that he is loyal let not false surmize suspect and jealousie beget belief to wrong your Princely thoughts In killing him you make me guilty and a murderer for I first brought him hither to my hands he did commit his life being a childe when on the Plain of Thrace I took him up let him not loose it at a holy Altar and Princes Courts are such and should maintain as divine Priviledge as Sanctuary For Kings that circle in themselves with death Poison the Air in which themselves draw breath Lil. Blest be that Orator Gracious Father Alcad. Let her not speak her words confirm suspect bear her away unto her private chamber there let her be confin'd a prisoner till we determine further 1 Moor It shall be done Exit Guard with Lillia Alcad. Sophost his life is thine but not his freedom Eus. Durance Worse then death Alcade No banishment save Affrica make all the world thine own Soph. The Kings all mercy Eus. I le Proclaim as much 1 Moor I but my Lord what safety for my life which he so much hath threatned Eus. I scorn to touch thy life thou timerous slave But Traitors are all Cowards Fare thee well And my deer Foster-father wanting whom I loose my better part Thus they thrive That cannot flatter Kings feel death alive Exit Eusanius Alcade Nay Sophos be not sad 't is thy pretended good that we pursue the Girl was wanton and the Boy was young and Love is kindled by desire as soon in one poor minute as an age of time we banisht him that she might fancy thee whom we intend shall have her 't is true as we are royal if you please for to accept of her Sophos 'T is an honor that I shall never merit to spouse a Princes of her exellency For I have nothing worthy her affection She cannot give consent to love a man That 's bannisht from his Land and native soyl I have no titles for to honor her And that 's a thing that women most affect Alcade Sir you inherit vertue that 's a thing no mortal can restore all other State we will invest you with the crown of Thrace shall be your own or cost ten thousand lives our sable Ensigns never yet before displayed beyond the Mediterean Sea shall now be seen to fly men have livers there pale as their faces and when we appear will frighted run from such a Golden soyl our home-bred fear have end foreign foes must be our conquest now Come my best Sophos e're the next moon spring My childe shall call thee husband Thrace her King Tromp Flor. Exeunt Omnes Finis Actus Tertii ACT. 4. SCENE 1. Enter Pheander in a Pilgrims habit alone reading the Oracle Phe COntent shall keep in town and field c. I know not in what sence to apprehend it So intricate this matter seems to me Yet in these latter lines I read a comfort Read Then shall a shepherd from the plains Restore your Health and Crown agen There is a sign of truth already past for when Apollo did pronounce this doom I was a king and did enjoy my Crown and I must be deposed before restored But then the man I there 's the doubt of all for ever since I took this Pilgrims habit I have wandered up and down to finde this shepherd wandered indeed for in the search of him I have lost my self siting upon the plain I saw a face of such surpassing beauty that Jove and Nature should they both contend to make a shape of their mixt purity could not invent a sky-born form so beautiful as she be she a mortall and a shepherdess her beauty may become a Princes Court Why may not I wedding this shepherds Queen beget an heir that may restore my Crown I le lay my life the Oracle meant so the stars from earthly humors gain their light our humors from their lights possess their powers but now the means for to obtain this prize I le send a private messenger to Court to bid Pallatio with a well Armed-troop at such a certain hour-to meet me here and lie in secret ambush 'bout the house I will conceal my self and watch a time To bear away this Wonder of our Clime Stands aside Enter Ariadna and Titterus after her singing c. Titter. Oh stay oh turn oh pitty me that sighs that sues for love of thee Oh lack I never loved before if you deny I le nere love more No hope no help then wretched I must loose must lack must pine and die Since you neglect when I implore Dance Farewel hard I le nere love more Enter Pallemon frantickly habited dancing over the Stage old