her hearts contenting To see a heart languish in loues tormenting What though i' th' night we liue most wantonly I' th' morne with clothes we put on modestie Thus though we sport and wanton all the night Next sunne I le act a part of feare and fright Pas. Modestie marry guipp these are your modest creatures Cos. Long haue I hated Olinda and Glaucilla And one of them by this hath drunke her last The next shall follow ere the next day's past The ginne is layd and if it hit aright This is her last this her eternall night Perindus long I haue long lou'd who euer scorn'd mee Because he loues Glaucilla I know hee 'l grieue But when the tempest once is ouerblowne Hoyst vp all sailes the prize is sure mine owne Ill for a woman is that woman plac't Who like old Ianus is not double fac't Now to Armillus who sure expects me How darke the night more fit for Louers play The darkest night is louers brightest day Exit Cosma Pas. Well Mistris Iana with your double face I thinke I shall outface you by and by I le fit you for a face i'fayth I could be mad now Well since you are sportiue I 'le make one i' th play You haue a foole already I 'le act a Deuill And since you needes must to a new consort I le beare a part and make or marre the sport Enter Perindus Scen. 6. Perindus Pas. Per. Atyches Pas. No Pas Per. If thou seest Atyches send him hither friend Exit Pas. Of all the plagues that torture soules in hell Tantale thy punishment doth most excell For present goods thy euill most expresse Making thee vnhappy in thy happinesse Such are my paines my blessednes torments mee I see and may enioy what more torments me My life then loue I rather would forsake Yet for my life my loue I dare not take Glaucilla couldst thou see this wretched brest What torments in it neuer resting rest Whom now thou thinkst the cause of all thy greeuing Then thou wouldst iudge the wretchedst creature liuing She 's here Enter Glaucilla Glau. Perindus whither goest thou the day 's enough To shew thy scorne the night was made for rest For shame if not for loue let night relieue me Take not that from mee which thou wilt not giue me Knowst thou this place euen here thou first didst vow Which I beleeue and still me thinkes euen now Cannot vnbeleeu't that when thy constant heart From his first onely vowed loue should start These wauing seas should stand whose rocks remoue Per. Fa la la fa la la lah. Glau. O dancing leuity you steady rocks Still stand you still his fayth he lightly mocks Yee fleeting waues why doe you neuer stand His words his loue his oathes are writ in sand In rocks and seas I finde more sense and louing The rocke lesse hard then he the sea lesse mouing Per. Didst neuer see the rockes in sayling moue Glau. Not moue but seeme me to moue Per. My picture right Glau. What says Perindus Per. Ha ha he how scuruily griefe laughs Glau. Perindus by all the vowes I here coniure thee The vow that on thy soule thou didst assure me Tell me why thus my loue thou false refusest Why me thy fayth thy selfe thou thus deceiuest Per. Ay me Glau. How fares my loue Per. Ah Glaucilla Glau. I know thou canst not hate me Per. I cannot hate but laugh and dance and sport This is not hate Glaucilla 't is not hate Glau. Canst thou Perindus thus delude me I 'ue liu'd enough farewell thou last hast viewd mee Per. Glaucilla Glau. How canst thou speake that hated name Per. Stay Glau. To be mockt Per. Stay I 'le tell thee all Glau. Me thinks this forced mirth does not beseeme thee Sure 't is not thine it comes not from thy heart Per. Glaucilla call backe thy wish seeke not to know Thine or my death thou winst thine ouerthrow Glau. Thy griefe is common I haue my part in thine Take not that from me which is iustly mine Per. if I had any ioy it were thine owne But grant me to be wretched all alone Glau. Now all thy griefe is mine but it vnhiding Halfe thou wilt take away by halfe diuiding Per. Thou seekst my loue it is my loue to hide it And I shall shew more hate when I diuide it Glau. Thy loue thus hid to me much hatred proues Vnhide thy hate this hate will shew it loues Per. Glaucilla while my griefes vntouched rest My better part seemes quiet in thy brest Glau. So thou art well but still my better part Perindus sinkes all loaden with his smart So thou my finger cut'st and woundst my heart Per. Since then thou wilt not giue me leaue to hide it Briefely 't is thus when thou thy loue hadst vowd me Most sure but yet no certaine time allowd me My marriage day as all my good desiring To Proteus Cell I went the time enquiring There heard these words the cause of all my sadnes The cause of all my seeming hate and gladnesse Thus went th' Oracle The day that thou with griefe so long forbearest Shall bring thee what thou wishest most and fearest Thy sisters graue shall bee her marriage bed In one selfe day twice dying and once dead Thy friend whom thou didst euer dearest choose In loosing thou shalt finde in finding loose And briefly to conclude the worst at last Thou or thy Loue shall from a rocke be cast Glaucilla had thy loue but with my life beene priz'd My life t' enioy thy loue I had despis'd But since it may be thine thy life destroying Shall nere bee giuen for my loues enioying Much rather let me liue in fires tormenting Then with such purchase buy my hearts contenting Glau. Then loue 's the cause of all thy seeming hate What hast thou seene in me that I should seeme My life more then thy loue or mine esteeme Perindus thy hate hath cost me often dying So hast thou giuen mee death by death denying For th' Oracle with death I am contented And will not feare what cannot be preuented Per. Yet though such mischiefe Proteus did diuine Much better sped I at my fathers shrine Comming to Delphos where the Pythian maid Told me my wishes should be fully paid And that within fewe dayes I should arriue Through many bitter stormes into the hiue Glau. Why doubtst thou then adiew loue till to morrow Next rising sunne shall to thee ease thy sorrow Per. Maist thou proue true or if heauen bad decree The good be thine light all the bad on me Glau. Farewell Exit Thou giuest Glaucilla what thou wishest good rest This victory my minde hath whole possest And from my eyes shuts out all sleepe and rest If I but slumber streight my fancie dreames This Atyches is much more then he seemes Comming to his couch I found his emptie bed As yet vntoucht himselfe from sleepe is fled But soft whom haue wee here Enter Atyches Atych. The Oxe now feeles no yoke
all labour sleepes The soule vnbent this as her play-time keepes And sports it selfe in fancies winding streames Bathing his thoughts in thousand winged dreames The fisher tyr'd with labour snorteth fast And neuer thinks of paines to come or past Only loue waking rest and sleepe despises Sets later then the sunne and sooner rises With him the day as night the night as day All care no rest all worke no holy-day How different from loue is louers guise He neuer opes they neuer shut their eyes Per. Ha this is he I 'le stand and ouerheare him Atych. So I am alone ther 's none but I My griefe my loue my wonted company And which best fits a grieued louers sprite The silent stars and solitarie night Tell mee heauens sentinels that compasse round This ball of earth on earth was neuer found A loue like mine so long so truly seru'd Whose wage is hate haue all my paines deseru'd Contempt mine and her for shee deare affected The more I lou'd the more I was neglected Since thou canst loue where thou hast hatred prou'd Olinda how canst thou hate where thou art lou'd Thy body is mine by conquest but I find Thy bodie is not alwayes with thy mind Giue both or none or if but one o' th' two Giue mee thy mind and let thy bodie goe If this without thy minde I only haue What giu'st thou more to me then to thy graue Prooue mee my deare what canst thou hate in mee Vnlesse my loue my loue still bent on thee My name 's Thalander perhaps it doth displease thee I will refuse my name if that may ease thee Thalander to exile wee 'l still confine And I 'le be Atyches so I bee thine Per. Thalander i' st possible I oft suspected How he