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The history of the most vile Dimagoras who by treachery and poison blasted the incomparable beauty of divine Parthenia : inter-woven with the history of Amoronzo and Celania / by John Quarles.
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Quarles, John, 1624-1665.
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Wing Q132; ESTC R35365
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Matrimony speak my Dear And let a speedy free consent appear Though usher'd with a blush 't is always known The Rose does never blush until 't is blown Reply my Dearest time cannot allow A fitter oppoâ—tunity then now Wilt thou compleat the blessings of my life And crown me with the comforts of a Wife Speak speak my Joy or let thy silence be The proclamation of our unitie I must be gone She stares upon his face As if her looks would speak and for a space She held him by the hand with an intent To speak but that the Goaler did prevent Her resolutions so being heavy hearted He sighs she grunts he sighs again and parted Away he went scarce knowing what he did And love sick passions are not eas'ly hid At last when he had made a near approach He spies a Guard stand round about his Coach Which unexpected object made him vent In whispers his unruly discontent He calls the Goaler to him makes his ear The privy-Chamber of his new-bred fear His fear was so extream that every part Declar'd in trembles his afflicted heart The Goaler wonders at this sudden change Speaking but softly said my Lord 't is strange To see what alteration 's newly bred You that but now advanc'd your stately head As high as Heav'n do now abuse your birth Make honour blush to see you court the earth With your depending crest my Lord advance Your drooping soul fear not nor fate nor chance Shall do you wrong this Guard is to attend And wait upon your Honour to defend Your noble Person well if good success Proves this a truth says he that you express Be well assur'd that thou shalt ever find A grateful friend but prethee prove so kind To tell me truly is it not intended That I shall dye because I am befriended With such a Guard I fear 't is too too true But you are loath to tell me prethee do Let these few Angels tutor thee to speak The speedy truth or else my heart will break With that the Goaler Oh th' effect of gold What Town What Garrison is that can hold Against such Batteries suddenly reply'd May all the plagues of Hell my Lord betide And fall upon me may they be encreast To more then infinite if in the least Your death 's intended now my Lord be free In your beleif enjoy your liberty As for the Guard assure your self they are To wait in honour till you take the aire And so my Lord be pleased to possess Your Coach and you shall see their readiness To do you honour so away they went Dimagoras being mod'rately content Until he came into the Street and spy'd Such throngs of people and how he was ey'd By every one who lookt but on this score As he suppos'd never to see him more Nay that which more confirm'd him was his ear Which then was much attentive seem'd to hear Some curse and say Now may the hang-man take And truss the villain for Parthenia's sake These words were bitter Corasives now he Curses the Goalers infidelitie He thinks to quit the Coach but then his thoughts Presents before him his unequal faults Resolves to stay because he thinks the Rout Would have no mercy till his Brains were out At last seeing himself begin t' appear Without the City he begins to cheer And stroak his Beard his peaceful heart doth now Begin to sit in tryumph on his brow ' Fear is the senses whirlewind for it blows ' The minds chief faculties away and throws ' The reason out of order judgment must ' Be whirl'd in to the lofty aire like dust Dimagoras can witness this conclusion ' Folly and fear are parents of confusion ' And he whose fear exceeds his reason borrows 'A fair advantage to encrease his sorrows But now Dimagoras his stormy mind Grows calm and quiet now he is enclin'd T' observe the Countries pleasure which indeed Does justly claim the priviledge to exceed She 's natures eldest Daughter wears the Crown Of pleasure plenty jewel'd with Renown And to speak truth she truly can invite The strictest eye to banquet with delight But in respect she has been prais'd before By better Pens then mine I 'le say no more Thus having brought Dimagoras though with fear Yet with much safety out of Town I 'le steer My course towards his Lutosa who is now In labour with her thoughts complotting how With most advantage to declare her mind Unto her Mother Fortune proving kind Just at that instant brought her Mother in Which gave Lutosa courage to begin And thus proceed Mother says she I must Commit a secret to your care and trust Which is as follows Our Lyconian Lord Of late hath pleas'd in passion to afford Large promises of Love but Mother know Because you bid me I still answer'd No But still the more that I deny'd the more He importun'd me and would not give o're His strong requests swearing by all the powers Above before th' expence of many hours He would though with the hazard of his life Finish his joys by making me his wife Oh how he vow'd And there with much ado She wrings and squeezes out a tear or two And then she cryes Mother I must confess I love the man more then I can express Oh Mother how his circling Arms did twine About my waste he call'd me his Divine And Dear Lutosa holding fast my hand And staring in my face whilst there did stand A Pearly showre within his pretty eyes As Arguments of his extreamities Oh how he wrong my hands and would not let Me go but like an Owl catch'd in a Net I flutter'd up and down but all in vain The more I strove the more he would constrain And keep me swearing that he car'd not whither His life or I went first or both together So dearly does he love me and I 'm sure His stedfast love will constantly endure It will it will Oh how my Spirits burn I am inflam'd I long for his return Mother 't wil add unto your aged life A score of years to see your daughter wife Unto a Noble Lord Ah Daughter Daughter Reply'd the Mother mind what follows after 'T is no such happiness to be his Spouse That makes with an intent to break his vows Besides what joy what pleasure can there be In this his love's extream extremitie Extreams like bubles swell but cannot last Nor claim more durance then a sudden blast Suppose you were invited as a Guest To some rich Banquet or a Marriage Feast Tell me nay quickly tell me would you eat By well-cram'd handfulls such delitious meat Or by degrees Reason and Nature are For moderate uses they that eat to spare Spare oft to eat Thus consequence may prove There is no surfeit like a whole 〈◊〉 Moreover do you think that 〈…〉 art Can make it good to my experienc'd heart That he vile man that never yet was true To any will be constant unto you Beleive it not but
