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A85334	Three excellent tragœdies. Viz. The raging Turk, or, Bajazet the Second. The courageous Turk, or, Amurath the First. And The tragoedie of Orestes· / Written, by Tho. Goff, Master of Arts, and student of Christ-Church in Oxford; and acted by the students of the same house.	Goffe, Thomas, 1591-1629.; Meighen, Richard, fl. 1656.	1656 (1656)	Wing G1006; Thomason E1591_2; ESTC R202218	132,941	272

spectator been Unto our baleful hideous rights Ne're acted but in darkest nights Now in this fatal hears-bred hour Shew to my rites the greatest power Erictho when my torch shall twinkle A vernal water thou shalt sprinkle About the room now let us kneele Our heavy burthen hell shall feele Le ts all coyn words now we may see Who 't was did work this prodigie Omnes Pluto great Pluto we command Thou send unto us out of hand The shapes of them that kill'd the King Great Agamemnon Infernal Musick Enter in a dumb shew Aegistheus and Clytemnestra with their bloody daggers look upon the bed go to it and stab and then make a shew of gladnes and depart Or. O'tis above my bearing were I linkt here with chains I would like Cerberus draw Alcides back Stay stay by revenge shall take you here nay I will follow you should they take their cave where Etna vomits fire I would in my mother Clytemnestra Aegystheus was it they Nay I will o'rtake them Can. O son remember what I told you son many a rockie hill and stoney mount many a sea and vast Charybdis gulf stands betwixt them and thee though they seem near Orest O piety O most prodigious nature What creatures hast thou made to live on earth How hast thou cloath'd black darknesse with a scarf of unstain'd purity and put a godly face upon portentous devils Oh how my mother wept How Clytemnestra how that Hyena wept No more my mother I abjure the name she did not bring me forth I know she did not But I 'll o'rtake 'em shew me Canidia where which way they went where have they hid themselves Should they mount up to the chariot of the Sun and in his Car fly to the Antipodes or in the farthest nook of yonder sphear get up and place themselves 'twixt Taurus horns the fire-breathing bull or Lerna's Hydra were there no entrance but ten Lions jaws I 'd run through all and make my way my self I 'd fix them to the Axel-tree of heaven where their infectious carcasses should hang a bait for flying spirits in the Ayre Canidia I thank thee for thy pains still may thy sacred Art reveale such deeds still keep the gates of Orcus yawning ope make the dark powers ready at command Pyl. But let us hast deare friend this vast worlds roome allows us none but thy dead fathers Tombe here 's nought but ayres of death no bed but stones 〈◊〉 pillow 's a dead scull companions bones ●●●s's all our comfort if we needs must die 〈◊〉 have a Grave prepar'd wherein to lie Orest Now pale Tisiphone O for thy Snakes 〈◊〉 that renowned spirit that more than man ●hom all the Trojan host could not o'rwhelm murdred But what brave warrier wore a crown by guilding a dire sword in his dear blood Hector nor Priam no nor Mars himself onely his Wife was his Bellona now O miserable valour to scape foes and come for to be murdred of his friends O shameful conquest O most coward Fate that a weak Woman was competitor in Agamemnons death had it been any yet it should have been a Goddess at the least and yet she 's but a Queen a mortal Woman Were she a Goddess I would make her mortal Dull coward that I am and worse than all after so many wrongs yet unreveng'd their Palace now should fire o'r their heads and the huge beams dash out their guilty brains The roof should fall on me so 't fell on them Begin revenge and now perform an act may give a theam to all posterity ever to talk of fraught so full of horrour Aegystheus and my Mother may wish their's yet none was ever greater yes my deed Revenge is lost unless we do exceed Pyl. But a bad mother friend thou shouldst not hurt the Law of Nature doth forbid such thoughts Orest Nor Gods nor Nature shall keep me in awe why towards my mother by heavens Parliament who is most guilty is most innocent Can. Shall I thus by some Magick Art my son take both their pictures in pure virgin wax And wound the place where that the hurt should stand and so wound them Orest Tush this is too little Can. Shall I breed them hate Orest Too little too Can Shall I consume their children Orest All this too little Hell and the Furies shall stand all amaz'd Alecto shall come there for to behold new kinds of murthers which she knew not yet and Nature learn to violate her self I 'll instantly to th' Court and what I do my self will see done yes and act it too Thanks great Canidia this black night being done Revenge now knows her game whereat to run Exeunt omnes Actus 4. Scena 1. Enter in state Aegystheus Clytemnestra Tyndarus Strophius Electra Nutrix cum novo partu Aegyst NEver but when