men To stand unto their trackling stoutly then And made all haste they coo'd to get away If that the wind their wishes woo'd obey VVhich did for half a dâ—y hold very good They still escaping though they were pursu'd At last the wind whose humour is to change Became â—o the sudden calm a thing not strange VVhich hindred them they coo'd not farther go They in the reach still being of their foe VVho then were fain to try to do by force That which they coo'd no longer by a course But all to little purpose on my word For they their Vessel quickly laid aboard Helas I have not strength to speak the rest VVherefore dear Madam I leave it to be gest Sym. Ah Heavens why have you broke my sweet repose Falls in a swound I in this world have nothing more to lose I 've lost my all and more I do not crave Since that my Dearest Dear's become a slave Fran. Sweet Madam be of chear and grieve not thus Your sighs and tears cannot help him nor us Sym. O give me leave I pray now at the least To grieve for that which cannot be exprest Had he been kill'd or down'd or had grim Death VVhich spareth none by sickness seiz'd his breath It woo'd have been more welcome to my ear Then that which from you Madam I do hear For then I might have been extreamly sure More pain and torment he coo'd not endure But now I know he lives and lives in pain VVithout all hopes his freedom for to gain Good Gods how can I chuse but sigh and grieve To have no pow'r my Lord for to relieve Fran. I cannot blame you Madam rather must Commend these tears and say your sighs are just Yet were he dead you lesser hope woo'd have Since none e're yet did ever quit the grave You cannot tell he may so happy be As by some means procure his liberty Sym. It is not likely since the Turk le ts go No man for love or money you do know And he will not commit a crime so foul As for his freedom give away his soul. Ah Heavens coo'd but my life his ransom be How with it I woo'd part most willingly Exeunt The second Scene Enter Prince alone Prince COo'd I but compass what I so desire And what with reason too I do admire Then shoo'd I think my self a Prince indeed And to desire shoo'd never more have need Had I been Childe unto some Countrey blade Or to some meaner person of a trade I might have chosen where I might have lov'd And from my Mistriss never been remov'd VVhereas being born a Prince and so more free I am less master of my liberty I cannot marry but I must ask leave And from my Subjects order too receive Perhaps take one I can by no means love Because some reason in the State does move Unhappy reason so to force ones faith For one for whom he no affection hath Princes in love less happy are I vow Then maids that milk or men that go to plow And how and how does our affair succeed Nonantious enters Does she believe my soul for hers does bleed How does she relish and disgest my love Will she be kind or will she cruel prove Non. Implease your Highness I have done my best Not any thing omitting unexprest Which might perswade and move her to believe Yet for all that she cannot it conceive She sayes her faith is not so sawcy yet To let her entertain and harbour it That she her birth and breeding knows too well To e're permit in her such thoughts shoo'd dwell Unto which words I presently reply'd Your Highness was so royally ally'd You had enough both for your self and her And that you vertue did 'fore birth prefer Prince Well thereunto what answer did she make Coo'd not that argument her captive take Nonant Good faith Sir no she seem'd thereat to scoff And rather nearer to be farther off All the fine words I coo'd invent and make Had not the pow'r her constancy to shake I told her to be wife unto a King Was not no little nor no common thing No more then for to have at her command So many Nobles bare-head for to stand All which she heard but with so cold an ear That she did seem to hearken but not hear A Virgin she 's resolv'd to live and die And so she bid me tell your Majestie Prince Good Heavens is 't possible she can be so Both to her self and to her Prince a foe If that my person cannot make her love Has not a Crown the power her to move Of what cold earth has nature her compos'd Against all reason so to be dispos'd She will not wed then wherefore was she made If that she will not with us mortals trade Yet I will not the siege raise for this blow But will her mind in my own person know Exeunt The third Scene Enter King and divers followers King GO tell the Cardinal and Marshal thus That 't is our pleasure they shoo'd come to us Exeunt Leave us alone that we shoo'd him remove Whom 'bove our life and Kingdom we do love No no wee 'le never doâ—t wee 'le rather die Then either him or else his Counsel flie My Lord you 're welcome to our Royal ear Cardinal enters Wee 've news to tell you set you in this Chair Card. Implease you Sir I know my duty well And where my distance likewise ought to dwell King Set down we say for 't is our Princely will That you in this our pleasure shoo'd fulfill Be cover'd too and then we will proceed To tell you that which makes our soul to bleed Our Subjects grieved are and say the cause Proceeds from you 'cause you despise our Laws Advising us to govern them by will Which they to us presented have by Bill That ev'ry day their taxes more and more Do so increase that they are grown so poor They are not able by no means to live Nor to their wives and children bread to give Which ought to be most sensible to us To see them for our sakes to suffer thus We must my Lord think on some way to ease Them out of hand their fury to appease Lest leâ—ting them so long in vain to waite They shoo'd become insens'd and desperate But that which grievs us most is they demand Your precious person at our royal hand And will on no conditions be at rest Until of you they fully be possest Which we in justice cannot yield unto We are my Lord so much oblig'd to you Card. In nothing else I think my self so poor As that I cannot serve your Highness more It is implease your Majestie no news To hear the common people me accuse These many years they 've had at all no shame To threaten me and likewise blast my name But still I have preserv'd me from their reach And will in time them better manners teach King What can we do against a multitude Car.