is altered not himselfe i' st possible Aty. Yet what thou hat'st thy brother loues as well Tell me my dearest loue what haue I done What has Thalander done ah tell mee Per. More Then thousand such as she can nere restore Thalander start not how haue my eyes deceiu'd me Ah let me blesse my armes with thy embraces My deare Thalander my only life my heart My soule O of my soule the better part I st thee I hold I scarce dare trust mine eyes Which thus deceiu'd mee by their former lies Aty. Thou welcomst miserie while thine armes infold mee Per. I am the blessedst man that liues to hold thee My heart doth dance to finde thee Aty. Ah Perindus When least thou thinkst thou art deceiued most My selfe my loue my labour I haue lost When I haue lost my selfe to finde my loue Per. In losing of thy fame th' ast found She loues thee friend most dearely And though she thought thy loue would be her death Yet for and in thy loue shee 'd lose her breath And nothing else should grieue her in the end She had one life for such a loue to spend Aty. Doe not deceiue me Per. Why shouldst thou mistrust me Aty. Perindus my ioy by too much ioy enioying I feele not halfe my ioy by ouer-ioying Per. Her selfe shall speake it Come let 's goe Aty. 'T is night Per. Shee 'l thinke it day when thou art in her sight Aty. Lead me for yet my mind too much affected To haue it so makes truth it selfe suspected Exeunt CHORVS Loue is the fire damme nurse and seede Of all that aire earth waters breede All these earth water aire fire Though contraries in loue conspire Fond painters loue is not a lad With bow and hafts and feathers clad As he is fancied in the braine Of some loose louing idle swaine Much sooner is he felt then seene His substance subtile slight and thinne Oft leapes hee from the glancing eyes Oft in some smooth mount he lyes Soonest he winnes the fastest flyes Oft lurkes he twixt the ruddy lips Thence while the heart his Nectar sips Downe to the soule the poyson slips Oft in a voyce creeps downe the eare Oft hides his darts in golden haire Oft blushing cheeks do light his fire Oft in a smooth soft kinne retires Often in smiles often in teares His flaming heate in water beares When nothing else kindles desire Euen vertues selfe shall blow the fire Loue with thousand darts abounds Surest and deepest vertue wounds Oft himselfe becomes a dart And loue with loue doth loue impart Thou painfull pleasure pleasing paine Thou gainefull life thou losing gaine Thou bitter sweete easing disease How doest thou by displeasing please How doest thou thus bewitch the heart To loue in hate to ioy in smart To thinke it selfe most bound when free And freest in his slauery Euery creature is thy debter None but loues some worse some better Onely in loue they happy prooue Who loue what most deserues their loue Act. 4. Scen. 1. Enter Perindus and Thalander Per. BE patient Aty. Yes I am patient And suffer all while all heauens ills are spent Per. You giue your selfe to griefe Aty. Sencelesse and mad Who in much griefe is not extremely sad Per. Alas sir she was mortall and must die Aty. True true and could the fates no time espie But this to me she neuer liu'd till now And now Perindus now oh Per. She was my sister Aty. Alas thy sister She was my life my soule she was my love She was words know not what she was to me She was thou most accursed word of be Per. Be comforted Tha. Perindus the very name of comfort is most comfortlesse Comfort ioy hope liu'd in her cheerfull smiling And now must die or liue in far exiting Comfort ioy hope for euer I deny you And would not name you now but to defie you Per. Sir with more patience you haue often borne Far greater euils Tha. Perindus doe not say so If thou yet loue me prethee doe not say so Was euer ill as this hels breuiary All torment in this narrow space is layd The worst of all in these two words are sayd Olinda dead dead whither doest thou lead mee Why I can goe alone alone can finde The way I seeke I see it best when blinde I prethee leaue me Per. Thalander I 'le not leaue thee Should heauen with thunder strike these arms that claspe thee My dying hands should but more firmely graspe thee Tha. Thou violat'st thy loue in thy mistaking And cleane forsak'st thy friend in not forsaking Olinda I cannot come they heere enchaine me But neyther can nor shall they here detaine me I' th' meane time all the honour I can giue thee Is but a graue that sacred rocke the place Of my conception and my buriall Since Hymen will not death shall make thee mine If not my marriage my death-bed shall be thine Exeunt Scen. 2. Enter Rimbombo Farewell yee mountaines and thou burning AEtna If yet I doe not beare thee in my brest And am my selfe a liuing walking AEtna The Nymphs that on you dwell are too coy Too coy and proud more fierce then robbed tygre More deafe then seas and more inflexible
brine of sorrow These pearly shells which dayly shall bee fild VVith my hearts water through my eyes distild You corralls whose fresh beauties are a shadow Of her sweete blushes tell her liuing graces Though now as you pluckt from their natiue places Are yet as you from your first seate remou'd Here fresher shining then when first I lou'd Thou rocke that in thy blest armes doest infold her Witnes my heart as firme as you do hold her And now goodnight thou set sunne beauties neuer Neuer more to be seene goodnight for euer Thou siluer forehead and thou golden haire My best my onely treasure when you were You snowy plaines and you faire modest dies You liuing stars but now two quenched lights Whose fall heauens stars with feared ruine frights You eyebrowes which like Rainbowes two appeare A miracle Rainebowes on skie so cleare And all you vnseene beauties softly rest Sleepe quiet sleepe you in this stony chest I cannot long I will not long be from you Shortly I 'le come and in this rockie bed Slumber with my Olinda with Olinda I 'le sleepe my fill meane time as neere as may be Here rest mine eyes rest close by your Olinda He lies downe by the rocke Harke harke Arion thou choice Musician Sing mee a note that may awake pale death Such as may moue deafe Hell and Stygian Ioue Such as once Orpheus O I am idle idle Sleep sleep mine eyes this short releasement take you Sleepe sleepe for euer neuer more awake you Her face your obiect neuer more shall be Sleepe then vaine eyes why should you wish to see Scen. 2. The Rocke opens Enter Olinda led by Glaucus and Circe they retire leauing Olinda Song Olin. Thou worthiest daughter of the greatest light Most powerfull Circe and thou honour'd Glaucus What dutie a poore fisher maid may giue you In thankes and vowes and holy offerings Shall still be ready at your sacred altars Thalander now to thee what sacrifice What offerings may appease thy wronged loue What haue I but my selfe ah worthlesse prize Of such so tryed and so vnmou'd a faith Ah could I spend my body weare my soule And then resume another soule and body And then consume that soule and body for thee All would not pay the vse of halfe my debt How pale he lookes how strangely alter'd Is he not dead no no his pulse is quicke His heart is strong and rising in his heate Threatens with strokes my churlish hand to beate Nature how couldst in one so firmely tie Perpetuall motion to fixt constancy How can this wonder fall in Notion A heart vnmou'd yet still in motion Alas he weepes I hope his griefe and feares Swimme fast away in those sad streaming teares Th' ast mourn'd enough more iustly may I weepe Leaue me thy teares rest thou and sweetely sleepe Thalander starts vp Tha. Morpheus one more such dreame shall buy me Where where art Olinda whither whither flyest thou Olin. Nay whither flies Thalander here 's Olinda Tell mee why wak'd the substance thou eschewest Whose shadowe in a dreame thou gladly viewest Tha. Thou fairest shadow of a Nymph more faire Death yet I see cannot thy light impaire Olin. Thou dreamest still Thalander Tha. Ah too too true For such a sight wake shall I neuer viewe Olin. I liue Tha. Would I were dead on that condition Olin. So would not I beleeue me friend I liue Tha. Could I beleeue it I