a royal off-spring comes from a Kings loyns can he be truly King Then doth he sit firm rooted in his state then is he truly man and then the gods he knows do love him which when Kings do want the curse of Nature doth deny them fruit and brands their bed with loath'd sterility Tynd. Aegystheus since the gods have bless'd you so have care their blessings turn not to your wo. Your joy my daughters joy and my joy too have care it be preserv'd and brought up well And take heed son of Agamemnon's blood Pierce not with envie the Babes tender heart Aegyst Tush Father now not without grief I speak all brooks which from the Princely Ocean ran are quite dry'd up only Electra here our dear Electra whose great weight of love is in our balance equally so poys'd that she shall ever think her Father lives our heart shall be so parallel with hers El. Yes great Aegystheus wer 't but our mothers will what she thinks good of I must not think ill Besides your love e'r since my fathers death as if it came from his departing soul and forth-with had reviv'd again in you hath held a prospective for me to see his care redoubled though the objects chang'd And for I lost a brother if you please that I may challenge in your royal blood here do I tie with all affections bands my self unto this Babe which is as dear unto my soul as were Orest●s here Clyt. Daughter your heart now with obedience strung makes a sweet musick sounding from your tongue Nurse Bring the Babe Give it Electra so you daughter shall have oversight of it Nutr. O shall I part from 't then Cly. No good Nurse no Electra with her care you with your pains Nutr. Now by Lucina had it gone away I should have sit and sob'd away my heart 'T is the sweetest Babe that ever Nurse did kiss Aegyst Look here good father look my nobles here upon this Babe scarce crept yet out of earth for you shall grow an Autumn of ripe years when time hath brought it to maturity Look on thy grandchild Tyndarus see 't is thine this came from

wits crosse my command Bassaes prepare for warre and since your grave discourse argues a will to stay at home you shall wee le lay you up where no loud ecchoing drums shall breake your sleepe even in the bowels of your mother earth I will entombe you Put them both to death Omnes What meanes great Bajazet Baja. To murder you unlesse you strangle them Ambo But heare us speake Baja. Stop up the damned passage of their throat Or you are all but ghosts What! stare you friends Isaack and Selymus a garter twist me that fatall string about his necke and either pull an end strangle Trizham Mesithes come joyne force with me by heaven y' were best make hast Or thou art shorter liv'd then is that bratt Tugge strongly at it strangle Mahomet So let the bastard droppe we have out-liv'd our tutors dunghill slaves durst they breath out their Stoicke sentences in opposition of our strickt command Selym. So things run well along and now I find Jove heares my prayers and the gods grow kind Baja. Did not I send these to their Provinces to hinder Zemes flight and did not they dejected bastards give him open way Mine anger hath been just Cherseo None doth deny 't you may proceed in your edict for warrs and make Achmetes General of the camp Baj. It is enough Achmetes go to hell stabs him the divels have rung out thy passing bell and look for thine arrival Shend me slaves Exeunt omnes They fly before my breath like mists of air and are of less resistance I 'le pursue Exit Achm. Oh I am slain Tyrant thy violent hand hath done me pleasure though against thy will had I as many lives as drops of bloud I 'de not outlive this hour fly hence vain soul climb yonder sacred mount strive upwards there there where a guard of stars shall hem thee round build thee a safe tribunal I am gone Oh tragick cruelty behold the end of two right Noble sons one faithful friend moritur Re-enter Bajazet in fury Baj. Have all forsaken me and am I left a prey unto my self did all their breath pass through his organs and in his sad death have I abruptly crackt the vital thred of all my Bassaes Achmetes groans Ha! where am I now In some Gebenna or some hollow vault where dead mens ghosts sigh out their heavy groans Resolve me Mahomet and rid me hence or I will spoil the fabrick of thy tomb and beat away the title of a God Dost thou not move a trunk a stock to die is to put on your nature so will I. Offering to stab himself Cherseogles Mesithes Mustapha Mahomates Achomates Selymus Asmehemides interrupt him Omnes Hold hold and live Baj. How come these bodies dead Filii Father it was your self Bajaz. Let me revoke my wandring sense Oh what a stream of blood hath purg'd me of my black suspition two sons one valiant Captain hence are wrought by mine own hand to cure one jealous thought As 't is they are the happier I out-live them whom I wisht to fall only to grave bear forth their bodies Bassaes carry them out We were curst in this