Ah Heav'ns Ah Earth will they give us the Law And be obey'd when they shoo'd stand in awe They shall be so but they must tarry till We power want to execute our will Go muster up the Countries ev'ry where And tell them 't is our pleasure they appear Before our Royal Pallace two dayes hence To serve us in a thing of consequence While we in â—erson go for to demand My Lord and those two Traytours at their hand Whom if they do refuse us wee 'le proclaim Ev'ry several man to be the same My Lord wee 'le leave the Navy to your care And out of hand a Fleet for to prepare Card. Who shall implease your Grace go out with it King He that shall seem unto your wisdom fit Exeunt The second Scene Enter Symphrona in a Nuns habit alone Sym. A Dieu delights of you I take my leave As of false joyes which cannot more deceive Farewell fond hopes to you I bid adieu As foes which me more mischief cannot do If here below it is Heav'ns sacred will That I must stay and so journer be still Think not to tempt me with your golden shews Which seem our friends but prove our mortal foes No no I 'le not my heart on trifles set Which us forsake so soon as we them get I 'le something else more constant surely chuse Then that which is so given to abuse A still Religious life henceforth shall be My Hope my Joy my Love and Liberty All the pastime and pleasure I will take Shall be with Hallelujahs Heav'n to shake Before whose Altars I will daily burn Incense from me his anger for to turn With watchings and with fastings Iâ—le subdue The idle thoughts which I am subject too And have an eye still on those Joyes above Of which I 'me now enamour'd and in love Francina enters Fran. Dear Madam why thus cloathed like a Nun As if you were asham'd to see the Sun Wherefore this longer vail these blacks and whites Which are Monastick and Religious Rites And damage much your Beauty ev'ry way As darkness is injurious to the day Off off with them and like your self appear And do not thus Ecclipse our Hemispheare Sym. Madam I know my beauty too too well To think such pow'r shoo'd in my person dwell I leave that force and vertue unto you Which ev'ry one does know is but your due As for these whites and blacks I woo'd not them Forsake I vow to wear a Diadem There 's more content in these poor simple weeds More pleasure â—ar in saying oâ—re these beads Believe me Madam then in all the sport And brave Apparel which is worn at Court Those are but trifles if compar'd with these The thought alone of which does me displease Fran. Madam such language yet was never known To part from any but the spleen alone Especially from one so young as you Which you shoo'd seek by Physick to subdue For 't is a naughty evil and withall Begets a worse which we green sickness call 'T were pitty such a handsom piece as you By such rude means shoo'd so yourself undo Shoo'd by such stricter observations dry That softer skin so in a Nunnery You may no doubt please Heav'n another way And in a Congregation likewise pray As well as Cloyster'd up within a wall In silks and sattens too if that be all Dear Madam think what you do go about And that 't is ten to one if you hold out Sym. There 's nothing like unto a willing mind Which Heav'n be praysed strong in me I find As for the spleen I woo'd that you shoo'd know This zeal does nothing unto that humour owe. No no sweet Madam 't is so pure a flame That if you knew 't you woo'd not blame the same Fran. I do not blame it Madam but I know These holy thoughts do from my brother grow Had he not been took by the Turks at Sea You nee're had thought upon a Nunnery Sym. Heav'n who does so wisely order all To whom we subject are both great and small Decreed'd no doubt from all Eternity That this my good from his mischance shoo'd be To whose misfortune I 'me content to owe This resolution since it must be so Fran. But Madam 't is not for devotion sake If ought respect makes you this course to take That which is pleasing unto Heav'n above Is when one does so meerly out of love But as I 've said perhaps my brother may By some devise escape and get away Which if he shoo'd you 'le wish when 't is too late That e're you enter'd so severe a Gate Sym. Madam 't is true I care not who does know I love my Lord 'bove ought that 's here below Except my honour which I do esteem Equal with that which one cannot redeem Yet when in competition Heav'n shall come Your Brother by your favour must make room Since that to Heav'n I do not only owe My present being but my soul you know To whom I am resolv'd my self to vow Shoo'd he arrive for to disswade me now Fran. Look where he is as if that he were sent Bellarious enters By kinder Heav'n to hinder your intent Welcome dear brother from the Turkish Coast Whom we did fear for ever we had lost Ah Heav'ns may I believe and trust my sight Or isâ—t his spirit intervenes my light Speak brother speak and with your voice make good Thaâ— which your outward shew makes understood Bell. As men o'recome with Joy do silent seem Until their former spirits they redeem So I dear Sister with such like excess Am stricken dumb and cannot it express To see Symphrona whom I long'd to see But with more passion then can utter'd be Fair Symphrona whose absence was to to me More pain by far then my captivity What! is my Symphrona likewise dumb Or else heard-hearted is she now become Does my appearance Madam trouble you That you so sad and heavy now do shew Alas I wisht my freedom but to have Only the honour for to be your slave Which if you do deny me I shall be Sorry that e're I sought my liberty Sym. The same excess whereof you spake of now So ev'ry part about me seiz'd I vow That had the world the purchase been to speak To purchase it I had been then to seek So much I do rejoyce at your return But sorry am that you for me shoo'd burn Bell. For whom within my breast shoo'd I have fire If that for you I may not have desire Sym. For those my Lord which merit more then I For 〈◊〉 short I 've vow'd Virginity Bell. Indeed your habit sayes so but your mind I do believe more gentle and more kind Sym. My inside and my outside are alike Bell. Ah Heav'ns how me with wonder you do strike Recall those words except it be your will That they forthwith shoo'd murder me and kill Sym. I woo'd if that I coo'd but 't is too late I must not love and yet
Majestie King Then you our Lord Ambassador we chuse Commanding you your power for to use In our behalf to compass this affair And for that journey quickly to prepare As for your full instructions they are these How that his Highness woo'd vouchsafe and please To honour us to match into our Race That we may be ally'd unto his Grace And thereupon give him to understand That we the Princess Flora do demand In marriage with the Prince our eldest son Who will be King when we are dead and gon Thereto be careful likewise for to add That with his Highness we shoo'd be most glad To make 'gainst all if he 'le so please to do A league offensive and defensive too As for the marriage summ you shoo'd demand We think it better to his pleasure stand He like himself if he inclines to hear Without all doubt will honourably appear Yet if in case you shoo'd be urg'd the summ Five hundred thousand pounds woo'd us become Our Admiral will order take you shall For one of our best Ships not stay at all Controul Since me your Majesty has chosen out Of all the most unworthy without doubt To serve your Highness in this great affair I will with diligence my self prepare And do what in me lyes for to discharge The trust your Grace does put in me so large Within this two dayes I will put to Sea If that the wind shall favourable be The fourth Scene Enter Symphrona and Francina Sym. NO news dear Madam of my Lords return But half so much as I did he but burn No doubt but quickly he woo'd come away And make more hast loves tribute for to pay Out of his memory am I then cast 'Cause in my bosom him I 've kept so chast Must I rewarded be with such neglect Because I 've had for him so much respect 'T is more then cruel if it must be so But â—'le not him condemn until I know Fran. I wonder at his stay and 't is most strange But I am sure his love will never change You are sweet Madam plac't too near his heart With his consent from thence to e're depart Some chance or other may be in the way As often haps to cause him to delay Which troubles him no doubt as much as you To which he fears to make you privy too Sym. What chance can there be I 'de not sooner hear Then so at all to hear not from my Dear I may imagine that which is not true In such a case as often Lovers do A thousand things present to our belief Which entertain'd abuse and mock our grief Were it not better to hear the truth at large Then with so many doubts our minds to charge Fran. It is not by your favour alwayes meet To hear the truth of what we may regreet Especially for us who by our sex Are weak and apt at little things to vex Sym. Term you that little which I term my all You will not do so when in love you fall Exeunt The second ACT the first Scene Enter King Prince Zorates and Selucious with a Petition and divers others Zorates WE come implease you Sir for to present As from