were happie Olin. If mee thou wilt not trust thy sence thy eyes Tha. They saw thee dead how shall I trust my eie Which either now or then did vowch a lie Olin. Credit thy touch Tha. Then like a dreame thou 'lt flie Olin. Thou flyest thou art the shadow loue not I Thalander take this t is thine for euer Nothing but death nor death this knot shall seuer Enter Alcippus Al. How is this haue you learnt haue you learnt your mother Circes art to raise the dead wonder thinke shee liues Olin. What says Thalander does he yet beleeue mee Tha. If thou art dead faire hand how doest reuiue mee Olin. Thalander heart and hand had now beene cold but for Glaucilla she preuenting Cosma temperd the poysonous viall changing death for sleepe so gaue mee life thee loue Tha. Alcippus art thou there thou art my freind I prethee tell mee true true Alcippus doest thou not see Olinda Al. I see her in your hand Tha. Art sure t is she tell me are wee aliue Art sure we wake are we not both mistaken If now I sleepe O let me neuer waken Al. If you would surely know trie if shee breathe Tha. Thy hand liues doe thy lips liue too Olinda Alcippus shee liues and breathes Alcippus And with that sugred bread my heart both fir'd And life and loue with thousand ioyes inspir'd Ah my Olinda Olind. My deare my deare Thalander Tha. I st possible thou liu'st i st sure I hold thee These happy armes shall neuer more vnfold thee Olin. Tell mee my loue canst thou such wrongs forgiue mee Tha. My ioy my soule Olin. I neuer more will grieue you Canst thou forget my hate my former blindnes If not boldly reuenge my rash vnkindnes Pierce this vile heart my soules vngratefull center Pierce with thy dart where loues dart could not enter Tha. For thy defence my hand shall still attend thee My hand and heart but neuer to offend thee The only penance that I enioyne thee euer Is that wee liue and loue and ioy together Thinke not my hand will sacriledge commit To breake this temple where all Graces sit Olin. True true my loue t is vow'd a temple now Where euer shall be worshipt loue and thou Al. You happie paire since Cosma's spight 's defeated And Magoe's charmes and death by loue is cheated Why stand you here t is time from hence to moue This was the bedde of death and not of loue Death hath his part of night loue challengeth The rest loue claimes the night as well as death Tha. What sayes my loue Olin. What my Thalander euer With thee to life or death but from thee neuer Al. This halfe perswades mee to become a louer Exeunt Where better could her loue then here haue neasted Or he his thoughts more daintily haue feasted Manet Alcippus Scen. 3. Enter Tyrinthus and Gryphus Tyr. Knowst thou Perindus sister or Olinda Al. I know them both sir Tyr. Liue they yet and breathe Al. They liue and now most happy Exit Alcippus Tyr. Thou mak'st me happy in thy happy newes All thankes yee heauenly powers when I forget Your goodnesse in my childrens life and safety Let heauen forget both me and mine for euer Gryphus backe to our shippe and fetch mee thence The vestments vowd to Neptune and the chest Wherein I lockt my other offerings Exit Gryphus This rocke my heart prefers before a palace Fond men that haue enough yet seeke for more I thought by traffique to encrease my store And striuing to augment this carefull pelfe I lost my
you is that you returne round about the Cape presently before the Orke smell you if he were within twelue score he might wind them foh Can. Nay I shall be deuourd Con. Plucke out a good heart man Can. If I could doe so I might saue the Orke a labour that Will be done to my hand I know I shall be deuourd Con. Why man Can. Why my grandsire was deflourd and they say deflouring goes in a blood Con. If I ridde you both of this feare will you worship mee Can. O worshipfull water-wight Scr. O Neptunes father Can. O Glaucus Mother Con. Why then thus my deities oracle giues you answer thus When 2 famous fishers fall vpon this sand Let them for feare of mightie Orke leaue seas saile home by land I haue not pincht them for measure I haue giuen them Oracle vp to the elbowes Can. Saile ther 's your office Scrocca you must goe Scr. By land there 's your office goe you Con. What can you not expound Dragge vp your bote and home-ward crosse this shore Can. Wee are all made I vnderstood you sir but I did not know your meaning Scr. Pull you the bote at nose I 'le lift at the arse Can. Manners lacke this is a land voyage I am master Con. Hoh roh droh Horka Corka Suga ponto the monster coms downe vnder the boate turne it ouer I le helpe they couer themselues ouer with their beates for feare of the Orke creept ouer the stage Retire thou sacred monster creepe on These sweet soules are no food for thee on on 'T is time these soules were spent they begin To stink retire thou great god Neptunes scourge Retire I say while this twinne tortoise passes And dare not once to touch these fish flesh asses Hah ha he farewell good tortoise what good foutch Haddocke Hare and Cod you shall walke with me I le be your Orke yet I le carry the Cod to my mistris Cosma I know she loues it well let Conchilio be turn'd into an Oyster if hee would not play the Orke euery day for such sport it shall go hard but I le with my friend Cancrone yet once againe Exit CHORVS Happy happie Fishers swaine If that yee knew your happines Your sport tasts sweeter by your paines Sure hope your labour relishes Your net your liuing when you eate Labour finds appetite and meat When the seas and tempest roare You eyther sleepe or pipe or play And dance along the golden shore Thus you spend the night and day Shrill windes a pipe hoarse seas a taber To fit your sports or ease your labour First ah first the holy Muse Rap't my soules most happy eyes Who in those holy groues doe vse And learne those sacred misteries The yeares and months old age and birth The palsies of the trembling earth The flowing of the sea and Moone And ebbe of both and how the tides Sinke in themselues and backward run How palled Cynthia closely slides Stealing her brother from our sight So robs herselfe and him of light But if cold natures frozen parts My dull slow heart and cloudie braine Cannot reach those heauenly nets Next happie is the fishers paine Whose loue roofes peace doe safely hide And shut out fortune want and pride There shall I quiet fearelesse raigne My boyes my subiects taught submission About my court my sonnes my traine Nets my puruaiors of prouision The steere my septer pipe musition Labour my Phisicke no Phisitian So shall I laugh the angry seas and skie Thus singing may I liue and singing die Act. 3. Scen. 1. Enter Perindus VVHen Attyches with better sight I eye Some powre me thinks beyond humanity Some heauenly power within his bosome lyes And plainely looks through th' windowes of his eyes Thalander if that soules departed rest In other men thou liuest in his brest He is more then he seemes or else but see Enter Glaucilla My loue my hate my ioy my miserie Glau. Perindus whither turnst thou if thy wandring loue My loue eschew yet nothing canst thou see Why thou shouldst flye me I am no monster friend That seekes thy spoyle looke on me I am shee To whom th' hast vowd all fayth and loyalty Whom thou with vowes and prayers and oathes hast ply'd And praying wept and weeping beene deny'd And dy'd in the denyall I am she Whom by my brothers importunity Thalanders meanes thou want'st who still perseuer Though thou art chang'd I louing loue for euer Tell me am I altered in minde or bodies frame What then I was am I not still the same Per. Yes yes thou art the same both then and now As faire more faire then heauens clearest brow Glau. What haue I now deserued Per. In heauen to dwell The purest starre deserues not heauen so well Glau. Perindus I am the same ah I am she I was at first but thou thou art not hee Which once thou wast Per. True ah too true Then was I happy being so distressed And now most miserable by being blessed Glau. Tell me what thus hath chang'd thy former loue Which once thou sworst nor heauen nor hell could moue How hath this scorne and hate stolne in thy heart And on a