Suppose thou conquer'st wou'dst thou wander o'er The South-Sea Sands or the rough Northern Shore That parts thy spacious Kingdom from Peru And leaving Empire hopeless Love pursue Aca. By which of all my actions cou'd you guess Though more your Merit that my Love was less What prize can Empire with Orazia bear Or where Love fills the Breast what room for fear Mont. Let fair Orazia then the Sentence give Else he may die whom she desires to live Aca. Your greater merits bribe her to your side My weaker Title must by Arms be try'd Mont. Oh Tyrant Love how cruel are thy Laws I forfeit Friendship or betray thy Cause That Person whom I wou'd defend from all The World that Person by my hand must fall Aca. Our Lives we to each others Friendships owe But Love calls back what Friendship did bestow Love has its Cruelties but Friendship none And we now sight in Quarrels not our own Fight Enter Orazia Oraz. What noise is this Hold hold what cause cou'd be so great to move This furious hatred Mont. 'T was our surious Love Aca. Love which I hid till I had set you free And bought your pardon with my liberty That done I thought I less unjustly might With Montezuma for Orazia fight He has prevail'd and I must now confess His Fortune greater not my Passion less Yet cannot yield ye till his Sword remove A dying Rival that holds fast his Love Orazia Who ever falls 't is my Protector still And then the crime 's as great to dye as kill Acacis do not hopeless love pursue But live and this soft malady subdue Aca. You bid me live and yet command me dye I am not worth your care fly Madam fly While I fall here unpittied o'er this Plain Free from pursuit the faithless Mountains gain And these I charge as they wou'd have me think their Friendship true Leave me alone to serve and follow you Make haste fair Princess to avoid that fate Which does for your unhappy Father wait Orazia Is he then left to dye and shall he see Himself forsaken e'er his death by me Mont. What wou'd you do Orazia To Prison I 'll return And there in Fetters with my Father mourn Mont. That saves noâ— his but throws your Life away Orazia Duty shall give what nature once must pay Aca. Life is the gift which Heaven and Parents give And duty best preserves it if you live Orazia I shou'd but further from my Fountain fly And like an unfed stream run on and dye Urge me no more and do not grieve to see Your Honour rival'd by my Piety Exit She goes softly off and often looks back Mont. If Honour wou'd not shame wou'd lead the way I 'll back with her Aca. Stay Montezuma stay Thy Rival cannot let thee go alone My love will bear me though my blood is gone As they are going off Enter Zempoalla Traxalla the Indian that went to tell her and the rest and seizes them Zemp. Seize them Aca. Oh Montezuma thou art lost Orazia comes back Mont. No more proud heart thy useless Courage boast Courage thou curse of the unfortunate That canst encounter not resist ill fate Zemp. Acacis bleeds What barbarous hand has wounded thus my Son Mont. 'T was I by my unhappy Sword 't was done Thou bleed'st poor Prince and I am left to grieve My Rival's fall Trax. He bleeds but yet may live Aca. Friendship and love my failing strength renew I dare not dye when I shou'd live for you My death were now my crime as it wou'd be My guilt to live when I have set you free Thus I must still remain unfortunate Your Life and Death are equally my fate Orazia comes back Orazia A noise again alas what do I see Love thou didst once give place to Piety Now Piety let Love triumph awhile Here bind my hands come Montezuma smile At Fortune since thou sufferest for my sake Orazia will her Captive's Chains partake Mont. Now Fate thy worst Zemp. Lead to the Temple straight A Priest and Altar for these Lovers wait They shall be join'd they shall Trax. And I will prove Those joys in Vengeance which I want in Love Aca. I 'll quench your thirst with Blood and will destroy My self and with my self your cruel joy Now Montezuma since Orazia dyes I 'll fall before thee the first Sacrifice My title in her death shall exceed thine As much as in her life thy hopes did mine And when with our mixt blood the Altar's dy'd Then our new Title let the Gods decide Exeunt ACT V. SCENE I. The Scene opens and discovers the Temple of the Sun all of Gold and four Priests in habits of white and red Feathers attending by a bloody Altar as ready for Sacrifice Then Enter the Guards and Zempoalla and Traxalla Ynca Orazia and Montezuma bound as soon as they are plac'd the Priest sings SONG YOU to whom Victory we owe Whose glories rise By Sacrifice And from our fates below Never did yet your Altars shine Feasted with Blood so near divine Princes to whom we bow As they to you Thus you can ravish from a Throne And by their loss of power declare your own Zemp. NOW to inflict those punishments that are Due to the Authors of invasive War Who to deceive the oppressed World like you Invent false quarrels to conceal the true Ynca My quarrel was the same that all the Gods Must have to thee if there be any odds Betwixt those Titles that are bad or good To Crowns descended or usurpt by Blood Swell not with this success 't was not to thee But to this Man the Gods gave Victory Mont. Since I must perish by my own success Think my misfortunes more my Crimes the less And so forgiving make me pleas'd to dye Thus punish'd for this guilty Victory Ynca Death can make Vertue easie I forgive That word wou'd prove too hard were I to live The Honour of a Prince wou'd then deny But in the Grave all our distinctions dye Mont. Forgive me one thing yet to say I love Let it no more your scorn or anger move Since dying in one flame my ashes must Embrace and mingle with Orazia's dust Ynca Name thy bold love no more lest that last breath Which shou'd forgive I stisle with my death Orazia Oh my dear Father Oh why may not I Since you gave Life to me for you now dye Mont. 'T is I that wrought this mischief ought to fall A just and willing sacrifice for all Now Zempoalla be both just and kind And in my fate let me thy mercy find Be grateful then and grant me that esteem That as I live so dead I may redeem Oraz. O do not for her cruel mercy move None shou'd ask pity but from those they love Weeps Ynca Fond Girl to let thy disobedient Eyes Show a concern for him whom I despise Orazia How love and nature may divide a Breast At once by both their Pow'rs severely prest Yet Sir
't is more guilt to talk than 't were to fight Sert. How weak these wild distractions make me prove I am taught when to fight and how to love Yet one thing more if in your Breast you have No mix'd designs but what are clear and brave Let us engage whoe'er is happy made To find Hersilia first and bring her aid That he shall make no use of his success Nor the least story of his Love express Till first by our own Swords our cause is try'd It is too great for Fortune to decide Tir. To keep this sacred here I freely vow You learn'd at first but teach me Honour now Sert. Till then let us embrace whoe'er Love guides Unto his bliss for t'other Fate provides Now to our Fortunes I 'll pursue the way Which leads through Numa's Grove Tir. But stay Where shall we meet Sert. Under those stately ranks Of Cypress Trees that shade the Tiber's Banks Near Mutius's House for still I apprehend That Man he 's Mischief's and my Brother's Friend Tir. Agreed in equal hopes now both are tied Sert. But when we meet our wishes must divide Exeunt Enter Artabaces Art How ignorant of every thing I move I know not where I go nor what I love Yet though she 's gone her Image still I find And I pursue what she has left behind Ah my dear Brother poor Tiridates Cast on these Shores I came to look out thee And by my Bonds or Death to set thee free But into other Fetters I am thrown Not by my honour but my Love put on Quite tir'd I seem like a hard-hunted Beast That does not seem to go but sinks to rest Spent Nature's weight hangs heavy on my Eyes Sleep can cure Fevers why not Miseries A Soul's disease can few Physicians find For Emp'ricks only practise on the mind Yet sleep her Image might convey to me And shew in Dreams what I must never see Enter two of Mutius men with Verginia still in a swoon 1. On on to the Tiber with her And Sacrifice her to Neptune 2. The Devil we will what Go twice as far as we need To try to be apprehended for Murderers The next Ditch will serve Ha what 's here A dead man ' slife a most excellent Companion for her If he be asleep let him wake and answer for 't Gently gently so lay her behind him They lay her behind Artabaces So now to Mutius and swear she was dead 1. I and cold too Exeunt Artabaces after a little time wakes Art Sure 't was that Beauty which appear'd so bright My Eyes by waking rob me of my sight When they were shut her Image did appear I star'd too boldly sure and made her fear Turns and sees her Ha! look where she is alas I do mistake For I dream still and think I am awake Some pitying Pow'r this Vision does bestow And helps me to deceive my Sorrow so She groans What 's that my Senses sure are not my own Can empty Dreams and airy Visions groan Her Eyes begin to move and shine with life Now sink again in Death's ungentle strife In doubtful Weather so the Sun resigns Sometimes his Light to Clouds and sometimes shines She lives again O cease your Cruelty And she 'll by that Example pity me She 〈◊〉 Ver. Oh me Have I not slept too long and am to blame Neglecting to attend the Sacred Flame Art Here is that Flame to which your Eyes did give Life first and promis'd it should always live Ver. Where are the Vestals then or where am I Some confus'd Thoughts now shake my Memory I do remember I was seiz'd upon By some rude men I thought there had been none Pray who are you Art Alas I have no Name But that which is my Trouble or my Shame Ver. Sure both my Eyes and Ears deceive me now Once I saw something look'd and spoke like you But by my fond Desires he was betray'd I ow'd him Life which with his Death I pay'd Weeps Art Those Flames you sent me to have let me live Perhaps reserv'd to dye by those you give Ver. Pray do not wrong me are you he indeed I feel some unknown Joys that do exceed The usual Measures of my Happiness I fear there may be guilt in the excess Art O do not fear that Pity e'er can prove A guilt in any shou'd it grow to Love Ver. Pity is Love and then it need not grow Art In the World 's common Charity 't is so Such Love is only in Obedience shown To those above the other is our own Ver. We shou'd deny our own Affections still Art These Passions are all Strangers to the Will When I first saw your Eyes my Heart was free Ver. O that I cou'd restore your Liberty Art That way there is no pity to be shown Restore not mine but try to lose your own Ver. Will that strange way a Remedy procure Can a Disease in one another cure Art In Love's Disease neither their Cures obtain But both grow well by one anothers pain Ver. I know not what you mean but I incline To think that your Misfortunes wou'd be mine Art May I not dare to wish a little more Ver. Take heed Our Wishes may be Faults when they exceed Art Do covetous men or the ambitious find Their vast Desires by any bounds confin'd If pow'rful Nature lets no Passion move Within known limits why alas shou'd Love Enter the two men of Mutius 1. On on we are dead men Look where she is alive too O happy Chance Ver. Help help these are the Villains Art Your business Rascals He steps before her 1. That Woman is our business Art You shall have her thus Dogs Fight kills one the other runs and as he pursues Enter Mutius and others behind him and seize him Art Unhand me Slaves Ver. O help Mut. You call for that you need not Art Slaves Dogs Mut. Ha what 's this Tigellinus dead Thy Life for his is justly forfeited Offers to run at Artabaces she steps between Ver. O hold I was the cause that stain'd his Innocence With that man's blood for 't was in my Defence Besides I 'm tir'd with Life and fit to dye Art There 's none so weary of a Life as I Yet if you Romans wou'd be thought such men Give me a Sword and try to take it then Mut. 'T is for her sake I do not punish thee This Fellow is not to be trusted free Aside Bring him along Art Slaves I will not go Mut. Drag him along Ver. O do not use him so Alas what d' you mean Mut. Why do I stay Thus trifling Madam come here lies our way Bring him alive or dead Exit Ver. Pray hold your hands Good Sir obey their Pow'r or my Commands Art Come lead me where you please how much above My Reason and my Courage is my Love Exeunt ACT IV. SCENE I. Enter Mutius and Verginia Mut. STill weeping Madam these are unkind Tears Love is ill paid
be so kind As but to tell me if it can be true That I have only lost my Eyes not you Ver. My Eyes shall still be yours when you have none But if you apprehend when yours are gone Some other object may my heart encline I 'll beg him if you will to burn out mine Cor. Come I must stay no longer If you dare Art Yes exquisite Villain I can stare On death in any shape Cor. Then gaze on this 'T will make brave Musick when you hear it hiss Puts his Irons in the water What say you does it sound unpleasantly Ver. What does he mean Cor. I 'll tell you instantly Stay I must fetch another Instrument Exit Corbulo Art His mischief varies only not intent Unless he means a gentle death to give That with my Life my torments may not live Enter Corbuio with a Sword Cor. See how you 're both mistaken Here I bring you fate to give and not to bear Here Sir at once receive this Sword and mine Thus to your Fortunes all my own I join Art I have seen sudden starts to mischief grow But turns to good are usually more slow Cort. What do you wonder at this change in me Needs Courage arm'd admit such Jealousie Follow me quickly while the Coast is clear To stay or wonder wou'd be faults like fear Art Forgive me Corbulo And since thou dost resolve to share in mine My gratitude will make my Fortunes thine O my Verginia My joys like Men in crowds press out so fast They stop by their own numbers and their haste Ver. I fear Disease may this health pursue For sudden Fortune has relapses too Art Banish these fears against the Plagues of Fate A Sword and Courage is a sure Receit Exeunt Enter Sulpitius with Claudius bringing in Hersilia Her Stay what d' you mean or whither shou'd we fly There 's something in all this like treachery Take heed lest I suspect some ill design Sul. Suspition will be more your 〈◊〉 than mine Enter Tiridates Her Ha Tiridates O Villain Tir. Look here false Man and see thy Death pursue Sul Death will as soon be sent from me as you Hold her fast Claudius that she now-may see Whose one her Conquest proves by victory Tir. 'T is brave thy Courage seems from Justice sent To make thee stay and meet thy punishment Sul. Is there a better or worse Cause in Love Where all their Titles by their 〈◊〉 prove Love's Thrones by Conquest only are made good Like Empire where there is no claim in Blood Enter Mutius Mut. How 's this Sulpitius stay thy Sword for thine Must ne'er engage without the help of mine Sul Stay Mutius do not so injurious be As to deprive my Love of Victory Look on that Sun whose power 's not less great Since she as well disposes life and heat Rob me not of my hopes while she stands by Love hovering seems to wait a Victory Tir. Not all your Swords can so successful prove Though they may reach my Life they can't her love Mut. Dispatch him Sir I have much more to say Though your Love does mine will not brook delay Sulp. Thine Mutius then Love has pow'r I see Her Sulpitius hold or be my Enemy Beyond the pow'r of Mercy to forgive Mut. Come come we trisle Sir he must not live Ha! Enter Artabaces with Verginia and Corbulo Art Whate'er this soul Play means Justice does guide Where Mutius is my Sword to t'other side Sir you seem to want What Mist does rise Or has not Corbulo put out my Eyes And I gaze on my Brother as I use to do Within my Mind Pray speak Sir Who are you Tir. Your happy Brother dear Artabaces And still the same in all things but my â—oy Fortune seems now grown weary to destroy Mut Ha! my Pris'ner by that treacherous Slave set free Art Why do you stare Mut. O it seems you can see Look there Sulpitius nothing less divine Than that cou'd charm a Heart so rough as mine These are our Rivals too just Fortune draws Our Swords together in an equal Cause Art Now know sierce Mutius though no Cause can be So great as Love to make an Enemyâ— Yet to raise up thy Horrour to a height Armenia's Prince is sent to bring thy Fate Now thou shalt see where Conquest be thy due And without numbers what thy Sword can do Her Sulpitius hold obey me yet at last And I 'll forgive all thy Offences past Sulp. While I am arm'd I never use to pray And Love commands me now not to obey Tir. We trifle Time Art Corbulo that charge is thine Cor. Kind Fate provides another Sword for mine Art Now idle Fortune modestly stand by And let just Love dispose of Victory They sight Mutius falls and Sulpitius stands staggering Tir. Now Sulpitius to whom's Hersilia due Sul. Wou'd she were so to any one but you Use your Advantage to the Unfortunate Honour is cruel that denies a Fate Must I fall thus and in Hersilia's sight I stand to talk that cannot go to fight Falls Tir. Sulpitius live As thou wert once my Friend my Friend still prove Sulp. That Life thou giv'st is Death unto my Love Hersilia now I beg your Cruelty I want no help to live but some to dye Art Brave Man I pity his ungentle Fate I wou'd have none that love Unfortunate Come Tiridates How trembling after Victory we go To pay Devotions which to Love we owe Fortune at last seems kind in her Designs To bring our Victory before our Shrines Tir. Ah Brother I am still unfortunate Not less by Honour now than once by Fate Art What 's this Tir. Fairest Hersilia can you pity me Not for your own but Honour's Cruelty I must not speak of Love yet though her â—yes Bind up my Tongue I thus may use my Eyes Art Fair Vestal Though Fortune now at last seems kind to me Without you smile 't is useless Victory Ver. My joys must always wait on your Success Since they take being from your Happiness I beg now to return from whence I came And there while I attend the sacred Flame My true Concerns for you shall never cease And pray for yours while I enjoy my peace Art Will you forsake me now and be less kind Than you once promis'd if I had been blind I had been happier then by Mistries Now I lose you that had but lost my Eyes Ver. Then you did need my help now you are free Does Love exceed the use of Charity Art Yet let not Charity your Love exceed But grant me Alms as long as I have need Ver. Alas the World is full of Storms I find I wou'd return for shelter to my mind Come dear Hersilia which way must we go Ah me why do you look upon me so At once I weep and tremble too my Tears Spring without Grief and without cause my Fears Enter Sertorius and Marcellina Sert. Look Marcellina see what Heaven bestows As a full Recompence of all
Push me no pushes I will not go And see who dares make me Vill. Come you must Sir Bra. 'Slid whose Master You or I take heed of my fury Sam. Good Signior Brancadoro help us hear us Vill. To be fool'd again You have not a mind to be cousen'd Once more have you Bra. What 's that to you I will hear ' em 'Slid I will stay and I will not go yet Vill. I 'll betray all if you play the Fool thus Come you must go now Bottolo stays for you Bra. I will not I say Vill. Go go Mir. I 'll follow him and get some help Exit Brancadoro The Friar offers to go out too Vil. Hold Sir you my worthy spiritual Counsellor Stir not nor attempt to come near the door If you do no more but so Within there ho You Rascals how came this Friar in 2 Appear 1. He told us you appointed him when he heard a noise That he should come Vill. Pox on your credulous Coxcombs now remember You hear me say if he offers to come out let me Find him dead Stir not but guard the door He has robb'd our Masters If you fail I 'll cut your throats Exit Villerotto Mir. Yet I am pleas'd that I am brought to die before her Aside That with my last breath Which seldom unsuccessfully Petitions I may at once beg of the fair and wrong'd Emilia Forgiveness and belief yet I wou'd know A little more if it were possible My Passion makes me vainly inquisitive I must do 't yet it is but an idle curiosity To ask for news the minute I must die Sam. What means this Friar does that Habit harbour An Instrument sitted for that vile Monster Mir. Was there not a great noise Ladies Something like Womens Cries Sam. They were our Cries Sir Emil. If you cannot help us to live with Honour Help us to die we had two Weapons Arm us but again he has yet not disarm'd our Minds Mir. Wou'd I knew how wou'd you accept it As a true witness of my sorrow if I die first In the opposing that mischief I know not which way to prevent Em. Ah me we do not ask of you to die But to help death to us Mir. 'T is impossible Sam. Strangle us then Why do you turn away your tread It is a Charity to grant it Mir. Alas I need not say I must deny you will believe it When I let you know you ask it of Miranzo He discovers himself Em. Miranzo Sam. My Brother Mir. Fair Emilia 't is the criminal Miranzo That loves Emilia still Em. O Miranzo I blush to think how you encrease My sense of Dangers while you are mingled with ' em Mir. I see I am to blame in all Conditions To wish your Kindness I but strive to nourish A Sickness that sends Infection to your Peace Em. What must become of us Mir. Thus naked as I am I will defend you And with my Breast I 'll dull his Sword perhaps his Cruelty Em. O do not talk more cruelly Death is gentler Which you may help us to Sam. Ah Brother be not so rash do not deceive your self A thousand Lives lost in our Defence Would not give stop to his lewd Purposes Heaven sure will send some Remedy O Brother O Cialto Mir. Forgive me dearest Sister I had forgot To tell you Cialto lives though this Villain was one Of them that did attempt his Murder Sam. O do not flatter me for I shall grow As much out of love with Death as even now I was with Life Is there no hope Mir. The Villain has appointed them to murder me If I attempt but to go forth Ha Now I think on 't it was the Friar He gave them charge of I am none I 'll try If they will let me out so I may call He takes up his Disguise Some help Em. O take heed Mir. 'T is but attempting But first I 'll set the Friar in the best posture I can Here Sister support my Shape a little To countenance my Design nay no trifling He sets his Habit on his Sister So now to your Prayers within there ho â— How now who are you Mir. A Friend of Villerotto's who left me to Stay a little while for your Assistance Now I am going have the greater Care Of the Friar there he may venture to escape For he has robb'd your Master 1. We warrant you Sir Friar you had not best try to bolt Miranzo goes out and returns back suddenly Mir. I have done ill I dare not venture Them a minute Honour and Reason turn me back Blest Opportunity Rogue He strikes up one of their Heels t'other sights a little and runs out with a noise he gets a Sword from one of them 1. How now what do you mean Sir Help help Mir. So I have something now to frame an Argument For my self with and to Dispute a little Em. Now you may kill us you have got a Sword Mir. Dear Emilia do you believe I know not how Emilia weeps To make a better use of such a Weapon Pray weep not do not unman me now Hark a Noise Enter Villerotto with him that run out and another Vill. Ha Miranzo are you Metamorphosed from a Friar Mir. Do you stare Monster is a Sword bright Metal The Mirrour that can only shew Th' affrighting shapes of thy unheard of Villanies Vill. Alas I have not been afraid a long time I have forgot what ' t is Hark a Noise A Noise within Dispatch him quickly you shall tell no News Sir Ha who is this new Face for Enter Cialto Cia This shall tell thee Villain They offer to fight Mir. Hold Miranzo drives out the two men comes back and parts them Cia Miranzo rob me not of that Revenge Which only can belong to me Hark a noise guard the Passage or we may all be lost A noise still Nay trifle not hark the Noise encreases dispatch Now Sir do you stare to see Cialto Whom you hir'd Rogues to Murder Exit Miranzo Vill. I do not stare nor am I frightned What y' are not dead it seems Sam. O Cialto Cia Ha since thou hast given me cause To view thee with a strict survey my Eyes Are grown clear sighted And find thee not the Villain which thou seem'st But what thou art the base Borazzo Vill. 'T is well we know one another then Cia Excellent Rascal has your hot Revenge Been rak'd up all this while Vill. Cou'dst thou expect less from me whom thou hast disgrac'd And ruin'd by Cashiering me from my Command Cia And what canst thou expect Villain But that Fate thou didst design for me Vill. My Sword says no. Sam. Hold hold I command you hold Cialto Hold Sir I will engage for your Forgiveness Vill. My Forgiveness this is my Indemnity Cia Do not hang upon me unless you mean To have me murder'd in your Arms. Vill. Nay I think I may drive this through your Shield Cia For Heavens sake let me go Sam.