your loving Subjects being sent This humble Bill and to intreat withall You woo'd be pleas'd to quit the Cardinal And leave him to the mercy of the Law Which he contemns and will not stand in awe These twenty years your people have endur'd Without all hopes to have their ease procur'd With mighty patience all things at his hands Which he still exercis'd as your commands Now what with taxes they are grown so poor They are not able for to give you more Except you 'd have their wives and children die For want of bread to pay your Majestie Which they believe you woo'd be loth to do Which makes them to your Highness now to sue King D' you know my masters what you do demand The Cardinal requesting at our hand Sure if you did you woo'd not be so bold To ask the man which does our Scepter hold Which does from falling off preserve our Crown And all mens lives that are in this same Town Who like a faithful Shepherd watches so Both night and day to keep us from our foe Where had we been long since had not his care Preserved us from falling in the snare The Turk for want of faith for us prepar'd The good whereof you equally have shar'd And woo'd you we shoo'd be so void of sense Him so unlike a King to recompence No no we won't nor can we yet forget All his past cares although that you can it And more then that we make it to be death For any so to us to ' ope his breath As for your taxes we will order take That more they shall not make your heads to ake Prince What monstrous men implease your Grace are these Whom nothing but a Cardinal will please King Retire and leave the Prince and us alone Exeunt We sent for you to make our pleasure known We are you see already old and gray And shortly must our debt to nature pay Before we die we shoo'd be glad to see You well bestow'd to have posterity We with our Counsel have debated which May be the most convenient match and rich At last we have concluded that with Spain You marry must if they 'le it entertain Besides the private interest of State Which shoo'd perswade you to imbrace it strait She is extreamly fair and vertuous too A fitting Princess ev'ry way for you Witness this Picture if we say not true Shews picture Which as Don Stato sayes to life he drew We out of hand have ordered for to go Our Lord Ambassador their minds to know Who tells us that to morrow without fail If that the wind holds good he 'le set up sail SIR Prince As you are King and I your son and heir I shoo'd be sorry wilful to appear I am your Subject therefore ought to shew By my example others what to do Yet Sir I cannot chuse but blame my Fate To tye my love to any act of State In this although a Prince I see I have Not freedom like a Subject or a slave Command or order any man woo'd you To marry one he had no mind unto I do believe your Highness is too just To will in such a case that any must For Heaven sake I intreat you not to be To any less severe then unto me I am your son bone of your very bone And can you be so cruel to your own You cannot sure nor will 't I hope you move To tell you that this face I cannot love There 's something in her nose and in her eyes Views 〈◊〉 picture Which with my fancy does not sympathize The colour of her hair is too too brown And by her looks she seems on me to frown As if that nature did prognosticate That there woo'd be 'twixt us less love then hate King We use to say
affect Admir Upon my word the matter you propose Is not so easly done as you suppose You 'le find a harder business without doubt Then you conceive to compass it about You must so many persons discontent Displacing them without the Kings consent That if you had no other rub alone ' T woo'd hinder your design from going on Selu If that be all we have not lost our hold So long as we can compass store of gold That joyn'd with a pretence that 's somewhat fair Will tempt the vulgar any thing to dare Admir That is 't is true the life and soul of war But with our King to wage it be it far From us who are his Subjects not his foes And are oblig'd to purchase his repose There may no doubt a better way be found To heal the Kingdom and make all things sound Then by so rude a course to let it blood If that the manner how we understood Zor But since the King refuses our request Which tendeth only to his Royal rest What other course can we conceive to take If not by force his Majesty to make Admir Intreat him twice or thrice and if that then He will not grant beseech him thrice agen A Subject ought to have no other sword To force his Prince then a submissive word If that will not prevail we ought to have Recourse to Heaven and his assistance crave To sweeten him and mollifie his heart It not belonging justly to our part Selu It by your favour does belong to those Which steer the State to punish all its foes Now if that he to save them will pretend We do not ill our selves for to defend Admir Do so but not with his own weapons then Nor so as misbecomes discreet States-men Zor What weapons else have we except the Law Which he esteems no more then a Jack Daw Because the Cardinal instructs him still That he shoo'd rule according to his will And know no other Law but what he makes When and so often as his fancy takes VVhom from his ear we must and will remove Though to the Kingdom it shall fatal prove You know it well enough if you'd but speak And us assist them of their wills to break As it does aptly in your power fall To aid us now as you are Admiral Admir Are you my Lord in earnest or in jest So strange I vow to me seems your request Zor My Lord I am in earnest 't were a crime In jesting now to spend away the time Admir No no I 'le not consent to such a thing VVhen namely so to do you 'de make me King VVere he a Tyrant or a Prince unjust It were no argument to break my trust Heaven on conditions gave him not to me Unless it were for me 't obedient be VVherefore I 'le faithful be be what he will He is my King and I his Subject still A tye so close and strong that one cannot Undo it well except he breaks the knot Selu 'T is not to break it for the Kingdoms good 'T is to preserve it and the Subjects blood VVe will maintain you in a thing so just Into our hands do but resign your trust VVhat can the King in his own person do VVithout his Subjects for to succour you 'T is not the name of King that makes him strong That only to his people does belong That Prince upon my word is most secure VVhich of his Subjects love is alwayes sure Think you that Heaven plac't on his head a Crown For to oppress and keep his people down No no you are deceiv'd if you think so The King is to himself the greatest foe Zor And you will be one of his greatest friends If you will help for to correct his sins There is no better way to take him down Then let him know who 't is upholds his Crown VVithout a King there is no question we May live if that we will most happily So cannot he without his Subjects live For it is they which to him life do give Admir Your Doctrine is of Devils I fear to name The words which you have utter'd without shame That I shoo'd help for to correct the King VVere he the worst of any living thing Or were his Royal soul more black then Hell Far be 't in me such wickedness shoo'd dwell Let Heaven who sees more clearly then we do And with less passion his correction shew To us who cannot judge of common things Does not belong the judgement of great Kings They shoo'd be like stars seated in the Sky Far from our reach though seeming near our eye Zor But in mean while wee 'le keep you in our reach Aâ—d to you better doctrine likewise teach Enter Guard and carry him to prison The third ACT the first Scene Enter Symphrona and Francina Symphro AH Heavens what change is this why weep you so Sweet Madam the occasion let me know Speak quickly then you kill me with delay My apprehension will no longer stay There 's something 'bout my Lord I 'le lay my life Which causes in your spirits this same strife Say is he kill'd or is he drown'd at Sea Or will he not no longer faithful be O how I bleed and how my soul 's in pain The reason of these tears from you to gain Fran. VVhy do I live or why have I the pow'r To keep this frame together for an how'r VVere it not better I were in my Tomb Then live and thus unfortunate become No doubt it were if Death woo'd be so kind To take me hence to ease my troubled mind Sym. Good Madam out with it what e're it be Me of a thousand thousand doubts to free Be 't what it will to speak it do not fear For I am ready and prepar'd to hear Fran. You know not what you say in saying so Unless the thing you certainly did know Can you be prepared of a friend To hear the story of his fatal end Sym. To be prepar'd to hear it is no sin So that no pleasure I do take therein But what mischance may 't be I cannot hear VVithout offence unto my chaster ear Dear Madam let me know it though I die And be partaker with the Destiny Fran. Then to be brief and make you understand VVhat I have heard from one that by did stand VVho had not then escapt this news to tell Had he not known to swim exactly well My brother had no sooner put to Sea VVith hope and joy to visit you and me But presently was spy'd not far to lurk A man of war belonging to the Turk Which made t'wards him with all their might and main Not doubting quickly but their prey to gain The Captain of his Ship who as I 'me told VVas Sea-man good enough and very bold Thought it more sure them striving to out-sail Then rashly hope by fighting to prevail His Vessel being small and so ill mann'd It 'gainst the other coo'd not likely stand And thereupon commanded all his
