live I will Nay weep not gentle Boy 'T is more than time Thou didst attend the Princess Bel. I am gone But since I am to part with you my Lord And none knows whether I live shall to do More Service for you take this little Prayer Heaven bless your Loves your Fights all your Designs May sick Men if they have your wish be well And Heaven hate those you curse tho' I be one Exit Phi. The Love of Boys to their dear Lords is strange I have read Wonders of it Yet this Boy For my sake if a Man may judge by looks And speech would out-do story I may see A Day to pay him for his Loyalty Exit Phi. Enter Pharamond Pha. Why should these Ladies stay so long They must come this way I know the Princess employs 'em not for the reverend Mother sent me word they would be all for the Garden If they should all prove honest now I were in a fair taking Enter Galatea crossing the Stage in haste Pha. So here 's one bolted Now for a fair Chace Aside Whither so fast fair Lady What running Races to catch Hearts Gal. Catch Hearts Catch Woodcocks Pha. How Madam Are poor Lovers Gal. O' th' two the more brainless Animals Pha. Nay Madam speak not so contemptibly Of your poor Captives nor that noble Passion Love It is the daily Work of your Creation Those Eyes can't look abroad without inspiring A Thousand Sighs and melting Souls No Madam Those lovely Eyes with all their Heaven of Charms Must have one starry Spark of Mercy shine too Yes you can love a little Gal. I love Yes Sir most passionately I love a Mornings Ramble an Evening's Play gay Mirth and flowing Joys soft Hours sweet sleeps and golden Dreams to crown 'em provided I have neither Fops Fools nor Fiddles to wake me out of ' em Pha. Nay Madam if Fops and Fools are only excluded then Wit and Sense belike those happier Favourites may hope a kinder Treatment Gal. Nay Sir I cant tell that neither For Wit and Sense are such Strangers to this part of the World that I declare I am that young Traveller as never went far enough to meet with either of ' em Pha. Nay my fair Critick now you are too severe But Madam not to lose th' important Minute But come a little seriously To the great business Love and Beauty 's born for Should a bold pushing Lover pitch before you What with a fair Challenge and a fair Field is there no hopes of drawing you to a fair Battel too Gal. Faith Sir none at all For to answer you in your own Martial Dialect there 's Policy in Love as well as War And wise Ladies act like prudent Generals we love as they fight never engage but upon Advantage Pha. Nay then there 's no way left but down-right Canonading Gal. Nay troth Sir that will do but little service neither For to tell you the Truth what between a little natural Pride feminine Honour and some other Virgin Ramparts about me my Out-works are so very strong that all your Canonading will do but feeble Execution Pha. This is a crafty Wench I like her Wit well She 's a Danae and must be courted in a Shower of Gold Madam look here all these and more Gal. What have you there my Lord Gold Now as I live 't is fair Gold you would have Silver for it to Play with the Pages you could not have taken me in a worse time But if you have present use my Lord I 'll send my Man with Silver and keep your Gold for you Pha. Lady Lady Gall. She 's coming Sir behind will take white Money Yet for all this I 'll watch ye Exit Gal. behind the Hangings Pha. If there be but two such more in this Kingdom and near the Court we may ev'n hang up our Harps ten such Champhier Constitutions as this would call the Golden Age again in question Enter Megra Here 's another Many fair Mornings Lady Meg. As many Mornings bring as many Days Fair sweet and hopeful to your Grace Pha. She gives good Words yet sure this Wench is free If your more serious Business do not call you let me hold Quarter with you we 'll talk an Hour Out quickly Meg. What would your grace talk of Pha. Of some such pretty Subject as your self I 'll go no farther than your Eye or Lip There 's Theme enough for one Man for an Age. Meg. Sir they stand right and my Lips are yet even Smooth young enough ripe enough and red enough Or my Glass wrongs me Pha. O they are two twin Cherrries died in Blushes Which those