unsuccessfully I still o'recome I brought a Rival not a Captive home Yet I may be deceiv'd but 't is too late To clear those doubts my stay brings certain fate Aside Come Prince you shall to Mexico return Where your sad Armies do your absence mourn And in one Battle I will gain you more Than I have made you lose in three before Aca No Montezuma though you change your side I as a Prisoner am by Honour ty'd Mont. You are my Prisoner and I set you free Aca. 'T were baseness â—o accept such Liberty Mont. From him that Conquer'd you it shou'd be fought Aca. No but from him for whom my Conqueror fought Mont. Still you are mine his Gift has made you so Aca. He gave me to his General not his Foe Mont. How poorly have you pleaded Honours Laws Yet shun the greatest in your Country's Cause Aca. What succour can the Captive give the Free Mont. A needless Captive is an Enemy In painted Honour you wou'd seem to shine But 't wou'd be clouded were your wrongs like mine Aca. When Choler such unbridled power can have Thy Vertue seems but thy revenge's Slave If such injustice shou'd my Honour stain My Aid wou'd prove my Nations loss not gain Mont. Be cousend by thy guilty honesty To make thy self thy Countrey 's Enemy Aca. I do not mean in the next Fight to stain My Sword in Blood of any Mexican But will be present in the fatal strife To guard Orazia's and the Ynca's Life Mont. Orazia's Life fond Man First guard thy own Her Safety she must owe to me alone Aca. Your Sword that does such Wonders cannot be In an ill Cause secure of Victory Mont. Hark hark Noise of trampling Aca. What noise is this invades my ears Fly Montezuma fly the Guards are near To favour your Retreat I 'le freely pay That Life which you so frankly gave this day Mont. I must retire but those that follow me Pursue their Deaths and not their Victory Ex. Mont. Aca. Our Quarrels kinder than our Friendships prove You for my Country Fight I for your Love Enter Ynca and Guards Ynca I was to blame to leave this mad Man free Perhaps he may revolt to th' Enemy Or stay and raise some fatal Mutiny Aca. Stop your Pursuits for they must pass through me Ynca Where is the slave Aca. Gon. Ynca Whither Aca. O're the Plain Where he may soon the Camp or City gain Ynca Curse on my dull neglect And yet I do less cause of wonder find That he is gone than that thou stayest behind Aca. My treatment since you took me was so free It wanted but the name of liberty I with less shame can still your Captive live Than take that freedom which you did not give Ynca Thou brave young Man that hast thy years out-done And losing Liberty hast Honour won I must my self thy Honour's Rival make And give that freedom which thou wou'dst not take Go and be safe Aca. But that you may be so Your dangers must be past before I go Fierce Montezuma will for sight prepare And bend on you the fury of the War Which by my presence I will turn away If Fortune gives my Mexicans the Day Ynca Come then we are alike to honour just Thou to be trusted thus and I to trust Ex. all Enter Zempoalla Traxalla and Attendants Zemp. O my Acacis Does not my grief Traxalla seem too rude Thus to press out before my Gratitude Has paid my debts to you yet it does move My Rage and Grief to see those Powers above Punish such Men as if they be Divine They know will most Adore and least Repine Trax. Those that can only mourn when they are crost May lose themselves with grieving for the lost Rather to your retreated Troops appear And let them see a Woman void of fear The shame of that may call their Spirits home Were the Prince safe we were not overcome Though we retir'd O his too youthful heat That thrust him where the dangers were so great Heaven wanted power his Person to protect From that which he had Courage to neglect But since he 's lost let us draw forth and pay His Fun'ral Rites in Blood that we are they May in our Fates perform his Obsequies And make Death Triumph when Acacis dies Zemp. That Courage thou hast shown in Fight seems less Than this amidst Despair to have Excess Let thy great deeds force Fate to change her mind He that courts Fortune boldly makes her kind Trax. If e'r Traxalla so successful proves May be then say he hopes as well as Loves And that aspiring Passion boldly own Which gave my Prince his Fate and you his Throne I did not feel Remorse to see his Blood â—ow from the spring of life into a flood Nor did it look like Treason since to me You were a Sovereign much more great than he Zemp. He was my Brother yet I scorn'd to pay Nature's mean debts but threw those Bonds away When his own Issue did my hopes remove Not only from his Empire but his Love You that in all my wrongs then bore a part Now need not doubt a place within my heart I cou'd not offer you my Crown and Bed Till Fame and Envy with long time were dead But Fortune now does happily present Occasions fit to second my intent Your Valour may regain the Publick Love And make the Peoples Choice their Queens approve Shout Hark hark what noise is this that strikes my Ear Trax. 'T is not a sound that should beget a fear Such Shouts as these have I heard often fly From Conquering Armies crown'd with Victory Zemp. Great God of Vengeance here I firmly vow Make but my Mexicans successful now And with a thousand Feasts thy flames I 'll feed All that I take shall on thy Altars bleed Princes themselves shall fall and make thy Shrine Dy'd with their blood in glorious blushes shine Enter Messenger Trax. How now What News is this that makes thy haste a flight Mess. Such as brings Victory without a Fight The Prince Acaces lives Zemp. Oh I am blest Mess. Reserve some joy till I have told the rest He 's safe and only wants his liberty But that great Man that carries Victory Where e'er he goes that mighty Man by whom In three set Battels we were overcome Ill us'd it seems by his ungrateful King Does to our Camp his Fate and Valour bring The Troops gaze on him as if some bright Star Shot to their Aids call him the God of War Whilst he as if all Conquest did of right Belong to him bids them prepare to fight Which if they shou'd delay one hour he swears He 'll leave them to their Dangers or their Fears And Shame which is th' ignoble Cowards choice At this the Army seem'd to have one Voice United in a shout and call'd upon The God-like Stranger Lead us lead us on Make haste Great Sir lest you should come too late To share with them in
provoke When I am dead Orazia may forgive She never must if I dare wish to live Oraz. Hold hold O Montezuma can you be So careless of your self but more of me Though you have brought me to this misery I blush to say I cannot see you die Mont. Can my approaching Fate such pity move The Gods and you at once forgive and love Trax. Fond Fool thus to mispend that little breath I lent thee to prevent not hasten Death Let her thank you she was unfortunate And you thank her for pulling on your fate Prove to each other your own Destinies Draws Enter Zempoalla hastily and sets a Dagger to Orazia's Breast Zemp. Hold hold Traxalla or Orazia dies O is't Orazia's Name that makes you stay 'T is her great Power not mine that you obey Inhumane Wretch dar'st thou the Murtherer be Of him that is not yet Condemn'd by me Trax. The Wretch that gave you all the pow'r you have May venture sure to execute a Slave And quench a flame your fondness would have burn Which may this City into ashes turn The Nation in your guilty Passion lost To me ungrateful to your Country most But this shall be their Offering I their Priest Zemp. The wounds thou giv'st I 'll copy on her Breast Strike and I 'll open here a spring of blood Shall add new Rivers to the crimson flood How his pale looks are fix'd on her 't is so Oh does amazement on your spirit grow What is your publick Love Orazia's grown Cou'dst thou see mine and yet not hide thy own Suppose I shou'd strike first wou'd it not breed Grief in your publick heart to see her bleed Trax. She mocks my passions in her sparkling eyes Death and a close dissembled fury lies I dare not trust her thus If she must die The way to her lov'd Life through mine shall lie He puts her by and steps before Orazia and she runs before Montezuma Zemp. And he that does this Stranger 's fate design Must to his heart a passage force through mine Trax. Can fair Orazia yet no pity have 'T is just she shou'd her own Preserver save Zemp. Can Montezuma so ungrateful prove To her that gave him Life and offers Love Oraz. Can Montezuma live and live to be Just to another and unjust to me You need not be ungrateful can she give A Life to you if you refuse to live Forgive me Passion I had rather see You dead than kind to any thing but me Mont. O my Orazia To what new joys and knowledge am I brought Are deaths hard lessons by a Woman taught How to despise my Fate I always knew But ne'er dâ—rst think at once of death and you Yet since you teach this generous jealousie I dare not wish your Life if I must die How much your Love my Courage does exceed Courage alone would shrink to see you bleed Zemp. Ungrateful Stranger thou shalt please thy Eyes And gaze upon Orazia while she dies I 'll keep my Vow It is some joy to see That my Revenge will prove my Piety Trax. Then both shall die we have too long withstood By private Passions urg'd the publick good Zemp. Sure he dissembles and perhaps may prove My ruine with his new ambitious Love Were but this Stranger kind I 'd cross his Art And give my Empire where I gave my heart Aside Yet thou ungrateful Man Let thy approaching ruine make thee wise Mont. Thee and thy Love and Mischief I despise Zemp. What shall I do some way must yet be try'd What Reasons can she use whom Passions guide Trax. Some black designs are hatching now false Eyes Are quick to see anothers Treacheries Zemp. Rash Stranger thus to pull down thy own fate Mont. You and that Life you offer me I hate Enter Jaylor Zemp. Here Jaylor take what title must he have Slave Slave Am I then Captive to a Slave Why art thou thus unwilling to be free Mont. Death will release me from these Chains and thee Zemp. Here Jaylor take this Monster from my sight And keep him where it may be always night Let none come near him if thou dost expect To pay thy Life the price of the Neglect Mont. I scorn thy Pity and thy Cruelty And shou'd despise a Blessing sent from thee Zemp. Oh horror to my Soul take him away My Rage like dam'd up Streams swell'd by some stay Shall from this opposition get new force And leave the bound of its old easie course Come my Traxalla let us both forgive And in these Wretches Fates begin to live The Altars shall be crown'd with Fun'ral Boughs Peace-offrings pay'd but with unquiet Vows Ex. Zem. Tr. Oraz. How are things ordered that the wicked shou'd Appear more kind and gentle than the good Her Passion seems to make her kinder prove And I seem cruel through excess of Love She loves and wou'd prevent his Death but I That love him better fear he shou'd not die My Jealousie immortal as my Love Wou'd rob my Grave below and me above Of Rest. Ye Gods if I repine forgive You neither let me die in Peace nor live Enter Acacis Taylor and Indians Taylor They are just gone Sir Aca. 'T is well be faithful to my just design And all thy Prince's Fortune shall be thine Exit Acacis Indian This shall to the Empress Exit Indian Oraz. What can this mean 'T was Prince Acacis if I durst believe My sight but Sorrow may like Joy deceive Each object different from it self appears That comes not to the Eyes but through their Tears Enter Acacis bringing in Montezuma Ha! Aca. Here Sir wear this again Now follow me Mont. So very good I dare not think for I may guess amiss None can deceive me while I trust to this Exeunt Omnes Enter Orazia conducted by two Indians with their Swords drawn Montezuma Acacis whispering another Indian Aca. Think what a weight upon thy Faith I lay Ind. I ne'er did more unwillingly obey Aca. First Montezuma take thy liberty Thou gav'st me freedom here I set thee free We 're equal now Madam the danger 's great Of close pursuit to favour your Retreat Permit we two a little while remain Behind while you go softly o'er the Plain Oraz. Why shou'd I go before what 's your intent Where is my Father whither am I sent Aca. Your doubts shall soon be clear'd Conduct heron Exit Orazia So Montezuma we are now alone That which my Honour ow'd thee I have paid As Honour was so Love must be obey'd I set Orazia as thy Captive free But as my Mistress ask her back from thee Mont. Thou hast perform'd what Honour bid thee do But Friendship bars what Honour prompts me to Friends shou'd not fight Aca. If Friendship we profess Let us secure each others happiness One needs must die and he shall happy prove In her Remembrance t'other in her Love My Guards wait near and if I fail they must Give up Orazia or betray their trust Mont.