and shall intomb with them much of our bliss indeed we had resolv'd to spend this day in things of more solemnity less wo. Now our most wished councel shall begin and bitter deeds weigh up the scales of sin Amasia is a province rich and strong Mahomates it is thine keep it as long as I have power to give it go provide for thy conveyance at the next fair tide Mahom. Farewell dear father Bajaz. Worthy son adieu the love my dead sons wanted falls to you as an hereditary good Selymus Then we aside may vail our heads in black no mourners be Baja. Achomates thy worth deserves some trophies of our love which to let slip unmention'd were to adde to this black day a fourth offence as bad Governe Manesia now the people stand dishfurnisht of an head let thy command be great amongst them so make speedy hast Honour stayes for thee Selym. Now the stormes are past Achom. Father adieu Exit Baja. Achomates farewell Selym. Now to my lot I thought 't would ne'r a fell aside Baja. Now Selymus wee know thy hopes are great and thine ambition gapes with open jawes to swallow a whole Dukedome but young Sir we dare not trust the raines of government into the hands of Phaeton Desire rashly fullfild may set the world on fire Greene youth and raw experience are not fit to shoulder up a Kingdomes heavie weight mixe wit with stay'd discretion and spend wild yeares in study then we doe intend to settle more preferment on thy head then thou can'st hope for Selymus Wilt thou envious dotard Strangle my greatnesse in a miching hole the world 's my study Bajazet my name Shall fill each angle of this round-built frame Exit Bajaz. I know he grumbled at it 't is good To calme the rebell heat of youthfull blood with sharpe rebukes Enter a Messenger● Messen Health to the Emperour Bajaz. What will your message Messen Duty first from Rome commended by the Bishop to your service with a firme promise to dispatch your will what ever it imply'd and would but stay till Times swift circle should bring forth a day secure for the performance Exit Bajaz. 'T is enough Thanks for your care This was to murder Zemes. War with the Bishop ' thad been pretty sport I knew my powerful word was strong enough to make him do my pleasure simple Priest only I vs'd it as a trick to send Achmetes from the City and his friends but Fate so smil'd upon me that I found a shorter means his life and hopes to wound with my sententious sons that when my foe fled through their Province finely let him goe which being wholy finish'd strait to please my friends I play'd a raging Hercules then to shut up the Scene neatly put on a passionate humour and the worst was done But who comes here A dumb show Enter Mahomates with store of Turks he as taking his leave they as ceremoniously with great humbleness taking their leavs depart at several doors I like not this Mahomates belov'd so dearly of the Comminalty ha Hee 's wise fair-spoken gently qualified powerful of tongue why hee 's the better son not to supplant his Father I mislike the prodigal affection thrown on him by all my subjects I bely'd my hopes when I presum'd this day had freely rid me of my worst vexation I was born to be a jade to Fate and fortunes scoff my cares grow double-great my cutting off Exit Actus 3. Scena 3. Enter Caigubus Achmetes Son Caig. If ever man lov'd sorrow wisht to grieve Father I do for thee Could I deprive my senses of each object but thy death then should I joy to sigh away my breath be Godhead to my griefe then shall these eyes with tributary tears bedeck thy shrine and thus I do invoke the nimble Ghost what ever or be of

big backt drowsie slaves I hear them both approach Enter Cherseogles and Achomates Cher. See where he stands I shall not be slow to second your encounter being met parley before you fight till I prepare my self to run upon him unaware meane while I 'le withdraw now for my Bassaes Exit Acho. A time of dismal blacknesse and my soul is dull and heavy as if envious night striv'd to subdue my fatal watchfulnesse But I have rush'd upon my foe whose there Sely. Answer thy Prince first I say what art thou Acho. He that usurp's hath title of a villaine Sely. But he that weares it is a Saint and such am I. Acho. Th' art a treacherous slave Sely. Achomates thou lyest this night shall prove I shrinke not to unmaske what I have done Acho. Oh heavens so impudently bad Sely. Good brother we know your vertues one that gains country gods and men slew an Ambassadour which here we must revenge Acho. Hearke in thine eare I le whisper forth thy mischiefs lest the heavens should teare and snatch them hence from my revenge in greedinesse of wrath They whisper Enter Cherseogles Isaack Mesithes Mustapha Cher. See where they stand Isaack Achomates and Cherseogles Cher. Both They are two we soure le ts run upon them 'T is very dark be certain in your aime and all strike home Omnes A match Mesi Isaack and I will take the