fair Suns above with their bright Beams Reflect upon and ripen Sweetest Beauty Bow down those Branches that the longing taste Of the faint looker on may meet those Blessings And taste and live Meg. O delicate sweet Prince She that has Snow enough about her Heart To take the wanton Spring of ten such Lines off May be a Nun without Probation Pha. But we lose time dear Madam Can you love Meg. Love you my Lord How would you have me love you Pha. I 'le teach you in a short Sentence ' cause I will not load your Memory This is all love me and lye with me Meg. Was it lye with you that you said 'T is impossible Pha. Not to a willing Mind that will endeavour if I do not teach you to do it as easily in one Night as you 'll go to Bed I 'll lose my royal Blood for 't Meg. Why Prince you have a Lady of your own that yet wants teaching Pha. I 'll sooner teach a Mare the old measures than teach her any thing belonging to the Function she 's afraid to lie with her self if she have but any masculine Imaginations about her I know when we are married I must ravish her Meg. By my Honour that 's a foul Fault indeed Pha. And for any other I see excepting your dear self dearest Lady Meg. Has your Grace seen the Court-Star Galatea Pha. Out upon her she 's as cold of her Favour as an Apoplex she sail'd by but now Meg. And how do you hold her Wit Sir Pha. I hold her Wit The Strength of all the Guard cannot hold it if they were tied to it But speak sweet Lady shall I be freely welcome Meg. Whither Pha. To your Bed if you mistrust my Faith you do me the unnoblest Wrong Meg. I dare not Prince I dare not Pha. Make your own Conditions my Purse shall seal ' em Come I know you are bashful speak in my Ear will you be mine Keep this and with it me at Night I 'll visit you Meg. My Lord my Chamber 's most unsafe but when 't is Night I 'll find some means to slip into your Lodging till when Pha. Till when this and my heart go with thee Ex. several ways Enter Galatea from behind the Hangings Gal. Oh thou pernicious Petticoat Prince are these your Vertues Well if I
And all his Injuries so much lamented Cler. Our brave Philaster Dion Yes that Galant Hero Who in our late Calabrian Wars when our Inglorious King in two set Battels lost Our Armies broken and our Glory tottering Was sent by Heaven our Champion and Protector Took up the falling Sword our feeble Monarch dropt And led us on to that prodigious Victory As washt off all our Stains and more than heal'd Our Nation 's Bleeding Honour Thra. Ay my Lord There spoke the Voice of Truth The bold Philaster Whose Sword has planted us those Fields of Lawrel No less a Trophy than the fair Calabrian Diadem Laid at the Feet of this ungrateful King Cler. Troth Gentlemen my Ignorance in State Politicks Will not let me know why our forgetful King When this most generous Stranger The Atlas of our Kingdom had not only Repar'd our Loss retriev'd our Fame won him A Crown and shielded ev'n the very Head that wore it Our King I say in a Return for all This Prodigy of Obligations shou'd refuse him So reasonable and modest a Request As only lending him part of those Forces For the recovery of his lost Arragon Which his own Hand had taught the Trade of War Torn from him in his weak and sleeping Infancy By Spain's encroaching Monarch Nay and still Our King to heap those daily Slights upon him Making his Services so poor a Payment As if he studied to inform the World He never ow'd him any thing Dion Right Sir Philaster won him a Crown and still the old Custom The Founder of the Feast has least part of the Banquet But Gentlemen you have not nickt the Mark yet For his refusing him to lend him Arms For the recovery of his lost Arragon There 's twenty State Excuses As perhaps He was not willing to provoke a Neighbour So Potent as the Spaniard Or what not But here 's a Slight a hundred times more barbarous Who must he choose a Husband for his Daughter The Heir of both those Crowns but this young Spaniard All the Proud Trophies of Philaster's Sword Made the fair Prize of his insulting Enemy Such an Affront Indignity like this Not all the whole State-Rhetorick can soften Cler. But Sir how does the wrong'd Philaster bear it Dion But ill enough