Commick stage hast learnt the art To play a tyrant and a foule deceiuer To promise mercy and performe it neuer To looke more sweete maskt in thy lookes disguise Then mercies selfe or pitties gracious eyes Per. Fa la la fa la la lah. Glau. Ah me most miserable Per. Ah me most miserable Glau. Wretched Glaucilla where hast thou set thy loue Thy plaints his ioy thy teares his laughter moue Sencelesse of these he sings at thy lamenting And laughs at thy hearts tormenting Wretched Glaucilla Per. More wretched Perindus Where by refusing life thou diest for whom Thou liuest in whom thou drawst thy ioy and breath And to accept thy life is more then death Glau. Perindus Per. Fa la la fa la la lah. Exit Perindus Scen. 2. Glaucilla sola Haplesse and fond too fond and haplesse maide Whose hate with loue whose loue with hate is payd Or learne to hate where thou hast hatred prou'd Or learne to loue againe where thou art lou'd Thy loue gets scorne doe not so dearely earne it At least learne by forgetting to vnlearne it Ah fond and haplesse maide but much more fond Canst thou vnlearne the lesson thou has cond Since then thy fixed loue will leaue thee neuer He hates thy loue leaue thou his hate foreuer And though his yce might quench thy loues desiring Liue in his loue and die in his admiring Olinda so late abroad Enter Olinda The sunne is now at rest heauens winking eyes All drowsie seeme loue onely rest denies But thou art free as aire what is the reason What glasse is this Olin. Prethee Glaucilla Doe not thus search my soules deepe ranckling wound Which thou canst neuer helpe when thou hast found Glau. Thy soule was wont to lodge within mine eare And euer was it safely harboured there My eare
is not accquainted with my tongue That eyther tongue or eare should doe thee wrong Yet doe not tell me I 'le thee I spie Thy burning feauer is thy teltale eye Thou loust deny it not thou loust Olinda In vaine a chest to looke vp flames we seeke Which now with purple fires thy blushing cheekes Olin. Th' art such a mistris in thy louing art That all in vaine I hide my loue sicke heart And yet as vaine to open 't now t is hid Glau. Why so loues hee another Olin. I would he did Glau. Strange wish in loue much rather had I die Is he then perisht Olin. Yes and with him I Glau. I prethee tell me all doe not conceale it I le mourne with thee if that I cannot heale it Olin. Heare then and who so ere maiyst be a bride Learne this of me to hate thy maiden pride Atyches thou knowest Glau. Thy champion Olin. The same Almost a yeare since he came to this towne When finding mee fishing along the shore Silent he angles by mee till at length Seeing mee take a starfish and fling 't away He straight demands why I refus'd that pray The cause I said was hate he thus replied Alas poore fish how wretch'ed is your fate When you are kild for loue sau'd but for hate Yet then that fish much worse the fisher swaine Who for his loue by hate is causeles slaine Glau. Yet happier he that 's slaine by loues defying Then she in fate that liues yet euer dying Olin. But soone as loue he nam'd I straight was parting He holding mee thus speaks stay Nymph and heare I bring thee newes which well deserues thine eare He which most loues thee and thou hatest most Thalander at his name my guiltie heart Ashamed of it selfe did in me start He thus went on Thalander 's dead and dying By oath and all his loue swore me to see thee With these few words Thalander quite forsaken Would send to thee what thou from him hast taken All life and health and ne're his loue remoouing Wishes thee a freind more happie and as louing And with this prayer these legacies he sends thee This pipe his mother Circes gift to bind With this soft whistle the loud whistling wind And with this pipe he left this precious ring Whose vertues cuers a venemous tooth or sting Glau. Thalander were wee nothing like the other Only thy loue would proue thou art my brother Did not this moue thee Olin. Glaucilla why should I lie I tooke them as spoiles from a slaine enemie And for these gifts sayes he his last demand Was this that I might kisse thy hand The last the only gift thou canst impart To such so louing and now dying hearte I grant be gone vpon the Ring I spie A Rubie cut most artificially Wherein was fram'd a youth in fire consuming And round within it as the Ring I turne I found these words Aliue or dead I burne Glau. These words well fitt his heart so you so I Thalander liuing loues and louing dies Olin. But oh those fained flames such strange desires Such true such lasting neuer-quenched fires Haue kindled in my brest that all the Art Of Triphons selfe cannot allay my smart Ah Glaucilla tha scornefull proud Olinda Which at so sweete a loue a mockery made Who scornd the true Thalander loues his shade Whose thousand graces liuing could not turne mee His ashes now hee 's dead to ashes burne mee Glau. If thus you loue him how canst thou allow Thy loue to Atyches late didst thou vowe In Neptunes temple to be his for euer Olin. My hand he married there my heart ah neuer Glaucilla I loue him for his loue to mee For such his venture for such his victorie But most because in loue he is my riuall Because hee 's like and loue my Loue Thalander Ah if my life will please him let him take it He gaue it mee and I would faine forsake it Had it beene mine to giue my wretched heart Not worth his dangerous fight I would impart But that is thine Thalander thine for euer With mee t is buried and arise shall neuer And wherefore serues this glasse Olin. This is a dessamour Cosma lately gaue mee Glau. Olinda knowst not yet the treachery Of Cosma she thy greatest enemy Prethee let me see 't shouldst thou this liquor proue I tell thee friend 't will quench thy life and loue But so I le temper 't it shall better please thee And after few spent houres shall euer ease thee Olin, T is beyond art who there can giue reliefe Where patients hate the cure more then the griefe Glau. Yes by my art before th' art 12 houres older I le ease thy heart though neuer make it colder Exeunt Scen. 3. Enter Conchilio Con. Glaucilla and Olinda I marle what mettle What leaden earth and water nature put Into these Nymphes as cold as dull as frozen As the hard rockes they dwell on But my Mistris Shee 's all quicksiluer neuer still still mouing Now is she with some shepheard or some fisher And here she sets me to entertaine all commers This is the houre her Louers vse to muster But who should this be i st you old boy Enter Fredocaldo Old ten i' th hundred are you the captaine boh Fred. Beshrew your heart you are a very naughty boy I shake euery ioynt of me Con. No shaking palsey nor crampe has tane possession Of your nimble limbes ha ha he Fred. Boy where 's thy Mistris Con. Where she would bee Fred. Where 's that Con. Where you would bee Fred. What in her bed Con. Ah old goate doe I smell you yet in her bed Fred. May not I speake a word or two with her Con. what a foole t is thou hast spoken twice a allreadie Fred. I But I would speake them in her eare Can. I know your errand but I preethee tell mee Fredocaldoe How i st possible that all the bellowes in loues fathers shoppe Should kindle any fire in such a frost Fred. thou knowst not what is loue I tell thee boy I loue faire Cosma more then all her louers Con. Now in my conscience he says true this old wood Makes a brighter fire then the greenest euer Fred. Conchylio th' art deceiud hast not seene That of the May the lust of all the yeare Nipt with the hoarie frost grows cold and chare And oft October though the yeares declining With many daintie flowers is fairely shining For as the flaming sunne puts out the fire So may the heate of loue quench loues desires Con. Could this dotard doe as well as speake he might Fred. I tell thee boy when I was young Con. That was at the siedge of Troy Now shall wee haue more tales then euer poets made But what will you giue mee Fredocaldoe If I helpe thee in the rockie caue neere to the mirtle groue To speake with Cosma all alone Fred. If thou 'l doe it I le giue thee as faire an otter tamd for fishing
