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A85334	Three excellent tragœdies. Viz. The raging Turk, or, Bajazet the Second. The courageous Turk, or, Amurath the First. And The tragoedie of Orestes· / Written, by Tho. Goff, Master of Arts, and student of Christ-Church in Oxford; and acted by the students of the same house.	Goffe, Thomas, 1591-1629.; Meighen, Richard, fl. 1656.	1656 (1656)	Wing G1006; Thomason E1591_2; ESTC R202218	132,941	272

of blessed memory The History of the Civil Wars of France Written in Italian by D' Avila Translated into English by Sir Charles Cotterel and William Aylesbury Esq the whole Fifteen Books Idem The Continuation alone being Ten Books Sir Richard Bakers History of the Kings of England Stowes Chronicle continued to the Year 1631. by Edmunt-Howes Gentleman with an Appendix of the Universities of England Seldeni Eadmerus Idem His Mare Clausum Idem His Notes or Illustrations on Palaealbion Engl. and Lat. The History of the Reign of King Henry VII written by the Right Honourable Francis Lord Verulam Viscount S. 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big backt drowsie slaves I hear them both approach Enter Cherseogles and Achomates Cher. See where he stands I shall not be slow to second your encounter being met parley before you fight till I prepare my self to run upon him unaware meane while I 'le withdraw now for my Bassaes Exit Acho. A time of dismal blacknesse and my soul is dull and heavy as if envious night striv'd to subdue my fatal watchfulnesse But I have rush'd upon my foe whose there Sely. Answer thy Prince first I say what art thou Acho. He that usurp's hath title of a villaine Sely. But he that weares it is a Saint and such am I. Acho. Th' art a treacherous slave Sely. Achomates thou lyest this night shall prove I shrinke not to unmaske what I have done Acho. Oh heavens so impudently bad Sely. Good brother we know your vertues one that gains country gods and men slew an Ambassadour which here we must revenge Acho. Hearke in thine eare I le whisper forth thy mischiefs lest the heavens should teare and snatch them hence from my revenge in greedinesse of wrath They whisper Enter Cherseogles Isaack Mesithes Mustapha Cher. See where they stand Isaack Achomates and Cherseogles Cher. Both They are two we soure le ts run upon them 'T is very dark be certain in your aime and all strike home Omnes A match Mesi Isaack and I will take the nearest Musta And we the other Cher. Strike home and sure and here 's at them Stab him Sely. I have the Crown and I will Oh oh oh stab him Acho. Oh ô ô O villaine I am slain uterque morit Cher. It is not Cherseogles we have slain Isa Not Cherseogles villaine whom then speak They confer Cher. Achomates and Selymus Isa Ha! Cher. None other Isa Hast thou betray'd us so Cher. Be silent heare me There lie the Captaines of both Armies dead breathlesse and you so stupid to neglect the use of opportunities Isa What use Cher. Are you not rich wealthie in powerful gold go whilst the Souldiers lye thus destitute of any Leader frankly bribe both parts buy their unsetled love at any rate and creep into their bosome then in this dead want and dearth of Princes they will cleave to Isaack and at length salute Isa Me Emperor Cher. You apprehend it right Isa What blessed angel art thou Cher. 'T is no time for idle complements Isa Thy counsel 's good I would not let slip this sweet occasion for all the pretious plenty of the world come let 's away Cher. First make some quick dispatch with these now rivalls Isa True they 'le not endure my Soveraignty Hast no suddain wits how to remove them both Cher. No wile but strength are not we two They are no more we must encounter them 't is man to man the match no whit unequal Isa I am thine I hate to have co-partners in my state There shall not breath a man whose envious eye dares look a squint on my dread Majesty Mesi They that bring news first are still most welcome Musta Experience speaks it true Mes Let us hast Now Selymus we come to gratulate Isaack Stay Cherseo Stand. Mes How Mustaph VVhat meanes this Isaack Fate to your lives They fight Isaack is slaine Musta Sweet doings Isaack 'T is no lesse Sir witnesse this traytor I 'me slaine Moritur Cherseog Crosse fortune wicked chance but I must make the best of it Is he dead Mes Villaine he is and thy bad turne is next what devil did incite thee to incite Isaack ' gainst friends Injurious slave Must Urge him to no confession till the rack force from his closest thought unwilling truth He shall be doom'd for this notorious fact unto continuall paines hunger oppression want and slavery Mes That struck me full Have at thee hold thou art victor I have met the price of treason death and as I hop'd to rise by blood I fall so have I mist my scope delusion is the end of lawlesse hope Moritur Cherse Mesithes stay one moment art thou gone I am not far behinde I feele the blood by slow degrees ebb from my fainting brest I am heart struck and wounded even to death a Scene of slaughter this O just heavens still I plighted faith to each of these I wisht