no doubt I must confess His Modesty and Virtue are too Dumb Complainants Yet his Murmurs have but whisper'd But when th' Alarm of our Cries shall wake him We hope to see that Day when we shall teach him To make his Wrongs talk louder Enter Gallatea Megra and Ladies Thra. See the Ladies By this good Light a jolly Troop of fair ones What 's the first Dion A wise and modest Gentlewoman that attends the Princess Cler. The Second Dion Faith I think she is one whom the State keeps for the Agents of our Confederate Princes Her Name is common through the Kingdom and the â—rophies of her Dishonour advanc'd beyond Hercules's Pillars She loves to â—y the several Constitutions of Mens Bodies for the good of the Common-â—ealth Cler. She 's a prositable Member Meg. Peace if you love me you shall see these Gentlemen stand their Ground and not Court us Gal. What if they should Meg. What if they should Why if they should I say they were neâ—er abroad what Forreigner would do so It writes them directly 〈◊〉 travell'd Cler. Madam your best Desires attend you Gal. So attended my Train's a very fair one Cler. How fair Madam Gal. As Virgin Innocence Sir Cler. O fye such blooming Youth and smiling Charms And sleep in melancholy Virgin-Sheets 〈◊〉 is a Fault sweet Lady Gal. That you would mend sweet Lord. Cler. With all my Soul dear Angel Offering to embrace her Gal. Nay hold Sir Distance and cool Air are Summer Blessings â—nd I shall be very angry if you rob me of them Cler. By this right Hand a Gypsie Gal. What! for telling you your slender Fortune Sir Thra. Why Cleremont look to your self she 'll be too hard for you Gal. Not too easie Sir and the other Fault 's more pardonable Meg. Why how now Gallatea all the Hearts your own â—e shall grow envious presently indeed we shall â—is you that carry the whole Court away Gal. As much of it as I can bear Madam and truly A very little tires me But envious Madam Not quite to lose your Kindness Nor engross all the Love my tender Weakness Is ready to resign the heavier weight of it To your more able strength Meg. Say you so pert one You are very brisk methinks but I shall match you Gal. At your own Play no doubt for I am no Gamester Meg. Well well the time may come Gal. When yon and I may laugh together You at making the Jest and I at marring it Thra. But see the King Enter King Pharamond Arethusa Guards c. King To give a stronger Testimony of our Love Than sickly Promises which commonly In Princes find both Birth and Burial In one Breath we have drawn you worthy Sir To make your fair Indearments to our Daughter And worthy Services known to our Subjects Now lov'd and wonder'd at Next our Intent To plant you deeply our immediate Heir Both to our Blood and Kingdoms For this Lady The best part of your Life as you confirm me And I believe you her few Years and Sex Yet teach her nothing but her Fears and Blushes Desires without Desire Discourse and Knowledge Only of what her self is to her self Make her feel moderate Health And when she Sleeps In making no ill Day knows no ill Dreams Last Noble Son for so I now must call you What I have done thus publick is not only To add a Comfort in particular To you or me but all and to confirm The Nobles and the Gentry of these Kingdoms By Oath to your Succession which shall be Within this Month at most Thra. This will be hardly done Cler. It must be ill done if it be done Dion When 't is at best 't will be but half done Whilst so brave a Gentleman is wrong'd and flung off Thra. I fear Cler. Who does not Dion I fear not for my self and yet I fear too Well we shall see we shall see no more Pha. Kissing your white Hand Mistress I take leave To thank your Royal Father And thus far To be my own free Trumpet Understand Great King and these your Subjects mine that must be For so deserving you have spoke me Sir And so deserving I dare speak my self To what a Person of what Eminence Ripe Expectation of what Faculties Manners and Virtues you would wed your Kingdoms You in me have your Wishes Gentlemen Believe me in a Word a Prince's Word There shall be nothing to make up a Kingdom Mighty and flourishing defenc'd and feard Equal to be Commanded and Obey'd But through the Travels of my Life I 'll find it And tye it to this Country And dearest Lady to your dearest self Dear in the choice of him whose Name and Lustre Must
