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A46694
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The tragical history, admirable atchievments and various events of Guy Earl of Warwick a tragedy acted very frequently with great applause by his late Majesties servants / written by B.J.; Guy of Warwick (Romance)
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B. J.
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1661
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Wing J5; ESTC R15562
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I lay a charme upon thy head a hell bred slumber close thy sences up there groveling lye and never more arise Guy falls a black inchanted charme close up thine eyes Exit inchanter Enter Oberon King of the Fairies Obe But I will break thy charming Sorceries and he shall wake to be thy overthrow You harmlesse spirits of the flowry Meades Nymphes Satyres Fawnes and all the Fairy train that waits on Oberon the Fairy King attend me quickly with your silver tunes and in a circled Ring le ts compasse round this sleeping Knight that lies upon the ground Enter the Fairies with Musick they Dance about him Oberon strikes Guy with his Wand he awakes and speakes Guy Where art thou Guy what heavenly place is this what ravishing sound of Musick fills mine ear what blessed shadowes do appear to me that am a woful wretched sinful man O pardon me as I am faithful true I never yet meant hurt to none of you Obe We know it well arise fair Knight stand up Guy ariseth thou wert inchanted by a hellish fiend that doth inhabit in this hatefull Tower he casts thee in a deadly charming sleep and but by my means thou shouldest ne're have walkt I am the Fairy King that keeps these Groves for Huon of Burdeaux sake thy Warlike friend the dear loved Minion of the Fairy King will I make Guy of Warwicks name be fear'd for conquest of the Tower of Donather here take this charming Wand I give it thee which is of such great vertue if it touch all the Inchantments in this spacious world they all shall be dissolv'd immediately For proof whereof make tryal against this Tower and in a moment it shall vanish hence Guy Great Fairy King how am I bound to thee that from these dangers hast delivered me I 'le touch this Tower if that dissolve these charmes Warwick is free from all inchanting harmes It Thunders Lightens Enter Sparrow running Spar. Fire Fire Fire Guy How now Sirrah what 's the news with you Spar. Whoop Master are you alive still nay then I care not ifaith but I have been peper'd since I went from you Guy How Sir I pray Spar. When you sent me to seek an entrance into the Castle I thinking it was good sleeping in a whole skin ran and hid my self in a bush I had not lain there long but it began to Thunder and Lighten monstrously and presently the Bush flew a Fire about my Eares that with your favour I came away in a stinking complexity but Master what fine little hop O my Thumbs have you got here Guy Sirrah take heed what you say for these are Fairies Spar. Fairies quotha I care not what they be I 'le have about with them for a bloody Nose I have a better stomack to sight with one of them then with the Gyant agreat deal Unch ye whorson little pigpies you I 'le tickle ye ifaith The Fairies fall about him pulls him down pinches him he cries out O Master help help Guy How now Sirrah what 's the newes with you Spar. I am kil'd master I am kil'd Guy Kil'd knave where art kil'd Spar. In the Buttock in the Buttock Guy VVell Sir rise or I 'le rise ye Spar. Rise quotha yes I 'le rise but I am sure I am dead do you call these Fairies a vengeance on them they have tickled my Collefodiums ifaith but master what is that same little gentlemans name Guy Sir his name is King Oberon Spar. Little Gentleman is your name King Colbron Obe No Sir my name is King Oberon Spar. VVhy then good King Muttonbone learne your little Munkies to pair their Nayles with a pestilence for my posteriors will feel the print of them this fortnight at the least Obe Sir hold your peace and Guy give me thy hand the way I 'le shew thee to the holy land where I will add such glory to thy name that all the world shall speak of Warwicks fame The black Inchanter he is gone to Hell in endlesse torments ever for to dwell Nymphs Satyres Fawnes and all the rest march on before stout Guy and youthful Oberon Exeunt Actus Tertius Enter Time THus swiftly runs the silent houres of Time whilst wordly men secured by their wealth think not on time nor on their soules fair health but those whose well adorned lymbes are made of that pure mettal which shall never fade those that have learned of Angells how to sing and to the world all piety doth bring and fills the world with learning and with art to those doth Time her Golden gifts impart you fair beholders of this honoured story think now that Guy of Warwick he is gone leaving these Fairies and King Oberon and now to fair Jerusalem takes his way where hearing of the Wars the Pagans make against that City and that holy Land he now prepares himself by force of Armes to save Judea from insuing harmes long stories are not told in little time much matter in small room we must combyne wee 'l curt all nothing yet make something short because we would shun tediousnesse of sport if it be long say length is all the fault if it be lame say old men needs must halt Enter Sultan Shamurath Soldan of Babylon with Zorastes Sult Thus Sultan Shamurath as Earthly God of Kings have marcht along with all their VVarlike Troopes Ten Thousand Gallies ships and brigandines lye dancing on the Adratique Sea ready to be commanded when we please to bear this Captive King of fair Jerusalem to our Triumphant City Babylon but say Zorastes how shall we employ our VVarlike Forces ' gainst these Christians Most dread and mighty Emperour of the East whose puissant and warlike Force commands even from the orient to the sonnes decline suffer not thus these hated Christians to inmure themselves in walls of stone and brasse whilst Sultan Shamurath with all his Lords attends a day of battle with their swords Great King of Babell now be rul'd by me and let Zorastes counsel now prevail I 'le raise up heaps of damned spirits from hell that shall make way unto my bold attempt Legions of Divels attend my dreadful Charmes ready to be commanded when I please then mighty Soldan make no more delay my art shall make the Conquerour this day Sultan Thankes stout Zorastes great Magician thanks but first le ts summon them unto a parley perhaps they 'l yield their City to our hands knowing our force to be invincible and they not able to withstand our power Trumpet or Drum summon a parley there A parley sounded Enter the King of Jerusalem upon the walls King What craves Thasirian Emperour at our hands Sultan Homage and fealty as thy Soveraigne Lord of all these spacious bounds of Christendome know petty King of fair Jerusalem I am the mighty Sultan Shamurath that rules the tripple City Babylon and all the Kingdomes of the Eastern world only this little part of Asia holds out against us and derides our faith scorning our