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A51508	Vienna, noe art can cure this hart where in is storied, ye valorous atchievements, famous triumphs, constant love, great miseries, & finall happines, of the well-deserving, truly noble and most valiant kt., Sr. Paris of Vienna, and ye most admired amiable Princess, the faire Vienna.	M. M. (Matthew Mainwaring), 1561-1652.; Minshull, Richard.	1650 (1650)	Wing M295C; ESTC R19255	130,674	194

after the City was shee called talking with her selected and ●●deered friend the Lady Izabella whose gracious demeanour he so devoutly noted and whose unparalel'd beauty hee so feelingly admired that openly commending the one he secretly affected the other Many were the unwonted thoughts that now troubled his troubled minde and more then many were the unquiet and universuall cares that now attended his new entertained desires Still hee gazed and gazing sigh't and sighing grieved that so he gazed yet could hee not cease to feed his hungry eye nor durst hee once be seene to looke on her on whom he could not bur looke For as commanding love did flatter his a spiring hope so the remembrance of Phaetons fall did dismay him with a deadly feare And feare hee did least that just disdaine would beget in her bitter revenge and blacke revenge should bring forth untimely deaths Thus in seeking to passe the meane poore Paris dyed for being so meane and in this disconsolation glad hee was to smother his sorrow to his greater griefe nor daring to acquaint any but La-nova his second selfe his companion in Armes and the sole secreter of all his secrets To him and none but him did hee in sorrow bewray his love and in love bewayle his sorrow La-nova pittying his case disswaded him from the danger of Ixions love least with more repentance hee vainely with Apollo pursued Daphne Heavens forbid said hee my Paris eye should with the Eagle sore against so bright a Sunne or that your desire should with the Bee delight in such flowers which being suckt will yeeld more poyson then honey Ah Paris Paris seeke not to obtaine that with care which you cannot keepe without danger To desire to bee a King is no just tytle of a Kingdome and to say you love her no sufficient desert to winne her Desire not then beyond thy reach least thou fall in thy hope Nay admit that her chast conceits would entertaine Venus deceits yet followes it not that Ioves royall bird would prey on silly Flies Alexander would deale with none but Kings nor Vienna with any but Princes low shrubs wither ever at the Cedars roote Beware Paris least coveting with Iearus to soare above the Sunne thou bee punished in his pride under the Sunne Thy deserts are J confesse many and meritorious but the state of her estate stands not with thy indignities men are wey'd by the aboundance of their fortunes not by the worthinesse of their vertues Then wade no further in this foord but let Armours nor Amours bee the subject of thy thoughts since the Campe affords honours and the Court such dangers Paris thus dehorted resembled the Palme-tree that the more it is prest downe the more it striveth upwards so the more his friend misliked of that hee desired the more hee desired what so his friend misliked Such was the unresistable force of his inlimitable affection that in spite of reason hee was enforc'd to doe homage unto passion For where Love is predominant there all other affections attend on it And therefore hee concluded still and ever to love her but still and never to let it bee knowne to her To approve which hee requested La-nova's company that night secretly to give Vienna musicke who seeing his unremoveable resolution vowed himselfe to his fortunes The same night when quiet sleepe possest each weary eye hee and La-nova taking eyther of them a well tuned Lute went directly under Vienna's window where sweetly striking their pleasant strings Sir Paris thus chearefully warbled out his Ladies praise Though present times allow of former age And yeeld the pride of grace to Joves faire Queene Though Junoes grace did please each gazing eye And all men thought like grace was never seene Yet were I judge to judge of sweetest grace Your grace for grace should have the chiefest place Though Pallas patronesse of Wisedome bee And wisest heads doe homage to her shrine Though Doctors draw their learning from her braine And all men hold her sacred and divine Yet should I judge of Wit Pallas should find Your Grace should weare the Lawrell of the mind Though Paris Vonus doom'd for fairest faire Of Goddess● three that strove for Beauties pride Though Gods and men confirm'd her beauties Queene And every eye did honour Vulcans bride Yet might I judge my