Do as you 've done use them extreamly rude King But that will but provoke them more and more Car. The way to keep them down 's to keep them poor For shoo'd your Highness let them wealthy grow And suffer them no misery to know They woo'd on all occasions able be For to rebell against your Majestie King But we have pas't our Royal word to ease Them of their taxes if that them will please Card. Then you have done that which you will repent Think you they will with that themselves content No no upon my word they will pull down If that they can from off your head your Crown I know too well the nature of those men How that there 's not amongst them one in ten Which truly loves the title of a King So is it to them such an odious thing They woo'd that all men shoo'd in common live And have no Law but what themselves do give Marshal enters Marsh. Your Lord High Admiral implease your Grace Was even now arrested 'fore my face And carry'd to the Castle in all hast There close pâ—isoner to be shut up fast King What says our Marshal speak it once again For to conceive you we have mighty pain Card. I cannot blame your Highness 't is a thing Sufficient to astonish any King Marsh. Your Admiral implease you Sir I say Was carry'd even now by force away King Who is 't that was so sawcy and so bold Without our order on him to lay hold Marsh. The men which did the other day by Bill Present unto your Grace your peoples will King Our Admiral in prison can it be Just Heavens tho 't cost our Crown wee 'le set him free We will not long there suffer him to lie And too much less consent he e're shall die To us his services are too well known To let him under such a burthen groan We cannot with him so un-King-like deal Who has so much oblig'd our Common-weal No no wee 'le make those blacker souls to know That more respect to us they ought to shew Then to arrest without our Royal leave Any which we don 't criminal conceive Think they we hold this Scepter here in vain And over us will suffer them to raign Men namely which more cruel are then wise Which God and all Religion do despise Or think they wee 'le content us with the name Of King and not in power be the same No no by Heaven wee 'le make their pride to fall And will be King or else not King at all Go fetch the heads of those two Monsters straite And clap them fast upon the City gate To serve for terror and example too To any that hereafter so woo'd do And break the prison doors to set him free For wee 'le not stay until they op'ned be Marsh. Implease your Grace I 'le make what speed I may Your Majesty in this for to obey Exit Card. This is the language of a King indeed And of such men the means for to be free'd Shoo'd not your Highness with such rigour deal You 'de quickly overthrow your Common-weal It is no little danger for to give The rains to such which know not how to live King 'T is true my Lord but yet too strict a course Oftimes does make some men but ten times worse Had we to deal with men of wit and sence They coo'd not be misâ—ed by ought pretence Pray Heaven our Kingdom and our Crown defend From that which we so much do apprehend Car. What can your Highness apprehend I 'de know Considering that you have no forraign foe King A Domestick one is worse my Lord by far Shoo'd we be forced to a Civil war Card. That 's not likely they may perchance rebell But long resist believ 't they cannot tell Because you do possess implease your Grace Ev'ry Town of strength and war-like place King VVell hap how 't will we Heaven to witness take VVe will not strike until that us they make And 't shall be with regret and sorrow too So 'gainst our Subjects to be forc't to do Enter Spedicious with a dispatch from Spain Sped My Lord does humbly kiss your Highness hands And too with all sent me with these commands 'T is news implease your Majesty from Spain To tell you how the match they entertain King Here kiss our hand how does your Master well Has no mischance him in the way befell Sped No none implease your Majestie he did Arrive with acclamations at Madrid So joyful were the people for to hear The cause and Subject of his coming there King T is well our business needs must take effect Since that the common people it affect Exeunt The fourth Scene Enter Francina alone Franc. THe Prince love me and so against my will Repeat and urge me him for to fulfill Good Heavens what kind of man and Lover's he So for another to transported be As be more earnest in the Princes cause Then in his own as then I found he was VVas it for want of Love why then did he Press it with so much importunity Since that he coo'd not chuse but know the good Must needs redown to me and all my blood And if he lov'd me as I do believe VVhy did he seek a Rival to receive It was because I might a Princess be No doubt which is in love a mysterie That on his own content shoo'd so contem To let his Mistress wear a Diadem Oh love not to be equall'd now I must Or love again or else be most unjust He that my scorn and slight coo'd not offend Ought in all reason to my love pretend 'T is not a Crown can pluck away the dart VVhich love has shot so deep into my heart Nor yet much less the name of Queen remove The resolution I have took to love Such poor respects in love ought not to be Nor will I suffer they shall be in me No no but I will love without respect Since he himself for me can so neglect Prince enters Prince Dear Madam all alone what have you none To tell your grief to but your self alone Or is 't a secret you will not impart Least you shoo'd meet with a deceitful heart Trust me sweet Madam with 't I will not deal So much unlike a Prince as it reveal Fran. That Sir I hope you 'le think not I do fear Shoo'd I to make it known to you forbear It may be such a foolish trifling thing Not worth the ear of him that will be King Prince Madam if it be fit to move you so It cannot be unfit for me to know Pray tell it me that I may likewise grieve The matter merits it I do believe Fran. That which in justice ought to make me weep Ought not in reason for to break your sleep For all the world I woo'd not speak that thing Which might unto your Highness sorrow bring Prince Ah dear Madam your words are killing sweet To make them good I wish
I cannot hate aside Bell. Good Gods was ever Lover like to me Compar'd with this sweet is Captivity Sweet is the usage of a Turk I swear For half so cruel they did nee're appear Fran. You are Symphrona too too constant now Sym. Woo'd you with Heav'n that I shoo'd break my vow Bell. She 's rather too inconstant you may say Sym. Rather but careful Heav'n for to obey Bell. Heav'n is too just to bid you do a thing Which to another will such damage bring And to your self if you remember how When I departed you did constant vow Sym. Am I inconstant 'cause I heard you were Took by the Turks to be in bondage there Who then believing you woo'd nee're escape Made me transform my self into this shape And too likewise with none but Heav'n to wed So loathsom to me was anothers bed Which vow now I have made I mean to keep Did I not know the profit I shall reap Bell. You were too hasty Madam for to make A vow which you did mean such root shoo'd take As nought but Death shoo'd cansel and make void Then there 's no hopes by you to be enjoy'd Sym. No none at all the most that I can do Is to go home my Lord and pray for you Exit Bell. Ah Sister how is it likely I shoo'd live When she that giveth life denyes to give Fran. 