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A17968	The deseruing fauorite As it was lately acted, first before the Kings Maiestie, and since publikely at the Black-Friers. By his Maiesties seruants. Written by Lodovvicke Carlell, Esquire, Gentle-man of the Bovves, and Groome of the King and Queenes Priuie Chamber.	Carlell, Lodowick, 1602?-1675.; Castillo Solórzano, Alonso de, 1584-1648? Duquesa de Mantua.	1629 (1629)	STC 4628; ESTC S107554	55,341	120

make the couenant perfect Clar. I see this is no way my Lord This rash oath you haue made may cost you deare Duke In that consider the greatnesse of my loue Clar. The greatnesse of your folly rather That thinke by threatning punishments to your selfe To make me pitty you when since I doe not loue you I am not toucht with any feeling of your greefes Duke If not for mine yet for your Goddesse sake Giue ouer your ill grounded resolution Enter Bernardo Ber. My Lord the King is newly lighted at the garden gate And in all hast cals for you Duke Madame the King to whom my person is a subiect Commands my presence and I must obey him But my heart which I haue made you Soueraigne of Shall stay to wait on you my returne must needs Be speedy since I leaue my heart at the mercy Of you my cruell enemy Clar. My Lord I shall so martyr it before I come agen That you will repent you Duke You cannot giue it deeper wounds Then you haue done already and in that Confidence I le leaue you Ber. Madame will it please you walke into the gallery There are some pictures will be worth your seeing Exeunt Actus secundus Scoena prima Enter King Attendants Iacomo Duke and Followers meeting King Will none go call the Duke Welcome deare Cozen You lost a braue chase to day but you had other game A foote what sayes your cruell Mistris will she loue you Duke I hope she will Sir she doth heare me speake King How heare you speake Duke Of loue I meane Sir King Fye passionate man Duke Why Sir doe you not thinke him happie Whom she will vouchsafe to heare King You know my loue hath made you what you are Out of an opinion that you deserud it Not for that you were my Kinsman I neuer yet deny'd What you would aske relying on your iudgement And your vertue Should you haue ask'd my Sister For your Wife I sooner should haue giuen consent And taxt your iudgement lesse then I doe now For doting on this Lady Call backe for shame then That iudgement which had wont to gouerne all Your actions and make me once more proud That I haue such a Kinsman whose iudgement Can controule his strongest passions euen loue it selfe When it is preiudiciall to his honor Duke Sir You haue alwayes beene a Father to me And studyed that which hath beene for my good Better then I could thinke I know your Maiesties Intent in this is to perswade me from that Which you belieue is preiudiciall to me But since without her loue gain'd the faire way Of seruice not by threatnings I can take ioy In nothing this world can afford me Pardon me Sir if I desire you to spare Your Counsell since I am capable of none Except you perswade me to loue more King Well Sir I will leaue you to your amorous passions See me no more till I send for you Exeunt King Atten Duke The King is mou'd Should he take from me all that he hath giu'n me Yet it were a happinesse if for her sake I lost it Iaco. My noble Lord Duke Friend what is your suit to me If it be reasonable it shall not bee deny'd For your young Ladies sake Iaco. My Lord the businesse I haue to deliuer Concernes your Grace Duke How me what is it speake Iaco. My Lord it is a secret and doth concerne Clarinda And therefore send your people off That with more freedome I may speake with you Duke Waite me without now speake Exeunt Seruants Iaco. What thinks your Lordship is the cause That moues Clarinda to neglect your Loue Du. The knowledge of her own worth and my vnworthines Which defect I hope in time my faithfull seruice Shall make good and she will loue me Iaco. Neuer my Lord Duke Why is her vow of Chastity already past Iaco. Shee vow Chastitie Duke Why villaine dost thou smile at that Think'st thou Diana's selfe is Chaster Iaco. Great Sir mistake me not I smile to thinke How she deceiues your Grace telling you She neuer meanes to marrie when I dare Pawne my life she is already contracted Duke Traitor to my best hopes Thou hast