Thing As Virtue but will second your Attempts Phi. What do I live to hear Oh! Gentlemen As you would have your Names your deathless Names Fill the fair Annals of recorded Glory Blot not your Memories with a Stain so impious Dion No thou too matchless Honour can we live Those Galless-doves thus to behold such Virtue Loaded and crusht beneath thy Weight of Injuries Phi. My Injuries No my too generous Friends I have no Wrongs you do not hear me murmur Dion No Wrongs And such prodigious Services Thus barbarously paid thy Toyls thy Victories A conquer'd Kingdom and so lean a Harvest From such a Field of Lawrels Phi. Conquer'd Name it not The Chance of War meer Providence Consider It was my stars that battel'd and not I. But say that I have conquer'd grant me all Your utmost love can give Say I 've won Empires Worn Crowns upon my Sword in your King's Cause And he perhaps forgets me 'Las Gentlemen I want not his Remembrance If I 've done well the Glory of well-doing Repays it self Virtue 's its own Reward In its rich self a fair and ample Patrimony And stands above the poor and sordid thought Of mercenary Hope Dion Oh thou bright Miracle Of unexampled Worth Suppose that we Can bear thy Wrongs can we support our own Those poor Hen-hearted Slaves that abject Patience To see the fair Succession of a Crown Power 's Soveraign Regalia made th' Inheritance Of Lust and Shame Perhaps a base-got Brood Rais'd up to tread upon the Necks of Honour The Princess Sir that once lov'd Beauty now The universal Hate Phi. Why what of her Dion Is loath'd as much as he Phi. By what strange means Dion She 's known a Whore Phi. Thou liest Dion My Lord Phi. Thou liest And thou shalt feel it I had thought thy Mind Had been of Honour Thus to rob a Lady Of her good Name is an infectious Sin Not to be pardon'd be it false as Hell 'T will never be redeem'd if it be sown Amongst the People fruitful to increase All evil they shall hear Let me alone That I may cut off falshood whilst it springs Set Hills on Hills betwixt me and the Man That utters this and I will scale them all And from the utmost Top fall on his Neck Like Thunder from a Clowd Dion This is most strange Sure he does love her Phi. I do love fair Truth She is my Mistress and who injures her Draws Vengeance from me Sirs let go my Arms. Thra. Nay good my Lord. be patient Cler. Sir remember this is your honour'd Friend That comes to do his Service and will shew you Why he utter'd this Phi. I ask you Pardon Sir My Zeal to Truth made me unmannerly Should I have heard dishonour spoke of you Behind your back untruly I had been As much distemper'd and enrag'd as now Dion But this my Lord is Truth Phi. O say not so good Sir forbear to say so Is it then truth that Woman-kind is false Urge me no more it is impossible Why should you think the Princess light Dion Why she was taken at it Phi. 'T is false by Heaven 't is false It cannot be Can it Speak Gentlemen for Heaven's Love speak Is 't possible can Women all be damn'd Dion Why no my Lord Phi. Why then it cannot be Dion And she was taken with her Boy Phi. What Boy Dion A Page a Boy that serves her Phi. Oh good Gods a little Boy Dion I know you him my Lord Phi. Hell and Sin know him Sir you are deceiv'd I 'll reason it a little coldy with you If she were lustful would she take a Boy That knows not yet desire She would have one Should meet her Thoughts and know the Sin he acts Which is the great delight of Wickedness You are abus'd and so is she and I. Dion How you my Lord Phi. Why all the World 's abus'd In an unjust Report Dion Oh noble Sir your Vertues Can't look into the subtle Thoughts of Woman In short my Lord I took them I my self Phi. Now all the Devils thou didst fly from my Rage Would thou hadst ta'ne Furies ingendring Plagues When thou didst take them hide thee from my Eyes Would thou hadst taken Thunder on thy Breast When thou didst take them or been strucken Dumb For ever that this foul Deed might have slept In silence Thra. Have you known him so ill temper'd Cler Never before Phi. The Winds that are let loose