'T is very strange that one that did so love Shoo'd to so rash a vow so constant prove I cannot chuse but blame in this your chance This had not been had you not gone to France Bell. But did she love me sister are you sure Did she for me ought trouble e're endure Fran. She did upon my word so much that I Nee're thought shee 'd stand to this so constantly Bell. The greater's my misfortune if she did Wherefore to grieve I must not be forbid Exeunt The third Scene Enter Zorates and Selucious Zor THE City their affection to us shew If that the Countrey will but do so too We shall be able to reform the King And in this Kingdom ev'ry living thing We out of hand the Admiral must try All sorts of people for to satisfie Whom if we find by Law to merit Death We must not spare to take away his breath 'T is better one shoo'd perish then that all Shoo'd run the hazard utterly to fall Selu The King this morning very early went Into the City with a full intent For to lay hold on us and set him free Shewing unto them his authority Who as I hear what words so e're he us'd Both he and we unto him were refus'd What he will do it does not yet appear But if the City stand's we need not fear Zor My life for yours they will be to us true And do likewise what in them lies to do They have already of their own accord In our defence pluckt out and drawn their sword What will they do then for the common cause For their Religion Liberty and Laws That which I fear and which does give me pain Is this same match concluded now with Spain Selu If that be all it needs not trouble you Since they have work enough at home to do That marriage for the present cannot be Much advantagious to his Majestie By reason that they are so poor become They cannot give a considerable summ So much the war betwixt the French and them Has ruined that glorious Diadem Zor To try them farther we must to them make A proposition the Cardinal to take Shewing unto them how we cannot be So long as he does live in surety Which if with zeal we find them to embrace We need not fear to disoblige his Grace For all unto our wishes woo'd succeed Were we but of that Animal once rid Exeunt The fourth Scene Enter Prince alone Prince HOw Nature was deceiv'd when she made me No doubt but her intent was I shoo'd be Free from all manner of contempt and scorn When she design'd a Prince I shoo'd be born Unhappy Planet under whom this earth Received first its form and then its birth Why did'st thou destine me unto a Crown Yet make me more unhappy then a Clown For which of all my Subjects I woo'd know Does more then I unto thy malice owe Or rather why did Love make me presume To chuse a lodging wâ—ere there was no room To strike so deep into my brest a Dart For one that is not Mistress of her heart Ah Heav'ns have I not reason to complain To be a Prince and yet to sue in vain To court my Subject and to be refus'd And by him who I trusted thus abus'd Good Gods whom with our secrets shall we trust If that our bosom friends prove so unjust To whom shall we our thoughts communicate If those whom we oblige prove so ingrate Had he dealt freely with me and made known His passion to me but by sign alone I shoo'd have had compassion on his flame 'T is ten to one and nee're have mov'd the same Or had I once believ'd or else but known That Love had but possest her thoughts alone By all that 's just I do protest and vow I had contemn'd and scorn'd her long e're now I shoo'd have unto Reason then obey'd And by my passion been not so o'resway'd As so against my honour to commit An action of a Prince so much unfit As love a creature which can find her heart To any the least favour to impart Non. Sir 't is my fortune still to b'in the way Nonaâ—tioâ—s enters When that the King has ought to you to say His pleasure is you shoo'd attend him straite Implease you at the privy Garden Gate Prince It is thy fortune rather thou mayst boast To be a Traytor what face so e're thou shewst Non. A Traytor Sir It is so rude a sound The name without the guilt my soul does wound I hope you think not so what e're you say Or if you do here take away my Day Let him not live a minuit longer Sir That does your life not 'fore his own prefer But let the Traytor an example be By your quick vengeance to posterity Prince No no my friend 't is fit thou shoo'dst have time For to repent and likewise know thy crime I woo'd not do thy soul such wrong I swear As send it unto Hell for any Fair. Non. For any Fair good Heav'n who is 't I 'de know Can be so fair to make me thither go Where dwells the creature that I so shoo'd love As for her sake a Traytor I woo'd prove Prince Thou know'st her lodging better then I do VVhat ignorance soever thou may'st shew Yes yes thou do'st false-hearted as thou art In whom no vertue ever yet had part Thou know'st Francina do'st not very well 'T is there 't is there thy sawcy love does dwell 'T is there 't is there thy passion does pretend Offending so at once thy Prince and friend Good Heav'ns who woo'd have
may likewise know my Destine too Since that your dreams do prove so fatal true Alas behold him there that lieth dead And ready for his Tomb as you have seyd Fran. Ah Heav'ns my Lord here speechless on the ground And on his body seems to have a wound Tell me ye stars who has this mischief done That I may also him deprive of Sun Ah! speak my Lord and let me not in vain Thus with my sighs and tears you entertain Requite not thus my former scorn sweet Sir Who does your Love before her life prefer Who sorry â—s that e're she was so blind To have been to Nonantious so unkind Speak speak I say or else give me the pow'r Ye juster Heav'ns to live not out this how'r 〈◊〉 Prince is this the issue of your flame Did you make love to me to do the same To do a thing s' unworthy of your Crown And which will blast for ever your renown Non. Madam the Prince is clear 't is only I Am guilty of this murther certainly Prince Oh kindness 'bove expression to revive A purpose only me for to forgive Fran. The Prince is clear then speak it o're agin For to confirm he did not do this sin For shoo'd I for once hearing it believe I might my self and hearing too deceive Non. He 's clear Fran. And I it is that guilty am The Prince not any hand has in the same No no the Prince is free and too too good To have a hand in any Subjects blood To me alone thou doest this murther owe For 't was my self which gave thee this same blow It was my cruelty made thee dispair And â—o to live made thee not much to care How oft hast thou unworthy as I am Made known to me the danger of thy flame By thy discourse discover'd unto me Thy certain ruine of necessity And I more harder then the marble stone Nee're took so much as notice of thy moane Forgive me if thou canst I prethee now For I will for my sin Religious vow Prince Religious Madam do not so I pray If you the Dead make conscience to obey He has bequeath'd you unto me by will And I expect that you shoo'd it fulfill Do not to his misfortune add a worse So by resolving for to take that course No no dear Madam but resolve to be Henceforth more gentle and more kind to me What pleasure can you take within a wall In whites and blacks you must be cloath'd withâ—ll So early rise and go to bed so late And in devotion all the day to waite To fast so often and be subject too To those which are inferiour unto you And for the least offence you shall commit B' enjoyn'd a pennance ten times moâ—e then it A Crown woo'd be more fitter for you far So young and beautiful as now you are For to command and not commanded be And ev'ry day feed most deliciously Rise at what how'r you please and go to bed And there be sported till you 're almost dead Nothing but silks and sattens 'bout you wear And next your skin fine cloth instead of hair The roundest whitest Pearl that can be found Either in Europe or in Asia ground For to adorn that neck which is so white Which to behold alone gives men delight When you are sad have fools to make you mirth And to content you riffle the whole earth These woo'd more proper for you Madam be Then such hard lodging in a Nunnery Fran. Sir for your love and kindness I do owe Unto your Princely bounty much I know Since that my merit is so poor and small 〈◊〉 at your hands can challenge nought at all Yet am I not nor House nor Land to be Bequeath'd by Will unto your Majestie My Love is free now that my Lord is dead And I may chuse where I will ever wed As for the life which seems so hard to you There 's nought to me more easie for to do To rise up early and go late to bed And nee're with dainties all my life be fed Is that implease you Sir which I do love Because 't is pleasing unto Heav'n above For to be brief those rigours I prefer Before the pleasures you have told me Sir And am resolv'd forthwith to take that course As men do wives for better or for worse Prince Since that a Crown sweet Madam nor my love Has not the pow'r your purpose to remove Heav'n be your guide good Madam pray for me And pardon this my importunity Exeunt The fifth ACT the first Scene Enter King and followers King LEave us Just Heav'n to you I owe my Crown Exeunt And when you please you may too pluck it down 'T was you that put this Scepter in my hand And to you for 't alone I debter stand Instead of making me a mighty King You might have made me an inferiour thing 'T was all at your dispose and sacred will And to my nothing may reduce me still Do so kind Heav'n much rather then permit That to my Subjects I shoo'd e're submit That e're I shoo'd be subject to their Law And be compell'd of them to stand in awe Oh let not after ages for to come With any such report molest my Tomb. Let not my Epitaph be underwrit Here lies a King did such a thing commit Here lies a King which only had the name But not the power to maintain the same Dishonour not your self so much in me As suffer such a thing in Historie But as you have ordâ—in'd me here below Your Deputy to men your will to shew So give me poâ—er likewise to subdue Such as refuse your pleasure for to do And help my arm to make them for to â—eel What 't is with your Anointed so to deal Prince enters Prince I hâ—ard not long since from a servants hand How thâ— youâ— Majâ—â—tie did me demand King 'T is true 't was that you might your self prepare To meet the Spanish Princess at Gomare The 〈◊〉 she will strike in at without faile Within thâ—â—â— tâ—o dayes if she have a Gale Prince To do your pleasure Sir I 'le make me 〈◊〉 And to that purpose all things ready get I had no 〈…〉 hâ—retofore 't is true But now see my fault and error too And do thâ—â—eof repent with all my soul My disâ—â—â—dience seems to me so foul King We Fathers better then our Children know VVhat 's good for them how rough so e're we show Pray be not sparing of our purse at all That no discredit to us may befall But use such Pomp and State as shall be due Both to her Person and likewise to you Prince There shall be nothing wanting on my part Implease you Sir to testifie my heart And to report your Greatness ev'ry where If Art or Cost can make it to appear Exit King Unhappy Prince for to be heir unto My Crown and Scepter and to have to do VVith such rebellious people as he must VVhen I shall be returned to