kindled in my brest a iealous fire That will consume me fiends take thee for thy newes Would thou hadst beene borne dumbe betrothd it cannot be Who durst presume knowing I lou'd her once To thinke of Loue much lesse to name it to her Iacom. My Lord if you will with patience heare me I will tell you whom Duke Speake quickly giue me that case For I vow the earth shall not long beare vs both I will not tell you vnlesse you will promise To follow my aduice which if you will I will shew you a cleare way to your desires Duke What do you riddle me is she contracted And can I by your counsell attaine my wishes No the House of Fate though they should all Take Counsell cannot backe restore the happinesse Th' ast rob'd me of in saying shee 's contracted Iaco. My Lord do not thus wast your selfe In fruitlesse passion but heare the remedy That I le propound Du. First let me know which of the Gods it is That in a mortall shape hath gain'd her loue That thou suspect'st she is contracted Or else some King that in disguise hath left His Kingdome to obtaine her Loue Who is worth many Kingdomes Name not a meaner Riuall if thou dost Expect I should belieue Iaco. My Lord it is a man to whom Your valorous hand gaue life Du. Curst be my hand then for that vnkinde office Against my heart name him Iaco. It is the young Lord Lysander Du. Take that ignorant foole Lysander Strikes him Iaco. How strucke is this my hop't reward By all that 's good I le be reueng'd Duke I was too rash She is a Woman and may dissemble Lysander to Is noble courteous valiant handsome But yet compar'd with me his fortunes nothing Alas that cannot barr loue out of a noble breast Such as Clarinda's is what wayes my Birth Or greatnesse with the King in her consideration Lysanders equall fortunes and her owne In that their Fathers suffer for one cause His banisht hers a prisoner till I releast him Hath I feare begot a mutuall loue betwixt them Friend prethee pardon me I was too rash I le heale thy hurt with gold Iaco. My Lord I am a Gentleman And were you not a Kinsman to the King The blow you gaue me might haue cost you deare Duke I le heale thy reputation and thy head With store of crownes here but prethee tell me What mou'd thee to discouer this to me Or how camst thou thy selfe to know of it I thinke her Father doth not Iaco. I thinke he doth not it is long since Since I suspected it and to assure my selfe The other night I crept behind the Arbour Where they vse to meet somtimes and soon by their Discourse I found what I suspected to be most true My

her leaue to doe she curst her beauty As the cause of all this mischiefe at last Considering who it was that spoke A Father that deseru'd an answere Her iudgement shut her passions in a lesse roome For hauing calm'd the tempest of her greefes She mildly answer'd that she was happy In his liberty though now she saw It was but giuen him to procure her bondage For such she did account all ties of marriage Made by the parents without the childs consent Though nere so rich or hononrable Mari. And hauing said so did she not cast her watry eyes Vpon you and in this sad yet pleasing language Tell you that she would not forsake you for the Duke Lys. It is true shee did so there is no tongue That can expresse the hearts of those that loue Like their owne eyes but Sister it will be late Before you reach the Forrest the Princesse too May wonder at your stay Mari. Brother it 's true but I so seldome see you That I 'le not goe vnlesse you promise to come and see me Lys. You know the strict command That none but those appointed should come neere the Lodge Mari. That is but your excuse I haue told you how often the Princesse Earnestly hath desir'd to see you yet you would neuer goe Lys. Sister I feare these sad occasions will hinder me But I will write Mari. Will you not come sixe miles to see a Sister That so dearely loues you Lys. Sister I know you loue nor will I be a debter You are both my Friend and Sister Exeunt Flourish Enter King Utrante and Attendants King My Lord Vtrante can you not then Perswade your Daughter to receiue a Blessing Which euen the greatest Ladies in this Kingdome Would desire on their knees Enter Duke and Followers Is this a Man to be neglected Though he were not A Kinsman to your King besides my Lord Remember you may draw vpon your selfe Our