Friend At last continuing still importunate She told me with a Smile 't was not her hate Nor love unto another was the cause She seem'd to be so cruel in these Laws Tir. When I lost my Brother Brave Artabaces whom I cou'd not call More Brother than a Friend for he was all I did not think a Friendship cou'd express It self so great to make his loss the less But thine my dear Sulpitius is above The Rules and Measures of the strictest Love You might have hop'd to see your Brother's joy Sprung from those harsh commands which mine destroy Sulp. My love unto Sertorius is not less I wish his Gratitude his Happiness To pay great Marcellina all Love's scores Whom every Roman but himself adores Why do you droop fie fie do not give way To your encroaching Griefs hope and obey In the mean time during your Banishment In my best Love and Care rest confident I 'll weary her with Pray'rs till I obtain Leave from her Lips to call you back again Ter. My hopes are only rais'd by thy kind Charms O let me always hold thee in my Arms. Embraoo Enter Sertorius Ser. I must go back and tell him 't is impossible Ha twisted Sulp. How my Brother I must say something quickly but what Brother perhaps you wonder Ser. Yes I do Sulp. I mean to see my kindness at this time So great to Tiridates but as a Friend I cou'd not be exempt from pity Sert. What pity does he need Sulp. It seems much more than you In the severe Commands of fair Hersilia He is for over banished no time nor hopes Allow'd to him you are too generous To swell upon his sinking Sert. That I despise Sulp. Pray give me leave at least to shew That pity which a Friend ought to bestow Perhaps the Reasons of a Friend may prove A Balm to cure the Wounds of hopeless Love Goes to Tiridates I cou'd not stay a minute Sir From telling you the happy News Which you may find writ in my Brother's looks The fair and just Hersilia has pronounc'd His Banishment for ever Enter Hersilia and Marcellina Ha Hersilia what new Confusions croud upon me How near my Plots are to discovery I must out-face Fortune and Honesty He steps to Sertorius hastily Brother give not Tiridates the advantage To seem more pleas'd than you in his Obedience I 'll instantly attempt to serve you Goes to Hersilia Madam this unexpected Happiness Adds to the greatness of it Hers. The coolness of the Evening and these Walks Invited out me and my Cousin Not thinking to have met so much good Company As you Prince Tiridates and Sertorius She curtsies to them and they bow and stand still Ha Marcellina a word Speaks aside with Marcellina D' ye not observe what an unusual distance Prince Tiridates and Sertorius keep Marc. I both observe and wonder Hers. Peace let 's be gone We have almost tir'd our selves Sir And were just now returning home Sulp. Permit me Madam to receive the Honour Of waiting on you I have something to acquaint you with Enter Servant Ser. Madam Your Sister the fair Verginia is just now Brought from the Vestals and begs to see you Hers. I long as much to look on her They say she is much alter'd This is strange Marcellina Looks at Tiridates and Sertorius Sulp. I will return presently till then be silent To Sertorius I wait upon you Madam Exeunt Manent Tiridates and Sertorius they stare at one another at last Sertorius speaks Sert. I hope you do not think that I forbore To speak my love and thoughts unto Hersilia Because a Rival did look on Tir. Nor did that hinder me to own my Love Sert. Your hopes upon her Father's friendship move Tir. The greatness of my love is its own aid Sert. Some use of empty Titles might be made There is a noise with Names of Princes brought Yet though her Father is with nothing caught Those that have conquer'd Princes need not show Respect to Titles which they can bestow Tir. Cou'd any Roman Sword find Victory As soon as you can with your Vanity A Prince indeed might tremble then to hear But now he smiles at what you 'd have him fear Sert. O you shall see that I can keep my word And shew no Roman e'er out-talk'd his Sword They draw and fight To this a greater Quarrel yet I joyn Hersilia's Cause they equally are mine Enter Sulpitius runs in and parts them Sulp. Hold hold hear me but speak From what hid Cause does all this Fury break Sert. Love is our Cause which we resolve to trust To our own Swords we 're sure that they are just Tir. 'T is mean to wait for one to be deny'd And to refer that which we may decide Death is the certain Umpire that makes friends With him that dies Hersilia's trouble ends Sert. Stand by and since you wear the double tyes Of Friend and Brother look with equal Eyes Sulp. Must Hersilia thus Be sav'd from trouble by the loss of Fame Your Swords will wound her yet unspotted Name No drop of blood vou shed but will remain Upon her injur'd Innocence a stain She will be equally oblig'd to hate The Victor's life the vanquish'd in his Fate Sert. She 's cruel now if she her hate shou'd show When I am dead 't is more than I shall know Sulp. Suppose she never wou'd your loves requite For what is'â— then you wou'd pretend to fight 'T is vain to strive for Empire that wou'd be Not gain'd but rather lost by Victory Sert. Yet without Conquest she is gain'd by none And only can be overcome by one Both in Hersilia cannot happy prove The Government is Monarchy in love Tir. Sulpitius now your troubles shall have end Left free to serve a Brother or a Friend He that first falls for one of us must dye Leaves you to t'other as his Legacy Sert. All the disputes of love are judg'd by fate And death makes room when life is grown too strait Offers to fight Sulp. Hold hear me a word Sert. Pish. Sulp. Of you I ask it Tiridates stay And let your reason this rash action weigh Tir. Love never waits on Reason but on chance But why shou'd you advise this temperance Bid me be cold and bring the Fever too Hersilia sent the banishment by you Sert. Ha Did my careful Brother bring you such news Tir. Yes and from Hersilia's cruel Lips Sert. I received just such another Message Can you tell Brother which was the Copy and Original Sulp. No. Tir. How Sert. Whence came they then Sulp. From me Sert. And your invention Sulp. Right D' you think Hersilia's lov'd by you alone Had I perceiv'd it easie to be done I wou'd have fool'd you both Why d' you stare D' you wonder that I love or that I dare A vow a Passion which both you proclaim I 'll be as loud as you in Love or Fame Sert. O Monster Sulp. See I am chang'd of your
opinion grown Draws Think Life and Love is useful but for one We shall but hinder one another still agree Which is my Man so Fate and Love for me Sert. Brave Tiridates This Villain 's baseness the first cause removes And makes the quarrel Nature's which was Love's To me 't is just the title to resign To let out his soul blood that will stain mine Nor will I on the score of Rivals fight And while I take my own injure your right But as his Executioner I 'll prove The Minister of Justice not of Love Sulp. Fight you by your own Rules I 'll make the Laws For my own Sword and Love shall be my Cause Offers to fight Tir. Hold hold Sertorius No seeming cause can check or cousen Fame Every thing will at last bear its own name You may stand by with justice and look on Nature is your excuse but I have none Sert. Nature did never yet send an excuse In her own whispers for her own abuse Sulp. Come come we trisle let some lots decide Which of your Fates with mine shall first be try'd Sert. Fortune has ever been too curst to me To trust her with my hopes of Victory But Tiridates now methinks we shew In our own Cause too quick in Loves too slow He that survives of us by love will be Entitled to revenge thy Treachery Tir. Thus I embrace the offer Offer to fight Sulp. Not so fast I will fight too and will not fight the last That mighty rate which nicely you assign Your love and honour I have sixt on mine Sert. My flesh trembles like shaking Earth when prest By tempests that want room within her Breast Through all my Veins there runs a boiling stood And makes a thousand pulses in my blood Tir. Stay Sertorius stay methinks we grow Too bold Hersilia's Sentence shou'd bestow Life or give Death we but like Rebels are While with our Swords Hersilia's Pow'r we share Come let us go like Friends in misery And from our Judges Lips learn which shall dye Sert. He does dissemble sure 't is noble Aside Brave Prince with your fair temper I am brought To reason by a Rival's Friendship taught Had you or I sunk under t'others hate The living wou'd have pittied his hard fate Though love condemns our grief may be the same For death 's all one brought by a Sword or Flame 'T were mean if love had not the pow'r to shew That gen'rous grief which honour can bestow They put up Why shou'd the steps rais'd by our honour prove Too hard to be ascended by our love Sulp. Good very good d' ye think to couzen me You practise to dissemble scurvily Tir. All treachery dwells only in thy Breast Sulp. Pish none are truly by themselves exprest He that seems Vertuous does but act a part And shews not his own Nature but his Art Sert. I can be tame no longer Draws and offers to run at him Tir. Sertorius stay Our Friendship must not yet oblige this way Sulp. O does the mask fall off Sert. Let us together then dispatch the Traytor Sulp. You dare not Your honours as my guard will stand You both scorn odds and I a single hand Sert. Tortures seize thee Tiridates Makes a sign to him Tir. Enough Sulp. I 'll follow too O you need say no more Ser. How meanly we must part never before Honour and Love shew'd such strange properties To keep all safe by being Enemies With their own niceness they themselves betray And while they both Command they both obey Exeunt at several doorâ— ACT II. SCENE I. Enter Emilius Hersilia Marcellina and Verginia vail'd Emil. WElcome my sweet my dear Verginia Off with this Cloud in thy own brightness shine And let my longing Eyes twist rayes with thine All my decaying joys grow warm and bring A heat which thaws me into youth again Ver. Are you my Father Sir Emil. I am sweet Innocence and richer in that title By Nature's gift than he that by his fame Of his own Country gains a Father's name Ver. Your Pardon Sir that I seem amaz'd I never saw a Man before Her Pray Sir give us leave To have a little share in her enjoyment Dearest Sister you look amaz'd or troubled Embraces her Ver. Pardon me dear Sister if you find Some small disturbance hang about my mind To be thus soon from a devotion brought Not more by precept than by custom taught Mar. Dear Cousin so much kindness yet express As to take pleasure in our happiness Ver. 'T were want of true Religion not to know Some joy in so much goodness which you shew Emil My dear Verginia I have found out a Man to make thee happy Whose Vertues and whose Fortunes shall contend Which are the greatest both without an end Ver. What does my Father mean Emil. Come Verginia Company troubles thee I see Be not amaz'd I must be fond of thee To wean thee from thy self till thou sha't find No room but for content within thy mind Exeunt Manent Hersilia and Marcellina Mar. How fair she is how full of Innocence All true content dwells with unpractis'd sense Her O Marcellina Though Knowledge does beget both Joy and Love Yet Vice and Sorrow too her issue prove Prest with the last the greatest numbers shew And the Worlds seeming mischief is to know Did you not wonder Marcellina At the strange distance that was kept so strictly By Tiridates and Sertorius Mar. I did and was as much amaz'd as you I wish no mischief happen for their looks Strove with a strange constraint Her Prince Tiridates too exprest the same Whose gentle temper I have always seen Like standing Water wearing still one face That had no tides to move it from its place Mar. Can you guess the cause Her Not in the least Mar. I need not ask it is enough that they are Rivals And both love you Her Such quarrels still my injury must prove Both may deserve but cannot have my love Love cannot like the wind its help convey To fill two sails though both are spread one way Mar. D' you love one of them Her Yes but not Sertorius Though freely I confess my love to thee Yet I forgive thy short return to me Which seems to violate our Friendship 's Laws But his ingratitude pleads in thy cause Since the acknowledgment wou'd lay a blame On thy great Soul or on thy cheeks a shame Mar. Be not deceiv'd Hersilia I wou'd not make my self so guilty prove And like a hidden sin disown my love Her Thus his ingratitude the more is shown Mar. By his ingratitude confess your own Where does the difference appear to be You cannot sigh for him nor he for me Her But you deserve much more than he can do Mar. He merits more than me he merits you Love pleads no cause for the unfortunate Choice rules above our pow'r as much as fate Love unrewarded may to Vertue grow But love for love like a design may shew Her
practis'd to stare and swell strangely Sulp. Let him swell and burst it matters not Who are these Mutius Mut. Quiet Rogues they were brave Souldiers Sulp. Have they lost their Spirits Mut. I know not they are out of practice They have been bob'd They might be train'd again perhaps and enter'd Sulp. This way a little Mutius you are my Friend Mut. I wou'd cut any Man's throat That said the contrary Sulp. I must use your Sword Mutius Mut. Here it hangs ready 't is almost rusty Sulp. Be not startled when I tell you 'T is against my Brother Mut. Let it be against your Father 'T is all one to me Sulp. The quarrel is Hersilia Mut. A Woman is the worst that cou'd be Are you to fight who shall have her Sulp. That she must only judge Mut. So then shall we fight to make her sport A parcel of such Lovers Wou'd make excellent pastime in the Amphitheatre I had an easier way with my Damsels Kind or cruel they never scap'd me Sulp. Not if you cou'd come at 'em Mutius Mut. If they were hid in Houses I made 'em bolt with Fire And pitch'd my toils on all sides ready for ' em Sulp. Ha 1. Noble Mutius farewel we 'll wait on you Another time Sulp Pray let your Friends stay a little Mut. Stay Gentlemen Sulp. Fire a House Mutius Mut. There 's no such way the coyest then Will leap into the next Man's Arms I have been thank'd for saving them Out of the very Fire that I kindled Sulp. I hey may live to love Hersilia Seems troubled Mut. If we kill 'em 't is two to one however That you 'll ne'er have her Sulp. Dare these Men stick by us Mut. Pay 'em well and let the business Be wicked enough Then never fear ' em Sulp. They shall eat Gold Mut. ' Troth I believe they can digest it too Sulp. Thou hast put wild thoughts into my head If I shou'd fail she crowns their Victory Or if Prince Tiridates falls by me I must live hated by her You Pow'rs above Let either Death or Life reward my Love Mut. You are troubled Sir I did not talk To save the â—ighting part I wou'd serve you in your love Through greater dangers Sulp. O Mutius advise me something My blood and thoughts stand still within my Breast Reason's asleep and torments seem aâ— rest Mut. Why I have told you my best stratagem If you get her Father's House but fir'd Let us alone we 'll help to quench it And in the hurry we may get your Mistress There 's no suspicion waits on such disorders Sulp. Dear Mutuis thou reviv'st my drooping Soul There is no other way left probable Enter Claudius a Servant See Mutius Fortune seconds thy advice Here 's one may prove the Instrument walk off Claudius welcome here I have been short in my Rewards Gives him money Claud. You have been Sir too bountiful To my small services Sulp. I have a business if thou dar'st attempt it Shall treble thy Rewards and yet leave me thy debtor Claud. Name it Sir and think it done Sulp. Thou know'st How unsuccessful I am like to prove One Act of thine may help me to Hersilia Then think what thy reward shall be Claud. Speak but the thing Sir Sulp. Presently then in some convenient place Set fire on thy Master's House do not wonder I 'll have those ready that shall quench it quickly And in the hurry under pretence of help Bring Hersilia forth at the East-gate That looks towards the Tiber There I 'll wait for her and by my happiness Measure thy own Rewards Claud. Whither shall we fly Sir Sulp. Trouble not thy self leave that to me Dar'st thou do it Claud. When wou'd you have it done Sir Sulp Presently before suspicion can have time to grow Claud. I 'll do it Sir be sure that you wait ready Sulp. Be gone about it let me see it flame Before an hour 's expir'd trust to me And have no fears Claud. I know an unfrequented room Fit for my purpose I 'll do it instantly Expect me at the East-gate Ex. Claud. Sulp. I will not fail 'T is done Mutius 't is a fire already That Fellow is a Servant to Emilius Whom I have made my Slave with Brâ—bes He 's gone about it Are your Friends prepar'd Mut. Beyond sick Men ready to dye for you Sulp. 'T is well I 'll place you in your several stations That she may scape no way Then if we can but carry off our plunder Mut. Pish the fire will have all the Enemies We shall have none Sulp. Where shall our Rendezvouz be Mut At my House of pleasure That stands upon the Tiber That will be least suspected because I live Most in the City besides we have the River To help us to escape if need require Sulp. No better place Gentlemen Pray observe such orders as my Friend Mutius gives you He shall have money to reward you Equal to all your services and beyond modest wishes 1 2. Doubt us not Sir we will be punctual Sulp. Come Mutius as we go We will agree on the particulars Justice has took away all my compassion And when their flames in cruel brightness shine I 'll smile since there was none that pittied mine Exeunt Enter Sertorius and Caska Sert. Have you plac'd the Horses where I appointed Cask Yes Sir Ser. I have but one thing more then to enjoyn thee If I shou'd fall by Tiridates Sword Carry the News thy self unto Hersilia And watch her as thou woud'st an Arrow shot To see whether it hit or no. Cask To what purpose Sir Sert. If she had any pity for me living Her sorrow for me dead will shew it Caska But how Sir shou'd I send you word Sert. 'T is true abundance travel through the Grave But there 's not one of all the multitude Will carry more than his own News about him Why shou'd things so remote beget such strife Beyond our knowledge and beyond our life Succession thus some to fond Joys betray For whose vain hopes their ruine must make way Enter Tiridates Cask Prince Tiridates Sir Sert. O 't is well leave us now Caska And watch where I appointed If Tiridates comes without me Let him receive those helps that I shou'd have Cask This is a cruel Service Sir Sert. Dispute it not Exit Caska Tir. Your pardon Sertorius that I seem'd thus slow I was enforced to make some little stay To 'scape Sulpitius he and Mutius Were earnest in Discourse Sert. May be they are looking us Mutius is bold Nor is that base Sulpitius less than he And thus much Tiridates I 'll acknowledge Had they now met us with their Swords about 'em I shou'd with much more pleasure as your Friend Have took my share against ' em Draws Tir. Assisted by Sertorius I shou'd have been As sure of Conquest as he is now of Victory Draws I have one motion only left to make He that survives â—eâ— him go tell
