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The tragedy of the unhappy fair Irene by Gilbert Swinhoe, Esq.
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Swinhoe, Gilbert, fl. 1658.
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death I could afford to make thee feel I sleep not But ancient Love pleads some respect Therefore I 'le favour thee with Banishment From henceforth see my face no more Go instantly Depart the Limits of my Power For if thou do'st but stay to bid farewel unto thy friends For this neglects of my command thou dyest Nat. Great Sir Let me but stay a day To pack some things for my relief abroad Mah. No they may come after you Nat. Then gracious Prince farewel I still will wish your Reformation Enter the Janisaries in mut••y •owards the Palace Exit Nato and the Emperour Enter to them two Bashaws All Great Lords we need no longer groan in expectation We see the dire Resolve The froward fancios of a woman must sna•le us By the great Mahomet we will not suffer it He 's give her up a Sacrifice for our Revenge Or we will force her from him 2 Are your Resolves no fouler All By the hairy scalp of our great Fathers We wish his standing And onely hi• to pull this Witching Charm From h•s ren•wned Bosome Enter a Gentleman to them Gent. A very lamentable Surpriz'd my sight as I came here That mighty man of war Natolia Driv'd by the gusts of his own sighs Sail'd in the brackish Sea of 's own Creation from Turky 1. From Turkie• declare the aenigma Gent. Banish't I mean All The great Natolia banish't Go Sir we beg To an Officer And tell the Emperour that we in arms Attend his presence at the Palace Gates And needs must see him Declare the manner Sir Exit a Gent For what Gent. The zeal of Loyal Love Emboldened him to tell the Emperour of his state But the bewitching flames of Lust Bu• n•d all his weighty Reasons into chalk Which with his Self must banisht roam the World All Fie on 't there 's not a head in Turkie Fi•t so sure which reels not with a sigh Of this same idle Whore Come let us antidote this poyson Exeunt omnes to the Palace Enter the Messenger to Mahomet Gent. Great Empero•r The troubled Janisaries all in Arms Attend your presence at the Palace Gates M•h What means the unwarranted Assembly of them Well! I 'le go to them Exit Mahomet with his Guard Enter Souldiers as before the Palace All Well! did he know he kist his last And courted his farewel He 'd 〈◊〉 our expectation But soft he mounts the Battlement Enter Mahomet as on the Wall Mah. How n•w What mean these postures Of Disloyalty and Treason All What mean these curl'd Dangles and Perfumes They speak some od•riserous Sacrifice and must not be in vain Bring forth that Witch-like Saint That with her Charms poysons thy bloud We 'l loose thee from Inchantments By the destroying her Mah. Imperious Villains for the best life that breathes amongst you By your base soultry breath stain her perfection Slaves what hath she done deserves it Must she be murdered 'cause I love her All She hath fetter'd your heroick spirits Impriso•'d your freedome And even reduc't you to a sluggish carelesness Caus'd brave Natolia's banishment Because he sought for to reclaim you Mah. 'T is false She never knew the Conference as yet Much less his Banishment 'T was his unreveren'd impudence that causd it All It was no impudence great Sir 'T was his zeal of love Ingratefully rewarded Caus'd through respect of her This day shall see the dissolution of her and her Inchantments We know we shall be thankt When you become your self Therefore pardon our rudeness Mah. Patience I'•e send for her They offer violence to the Gates Ah! ah pure innocente Why doth not every thing that pleads To a Gent. Go fetch my Love unto her Funeral Non-guilty Appear like Espine Plants Exit a Gent. While their great Queen ascends her direful Scaffold Me-thinks that mighty Rouf an Embleme of her Should crush together With destruction on her Foes But soft she 's yonder Oh how all murderous thoughts Creep back with fear at her approach Enter Irene Irene What will my mighty Lord Mah. The preservation of thy life Irene Do's any covet an improfitable Clod Mah. Oh! oh my Soul Sad Funerals still succeed a Nuptial Dream Thou harm•esly enjoy'd the Wedlock thoughts of pleasure While sullain Brains bring Death to be thy Bridegroom Look o're and see the Dogs of Death That do pursue so sweet a Game She lookes o're All Oh gilt-temptation Irene Oh Fates Is my weak Limbes A subject for your great Revenge Well! well my colour 's past my period draws fast on • And I must down to dust And loathsomness return to a none-being Great Sir Who 's my prepared Butcher Mah. Thy Butcher That word murders my Soul-deep perplexity I 'le speak to them again Inhumane Wretches On your allegeance pass l•t her alone I 'le stop the gap betwixt her and your base Revenge All Mad men must be madly dealt with Mah. Stop your unreverend proceedings They rush open the Gates part enter with swords drawn She 's not for common Butchers This my own hand