nearest Musta And we the other Cher. Strike home and sure and here 's at them Stab him Sely. I have the Crown and I will Oh oh oh stab him Acho. Oh ô ô O villaine I am slain uterque morit Cher. It is not Cherseogles we have slain Isa Not Cherseogles villaine whom then speak They confer Cher. Achomates and Selymus Isa Ha! Cher. None other Isa Hast thou betray'd us so Cher. Be silent heare me There lie the Captaines of both Armies dead breathlesse and you so stupid to neglect the use of opportunities Isa What use Cher. Are you not rich wealthie in powerful gold go whilst the Souldiers lye thus destitute of any Leader frankly bribe both parts buy their unsetled love at any rate and creep into their bosome then in this dead want and dearth of Princes they will cleave to Isaack and at length salute Isa Me Emperor Cher. You apprehend it right Isa What blessed angel art thou Cher. 'T is no time for idle complements Isa Thy counsel 's good I would not let slip this sweet occasion for all the pretious plenty of the world come let 's away Cher. First make some quick dispatch with these now rivalls Isa True they 'le not endure my Soveraignty Hast no suddain wits how to remove them both Cher. No wile but strength are not we two They are no more we must encounter them 't is man to man the match no whit unequal Isa I am thine I hate to have co-partners in my state There shall not breath a man whose envious eye dares look a squint on my dread Majesty Mesi They that bring news first are still most welcome Musta Experience speaks it true Mes Let us hast Now Selymus we come to gratulate Isaack Stay Cherseo Stand. Mes How Mustaph VVhat meanes this Isaack Fate to your lives They fight Isaack is slaine Musta Sweet doings Isaack 'T is no lesse Sir witnesse this traytor I 'me slaine Moritur Cherseog Crosse fortune wicked chance but I must make the best of it Is he dead Mes Villaine he is and thy bad turne is next what devil did incite thee to incite Isaack ' gainst friends Injurious slave Must Urge him to no confession till the rack force from his closest thought unwilling truth He shall be doom'd for this notorious fact unto continuall paines hunger oppression want and slavery Mes That struck me full Have at thee hold thou art victor I have met the price of treason death and as I hop'd to rise by blood I fall so have I mist my scope delusion is the end of lawlesse hope Moritur Cherse Mesithes stay one moment art thou gone I am not far behinde I feele the blood by slow degrees ebb from my fainting brest I am heart struck and wounded even to death a Scene of slaughter this O just heavens still I plighted faith to each of these I wisht that if I fail'd in one I vow'd death should thus strike me I have gain'd my wish Then you imperiall Fates that intercept the brittle courses of fraile mortality continue this firme justice and enact a constant law that all false meaning hearts that think of oathes as of a puffe of wind may as I do thus sink into the grave my dying wish so thrive each perjur'd knave Moritur Enter Souldiers Soul 1 The night overblown and five a clock I wonder at their absence what are these our Generalls murdered our deere Selymus with his three Bassaes and Achomates Whose bloody hand is guilty of this fact Soul 2. A trembling shakes me 't was some power that frown'd at our proceedings Soul 3. Bajazet is new borne to his Soveraignty Soul 4. Let 's take their bodies bear them hence in unto their greatnesse and advise the foe of their slaine Generall sterne Achomates sound peacefull rumours we must resubmit to Bajazet so heaven hath thought it fit Exeunt Actus 5. Scen 9. Enter Bajazet and Haman with a book and candle Baja. Set down the book and candle go and provide the Potion to prevent my Feaver-fit till when I meane to study go make hast Exit Haman Fortune I thank thee thou' rt a gracious Whore thy happy anger hath immur'd a prince within the walls of base security Farewell thou swelling sea of Government on whose bright christall bosom floates along the gravell'd vessell of proud Majesty Ambition empty all thy bagge of breath send forth thy blast among the quiet waves and work huge tempests to confound the Art of the usurping Pilat Selymus Treason and envy like two bickering windes shake the unsetled fabrick of his State that from my study windowes I may laugh to see his broken fortune swallowed up in the quick-sands of danger and the sayle puft with the calm breath of a flattering chance by furious whirl-winds rended into rags and peece-meal scattered through the Ocean But peace my chiding spirit come thou man Takes the book of rare instinct blest Author of a book worthy the studies of a reading God thou do'st present before my wearied eyes Tiberius sweating in his policies dull Claudius gaged by dull flattery Nero unbowelling Nobility Galba undone by servants hardly good Otho o're-whelmd in love and drencht in blood Vitellius sleeping in the chaire of State Vespatian call'd to government by Fate still as my Muse doth travel o're their age a Princes care is writ in every Page Thus I unfold the volume of thy writ the chiefest solace of my moving wit Caedes eo fuit nobilior quia filius He reads Patrem interfecit Tacit. Hist lib. 20. Avaunt thou damn'd wizard did