Hersilia That though his Rival in the fatal Strife Was lost in Death yet Love out-liv'd his Life Sert. I will be just to you but if I fall Carry no news of Love nor me at all For I have thought upon 't and find it vain To me no Message can come back again So to our Forâ—â—â—â— Fight Enter Caska hastily Cask Hold hold as you have Honour hold Sert. Ha Caska What tempts thee to this Folly Cask The saddest Spectacle that ever was Emilius's House seems almost wrapt in Flame The noise of people and the Fire encrease Sert. Take heed you do not play the Fool. Cask Go but to the place where you appointed me to wait And if it be not true cut me to pieces While you doubt You but delay to help Hersilia Tir. Can this be true Cask Or I am more a Villain than I was us'd to be Sert. We may believe him Come Tiridates Hersilia's Danger now our Quarrel ends And when she is unsafe we must be Friends Our Actions some fantastick Planet guides Ill Fortune can unite whom Good divides Exeunt ACT III. SCENE I. The Scene appears a Burning-house Enter Artabaces Artab WHat Noise is this How Noise A House in Flames where e'er I go I see Ruines of several Natures wait on me Hark they cry for help Noise of help 'T were pity to devote my self to Flames To save I know not who what need I care He that is wretched has a Life to spare Fate shall not need look after me I 'll try Which is most careless grown Fortune or I. Exit as into the House Enter Mutius and two Souldiers Mut. No stirring yet 1 Sould. Not as we can see Mut. They are not sindg'd yet Nor do I gaze with such a Gust of Joy As Pyrrhus had to look on burning Troy That this might grow to be Rome's funeral Flame And in its Ashes bury its own Name 2 Sould. Shall we go to th' other side Mut. We 'll keep our motions in this compass 1 S. How shou'd we know the right Lady Mutius Mut. Troth 't was high time to ask Yet to say truth I scarcely know my self But that we may be sure not to mistake Catch up every thing that looks but like a Woman Come softly this way Exeunt Enter Artabaces with Verginia vail'd and in a swoon Art Here 's something yet she was well findg'd And had been over-roasted presently Sets her down Now let me see my purchace Ha my Eyes dazle as if they star'd on Sun-shine I 'll wipe 'em and then look again Her Eyes are clos'd and though with her 't is Night Her Beauty shines without the help of Light A darker Form has hid a Deity But Death's too near for Immortality I 'll bow her gently Nature begins to triumph in the Strife And through her Lips soft Whispers steal of Life How fresh they shew the Roses almost gone For want of air by Breath seem newly blown Ver. Ha where am I Hersilia Sister Hersilia Ha who are you Are you not my Father Art No by no means fair Creature Ver. Are you not a Man Art That 's an odd question yes Ver. You shou'd be then my Father Art That 's right a man indeed shou'd be her Father Aside Ver. Or is there any other man besides my Father Art She 's mad over-heated with the Fire Ver. Pray pardon my want of knowledge I never saw a man besides my Father Till I saw you if you be one Art This is the likeliest thing to be a Virgin That e'er I met with Aside Where have you liv'd to be so ignorant Ver. Among the Vestal Virgins from an Infant And help'd to keep the Sacred Fire alive Art O that my Flame as pure as those might be Fed by your pity though not piety Ver. Help me but back again and I 'll attend With true Devotion those pure Flames you send Art From Ignorance alas her pity grows Her Innocence above a Vertue shews Ver. I had forgot my Father and my Sister May want the help that you ill plac'd in me O pity there 's rather my misery Their Merits and Rewards far exceed mine Art Rewards cou'd never yet my Soul incline Ver. I can invite you then no other way Art Command me to my Death and I obey Ver. Sure all Mankind are not thus vertuous too Art All Womankind do less resemble you Ver. Hark a Noise again O my Father Noise Gentle Sir that gen'rous pity shew Which those above gave you but to bestow Weeps Art Dry up your Tears fair Innocence I only beg if I return That I may find you in this place again Ver. Here you shall find me sending up my Pray'rs For your Success and Happiness Art I had forgot to ask your Name Bows and as going Ver. Verginia Sir my Father's Name 's Emilius You never ask'd me that Art Nor never shou'd I have your word to stay just in this place Ver. You need not doubt I know not where to go Art 'T is all I ask for my Reward Think bright Verginia all your Cares are mine Fortune has play'd her Tricks now Love play thine Exit as into the Burning-house Manet Verginia Ver. Does Heaven on all Mankind such good bestow My Fortune 's excellent or they are so I grow strangely concern'd some unknown Cause A secret warmth into my Bosom draws I blush I know not why my confus'd Sense Whispers that Shame can live with Innocence Mind 's like smooth Paper never writ upon When folded up by some Impression Marks will remain it never had before And ne'er return to former smoothness more Enter Mutius and three or four Mut. No news yet of Sulpitius The Women are all burnt I hope Ha here 's one yet left a very fair one too Come Lady you must along with me Ver. What are you Mut. Why men Ver. You wou'd not be thus rude then Mut. Who the Devil shou'd be rude if men shou'd not Away with her and stay for me Under the Grove I told you of â— Come along Ver. Whither why d' ye pull me Alas you 'll frighten me Mut. She 's wond'rous fair Away with her I hope this is not Hersilia Aside Then 't is fair play Equal Danger equal Plunder Ver. Pray do not pull me I promis'd to stay here Till a Friend come I must not break my word Mut. Indeed you must Away with her Ver. What d' ye mean O my heart fails me Oh. Swoons Mut. Up with her she 'll wake with jogging Stay where I told you I 'll see a little farther And then come to you Exeunt Enter Sulpitius and Hersilia with Claudius and others Sulp. Follow still behind and give me notice If any overtakes us Is Cinna gone to Mutius 1. Yes Sir Her Whither d' you carry me I do command you let me go Sulp. When we are a little farther Free from the Danger that concerns your Honour I will obey you till then believe it was your Service That made me
the Vessel to preserve the freight Mut. I 'll shake thy stubborn Spirit while I feed Thy Life with tortures Death shall death exceed Art Life may be less than Life as it does waste But Death cannot be more than death at last Mut. Who 's there Enter one or two Here Take him away and shut him up from light Let him see nothing but Death's Image Night Art Thou canst not reach the light that I shall find A generous Soul is Sun-shine to the mind Mut. Be gone In the least title he that disobeys His own neglect his wretched Life betrays Ex. with Art Manet Mutius In what encrease of Tempests I am tost Like those in storms afraid of any Coast Now every way to me unsafe appears Reason has left the Helm and Love now steers Yet one Trick more I am resolv'd to try Love's Wisdom is compos'd of Treachery Ho Corbuio Enter Corbulo Cor. Your pleasure Sir Mut. Fetch Verginia hither And send Titus to spy abroad And bring what News he can however Let him not stay for I intend at his return To look my self after Sulpitius Cor. I will Sir Exit Mut. This Fellow sits my humour Like Flies he feeds upon the foulest things And to the rugged'st places fastest clings But I forget my Business I must now With all that 's gentle smooth a rugged Brow And tempt her with feign'd Goodness to believe The shape of Vertue still can best deceive Those that in faithless Oceans take their way Sink in the Storms but 't is the Calms betray Enter Corbulo with Verginia She comes Now leave us Corbulo But stay within my call Exit Corbulo Still drown'd in Sorrow sure my Rage appears As just and far more gentle than your Tears You fear the Storms yet make the Tempests rise While you retain soul Weather in your Eyes Vir. Tempests by Show'rs sometimes are laid to peace Mut. And when you weep for me my Storms will cease Ver. To shew my Gratitude I shew my Fears And poorly pay the Debt of Life with Tears Secure me only this that he shall live Or do not blame the Sorrow that you give Mut. Does not feign'd Gratitude true Passion hide But since only by this it can be try'd Here in a sacred Vow my self I tye By me nor by my means he shall not dye Ver. Now you are gentle And as in Tears I paid to him his due Now with dry'd Eyes I 'll pay my thanks to you Mut. Your Gratitude might find a better way And my kind Vow with one as gentle pay 'T is the same Oath which he has took before To avoid ever seeing of him more Ver. If he has swore alas what need I swear A Vow shou'd be as gentle as a Pray'r Mut. Can Pray'rs to all alike so gentle be Since all the World's Devotions disagree None beg the same the Pray'rs of all the best Are little more than Curses for the rest Enter Corbulo How now Cor. Titus is return'd Sir and says there is most noise By Numa's Grove another joyn'd to him To scout on either side might bring you full Intelligence Mut. No I will go my self In the mean time Think gentlest Maid how little I deny Who ever you command must live or dye Ex. with Ver. Corbulo Come back I have a Business that I dare commit Unto no Care but thine Give out that I am gone And with a shew of pity offer Verginia To bring her to the Stranger in the mean time I 'll place my self to over-hear their Passions The Business will be easie Corb. If 't were hard it were all one to me Mut. Dispatch then my brave Corbulo And send Spurius along with Titus Ex. Corbulo I will search out the Secret of her Heart And find that Passion which she hides with Art May be 't was Charity that fear'd his harm But Charity does seldom shew so warm No no such deep Concerns appear above All taught Affections 't is unlessen'd Love When this Disease of Jealousie can find A way to seize upon a crazy Mind Most things instead of help or giving ease The Humour feed and turn to the Disease Exit Enter Marcellina Hark I listen still for Noise to be my Guide And want yet have too much on every side O Sertorius How I pursue with what uncertainty Yet though I lose my way I follow thee Hurried along upon Love's Wings I move Pursuing Fate and am pursu'd by Love Exit Enter Sulpitius with Hersilia and others Sulp. Be pleas'd to pardon me Madam I was enforced to lead you a by-way Something about we are nearer a place of safety now Her I wou'd not censure but this seems to be A mingle between Force and Courtesie Sulp. Since 't is so hard to gain your clear belief I must be innocent though it gives you Grief Yet for your own sake do not wish to know Time is too hasty and my Tongue too slow Why shou'd his Guilt and Mischief blemish me Yet Silence seems a vertuous Treachery Her Why do you shew such struglings in your Breast Sulp. Nature and Friendship are at a Contest Know then I wou'd you cou'd and I not tell That Tiridates by Sertorius fell You were the Quarrel and for you they strove With equal Courage and with equal Love Till Fortune blinder now than ever prov'd And deny'd Victory to what you lov'd Her Ha Tiridates dead Weeps Sulp. We have no time to talk or to lament Lest we meet Dangers which we shou'd prevent Her Alas my Grief 's the greatest Dangers are Who wou'd flye Death that cannot flye Despair Sul. Sorrow deceives that bids you stay and dye 'T is from Sertorius not from Death you flye Whose Rage had blown it self to such a height It stopp'd not at th' unhappy Princes Fate But presently your Father's Palace blaz'd In circling Flames which his Revenge had rais'd As if 't were just he shou'd the Ruine prove Of his own Hopes that had destroy'd your Love Her Methinks my Love looks mean in Sorrow drest Sure 't wou'd shew greater by Revenge exprest Sulp. Though nothing of your Heart you will resign To me let your Revenge at least be mine Her O Tiridates I have condemn'd my self to dye and grieve Revenge does only my short Life reprieve Enter Sertorius Ha the horrid Monster comes you Pow'rs above Revenge at once Death and an injur'd Love Ser. Have I o'er-took you Villain with your Prize Draws Sul. There 's none is over-took but he that flies Her Defend me now Sulpitius Sert. Ha does Hersilia want such aâ—â— O Heavens her Vertue 's lost or she 's betray'd I will not trisle out my Cause with words Her Let my Revenge and Wrongs assist your Sword Ser. What Riddle 's this she courts his Treachery Then through their Deaths I thus must haste to dye Fights among 'em and kills one Enter Marcellina takes up his Sword and hurts another that is running at Sertorius he turns and she and he fight and Marcellina
y' are in the right Since you were squeamish to forswear her sight I will secure your Eyes without your Vow Ver. Oh Sir by all Mut. Nay no dissembling now Take him away and on his charming sight With burning Irons fear eternal night Cor. How burn out his Eyes Mut. Yes burn out his Eyes Doâ—â— Corbulo demur at Cruelties No more be gone Ver. O hold he bids you stay Mut. He stays to meet his death that dares delay Art Farewel fair Vestal By my Soul's Eyes your Image shall be seen And when 't is dark without I 'll gaze within Ver. O stay I know you will relent you must Need you be cruel when you shou'd be just Preserve your Vow without your Cruelty And do not make your Sin your Piety Exit with Artabaces Mut. Begone I 'll practise what you taught before I 'll shew no pity nor ask yours no more Ver. But you may want pity from those above Mut. Not now since they deny'd it in your Love Ver. They 'll make me pay if you will make me owe. Mut. You are too cunning and the gods too slow Enter Corbulo How now is 't done Cor. No. Mut. Ha! the reason Slave Cor. I think such horrid business was not in our bargain Mut. Pitiful Rascal take that soft reward Strikes him I 'll trust such tender Slaves no more Exit Mutius Cor. Am I thus paid Ver. Alas what does he mean to do Cor. Mischief no doubt Ver. Look on my wrongs or your own injury Revenge on him will prove pity to me Cor. A blow this my reward follow me I will do something but I know not what Ver. The gods wou'd think that I enough had paid Were my Tears measur'd or my Sorrows weigh'd Exeunt Enter Sulpitius with others leading in Hersilla Her Hold or you shall drag me on There 's something in all this like treachery Sertorius now is dead what need we fly Leave me You may be innocent if you obey Sulp. No we have wander'd you may lose your way Her Take heed left I suspect some ill design Sulp. Suspicion will be more your fault than mine Her I fear that I have shar'd his guilt I find Poor Marcellina's Ghost walks in my mind Enter Tiridates Ha! Tiridates false Villain Sulp. Pish 't is his Ghost Here lead her away To the appointed place hold you two stay Her Help Tiridates Exit with Hersilia Tir. Villain look back and see thy Death Sulp. Death is more us'd to obey me than you Dispatch him Fight Tiridates falls 'T is done come for Mutius's House away Exeunt Tir. It will not be Strives to rise I bleed so fast that wither'd Life begins To fade away for want of Nature's Springs And yet I feel no such decay of Love Though Life and Passion from one Fountain move Hersilia Hersilia Swoons Enter Artabaces with his Eyes out and bound Art Where am I now I thought the way to death had been so broad Though I were blind I cou'd not miss the road Death's Lodgings such perpetual darkness have And I seem nothing but a walking Grave Verginia I must never hope to see All Nature's Windows are shut up in me The Sun to me brings an unuseful light About me now I always carry night There 's yet one grief added to all my store Never to see poor Tiridates more Tir. Who 's that names the unfortunate Tiridates Art What noise is this which sadly strikes my Ear A sound like Tiridates Voice I hear Tir. 'T is yet his Voice were not my senses broke I shou'd think too 't were Artabaces spoke Art 'T is Artabaces speaks and seeks about For Tiridates Tir. Why d' you not find me out It is not dark Art Alas 't is dark with me Tir. Here here that I shou'd live once more to see My long-lost Brother 't will scarce shew like death In thy embraces to resign my breath Art O take me in thy arms for mine are ty'd If they were free I have no Eyes to guide Tir. Assist me my weak strength but to unty Those Arms to make my self a place to die Unties him and Artabaces sits down and takes him in his arms Art How dismally we meet like death and night My Arms are now thy strength thy Eyes my sight Tir. What hand or chance shut up those Eyes of thine While I enquire the cause death closes mine Dies Art He sinks Tiridates Brother His pulse is gone 'T is grown a dead low ebb with Lifes warm flood How proper are my tears my Eyes weep blood He 's gones before to rest why must I stay Eyes that are wounds might weep a Life away They drop too slow Life will not at this rate Distil away I 'll seek a quicker fate Starts up Now I have hands they will some death afford I had forgot to ask him for his Sword I 'll grope it out 't is hard I cannot find He creeps up and down for 't on 's knees The means of death Fortune shou'd help the blind O I have it now All steps of Life were going to this home But this does not bring Death but shew 't is come So Motion causes what it can't express 'T is the last Step declares the Weariness One Thought for dear Verginia then Enter Corbulo with Verginia Cor. This way I 'm sure Look where he stands I dare not stay Exit Ver. Heaven reward you Art Who 's there Ver. The horrid Deed is done Look down on him you Pow'rs with Pity too That has no Eyes left to look up to you Art Who 's that which does too late the Gods implore A Musick like that Voice I 've heard before Ver. That I were dumb It is too much that I can speak and see Each Sense is but a sev'ral misery Art It is Verginia guide me where he stand To leave my last Kiss on your sacred Hand She comes to him and gives him her Hand Ver. O do not to despair your Soul resign Your Eyes have been my Guides now see with mine Art 'T is Life not you that I forsake or flye I do but go before you when I dye Ver. Hold hold Give me your Sword 't is fittest for me now I dare not use it and you know not how Art In this condition I can use it best I need no Eyes to guide it to my Breast Enter Mutius and pauses a little Ver. Hold hold Oh Mutius comes Stand behind me Give me your useless Sword for I can see Art Away away those Pow'rs will send Supplies And guide my Sword that took away my Eyes Mut. Fair Cous'ner have I overtook you now With Justice thus I break my slighted Vow Runs at Artabaces he stands still and catches the Hilt of Mutius's Sword as it passes through his Body and kills him Art So I heard him fall I think My Sword feels him now Is he not dead Staggers and falls Ver. Are you not dying too O let me know Art Yes all the while I liv'd I have
your Woes Mar. Harsilia and Verginia Let me embrace you both lest I shou'd wrong My Love which else wou'd stay from one too long Her Dear Marcellina Joy seems perfect now Nor Love nor Fortune gives it without you Tir. Sertorius I now demand my Freedom from your Sword In spight of Torments I have kept my word And silently endur'd my Miseries Though all the while wrack'd by Hersilia's Eyes Sert. To such strict Honour all Rewards are due All I once hop'd I now resign to you Here fair Hersilia may you as happy prove In his as I in Marcellina's Love Tir. How all my Happiness together flows If with Hersilia's Love your Friendship grows Her If I deny it wou'd ingrateful shew I give not Love but pay you what I owe. Sert. How Mutius and Sulpitius too Dead both together Sul. No wou'd it were true Mutius you see has better Luck than I He 's quiet past the sense of Misery Sert. By whom fell Mutius Art By the Unfortunate One that came here to fetch not bring a Fate While Tiridates liv'd and was not free I blush'd at my own Life and Liberty Hither I come either or both to pay But lost my Freedom by another way 'T is I Armenia's wretched Prince whom yet Rome wants to make her Victory compleat Let Tiridates live and let me find But a swift Death and Rome's as great as kind Ter. Sertorius if your Friendship can extend To love Rome's Enemy because my Friend No Conquest that you ever gain'd before Can exceed this or will become you more Sert. Dear Tiridates were he not to you So lov'd a Brother to his worth were due All that you ask 't is more than Victory Thus to embrace so brave an Enemy Art You Romans all the World sure must obey Since you know how to Conquer every way Tir. Permit me fair Hersilia to present Him whose dear Loss I did so long lament Ver. If for my sake you can more Love bestow My Life and Honour unto him I owe. Her Either of these are tyes enough to prove Strict Bonds not Motives to oblige my Love Mar. My Debts Sir and Hersilia's are the same Art You oblige one has nothing but a Name My Heart though not o'ercome by Miseries I lost a Conquest to Verginia's Eyes While I was mis'rable she did express Concerns like Love but they are all grown less For she will now forsake the World and me Good gods give me again my misery Dear Corbulo repent and make me blind For when I 'm wretched she 'll again be kind Ver. What have I done that you shou'd tempt your Fate And beg the gods to be unfortunate Art Did you not say you wou'd forsake me now Ver. To go to Heaven do I fly from you There by my Pray'rs my Love will best be try'd You shall have more than all the World beside Art It is a strange Devotion takes away The Happiness for which it seems to pray Enter Emilius and others Ver. My Father Emil. Ha Hersilia and Verginia Does not the sondness of my Eyes betray O let me thus confirm my Happiness Till my Embraces grow to weariness My Joys encrease Ha! Marcellina too All Comforts next to them are brought by you And since Sertorius finds his Happiness In yours to Tiridates I 'll express My promis'd Care that he may happy prove Like you in mine and his Hersilia's love Tir. Those Blessings that you give are such a store I almost blush that I must ask you more See Sir my long-lost Brother that here brought His Life for mine and his own Ruine sought Our Country gave the Roman Victories Its King 's now vanquish'd by a Roman's Eyes Yet Sir your pity will like Justice shew To pay a Love where she a Life does owe. Ver. I owe him Sir my Life I do confess And mean to pay him more than Love not less I wou'd return and see the World no more And there for him unwearied Heaven implore Emil. No dear Verginia such a Piety That robs me of thy sight were guilt in thee Nor need you fear brave Prince your own Success Our Gratitude enjoyns your Happiness Art Fair Vestal since you must no more return To those pity the Flames that in me burn You shall for ever have a Vestal's Name And like them always keep alive a Flame Ver. Since 't is my Father's pleasure that I stay 'T is you that make me willing to obey Press me no more till I by Time may prove In yours as well instructed as my Love Art That breath all my Misfortunes blows away The loss of Scepters Love can over-pay Sert. Brave Sir y 'ave lost no Crown for you shall find A Prince that loves the Conquest of the Mind The great Augustus whose bright Nature brings More surer Conquest than his Sword or Kings Take up that wretched Man that nothing may Hang heavy on the Joys of this bright Day He 's still my Brother and may yet repent A hopeless Love must be his punishment How all our Joys are set in foils of Woes As after Darkness Light the brighter shews So from our Sorrows all our Joys encrease And unto Love Rome owes a Friend and Peace EPILOGUE Spoken by M r Lacy who is suppos'd to enter as intending to speak the Epilogue for the TRAGEDY BY your leave Gentlem How what do I see How all alive Then there 's no use for me ' Troth I rejoice you are reviv'd agen And so farewel good living Gentlemen 1. Nay Mr. Lacy. La. What wou'd you have with me I can't speak Epilogues ex tempore The Poet has done craftily to day H 'as spoil'd my Epilogue perhaps his Play H 'as cur'd 'em all a very pretty prank And from a Poet turn'd a Mountebank Well If nothing pleases but Variety I 'll turn Rageu into a Tragedy When Lacy like a whining Lover dies Though you hate Tragedies 't will wet your Eyes Letters of Marque are granted every where And one Prize-Office is kept always here All that are Phlegmatick are Enemies Which makes Poets and Dutchmen certain Prize All that I wish is that the Dutch may fight With as ill fortune as we Poets write I thought to have spoke something of the Play But you 'll think what you please whate'er I say FINIS THE Great Favourite OR THE DUKE OF LERMA A TRAGEDY As it was Acted at the THEATRE-ROYAL By His MAJESTY's Servants Written by the Honourable Sir ROBERT HOWARD LONDON Printed for Henry Herringman and are to be Sold by R. Bentley J. Tonson F. Saunders and T. Bennet M DC XCII TO THE READER I Cannot plead the usual Excuse for Publishing this Trisle which is commonly the Subject of most Prefaces by charging it upon the Importunity of Friends for I confess I was my self willing at the first Desire of Mr. Herringman to Print it not for any great Opinion that I had entertain'd but for the Opinion that others were pleas'd to express which being told me