Then a growne Orke false flattering cruell craftie And which most grieues me when I would embrace them Swifter then chased Deere or dogs that chase them You heauens what haue we poore men deserued That you should frame a woman I and make her So comely and so needefull why should you cloath them With so fine a shape why should you place Gold in their haire allurement in their face And that which most may vex vs you impart Fire into their burning eyes yce to their heart Why sweeten you their tongues with sugred charmes And force men loue and need their greatest harmes And most of all why doe you make them fleete Minds as the windes and wings vpon their feete Of hundred women that I know But one deserues to be a woman Whom better heauens haue not made more faire Then courteous louing kinde and debonaire She when she vsd our Mountaines oft would stay And heare me speake and vow and sweare and pray Here I haue learnt she haunts along these shores Within these rockie clifts I 'le hide my selfe Till fit occasion if shee haue chang'd her minde Then safely may I curse all women kinde Exit Scen. 3. Enter Armillus Loue without thee all life is tedious Without thee there 's no sweete no ioy no life Thou first gau'st life and still with new succession Continuest what thou gau'st with sweet inticements Taming the strongst rebellion thy weapons women Whom thou so fram'st that proudest men are glad Beaten with them gently to kisse the rod Eyther my weighty passions pull too fast The wheele of time or else the houre is past But this is she or I mistake it Enter Cosma Cos. Women that to one man their passions bind As this man alters so alters still their mind Thus euer change they as those changing faires And with their louers still their loue impaires But I when once my louers change their graces Affect the same though now in other faces Thus now my mind is firme and constant prou'd Seeing I euer loue what first I lou'd Who blames the speedy heauen for euer ranging Loue 's fiery winged light and therfore changing Ar. True fairest Nymph Loue is a fire still burning And if not slak't the heart to ashes turning Cos. If I could scold sir you might be chidden For comming to my thoughts before y' are bidden Ar. Blame me not Sweet thy words do fanne thy fires And coole the flames which thy faire eye inspires Cos. The fire so lately applied so lately fram'd Me thinks greene wood should not be yet inflam'd Ar. Loues flame is not like earths but heauens fire Like lightning with a flash it lights desire Cos. I loue not lightning lightning loue that flashes Before 't be all on fire will be all ashes Ar. Gather the fruite then while 't is yet vnblasted Cos. I st worth the gathering is it pleasing tasted Ar. Take say of this kisses her Monster Enter Pas offering to kisse on the other side disguised like a fury Cos. Helpe ho Exeunt Armil Cos. seuerall waies Scen. 4. Pas. Fredocaldo Pas. The Doe was almost strooke 't was time I came For once I 'le be a keeper of the game I see 't is Owle-light Mineruaes waggoner Enter Fred. My old riuall who this twenty yeeres Saw nothing but what shin'd through glasse windowes What comes he for I 'le stay a while and watch him Fred. Most happy age that shall be crownd with loue Of thy loue Cosma I am not as I seeme Farewell old age I now am young againe And feele not ages but a louers paine In loue I dare aduenture with the best Old beaten souldiers are the worthiest If all my riualls heard I could dare them If furies should out-front me I 'de out-stare them Pas runs vpon him hee falls and lyes Exit Pas. Enter Conchylio in his Mistresses apparell Con. How well my Mistris Cosmaes clothes do fit me What pitty 't was I was not made a woman I thinke I should haue made a pretty Nymph ha I could haue beene a pittifull creature And yet perhaps a good vnhappy wench Cosma by this hath met with her Armillus And sports her selfe could I meete Fredocaldo I should haue sport enough She stumbles at Fred. What Fredocaldo dead courage man Fred. I had a fearefull dreame and scarce am waken Con. Come shake off dreames sleepe is not fit for louers Wee 'l to the rocky caue Fred. My sunne my fire Con. But Fredocaldo can you thinke that fire Can loue cold water the sunne can frost desire Fred. I tell thee fairest Cosma those faire eyes Bring backe my spring Wrong not thy selfe deare loue so faire a day Cannot but make mid-winter turne to May Cold rhewms I feele not no frost 's lockt in this chest Thy loue begets a summer in my brest Con. Fie Fredocaldo Not in the open aire Exeunt Scen. 5. Armillus Cosma Ar. Venus furies haunt this groue is not this Cosma Yes here again she comes most blessed heauens Enter Cosma I see that yee are more gracious then Hell's spightfull Cosma Cos. Armillus Ar. My loue Cos. Sure thou hast done some cruell murder And the unexpiate ghost thus haunts thee Ar. I neuer thought it Cosma rather some power of these woods Too enuious of my good hap and iealous of thy fauor Thus crosses our desires but if againe He chance to interpose his horrid face I 'le rather dye then leaue thy wisht embrace Enter Pas disguised All hell and furies haunt vs Exit Ar Pas. Well ouertaken Nimph start not you are sure See I am your familiar Cos. Beshrew your heart for thus affrighting me Pas. Doe you not blush to cast your loue vpon a man Whose loue is as himselfe an alien to thine owne Thou mak'st thee strange familiar to vnknowne Cos Pish thou art foolish did I euer binde thee to me Only why shouldst thou then confine me To thy sole passion so oft before You men haue chang'd that you can change no more From bad to worse from worse to worst of all There lie you now and can no lower fall And as you wisht that we should neuer roue We pray as fast that you at length could moue Cease then for shame to raile at womens ranging When men begin women will leaue their changing Farewell Pas. Nay soft I am dog well bitten And will not part so easily with my prey I haue not tasted venison many a day Cos. I cannot well deny thee 't is thy right Thou well hast purchast it this be thy right Exeunt Scen. 6. Conchilio Con. Ha ha he this old dry stubble how it crackes i' th' burning alas poore saplesse oake 't is time 't were down I stayd till he was ready all vnready but when he 'gan to put on his spectacles away slipt I hee 'l doe my mistris little hurt Spectacles hah ha he now for my louing Lobster this is his time and if the Cyclops too doe keepe his promise O what rare compound of mirth I 'le
men Scrocca and Cancrone Scr. VVell sir you may say what you will but if wee liue by the Law how commeth it to passe that we must die by the Law Can. Mee thinks I see how busie Rimronce will bee about me he surely will be vpon my backe for my being vpon his a while a goe Scr. Nay Cancrone thou diest for sauing thy master too Tyr. Ay me my sonne Can. I haue no minde to climbe these Mountaines I begin to bee short-winded already I shall neuer hold out had I thought it would haue come to this I would haue bene vilely tempted to ha let my Master drowne quickly Scr. What man thou could'st neuer haue done thy Master better seruice then to dye for him nay if Perindus liue I care not Tyr. Perindus I can hold no longer friend who is thy Master why art thou manacled Scr. Mantled hither marry this Priest hath mantled vs for sauing our Master Perindus Tyr. Ay me my sonne Can. Vds fish old Master where haue you beene this 20 yeeres and more Nom. Tyrinthus at such a time sir your arriuall is eyther uery happy or else most haplesse eyther to see or else preuent a danger Tyr. Priest how is my Perindus Nom. Doom'd to die Tyr. What is the cause Nom. His will Tyr. Who could perswade him Nom. She who most stroue to hinder and disswade him Tyr. What had he done Nom. That which deserues all life and loue Tyr. How fine the heauens powers can sorrowes frame The fates will play and make my woe their game VVhere is he Can. Safe enough I warrant you get 's leaue of the Priest master and wee 'l goe fetch him Scr. We caught him out of the water Can. O he had supt a bundance of salt porridge Scr. And brought him to the shippe where the mariners