Two deare friends Orestes soon to Agam. Pylades soon to Stroph. Electra Daughter to Agamemnon Aegystheus Adulterer with Clytemnestra Mysander A Favorite and Parasite Ajoung Childe of Aegystheus Nurse Two Lords Chamberlaine A Boy Attendants THE TRAGEDIE OF ORESTES Actus 1. Scena 1. Enter as from warre Agamemnon Clytemnestra Orestes Pylades Aegysteus cum caeteris Agam. NOw a faire blessing blesse my dearest earth and like a Bride adorne thy royall brow with fruits rich Garland a new married Bride Unto thy King and Husband who too long Hath left thee widdowed O me thinks I see Turnes to the spectators how all my Grecians with unsatiate lookes and greedy eyes doe bid mee welcome home Each eare that heares the clamour seemes to grieve it cannot speake and give a welcome King Come Clytemnestra let not anger make his wrinkled seat upon my loves faire brow I have too long beene absent from thy bed Chide me for that anon when arme in arme I shall relate those projects in love termes which when they first were acted made Mars feare to see each man turn'd to a God of warre Clyt. O my deare Lord absence of things wee love thus intermixt makes them the sweeter prove That your departure pierc'd my tender soule witnesse those Christall floods which in my eyes did make a sea when you should goe to sea those streames which then flow'd from the veines of greife at your returne doe overflow the banks But 't is with joy Agam. Now these eares indeed have chang'd their place they which were wont to heare no musique but the summoning of warre blowne thorow discords brazen instrument are blessed now with accents that doe fill my age-dry'd veynes with youthfull blood againe These eyes which had no other object once but Hector twixt the armes of Greece and Troy hewing downe men and making every field Flow with a sea of blood now see 's blood flow In my Orestes cheekes heaven blesse this plant Orestes kneeles sprung from the sap of this juicelesse oake Now be thy branches greene under whose shade I may be shadowed from the heat of warre Rise young Orestes Oh how it glads my soule to see my Queene and Sonne my Sonne and Queene Clyt. But come my Lord true love still hates delayes let no eares first be blessed with your breath till on my brest resting your wearied head You tell your warre where that the field 's your bed Aga. My Queen shal have her wil see how times change I that last night thought all the world a sea As if our common mother earth had now shot her selfe wholly into Neptunes armes and the strong hindges of the world had crackt letting the moone fall into th' swelling waves such watry mountaines oft did seeme to rise and quite o'rwhelme us all the winds at warre banded the sea on to the others coasts Jove thinking Neptune gan to strive for heaven sent a new sea from thence and with his thunder bad silence to the waves they uncontrold kept on their noyse and let their fury swell turning heaven earth sea clouds and all to hell Each Trojan that was saved then 'gan cry happy were they that did with Priam die It glads mee now to thinke that that night was no starre no not Orion there appear'd But this night 's turnd to day and here doth shine for a good Omen my embraced Queene With whom her Agamemnon still will stay till age and death shall beare him quite away Exeunt Agamemnon Clytemnestra cum caeteris Scena 2. Manet Egysteus Aegyst And that shal be ere long Tush shall be'sslow my vengefull thoughts tell mee thou now art dead Fie faint Apollo weakling infant-God why wouldst thou let lame Vulcan's hammers beat downe those brave Turrets which thou help'dst to build Venus I see thou art a woman now which here are like to take a double foyle for we that whilome revel'd in thy campe in the sweet pleasures of incestuous sheets must leave our lov'd unsatiate desires But now begin thou blacke Eumenides You hand-mayds of great Dis let such a flame of anger burne mee as doth Etnas forge on fury on our hate shall not die thus I 'll draw my poysonous arrow to the length that it may hit the mark and fly with strength Exit SCEN. 3. Enter Orestes Pylades Orest Come now my dearest friend my other self my empty soul is now fild to the top brimful with gladnesse and it must run o'r into my deare friends heart those silver haires which time hath crown'd my Fathers brow withal do shine within mine eyes and like the Sun extract all drossie vapors from my soul Like as the earth whom frost hast long benumb'd and brought an Icie drinesse on her face her veines so open at a sudden thaw that all plants fruits flowers and tender grafts