again And so reform the Kingdom but in vain VVhat need we fear his anger 't is the Law VVe ought to apprehend and stand in awe VVhich Law so long as we do but obey VVe need not care what men of us do say Nor fear ought forraign or domestick force For Heav'n's too just to prosper such a course Crocus enters Cro. 'T is over all the Town that with a Pow'r The Spanish Princess's landed at this how'r And 's marching withall speed unto the King Unto his Highness succours for to bring The City 's at their wits end what to do And do desire for to advise with you Selu What think you now my fear was it now just Another time will you my counsel trust Zor Ah Heav'ns who woo'd have thought we e're shoo'd be Reduc'd to any such perplexity VVho woo'd have thought thou woo'dst have left us so To be thus put to 't by a forraign foe How many say they's landed on our shore Cro. Forty thousand armed men some say more Zor Forty thousand a little number too And we must think too what we have to do Exeunt The third Scene Enter Bellarious Bell. SYmphrona turn Religious can it be Ah Heav'ns why gave ye me my liberty VVhy to my prayers did ye bend your ear VVhen that ye knew Symphrona woo'd not hear VVhen that ye knew Symphrona's cruel mind VVhy to my wishes did ye prove so kind VVoo'd I among the Turks had stay'd till now And never to come thence had made a vow I shoo'd have been more quiet in my mind Then now I am to see her thus unkind Ah Love is this the Joy you promis'd me Reward you thus a Lovers constancy Is this the recompence of all my pain Of all my sighs and tears is this the gain Then henceforth Lovers warned be by me VVith women never more in love to be But why blame I Symphrona no thy choice As 't makes me sad so does it me rejoyce Thou 'st chosen well Symphrona and I am Contented to be rival'd by thy flame And Love as she 's resolv'd so am I too Nee're with thy weapons more to have to do But quietly into some silent wood VVhere noise of birds is only understood VVill I retire my self to live and die And meditate upon Eternity Calling to mind the shortness of this life How full it is of Evils and of strife How ev'ry thing which we court here below VVith so much passion soon away does go Come come my soul and let us search a Cell VVhere thee and I most lovingly will dwell Exit The fourth Scene Enter Francina alone Fran. HOw quiet are my thoughts me thinks since I Resolv'd to go into a Nunnery Since I resolv'd to bid this world adieu And with its follies have no more to do The time that I have spent to make me brave And nee're so much as thought upon a Grave Nee're call'd to mind this body which I fed VVith so much care must one day Earth re-wed The howers I at Cards have play'd away And never thought upon my latter day Nee're thought upon the Count which I must give For all my actions when I cease to live How I have study'd mortals for to move And been with ev'ry thing but Heav'n in love Kind Heav'n forgive me and accept the vow VVhich I intend to make unto you now Madam the business I do come about Symphrona enters VVill make you wonder and admire no doubt It is a thing so hard for to believe That you 'le have pain it meerly to conceive Sym. Pray save me so much pain and let me hear That which you think will so much stun my ear Yet if that one may judge by outward show Your habit speaks you to this world a foe Fran. You have it Madam I am so indeed And so will make it to appear with speed I hate this world and all that is in it And am resolv'd it utterly to quit The sweet discourse you made of Heav'n above Did take me so that I 'me thereof in love And do intend to pass my dayes with you If you so Madam please to let me do Sym. With all my soul sweet Madam I rejoyce That you at last have made so good a choice And cannot chuse but wonder as you say That you shoo'd fancy so divine a way You may be sure the husband you do take Will use you well and never you forsake As other husbands too too often do To such as merit otherwise you know Besides for Dowry he will give you Heav'n Which is the grâ—atest gift that can be g'ven Not for a moment but for e'â—e and e're Which is a term 'mongst men youâ—le meet with nee'râ— Come sister let us go and make an end Of that which you do tell me you intend For that 's the name I 'le henceforth call you by Since you resolve to vow Virginity Fran. 'T is too much honour Madam to be so Pray Heav'n in vertue I may like you grow The fifth Scene Enter King and followers King REtire Ah Heav'ns you know how 'gainst my will Exeunt I go about my Subjects blood to spill With what remorse this sword of mine I draw To make my people to obey my Law Woo'd they woo'd see their folly and let go Those Lords which I demand without a blow Or woo'd you 'd be so kind as tell me how My honour I might save and fight not now For what can I by such a battle get Although I conquer but a sad regret Marshal enters Marsh. A hundred thousand men implease your Grace Are marching out the Town a mighty pace With an intent the Spanish force to meet And home again them back again to beat As many too behind are said to be Provided well to charge your Majestie In case you shoo'd Sir with your Royal force Go forward for to interrupt their course My opinion the best way you can take Is with them an agreement for to make And condescend to that they stand upon If to no easier terms they can't be won â—or all the common people with one heart Resolve with goods and lives to take their part I 've divers reâ—sons which 〈◊〉 perswade ' Tadvise your Majestie as I have said But that which chiefly moves me I protest Is that the Prince will fight amongst the rest Now as the chance of war's not sure at all So may it be his fortune for to fall Which if he shoo'd I 'me sure that you woo'd give Those Lords and Kingdom too to make him live Besides the Princess whom you tender so If that she shoo'd be taken by the foe You are not certain how they 'le use her Sir Which may hereafter cause an endless stir Between your Highness and the King of Spain Treating so ill his daughter and her Train Shoo'd you o'recome which is the most you can Expect or look for at the hands of man D' you think a stranger having taken foot Will home return without
thereof I shoo'd be glad to be Withall my soul to serve your Majestie All my ambition is implease your Grace In your favour to have a servants place And to your Laws so like a Subject live That to your people I may pattern give King You are not only fair but humble too But such humility becomes not you It does become you better ev'ry way Sweet Madam to command then to obey Which like a Princess freer then in Spain You in our Kingdom shall command and raign But what can we unto these Grandees say For all the pains that they have took this day And to these Beauties which have left Spain sad And full of tears and sighs to make us glad But bid them welcome to our Royl Couâ—t And study how to make their time seem short G. C. FINIS UPON Hells High-Commission Court set to Judge the King Ian. 1648. JUst as I enter'd that Majestick Hall Where Gog and Mâ—gog must be Judge and all Upon the Person of a King so good His only fault was he was not understood Where to my view the first thing did present With such excess of sad astonishment Just at the upper end a scarlet Throne Dy'd with the blood of many a loyal one Oh horrid I cannot go no fâ—rther Their intent is his Majestie to mâ—rther UPON The horrid and unheard of Murther of CHARLES the First King of England Scotland France and Ireland the 30 th of Ianu. 1648. WHy how now George where is thy Muse become Or is 't thy sorrow mak'st thee thus so dumb Shall Heav'n and Earth the Death of Charles deplore And thou as unconcern'd not say no more Or is the matter of so high a strain Thou can'st not reach it with thy weaker brain Then sigh it out and with a lusty tear Threaten a Flood to this unlucky year Insatiate men insatiate did I say Blood-thirsty men I meant to take away The best of men the best of Kings e're raign'd VVho liv'd a life unspotted and unstain'd VVhose vertue was his fall for had he bin In love with any thing but like a sin He had escaped their Tyrannique Laws 'Cause he'was bad and for no other cause But he was good nay Goodness it self he was And why they murther'd him that was the cause TO CHARLES the Second King of England Scotland France and Ireland upon his thrice happy return into England after