keepe him Tyr. VVhy stand I idle here O to the shore I 'le fly And eyther with him liue or for him die Can. Master master master Exit Tyrinchus Pas. I le follow him nature can doe no lesse Then eyther helpe or pitty such distresse Exit Pas Can. Nay if you goe too then farewell all Farewell ye rockes farewell to thee O loue You louely rockes you hard and rocky loue Nay I shall turne swaine presently and sing my finall song Nom. I maruell what it is that stayes Dicaus Con. Marry let him stay till I send for him the Cyclops shall want their breakefast this month Nom. Here I must stay for him Scen. 5. Enter Cosma Cos. Faine would I know how my ginne thriues and prospers Olinda is fast and by my disamour hath quencht her loue with death if now Glaucilla bee taken in that snare then am I cunning well may I proue a fisher who haue tooke too maides so soone with one selfe baite and hooke Is not that Nomicus I shall learne of him Nomicus Nom. Who Cosma Cos. Why are these fishers bound Con. For you Cos. For mee Can. I for you had not you cus'd Glaucilla shee had not bene condemnd if shee had not beene condemnd Perindus would not haue died for her if he would not haue died for her he had not fallen from the rocke had he not fallen from the rocke we had not sau'd him if wee had not sau'd him wee had not beene bound were wee not bound wee would showe a faire payre of heeles Cos. What talks this foole Perindus falne from the rocke Nom. Hast thou not heard then of Perindus faith and fall Cos. No not a word but faine would heare Nom. And shalt my tongue is as ready as thy eare Meane while leade these away soone as Dicaeus returnes I 'le ouertake you Can. I prethee Mr Priest let mee craue one fauour that I may haue an Epitaph for mee in Neptunes church porch I le neuer goe farther Nom. Here 's no time for Epitaphs away Can. Nay t is soone done I le trouble neuer a poet of them all I haue it already Cancrone valorous and kind where art thou Cancrone too kind and valorous to liue Ingulft in Cyclops guts Readers why start you His life for his master he did freely giue Vngratefull Sicelie that want'st his bones Instead of members keeping his memorie in stones Short and sweete Mr Priest Scr. Cancrone this is a land voyage you must leade the way Can. But when wee saile downe the Cyclops throat I le giue you the preeminence Exeunt Nom. After that haplesse Nymph had heard her doome As shee was led to 'th rocke i' th' middle way Perindus flying fast calls out Stay And for he thought his feete too slowly bore him Before he came he sent his voyce before Stay stay Dicaeus th' art a man I see And well mayst erre heauens not more pure then she Yet since the doome is past I 'le pawne my breath And make your fact lesse hanious by my death I 'le lose her life in me and she shall spend My life in her so both shall better end Cos. This was no ill newes to the Nymph Nom. Yes yes then first she thought her selfe condemnd Death in him shee fear'd and in her selfe contemnd That law it selfe says shee should suffer death Which one condemnes another punnisheth True sayes Perindus my life my all 's in thee When thou offendst why shouldst thou punish me But briefe to giue their words in short contracted VVas neuer part of loue more louely acted Both loath to liue and both contend to die VVhere onely death stroue for the victory Meane time I could but weepe nor I alone That two such loues should die not liue in one Cos. Their spotlesse fayth 's a cristall where I see Too late my cancred hates deformity Nom. At length the law it selfe decides the strife That he with losse of his might buy her life Then and but then she wept and to preuent him Downe fell shee with a deadly looke and eye Acting the prologue of his tragedy And wak'd againe she 'gan to chide and raue And vowes to liue no further then his graue VVhile he with cheerfull steps the rockes ascending Fearelesse beholds his death that steepe descending And boldly standing on the vtmost browe Thus spake Poore life I neuer knew thy worth till now How thou art ouer valewed to pay Her life with thine gold with base alcumy Cos. Iust iust you heauens I haue set a gin For them and now my selfe the first am in Nom. Then turning to his loue thus spake his last Farewell Glaucilla liue and in thy brest As in a heauen my loue and life shall rest Seeke not by death thy selfe from griefe to free Remember now Perindus liues in thee Cherish my heart which in thy heart doth lye For whilst thou liu'st Perindus cannot dye So leapt he lightly from the cloudy rocke Cos. Is hee then dead Nom. No for the guilty sea With soft embraces wrapt his limbes It seemes the waues moou'd with Sympathy Would teach vnhumane men humanity Though they could not preuent would ease his fall And not consenting to
purpose Per. No Ar. Nothing but no and yes fie fie Perindus Your too much passion shewes you want affection Your sister in such sort conuey'd and you So carelesse of her griefe it much misseemes you Why learne you not the cause Per. Thou counsailst well Griefe weary of it selfe all sence depriuing Felt neyther sence nor griefe by ouergrieuing Enter Atyches But see my Atyches what different passions Striue in his doubtfull face pitty would weepe And danger faine would rocke high thoughts a sleepe Whiles resolution chides the daring feare And courage makes poore feare afrade to feare Atych. Thou God that rulst the sunnes bright flaming cart If thou my grand-sire art as sure thou art For in my breast I feele thy powers diuine Firing my soule which tels mee I am thine Direct my hand and guide this poynted dart That it may peirce and riue the monsters heart Per. Atyches Atych. Ah Perindus this lucklesse howre Bids thee vnwelcome fly and neuer more Neuer approach to view this deadly shore Per. Why what 's the newes Atych. Thy sister the fayre Olinda must die Ar. So must we all Atych. But none of all as she Per. Canst tell the cause and manner Atych. yes and till the sunne Twixt noone and night his middle race shall runne The rites will not be finisht 't is briefly thus Thou knowst by Neptunes temple close their growes A sacred garden where euery flowers blowe Here blushing roses there the Lillies white Here Hyacinth and there Narcissus bright And vnderneath the creeping violets show That sweetnes oft delights to dwell below Vaulted aboue with thousand fragrant trees And vnder pa'ud with shamefast Strawberies Which creeping lowe doe sweetely blushing tell That fairest pleasantst fruits doe humblest dwell Breifly a little Heauen on Earth it seemes where euery sweete and pleasure fully streames Ar: Fisher thou now describ'st some paradice Can any ill from so much good arise Atych Henbane and roses in our garden growe Ah that from fruits so sweete such gall should flowe Here faire Olinda with her Nymphs arriues And time away time to fast posting driues While Nago that deformed enchanter ranging Along these trees his shape and habit changing Seem'd then Glaucilla such his statelike eyes Such haire such lipps such cheekes such rosie dies So like Glaucillas selfe that had shee spide him More would shee doubt her selfe the more shee eyd him Ar. Can art forge nature with so true a lie Atych. The falsest coine is fairest to the eie Singling thy sister forth they chance to see The sacred graft of that Hesperian tree Whose golden apples much the eye delighting Would tempt the hands the longing tast inuiting And now the subtill witch spies fit occasion Aud with fitte speech and oaths and soft perswation So words hee mind that shee ha little guessing What monster lay vnder that faind dressing Puls of th' vnhappie fruit straight downe shee falls And thrice a thundring voice Dicaeus calls The preist knew what the fearefull voice portended And faire Olinda halfe dead apprehended And to the temple beares her there reseruing Till the third day with death payes her deseruing So Neptune bids that who shall touch the tree With hands profane shall by Malorcha die Malorcha bread in seas yet seas do dread him As much more monstrous then the seas that bred him Per. Ah my Olinda who can pitty thee That wouldst not pitty th' excellent Thalander 'T is iust yee seas well doth impartiall fate With monstrous death punish thy monstrous hate And whither art thou now thus armed going Atych. Downe to the fatall rocke I goe to see And act a part in this foule Tragedy Per. Why canst thou hope such losses to repayre Atych. Who nothing hopes yet nothing ought despaire Per. What 't is impossible ah cease to proue Atych. What euer was impossible to loue Per. 