a Prostitute or to be thought so I shall show there Sir not like a Sun But like a Meteor risen on a sudden Whose false light quickly slides into a vapour Ler. Ha! Dost thou in Disobedience shew thy vertue And with those guilty Eyes that may preserve me Gaze unconcern'd on my approaching ruine Mar. Heaven will defend you Sir Ler. I will not trouble Heaven when you may do 't Did you not hear my Banishment and Death Charg'd on the young King as his Father's Legacy Of safety to his Crown Was he not going Just to pronounce it too when thy bright Eyes Arrested all his Anger at Love's Sute Mar. What should I do Ler. Keep still his heat alive or I am sent To an Eternal Coldness and like a Crocodile Thou may'st then weep o'er him thou hast destroy'd Mar. Were there no way Sir but by my Death To make your Life secure I wou'd resign It willingly and pay you back The Life I borrow'd of you Ler. No 't is the Death of others then must save me Since I must fall excuse me curs'd necessity For I will sow Murders so thick and sudden That Death shall have a fruitful Harvest Mar. What d' ye talk of Sir Ler. Of Death Mar. Of whose Ler. Of those that have the power of mine Mar. Not of the King 's Sir Ler. Yes of the King 's why d' ye start Nature has no exceptions though Laws have Mar. Direct me Heaven Ler. Come I trifle And play with my own dangers farewel I 'll leave a Father's Curse behind me And only stay to please my Eyes with ruine Before mine comes Offers to go Mar. Stay Sir I know not what to say I will do any thing I should have said That had been honest but that is disobedience I beg Sir but one minutes time to think Ler. Do while I call the Confessor Be sudden in your thoughts for death depends Upon your Meditations Exit Mar. What storms are risen in my shaken breast Thoughts succeed thoughts like restless troubled waves Dashing out one another if I deny My Father to avoid his destiny May reach that sacred Life which I may save If I discover this my Father dies Vertue thou shalt protect me before heaven Though not from this bad world Ah me The only way now left me to preserve A King and Father is t' expose my Fame Hard fate when Vertue is the guide to shame Enter Lerma with the Confessor Ler. Come Are you resolv'd Mar. I am Sir Ler. To what Mar. Obedience Sir Ler. Oh Maria thou breath'st new life into me And I could waste it in embracing thee But time will not allow me choice in happiness Here Father carry her where I appointed Remember only this my dear Maria Be not too easie nor too nice she 's wise That rules as much by Craft as by her Eyes Ex. Maria and Confessor So now I may rise To be a Pyramid For I have laid a large foundation The Queen must be remember'd and forgotten Or she may shake my politick structures Enter Caldroon How now Caldroon what has transported thee There is a kind of wantonness that plays On thy pleas'd Countenance what is the matter Cald. Nothing but your good fortune cou'd Have caus'd it Ler. Why didst thou meet the Confessor That told thee Cald. No. Ler. How didst thou hear it then Cald. The quick-ey'd Rascals spy'd it Ler. Who Cald. Poor suffering fellows whose business Is to watch on every change of power They have heard of the King's smiles And are now in full cry hunting after you Ler. Good Excellent Cald. They were running on a wrong track But I hollow'd 'em in see my Lord They have found you walk by Leave 'em to my managing Enter two or three Suitors they follow Caldroon fawningly and how to Lerma He walks smiling Ler. Good very good Cald. Well my Lord is now a little busie Suit We ever pray'd for your Grace Exeunt Ler. Kind Rogues Here 's an alteration strange as Winter's Thunder Not two days since neglected as the Grave That holds dead Inmates now I grow warm The Flies begin to buzze and swarm about me What an attractive force has a King's favour The Dogs now fawn upon me that before Started away and bark'd like little Curs At some unusual Traveller I was grown Useless like a dull piece of Iron of no vertue Till by a Loadstone touch'd and then it gathers Such a magnetick Power 's in a King Where he but kindly touches others cling Exeunt SCENE II. Enter King D' Alva Alcara and Bruchero at a distance the King is pensive D' Alva What fatal sadness like a sullen Cloud Hangs on his growing Brightness Alca. That cursed sight of Lerma's Daughter Has sunk the hopes and fortunes of all Spain When must our dangers have an end When Lerma can beget ' em King My Lords I wou'd be private D' Alva Wou'd your heavy thoughts Sir Were as obedient as we are And would at your command depart King I have not yet desir'd 'em to be gone D' Alva Have you the power Sir to force 'em King I have not power enough it seems To compel your obedience Alca. We will be gone to death when you command Let us but leave you happy in your life Bru. Oh Mighty Sir King No more I did not doubt your Loves or Loyalty I have some business in my thoughts That does require weighing stay without Exeunt Oh what a Traytor is my Love That thus unthrones me I am no longer King Of any thing but sorrow and my griefs Have but a half obedience they will stay But wou'd not go shou'd I command 'em from me I see the errors that I would avoid And have my Reason still but not the use on 't It hangs about me like a wither'd Limb Bound up and numb'd by some disease's Frost The Form the same but all the use is lost Enter Lerma with Maria. She comes and in her mighty Beauty Has drawn new forces up so wondrous powerful That Reason shrinks to Venture the dispute Ler. Mighty Sir We come like Pilgrims creeping to a shrine Of some blest Saint by whom kind Heaven Dispenc'd its showre of Mercies on their Crown'd Devotions King And I like him that gave me power And pleas'd with Mercies when acknowledg'd But this Pilgrim you better might have call'd Your Saint or Mine for her fair Mediation Is your Blessing Rise Maria Your knees must bow to nothing but to Heaven Mar. That they do now for you Sir though to you For while I bend my knees before my King I beg that Heaven would preserve you so And give you power over your self and others King Ha! Ler. Death she will spoil me yet King Wou'd Heaven wou'd grant her Prayers Ler. Fond Girl no more of these dull Orizons Aside Mighty Sir I leave this blessing of my life To be a witness of my Loyalty malice it self Cannot I hope shake you against this testimony Exit King Why
My business will seem strange too Emil. Pray quickly Sir I am staid for Mir. That 's part of it Emil. Of what Mir. Why of my business to desire you not to go Emil. What mean you Sir why do you gaze so wildly I hope your thoughts are not so much unsettl'd As your looks why do you desire me not to go Mir. Why you go to be married do you not Emil. Yes what do you mean Pray leave me Mir. I must not nay I cannot leave you Emil. Not leave me What is the business That thus unseasonably you stay me for Mir. I know I have done ill to trouble you But who can help it Love and Whirlwinds Will have their giddy courses The story 's short I saw and lov'd you Wonder not Lightning burns at a flash When lesser Fires do by degrees consume Emil. It is not well to give me this strange trouble How did you come to meet me Pray say no more I must obey and marry Mir. Do and be happy 'T is true I might have dy'd without afflicting you For that I ask forgiveness Emil. I forgive you freely Mir. This then finishes my Wooing He draws a Poniard Emil. Hold you do not mean so madly Mir. I mean thus soberly Emil. Where is your Reason and your Justice Sir â— Think on 't wou'd you rob another of his right Your near Relation too Mir. Not by dying do I Emil. That offends Heaven at whose disposal You ought to be Mir. I am so you are my Heaven here And you dispose me to my Fate Emil. Why d' you cruelly disturb me I know You dare not be so injurious as to Destroy at once your self and all my peace Mir. You mistake Alas I have not courage enough to try Whether or no I can endure to live Emil. Oh you have ruin'd me what shall I do Mir. I am sorry I have troubled you indeed I am But you began to plague me first I was at peace with Woman-kind that is I lov'd none till your eyes began the quarrel Emil. What wou'd you have me do how can I now A void this Marriage ready for the Temple Ingag'd by my Obedience and my Promise Mir. You may pretend a sudden sickness Madam Emil. I need not much pretend it But what is your design in this Mir. I dare not name a Pardon at the first I only beg to be Repriev'd that I may try If it be possible to love you less And you may try to love me more But if you think it too much mercy to Reprieve me Pronounce my Sentence quickly you shall find me Your faithful Executioner Emil. You press me strangely I dare not be the cause of any murther Live I will not marry by all that 's good I will not But from this time see me no more Cruel disturber of my Peace Mir. I lost mine first by seeing you And though I promis'd to obey one Sentence Yet this is too hard dying's easier I cannot promise never to see you more and live Emil. Be gone and leave the most unhappy of all Women Mir. I go remember only this Vow I leave behind Never to live to see you wretched or unkind Exit Emil. Ah me I need not wholly counterfeit Sickness I have an Ague in my thoughts Which shakes my Soul I shall grow faint indeed Governess Enter Taccola Tac. O sweet Charge there 's old calling for you Emil. I cannot go yet lead me to my Chamber I fear I shall grow ill Tac. How how Emil. Prithee peace Tac. Why what a God's name hath this young Fellow done What is he gone and left you Emil. Nothing nothing prithee along I faint Exeunt SCENE III. Enter Bottolo Bot. Hey day what doings there 's within Signior Brancadoro has lost his Mistress By this time they are hunting on a cold scent Or else have quite given her over I wonder my Mistress had not the wit To run away and hide for good and all From her old Caterpillar Hark there 's a new Noise within Noise within And louder too than ever I 'm a Villain If I don't fansie I hear Taccola's shrieks A note above them all what shou'd this mean Enter Brancadoro Bran. O Bottolo did'st thou see my Mistress As I live and breathe I never took more pains a Squirrel-hunting Than I have done in seeking her I would give any thing in reason to any That could but bring Tale or Tidings of her Bot. That reasonable Reward would prove a Julio Bran. Come Bottolo prithee come and help to look her Exit Brancadoro Bot. I had rather help to hide her from such A covetous vapouring Coxcomb How now Enter Moreno hastily Mor. O Bottolo Bottolo run run Bottolo Bot. Whither Sir Mor. Any whither run run fetch a Physician quickly O my Daughter my Daughter What art thou here yet Bot. Why what ails my Mistress Mor. Dying dying she fainted suddenly And lies without a sign of life Bot. A pretty Wedding towards poor Soul Who can blame her to be afraid to be clasp'd by an old Ivy Whose embraces never suffer any thing to prosper Mor. Art thou not gone yet Run quickly Sirrah To Leonardo the Phycisian make all the haste thou canst Bot. I knew there wou'd no good come of this Wedding First or last I go Sir I go Exit Bottolo Enter Castruccio Cast. O mischief No hearing of my Niece Mor. My Daughter my Daughter 's going Cast. And my Niece is quite gone Every corner has been search'd but no finding her Oh oh what a sad day is this Mor. Never a hopeful Morning so o'recast Cast. O my Mistress O my Niece Undone undone Mor. Let 's in and advise together I have sent Bottolo for a Physician Exeunt SCENE IV. Enter Miranzo Mir. There 's yet some hopes the subtle Politician That cannot reach his ends in peace throws all Into disorder He snatches others first from their enjoyments And that makes way for his designs I find we are alike for Peace must be More fatal than Love's Civil War to me What a world of thoughts now offer Their troublesom service to me Wou'd my Man Baptista were come Heaven prevent mischance I cannot doubt his truth I trusted him to help my Sister's flight to the Nunnery No way was left at last but that To cozen Brancadoro of her The Fool had almost flown her to a Mark O Cialto I have strange News to tell thee Enter Cialto Cial. Your looks express as much I thought sorrow and wildness Had hung upon no brow but mine Where have you been What is the Wedding finish'd Why are you thus confus'd ha where 's Samira Mir. Not married to Brancadoro nor ever shall Cial. O my best Friend pardon my fears How safe I am in thee But where is she Mir. You shall know presently I appointed my man Baptista To wait my coming to this place But an accident has brought me sooner than I thought Cial. Bless me What accident In thine eyes appears A strange
C. Car No. Teg. Upon my Soul but he has now I took it for him And he has taken it from me that he has Ruth What sport are we now like to have 2 C. What Fellow 's that C. Car. A poor simple Fellow that serves me Peace Teg. Teg. Let them not prate so then 2 C. Well Gentlemen it remains Whether you 'll take the Covenant C. Car. This is strange and differs from your own Principle To impose on other Mens Consciences Mr. Day Pish we are not here to dispute we act According to our instructions and we cannot admit any To compound without taking it therefore your answer Teg. Why was it for no matter then that I have taken The Covenant You there Mr. Committee Do you hear that now C. Car. No we will not take it much good may it do them That have swallows large enough 'T will work one day in their Stomachs Cl. Bl. The day may come when those that suffer for their Consciences and honour may be rewarded Mr. Day I I you make an Idol of that honour C. Bl. Our Worships then are different you make that Your Idol which brings your Interest We can obey that which bids us lose it Arb. Brave Gentlemen Ruth I stare at 'em till my Eyes ake 2 C. Gentlemen you are men of dangerous Spirits Know we must keep our rules and instructions lest we Lose what providence hath put into our hands C Care Providence such as Thieves rob by 2. C. What 's that Sir Sir you are too bold C. Car. Why in good sooth you may give losers Leave to speak I hope your Honours out of your bowels of Compassion will permit us to take over our departing Acres Mr. Day It is well you are so merry C. Car. O ever whil'st you live clear souls make light hearts Faith wou'd I might ask one question 2 C. Swear not then C Car. Thou shalt not covet thy Neighbours Goods There 's a Rowland for your Oliver my question is only Which of all you is to have our Estates or will you Make Traitors of them draw 'em and quarter them 2 C. You grow abusive C. Bl. No no 't is only to entreat the honourable persons That will be pleased to be our House-keepers to keep them In good Reparations we may take possession again Without the help of the Covenant 2 C. You will think better on 't and take this Covenant C. Car. We will be as rotten first as their hearts That invented it Ruth ' Slife Arbella we 'l have these two men There are not two such again to be had for love nor money Mr. Day Well Gentlemen your follies light upon your Own heads we have no more to say C. Car. Why then hoist Sails for a new World D'hear Blunt what Gentlewoman is that C. Bl. 'T is their witty Daughter I told thee of C. Car. I 'll go to speak to 'em I 'd fain convert That pretty Covenanter C. Bl. Nay prithee let 's go C. Car. Lady I hope you 'l have that good fortune Not to be troubled with the Covenant Arb. If they do I 'll not take it C. Bl. Brave Lady I must love her against my will C. Car. For you pretty one I hope your Portion will Be enlarged by our Misfortunes remember your benefactors Ruth If I had all your Estates I cou'd afford you as good a thing C. Car. Without taking the Covenant Ruth Yes but I would invent another Oath C. Car. Upon your Lips Ruth Nay I am not bound to discover C. Bl. Prithee come is this a time to spend in fooling C. Car. Now have I forgot every thing C. Bl. Come let 's go 2. Gentlemen void the Room C Car. Sure 't is impossible that Kite Shou'd get that pretty Merlin C. Bl. Come prithee let 's go these Muck-worms will have Earth enough to stop their mouths with one day C. Car. Pray use our Estates husband-like and so our Most honourable Bailiffs farewel Mr. Day You are rude Door-keeper put 'em forth there Keep Come forth ye there this is not a place for such as you Teg. Ye are a Rascal that you are now Keep And please your Honours this profane Irish-man swore An Oath at the door even now when I Wou'd have put him out 2 C. Let him pay for 't Keep Here you must pay or lye by the heels Teg. What must I pay by the heels I will not pay by â—â— hâ—â—â—s that I will not upon my soul 〈…〉 Here here 's a Shilling for thee be quiet Exeunt 〈…〉 Well I have not curs'd you now that I have not 〈…〉 〈…〉 I had cursed then Keep That had been Six-pence Teg. Upon my soul now I have but one Six-pence that I â—â—ave not Here though I will give it thee for a Curse there Mr. Committee now there is Six-pence for the Curse before-hand Mr. Committee and a Plague take you all Runs out Ruth Hark ye Arbella 't were a sin not to love these men Arb. I am not guilty Ruth Mrs. Day Has this honourable Board any other Command 2 C. Nothing farther good Mrs. Day Gentlewoman You have nothing to care for but be grateful And kind to Mr. Abel Arb. I desire to know what I must directly trust to Or I will complain Mrs. Day The Gentlewoman needeth not doubt she shall Suddenly perceive the good that is intended her If she does not interpose in her own light Mr. Day I pray withdraw the Committee has pass'd their Order and they must now be private 2 Com. Nay pray Mistress withdraw So Brethren we have Finish'd this day's work and let us always keep The Bonds of Unity unbroken walking hand in Hand and scattering the Enemy Mr. Day You may perceive they have Spirits never to be Reconcil'd they walk according to Nature and are Full of inward darkness 2 Com. It is well truly for the good people that they Are so obstinate whereby their Estates may Of right fall into the hands of the chosen which Truly is a mercy Mr. Day I think there remaineth nothing farther But to adjourn till Munday Take up the Papers there and bring home to me their Honours Order for Mrs. Arbella's Estate So Brethren we separate our selves to our Particular endeavours till we join in Publick on Munday two of the Clock And so Peace remain with you Exeunt ACT III. SCENE I. Col. Careless Col. Blunt and Lieutenant Lieu. BY my faith a sad Story I did apprehend this Covenant Wou'd be the Trap. C. Car. Never did any Rebels fish with such Cormorants no Stoppage about their throats the Rascals are all swallow C. Bl. Now am I ready for any Plot I 'll go find some of these Agitants and fill up a blank Commission with my Name And if I can but find two or three gather'd together They are sure of me I will please my self however With endeavouring to cut their throats C. Car. Or do something to make them hang us that we may But part
For each too narrow yet both claim it whole Love as the younger must be forc'd away Hence with the Captives General and convey To several Prisons that young Man and this Peruvian Woman Trax. How concern'd she is I must know more Mont. Fair Princess why shou'd I Involve that sweetness in my destiny I cou'd out-brave my death were I alone To suffer but my fate must pull yours on My breast is armed against all sence of fear But where your Image lies 't is tender there Ynca Forbear thy saucy love she cannot be So low but still she is too high for thee Zemp. Be gone and do as I command away Mont. I ne'er was truly wretched 'till this day Orazia Think half your sorrows on Orazia fall And be not so unkind to suffer all Patience in Cowards is tame hopeless fear But in brave minds a scorn of what they bear Exit Ynca Montezuma Orazia Traxalla Zemp. What grief is this which in your face appears Aca. The badge of sorrow which my Soul still wears Zemp. Though thy late actions did my â—nger move It cannot rob thee of a Mother's love Why shou'dst thou grieve Grief seldom join'd with blooming youth is seen Can sorrow be where knowledge soâ—â—ce has been Fortune does well for heedless youth provide But Wisdom does unlucky age misguide Cares are the train of present power and staâ—e But hope lives best that on himself doâ—s waâ—â— O happiest Fortune if well â—â—derstood The certain prospect of a future good Aca. What joy can Empire bring me when I know That all my greatness to your crimes â— owe Zemp. Yours be the joy be mine the punishment Aca. In vain alas that wish to Heaven is sent For me if fair Orazia must not live Zemp. Why shou'd you ask me what I cannot give She must be sacrific'd Can I bestow What to the Gods by 〈…〉 Aca. O plead not Vows I wish you had not shown You slighted all things 〈◊〉 for a Thâ—oâ—e Zemp. I love thee so that though fear follow still And horrour urges all that have been 〈◊〉 I cou'd for thee Act o'r my crimes â—â—en and not â—epâ—nt Even when I bore the shame and punishment Aca. Cou'd you so many ill acts undertake And not perform one good 〈◊〉 â—or my sake Zemp. Prudence permits not pity 〈◊〉 be shown To those that rais'd the War to shake my â—â—rone Aca. As you are wise permit 〈…〉 just What Prudence will not venture 〈◊〉 must We owe our Conquest to 〈…〉 'T is just his Prisoners be to hiâ— restor'd I love Orazia but a nobler way Than for my Love my Honour to betray Zemp. Honour is but an itch in youthful Blood Of doing Acts extravagantly good We call that Vertue which is only Heat That reigns in Youth till Age finds out the cheat Aca. Great Actions first did her Affections move And I by greater wou'd regain her love Zemp. Urge not a Suit which I must still deny Orazia and her Father both shall dye Be gone I 'll hear no more Aca. You stop your Ears But though a Mother will not Heaven will hear Like you I vow when to the Pow'rs Divine You pay her guiltless Blood I 'll offer mine Ex. Acacis Zemp. She dies this happy Rival that enjoys The Stranger 's love and all my hopes destroys Had She triumph'd what cou'd She more have done Than robb'd the Mother and enslav'd the Son Nor will I at the name of Cruel stay Let dull successive Monarchs mildly sway Their Conquering Fathers did the Laws forsake And broke the Old e're they the New cou'd make I must pursue my Love yet Love enjoy'd Will with esteem that caus'd it first grow less But Thirst and Hunger fear not to be cloy'd And when they be are cur'd by their Excess Enter Traxalla Trax. Now I shall see what thoughts her Heart conceals For that which Wisdom covers Love reveals Madam the Prisoners are dispos'd Zemp. They are And how fares our Young blustering Man of War Does he support his Chains with patience yet Trax. He and the Princess Madam Zemp. Are they met Trax. No but from whence is all this Passion grown Zemp. 'T was a mistake Trax. I find this rash Unknown Is dangerous and if not timely Slain May plunge your Empire in new Wars again Zemp. Thank ye I shall consider Trax. Is that all The Army doat on him already call You cruel and for ought I know they may By force Unchain and Crown him in a day Zemp. You say I have already had their curse For his bad usage shou'd I use him worse Trax. Yet once you fear'd his Reputation might Obscure the Prince's in the People's sight Zemp. Time will inform us best what course to steer But let us not our Sacred Vows defer The Ynca and his Daughter both shall Dye Trax. He Suffers justly for the War but why Shou'd she share his sad fate a poor pretence That birth shou'd make a crime of innocence Zemp. Yet we destroy the poisonous Vipers young Not for themselves but those from whom they sprung Trax. O no they die not for their Parents sake But for the poisonous seed which they partake Once more behold her and then let her dye If in that face or person you can see But any place to fix a Cruelty The Heavens have Clouds and spots are in the Moon But faultless Beauty shines in her alone Zemp. Beauty has wrought compassion in your mind Trax. And you to Valour are become as kind To former services there 's something due Yet be advised Zemp. Yes by my self not you Trax. Princes are sacred Zemp. True whilst they are free But power once lost farewell their sanctity 'T is power to which the Gods their worship owe Which uncontroul'd makes all things just below Thou do'st the Plea of saucy Rebels use They will be judge of what their Prince must chuse Hard fate of Monarchs not allow'd to know When safe but as their Subjects tell them so Then Princes but like publick Pageants move And seem to sway because they sit above Ex. Zemp. Trax. She loves him in one moment this new Guest Has drove me out from this false Womans Breast They that wou'd fetter Love with Constancy Make Bonds to Chain themselves but leave him free With what impatience I her fallhood bear Yet do my self that which I blame in her But Interest in my own Cause makes me see That Act unjust in her but just in me Exit Traxalla Ismeron asleep in the Scene Enter Zempoalla Zemp. Ho Ismeron Ismeron He stirs not ha in such a dismal Cell Can gentle Sleep with his soft blessings dwell Must I feel tortures in a humane Breast While Beasts and Monsters can enjoy their Rest What quiet they possess in sleeps calm bliss The Lions cease to roar the Snakes to hiss While I am kept awake Only to entertain my Miseries Or if a slumber steal upon my Eyes Some horrid Dream my lab'ring Soul benums And