From the Four several Corners of the Earth And spread themselves all over Sea and Land Kiss not a chaste one What Friend bears a Sword To run me through Dion Why my Lord are you so mov'd at this Phi. When any fall from Vertue I am distracted I have an Interest in 't Dion But good my Lord recall your self And think what 's best to be done Phi. I thank you I will do it Please you to leave me I 'll consider of it To-morrow I will find your Lodging forth And give you answer Dion All the Gods direct you The readiest way Thra. He was extream impatient Cler. It was his Virtue and his noble Mind Ex. Dion Cler. Thra. Phi. I had forgot to ask him where he took them I 'll follow him O that I had a Sea Within my Breast to quench the Flames I feel More Circumstances will but fan this Fire It more afflicts me now to know by whom This Deed is done than simply that ' t is done And he that tells me this is honourable As far from lies as she is far from truth O that like Beasts we could not grieve our selves With that we see not Bulls and Rams will fight To keep their Females standing in their sight But take 'em from them and you take at once Their Spleens away and they will fall again To their fair Pastures growing fresh and fat And taste the Waters of the Springs as sweet As 't was before They find no start in sleep Enter Bellario But miserable Man See see you Gods He walks still and the Face you let him wear When he was Innocent is still the same Not blasted Is this Justice Do you mean To intrap Mortality that you allow Treason so smooth a Brow I cannot now Think he is guilty Bel. Health to you my Lord The Princess does commend her Love her Life And this to your dear Hand Phi. Oh Bellario Now I perceive she loves me she does shew it In loving thee my Boy she has made thee brave Bel. My Lord she has attir'd me past my Wish Past my Desert most fit for her Attendant Tho' far unfit for me who do attend Phi. Thou art grown courtly Boy O let all Women That love black Deeds learn to dissemble here Here in this Paper She does write to me As if her Heart were Mines of Adamant To all the World besides but to me only A Maiden-snow that melted with my looks Tell me my Boy how does the Princess use thee For I shall guess
of this brave Fellow Meg. A pretty talking Fellow hot at hand but eye yon Stranger is he not a fine compleat Gentleman O these Strangers I do affect them strangely as I live I could love all the Nation over and over for his sake Gal. Comfort your poor Head-piece Lady 't is a weak one Exeunt Ladies Dion See how his Fancy labours has he not Spoke home and bravely what a dangerous Train Did he give fire to How he shook the King Made his Soul melt within him and his Blood Run into Whay it stood upon his Brow Like a cold Winter Dew Phi. Gentlemen You have no suit to me I am no Minion Cle. How do you worthy Sir Phi. Well very well And so well that if the King please I find I may live many Years Di. The King must please Whilst we know what you are and who you are Your Wrongs and Injuries Shrink not worthy Sir But add the Merit of your Glories to you In whose fair Name we 'll waken all the Gods To arm for your Protection Phi. Friends no more Our Ears may be corrupted Do you love me Thra. Do we love Heav'n and Honour Phi. My Lord Dion you had A vertuous Gentlewoman call'd you Father Is she yet alive Dion Most honour'd Sir she is But for the Penance of an idle Dream Has undertook a tedious Pilgrimage Enter Galatea Phi. Is it to me or any of these Gentlemen you come Gal. To you my Lord The Princess would intreat Your present Company Phi. The Princess send for me You are mistaken Gal. If you be call'd Philaster 't is to you Ex. Gal. Phi. Kiss her fair Hand and say I will attend her Dion Do you know what you do Phi. Yes go to see a Woman Cler. But do you weigh the danger you are in Phi. Danger in a sweet Face By Jupiter I must not fear a Woman Thra. But are you sure it was the Princess sent It may be some soul Train to catch your Life Phi. I do not think it Gentlemen She 's Noble Hear Eye may shoot me Dead or those true red And white Fiends in her Face may steal my Soul out There 's all the Danger in 't but be what may Her single name has arm'd me