'T is certaine thou adst thy death to hers Atych. Vnworthy loue that life for loue prefers Per. What good canst do when thou canst not restore her Atych to liue with her or else to die before her Per. 'T is fate that in this monster bids engraue her Atych. And 't is my fate to die with her or saue her Per. In vaine to fight against all conquering Ioue Atyoh. But in my hand shall fight Ioue conquering loue Per. Atyches why shouldst thou thus betray thy selfe She was my sister and as deare to me As euer was a sister to a brother Had fate felt any hope my willing hand Should be as Prest to giue her ayd as any Were not the fight gainst heauen I might aduenture But here I needs must leaue her though a brother She neuer loued mee Atych. I lou'd her euer Per. More shouldest thou hate her now Atych. Can Seas or Riuers stand can Rocks remooue Could they yet could I neuer cease to loue Perindus if now I see thee last farewell Within thy breast all ioyes and quiet dwell Adiew Olinda now to thee I flye For thee I liu'd for thee I 'le gladly die Exit Atyches Per. Goe choycest spirit the heauenly loue regard thee And for thy loue with life and loue reward thee Scen. 4. Enter Perindus Armillus Ar. Perindus thou knowst how late was my arriuall And short abode in this your Sicely And how delighted with these accidents So strange and rare I haue decreed to make Some longer stay but since I saw this Atyches His loue more strong then death a resolution Beyond humanity I much desir'd To know him what he is and what his country That breeds such minds let me intreate you then At large to giue me all this story Somewhat t' will east your griefe iust are his paines That sorrow with more sorrow entertaines Per. It will be tedious and my heauy minde Fit words for such a tale can neuer finde Yet I 'le vnfold it all that you may see How beautious loue showes in inconstancy Who hath not heard of Glaucus loue haplesse Whilst fairest Seylla baths him loue inspires At once herselfe she cooles and him she fires A sea god burnt in flames and flames most please him Glaucus findes neither waues nor hearbes to ease him Cold were his eyes more cold her coy disdaine Yet none of boeth could quench loues schorching flame Till Circe whom scornd loue to madnes moues Quenches at once her beautie and his loues There stands shee now a proofe of iealous spite As full of horror now as then delight Ar. The fruite of iealousie is euer curst But when t is grafted in a crab t is worst Bad in a man but monstrous in a woman And which the greater monster hard to know Then ielous Circe or loath'd Scylla now After when time had easd his greife for Scylla Circe with charmes and prayers and gifts had wone him Her loue shee reapt in that high rocky frame Which euer since hath borne faire Circes name The Moone her fainting light 10 times had fed And 10 times more her globe had emptied When two fayre twins she
crosse cut with 's armes and yet that Orke-catcher Ataches has a pesslence carriage on 's pate the Nymphs beleare him partly so so so Now Cupid doe I come to thee To thee vpon my bare-head knee Knee neuer bare-head yet before Before it begged at thy doore Enter Scrocca with his nets Scr. What deuout Cancrone knocking at Cupids doore Can. Ah Scrocca thou hast corrupted the goodest verse I was making my supplantation to Trustie Triton for good lucke and see if he haue not heard mee our nets are returnd Scr. He might well heare thee for this once for thou doest not trouble him often But if I had not lookt to them better then he had wee might haue gone whistle for them come Cancrone will you goe Can. Yes I warrant you I 'le peraduenture my person in a Cocke-boate Scr. Why then wee 'l take the gallie foist Can. Goe foist if you will the burnt child dreads the water and good men are scantie make much of one Cancrone Scr. Well if you come you shall haue vs at the red roche Can. Yes I 'le fish on land for mermaids Exit This dog-fish had almost put mee out of my loue-lesson Now to thee againe courteous Cupid All sunke and soust in soppy loue Cupid for thy mothers doue Helpe Enter Conchylio in Cupids habitt Con. All haile Cancrone according to thy wish I here am present great King of hearts Duke of desires Lord of loue whom mortals gentle Cupid doe ycleape Can. Beest thou Cupid thou art vile like our Conchylio Con. True Cancrone and lest the beames of my bright deitie should with their lustre wound those infant eyes I haue vouchsaf't in this forme to appeare lo thy Conchylio and thy Cupid here what wouldst thou with mee Can. I haue a suite to your godship Con. So it be not your Orke-suite I embrace it say on my darling Can. I am in loue as they say but I cannot tell whom to be in loue withall Con. Here are Nymphs enow Vrina Olinda Lilla Glaucilla Bobadilla Can. Mee thinks that Boberdil sounds like a fine play-fellow for mee Con. No I 'le tell thee one her name shall make thy mouth water Can. Make water in my mouth that 's Vrina I 'le none of her shee 's too high colourd Con. No t is Cosma the fishers flame the shepheards hope whose beautie Pas admires Can. I but will you throw forth a good word for mee Con. I tell thee I 'le make her all to beloue thee shee shall not rest till shee meete thee here but first I must arme thee with some magicke charmes Can. What be they my chops would faine be champing them Con. First you must anagramatize her name then sympathize your owne Can. Tize zize thize I shall ne're hit that Con. For an anagram I 'le fit you Cosma a smocke Can. Prettie Con. For the sympathie of your owne name but thus your name Cancrone bids you counterfeite the counter-creeping crab and goe backward to her Can. Doe I looke like a crab I had rather goe forward to a Nymph Con. Thirdly because euery fisher is borne vnder Pisces therefore the signe is in the foote with you you must come therefore with one foote bare Con. I but shall I not catch cold and cough and spoile my part Can. It must be the right foote and then seest thou this mirtle tree all my arrowes are made of the wood of it thou must in her sight get vp and gather the highest bough of it Con. I but what shall I doe with the bough Con. O the bough why setting thus a prettie while you must wrappe a cockle garland about it and then when the poore lasse melts and consumes with thy loue Can. Then I 'le throw it at her come downe to her shall I not Con. Excellent well I see thou art inspir'd Can. Nay I can take it if you put it to mee Con. But the iust nicke when thou must throw it is when she says I die I cry I lie Can. I die I cry I lye I would haue her lie but not die but will you make her come indeede Con. I and in her best clothes too Can. Nay 't is no such matter for clothes but what must I say I had almost forgot it Con. Nothing but a short charme which I 'le teach you as we goe on afore I 'le follow you Can. Let me see backward Con. Blockhead Can. Barelegge Con. Beetlepate Can. Cockleshell Con. Coxecombe Can. Boughs Con. Bussard Can. The towne 's ours I no triumph I no triumph Con. I 'le coole my hot louer he shall sit on a perch for a stale now must I be vncupidate shortly appeare here Cosmafied it shall be hard but with the same limetwig I 'le catch a bigger bird then this First I will serue my selfe my mistris after My baite is seeming loue my prey true laughter Scen. 5. Enter Pas solus What art strength wit can tame a fish or flye The least of creatures vs'd to liberty With losse of life shake off base captiue chaines And with restraint all life disdaines But I ah foole yeld vp my selfe a slaue And what they shunne by death doe basely craue My griefe more then my folly who deplore That which all others vse to wish