Antimon antick-like Clown-like maid Marian Tit. Here 's a sight gives a fresh wound unto my love-sick heart to think a man that was reputed wise should loose himself in a Dedalion maze and run mad for a woman woman that 's the cause it is indeed happy remembrance in searching out his wound I have cured my self shall I see my brother wits caught in a purse-net and run my head into the same noose then count me for a Woodcock no I am now the man I was and will stil say There is not any wise man that fancy can a woman Then never turn your eyes on a thing that is so common For be they foul or fair They tempting devils are since they first fell They that love do live in Hell and therefore men beware Exit Ariad. What a distraction 's this was ever seen so strange a dotage not in him alone but 't is in general that did not grief usurp too much upon a heart supprest 't were mirth would move to laughter Enter Eusanius like a Shepherd This is no Louse sure I know him not Yet I mistrust the hanging of his head I le note him further 't is a handsom fellow Eus. This habit is most frequent in this place I le wear 't for fashion sake 't may be a means to gain a sight of the fair Shepherdess whose beauty fills the Clime with wonderment Ariad. Alas poor man he 's troubled too in minde Would I could over-hear him how he stands Eus. I know not where to lye and it grows late I have not since I enter'd on these Plains seen any creature that has humane sence A woman first good luck and be thy will Ariad. Why kneel you sir Eus. Not to ask blessing Sweet That were a foul disgrace unto a Virgin Ariad. For ought you know I am a Mother sit Eus. Would you were mine Please you I le make you one Ariad. I thank your love sir but I am one already Eus. Then my suit 's at an end yet one word more Ariad. What is 't sit I 'm in haste Enter Radagon Eus. No more but this nay in your ears lest you mis-construe me Rad. So close and privately then I perceive I have been too neglectful shallow fool that having had such opportunity so long continuance place and privacy durst
Case against them Tit. Then first to you whom I have wrong'd so much And next to all that 's here Sings Forgive me oh forgive me my cruel disdain Never poor Lover endured such pain As I will in my skill your praises to tell And never sing other till death rings my Knell Therefore no man hate a woman for now you may prove It lyes in their powers to restore Life and Love Therefore no man hate a woman for now you may prove It lyes in their power to restore Life and Love Exeunt A great Allarum and Excursions then enter Eusanius and Shepherds with Alcade Sophos and White moor prisoners Eus. The honor of thy overthrow brave Moor is due to great Pheander King of Thrace but thy Crowns ransom does belong to me Alcad. Take Life and all it is not worth the keeping Without Addition of a Victory To be a Peasants prisoner Cursed Fate Why should a King be so unfortunate Sophos Unhappy chance Came I to Thrace for this to loose both Life and Honor in the Land that gave me Life and by a Brother too Black destiny Eus. Some poste unto Pheander and glad his ears with this our Victory Enter 1 Th. Lord Why come ye on so slowly renew the fight our King is taken prisoner by that slave that by his falling off lost the last Battel Eus. Pheander taken Alcade That 's some comfort yet I hope Scicillia will not ransom him till he consent unto our Liberty Soph. And if he should he were unworthy to be term'd a King Eus Why then let 's summon 'em unto a Parley First offer to exchange our Prisoners A Parley And then begin the bloody Fight agen 1 Lord Summon a Parley then Enter Scicillia Lords with Pheander prisoner Look here Scicillia since by chance of war our Thracian King is taken prisoner to ransom him we will deliver back into your hands the great Alcade Sophos and this White moor Phe. Three prisoners for one detain 'em still I le not be ransom'd at so dear a rate Alcade And if thou shouldst I scorn it should be so For look what Ransom Scicillia sets down I le pay it trebly o're to ransom us Scicil. We 'l take no Ransom but will set you free by force of Arms Eus. Bear back the prisoners and renew the Fight Rad. Stay darest thou that seemest so forward hand to hand in single opposition end