Exit Phi. Dion Go on And be as truly Happy as th' art Fearless Exeunt Enter Arethusa and Galatea Are. Comes he not Gal. Madam Are. Will Philaster come Gal. Dear Madam you were wont To credit me at first Are. But didst thou tell me so I am forgetful and my Womans Strength Is so o'recharg'd with Dangers like to grow About my Marriage that these Under-things Dare not abide in such a troubled Sea How lookt he when he told thee he would come Gal. Why well Are. And not a little fearful Gal. Fear Madam sure he knows not what it is Are. You all are of his Faction the whole Court Is bold in Praise of him whilst I May live neglected and do noble things As Fools in Strife throw Gold into the Sea Drowned in the doing But I know he fears Gal. Fear Madam methought his looks had more Of Love than Fear Are. Of Love To whom To you Did you deliver those plain Words I sent With such a winning Gesture and quick Look That you have caught him Gal. Madam I mean to you Are. Of Love to me Alas thy Ignorance Lets thee not see the Crosses of our Births Nature that loves not to be questioned Why she did this or that but has her Ends And knows she does well never gave the World Two things so opposite so contrary As he and I am If a Bowl of Blood Drawn from this Arm of mine would poyson thee A Draught of his would cure thee Love to me Gal. Madam I think I hear him Are. Bring him in You Gods that would not have your Dooms withstood Whose holy Wisdoms at this time it is To make the Passions of a feeble Maid The way to your bright Justice I Obey Enter Philaster Gal. Here is my Lord Philaster Are. Oh 't is well Withdraw your self Exit Galatea Phi. Madam your Messenger Made me believe you wish'd to speak with me Are. 'T is true Philaster but the Words are such I have to say and do so ill beseem The Mouth of Woman that I wish them said And yet am loth to speak them Oh! Philaster Tho' by my own rich Veins born Heir to this Fair Cicily and by thy richer Glories Intituled to the no less Fair Calabria Yet that unsatisfied Ambition haunts me And whispers me I must enjoy thy Arragon Phi. My Arragon Are. Thine or I die by Heaven I die Philaster If I not calmly may enjoy thy Right Phi. I would do much to save that Noble Life Yet would be loth to have Posterity Find in our Stories that Philaster gave His Right to a Royal Scepter tho' a broken one To save a Ladies longing Are. Nay then hear I must and will have that and more Phi. What more Are. Or lose that little Life the Gods prepared To trouble this poor piece of Earth withal Phi. Madam what more Are. Turn then away thy Face Phi. No. Are. Do. Phi. Turn away my Face I never yet saw Enemy that lookt So dreadfully but that I thought my self As great a Basalisk as he or spake So horrible but that I thought my Tongue Bore Thunder underneath as much as his Nor Beast that I could turn from Shall I then Begin to fear sweet Sounds a Ladies Voice Whom I do love Say you would have my Life Why I will give it you for 't is of me A thing so loath'd and to your self that ask Of so poor use that I shall make no Price If you intreat I will unmov'dly hear Are. Yet for my sake a little bend thy looks Phi. I do Are. Then Know I must have that and thee Phi. And me Are. Thy Love without which all the Land Discover'd yet will serve me for no use But to be buried in Phi. Is 't possible Are. Now my Philaster if my blushing Weakness Has not made cheap the easy Heart I 've given thee I have unript my Breast Phi. Madam you are too full of noble thoughts To lay a Train for so contemn'd a Life Which you may have for asking to suspect Were base where I deserve no ill love you By all my Hopes I do above my Life But how this generous Goodness should proceed From you those lovely Eyes to smile so kind And shine so warm upon the lost Philaster By Heav'n is all amazing Are. Another Soul into my Body shot Could not have fill'd me with more Strength and Spirit Than this thy Breath But spend not hasty time In seeking how I came thus 'T is the Gods The Gods that make me so and sure our Love Will be the nobler and the better blest In that the secret Justice of Heaven Is mingled with it Thou hast been wrong'd Philaster And fated by the Powers that reward Vertue 'T is