before My loue loues too too much too many For while she liketh all she loues not any Loue let my prayers yet thus farre onely moue thee Let me her falsly or she truely loue me Enter Cosma See where she comes and that so bright a sunne Should haue no spheare no certaine race to runne I 'le stand and ouer-heare her Cos. I can but smile to thinke how foolish wise Those women are that chuse their loues for wisedome Wisedome in men's a golden chaine to tie Poore women in a glorious slauery Pas. Hark Heauens O monstrous harke O women women Cos. Fond men that blame the loue that euer ranges To foule and sluttish loue that neuer changes The Muses loue by course to change their meeter Loue is like linnen often chang'd the sweeter Pas. Thus these neate creatures dead with loue and all By shunning beastlines make it beastiall Cos. Our beauty is our good the cause of loue Fond that their good toth ' best will not improue What Husbandman neglects his time of sowing What fisher loseth winds now fairely blowing Beauty our good ah good ah short and brittle A little little good for time as little How easie doest thou slide and passe away Vnborne full growne and buried in a day Thy spring is short and if thou now refuse it T is gone when faine thou wouldst thou shalt not vse it The time and euery minute daily spends thee Spend thou the time while time fit leisure lends thee Pas. Does she not blush hark women here 's your preacher Maids you want a Mistris here 's a teacher Cos. Now since Conchylio spake of this Armillus My new found louer I halfe long to try him Too cruell she that makes
goods my liberty my selfe Taken by Persians on the Graecian seas So I my captaine and the King did please Soone was I loosed from my slauish band And straight preferd to haue a large command There haue I now consum'd these thrice fiue summers There might I haue liu'd long in wealth and honour But ah thou little home how in thy want The world so spacious yet seemes too too scant At my departure hence I left two infants Perindus and Olinda the boy some eyght The girle but two yeeres old their mother dead Who giuing life to 'th girle so tooke her death And left her owne to giue her infant breath Great Ioue and Neptune I will keepe my vowes Seeing my Children liue two chosen bulls With mirtle crownd and Oake leaues laid with gold Shall fall vpon your altars Enter Pas. Pas. You sacred vertues truth and spotlesse fayth Where will you liue if not in such a Nymph Whose brest will you now seeke what mansion Tyr. My trembling heart doth some great ill diuine And tels me euery griefe and feare is mine Pas. VVhere now can vnsuspected friendship rest If treachery possesse so faire a brest Tyr. Fishers what newes Pas. Sir little as concernes you Tyr. Pray heauens it doe not Pas. Your habit speakes a stranger And yet me thinkes I somewhat else haue seene Some lineaments of that face are you Tyrinthus Tyr. The same Pas. O cruell heauens I could you finde No other time to giue him backe his country If thus you giue happy whom you deny The greater good the greater iniury Thy onely daughter Tyr. Is dead Tyrinthus falls Pas. I should haue sayd so Alas he falls Tyrinthus what one blow thus strike thee vnder fortunes feete How loth his life returnes Tyr. How well I had forgot my griefe And found my rest with losse of restlesse life Thou much hast wrong'd me fisher 't is no loue Death from his iust possession to remoue Heauens ye haue thankes for both yet one you slue Giue backe halfe of thy thankes take but your due I owe you nothing for Olinda nothing Ah poore Olinda I shall neuer more Neuer more see thee thy father must lament thee Thy father who in death should long preuent thee How long since died shee Pas. With the last sunne she fell Tyr. Sure heauens ye mocke me alas what victory What triumph in an old mans misery VVhen you haue wonne what conquest that you slue A wretch that hated his life as much as you Pas. Sir you forget your selfe to warre with heauen Is no lesse fond then dangerous Tyr. Tell me fisher haue you a child Pas. No sir Tyr. No maruell then Thou blam'st my griefe of which thou hast no sence First lose a child then blame my patience Pas. If thou be grieu'd this is no way to ease it Sooner we anger heauen then thus appease it Try But when the heart such weight of sorrow beares It speakes from what it feeles and what it feares Died she by a naturall or by violent meanes Pas. Nature refuses an office so vnnaturall Tyr. Hard fate most fitly were you women made Since fate vnmercifull vnmoued stands VVell was lifes distaffe put in womens hands Kild by a man Pas. No man was so vnnaturall Tyr. A woman Pas. Yes Tyr. Fit instrument of women what was the weapon Pas. The cowards weapon poyson Tyr. Canst tell the murderers name Pas. Her name Glaucilla A Nymph thought absolute though now infected That heauen it selfe might sooner bee suspected Tyr. Tell me the circumstance Pas. 'T will but more grieue you Tyr. True but 't is pitty in vnhelpt distresse Condemned soules with all the weight to presse Pas. Olinda this last night complain'd to Cosma A Nymph which lately came from faire Messena That this Glaucillaes powerfull charmes had fir'd her And with Thalanders loue now dead inspir'd her With such a feeling griefe her griefe lamenting That she to helpe so desperate loue consenting Gaue her a water which she oft did proue Would eyther quench or ease the paines of loue Which Cosma swore the other nere denyed Glaucilla chang'd Olinda dranke and dyed Dicaeus hearing this Tyr. Liues then Dicaeus Pas. As well and iust as euer Tyr. His life doth somewhat mend My childs sad death after a child a friend Pas. Dicaeus by this euidence condemnes her By 'th' law from that high rocke to fall and she With smiling welcom'd death and quietly Steal'd to the rocke from whence shee must be cast Wonder so heauie guilt should flye so fast She led her leaders to that deepe descending The guilty drawes the guiltlesse to their ending And thus I left them and with her iust Dicaeus To see her execution who goes not from her Till from the rocke in seas she leaue her breath Die must she as she kild water her crime and death Tyr. Ah my poore Olinda had I seene thee yet And clos'd thine eyes alas my poore Olinda Pas. This griefe is vaine and can no more reuiue her you lose your teares Tyr. When that I hold most deare is euer lost poore losse to lose a teare Pas. Your sonne striues the good which heau'n bereaues you You quickly see but see not what it leaues you Tyr. Art sure he liues Pas. Two houres since sad I left him But safe Tyr. What chances happen in an houre By this he may be dead and buried But yet Perindus if thou liuing be My halfe ioy liues my halfe ioy dies in thee Scen. 2. Enter Cancrone and Scrocca bound Nomicus the Priest Can. Ah Scrocca thou hast often heard me say it would be my lucke to be deuoured and to tell thee true I euer fear'd those Cyclops most I neuer had any minde to them Scr. Why Cancrone this is the slauery on 't had wee beene Master fishers we should neuer haue beene troubled to climbe vp these Mountaines wee should neuer haue beene cast to our old acquaintance the fish Tyr. Fisher knowst thou these men Pas I know the men but not their meaning Can. That would neuer haue angred me thou knowst wee haue fed vpon fish this many yeere and for vs to haue made them one merry meale had beene but the signe of a thankefull nature but ah those Ciclops clops clops Scrocca I cannot digest them Scr. I feare they will 'gest vs well enough Can. And yet I care not much if I were sure to bee eaten vp by that Cyclops that ate vp my grandsire for then I might haue some hope to see the good old man once againe before I die Scr. I care not whose hands I fall into I 'me sure hee shall haue no sweete bitte of mee now nothing grieues mee but that hauing done but one good deede in all my life I must die for that Nom. Thou foolish fisher thinkst it good to stop The course of iustice and breake her sword the Law By Law thou liu'st hee iustly death deserues VVho that destroyes which him and his preserues Tyr. Are not these my old