brings Fate to me sooner than it comes Fears most oppress when sleep has seiz'd upon The outward parts and left the Soul alone What envy'd blessing 's these curs'd things enjoy Next to possess 't is pleasure to destroy Ismeron ho Ismeron Ismeron Stamps Ism. Who 's that with so loud and fierce a call Disturbs my rest Zemp. She that has none at all Nor ever must unless thy powerful Art Can charm the Passions of a troubled heart Ism. How can you have a discontented mind To whom the Gods have lately been so kind Zemp. Their envious kindness how can I enjoy When they give Blessings and the use destroy Ism. Dread Empress tell the cause of all your grief If Art can help be sure of quick Relief Zemp. I dream'd before the Altar that I led A mighty Lion in a twisted thread I shook to hold him in so slight a tie Yet had not power to seek a remedy When in the midst of all my fears a Dove With hovering Wings descended from above Flew to the Lion and Embraces spread With Wings like clasping Arms about his head Making that murm'ring noise that cooing Doves Use in the soft expression of their Loves While I fix'd by my wonder gaz'd to see So mild a Creature with so fierce agree At last the gentle Dove turn'd from his head And pecking try'd to break the slender thread Which instantly she sever'd and releas'd From that small bond the fierce and mighty Beast Who presently turn'd all his rage on me And with his Freedom brought my Destiny Ism. Dread Empress this strange Vision you relate Is big with wonder and too full of fate Without the Gods assistance to expound In those low Regions where sad Night hangs round The drowsie Vaults and where moist Vapors steep The God's dull brows that sways the Realm of Sleep There all th' informing Elements repair Swift Messengers of Water Fire and Air To give account of Actions whence they came And how they govern every mortal frame How from their various mixture or their strife Are known the Calms and Tempests of our Life Thence Souls when Sleep their Bodies overcome Have some imperfect knowledge of their doom From those dark Caves those Powers shall strait appear Be not afraid whatever shapes they wear Zemp. There 's nothing thou canst raise can make me start A living form can only shake my heart Ism. You twice Ten Hundred Deiâ—ies To whom we daily sacrifice You Powers that dwell with Fate below And see what men are doom'd to do Where Elements in discord dwell Thou God of Sleep arise and tell Great Zempoalla what strange Fate Must on her dismal Vision wait Zemp. How slow these Spirits are Call make them rise Or they shall fast from Flame and Sacrifice Ism. Great Empress Let not your rage offend what we adore And vainly threaten when we must implore Sit and silently attend While my powerful Charms I end By the creaking of the Toad In their Caves that make aboad Earthy Dun that pants for breath With her swell'd sides full of death By the Crested Adders Pride That along the Clifts do glide By thy visage fierce and black By the Deaths-head on thy back By the twisted Serpents plac'd For a Girdle round thy Waste By the Hearts of Gold that dâ—ck Thy Brest thy Shoulders and thy Neck From thy sleepy Mansion rise And open thy unwilling Eyes While bubling Springs their Musick keep That use to lull thee in thy sleep God of Dreams rises God Seek not to know what must not be reveal'd Joys only flow where Fate is most conceal'd Too busie Man wou'd find his Sorrows more If future Fortunes he shou'd know before For by that knowledge of his Destiny He wou'd not live at all but always die Enquire not then who shall from Bonds be freed Who 't is shall wear a Crown and who shall bleed All must submit to their appointed doom Fate and Misfortune will too quickly come Let me no more with powerful Charms be prest I am forbid by Fate to tell the rest The God descends Zemp. Stay Couz'ner thou that hat'st clear truth like light And usest words dark as thy own dull night You Tyrants Gods do you refuse to free The Soul you gave from its perplexity Why shou'd we in your mercies still believe When you can never pity though we grieve For you have bound your selves by harsh decrees And those not you are now the Deities Sits down sad Ism. She droops under the weight of Rage and Care You Spirits that inhabit in the Air With all your powerful Charms of Musick try To bring her Soul back to its Harmony SONG is suppos'd sung by Aerial Spirits POor Mortals that are clog'd with Earth below Sink under Love and Care While we that dwell in Air Such heavy Passions never know Why then should Mortals be Unwilling to be free From Blood that sullen Cloud Which shining Souls does shroud Then they 'l shew bright And like us light When leaving Bodies with their Care They slide to us and Air. Zemp. Death on these Trifles Cannot your Art find Some means to ease the Passions of the Mind Or if you cannot give a Lover rest Can you force Love into a Scornful Breast Ism. 'T is Reason only can make Passions less Art gives not new but may the old encrease Nor can it alter Love in any Breast That is with other flames before possess'd Zemp. If this be all your slighted Art can do I 'll be a Fate both to your Gods and you I 'll kindle other Flames since I must burn And all their Temples into ashes turn Ism. Great Queen Zemp. If you wou'd have this Sentence staid Summon their Godheads quickly to your aid And presently compose a Charm that may Loves flames into the Strangers Breast convey The Captive Stranger he whose Sword and Eyes Where e'er they strike meet ready Victories Make him but burn for me in flames like mine Victims shall bleed and feasted Altars shine If not Down go your Temples and your Gods shall see They have small use of their Divinity Exeunt ACT IV. SCENE I. The Scene opens and discovers Montezuma sleeping in Prison Enter Traxalla leading in Orazia Trax. NOW take your choice and bid him live or die To both shew Pity or shew Cruelty 'T is you that must condemn I 'll only act Your Sentence is more cruel than my Fact Oraz. You are most cruel to disturb a mind Which to approaching Fate was so resign'd Trax. Reward my Passions and you 'll quickly prove There 's none dare sacrifice what I dare love Next to thee Stranger wake and now resign The bold pretences of thy Love to mine Or in this fatal minute thou shalt find Mont Death Fool in that thou maist be just and kind 'T was I that lov'd Orazia yet did raise The storm in which she sinks why dost thou gaze Or stay thy hand from giving that just stroke Which rather than prevent I wou'd
since love seems less you may forgive I wou'd not have you dye nor have him live Yet if he dies alas what shall I do I cannot dye with him and live with you Mont. How vainly we pursue this generous strife Parting in death more cruel than in life Weep not we both shall have one destiny As in one flame we liv'd in one we 'll dye Trax. Why do we waste in vain these precious hours Each minute of his Life may hazard ours The Nation does not live whilst he enjoys His life it is his safety that destroys He shall fall first and teach the rest to dye Zemp. Hold Who is it that commands ha you or I Your Zeal grows saucy sure you may allow Your Empress freedom first to pay her Vow Trax. She may allow a justice to be done By him that rais'd his Empress to her Throne Zemp. You are too bold Trax. And you too passionate Zemp. Take heed with his you urge not your own fate For all this pity is now due to me Mont. I hate thy offer'd mercy more than thee Trax. Why will not then the fair Orazia give Life to her self and let Traxalla live Mont. Orazia will not live and let me dye She taught me first this cruel jealousie Orazia I joy that you have learn'd it That flame not like immortal love appears Where death can cool its warmth or kill its fears Zemp. What shall I do am I so quite forlorn No help from my own pride nor from his scorn My Rival's death may more effectual prove He that is robb'd of hope may cease to love Here lead these Offerings to their deaths Trax. Let none Obey but he that will pull on his own Zemp. Tempt me not thus false and ingrateful too Trax. Just as ungrateful and as false as you Zemp. 'T is thy false love that fears her destiny Trax. And your false love that fears to have him dye Zemp. Seize the bold Traytor Trax. What a slighted frown Troubles your brow feared nor obeyed by none Come prepare for Sacrifice Enter Acacis weakly Aca. Hold hold such Sacrifices cannot be Devotion 's but a solemn Cruelty How can the Gods delight in humane Blood Think 'em not cruel if you think 'em good In vain we ask that mercy which they want And hope that pity which they hate to grant Zemp. Retire Acacis Preserve thy self for 't is in vain to waste Thy breath for them The fatal Vow is past Aca. To break that Vow is juster than commit A greater Crime by your preserving it Zemp. The Gods themselves their own will best express To like the Vow by giving the Success Aca. If all things by Success are understood Men that make War grow wicked to be good But did you Vow those that were overcome And he that Conquer'd both shou'd share one Doom There 's no excuse for one of these must be Not your Devotion but your Cruelty Trax. To that rash Stranger Sir we nothing owe What he had rais'd he strove to overthrow That duty lost which shou'd our Actions guide Courage proves Guilt when Merits swell to Pride Aca. Dar'st thou who didst thy Prince's Life betray Once name that Duty thou hast thrown away Like thy Injustice to this Stranger shown To tax him with a Guilt that is thy own Can you brave Soldiers suffer him to Dye That gave you Life in giving Victory Look but upon this Stranger see those Hands That brought you Freedom fetter'd up in Bands Not one looks up Lest suddain pitty shou'd their Hearts surprize And steal into their Bosoms through their Eyes Zemp. Why thus in vain are thy weak Spirits prest Restore thy self to thy more needful Rest. Aca. And leave Orazia Zemp. Go you must resign For She must be the Gods not Yours nor Mine Aca. You are my Mother and my Tongue is ty'd So much by Duty that I dare not chide Divine Orazia Can you have so much Mercy to forgive I do not ask it with design to Live But in my Death to have my Torments cease Death is not Death when it can bring no Peace Orazia I both Forgive and Pity Aca. O say no more lest Words less kind destroy What these have rais'd in me of Peace and Joy You said you did both Pity and Forgive You wou'd do neither shou'd Acacis live By Death alone the certain way appears Thus to hope Mercy and deserve your Tears Stabs himself Zemp. O my Acacis What cruel Cause cou'd urge this fatal Deed Weeps He Faints help help some help or he will Bleed His Life and mine away Some Water there Not one stirs from his Place I 'll use my Tears to sprinkle on his Face Aca. Crazia Zemp. Fond Child why do'st thou call upon her name I am thy Mother Aca. No you are my shame That blood is shed that you had title in And with your title may it end your sin Unhappy Prince you may forgive me now Thus bleeding for my Mothers cruel vow Ynca Be not concern'd for me Death 's easier than the changes I have seen I wou'd not live to trust the World again Mont. Into my Eyes sorrow begins to creep When hands are ty'd it is no shame to weep Aca Dear Montezuma I may be still your Friend though I must dye Your Rival in her love Eternity Has room enough for both there 's no desire Where to enjoy is only to admire There we 'll meet Friends when this short storm is past Mont. Why must I tamely wait to perish last Aca Crazia weeps and my parch'd Soul appears Refresh'd by that kind shower of pitying tears Forgive those faults my passion did commit 'T is punish'd with the life that nourish'd it I had no power in this extremity To save your life and less to see you dye My Eyes wou'd ever on this object stay But sinking Nature takes the props away Kind Death 〈…〉 To end with pleasures all my miseries Shuts up your Image in my closing Eyes Dyes Enter a Messenger 1 Mess. To Armes to Armes Trax From whence this sudden fear 1 Mess. Stand to your Guard my Lord the danger 's near From every quarter Crowds of People meet And leaving Houses empty fill the street Ex. Mess. Trax. Fond Queen thy fruitless tears a while defer Rise we must join again Not speak nor stir I hear the Peoples Voice like Winds that roar When they pursue the flying Waves to shore 〈…〉 Enter second Messenger 2 Mess. Prepare to fight my Lord the Banisht Queen With old Garrucca in the streets are seen Trax. We must go meet them e er it be too late Yet Madam rise have you no sence of fate Enter third Messenger 3 Mess. King Montezuma their Lord shouts Proclaim The City rings with their new Sovereign's Name The banish'd Queen declares he is her Son And to his succour all the people run Zempoalla rises Zemp. Can this be true O Love O Fate have I Thus doated on my mortal Enemy Trax. To
my new Prince I thus my homage pay Your Reign is short young King Zemp. Traxalla stay 'T is to my hand that he must owe his fate I will revenge at once my love and hate She sets a Dagger to Montezuma's Breast Trax. Strike strike the conquering Enemy is near My Guards are press'd while you detain me here Zemp. Dye then ungrateful dye Amexia's Son Shall never triumph on Acacis Throne Thy death must my unhappy flames remove Now where is thy defence against my love She cuts the Cords and gives him the Dagger Trax. Am I betrayed He draws and thrusts at Montezuma he puts it by and kills him Mont. So may all Rebels dye This end has Treason join'd with Cruelty Zemp. Live thou whom I must love and yet must hate She gave thee Life who knows it brings her fate Mont. Life is a trifle which I wou'd not take But for Orazia's and her Father's sake Now Ynca hate me if thou canst for he Whom thou hast scorn'd will dye or rescue thee As he goes to attacque the Guards with Traxalla's Sword Enter Amexia Garrucca Indians driving some of the other Party before them Gar. He lives ye Gods he lives great Queen see here Your coming joys and your departing fear Amex. Wonder and joy so fast together flow Their haste to pass has made their passage slow Like strugling Waters in a Vessel pent Whose crowding drops choak up the narrow Vent My Son She imbraces him Mont. I am amaz'd it cannot be That fate has such a joy in store for me Amex. Can I not gain belief that this is true Mont. It is my fortune I suspect not you Gar. First ask him if he old Garrucca know Mont. My honoured Father let me fall thus low Gar. Forbear great Prince 't is I must pay to you That adoration as my Sovereign's due For from my humble Race you did not spring You are the Issue of our Murthered King Sent by that Traytor to his blest abode Whom to be made a King he made a God The story is too full of fate to tell Or what strange fortune our lost Queen befel Amex. That sad relation longer time will crave I liv'd obscure he bred you in a Cave But kept the mighty secret from your Ear Lest heat of blood to some strange course shou'd steer Your youth Mont. I owe him all that now I am He taught me first the noble thirst of fame Shew'd me the baseness of unmanly fear Till th' unlick'd Whelp I pluck'd from the rough Bear And made the Ounce and Tyger give me way While from their hungry Jaws I snatch'd the Prey 'T was he that charg'd my young arms first with toils And drest me glorious in my Salvage spoils Gar. You spent in shady Forest all the day And joy'd returning to shew me the Prey To tell the story to describe the place With all the pleasures of the boasted chase Till sit for arms I reav'd you from your sport To train your Youth in the Peruvian Court I left you there and ever since have been The sad attendant of my exil'd Queen Zemp. My fatal Dream comes to my memory That Lion whom I held in bonds was he Amexia was the Dove that broke his Chains What now but Zempoalla's death remains Mont. Pardon fair Princess if I must delay My love a while my gratitude to pay Live Zempoalla free from dangers live For present merits I past crimes forgive Oh might she hope Orazia's Pardon too Orazia I wou'd have none condemn'd for loving you In me her merit much her fault o'er powers She sought my Life but she preserv'd me yours Amex. Taught by my own I pity her estate And wish her penitence but not her fate Ynca I wou'd not be the last to bid her live Kings best revenge their wrongs when they forgive Zemp. I cannot yet forget what I have been Wou'd you give life to her that was a Queen Must you then give and must I take there 's yet One way that 's by refusing to be great You bid me live bid me be wretched too Think think what Pride unthron'd must undergo Look on this youth Amexia look and then Suppose him yours and bid me live again A greater sweetness on these Lips there grows Than breath shut out from a new folded Rose What lovely charms on these cold Cheeks appear Cou'd any one hate death and see it here But thou art gone Mont. O that you wou'd believe Acacis lives in me and cease to grieve Zemp Yes I will cease to grieve and cease to be His Soul stays watching in his wound for me All that cou'd render Life desir'd is gone Orazia has my Love and you my Throne And Death Acacis yet I need not dye You leave me Mistriss of my destiny In spight of Dreams how am I pleas'd to see Heavens truth or falshood shou'd depend on me But I will help the Gods The greatest proof of Courage we can give Is then to dye when we have to power live Kills her self Mont. How fatally that instrument of death Was hid Amex. She has expir'd her latest breath Mont. But there lies one to whom all grief is due Orazia None e'er was so unhappy and so true Mont. Your Pardon Royal Sir Ynca You have my Love Gives him Oraz. Amex. The Gods my Son your happy choice approve Mont. Come my Orazia then and pay with me Leads her to Acacis Some tears to poor Acacis memory So strange a fate for Men the Gods ordain Our clearest Sun shine shou'd be mixt with rain How equally our joys and sorrows move Death's fatal triumphs join'd with those of Love Love Crowns the dead and death Crowns him that lives Each gains the Conquest which the other gives Exeunt omnes EPILOGUE to the INDIAN QUEEN Spoken by Montezuma YOU see what Shifts we are inforc'd to try To help out Wit with some Variety Shows may be found that never yet were seen 'T is hard to find such Wit as ne'er has been You have seen all that this old World cou'd do We therefore try the fortune of the new And hope it is below your aim to hit At untaught Nature with your practis'd Wit Our naked Indians then when Wits appear Wou'd as soon chuse to have the Spaniards here 'T is true y'have marks enough the Plot the Show The Poet's Scenes nay more the Painter's too If all this fail considering the cost 'T is a true Voyage to the Indies lost But if you smile on all then these designs Like the imperfect Treasure of our Minds 'T will pass for currant wheresoe'er they go When to your bounteous hands their stamps they owe FINIS THE VESTAL VIRGIN OR THE Roman Ladies A TRAGEDY Written by the Honourable Sir ROBERT HOWARD LONDON Printed for Henry Herringman and are to be Sold by R. Bentley J. Tonson F. Saunders and T. Bennet M DC XCII Dramatis Personae Emilius A Roman Senator of great Quality Sertorius One that had been a General