by whispers now begins to roar Poor Lover he despairs for having found Her gloves her hair her partlet on the ground He falls from sighs to words from words to tears From tears to groans and then at last despairs Despair that worst of evils now sits crown'd Queen regent in his thoughts his thoughts abound With several contradictions nay the wind Is constant if compared to his mind Sometimes he thought for fear she had bin fled Into some Cave and then he thought her dead He looks upon her glove and in conclusion He thought himself into a sad confusion At last inclining to a serious pause He then resolv'd Dimagoras was the cause Then like a fierce Revenger he persues His name to death whilst every thought renews Revengful thoughts with his sharp-edg'd wrath Wounds him with curses stabs him with an oath Accursed hour cryes he when first my eyes Observ'd that Monster of all villanies Could not his former deeds instruct my thoughts To have a care could not his latter faults Iuduce me to distrust him well I 'le trace The world but I 'le revenge this foul disgrace But ah Celania how can I expect Thy pardon that have us'd thee with neglect Unhandsom Fate if Amoronzo live Heav'ns grant it be to practise how to give A due reward to him whose very name Paysons my Soul and fills my cheeks with shame I 'le run and ransack all the world about Not sparing Hell it self to find thee out And question not but thy malicious fate Will still preserve thee to endure my hate Good fortune be my guide I 'le not delay Nor lavish time but presently away Where now we 'l leave him for Dimagoras cryes To be discover'd in his miseries It so fell out that the Arcadian King And all his Nobles as a usual thing For relaxation of their minds did ride One day a hunting when there was espy'd A hideous Bear lye lurking in the shade Watching her prey but that the Huntsmen made A near approach and with a dexterous Art Did almost wound this Monster to the heart The Bear thus wounded makes a speedy flight Being close persu'd The Huntsmen with delight Observ'd her windings but half spent she took Into a Thicket and by chance forsook Her close Persuers till at last betray'd By her own blood the careful Huntsmen made What speed they could and forc'd her to retire Into a Cave whilst they forthwith conspire T' intrape their gain making where she should pass A secret Concave mantl'd o're with grass Stopping all passages that she must stay Close penn'd up in the Cave or pass that way At last she roar'd as able to affright The eager Huntsmen from their close delight But on a sudden they unstopt the Cave Expecting by her speedy flight to have The end of their desires to which intent They watch'd the place more then usual spent An hour in patience and at last surrounded The Cave and most confusedly they sounded Their several Horns but nothing could express The lestre semblance of a quick success At last th' impatient Huntsmen curst and swore At their ill fortune thinking to give o're But yet resolving first to seek about Thinking their ill-lookt Pris'ner might get out At some concealed place but when their eyes Had satisfy'd their hearts they soon devise A new design which questionless had caus'd Th' effecting of their wills had they not paus'd Or rather started at a sudden cry That seem'd to be they know not where nor why At last they hearkening with a stricter ear Being almost half astonished did hear A dreadful noise which issued from the Cave And made th' expecting Huntsmen madly rave And curse their Fate forbearing not to swear It was a man enchaunted to a Bear Whil'st they were thus discoursing there appears A Monster as they thought compos'd of fears Who careless of himself with speed came running Out of the Cave perceiving not the cunning Of his amazed Foes but quickly fell As he suppos'd into the jaws of Hell Which they perceiving soon begun to ban And vow the Bear was turn'd into a man Yet for the better satisfaction they Ran to the Cave where they observ'd there lay The ugly Monster buried in the flood The little Ocean of her reeking blood Finding her dead immediately they went Unto the King declaring the event Of their designs who forthwith gave command That they in silence for a time should stand About the pit and there expect that night The future Issue of so strange a sight Th' obedient Huntsmen nimble to obey Their Kings command made present speed away And so arriving at the place they made Silence their friend which suddenly betray'd Sad groans unto their ears and doleful cryes Ballast with oaths and wing'd with blasphemies At last they heard a voice much more enlarg'd And more distinct which suddenly discharg'd It self into these words unhappy I The abstract of unpattern'd villany Why was I born since all things thus agree To make compleated misery in me Or else is life and death late grown at odds Which shall torment me most and are the Gods Spectators of my woes must I endure The Plagues of two such ills and not procure The least refreshment ah Parthenia now Thou takest revenge at large but when wilt thou Abreviate my Sorrows that I may See but the twy-light of one smiling day For now I am in Hell but here I find No Divel but my self and yet my mind And Soul is tortur'd nay I see no light Nor know no darkness my distracted sight Possesses me with such a double being That I am blind in light in darkness seeing And here I live perplexed with a doubt How I got in but harder to get out How happy had I been if I had stay'd With sad Celania in the pleasing shade Perhaps the Gods would then some pity take If not for mine for their Celania's sake But I unhappy wretch nay most unkind Unto my friend whose goodness was confin'd To my distress yet basely did I prove Prompted by fear false t' Amoronzo's Love His dear Celania but alas too late I here bewail my miserable state Now envy hatred malice all contrive To do your worsts but keep me not alive Alas I cannot grieve for what is past As fast as you torment I 'le curse as fast Th' impatient Huntsmen having thus endur'd Their Kings commands at length were well assur'd The voice was humane so they having made Nearer approach they thus begun and said What art thou say what art thou thus constraines Our hearts to pity who is that complains Of his misfortune If thou art a Man Desire our aide we 'l help thee if we can Starve not the issue of a good success They 're fools that must be courted from distress Be free and answer let 's not long expect Favours prove curses when they find neglect To which he hearkening with a willing ear Tim'rous to speak because afraid to hear At last reply'd And