shall give inlargement to her Soul To tower the Heavens to invoke revenge upon your murd'rous heads Irene Well! I am prepar'd a Sacrifice of Reconciliation Betwixt you and your imperious Camp Oh! oh my dear Paeologus Thou little knowest I lip the grave All aside And have not now a friend in all the World For to receive my dying words Oh my dear love that I might melt into thy bosome Oh now I feel the chilness of cold Death seiz on my y•elding spir•ts I will go slumber •nd not see the fatal blow of my Decease Farewel Paeologus My dearest Lord for ever now adiew Mah. Not once farewel to me my S•ul She swounds Farewel to thee O had thou but look't I never could have struck this fatal blow All To a•mes our Emperor is himself with his Falchion •overs head and body Mah. O damnatio• Villains I am my self indeed For you have rifi'd me of the sweet addi•ion And now in all my self I cannot find one thought of comfort For to please my self Well! Revenge and Fury be my Conducts now I 'le send the Royal Spirits of slaughtered Princes to attend her Bring in that great perfection That such honour may be laid in dust Exit Mah. Then exeunt omnes Then enter with the Corps as to them a Gentleman Gent. Shines not the fair Irene here One She did of late But Death defac't that beauty now Behold her breathless Corps By her pare Spirits forsaken • born there Gent. I beseech you Sir the fatal Story The other The great content the Emperour took in her Made him lay by the great Affairs of State to court her At which the imperious Souldiers high incens't Forc't his unwilling hand to part her head and body Gen. Were they married The oth Oh no! she kept alou•e But should the morrow been a Royal Bride Gent. Oh sad my Errand 's done I an unwelcome messenger must now return Farewel sweet Sir Exit Enter the Lord Paeologus at the appointed place before the Walls Paeo I wonder our dull Post exceeds the lazie time I am wearied with the tosses of this tedious night And fain would see my Sun 1 I do discover one 2 Soft it bears resemblance of our expectation 3 'T is certain none but he Daem Hum Me-thinks his looks speak horrible destruction Paeo Oh! and alass Enter Gent. What mean these News That toss thy tongue from Order And shakes the frame of thy composed Spirits Oh dead I need not bid thee speak I read me sensless in thy look Yet of the manner give me satisfaction Gent. The pure Soul of fair Irene Hath now acquir'd its proper Center Paeo Oh! oh Do's that bald Tyrant In secret Clay reap her sweet Corps Oh! my dear Love whose presence made delight Must thou be rotting in the irksome Grave The food of loath'ome Worms Sith I in the Air enjoy the light of Phaebus Oh no! There was inherent simplicity in us I know her Soul in restless expectation doth remain Therefore I will not now as hereto brook a delay• Demosthenes thank thou these noble Gentlemen For their •rue pains in this lost labour For now the life and soul of all my spirits Press to acquire their Center and rack me fearfully Go thou relentless Steel And spur them forth Come come my Soul He with a Dagger stabs himse'f Although our bodies separate for ever moulder in the dust Our Spirits shall conjoyn Oh! oh my Love I haste Dyes 1 Oh doleful Tragedy• I did not dream this •oint 2 I wonder where unseen He wore the fatal Steel Daem I was inseparable in life And will not be disjoyn'd in death Oh! oh He stretches himself close down by the Corps and with the same Dagger kills himself All Oh! Loyal Servant Dyes This is a Spectacle of like Woe To that of Juliet and her Romeo Exeunt omnes FINIS
as well as I may tell the Emperour that his new Conquests stagger And that the Paeloponesian Lords in general Randevouz •ith a great Force March to indanger his new Conquests Exit Mes. Nat. Post on declare it to him 2 This is the utmost period of our expectation He 'l now awake or he 's quite dead unto himself He certainly abhors the Rebellious Greeks so much That he 'l disdain this Saint-like Charm for it 3 No I do rather fear her witching tears will cause remorse And they shall have mercy for her sake But loe some News Enter a Messenger Mes. My Lord Natolia the Emperour i• haste requires your presence Farewel my Lord Exit Nato 1 Even there 's the opportunity we wish for Manent three B•shaws Behold the Captain of the Janisaries and many Companies with them 2 I 'le speak to them Enter the Janisaries as with Drums and Colours marching Welcome great Captain Where tends your m•rch Cap. No march 't is not•an Age to talk so rufly We 'l walk unto the Palace There to hang up our useless Weapons And then return to play 3 Away you 'r part of it You have not heard the News the stubborn Greeks Our command of the Paeloponesian Lord With mighty Force regain our Conquests All O then for certain she a Grecian Goddess Invoaked by their prayers for to descend in Charms upon our Emperors spirits Come let us go and pluck her from his Arms And burn her unto ashes and strew her in the Air For the enjoyment of the Bawdy Wind. 2 Nay first behold the effect of