throw my self into this Danger Her This is strange I mistrust something Sulp. You might if you knew all I know Pray ask no Questions in this place All is unsafe about us Exeunt Enter Sertorius bringing out Marcellina out of the fire Mar. Set down your wretched load for I am grown Your burthen that only wou'd have been my own Had you preserv'd Hersilia you had prov'd Happy to save the person we both lov'd But now you are as much unfortunate To save a wretched thing whom we both hate He stands amaz'd Sert. Forgive the mixture which in me appears Wrong not my joys nor yet condemn my fears Mar. Why do you stay look on those shining Walls And think that from those flames Hersilia calls Sert. O what a wonder does your Friendship prove Forgives ingratitude and urges love I know not what to do Mar. Go go And pay what you to Love and Honour owe. Sert. Then I must stay for there is nothing due From Love or Honour justly but to you Mar. All debts to me to her I thus resign Be gone and think Hersilia's danger 's mine Ser. And leave you thus Mar. If you stay here Your formal gratitude will look like fear Sert. It is my shame to stay my shame to go Yet not my Virtue but yours makes it so If in these flames I meet my death they 'll prove As gentle but more just than those of love Exit as into the House Mar. What shall I do my thoughts are tir'd I find With tedious Journeys up and down my mind Sometimes they lose their way sometimes as slow Like Beasts o'er-loaded heavily they move Prest by the weight of sorrow and of love Enter Artabaces Art So much for this I 'll have no more of these siery trials My hair stinks like new burn'd Tinder See she has kept her word Best Lady Mar. Sir Art ' Slife 't is not she Mar. You seem concern'd at some mistake Art A little Madam it was my good fortune To save a Lady from these flames That I expected here 't was her Commands That sent me back to see what help Her Father and her Sister might have need of Mar. She was not tall Sir Art No Madam her beauty and her stature Shew'd her very young Mar. You are happy Sir to be the fortunate preserver Of so much Innocence and Beauty Art D' you know her Madam or to whom This wretched House did once belong Mar. She was my Cousin Sir and that was once Her Father's Palace you seem a stranger by these questions Art I am Madam and but arriv'd this minute The first thing I almost saw at least took notice of Was this sad Spectacle Mar Is all consum'd Art Every one now is 'scapt or perisht And need no help or else are past it The last I met with was a noble Gentleman Concern'd it seems above the thought of danger For he appear'd careless of cracking beams And uncheck'd flames A sudden noise Without the House call'd him away Mar. O Sertorius which way Sir was the noise Art 'T was on the other side Mar. That way Sertorius went and I must follow Pardon my disturbance Sir yet Reason and Honour check my haste But our unsteady actions cannot be Manag'd by rules of strict Philosophy There is but part belongs unto our care Fortune has right and title to a share Exit Manet Artabaces Art Shou'd Fortune count with me unto this day She 'd find there was a mighty debt to pay The Roman Conquest o'er my Country spread My Brother lost or worse in Triumph led Sure such full Empires have no aim or guide And those that reach 'em do not move but slide Man is too weak to manage with frail sense Such a resemblance of Omnipotence A Storm at Sea threw me on Italy And here I thought to find my death or thee Poor Tiridates how cou'd fortune prove So curst among my woes to mingle love Which way to go I know not nor need care I have been us'd to wander in despair All by uncertain ways pursue their ends And unto every object Reason bends Exit The Scene shuts Enter Emilius and Tiridates and followers Emil. You have sav'd my Life brave Tiridates Wou'd I cou'd pay you with Hersilia That wou'd appear more than a common gratitude Tir. Hersilia is a happiness beyond My hopes and merits Emil. This fire was kindled by some treachery I fear Hersilia is the purchace Of their designs and mischiefs Tir. Let us not now waste time with vain conjectures Hersilia and Verginia may want help While we are talking how they come to need it Emil. 'T is true let us take several ways And meet down by the Tiber hard by Numa's Grove Tir. If I have life I 'll bring it thither Ex. Emil. and followers What did I say how cou'd I talk Of carrying any longer life about me But humane things have such variety Neither the wise nor brave know when to die For neither justly can their deaths intend Till they are sure all hopes have first their end Enter Sertorius Sert. Ha Tiridates He 's it seems no happier yet than I. Stay Sir what news Tir. None that either of us wish Hersilia is for certain forc'd away By unknown Persons Sert. So I have heard Tir. Emilius has took the great Flaminian way Let us divide our selves and when Sert. Stay Tiridates Fortune seems wise in bringing us together She knows not what to do with both of us In the pursuit of Honour she can be Liberal to many in one Victory When Fame 's the Mistress more than one may prove Happy at once but 't is not so in Love Tir. He that blind Fortune will have happy made Let her guide him unto Hersilia's aid Sert. She shall guide me no farther you and I Will not ask her Opinion which shall die Our Swords will tell us all that she can know Her means are quick though she her self be slow Draws Tir. I draw for my defence not my design Draws You urge a wrong both to your Love and mine While your Revenge above your own does prove And force my Honour to exceed my Love Sert. 'T is only Love that does this quarrel breed And so my Love my Honour does exceed Tir. Wou'd Love attempt to ruine its own aid We fight for them by whom she is betray'd Whoe'er o'ercomes his guilty Conquest shews Hersilia nothing to his Valour owes Sert. 'T is true 'T is against her that I my Sword employ And she may want that help which I destroy Forgive me Sir Yet all things that can move As well as I have felt Revenge and Love Unruly heats are with our Essence spread And by craz'd Passion Nature 's cemented Tir. While she has Enemies let us be Friends And now by several ways pursue our ends Sert. Stay I am yet confus'd 't is a hard fate To â—elp to make my self unfortunate Tir. We waste that time which takes too fast a slight And
goodness their immortal Chequers lye They might have given our Souls better Estates And set our Blessings at far cheaper rates Enter one of those that went from Verginia with another Comrade that had the keeping of Artabaces 1. Come come here 's that will conquer Both thy Fears and Honesty 2. If Mutius shou'd return 1. Pish he 's engag'd to look Sulpitius Besides he bid us to obey what she desir'd 2. Well let 's go to him to toll thee true I pity him 't is a brave Fellow 1. I cou'd pity too but we are pâ—â—d too well To be good-natur'd prethee tell him That one desires to speak with him 2. He 's horrible surly Sir D'hear Sir there 's one without desires to speak with you Art 'T is a question whether I 'll speak with him or no. 2. You must needs Art I am busie Rascals 1. 'T is but a word Sir Art I will not waste half a one Slaves for you 2. Fetch her in Man he 'll ne'er be perswaded Exit 1. Art What d' you stay for gentle Sir D' you suppose your Company is pleasant 2. You 'll be made tamer Art Yes thus Rascals Starts up 2. 'T were a just act to take away your Life It troubles you Art Prethee do me but that curtesie 〈◊〉 â—ot Lend me the Sword and see how kind 〈◊〉 2. He does amaze me Enter Verginia â—id 1. Ver. Hold hold what 's this why a Sword drawn 2. This Madman wou'd provoke his death Ver. Pray hold you do mistake 〈◊〉 he not Sir 2. How he stares on her 1. And how his fury slides away Sir The Lady Sir Art Peace Slaves I was co 〈…〉 Stamps 2. What Sir Art That Rascal 〈◊〉 him the Fellow offers to draw Ver. Pray hold here take more pray hold For my sake Sir be gentle Art I have done Ver. Pray be gone you do disturb him Exeunt Why are your furious Eyes so fix'd on 〈◊〉 I do confess I caus'd your misery Propose your own revenge and my just nearst Against the Life it feeds will take your part Art Alas if your just heart so kind 〈◊〉 proâ—â—â— To share in Griefs teach it to share in Love Ver. 'T is you must teach my 〈◊〉 what it shou'd do 'T is aptest to learn any thing from you Art Love 's hardly to be taught 〈◊〉 to have 'T is strange you shou'd not know the thing yâ—◠〈◊〉 Ver. Though what I gave per ha 〈…〉 not know Sure I shou'd understand wâ—â—t you 〈◊〉 Art Fortune alas has 〈◊〉 all 〈◊〉 Love seldom is the gift of Misery Ver. You said Pity was Love Art A common Pity does not Love expresâ— Pity is Love when grown into excess Ver. If that be all Love is not taught I see For before you cou'd speak 't was learn'd by me Sure Nature's Laws are above Heaven 's got Love need not though Religion must be taught Art O speak again the breath that tells your Love Approaches like the gentle Winds that move Over the tops of fragrant Flow'rs and brings To the blest Sense their Souls upon their Wings Vir. Alas I have said something which I fear Had such a sound a Virgin shou'd not hear Art O do not teach your Love a common way Love's power is small unless it can betray Ver. You 'll then confess y 'ave pow'r enough in me If for your sake I 'm pleas'd with Treachery But tales of Love make us forget our woes A sudden fear upon my spirit grows Like People that tell tales of Ghosts at night So long till they are talk'd into a fright Art Such phancies from no real cause will prove But Dreams that hinder the repose of Love Ver. You call my phancies dreams but if they are All those must wake that do their dreams declare Think I am sleeping when you see me sad And when I wake I 'll tell what dreams I had Enter Mutius suddenly Mut. I cannot find Sulpitius all 's in an uproar Ha! What sight is this at which my stiffened hair Starts from their shaken roots I shou'd not stare So frightened had I met every Ghost Started from Hell which Roman Conquests boast Ver. Ah me what storm is falling on us now Art No Thunder dwells upon a humane brow Mut. Yes you shall feel the Thunder that you slight It shews more pow'r to ruine than to fright Art Vain slighted Villain Ver. Pray let me speak Perhaps he 'll least resist what is most weak Pray be not angry did you not engage That I shou'd never see you in a rage Mut. You Pow'rs what an ungrateful confidence This Woman hides with painted Innocence Art Wou'dst thou have thanks for want of liberty Which way is gratitude grown due to thee Mut. While thou dost speak 't is with ingrateful breath Which I cou'd stisle if I wou'd in death Art Prethee then do Ver. Cannot my tears incline Will you provoke your ruine perhaps mine Art I 've done and though death's business I despise Yet when you talk that it may close your Eyes This too fond heart of mine that did not fail At death in gross shrinks now at the retail Mut. Come have ye done I long till I remove With him thy hopes if not destroy thy love Ver. Hold hold your passion guides you to mistake Alas 't is the wrong life that you wou'd take Mut. My just revenge is this way best express'd To take that Life away which you love best Ver. Yet hear me speak Had I no life to pay To Nature wou'd you then take his away Mut. studies How plain it is if Death to him you give The reason only is because I live Art Do not on my loath'd Life set such a rate It is unkind to plead for what I hate Mut. One thing may save all yet If you will swear by all that you adore From hence never to see each other more Ver. What shall I do I fear that this may be An easie Oath for him though not for me Art Then hear me swear Ver. Alas I thought 't wou'd prove My fears wou'd be far truer than his love Art By all that 's good thus in this blest amaze I wou'd for ever on this object gaze Mut. They trifle with my rage Without there ho. Enter one or two Here Take 'em away Hold be gone with her but let him stay Now Sir Once more I ask you will you swear You 'd best consult with wisdom and with fear Art Let fear upon the prosp'rous hearts take hold Cowards themselves in miseries grow bold Mut. Fortune by me now offers to be kind Art And raise me on the ruines of my mind Though I am sunk my honour keeps above Mut. 'T is not thy Honour urges but thy Love Art Those are the same Poor frighted men at Sea To save their lives cast all their goods away In storms of Fortune where there is a strife Which shall be sav'd Man's Honour or his Life Who wou'd preserve this tottered Bark from fate But sink
kills him and then falls her self In the mean time Sulpitius and the rest wound Sertorius so that they fall together Her What do I see Marcellina Mar. Hersilia Sulp. Come we must not stay All is unsafe and pity will betray Sulpitius pulls her Sert. Hear my last words have so much Charity My Life was yours but here 't is just I dye I feel new Fires my ancient Flames appease And I own Health unto a new Disease Her Do'st thou not shrink at thy approaching Fate Are all my Sorrows and his Blood no weight Ser. What Sorrows do you wear Or what 's my Crime Sul. We trifle out our Safety with the Time Pull Hersilia Her Stay let me tell him Sulp. 'T is in vain â—away Sert. That Villain does betray you Her Hold I will stayâ— O Marcellina O Tiridates Sert. What is the mystery Why do you call on them from whom you fly Her What does he say Sulp. He raves â—o matter what Her I 'll hear him speak Sulp. Away it is too late Hurries her out Manet Sertorius and Marcellina Ser. What can this mean farewel my unjust Fires New warmth grows in me though my Life expires How slow I crawl my Love would make more haste But weakned Nature cannot move so fast My sinking Soul this bleeding Current drowns How equal we are now in allout Wounds O speak and tell me if you can forgive Or if that be too much tell me yoâ—live Mar. I wou'd deny you nothing shou'd I say I live Life while I tell it stealâ— away Be not concern'd Death has the sâ—me event By Nature call'd or brought by accident Sert. Do not so willingly your Life resign Or if you must let your Soul go with mine Mar. It will go softly if it goes before And wait for yours where they shall part no more Sert. And shall we thus know one another there Mar. Else we shou'd want a Blessing we have here Sert. I feel Death â—shades creep upon Nature's light O guide your Hand to mine 't is almost Night Mar. Here where is yours Sert. Searching to find yours out Mar. Have it I now Weakness and Love may doubt Hold fast farewel There 's something â—idâ—â— Dies Sert. 'T is Death that kindly thus it self divides Dies ACT. V. SCENE I. Enter Artabaces Art WHY to our Bodies are the Gods more kind Than to the Place where Worship dwells the Mind Nature provides Defence and yiâ—â—dâ— Râ—treat From piercing Cold and from thâ—se â—rching Heat But for the Passions which about us wait There is no means allow'd propâ—â—tionate Enter Corbulo Cor. Are you busie Sir Mutius over-hearing Art O wondrous busie Cor. In what Art Why I was thinking that the World 's ill ballanc'd More Knaves than honest Men. Cor. An honest Man wou'd then be welcome sure Art Not to this place Cor. To you I hope Art Troth I have but little business for him Cor. Do you not want a curtesie Art Yes and one to do it Cor. Pray try me Sir Art With all my heart help me to a Sword Cor. That 's hard Art So are most curtesies prethee do me an easie one Cor. What 's that Art Be gone and leave me Cor. I wou'd first willingly do something for you And wou'd help you to a Sword too But they are too suspitious at this time Strict Spies are set on you Somewhat more liberty is allow'd the Lady Art The Lady ha didst thou not say the Lady Cor. Yes I did It takes Aside Art Cou'd you help me to speak with her or see her Though but for a book or two Cor. Um'h. Art That 's too hard too Cor. No I will do 't Art Are you sure of it Cor. Stay there a little and you shall see Steps to Mutius Art This Fellow sure has inclinations to be honest Cor. 'T is done watch there Comes back and Exit Mut. My best Corbulo Art I have been thinking Why those above so full of tenderness Made ways so hard to good and happiness Through Graves we travel to felicity The road unto Religion's misery The ways might have been easier to find out Not left so rugged and so far about To every object we submit our sense And call our accidents their providence There is no satisfaction here below But such as Chance or strange extreams bestow Secure Content can only be acquir'd By bruitish minds or such which are inspir'd Where Reason must not come or can't encline Sunk unto Beasts or rais'd to be divine Enter Corbulo with Verginia Cor. Then Sir now believe Exit Art H 'as don 't indeed Just so when welcome light begins to rise An unknown Comfort steals on troubled Eyes Here let me kneel for ever in this place And cling like Ivy to my first embrace Ver. Alas in sorrow shou'd we plant our Loves Prisons are barren Soils where nothing proves Joys may spring up and make a little shew But fastning roots in prosperous places grow Art Love may like Vertue starve in full content Misfortunes are their noblest punishment Ver. If Love fares well do not his Feasts betray While Death stands ready to take all away Let rather Art and Wisdom act their parts And hide our Love from all things but our hearts Art Dull order takes from Love its edge and grace He stumbles in all steps but his own pace His sacred liberty is in Fetters tied When Art or Wisdom his loose steps wou'd guide Ver. Perhaps there is a way to set you free Art Can I be so and you want liberty Ver. Do but at least comply with my design For here your Life 's in danger more than mine Art Without your sight my Life is less secure Those wounds you gave your Eyes can only cure No Balm in absence will effectual prove Nature provides no Weapon-salve for Love Ver. Might you but live a Pris'ner still with me It were unkind to wish your liberty 'T is offer'd from my love and yet I find Sighs You that deny to take it seem more kind Enter Mutius hastily Mut. 'T is I must bring you freedom at the last Draws Ver. O hold remember what a Vow you past Mut. It is thy falseness makes me call it back No Vows so strong but just revenge will crack Ver. Revenge will be no plea to those above Mut. But they will hearken unto injur'd Love Art The gods will hear no business comes from thee Mut. I 'll send you on my errand Ver. Oh through me Guide your kind Sword Methinks your looks appear He pauses and studies To me at least more gentle than they were Mut. O yes I am grown very tame and now I think on 't better I will keep my Vow Ver. The Gods reward what I can never pay Mut. Hold hold take all together when you pray For you shall see me take such wondrous care That neither of you both shall need to swear Ver. What do you mean Mut. Without there ho Corbulo Enter Corbulo Art O treacherous Slave Mut. Yes