high displeasure by her refusall Duke Great Sir let not your loue and care of me Bar faire Clarinda the freedome of her choyce By threatning punishments vnto her Father If she choose not me for should she offended Which she might iustly be if I should seeme To force Loue from her it were not within your power Though that you would giue all that you possesse To make me satisfaction for the wrong King Yes I could make you satisfaction Though shee were offended by forcing her Into your armes to whom the wrong was done Duke Her Person Sir you might but not her Minde Which is indeed the obiect of my Loue That 's free from your subiection for it 's free From Loue a greater power by farre Utran. My Lord I thinke shee 's free from reason too For did that gouerne her she could not thus neglect Her happinesse or rather she may yet suspect your Lordship Doth not meane what you professe and from that feare Seemes coy till she be more assured Duke I cannot pluck my heart out of my brest To shew her I wish I could yet liue to doe her seruice There she might see her worth truely ingrauen In lasting Characters not to be razed out By the hand of Time nor which is more her scorne King Cozen if you will be rul'd by me I 'le make her leape with ioy into your armes Duke Sir so that it be by no way of violence I will obey you King In act I 'le vse no way of violence Yet I must threaten it Duke Sir if you threaten her you ruine me Her Sun-bright Eyes by faithfull seruice May in time shine gently on me and warme My frozen hopes But on the contrary Shee knowing that I 'm the cause of these your threatnings Will from her iust vext soule throw curses on me I would not see thee heauen of her faire face Clouded with any raised by my power to be a Monarch King You know my loue and you presume vpon it Take your owne way of loue deliuer vp your selfe Vnto her mercy that I would make at yours Would you be ruled go see your Mistris Tell her you loue her more then euer man did woman To proue which true pray her that shee 'l command you Taskes more dangerous then did the enuious Iuno To great Hercules all which you will performe With much more ease since you by her command Shall vndertake 'em whose vertue hath the power To arme you 'gainst a world of dangers doe Make her proud with praises and then see How she will torture you Duke Sir she may torture me and iustly too For my presumption since I haue dared To tell so much perfections that I loue Not being first made worthy by my suffering For her Vtran. My Lord if you 'l be pleas'd to grace my house This day she either shall requite your sufferings O I will deny her for a child of mine Duke My Lord most willing I would see faire Clarinda But not vpon such conditions nothing But gentle intreaties must be vs'd for tho the King Were pleas'd to say that my humility Would make her proud I would not haue a subiect Say not you that are her Father that she can Doe an act or thinke a thought that tends not To perfection King Come my Lords we will goe hunt a Stag to day And leaue my Cozen to his amorous thoughts Exe. K. Atten Duke I thanke your Maiestie for this dayes licence My Lord Vtrante shall I then see Clarinda And will you lend your best assistance To make me Master of a happinesse the world may enuy Utran. My Lord you make an Idol of a peeuish Girle Who hath indeed no worth but what you please To giue her in your opinion Duke I must not heare you thus blaspheme You might as well say Pallas wanted wisdome Diana chastitie or Venus beautie As say she wanted worth for euery seueral excellence That shin'd in them and made them By mens admirations Goddesses Flow mixt in her indeed shee hath Too much of Dians Ice about her heart And none of Venus heate but come my Lord I lose my selfe in her vast praises and so Deferre the ioy of seeing what I so commend Exe. Enter Iacomo and Lysander at seuerall dores Lys. Good morrow honest Iacomo is my young Ladie readie Iaco. She is my Lord Lys. And where 's her Father Iaco. He was this morning early sent for by the King Lys. Tell your Ladie I would speake with her Iaco. My Lord I will Exit Lys. The Count Utrante is happie in this honest seruant Let me before I doe perswade Clarinda consider well Surely that houre in which I see her led to the Temple And there made fast with Hymeneall rights vnto another Will be my vtmost limit and death is terrible Not where there is so glorious a reward propos'd As is her happinesse shee shall be happie And in her happinesse consisteth mine Haue I not often sworne I lou'd her better Then my selfe and this is onely left to make it good Enter