this Strife Eus. Oh were these Kings but pleased it should be so How soon would we decide this difference Scicil. What says Alcade if he be so content I le gladly put my Right upon his sword Phe. The like will I upon my Champion whose unmatcht valor has been well approved Alcade I like his fair Aspect and give consent Mayest thou prove happy in this Enterprize Rad. I le loose my life or gain your liberty Eus. The like will I or set Pheander free Exeunt Phe. Then till the Champions be in readiness let the Conditions be concluded on Pallatio draw the Articles for us Cicil. And you for us if we be overcome Pheander is to have his liberty and we depart this land resigning back all interest due by his permission and never seek revenge for our lost Son this as we are Royal we 'l consent unto Alcad. If Thrace be overcome he shall surrender all his dignity into our hands which Sophos shall enjoy which our fair daughter paying Cicilly a yearly tribute and your Soldiers pay since their abode in Thrace shall be discharged from our Exchecquer Phe. This I le add besides because by us Cicillia lost a for who ever shall enjoy the Crown of Thrace shall once a year clad in his pilgrims weeds offer sacrifice unto the Gods and lay his Crown down at Cicillias feet Soph. And Sophos vows to offer up his life A ransom for this beautuous Affrican If we be vanquisht by our enemy Scicil. There 's Scicillias hand Phe. And mine Alcad. There Alcade Lil. And mine Sop. And Sophos joyned in one 1 Thr. Lord A happy end crown this Contention Pal. Beseech your Graces since this difference is to be ended by a shepherds hand to let our Queen be set at liberty to see the Champion that must fight for her Phe. Go fetch her forth And now I call to minde the Oracle that said a shepherd should restore my Crown sure one of these will prove that happy man Cicil. The Trumpet sounds agen let 's take our seats and see who shall obtain the victory Phe. Nay altogether now till the last stroke make a division Enter Ariadne brought in by shepherds Oh the shepherds Queen Alcad. A lovely Dame sit by our Daughters side Tuckets The Combatants will take encouragement from your fair eyes hark now they come Enter Radagon brought in by the Cicilsian Lords Eusanius by the shepherds with shields pictured with Neptune riding upon the Waves Clown Now Boy thrust home 't is for a Lady Pal. Courage fellow Swain 1 Lord The Champions are prepared sound to the fight Rad. I for my King Eus. I for my Countries right fight 2 Lord So recover breath Phe. What means that strange Device upon their shields 't is something sure concerns the Oracle God Neptune riding on the Waves o' th Sea I le question them to know the meaning on 't Eus. Come Sir Alcad. What meanes the King of Thrace Phe. To ask a question e're they fight agen Alcad. Then speak aloud we 'l have no whispering Phe. I prithee tell me 't is to thee I speak what hainous wrongs hast thou received from us or good from these that thou alone shouldst prove the chiefest Champion for our Enemy Rad. So please these Kings vouchsafe me audience I shall tell you Both Speak freely Rad. In brief Pheander I am nor subject unto him nor you more then the duty of a Son allowes tho this rude transmigration of my hair barres me your knowledge with the change of time yet here behold the banisht Radagon Cicil. My Son Ariad. My husband Phe. Shame and my Joy so struggle in my breast I shall dissolve to air Oh my dear childe Rad. Can it be possible that we should live so long together and not know each other Ariad. I knew Menalchus but not Radagon Rad. I Mariana not my beautuous wife But what 's become of my Eusanius had I my childe agen my Joy were full Ariad. Alas I lost him fourteen years ago keeping my flocks upon the plain of Thrace Rad. This greater tide of Joy overcomes the less and will not suffer me as yet to mourn Soph. Pray speak those Words agen where did you loose him on the Plains of Thrace Ariad. Indeed I did just fourteen years ago Soph. The time the place how habited and then Ariad. In a small coat made of a Panthers skin a Garland on his head and in his hand a hook made of a Cane Soph. The very same the time the place the habit all things just as you describe to me that childe I being banisht from my native