been so Time equal steps to Death and Life does give And those that fear to dye must fear to live Death reconciles the World's and Nature's Strife And is a part of Order and of Life Ver. 'T is out of Order without Nature's call Art It were the same if Accident paid all We have no right in Time to come no more Than we had Title to the Time before Ver. Yet to my Life some pity shou'd be shown Verginia's Life though you despise your own Art Reviving Comfort from that Name is sent And though my fainting Life is almost spent It baits upon your Name and then goes on But 't is so tir'd it cannot travel long Sinks Ver. Oh! Starts up a little Art I cou'd have smil'd at loss of Life and Crowns But at the loss of you I dye in Frowns Dyes Ver. Oh do not leave me thus for pity stay A little 'T was but just now he went away I have not since had time to shed a Tear And yet the Distance does the same appear As if h 'ad been a thousand years from me Time takes no measure in Eternity Weeps over him Enter Hersilia with the Fellow that went off with her Clau. This is th' unhappy place and there the wretched Object Now your promis'd pardon Her Go and live honest Exit Oh my Tiridates speak but one word Runs and kneels by him He 's gone for ever has he not left his Sword She rises To help me after Ha! who 's that appears Sees Verginia Like me in Griefs so drown'd in hopeless Tears Ver. Ha! my Sister Hersilia She will prevent my Death Unless I quickly counterfeit some way To deceive her and my own Life betray Her 'T is she Ah poor Verginia Who 's this who in his Blood thus weltring lies Mourn'd like a Lover by thy tender Eyes Ver. 'T was one made me concern'd I know not how But all is past for he is nothing now So we are told we must account the Dead And Tears are wasted when for nothing shed Her Alas you do but think that you have lov'd Just so when Heaven by some trouble mov'd Unto some tender place its Flames designs It seems to burn because the Lightning shines But when 't is gone after its swift retreat It 's left like you without a Flame or Heat Do but look on and see me take my leave Of my dead Love and you must learn to grieve She goes to kneel by her Love Ver. 'T is Life that must to Griefs their being give And she that learns to grieve must learn to live Goes to Artab Come lend me your Sword that I may find my Heart It keeps me now from you Sure it will smart Tries the Point Yet all 's but Death by Nature Sword or Flame But we find choice in that which is the same And when the Gods our Life seem to deny 'T is kind to let us chuse which way to dye Why d' ye hold your Sword so fast let go Tries to get the Sword This does not like your Love but Courage shew I have been told and do believe it true Love out-lives Death which Courage needs not do Let go Her Stay I had forgot to take my leave of her She rises 'T is just that Nature shou'd some share receive Since she in Death for ever takes her leave Ha poor Girl what art thou doing there Sees Ver. by Artab Do not conceal thy Love nor hide a Tear Ver. Nothing indeed I only look'd to see Why the Dead gave the Living misery I fanci'd Death some Horrour did express It rather seems to promise quietness Her In Sorrows Death's securest payment lies But Youth like thine untouch'd with Miseries As if it hop'd to 'scape and never pay Puts off the Creditor from day to day Ver. In Grief the most ill husbandry's exprest It makes us poor with paying Interest I 've heard some Romans at a chearful Feast Invited Death to come and be a Guest What wond'rous Act can you with Sorrow do Not to be equall'd with a chearful Brow Her You may be one day touch'd with Misery Sorrow will teach you then to think of me Farewel Verginia these for thee I shed All my last Tears are due unto the Dead She goes to Tiridates Ver. O quickly now let go your Sword Unkind Why do you make me stay so long behind Indeed I shall not find which way you went Yet Arrows swiftest fly from Bows most bent Let go thank ye I cou'd afford to pay A thousand thanks but that I cannot stay She gets the Sword My Love 's in haste yet not one Tear shall move I will no more be childish in my love Hersilia Sister She starts up Her Ha Ver. Pray see you have good skill in Grief you say Does any look in all this Face betray Sorrow within Can you the least descry See how I smile and now see how I dye Kills her self Her Thou hast indeed deceived me thy brave Fate I will not poorly praise but imitate In every thing I 'll fall as thou hast dy'd And take my rest by my dead Lover's side Kills her self Enter Emilius with his Followers bringing in Sulpitius Emil. Come Monster shew me the place Of all thy Mischiefs and my Misery Sulp. By all these signs of Death here it shou'd be Emil. Ha Hersilia dead and poor Verginia Where shall my Griefs begin Death like a Frost on a too early Spring Stole on thy Blossoms Monster come and see What heaps of Ruine thou hast rais'd for me Sulp. Ruines for you Trifles there gaze on mine The love Of forty thousand Fathers that can whine Their Sorrows out make but a formal shew Short of a Lover's Grief Let me but go And I will shew you why Emil. Hold keep him fast What wou'dst thou do Sulp. Since all the Mischief's past I might be trusted now I wou'd dye there Between them two Those Lovers lye too near I fancy they enjoy each other For all they are as cold as Cakes of Ice That I might dye but once or kill him twice Emil. One Wish be sure thou shalt obtain for I Endure to live only to see thee dye Sulp. We are at last agreed it seems Come Lend me a Sword then Emil. Monster thou shalt bleed By Justice only Sulp. O I understand you you mean Thrown down from the Tarpeian Rock if you shou'd see My Tumble pray do not leap after me Troth it may spoil your whining Emil. Stop his vile Breath Till the Infection is remov'd by Death Farewel Hersilia and farewel my sweet Verginia I 'll first revenge your Deaths and then I 'll dye So though I take my leave my Eyes are dry Sorrow for such a Loss too mean appears Griefs were a Roman's Shame exprest in Tears The World shall weep for me when ever Fame Does but relate the Vestal-Virgin's Name Just as the last Words were spoke Mr. Lacy enter'd and spoke the EPILOGVE BY your leave Gentlemen After a sad and
Noblemen with Torches before them as the Duke d' Alva Marquess of Alcara and Count Bruchero Cald. This strange confusion tells the news of death Ler. My heart is wing'd and soars I know not whither Aside D' Alva Call the Florentine Doctor 1 Lord. H 'as watcht three nights and is stoln hence to rest Alca. Where 's that Florentine and the Confessor 2 Lord. Not in the Court Ler. Now it heightens Aside Alca. Not in Court Has the Impostor then leisure to sleep When Spain's Great Majesty lies so afflicted Go raise him up and bid him waken nature That almost now is in a dying sleep Hark I fear the fatal blow is struck noise of a groan Exeunt Cald. Heard you not that my Lord Ler. I heard methoughts a groan as Horrible As if great Nature's Frame had crackt in two And yet that blow kill'd not a fly Caldroon Something is gone old Folks will talk on But see these Faces speak a certainty Draw near ' em Enter two or three Courtiers 1 Cour. The King is dead Ler. Thanks be to Heaven Aside 2 Cour. He dy'd in extream torment Cald. Good news my Lord. Aside Ler. Oh Admirable but see here 's more Stand aside Enter the Duke of Medina the Duke D' Alva and the King's Confessor with Attendants Medi. My Lords 't is fit we every one retire Freely to pay our Griefs for our dead Master In the mean time summon the Privy-Council To meet two hours hence In the King's Chamber D' Alva Father Confessor you must bring the Will And Publish it at the Council-Board Exeunt Lerma pulls the Confessor as he 's going out Conf. I shall not fail Ler Is the King dead Conf. Too sure Exit Ler. I have Ideas in my head Caldroon Thy Councel and thy Service must give Life to That holy Robe I toucht at going off Must Sanctifie and hide my mortal thoughts For I am very Worldly at the present Cald. Command me I am all yours my Lord. Ler Then the young King It will not out But I will cleave unto the Court like flesh Grown up to fill the place where 't was cut off I will sow Jealousie in every Breast 'T is a Rank growing weed and will choak up All that shou'd spring of Love or Confidence And then Good Excellent Studies My mind grows fruitful now and brings forth thoughts Enough to stock the World with my ambition And like a fruitful Mother now takes care That was before as barren as despair Exeunt SCENE II. Enter the young King the Queen-Mother the Duke of Medina the Duke D' Alva the Marquess of Alcara Count Bruchero and the Confessor carying the King's Will upon a Cushion in State Queen SHou'd we all stay till we had pay'd our griefs To his dead Majesty we shou'd neglect The Just performance of his sacred Will By long continu'd Sorrows Therefore we must Beg so much time from tears as to fulfil The Last commands of our dead Sovereign In which your Services we must command Med. Madam th' Affairs of Spain dwell in a Calm By the wise Conduct of our dead Master And our last troubles in the Belgicke Wars Backâ— by the English for a time laid by So that the breath we have from all our toyls May be employ'd in this our last obedience To our dead Sovereign and our future Loyalties Perform'd to this fair risen Sun D' Alva The first visit this new Sun must make Is through the several Governments calling all To just Accounts that those that have done well May be continu'd other Men remov'd Alca. Committees for that purpose must be impower'd At our next meeting and the Peoples Oaths In every Province taken for the King Bruch Then all the Garrisons must be survey'd The General Colonels and the Captains sworn By a new Oath to their immediate King And all the Souldiers pay'd their full Arrears Queen Add to this our Navies and our Gallies And then Embassadors to several Nations Must be next thought on the King and I Will if he pleases go to the Escurial Till all things are dispos'd in better order Alca. Madam the Marquess of Lerma is yet in Court Queen To little purpose Alcara That 's not forgot In the King's Will and we must blast him hence With the disdain that by the Will 's bequeath'd him D' Alva He is a danger always where he is Queen The King has left us heirs unto his State And we have not forgot the sawcy words His idle Spleen gave out against our Person I 'll keep him like a poyson in a glass Till his own venome bursts him King Madam I think it best 〈…〉 To the Escurial Queen If you please Sir till the 〈…〉 Of your dead Father's 〈◊〉 for 〈…〉 In Clouds the rest my Lord 〈…〉 Commits to you for safety of 〈…〉 Affairs Med. It is the Boast of Spain 〈◊〉 best 〈◊〉 That we have eyer truly serv'd 〈…〉 Queen 'T is an undoubted tru 〈…〉 you to go King I must first speak with 〈…〉 essor Queen Let him attend you to 〈…〉 Exeunt Bruch That Confessor's 〈…〉 Alca. Wou'd he were shaken off Exeunt SCENE III. Eâ—â—â—â— Lerma â—nâ—â—hâ— Confessor Ler. NAY I am not very 〈◊〉 And yet I hardly think it will be call'd A holy thought Confess By whom Ler. The Multitude Confess Oh I confest you have a long time striv'd With mighty Care to please their 〈◊〉 Ler. She is my Daughter Confess The fitter then to save her Father Is 't not more piety for such a Cause To lose her Honour then her own Appetite And she perhaps may do like other 〈◊〉 Ler. You have confirm'd me now to be that thing I faintly wist before were all the Honours Of my dead Ancestors lock'd up in 〈…〉 It shu'd be thus broke up But you must now Soften her squeamish 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 you may tâ—â—â— her The Mistress of a King is hâ—â—â— a â—aint For she 'll be worshipt and with hâ—◠〈◊〉 She raises up her Father to his wishes Now by my hopes I speak in 〈◊〉 You have a fine large Text to 〈…〉 And I will second you and add new 〈…〉 Hugging her sin and 〈◊〉 her for 〈…〉 See the Sedan is come Confess Dispatch the Slaves away 〈◊〉 You do unload the Ghair Cal. I understand y 〈…〉 Ler. There go 〈…〉 ing And now if Love have 〈…〉 Can shoot a flame into 〈…〉 I shall grow warm ageâ—â— by 〈…〉 If these Plots fail I 'll 〈…〉 Shall keep my Enemies from rest Confess Swell not too soon above your banks And so betray the head of all your springs We will not fail what fate so e'er oppose 〈◊〉 Ler. Nobly resolv'd But have you found the humours of the King Conf. Yes I have trac'd an easie nature in him But too much sixt to one unhappy vertue His temper is too gentle for our business And would be rather cruel to himself Than unto others for if prest to Justice I find a pitty hangs upon his heart Like
think The King will be uncharm'd and hearken to their Clamours now she that stood between Their Breath and him is thus remov'd 'T was pollitically done And yet they dare not tell him where she is Nor the bold Ravisher confess the Fact For yet Caldroon she hangs upon his Heart Like hopes of Joy upon a troubled Soul I have a Plot to help us yet at least To give us time till I have search'd this further Cald. What is 't my Lord Ler. I 'll instantly to the half-soul-less King For he must want his better part of Life Now she is gone and tell him she is retir'd On purpose till a hasty Vow be past And frame a Letter in her dearest Name Shall keep his Love from chilling Cald. 'T is excellent Ler. He must not know she 's lost Cald. Not for the World Ler. By that time Fate will send her me again For those above all know my Title to her She is my Child Caldroon but such a one As can raise Sorrow above Nature's pitch Prethee observe Caldroon how other Fathers Mourn for lost Children then thou wou't see I do not talk so idlely as thou think'st But in this loss I must not lose my self And whine to nothing I 'll to the King Enter the King and Medina D' Alva Alcara and Bruchero whispering to him and Medina shewing Papers the King sad and expressing Amazement angerly and so passes over the Stage Cald. He comes Ler. But with a Guard I like not Cald. We are undone Ler. He wou'd not look upon me once While round about him all my Enemies Whisper'd Destruction to me Cald. All 's out I fear Ler. Base Prince By Heaven Caldroon he has forgot her How easily his fond and childish Love Threw the fine Thing away that it so cry'd for The Memories of Princes are but Graves Where Beauty and where Merit lye forgotten Cald. Think of your self my Lord. Ler. When the thick croud of Thoughts for lost Maria Will leave the least way open then I will Oh she had Eyes Caldroon I hope she has That did and may yet look him into nothing Cald. Cou'd we but find her Ler. She cannot be conceal'd she is too glorious Had she been coupl'd with some rough-hewn Slave Her Language wou'd have play'd upon his Soul And charm'd him into dotage if she had griev'd Like an Idolater he wou'd have gather'd Her Tears upon his Knees for sacred Relicks But had he lost her thus thus as she 's lost He wou'd have search'd her out or else destroy'd All that he could suspect and then himself But this sick shadow of a Lover That whin'd and pin'd away in passion for her Is like a School-boy glad to be releas'd From a hard Lesson Cald. Here 's more Company Ler. The worst is come already and the rest look'd for Enter Medina D' Alva Alcara Bruchero with Angelo led Prisoner by an Officer with a white staff and a Guard attending Med. You shall have more Company Seignior Angelo Do your Office Algazil Algaz Roderigo del Caldroon I Arrest thee In the name of Philip King of Spain Cald. I obey it we are o'er-taken Ler. Medina I will answer the Arrest Med. Your case is not much better You will be summon'd Lerma Exeunt Ler. Why then I will appear Medina You 're a kind Brother Cou'd I turn all my Passions into Curses And make 'em as effectual as my sorrows They might perhaps destroy the proudest of 'em And yet my well-propt heart shall bear it all He only is above Envy and Fate Whose mind in sinking Fortunes keeps its height Exit ACT V. SCENE I. Lerma appears as in his House with a Letter in his hand two Men bringing in a Coffer after him opens a Door and they place it in Ler. HEre set that Treasure in for they are Reliques And will preserve their faithful Worshipper Why here are mysteries Canonical That must not be searcht into by disputes 'T was a good purchace too considering The deep necessity or if compar'd To the vast sums I gave my Instruments To turn them Fiends and make my self a Devil For I am Sainted at a cheaper Rate Thanks to his Holiness my pack of Councellors I have out-gone you all but to my Letter He Reads My LORD THis Coffer holds your wishes and the full salutes from Rome your Money is return'd as promised I have at Naples here met news so fearful has alter'd all my purposes I have serv'd you faithfully pay it to my memory you are secure and I preserv'd from shame by a death of my own chusing Poyson So farewel no more yours nor any more Toledo Kind Man that with such pious Charity Sav'd me the labour he knew I honour'd him And wou'd not have his Life laid to my charge But Piously he took it from himself Where 's such another Churchman For Caldroon by this time he is going after him I wou'd the Bishop had but taught the Slave His Wife and charitable way of dying But where 's Maria I dare not ask my self For I alas can't tell and Heaven will not Where is its Mercy then for it ne'er had Another way to Bless but by Maria. Could my prophane and passionate Revenge Reach but the Hearts and Lips of the Religious No Incense evermore shou'd upward fly Of Prayer or Praise I 'd stop all Piety Till they restor'd Maria to me hark Sing here I hear some noise ha what 's this Enter Caldroon going to Execution led by two Fryars a Fryer going before carrying a Crucifix after follow others of several Orders every one with a wax Taper in his hand they pass round the Stage singing his Funeral Dirge After they go out Medina enters with a Guard Ler. Oh are you come what Tempest now Med. How do you like the sight you saw Ler. What the Pageant I did not like it Med. I thought so Ler. I was vext to see how the poor Slave Hung down his head he shou'd have laught at you Med. This heavy Spectacle was meant Ler. To frighten me Med. No to prepare and touch thy Conscience Before thy Summons which I here pronounce Charles Duke of Lerma the Council do Command In the King's Name that you appear immediately To answer Articles prefer'd against you Ler. Philip Duke of Medina 〈◊〉 dare come Med. Your impudence was never question'd Ler. Nor shall my confidence be shaken by you This was no kind Office for a Brother Med. Where I find Vertue there I own Alliance But I still persecute ignoble Acts though Against him that wou'd b◠call'd my Brother Ler. Wou'd be call'd Take thy disdain'd Alliance back again I do despise to plead the chance of Nature To give me Title or pretence to any thing And if you are such as you talk your self You might more nobly have pursu'd those Actions That you count ill I always wore a Sword And do so now Med. I love not to be urg'd to draw my Sword Though that of Justice
is much fitter now To strike at thee which is so sure and sudden That thy pretended Courage is despair Yet now I think on 't better 't is an Honour To be thy Executioner Draws Ler. I did not think yet to have found Medina A poor malicious Enemy cou'd you believe That I have lost my Courage with my Fortunes But to take off your mean ignoble scruple Know Medina that at this time my Life Is as secure as thine by Heaven it is Enter Alcara Thou rob'st not greedy Justice of a morsel Alca. What 's this the Guard there hoa Ler. What betray'd Alca. How now my Lord suffring a Traytor With a Sword drawn upon you Med. My Lord you are mistaken Alca. The Council call for you and are Just going to Sit and immediately expect Your Prisoner's Appearance Med. My Lord I 'll follow you Alca. I must not leave him Arm'd Med. Take my Honour my Lord there shall be Nothing done he is my Brother and as far As Justice gives me leave I 'd use him Nobly Alca. The Guard my Lord must wait in sight Med. As you please but he and I must have Some words in private Alca. Upon the engagement of your Honour Nothing but words shall pass I leave you Exit Med. My Lord you have it I 'll follow presently You see we are prevented Ler. You have dealt Nobly and I am calm again Only I wou'd beg leave to tell you a little tale Before you go There was a Man Whose Pious Love to Honour made him forget Friends and Alliance such Chimera's Have brought on Cruelties in your cousen'd mind That Nature startles at and the forc'd World Who make advantage on your formal dotage Condemns you for that ruine which they wish And call it cruelty in you to bring it Med. You are a subtle Sophister and might Talk a believing Fool from his just ends Ler. Why Did you never try in all this time To teach my heart in private and direct it And where you found a wound like a good Chirurgeon Search it to Cure and not to kill your Patient Med. Away Ler. The love of Vertue reaches not to Ruine And all will judge your course thus violent But such as flatter you for their own ends To be your hate to me not love to Vertue Med. I 'll hear no more Ler. It 's true perhaps I am my self an Ocean And mingled something dangerously by Fortune And yet but only gently whisper'd to I am as calm as Nature undisturb'd In sleeping Infants but when loud breaths Blow me to storms I care not then who sinks Med. I trifle time to hear thee The hour of your Appearing's come make hast Or you 'l be fetch'd by common Officers So farewel I fear you fool your self with hopes Exit Ler. He 's gone he durst not stay to hear me He did begin to melt good natur'd Gentleman I love to try Mens tempers to laugh at 'em For I shou'd hardly trust a promis'd kindness I will not beg that can command my Peace He that secures himself well in the end Must destroy Foes and never trust a Friend Exit SCENE II. Enter Medina D' Alva Alcara and Bruchero ready to sit as in Judgment Med. I hope my Lords I have deserv'd your thanks D' Alva And all the Nations Bru. Caldroon and Angelo did hardly thank you The Ants had pil'd a mighty heap of Treasure Alca. No news my Lord yet of your Niece Med. Not any D' Alva She has show'd a Vertue in this close retreat Beyond all Story Med. I do confess I 'm glad I was mistaken I thought her worse than she has prov'd Alca. The King they say begins to have suspitions That she 's convey'd away by some of us Med. That fancy will be nourisht in his mind By Lerma's Creatures we must haste the Tryal Alca. All 's ready see the King Enter the King A Cloud of sadness gathers on his calmness He seems disturb'd D' Alva Sir King What you wou'd make excuses for the fact Or wou'd you own it for a Politick Vertue D' Alva What fact Sir King Dare you ask me what or do you think I am too young not grown up to a King Alca. We do beseech your Majesty King To give you leave to be all Kings and Tyrants Of my Affections you Ravishers of Vertue Either restore Maria to the World Or all go suddenly and lose your selves Med. Does your Majesty believe King Yes I do that all great Men Have jealous envies equal unto Rivals And all the courted Beauty is Ambition Hid under Justice which take heed you follow And closely too or ye shall all feel mine So you may sit but I will watch your actions Exit D' Alva This is unhappy Med. It will be more unless we now embrace The opportunity Come let us sit And call the Witnesses Enter Izabella How now What 's the news with you Iza I wou'd speak with the King Med. From whom Iza Maria. Med. What 's your business Iza 'T is only for his Ears Med. How Izabella are you grown her Servant Iza I am a Servant to her Vertues Med. And so brought a vertuous Message Iza My Lord you may say what you please Med. But you must not go unless you first Tell me the business Where 's Maria Iza I must tell neither Med. Ha Did not I intrust you Iza And so does she and I 'll be just to both Pray stop me not Med. Sure Izabella you forget your self And what I am Iza But not what I ought to be Med. Go back I say and tell that counterfeit Maria She shall not save her Father with the loss Of her own Prince go Nay no help Iza Then I must speak Med. Put her out and from henceforth I do disown my blood in thee too Iza This is Cruelty not Justice Med. Stop her mouth out with her Puts her out D' Alva What 's the matter my Lord Med. Nothing but a Tale-bearer dispatch'd Away Alca. I have seen her sure Med. It may be so Come we trifle time Sit my Lords and call the Witnesses Enter Catalina and Antonio Med. Antonio you are ready to averr Your own Confession made at several times Anto. My Lords I am Med. The Heads of your Confession made out The Queen's Death and your reward and how At last your own Death was design'd Anto. All this I am ready at large to testifie And prove Med. Your Father was a worthy Man And you were more unfortunate than safe Your proof's fair Catalina I know will be as steady as your Virtues Enter a Messenger The King appears above Is Lerma come Mess. He has refus'd to come the common way And is descending by the private Lobby D' Alva That private way is not for Traytors Med. Envy him not my Lords 't is the last time That his proud humour shall be satisfied I do believe he knows not what he does But like a tir'd o'er-hunted Deer Treads fatal Paths