kept as close prisoners in their mothers womb start out their heads and on a sudden doth the sad earth count'nance with a summer look So in this brest here in this brest deare friend whiles Annus ten times circled in the world ten clumzie winters and ten lagging springs hath with my fathers absence frozen beene all thoughts of joy which now shall make a spring in my refreshed soul Things that we daily see th' affections cloy hopes long desired bring the greatest joy Pyl. Nay but dear Cousin give not the reines too much to new received joyes lest that they run with so much speed that they out-breath themselves your Father is come home but being come should now some woful afterclap of fate which Omen Jove forbid should come to passe but take him hence again and crosse your joy each spark of gladness which you now conceive would turn a flame for grief still one extreame altering his course turns to the diverse theame Orest Tush Pylades talk not of what may be we may indeed i' th' clearest afternoone expect a storm Pyl. Yes and such stormes oft come and wet shrewd too before we get at home Orest O but I 'll be above all fatal power I that have such a Father new come home I that have such a friend such too rare gifts who gave me these gifts thought no scowling frown of angry fortune e'r should throw me down Pyl. Call them not gifts Orestes th' are but lent meere lendings friend and lendings we must pay when e'r the owner shall appoint his day Orest True Pylades but owners use to warn their debtors when they must bring in their summs but heavens tell me with favouring aspects I still must keep their lendings and possess with frolick joy all their lent happiness Pyl. Trust not the heavens too much although they smile good looks do mortal hearts too oft beguile the heavens are usurers and as oft 't is seen a full poucht churle give a most faire good e'en to his poor Creditor who trusting that hath slackt this payment on the morrow next he hath been rooted out by th' tuskey boare which gave the faire good e'en

I give shall make a heart to bleed and prove a true Physician so indeed Enter Mysander having o'r-heard their talk Mys 'T was my good Genius guided me here now to hear Conspiracy wherefore I 'll attach them Save you Gentlemen Ore Save you too if you please Pyl. Sir 't was small manners to interrupt our talk and give no warning of your being neer Mys Warning you shall have warning yes I know I heard you both and understood your plot you 'll turn Physician Sir and give rare Clysters shall work like Stibium to purge our hearts You thought to act well true Physicians parts Orest Therefore on thee our Medicine first shall work Stabs him Mys Help murder Orest Nay Parasite I 'll gag you you shall not fawn again or wag your tayl when the King nods Mys O help me I am slain Pyl. Stop his breath quickly if but he be dead we may escape the danger of the treason Orest Nay he is silent O but we are beset Scena 3. Enter a Lord and others at the out-cry Lor. Look out me thought I heard one cry out murder some voice I am sure did disturbe the Court it was Mysanders voice me thought that cried Spies him dead and see hee 's slain one whom the Kings esteem did rank among the best there are the Murderers Fellows how durst you thus abuse the Court Go haste to ' th' King tell him the men be here Pylad. Gentlemen we as lovers to the Court came here as strangers for to see the King this man being coming out too soon for us and for himself us'd us uncivilly we have been Gentlemen though our Fortunes now have put on Beggars weeds upon our backs who answering in the same sort he propos'd he struck us and men cannot endure blows so thinking much to be struck again he grew so hot he drew and made a Stab at which encounter both inclosing him 'twixt us he took a wound worse than we thought to give for we did think to have given none But since 't is thus we must appeal to th' King Lor. Yes and here comes his Majesty in person Scena 4. Enter Aegystheus with a Guard Aegy. A Guard there on us here is murder done What is Mysander kil'd our trusty servant Where are the vilians Orest O hold good heart hark hark he calls us villains Aegy. What is the matter speak how came he dead They shall die two deaths that did cause him one O est O I am now undone he must sit judge to condemne us that should massacre him Pyl. Nay keep a temper hold good friend a while Lord. My gracious sovereign these two be the men which have confess'd the deed Aegyst Are you the men which thus abus'd our state Was 't one or both if both you both shall die if one that one w 're just in our Decree Scen. 5. Enter Clyt. Tynd. Strophius Electra What is my Queen come here to hear the Cause We 'll then ascend and judge them instantly Ascends the Throne Or. O crack my ey-strings let these balls drop out or the quick sights like darts fly to their souls and pierce their entrails he King my mother