I am born to right thee Phi. Brightest Excellence From those dear Charms there pours such Blessings on me Thus kneeling let me catch the golden Shower Are. Rise my Philaster and forgive the Cruelty Of our hard Stars when I am forc'd to tell you That there 's a thousand dangerous Eyes upon us Nor must we give our Foes the Power to hurt us Since then our happy Meetings must be few Say how shall we devise To hold Intelligence That our true Loves On any new Occasion may consult What Path is best to tread Phi. I have a Boy Sent by the Gods I hope to this intent Not yet seen in the Court Hunting the Buck I found him sitting by a Fountain side Of which he borrow'd some to quench his Thirst And paid the Nymph again as much in Tears By him a Garland lay made by himself Of many several Flowers bred in the Bay Stuck in that mystick Order that the rareness Delighted me But ever when he turned His tender Eyes upon 'em he would weep As if he meant to make 'em grow again Seeing such pretty helpless Innocence Dwell in his Face I ask'd him all his Story He told me that his Parents gentle died Leaving him to the Mercy of the Fields Which gave him Roots and of the Crystal Springs Which did not stop their Courses and the Sun Which still he thank'd him yielded him his Light Then took he up his Garland and did shew What every Flower as Country-people hold Did signifie and how all ordered thus Exprest his Grief And to my thoughts did read The prettiest Lecture of his Country Art That could be wish'd I gladly entertain'd him Who was as glad to follow and have got The trustiest lovingst and the gentlest Boy That ever Master kept Him will I send To wait on you and bear our hidden love Enter a Lady Are. 'T is well no more La. Madam the Prince is come to do his Service Are. What will you do Philaster with your self Phi. Why that which all the Gods appoint out for me Are. Dear hide thy self Bring in the Prince Phi. Hide me from Pharamond When Thunder speaks which is the Voice of Jove Though I do reverence yet I hide me not And shall a Stranger Prince have leave to brag To a Foreign Nation that he made Philaster hide himself Are. He cannot know it Phi. Though it should sleep for ever to the World It is a simple sin to hide my self Which will for ever on my Conscience liel Are. Then good Philaster give him scope and way In what he says for he is apt to speak What you are loth to hear For my sake do Phi. I will Enter Pharamond Pha. My Princely Mistress as true Lovers ought I come to kiss these fair hands and to shew In outward Ceremonies the dear Love Writ in my Heart Phi. If I shall have an answer no directlier I am gone Pha. To what would he have answer Are. To his Claim to the Crown of Arragon Pha. Sir I forbore you before the King Phi. Good Sir do so still I would not talk with you Pha. But now the time is fitter do but offer To make mention of Right to any Kingdom Tho' it be scarce habitable Phi. Good Sir let me go Pha. And by the Gods Phi. Peace Pharamond If thou Are. Leave us Philaster Phi. I have done Pha. You are Gone by Heaven I 'll fetch you back Phi. You shall not need Pha. What now Phi. Know Pharamond I loath to brawl with such a blast as thou Who art nought but a valiant Voice But if Thou shalt provoke me farther Men shall say Thou wert and not lament it Pha. Do you slight My Greatness so and in the Chamber of the Princess Phi. It is a Place to which I must confess I owe a Reverence But wer't the Church I at the Altar there 's no Place so safe Where thou dar'st injure me but I dare kill thee And for your Greatness know Sir I can grasp You and your Greatness thus thus into nothing Give not a Word not a Word back Farewell Exit Pha. 