all night Duke I feare there is no other remedie Clar. O my Lysander thou art lost I feare For euer and that same villaine Iacomo is cause of all There is some comfort yet I see a light sure it 's some house Duke For Charities sake open the Dore He knocks Enter Hermit Lord Sir where haue you beene Duke Mercy vpon vs how are we mistaken This is the old mans house where I haue beene Still since I came into the Forrest Cla. Pray heauen he did not misse his way a purpose Duk. Good Father if you haue any meate Fetch me some for this sweet youth I met him In the Forrest and would haue shewed him The way to Gerards Lodge but lost my selfe And wandred vp and downe till now Her Here here 's some meate I was my selfe at Gerards Lodge and saw those There whom you would little thinke Duke Who were there Her The King and his faire Sister Lysander bound as a Prisoner for killing Of the Duke Cla. O my Lysander's lost fals Duke Looke to the Boy he swoones speake Child what dost thou ayle Cla. That same who is Lysander now a prisoner And must die was the only cause I would So faine haue gone to Gerards Lodge For that villaine who had bound me I knew Would tell the King that Lysander was there And I would faine haue giuen him warning That he might haue fled because hee is Thy Kinsman Her Be not sad Boy for that I heard the Princesse sweare if the King Put to death Lysander that she will not out-liue Him and he too well loues his Sister To lose her so Cla. How Is the Princesse so in loue with him Her Indeed they say she is Duke Come and eat your meate you shall Goe to bed I know you ate weary Clar. Sir I cannot eate I had rather sleepe Her Come then I le shew thee to a Bed Clar. No Sir I le lie vpon the Rushes I neuer vse To lie with any body and I am sure Here in this house there are not many beds Her Come thou shalt lie alone There are two beds we two will lie together Clar. Please Sir to leaue me here I le go to bed No childe I le helpe thee Clar. If he should see my breasts I am vndone I will keepe on my doublet Her Goe to bed sweet childe wee 'l leaue thee Exeunt Actus quintus Scoena prima Enter Iaspero and Bernardo Ias. What newes at Court Ber. Sad newes belieue me Ias. Why must braue Lysander suffer to day Ber. The King hath sworne to haue his head off ere Sun-set Ias. The Kingdome will be poore in such a losse For he leaues none behind him worth his equall Ber. I but is 't not strange the King should grace That villaine Iacomo that did betray him Ias. His extreame loue vnto the Duke makes him Loue Iacomo who doth professe that he did not Discouer Lysander in hope of gaine but onely Out of loue to the Dukes memory Ber. At one o' th clocke he is to suffer let vs be there betimes and get a place neere the Scaffold to heare his last words Exe. Enter Utrante in blacke Utran. How blacke and sorrowfull this day lookes This day in which Lysander is to suffer Noble Lysander to whom my Child and I Are so much bound and yet hee is the cause Of both our ruines or rather I am cause It was my ambition to haue a Duke My Sonne in Law no it was my Clarinda's Beauty bred all this mischiefe and it was The Heauens that gaue Beauty to her Why did they then not blesse that gift in her But turne it to her curse Peace wretched man And argue not with those high powers But wait their pleasure and pray for their assistance Who can yet change this Scoene of blood into A Scoene of ioy and back returne thee thy Clarinda Enter a Seruant Ser. If 't please your Lordship my young Lady Is return'd and gone agen Vtran. How Ser. She hath beene in the house this houre as the maids tell me hath chang'd her cloaths and 's newly stolne out at the back-gate and gon toward Lysanders prison two of my fellowes are gone after her and I came back to tell your Lordship Exit Enter Cleonarda and Mariana Cleo. And do's the Kings cruel resolution hold still Mar. O Madam yes my poore Brother must dye to day Cleo. And wilt not thou dye with him speake Mariana Mar. Madame I could wish that I might not out-liue him Cle. Why sayst