Queen The Briseis and Achilles that in my dream We come to be condemn'd amongst our friends I will speak to them Electra's there And Storphius your old Father Pylades Pyl. Shew thy self valorous o'recome thy self If we be known we surely are condemn'd Aegyst Father Lord Strophius sit and hear the cause Clyt. Why my Lord what is' t makes the business thus Aegyst My Queen shall straitway know Bring them away Although it is not fallen out of our minde of a free act of pardon of all faults commited in the date of such a time our hand of mercy must not be so soft to cover o're with gentle lenity such ulcerous sores as these there is no place for mercy left murder must not finde grace Therefore our doom is past one needs must die blood still for blood unto the gods will cry Orest Then if thy doom be spent great King here stands the man that did it shewing his guilty hands Pylad. O hold thy doom a while it was not he His serious studies in the learned Arts hearing acute Philosophers dispute 'twixt life and death and of a future state would fain haste to it but the man was I beleeve not him 't was his desire to die Orest No King 't is he which in his desperate thoughts would loose the bands betwixt his soul and him ones self against ones self is witness store my self confesses what wouldst thou have more Pyl. Believe him not upon my knees I vow Kneels these hands are only branded with the guilt and for ones blood let not two lives be spilt Orest And on my knees I the like Oath do take I gave the stab my Dagger 's bloody yet Pyl. That was my Dagger King he took 't from me Or. He do's me wrong by 't was ever mine Aegyst This doth amaze us I ne're yet saw two turn Rhetoricians so to plead for death Would not the pardon of this odious fact like a foul stench or an unwholsom air send an infectious vapour through the Land and choak up Justice this fidelity should for this one time set two murderers free Cly. Now good my love methinks I pity them and prethee for my sake I know them not abate thy edge of Justice for this once Orest O what she spoke to damne it had been better Aegyst My love thou knowst I never look too stern upon a fault that could ask lenity But this is so transcendent and so great it must not be slipt with impunity To do a heynous murder and i'th'Court i' th place of Justice where the King might hear upon a chief attendant of the Kings Murder it self is past all expiation the greatest crime that Nature doth abhor not being is abominable to her and when we be make others not to be 't is worse than bestial and we did not so when only we by natures ayd did live a Heterogenious kind as semibeasts when reason challeng'd scarce a part in us but now doth manhood and civility stand at the Bar of Justice and there plead how much they 'r wronged and how much defac't when man doth dye his hands in blood of man Judgement it self would scarce a Law enact against the murderer thinking it a fact that man ' gainst man would never dare commit since the worst things of nature do not it Orest O how his words now rail against a sin which beat upon his Conscious thoughts within His tongue speaks fair his inparts look on them and they like Jury-men himself condemne Aside Pyl. But O great King if justice must have right let me stand only guilty in thy sight Orest No 't is not King 't was I that did the deed and for my action let no other bleed Aegyst In troth this makes my Doom it cannot fall Will none of you

confess Strophius weeps Orest Yes I confess Pylad. No King 't is I confess Aegyst How now Lord Strophius what affects you so that makes your tears bewrayers of some passion Stroph. My gracious Sovereign this strange spectacle renews the Memory of my once great loss and my dear Queens we once were blest with two which so had link'd themselves in bands of love as these men now do seem to me they have One stream of love did in two hearts so glide one with the other liv'd with th' other di'd And would my Queen be my competitor for our Sons sake my suits should joyn with her since Justice craves but one and both will go even save them both and right wrong'd Justice so Clyt. I good my love let Justice come and look if she can finde in all her Statute Book two men for the same crime should rightly die she will not say so Justice cannot lie And since they both will die let ones love save the others life and so both life shall have Aegyst In troth my Queen and my old Lord have mov'd Well since your loves are both so strongly tyed and friendship like an old acquaintance sends to her friend Justice that she should be milde and looks with eyes of Mercy on your fault considering our immunity proclaim'd and such Petitioners as you both have got Death in our Sentence now shall have no part whilst who should have done worst confession strives too much confession thus saves two mens lives But now we must demand what you made here What business or