soyl found sporting in the Plains and that 's the childe I carried with me into Affrica Alcad. Was that the childe you brought into the Court wha adverse fate had I to banish him Lil. Far worser fate had I to loose my love Eus. That childe so found so lost Brought up in Affrica and banisht thence Should be my self Lil. Eusanius I't is he Ariad. Oh my deer childe Eus. Are you my Mother This my father then Phe. Is this my Warlicke Grand-childe Alcad. What wonder 's this Phe. Now is the Oracle confirm'd at full Here is the Wonder being wrackt at sea Which Neptune from his Waves cast up agen These are the Lions that did guide the Lambs Living as Shepherds being Princes born And these the Seas whose-equal valor neither Ebbs nor Tides But makes a stand striving for Victory Their shields proclaim as much whose Figure is Neptune commanding of the rugged Waves And this the happy Shepherd from the Plain Whose sight restores me all my joys agen Scicil. Radagon thou shalt wear Scicillia's Crown Phe. Pheanders too which is too small a satisfaction for the great wrongs he hath sustained by us Rad. Do not impose more Cares upon my head Until my joys be fully finished Good Father keep your Crown and govern still And let me frolick with my beautuous Bride And for Pheanders Crown let me intreat My Uncle Sophos Partner in our Wars May if he survive be King of Thrace Phe. With all my heart and for these harmless Shepherds Whose loves have bin Co-partners in our wars once every year They shall be feasted in our Royal Palace And still this day be kept as Holiday In the remembrance of the Shepherds Queen Alcad. 'T would ask an Age of Time to explicate all our delights Eusanius take our Childe with her our Royal Crown of Affrica Thy pardon Sophos for we promis'd thee Sophos I willingly resign my interest Sir Phe. One forty days we 'l hold a Festival Within the Court of Thrace before we part When was there such a Wonder ever seen Forty years banisht and live still a QUEEN Exeunt FINIS If any Gentlemen please to repair to my House aforesaid they may be furnished with all manner of English or French Histories Romances or Poetry which are to be sold or read for reasonable Considerations
THE THRACIAN WONDER A COMICAL HISTORY As it hath been several times Acted with great Applause Written by JOHN VVEBSTER and VVILLIAM ROWLEY Placere Cupio LONDON Printed by Tho. Johnson and are to be sold by Francis Kirkman at his Shop at the Sign of John Fletchers Head over against the Angel-Inn on the Back-side of St. Clements without Temple-Bar 1661 The Stationer to the Reader Gentlemen IT is now the second time of my appearing in Print in this nature I should not have troubled you but that I believe you will be as well pleased as my self I am sure that when I applied my self to buying and reading of Books I was very well satisfied when I could purchase a new Play I have promised you three this Tearm A Cure for a Cuckold was the first this the second and the third viz. Gamer Gurtons Needle is ready for you I have several others that I intend for you suddenly I shall not as some others of my profession have done promise more then I will perform in a year or two or it may be never but I will assure you that I shall never leave printing so long as you shall continue buying I have several Manuscripts of this nature written by worthy Authors and I account it much pity they should now lye dormant and buried in oblivion since ingenuity is so likely to be encouraged by reason of the happy Restauration of our Liberties We have had the private Stage for some years clouded and under a tyrannical command though the publick Stage of England has produc'd many monstrous villains some of which have deservedly made their exit I believe future Ages will not credit the transactions of our late Times to be other than a Play or a Romance I am sure in most Romantick Plays there hath been more probability then in our true though sad Stories Gentlemen I will not further trouble you at this time onely I shall tell you that if you please to repair to my Shop I shall furnish you with all the Plays that were ever yet printed I have 700 several Plays and most of them several times over and I intend to increase my Store as I sell And I hope you will by your