this same News upon him Cap. Let it be so and for this time let us return Exeunt Ca•t and Ianisaries Manent Bashaws Nat. Well! forthwith we must assembl• 3 But had you seen what an Assembly here was now Enter Nat. to them The Janisaries all in mutinous Arms going unto the Palace For fury we have stopt for present Enter Natolia to them Nat. Well! these Tumults will awake him And till I see you farew•l Exeunt omnes at several doors Enter Mahomet to Irene Mah. Harsh News my Love Your unbridled Colts of Greece not brooking yoak Act to disquiet my tranquillity and peace And lame the greatness of my dear Enjoyments of thee But it shall not be so thou 'st go with me unto the Grecian Empire And there be crown'd the Empress of thy Native Soil Irene No my dear Lord I 'le be no Warriour the iron-side of stern-look't Warriours Are frightful Objects to my tender sight Oh now I hope the horrour of my night is past Aside Mah. Thou 'st not be troubl'd with them The effeminated Court shall wait on thee Irene But great my Lord If I am found in favour in your sight Do not revive my swounded grief Not bring the horrid Object Of my demolisht Countrey in my sight For if you do I am so much Mother That you will find your Nuptials But a patient Funeral For these my Eyes that else would sparkle invitation Will all be blubber'd up in tears And these my silk Embraces Incenter Melancholy So that you 'l find me Little to surpass the breathless Corps That lie in the cold Jaws of Death Mah. The weighty Reasons of so great a Friend Cannot be gain-said Aside Irene Oh! Happy now Thanks great my Lord You know I am still at your desires When you return Thou'•t hardly be so soon For e're the silent time flit by two hours I 'le be with thee I have subdu'd the noble parts of your great Realm And now will with my Agent ' op the extreamet parts Exit Manet Irene so•n Now let disloyal mutiny force him from hence Or lad destruction's like to seiz on me poor hopeless Girl That have no other Cordial now but what proceeds from the rele•less world Oh their inconstant breath must sentence forth my weal or wot I 'le send to see which turns my Scale Go haste and see the issue of the Court Enter an Eunuch Return with speed Exit Eun•ch Oh how my poor tossed Soul flits on the angry surface of Calami•y And how the restless Waves of my continued grief works in suspense 'Gainst my poor floating Bark I wonder that my Eunuch stayes so long Welcome the issue of the business Enter the Eunuch Now Dear prepare your self to take your last farewel of joy Aside Eun. The issue holds you forth a glorious Bride Irene And art thou sure he 's full determin'd for to stay Eun. Yes certainly and in that full resolve He hath dismist the grumbling Court and straight he will be here My Lord my Loyal Lord Exit Eun. My dear Paeologus did'st thou but know the exigent that I am in That wing'd from Hungary but sad my now despairing thoughts Like my grim Fares perswade me to my last farewel My huge coagulated griefs are far too great For one days task for if to morrow By that the Lamp of Heaven descend the certain Horizon If thou thou Sun of my delight appear not I 'le croud my self in the dark yauning grave And mourn in quiet So now Death in his horrid shape appears Mah. Come come my Love Enter the Emperour The fl•me of my desire Hath scatter'd into air these interweaving Clouds Irene Even so I do behold my self Mah. Come let us talk of our approaching delight And so deceive the time Irene Not so my Lord for they 'r so sweet That time would ravisht stop to hear them Mah. Still contrary Well! You serve to gloss the enjoyment Enter a Mes. What newes Mes. Great Sir Natolia courts an entrance here without Mah. Natolia may comma•d it go haste him in I wonder what his pregnant Wit doth labour of Exit Mes. Irene Well! I 'le withdraw my Lord Exit Irene Mah. Command thy liberty Come on Natolia Enter Nato Me-thinks thou swels with some great tidings Nato My mighty Lord He falls down I am fall'n for your Rise Had I disloyally affected renovation I might have pearkt the Pinacle of Rule And spurn'd you in forgotten dust I need not desperately have rifl'd the Lion of his prey But slightly couchant have surpriz'd him Pardon my boldness my passions high Rains me at pleasure Where 's that great Spirit that aw'd the Fates And cow'd the world What is it shrunk in fear To hide it self within a Ladies Lap Or do you think that the mistaken world Will attribute this Imperial Conquest unto you Who in your greatest might Could not withstand a whining fit of love Your new acquired name In after-ages shall be raz'd From dreadful Chronicles And register'd in froathy birth of working brains And your great Deeds shall be a Winters tale For downy Boyes and puny Wenches O mighty Prince I dread the event of this same Lethargie For while your charmed senses Snort in security Your active and great Commanders Plot dreadful actions If this that 's spoke be kindly taken 't is enough If not too much Mah. Unreverend Villain Thou hast sufficiently beg'd