that if I fail'd in one I vow'd death should thus strike me I have gain'd my wish Then you imperiall Fates that intercept the brittle courses of fraile mortality continue this firme justice and enact a constant law that all false meaning hearts that think of oathes as of a puffe of wind may as I do thus sink into the grave my dying wish so thrive each perjur'd knave Moritur Enter Souldiers Soul 1 The night overblown and five a clock I wonder at their absence what are these our Generalls murdered our deere Selymus with his three Bassaes and Achomates Whose bloody hand is guilty of this fact Soul 2. A trembling shakes me 't was some power that frown'd at our proceedings Soul 3. Bajazet is new borne to his Soveraignty Soul 4. Let 's take their bodies bear them hence in unto their greatnesse and advise the foe of their slaine Generall sterne Achomates sound peacefull rumours we must resubmit to Bajazet so heaven hath thought it fit Exeunt Actus 5. Scen 9. Enter Bajazet and Haman with a book and candle Baja. Set down the book and candle go and provide the Potion to prevent my Feaver-fit till when I meane to study go make hast Exit Haman Fortune I thank thee thou' rt a gracious Whore thy happy anger hath immur'd a prince within the walls of base security Farewell thou swelling sea of Government on whose bright christall bosom floates along the gravell'd vessell of proud Majesty Ambition empty all thy bagge of breath send forth thy blast among the quiet waves and work huge tempests to confound the Art of the usurping Pilat Selymus Treason and envy like two bickering windes shake the unsetled fabrick of his State that from my study windowes I may laugh to see his broken fortune swallowed up in the quick-sands of danger and the sayle puft with the calm breath of a flattering chance by furious whirl-winds rended into rags and peece-meal scattered through the Ocean But peace my chiding spirit come thou man Takes the book of rare instinct blest Author of a book worthy the studies of a reading God thou do'st present before my wearied eyes Tiberius sweating in his policies dull Claudius gaged by dull flattery Nero unbowelling Nobility Galba undone by servants hardly good Otho o're-whelmd in love and drencht in blood Vitellius sleeping in the chaire of State Vespatian call'd to government by Fate still as my Muse doth travel o're their age a Princes care is writ in every Page Thus I unfold the volume of thy writ the chiefest solace of my moving wit Caedes eo fuit nobilior quia filius He reads Patrem interfecit Tacit. Hist lib. 20. Avaunt thou damn'd wizard did

I give shall make a heart to bleed and prove a true Physician so indeed Enter Mysander having o'r-heard their talk Mys 'T was my good Genius guided me here now to hear Conspiracy wherefore I 'll attach them Save you Gentlemen Ore Save you too if you please Pyl. Sir 't was small manners to interrupt our talk and give no warning of your being neer Mys Warning you shall have warning yes I know I heard you both and understood your plot you 'll turn Physician Sir and give rare Clysters shall work like Stibium to purge our hearts You thought to act well true Physicians parts Orest Therefore on thee our Medicine first shall work Stabs him Mys Help murder Orest Nay Parasite I 'll gag you you shall not fawn again or wag your tayl when the King nods Mys O help me I am slain Pyl. Stop his breath quickly if but he be dead we may escape the danger of the treason Orest Nay he is silent O but we are beset Scena 3. Enter a Lord and others at the out-cry Lor. Look out me thought I heard one cry out murder some voice I am sure did disturbe the Court it was Mysanders voice me thought that cried Spies him dead and see hee 's slain one whom the Kings esteem did rank among the best there are the Murderers Fellows how durst you thus abuse the Court Go haste to ' th' King tell him the men be here Pylad. Gentlemen we as lovers to the Court came here as strangers for to see the King this man being coming out too soon for us and for himself us'd us uncivilly we have been Gentlemen though our Fortunes now have put on Beggars weeds upon our backs who answering in the same sort he propos'd he struck us and men cannot endure blows so thinking much to be struck again he grew so hot he drew and made a Stab at which encounter both inclosing him 'twixt us he took a wound worse than we thought to give for we did think to have given none But since 't is thus we must appeal to th' King Lor. Yes and here comes his Majesty in person Scena 4. Enter Aegystheus with a Guard Aegy. A Guard there on us here is murder done What is Mysander kil'd our trusty servant Where are the vilians Orest O hold good heart hark hark he calls us villains Aegy. What is the matter speak how came he dead They shall die two deaths that did cause him one O est O I am now undone he must sit judge to condemne us that should massacre him Pyl. Nay keep a temper hold good friend a while Lord. My gracious sovereign these two be the men which have confess'd the deed Aegyst Are you the men which thus abus'd our state Was 't one or