frequent buying encourage Your Servant Francis Kirkman Dramatis Personae PHeander King of Thrace Father to Ariadne King of Scicillia Father to Radagon Alcade King of Affrica Father to Lillia Guida Sophos Brother to Pheander Radagon Son to the King of Scicillia and Husband to Ariadne Eusanius Son to Radagon and Ariadne Leonardo a Thracian Lord Two Thracian Lords Two Scicillian Lords Two Affrican Lords Antimon an old shepherd father to Serena the Clown Titterus a merry shepherd Pallemon a shepherd in love with Serena The Clown son to Antimon Two Shepherds Two Shepherdesses A Fisher-man A Priest Pithia a Goddess Ariadne Daughter to Pheander and Wife to Radagon Lillia Guida Daughter to Alcade Serena a Shepherdess Daughter to Antimon Chorus and Time THE THRACIAN VVONDER ACT. 1. SCENE 1. Enter Pheander King of Thrace with his Sword drawn two Noble-men holding him Ariadne flying before him with a Childe in her arms 1 Lord GOod my Liege 2 Lord Dear Soveraign Phean. Why do you keep the Sword of Justice back From cutting off so foul a blasted branch 2 Lord Oh let your milder sence censure this Fate And cast her not away in hate of spleen 1 Lord Consider Sir she is your onely Childe your Kingdoms Heir your Countries future Hope and she may live Phe. To be a Strumpet sir Do not vex my soul with extollation of a thing so vile Is 't possible a Lady of her Birth should stain her Royal Race with beastly lust and mix the blood of Kings with a base issue Was it for this you were so long mew'd up within your private Chamber Was it for this we gave so strict a charge to have your tedious Sickness lookt unto But our examples shal be such on thee as all the world shal take a warning by What man or devil in the shape of man was he that durst presume for to pollute thee Either confess him or by all our gods I le plague thy body with continual tortures that being done I will devise a death that time to come shall never pattern it Enter Radagon with his Sword drawn Rad. There 's not the smallest torture while I live That shall afflict or touch her tender body Phe. What Traitor-slave dares interrupt the passage of our will Cut him in pieces Ariad. Oh hold your hands for mercy let him live And twenty pieces within my bosom give Phe. Death Now 't is probable He lay my life this Groom is Father to the Strumpets Brat Enter a Guard A Guard there seize him make the Slave confess And if he will not kill him instantly Rad. Villains unhand me I le reveal the truth I will not die in base obscurity Pheander know I am not what I seem an abject Groom but Royal as thy self My name is Radagon son to thy Enemy Cicillia's King this thirteen moneths I have continued here in hope for to obtain what now I have my Ariadnes love 'T is I am Father to this Princely Boy and I le maintain 't even with the utmost hazard of my life Phe. Thy life base Letcher that is the smallest satisfaction that thou canst render for thy foul Transgression And wer 't not 'gainst the Law of Arms and Nature these hands should sacrifice your guilty souls and with your bloods wash the foul stain from off our Royal House As for the Brat his brains shall be dasht out no base remembrance shall be left of him I le have my will effected instantly 1 Lord Dear Soveraign let Pity plead this Case and Natural Love reclaim your high displeasure The Babe is guiltless of the Fact committed and She is all the children that you have then for your Countries cause and Kingdoms good be pleased to take her to your grace agen 2 Lord Besides my Liege 't is known that Radagon Is by his Noble Birth a worthy Lord Princely descended of a Royal Stock Although not Heir apparent to a Crown Then since their hearts have sympathiz'd in one Confirm with love this happy Union Phe This hand shall be his Priest that dares agen presume to speak for her What worse disgrace did ever King sustain than I by this luxurious couple have But you shall see our Clemency is such that we will mildlier sentence their vilde Fact than they themselves can look for or deserve Take them asunder and attend our Doom Rad. Before you speak vouchsafe to hear me Sir It is not for my self I bend my knee Nor will I crave the least forgiveness But for your Daughter Do but set her free And let me feel the worst of Tyranny Ariad. The like Submission do I make for him Phe. Stop her mouth we never more intend to hear her speak I would not have a Token of Remembrance that ever I did bear the