judgement should be this Venus was faire fairer Vienna is Then leave your strife strive not you Worthy wights Yeeld beauties prize vnto my Princesse praise Blush Trojan blush thy Helens hu● is stayn'd Cease cease you Knights your Ladyes praise to raise Since so my Love excels those Goddesse three That all excell'd for grace Wit and Beauty Vienna pleased with the tune but more with her praise was moved with desire to know who they were that so sweetly sung and so affectionately honoured her but doe what shee could she could not know them by any meanes which much grieved but more troubled her disquieted thoughts Still shee conferred and talked with Izabella of that heavenly harmony and ever she commended whom she knew not to commend For Paris having ended where yet hee had not begun conveyed himselfe away as privately as might be But the next following night they went againe with dolefull Recorders on which they carefully sounded Paris unknowne thus plainly made his passion not his person knowne How should J joy why should I sing That naught but woes and sorrowes bring What is that God of torments great What is his name Where is his seat Below O no there is not hell On high sie sie there blisse doth dwell Looke on my eyes let Iudgement show Where that place is of endlesse woe Behold my heart fresh bleeding still Where griefe doth live and Love doth kill Then see ah me where sorrowes dwell 'T is Loue I prove that men call hell Love is that God that men torments With raging woes and sad laments My heart his seat where he doth raigne With great contempt and proud disdaine This this it is makes love a Hell Then Care prepare to ring my knell Farewell most faire Beauty adiew J dare not love but honour you Starres-sixt so high dimmes my weake sight I may not gaze on Lampes so bright Which proves and moves my tongue to tell That Love proud Love is worse then Hell This sorrowfull Song ended the Musicke ceased and Paris returned to his Chamber But Vienna who attentively had listned to this carefull Ditty knew not well by his over-passionate conceite and alluding and insinuating Song that Love had made her a Mistris and Fortune had sent her a servant Yet could shee nor imagine who hee should be but much she was discontented that so it should be her Princely towring thoughts were not subject to Subjects fancies nor would she admit of servill fervants And therefore because she would punish their pride in their presumption she went the next morning secretly to lier Father and told him how that the two passed nights there had beene

merrit I acknowledge and will affect as I ought respectively I honour the estimate of your place and greatnesse Your love I will affectionately embrace never Eugenia forme shall faile of her desire and Sirap will euer live freely yours in all service SIR A P. Now most meritorious Lady sayd Mentiga and worthyest of Princes what mislike can you gather from so full a consent of love Or what could you expect more from him then to be wholly yours with adventure of life he offers love and not regarding danger he devotes himself to your pleasure O happy Lady Soveraign Queen of Fortune and sole commander of contentment that out of your own fancy can triumph over others affections and at your own pleasure enjoy your desires with wished delights Eugenia amazed and confounded with wonder knew not what to say or thinke of her selfe Sure shee was that she read it directly otherwise and as assuredly she found it now to bee otherwise In this silent confused study she punished all her thoughts with variety of hinking and stood like a fair livelesse picture made to life but wanting life vntil fatall Mentiga awaked her wandring spirits and thus merrily cheered her Nay most mighty Empress she sayd confess your error and your pardon shall be granted heer is nothing metamorphosed only you may see that there is nothing well done that is ill construed Your fear to loose what you wished to have made you think as you doubted beleeve what you feared and read as you deemed But that cloud being dispierced look now with comfort upon the glory of the Sun and with joy receive the benefit of his sweet influence and therewithall she read and re-read it with such plain and direct pointing of it that the Sultanesse being easily made apt to embrace what she desired acknowledged her over sight and never after sought to read it in any other manner or to any other sense To ratifie which Mentiga told her that he sorrowfully craved pardon for his next days attendance For that it being his birth day he was tyed both by his Countries custom and by his oblieged observance religiously to celebrate it in a sacred sort according to