twelve years Banishment AS in a tedious Winter ev'ry Plant Seems dead and out of life and all for want Of the Suns presence so Great Charles did we Like dead men seem and all for want of thee But when the Winter 's over and the Sun Returns again to this our Horizon How ev'ry thing revives which we call Spring Ev'n such is the return of Charles our King But Heav'n is kinder to these Plants below 'Cause innocence is all that they do know Their Winter therefore is but short to ours We having had dayes unto their howers Which is no less a wonder that we live Wanting so long that influence that shoo'd give Us life and vigour lying in the Root Which was grub'd up 'cause we no more shoo'd shoot But as it happens oftentimes we see In taking up of Roots that there will be An off-set two or three left in the ground Which by some skilful honest hand if found And planted carefully from thence may spring Stock sufficient as may from Charles our King Which Heav'n we supplicate that 〈◊〉 may raign He and his Off-spring till Shilo comâ—s again UPON King CHARLES the Second His Birth-day and his happy return in May 1660. THrice happy day and happy Moneth to be Thus twice so great a friend to Monarchiâ— The very Moneth that gave Great Charles his breath Gave breath to us redeeming us from Death From Death said I from dying ev'ry day And yet to die coo'd not find out the way Grim Death compar'd to what we suffer'd then So great a kindness was Those Tyrant-men Woo'd not allow us but by little and little T' increase our pain and so consume our mettle This was th' Egyptian bondage we lay under Which made the Lord come in with such a wonder That without one drop of blood or one tear Has re-inthron'd our lawful Prince this year So great a mercy that we may deserve From Heav'n nor him in duâ—y may we swerve TO MY Lord General MONCK Upon his opportune coming into England THou great Restorer of our antient Laws To whom we cannot give too great applause Ride on victorious in thy great design Gods real foes and ours to undermine Where had we been by this time hadst not thou Just in the nick of time come in I vow We had been lost and utterly undone And which is worse Religion had been gone But Heav'n be praised for this happy change Though to fanatique men it seemeth strange Well do the rest that we expect from thee And second of this Kingdom thou shalt be Which will more honour be unto thy name So for to live then die with dirty fame UPON The Death of the most Illustrious and unparallel'd Prince HENRY Duke of Glocester THou that hast been my Companion all my life Leave me not now I prethee in my grief Leave me not now in this great time of need To help t' express the Cause that makes us bleed No wonder that the Court is now so sad And that the Country everywhere is clad With Sighs and Tears the cause thereof being known Is able to dissolve the hardest stone Hard Fate you might have well forborn this spight And not have rob'd us of so great a Light A lesser might as well have serv'd your turn But that you had a mind to make us mourn But that you had a mind to make us grieve And all our expectations to deceive For one so young so wise was never known So grave in carriage sure but he alone So sound in judgement and so great a reach In State-affairs the wisest he might teach So humble too withall so well did plaâ—e What e're he said and spake with such a grace He took his Hearers with a double band Of Love and Reason and so amaz'd woo'd stand This is our grief our sorrow and sad loss Pray Heaven his Death prove not to us a cross Upon the just Judgement of His Majesties unjust JUDGES BUT now they 're come to Judgement Heav'n is just And tho 't be long before he questions Dust They shall not go unpunish't for that thing That horrid thing of murthering their King ' Twâ—s bad enougâ— against theâ—r King to rise But ten times worse their King to sacrifise But worst of all under a shew of Zeal To rob the Church and spoyl the Common-weal And so make God the Author of their ill Pretending 't was his pleasure and his will Thus how from sin to sin the Devil draws Ambitious spirits to infringe Gods Laws Still prompting them from what is bad to worse Until they 're fitted for his heavy Curse Mercy is an Attribute it is true VVhich properly to Heav'n belongs unto And he that shews it shews himself like God Yet God is said to have an Iron Rod. VVhen he vouchsafes to pardon 't is to those Will never more offend him which he knows And yet some sins he will not pardon neither That 'gainst the Holy-Ghost and Abels brother Nor those that shall so eas'ly pardon those That still continue his obdurate foes Blood requires blood but oh holy murther Is that which Heav'n it self will never smurther Nor can we hope a blessing fâ—om above So long as one alive among us move UPON Her Majesties the Queen MOTHER Return into England in October 1660. GReat Queen of vertue and of all that 's good VVho never yet was rightly understood Can you the wrongs you have receiv'd forget You must be more then woman to do it Nay if such sins by you can be fo giv'n 'T is more Great soul then we can hope from Heav'n And yet we 've moâ—e then hopes you can and will Or else in France you woo'd have stayed still And not have ventur'd o're this Ocean more But that you had a mind to clear our score And wipe away all sorrow from our eyes As fogs do vanish when the Sun does rise Great Star which from th' East and by South dost come How much are we engaged to thy womb Thy fruitful womb that with no little pain Hast stockt our Iland with no little gain Three Princes which the world so much admire And we at last with Reason do desire Two Beauties too they must not be forgot VVhom Christendom admires the like has not Welcome Great Queen welcome to our shore I fear to make amends we shall adore Your sacred Presence since that ever since We have been curst that you were forced hence FINIS
you thought it meet Then shoo'd I happy be and be at rest Enjoying that which cannot be exprest Fran. It cannot be exprest 't is true indeed The subject which does make my heart to bleed Prince You do not or you will not me conceive So loth you are the truth for to believe Fran. Implease you Sir I neere was backward yet To credit that which might not be unfit Prince Ah Heav'ns but you want faith to credit me Or if you don 't you kill me willingly Fran. How kill the Prince here take the Traitress life Prince I ask no more then you to be my wife Fran. Your wife implease you Sir and woo'd you be Unto your self so much your enemy As take a creature to your Princely bed So little worth so poorly born and bred No no it cannot be I know you jest Prince By all the Gods I do not I protest Fran. Swear what you please my duty will not let My faith be tempted for to credit it I know too well my merit and your own It to admit into my thoughts alone Prince Trust me I burn but with so chaste a flame That Virgins without sin may have the same Fran. A Princess woo'd implease your Highness be A fitter object for your amity Prince What 's fit for me good Madam do not so Better then I my self pretend to know That 's not the business we have now in hand Nor did e're Love upon such terms yet stand Fran. Although you are a Prince you are less free Then one of us which are of low degree You cannot of your self your self dispose And not the hearts of all your subjects lose If love be blind and shoots without respect The King is not nor will he you neglect To let you marry where your fancy takes Except he sees it for the Kingdom makes So are you subject to the Rules of State And ought in reason his consent to waite Prince Madam as I 'me a Prince so will I be As well as others in affection free I value not the love and will of those Who for so small a thing will be my foes Do you but give consent and I 'le not waite Nor yet subscribe to any Rules of State Fran. Woo'd you that I to please you shoo'd consenâ— And King and all your Subjects discontent D' you make so little reck'ning of me Sir As your content before my good prefer In this appears you do not truly love For if you did you woo'd more kinder prove Prince Is it to hate you Madam and contemâ— To set upon your head a Diadem No no in it appears I honour you And that my passion is both just and true Wherefore fair soul do not so cruel prove As call that disrespect which men call love Fran. What glory is 't upon my head to place A Crown of gold and lose it â—ith disgrace A Country Clown I swear I 'de rather wed Then with such fears approach a Princes bed Prince These are fantastique fears which do pâ—oceed From want of Love which make ill humours breed Did but his flames once warm and heat your brest You of such doubts woo'd soon be dispossest Dear Madam make your Prince no longer sue For that which is by love and duty due Fran. I know my duty bids me to obey But but my love implease you Sir says nay I cannot give my heart to more then one Which having done is now no more my own Prince What have I a Rival then good now tell Me Madam where that sawcy man does dwell That I may make his passion for to know That to his Prince he more respect does owe Then to presume to court where I do love Although the object may him justly move Yet I was told that no man coo'd perswade You for to break the vow that you had made Of living chast and single all your life And to no earthly creature to be wife Fran. You hearing that why does your Highness seek The oath which I have took to make me break It is no small offence to Heav'n above You know so perjur'd and forsworn to prove Prince Were you forsworn in pitty of my heat Heav'n woo'd forgive you sure it is so great Fran. 