till Covet to see change brought me to Thrace which I affect so well I would continue 1 Shep. And welcome 2 Shep. Welcome Clown Y' are very heartily welcome Ant. Son set down thy Hook and shake it lustily Win me the Garland and I promise thee I le give thee two fat Wethers to make merry Oh when I was a young man I 'd a tickl'd it Clown I warrant ye father for the Cast of the Leg The standing Caper or the Placket Jump Let me alone I le firk 'em up ifaith 1 Shep. Sir you 'l make one Nay no excuse shall serve We know you can and will not be denied Rad. I shall but shame our Countrey-men Will you Tit. Who I And 't were not to observe the Ceremony They should not have me here I must do somewhat Ant. Come y' are well matcht strike Musick and begin We two will sit as Judges Dance wherein Ariadne alias Mariana dances with Radagon Dance ends Soft Musick The men all pass by the two old Shepherds with obeysance Radagon last as he makes Congee they put the Crown upon his head he offers to refuse it they put it on him and set him betwixt them Ant. Nay you must not refuse it 't is deserved you have it with a general consent this shall confirm 't 1 Shep. And this The rest of the Shepherds pass by him with obeysance 2 Shep. And this Rad. I thank you Musick agen The wenches come with obeysance to Ariadne crown her Queen of the Shepherdesses they lead her to Radagon their King she and they make obeysance to him he rises and kisses her Musick ceases Ant. Come spread the Cloth and bring away the Meat So so sit down Daughter attend the Queen It may be thy turn next Enter Clown with a Table-Cloth he and Ant. spread it ridiculously on the ground they all sit down That 's a good boy Musick Dishes of Apples Nuts and Cheese-cakes Enter Titterus like old Janus with a Coat girt to him a white Beard and Hair a Hatchet in one hand and a Bowl in the other he sings NOw does Jolly Janus greet your Merriment For since the Worlds Creation I never changed my fashion 'T is good enough to fence the Cold My Hatchet serves to cut my firing yearly My Bowl preserves the Juyce of Grape and Barley Fire Wine and Strong Beer makes me live so long here To give the merry New-year a welcome in All the potent Powers of Plenty wait upon You that intend to be frolick to day To Bacchus I commend ye and Ceres eke attend ye To keep encroaching Cares away That Boreus blasts may never blow to harm you Nor Hymens frosts but give you cause to warm you Old Father Janevere drinks a Health to all here To give the merry New-year a welcome in Ariad. Good Janivere depart Another time We 'l bid thee welcome as befits thy years But now our Flocks are young and should they feel But the smallest breath from thee sent in a storm They would go near to perish Prithee leave us Tit. Since you desire my absence I will depart this Green Tho loath to leave the presence of such a lovely Queen Whose Beauty like the Sun melts all my frost away And now in stead of Winter behold a youthful May Omnes Titterus Welcome Enter Pallemon I come I come I come Exeunt running Manent Clown Pall Clown I go I go I go Ser. Oh hide me from him Exeunt The Clown climbs up a tree Pal. Puff they 'r blown away with a Whirlwinde Thanks gentle Eolus th' ast left my Love upon a lofty Pine Clown Yes I shall pine for I 'm like to get no Victuals whilest he is here Pal. That 's not her voice no now I see her plain 'T is an Owl in an Ivy-bush Clown I 'm glad he takes me for an Owl now if I could but cry like one ta witt ta woe Pal. Oh 't is my Love she says I come to wooe 't is true Come down dear Love or stay I come to thee Clown No no no I come I come down to thee He 'l break my neck if he get up once Comes down Pal. Alas poor heart how pale and black she looks I think she 's almost starv'd she 's black i' th mouth See here 's a Banquet come sit down my Love Clown I 'm glad a this we shall feed agen Pal. Yet stay now I remember those that are kept from victuals a long time must not be cloyed too much for fear they surfeit Clown I warrant you my Love I will not feed Pal. No do not feed Clown Yes yes a little Pal. No 't is dangerous