thou thou couldst wish hast thou not hands Or dost thou want a knife if so yet there 's many wayes to die Mar. Madame how strangely doe you talke Cleo. Why wouldst thou wish to liue After the vntimely death of such a Brother Ma. Madame we must not goe vntill the Gods do call vs Yet I bylieue it is the better place Cleo. The better place assure thy selfe of that they would Not else thus early call thither the best of Men I will follow Him where ere he goes to see Enter Iacomo Iac. Madame the King desires your company Cleo. Villaine had he none else to send but thee That didst betray Lysander hence from my sight Exeunt Enter Duke and Hermit Her What did you with the Boy Duke I left him at the Count Utrante's house He told me he dwelt there Her At what houre say they must Lysander suffer Duke At on of the clock faile not to be there And get neere the Scaffold Her You need not bid me Exeunt Floûrish Enter King Cleonarda Iacomo Mariana Attendants one of them in Habit of a Countreman King Sister beleeue me you haue told me such particular Arguments of Lysanders worth that I doe pitty His misfortunes much and haue quite lost my anger Yet Iustice must be satisfied Cleo. Sir the offence that he committed was but against The Law although he rob'd you of a Subiect You are aboue the Law and may remit it A King should in points of life and death Be like the Chancery in other cases and helpe By mercy against the cruell letter of the Law As the Chancery doth by conscience Especially when your owne conscience tels you That he was forc'd against his will to fight Kin. Sister it were an example too dangerous To pardon him that kild my next of blood It might encourage some to strike my selfe And therfore it is in vaine to plead for mercy Enter Utrante and Clarinda Vtran. O daughter let not your passionate loue Vnto Lysander make you accuse good Iacomo Cla. O Sir you are cozen'd he is a Diuell incarnate Iustice Iustice great Sir King Lady I thought your plea would haue beene mercy And not Iustice Clar. Sir I haue lost all hope of mercy but Iustice I hope you will grant me against that villaine Iacomo Iaco. Now haue at me but I haue fore-arm'd the King with such a tale that and mine owne impudence which neuer faild me shall well enough defend me Kin. Arise faire Clarinda and

kill the Duke Kin. And by my Crowne since thou dost interpose thy selfe Betwixt the sword of Iustice and the Obiect It shall cut through thy life too with Lysanders If thou dost faile to proue what thou affirmest Lys. I doe beseech your Maiesty Let not this franticke man for so he seemes to be Out of his loue to me ruine himselfe I doe confesse againe it was this vnlucky hand And no other that kild the Duke Duke I call the heauens to witnesse it was I That was the cause he bled that day And well he did deserue it for thinking So vniustly to rob thee of Clarinda Who only dost deserue her King Carry the fellow hence Doe I sit here to heare a mad man talke Duke Call me not fellow I am as good A Gentleman as was the Duke your Cozen And were he now aliue hee would acknowledge it Kin. Away with him to Prison I le haue him Strangely punisht for this presumption Away with him Her Sir vpon my credit And men of my Profession should not lye he 's both In Birth and worth equall vnto the Duke Kin. Though I doe reuerence your Profession Yet I see no cause to belieue you For in this Kingdome there is none so worthy Her Sir yes euery way as worthy And one your Maiestie doth loue so well That if he aske you I know you will pardon Lord Lysander for his sake King Sure all the world 's infected One that I loued so well and equall to the Duke In Birth how canst thou proue this Her Thus I can proue it Discouer Duke To your great ioy and all the Kingdomes Kin. I am amaz'd art thou a Coniurer And from the quiet graue hath raised The beloued person of my Kinsman to delude me For thou wert he that said thou foundst his body Duke Ghosts doe not vse to pay their duty to The liuing Sir feele my hand I am your Seruant Kin. O my deare Cozen can this be true Duke Sir I will make all plaine but first I must Relieue the worthiest of men noble Lysander Send for Clarinda and tell her this glad newes Madame let me kisse your faire hands I euer honourd you but now I doe adore That high rais'd mind of yours that feares not To professe your loue to vertue though in distresse King Deare Cozen I do long to know by what meanes you were preseru'd Duke This reuerend man that did the pious act Can best resolue it you Kin. 