both if both you both shall die if one that one w 're just in our Decree Scen. 5. Enter Clyt. Tynd. Strophius Electra What is my Queen come here to hear the Cause We 'll then ascend and judge them instantly Ascends the Throne Or. O crack my ey-strings let these balls drop out or the quick sights like darts fly to their souls and pierce their entrails he King my mother Queen The Briseis and Achilles that in my dream We come to be condemn'd amongst our friends I will speak to them Electra's there And Storphius your old Father Pylades Pyl. Shew thy self valorous o'recome thy self If we be known we surely are condemn'd Aegyst Father Lord Strophius sit and hear the cause Clyt. Why my Lord what is' t makes the business thus Aegyst My Queen shall straitway know Bring them away Although it is not fallen out of our minde of a free act of pardon of all faults commited in the date of such a time our hand of mercy must not be so soft to cover o're with gentle lenity such ulcerous sores as these there is no place for mercy left murder must not finde grace Therefore our doom is past one needs must die blood still for blood unto the gods will cry Orest Then if thy doom be spent great King here stands the man that did it shewing his guilty hands Pylad. O hold thy doom a while it was not he His serious studies in the learned Arts hearing acute Philosophers dispute 'twixt life and death and of a future state would fain haste to it but the man was I beleeve not him 't was his desire to die Orest No King 't is he which in his desperate thoughts would loose the bands betwixt his soul and him ones self against ones self is witness store my self confesses what wouldst thou have more Pyl. Believe him not upon my knees I vow Kneels these hands are only branded with the guilt and for ones blood let not two lives be spilt Orest And on my knees I the like Oath do take I gave the stab my Dagger 's bloody yet Pyl. That was my Dagger King he took 't from me Or. He do's me wrong by 't was ever mine Aegyst This doth amaze us I ne're yet saw two turn Rhetoricians so to plead for death Would not the pardon of this odious fact like a foul stench or an unwholsom air send an infectious vapour through the Land and choak up Justice this fidelity should for this one time set two murderers free Cly. Now good my love methinks I pity them and prethee for my sake I know them not abate thy edge of Justice for this once Orest O what she spoke to damne it had been better Aegyst My love thou knowst I never look too stern upon a fault that could ask lenity But this is so transcendent and so great it must not be slipt with impunity To do a heynous murder and i'th'Court i' th place of Justice where the King might hear upon a chief attendant of the Kings Murder it self is past all expiation the greatest crime that Nature doth abhor not being is abominable to her and when we be make others not to be 't is worse than bestial and we did not so when only we by natures ayd did live a Heterogenious kind as semibeasts when reason challeng'd scarce a part in us but now doth manhood and civility stand at the Bar of Justice and there plead how much they 'r wronged and how much defac't when man doth dye his hands in blood of man Judgement it self would scarce a Law enact against the murderer thinking it a fact that man ' gainst man would never dare commit since the worst things of nature do not it Orest O how his words now rail against a sin which beat upon his Conscious thoughts within His tongue speaks fair his inparts look on them and they like Jury-men himself condemne Aside Pyl. But O great King if justice must have right let me stand only guilty in thy sight Orest No 't is not King 't was I that did the deed and for my action let no other bleed Aegyst In troth this makes my Doom it cannot fall Will none of you

suit Orest Nay but Egystheus you can aggravate to doe a haynous murther and i' th Court I' th place of Justice where the King might hear upon a chief attendant of the Kings Murther it self is past all expiation a crime that nature most of all abhors and look how manhood and civility stand at the bar of Justice and there plead how much they 'r wrong'd and how much defac'd when man doth dye his hands in blood of man Now hearken King I 'll use thy Rhetorick thou didst a haynous murther in the Court not which the King did hear but which he felt when no petition could good man prevaile therefore this dies this first shall have his due Stabs it againe that the blood spirts in his face this mischief done revenge shall prompt anew Aeg. O the gods blush and heaven looks pale at this a fathers face besmear'd with his childs blood Orest My hast deceives my will tush all this yet may be call'd piety you shall tast too mother Turns it to her Clyt. O why dos't banish nature from his place Look on thy mothers tears worse then those groans and pangs she had when she first brought thee forth When of thy friends or parents thou hast wrong patience not fury doth to thee belong Is this the blessing that thy knee should ask Repay'st thou thus my kisses and my tears which