their wonted and hallowed manner This was somewhat cordiall unto her wounded heart though not so comfortable as she desired And yet it did because it must satisfie for the time which time was all surprized Sirap sought to gain For in the delay of dayes he hoped to prevent that threatning evill which so dangerously like a prodigious though bright Comet proclaimed and prognosticated his destruction In the mean time he left the pleasing and entising sports of the court for pleasures are no pastimes for male-contented and disconsolated men and purposely walked all alone into the fields the freer to enjoy his own thoughts where suddenly making a stand in his melancholy pause he writ in the sand with the point of his sword as follows My foes I foyl my woes do conquer me Fancy I fly yet love and lov'd would be Thus Sirap joyes and thus doth Paris mourn In Greece grac'd and admir'd in France forlorn No sooner had he writ the last Letter but with his discontented foot he buried them all in their own Sepulchers and smoothing he place againe stampt out this new inscription No eye shall see what sands would tell No winds shall blab where I do dwell But then calling to remembrance his enthralled Lady lying hopelesse haplesse and heartlesse in his losse in her love and in her selfe And finding himselfe exiled from Prince Parents and possessions wandering like a fugitive from forraign places to places still unknown Then then drowning the late flowing streame of his gotten glory in the full Sea of present hard haps he began thus to ease his oppressing griefe by pleading and publishing to the winds his case and cause of grievous care O false Fortune said he constant only in inconstancy how hast thou made me a mirror of thy many mutabilities First thou flatteredst my clyming thoughts with imperiall conceits and promisedst successe to my aspiring hopes and then even then thou punishest my desires with distrusting favours After thou didst erect rich and glorious Trophses for my renowned Victoryes and in thy greatest grace disgrace my fortunes and eclipse my honour with most obscure and clouded Conquests Then in thy fraudulent smiles thou wingedst my hope with beauties consent and madest me flye in the heaven of my blisfull contentment But after like a cruell Tyrant thou thrust my heart out of Paradise and like a Thief robbed my desires of his purchased Prey And now rather to shew thy staylesse state then to salve any wound thou gavest thou girdest me with pleasing glory and unaffected favours in Greece and feedest my mated mind with unseasonable joyes when alas my excruciated thoughts cannot but live as strangers in forraign delights O sweet Vienna in thee only have I lost the beauty of the world the pride of all joys the sweetest fruit of best content and the highest mark of true loves ambition And for thee only all these remonstrances of love joy mirth solace and triumphs seem unto me but as the rich spoils of a vanquished Kingdom in the eye of a Captive Prince which as they are but as unbreadings of his losse so are these but as sharp whetstones to my continuated sorrows O how these Barbarian and Turkish times of comfort sound in my eares like the Israelites bemoaning Musicke upon the Babylonian bankes And how the Sultan and his Emperesses affording graces seem unto me but as the glystering sparkes of a broken Diamond and the Pictures of dead and decayed beauties fair signes not salves of my lost felicity and true memorials not medicines of my purchast calamity O Vienna Vienna as thou art the food of my thoughts the relief of my wishes and the onely life and repasse of all my desires so is thy love to me a continuall hunger and thy absence an extream famine Then pardon my enforced flight in my stormy fury driver thereunto by my angry Pates and let my faith live still in thy fancy which is nor to be controlled by any Fortune But ala● thou livest thy self a Captive Prince to thy will and a most desolate prisoner to thy abused constancy O cruell Dolphin Tiger-hearted Father and most unnaturall and unrelenting Parent the smallest drops will soften the hardest stones but natures greatest tears cannot supple thy flony heart thy justice without pitty is as cruell as pitty without justice is foolish If wrath were not by mercy to be appeased no flesh should be saved O would and thus as he would have floated further in the Sea of his sorrow he was interrupted and driven out of his Saturnall humor by a certain messenger of worth that the Turk had sent to seek him with whom he returned shadowing his grief with the borrowed vail of seeming pleasant and arming his patience with noble resolution to give way to all occurrents and to