'T was he that brought first word that he Had found your body by which we were resolued That you were dead he told his tale so punctually Duk. When I began to bee past danger of my Wounds I fram'd that tale about the thieues Intending to conceale my selfe and so to make Triall of your loue to me and of Clarinda's Loue vnto Lysander both which I finde Not to be equal'd Kin. Good Father tell vs how you found him Wounded and how you did preserue him Her Sir what I told you Concerning the finding of him wounded All that was true and how I did recouer him By a soueraigne water but that he after Dyed within my armes you see is false And yet he spoke those words that I deliuer'd As his dying speech he hauing then indeed No hope of life but heauen so order'd it That he recouer'd by my skill in Surgery In which Art I shall not boast to say That I am equall with the most skilfull of this age Which I thinke well appeares since I haue cured Him in so short a time yet I must attribute His sodaine curing to a soueraigne balme That an Egyptian gaue mee from which countrey I late came Kin. Holy man expect from me a great reward For you haue backe to me restor'd the comfort Of my life but where haue you since liued Or how came you by this disguise Enter Clarinda Duke I liu'd with him still in a little Cottage And he did fom the City fetch me disguises Diuine Clarinda pardon me I was your bedfellow And did not know my owne happinesse then If I had knowne you I would haue done Iust as I did I see you are amazd it was I That in disguise rescued you and sau'd your honor When that villaine would haue rauisht you In which I was most happy for I shall now present You so much the richer gift to your Lysander Here braue Lysander let me deliuer vp Into thine armes the Iewell of thy life And in that make some part of satisfaction For the wrong I did hee in compelling thee To fight for that which was thine owne before In iustice Lys. My Lord the seruice of my life hereafter Shall make manifest how much I honor you And with what ioy I doe receiue your guift Cle. I would haue giuen my life to haue redeem'd Lysanders where is the ioy then that I should feele For his deliuerance O I haue found the cause That doth suppresse it it 's enuy that Clarinda's Happier then my selfe why should I enuy that Which is her due both by his vowes and her Owne merit Lys. How sad the Princesse lookes I wonder Shee doth not speake to me Cle. Heart though thou burst the world shal not See I grieue or enuye Lysander and Clarinda May you be happie in your loues which I can neuer be Lys. Her noble heart will burst with griefe Would I had dyed or rather that I had two hearts By death I had beene free this way I am A debtor to the Princesse and that ingratitude Torments me worse then death King Call for the sacred Priest and let vs change That which we thought should haue been a Scoene O blood into a Scoene of ioy by ioyning Two despairing Louers hands together Du. O what a happy mans Lysander at this instant Compard with what he was halfe an houre since Imagination cannot reach it but on the other side How farre am I falne from that happinesse That I possest when faire Clarinda said That she would marry me within a month Enter Priest Kin. Come reuerent Sir performe an office Acceptable to the Gods Sister take you Lysanders Hand and Cozen you Clarinda's Cleo. O what a cruell office hath my brother put vpon me Duke I would this taske were past Vertue I see thou art a cruell Mistris Clar. I in my soule grieue for the Duke His manly eyes shed teares to performe this Office I would to heauen he were my Brother Or that Lysander were the consideration Of his worth and infinite affection Which hath appeard in all his actions Hath gaind much vpon me Priest Will you Lysander take Clarinda for Your Wife forsaking all other till the hand of death Arrest the one of you Her Say no Lysander Lys. Reuerend Sir why Her Because the Marriage is not lawfull Duke Can you proue it vnlawfull You sau'd my Life but I shall valew that no benefit Compar'd with this if you can proue Lysander and Clarinda cannot marry I le make you more then you