'T is true I said so but it was to try And exercise his love and constancy Prince And who is it sweet Madam be not coy To name the man that must those joyes enjoy Fran. A friend of yours and one that did so plead Your cause that he has made my soul to bleed Prince A friend of mine if ever he was so He must henceforward be my mortal foe Fran. How his mortal foe Sir you cannot sure Be so ingrate to him which sought to cure Your love-sick soul with so much care and pains As if that he thereof shoo'd reap the gains Ah Heav'ns is 't possible that one shoo'd love And yet with zeal so for another move What said he not or what did he omit Which might be able my consent to get Prince He is a Traytor Madam and I must Both to my passion and his sin be just Fran. He is no Traytour Sir his honest soul Woo'd rather die then do a thing so foul Prince Instead of aid and giving me relief He has usurp't my place and mockt my grief Fran. He has not it usurp't it is his due And fitter too for him then 't is for you Exeunt The fourth ACT the first Scene Enter King and Cardinal King WE 're glad my Lord our business takes so well With Spain in case our people shoo'd rebell For they will be to us a prop and stay And on occasion help us ev'ry way Card. So that they may the better do I heare For certain there 's a peace concluding there Which for your Majesty will greatly make By reason of this match if it does take King We must my Lord a Navy out of hand Make fit to fetch that Princess to our Land Who shortly as our Letters say will be Prepar'd and ready for to put to Sea This matter does our Admiral require Of whom to hear no news we much admire Card. Perhaps he finds resistance in the way And that by fair means they will not obey King If that by fair means they will not consent We will make them by foul it to repent Enter Marshal How now Marshal what have you done the feat What moves you thus and makes you have this heat Where 's our Admiral Marsh Implease you Sir There 's in the City such a coyle and stir Upon the knowledge of your Highness will That ev'ry one betakes him to his Bill And such like weapons as he can procure To save the one and keep the other sure For to be short they say they 'le sooner die Then give up either to your Majestie As for your Admiral they are agree'd By law against him quickly to proceed And if they find him worthy not of Death They will by no means take away his breath King
my Dust. Coo'd I but once them to obedience bring How I shoo'd think my self a happy King Lycas enters Lycas Implease you Sir I 'me sorry for to bring Such heavy tydings to so great a King I 'fore I came did with my self dispute Whether or no I shoo'd presume to do 't But when I call'd to mind it woo'd be known I thought I coo'd but make my duty shown King What more misfortune yet when shall I be Ye Gods I faign woo'd know from trouble free Am I the mark of all your rage and scorn Or with such jewels do ye Crowns adorn Well out with it for I am sure at worst It cannot be well worser then the first Lycas The Cardinal just now implease your Grace Was apprehended in his own Pallace And carry'd by the people thence away Unto the Castle for to die men say In going thither he was shrewdly hurt â—o did the vulgar sort throw stones and dirt King The Cardinal us'd thus good Heav'n is 't true Then give me over to their malice too Oh give me not a being worse then Death For so 't will be when he shall lose his breath Here take your Crown and Crown your self with it For on my head it can no longer sit Next unto you 't was he that kept it on And 't will fall off no doubt when he is gone Where is the man so able and so wise On all occasions me for to advise Who understands and too withall is true To that which he does undertake to do To whom may I with safety now impart The dearest thought that lodges in my heart Ah Heav'ns is 't possible you shoo'd forget Your Greatness so as such a thing permit Let him who offers incense at your Altars be Us'd by the people so irreverently Rowse up your self and do not fall asleep When you shoo'd wake your servants for to keep And work with me these Rebels to subdue Which do not care a rush for me nor you Marshal enters Marsh. 'Bove twenty thousand men well chosen Sir Which do your ease before their lives prefer Are marching t'wards your Pallace with all speed To help your Majestie if there be need King What man twenty thousand men this is news Which likes us well if you don 't us abuse We are not yet so ill belov'd we see Nor yet so poor as we were thought to be If this be certain which Heav'n grant it may And that before we strike they may obey Sotus enters Sotus Implease you Sir the Prince sent me in post To tell you that on this Polonian Coast Is safe arrived with a mighty Train The Princess Flora so belov'd in Spain Fifty sail of Ships of a thousand Tuns Each carr'ing threescore Tire of brasen Guns Are full of souldiers for to help your Grace In case your subjects shoo'd not give you place King Fifty sail of Ships and so many men Is news which does exceed the first agen Kind Heav'n forgive me if I did contemn Before I was aware my Diadem It was my passion made me to despair But now I see you have of me a care Here kiss our hand come Marshal let us go And see what we can do to win our foe If that by fair means they will yield those Lords We will not notwithstanding draw our swords Exeunt The second Scene Enter Zorates and Selucious Zor THE King I hear is twenty thousand strong Besides the guard which to him does belong And does intend within an how'r or two To storm the City if report sayes true We must forthwith give order to unarm All those which we suspect may do us harm Lest that a factious party shoo'd arise Within the City and so it surprize Whil'st that the Train-bands issu'd forth shall be To hinder and keep out the enemy Selu Your care is good and in it does appear The love unto your Countrey you do bear But I do wonder how the King shoo'd be So strong as you do say so suddenly Since that the Country seem'd with as much zeal To be transported for the Common-weal As e're the City did awhile ago Who now are fallen off if it be so Zor Fallen off they are not perhaps some few For want of means despairing what to do Do hope hereafter for to bear full saile If that the King against us shoo'd prevaile And so grow rich who was before so poor By the assistance of anothers store Were it not so they woo'd not take that course They knowing at the worst they can't be worse Selu The scurvy news that I did lately hear Does with good reason me possess with fear I hear the King of France has sign'd a Peace And that the wars 'twixt him and Spain do cease Which is a thing we ought to lay to heart Since neither I am sure will take our part As for the King of Spain he will be sure To act his part our ruine to procure By reason of the match not made long since Between the Princess Flora and our Prince We shall do well unto the King to send Propositions if he his ear will lend To make a way unto a happy peace And that our Arms without a blow may cease For shoo'd we stay until he has more pow'r We may perchance repent we lost this how'r We know not what a King incens'd may do Especially when he has power too Wherein wee 'le humbly shew unto his Grace That for the Kingdoms good he must displace The Lord High Admiral and too withall Prohibit from the Court the Cardinal How that we are so tender of his ease And so unwilling him for to displease That though by his own Laws they ought to die They shall not suffer that extremity But only out of hatred to their crime Be banisht out the Kingdom for a time To which if he shoo'd please for to consent We ought therewith our selves for to content What good wil't do us for to see them die 'T will but proclaim to men our cruelty And set the King against us more and more In doing so then e're he was before The chance of war's uncertain he may get The better on 't for ought that we know yet Which if he shoo'd what woo'd become of us Him having treated with all rigour thus Zor This fear to tell you plainly is not just Nor is it safe you any more to trust Your language is flegmatick like your Age And speaks you Coward and not very sage Shoo'd France and Spain and all the world conspire To ruine us and frustrate our desire VVe will go on and make them for to know They never yet encounter'd such a foe After such sins d' you think wee 'le be content To let them live although in banishment No no the only way to be secure Is now we have them for to make them sure A coal but left unquench't may fire a Town And wee 'le dispatch them though the King does frown For fear hereafter they shoo'd come