we 'l first to sea and purge the blood that dimns thy rosie cheeks Clown Le ts fill our bellies and we shall purge the better Pal. It is not good to purge on a full stomach Come we 'l embarque us in this hollow Tree The Dance And sayl to Jericho Musick shall we dance Clo. I I we 'l dance to Jericho A mad Dance they dance off Consort a Lesson A Table and Tapers Enter Priest and two Thracian Lords Ceremonies ended the Priest speaks Priest Know sacred Goddess these are sent From fertile Thrace whose discontent By noisom Sickness is increast But how or when it shall be ceast Pythia speaks in the Musick-room behinde the Curtains Their King Pheander craves resolve The reason of his Countreys grief And when they shall regain relief Pythia above behinde the Curtains Pith. The ileful gods with full consent Have plagu'd the Thracian Continent Their Court and Countrey woe shall sing For the Transgression of their King Who 'gainst all Right and Piety Hath quite expell'd pure Chastity But for the time when Plagues shall end This Schedule to the King I send Wherein at large is full exprest When all your woe shall be redrest Throws down a paper Priest reads Content shall keep in Town and Field When Neptune from his Waves shall yield A Thracian Wonder and as when It shall be prov'd 'mongst Thracian men That Lambs have Lions to their Guides And Seas have neither Ebbs nor Tydes Then shall a Shepherd from the Plain Restore your Health and Crown agen Priest The Oracle pronounces still obscure But what is writ is truth most sure Tho ne're so hard to you it seem Time will make clear what you misdeem Exit 1 Lord But we that time shall never live to see What Thracian Wonder can the Sea waves yield Lambs ne're will have stern Lions for their guide Or when will Seas leave off their Ebbs and Tides 2 Lord Never oh never 1 Lord Then ne're shall Thrace be blest But we will bear this Problem to the King And let him know that for his tyranny His Subjects suffer this calamity Exeunt Enter Antimon and Ariadne Ant. Minnion take heed turn not my proffered Love By peevishness and folly to disdain for if thou dost Ariad. You 'l turn me out of all I know it is the sequel of
your words which I unhappy wretch must undergo were every Lamb increast unto a Flock and every Flock to thousands multiplied I must not love you Ant. You must not Ariad. And worse I must for ever hate you if you name but Love agen I must ingrateful be for all the courtesies you have bestowed Love or the thought of it to me is like the Tallon of a soaring Hawk striking a silly Dove it murthers me Ant. So you are sensible of your own grief but no other pity I am wounded too but you feel it not Ariad. Where are you wounded sir Ant. Even at the heart I 'm wounded for thy Love Ariad. If I could see it bleed I should believ 't Ant. You would I thank you heartily for that Ariad. Sure sir I think you would not fear a wound cold and decaying nature has made you strike-free you have no blood to die with y' are now buried in your skins Sear-cloth and would you warm that monumental Robe at Loves fire in your grave Ant. Scorn'd and abused 't is long of Menalchus go with that hand preserved thee from the wrack of the devouring Billows that ravenous and merciless assembly of salt Drops that charitable hand that long hath been the tender Foster-father to thy wants with that hand now I turn thee off turn thou thy face no more to any house of mine I le burn them all e're they shall cover thee Thou wert my joy but this thy scornful spight Has made me hate where I took most delight Ariad. My sweet Eusanius It is his Loss makes me unfortunate that weighty grief Followed by mercies yet wert thou the chief Where e're thou art Fate in spight send me hither Tho in the arms of Death we meet together Ent. Titterus Sings I loved a Lass alas my folly was full of her coy disdaining I courted her thus what shall I sweet Dolly do for thy dear Loves obtaining At length I did dally so long with my Dolly that Dolly for all her faining Had got such a mountain above her valley that Dolly came home complaining Ariad. Oh misery misery which way should I turn from thee Tit. Ha there 's a foolish Lover upon my life a female heigho ifaith Alas poor heart why dost thou sit dejected pretty soul