condition you profess Pylad. Great King our duty owes to thee our lives and were we men that striv'd to set a cloud before these gifts Art hath instructed us or we have purchac't at a most dear rate of cost and labour yet thy clemency commands us to lay open all to thee yet for my self I rather count my state blest that I lighted on this honest man whose accurate and watchful indagation hath taught him for to heal the wounds of Nature by his exceeding skill in wholsom herbs one that when I did think my shred of life had been quite cut did tie it up again and make it last recall'd my youthful dayes and made me Aeson-like become thus young for which great practise I did owe my life and thence proceeded our late pious strife Aeg. Nay then I 'm glad our mercy did extend on men whom such rare vertues do commend our love shall then grow greater our Court shall entertain you and 't may chance we will my Queen and I make tryal of your skill Orest My gracious Sovereign words must not have wings to pass and to out-flye the bounds of truth only to win the Elixar of opinion but for my friend I here profess so much and for my life do stand so deeply bound that all my Art can ne're make recompence Please but your Graces self and your dear Queen appoint the secrets of the safest room to let me shew my self to none but you though Nature dried up with too much time deny to spring in fruit from forth your loins or any other strange impediment our Art preserves from sickness ruining And 't will be blest to shew it to a King Aegyst Ha prethee let me speak with thee apart Thou strik'st on tunes now make me glad to hear we will commit our secresie to thee Can'st water barren Wombs with such a dew shall make 'em flourish and wax green with fruit Although we cannot altogether blame that Nature hath been too unkind to us yet we would plant each corner of our Realm with springing Branches of our Royal self to compass in our selves and we stand in the midst Kings in their Children do great blessing finde and great men love to Propagate their kinde Orest Great Sovereign boasting words shall ne're out-weigh the things I will perform I speak not fame but what I have said I will do the same Aegyst We like thy temper well and we will trust therefore this night we will appoint it so thou shalt be guided to our secretst room and there shalt use thy skill which if it take our love shall honour thee for Physicks sake Exeunt Aegyst Clyt. Tynd. Orest Good heavens I thank you your effectual power hath shewed your justice in this blessed hour Now is occasion put thus murder layes the trap wherein it self it self betrayes Pyl. Old Lord a word with you Orest and with you Lady They take Stroph. and Elect. back Pyl. Had not you once a Son lov'd the young prince Stop Yes Sir but Fates envied my happiness and holds both Prince and Son away too long Orest And had not you a brother Lady once When heard you of him last He went to travel Elect. In truth I had but I can hear no news They discover themselves Stro. O see my son welcome my dearest boy Elect. Our Brother our Orestes is come home Stroph. 'T is they indeed O how my blood revives Let me embrace them O ye 'r welcome home now is the Autumne of our sorrow done Elect. What silent place hath smothered you so long Of what great Powers have you counsel ta'ne concerning the great Plot you had in hand Orest Uncle and Sister we must not stand now embracing much and bidding welcome home you see before I come how things do stand My business hastens and my friend and I have yet a greater Project to perform Only Electra we must have your ayde to help us with their Child for now 's the time when blest occasion strives to help revenge Elect. Why Brother is the Child in any fault that was unborn when that our Father died And 't is a lusty boy O hurt not that Orest Tush I must have it it shall have no hurt worse than my Father Elect. Shal't not indeed Orest Believe me no worse hurt but let 's be gone I 'le be a tripode Paracelsian Exeunt Scen. 6. Enter a Chamberlain and a Boy to sweep the Room Cham. Boy sweep the room set each thing in his place the King and Queen take Physick here to night Boy Sir and you 'll help me I am ready here They set a Table Cham. Fetch them two Chairs Boy Yes Sir What Carpet mean you shall be spread a' th boord Cham. That of red velvet set the silver cups there may be use of them to take the potion Sets two bowles So now all 's well the room is well prepar'd Enter Orestes like a Doctor of Physick Orest Is this the room friend where the King must be Cham. Yes this is the room Sir 't is the privat'st this Orest You must avoyd it then and tell his Grace that I stay here provided ' gainst he come Cham. His Grace shall know it Exit Scena 7. Enter Pylades with a little boy in 's hand Pyl. I faith Orestes prethee spare the child it hath no fault but 't is too like thy mother Orest Like my mother O most execrable