from us because the Moon is an obscure body as the clouds somtimes hide her much more would she first Heaven if it were of Silver being not transparent hide all the stars from us for ever So that all that are not blind may here confute Mahomet He saith in his Sune that the earth is fixed upon the top of an Oxes horn and that this Oxe stirring his head causes Earthquakes But where then doth the Oxe himself stand or what eats he or if the Prophet starves him he must die and then the Earth must be destroyed O brutish Atlas I had almost said more brutish Prophet It had been kindly done of him to have given this laborious Ox Pastorage in Paradise as he doth the sheep his Priests kill at their Passeover and as hee did the Ram that carried him on this strange Celestiall discovery whom he names Alborac and sometimes calls a white ram sometimes a black the small difference betwixt black and white breakes no squares with him well Alborac boggled and would not let Mahomet bestride him till he promised he should be the first beast that should enter into Paradise and yet he saith the Ram that Abraham sacrificed was fed forty years there how then could Alborac be the first yes otherwhere he makes him the same beast how then did Abraham sacrifice him or if hee was fed forty years in Paradise Andreas Maurus would fain have him give him by the rule of Multiplication an Arithmeticall account how many thousand Trickles hee cast in Paradise during those forty years but the illiterate Impostor was not accountant good enough to tell him Horrid and ridiculous are the Blasphemies and fooleries hee recounts of that his voyage to Heaven as that he approached to God within little lesse then two shots of a Crossebow and that God gave him many Lawes and Priviledges as that he should be the most excellent and select Creature that ever hee created in Heaven or Earth and that he should be the generall Redeemer so that he had the impudence to call himselfe Almebi i. e. He that takes away sins But leaving these I had rather make my self sport with his fopperies He saies he saw Angells in the first Heaven of all shapes of Birds Beasts and what not especially many Cocks and tâ—ere was one grand Cock whose feet stood upon the first Heaven and his comb reached to the second Heaven This Cock and the other Cocks in Heaven prayed for the Cocks on Earth as the Oxen in Heaven for the Oxen and Asses in Heaven for the Asses on Earth c. and when this great Cock crowed all the Cocks in Heaven answered him and all the Cocks on Earth crowed too In the third Heaven he saw the Atropos or fatall Angell so big that from one eye to the other was 70000. daies journeies Such stuff is his whole web tolerable for mirth did not the consideration that he hath seduced so many Nations and his Blasphemies and abuses of the Patriarks and Prophets distast the Christian Reader But of all Antients Solomon is least beholding to him indeed hee makes him a wise man but as ignorant people take the name a most notorious Conjurer being carried up and down by Devills frequently and having them as familiar as himselfe had This impostor ventured at miracles too affirming divers of himself but hath no witnesse for any one of them To give a tast of them Alc. l. 4. in the Chapter of the Moon and in the Book Azar he saith that at his Uncle â—ugellins request to confirm his Doctrine he made the Moon come to the midst of Heaven and be at the full whereas she was then but 21. daies old then she divided her self in the midst and fell to the Earth and one of the pieces went through the hole of one of his sleeves the other piece through the hole of the other sleeve and both pieces came out of the collar of his Coat speaking and saying that he was the Prophet of God then joyned and returned to Heaven Yet as this divine Jugler confesses could not all this convert his Uncle nor doth he bring his Uncles testimony or any others for the truth of it Some will have the Turkes give a Crescent from hence in honour of their Prophet many others of his lying wonders I might recite as that of the Angels lancing of his brest and pulling out of the black Coar out of his heart That of the Trees bowing to him and that of the other