flow'd from me to thee in tender years Orest O why did you so banish woman-hood when you and this damn'd villain base adulterer made in my fathers side so many wounds and brought a brave old King into this state See here 's his bones my pocket can contain Pulls bones from his pocket great Agamemnon and repayd you thus his kind embraces all his loving signs Aegystheus you are thirsty you shall drink Fills two cups with the childs blood gives it them yes you shall clear your throat by you shall Aegy. O mischief above mischief what Heniochus bred on a stony rock could e'r endure to see a fathers thirst quench'd with such blood Hast thou no measure hath revenge no end Ore Who first doth mischief may keep mean i' th deed but who revengeth must all mean exceed Nay mother wee 'l not bar you of your draught Gives one cup to her Clyt. O Nature see here all thy law infring'd a mothers prayers prevail not with her son Orest Pray with Thyestes it shall never move me But first Aegystheus Do thou haste revenge Stabs him Aegyst O I am wounded O when dost thou end Orest Nay I have scarce begun Now mother you Sabs her So now I 'll stand and look and on hell call nay my revenge must not be usual One more for thee Aegystheus only let out the blood you drank before Aegyst O my heart feels it Orest Now mother you and your love the same Clyt. O kill me quickly time prolongs my wo and since I must die let me quickly goe Orest You know your sentence Let him feel he dies who strait threats death knows not to tyrannize Aegy. This brings ten deaths Or. Would t would an 100 bring one death 's too little to revenge a King Hence hence adulterous soul to Tantalus and let hell know who 't was sent thee thither he dies Now mother you shall follow but he first lest that like Lovers you go hand in hand Clyt. Why son whose death is it thou dost revenge thy fathers but on whom upon thy mother On her which brought thee forth which took most care to bring thee up from whom thou tookst thy self thou' rt sure thou art mine but dost not know who 't was begate thee Orest Wil 't Bastardize me Yes mother yes I know I was his son Alas why what are you a senselesse peice of rotten earth can do as much to corn as you to me bear it and bring it forth but Agamemnon he that seed did sow and only unto him my self I ow and for him thou shalt die Clyt. O I confesse my conscience tells me I deserve no lesse and thus thy mother from thee doth depart leaving vexation to torment thy heart She dies Orest Now friend I see my father live again and in his royal state at Argos Court This is the night in which he first came home O blessed powers of hell divine Canidia Now am I satisfied now hath revenge perfection and nothing grieves me but that Tyndarus my mothers father did not see her die I le in and tell him my thoughts must reveale those acts I do this night who would conceale Now soul triumph whist that my deed shall shine I' th face o th Court and all the world know 't mine Actus 5. Scena 1. Enter Orestes in his gown Tyndarus Strophius Electra Pylades two Lords Ore My Lord your daughters potion works most rarely the King 's asleep God blesse his Majesty O do not wake him faith 't is pity la. Tynd. What do I see ha blood the little child dead my daughter bleed Aegystheus kill'd Orest Your Lordships eyes do fail 't is but spilt wine Tynd. Lay hands o' th villain 't is the Physicians deed Orest Nay friends hands off 't is no Physician now Discovers himself See see old Tyndarus dost thou know me yet Fetch me my Crown and robes nay I 'll ascend Is not Atrides eldest son your King Tynd. What hast thou done foul Viper to eat out thy mothers bowels what was this thy deed Thy silence sayes 't was thine What Tanais Tygris or Rhenus or what flowing sea should wash thee in the salt Meotis streame Or Tethis at full tide o'rflow thy banks still would the spots of murder stick on them Orest Why Grandsire I go not about to wash by 't was all the fruit I thought to win to think all mischief here could be no sin Tynd. See see thy mother look upon her now on her whose eyes thou hast for ever clos'd which eyes have often wakned at thy cry and hush'd thee with a lullaby to sleep See see these hands which oft with so much care wrapt gently up thy unset tender limbs See see this face wont at thy signes to smile when nature gave not leave unto thy tongue to utter thy childs meaning Orest See see these bones these nasty rotten bones which had so often lock'd his hands in hers here stood the tongue which oft had call'd her sweet dear Clytemnestra and then stopt his speech and told his love in a more speaking signe Here stood those eyes which fed upon her face and made her of thy daughter a great Queen and she made him a dish for loathed worms Tynd. Suppose she did there was but one yet dead and with ones death again should be repaid Orest No Tyndarus had I desir'd but one I should have thought I had desired none Why methinks I should too have kill'd thee the number is too little yet of three Tynd. Into what land what country wilt thou fly all earths all lands all countries will fly