he is a hard hearted stubborn Clown I warrant him what e're he is but I hold him the wiser man for 't though will he not do filthy churl as he is poor heart would I had a heart could pity thee Ariad. What e're you are sir my miseries have not deserved your scorn I do beseech you leave me with my sorrows for I desire no other company Tit. Ha a good face ifaith a special good face fine Babies in her eyes those lips speak now methinks and say Come kiss me How now Titterus the singing Satyre against all women the Madrigal-maker against good faces Beauties Despiser are you in contemplation now I must not turn my tale sure from Shepherds Roundelays to Epithilamiums and Sonnets and Io's and Heighos this were odd if I should and yet by my troth I think I must for ought I can perceive that thievish god Cupid that useth to steal hearts affections and sighs out of mens bosoms is now crept into mine and spite of my proud heart makes me confess that Love 's a lovely Lad his bringing up is Beauty Who loves him not is mad for I must pay him duty now I 'm sad Hayl to those sweet eyes that shine celestial wonder From thence do flames arise burns my poor heart asunder now it fryes Ariad. Sir you are rustick and no generous spirit to make Calamity your merry Theam Beseech you leave me Tit. Cupid sets a Crown upon those lovely Tresses Oh spoil not with a frown what he so sweetly dresses I le sit down Ariad. You 'l force me then to rise and flie your folly Yet why should you have power to banish me From this free spreading Air that I may claim For mine as well as yours but 't is no matter Take this place to ye where e're you force me go I shall keep still my sad Companion Wo Tit. Nay then have at you in Prose if Meter be no Meter for you you must not leave me thus And as even till this hour I hated women and therefore must needs be the honester man I will not stay you for any ill by my hook and troth la And now do not I know what to say to her neither but you have a good Face white Neck a dainty Cheek soft Hand and I love you if my Nurse had ever taught me better language I could afford it you Ariad. That very word will feather my slow feet and make me flie from you I hate all love and am in love with nought but hate and scorn sorrows and griefs I am exposed to them turned from a Charity that fed me once to naked poverty thrust into the mouth of Fortunes battery to stand all malice that she can shoot at mortal Tit. What heart could be so cruel hand so ungentle Ariad. Old Antimon's till this hour courteous Now most unkinde and spiteful Tit. Why then has Love and Hate mistaken their Quivers to day He that was courteous to women is now turn'd unkinde and I that ever halted am struck most pitifully in love with 'em Here take all the store I have to defend thee from common necessities to feed and lodge I will be thus bountiful though I never have better of thee while I live and I am sorry I am no better furnisht if thou remainest in these fields I le lend thee enough to stock thee with a Flock and give thee day enough for payment too He that should have said I would a bin thus bountiful to day morning I would have said by this time he had bin a witch Fare thee well I have some strange meditations that I desire to be alone my self now some of 'em must out agen howsoever Whither shall I go to escape away from folly For now there 's love I know or else 't is melancholly heigh heigho Yonder lies the Snow but my heart cannot melt it Love shoots from his how and my poor heart hath felt it heigh heigho Exeunt severally Finis Actus secundus ACT. 3. SCENE 1. Enter Pheander with the two Lords from the Oracle Phe. WHat news from Delphos what says the Oracle Wherefore is Thrace thus pesterred with these plagues 1 Th. Lord My Liege we have performed your dread Command yet not command so much as our desire did make our tedious travels to seem short until we heard Apollo's ireful Doom but then Phe. What then nay quick go on I say we long to hear the Oracles Decree 1 Th. Lord Having pronounc't the gods were all displeased With woeful Thrace she said our sorrows spring Was caused by the Transgressions of our King Who 'gainst the Law of Equity and Right Had from his sight abandon'd Chastity But for the time when Plagues and Woes