'T is an odd Fellow Madam we must stop His Mouth with some Office when we are married Are. You were best make him your Controuler Pha. I think he would discharge it well But Madam I hope our Hearts are knit but yet so slow The Ceremonies of State are that 't will be long Before our Hands be so A Month an Age So long a Fast and not one Taste of Love Are. If you dare speak such Thoughts I must withdraw in Honour Exit Are. Pha. The Constitution of my Body will never hold out till the Wedding I must seek out elsewhere Exit Pha. ACT II. SCENE I. Enter Philaster and Bellario Phi. AND thou shalt find her honourable Boy Full of regard to thy sweet tender Youth For thine own Modesty and for my sake Apter to give than thou wilt be to ask I or deserve Bel. Sir you did take me up when I was nothing And only yet am something by being yours You trusted me unknown and that which you were apt To conster a simple Innocence in me Perhaps might have been Craft The Cunning of a Boy Harden'd in Lies and Theft yet ventur'd you To part my Miseries and me For which I never can expect to serve a Lady That bears more Honour in her Breast than you Phi. But Boy it will prefer thee thou art young And bearest a childish over-flowing Love To them that clap thy Cheeks and speak thee fair But when thy Judgment comes to rule those Passions Thou wilt remember best those careful Friends That plac'd thee in the noblest way of Life She is a Princess I prefer thee to Bel. In that small time that I have seen the World I never knew a Man hasty to part With a Servant he thought trusty I remember My Father would prefer the Boys he kept To greater Men than he but did it not Till they were grown too sawcy for himself Phi. Why gentle Boy I find no Fault at all In thy Behaviour Bel. Sir if I have made A Fault of Ignorance instruct my Youth I shall be willing if not apt to learn Age and Experience will adorn my Mind With larger Knowledge and if I have done A wilful Fault think me not past all hope For once what Master holds so strict a Hand Over his boy that he will part with him Without one warning Let me be corrected To break my Stubborness if it be so Rather than turn me off and I shall mend Phi. Thy Love does plead so prettily to stay That trust me I could weep to part with thee Alas I do not turn thee off thou knowest It is my business that does call thee hence And when thou art with her thou dwell'st with me Think so and 't is so And when time is full That thou hast well discharg'd this heavy Trust Laid on so weak a one I will again With Joy receive thee as I
do not lay a train to blow your Sport up I am no Woman And Lady Towsabel I 'll fit you for 't Exit Gal. Enter Arethusa and a Lady Are. Where 's the Boy La. Within Madam Are. Gave you him Gold to buy him Cloaths La. I did Are. And has he done 't La. Yes Madam Are. 'T is a pretty sad talking Boy is it not Asked you his Name La. No Madam Enter Galatea Are. O you are welcome what good News Gal. As good as any one can tell your Grace That says she has done that you would have wish'd Are. Hast thou discovered Gal. I have strain'd a point of Modesty for you Are. I prithee how Gal. In listning after bawdery I see let a Lady live never so modestly she shall be sure to find one lawful time to hearken after bawdery your Prince brave Pharamond was so hot on 't Are. With whom Gal. Why with the Lady I suspected I can tell the time and place Are. O when and where Gal. To Night his Lodging Are. Run thy self into the Presence mingle there again With other Ladies leave the rest to me Where 's the Boy Enter Bellario La. Here Madam Are. Sir you are sad to change your Service is 't not so Bel. Madam I have not chang'd I wait on you To do him Service Are. Tell me thy Name Bell. Bellario Are. Thou canst sing and play Bell. If Grief will give me leave Madam I can Are. Alas What kind of Grief can thy Years know Hadst thou a curst Master when thou went'st to School Thou art not capable of other Grief Thy Brows and Cheeks are smooth as Waters be When no Breath troubles them Believe me Boy Care seeks out wrinckled Brows and hollow Eyes And builds himself Caves to abide in them Come Sir tell me truly does your Lord love me Bell. Love Madam I know not what it is Are. Canst thou know Grief and never yet knew'st Love Thou art deceived Boy does he speak of me as if he wish'd me well Bell. If it be Love To forget all respect to his own Friends With thinking of your Face if it be Love To sit cross-arm'd and think away the Day Mingled with Starts crying your Name as loud And hastily as Men i' th' Streets do Fire If it be Love to weep himself away When he but hears of any Lady dead Or kill'd because it might have been your chance If when he goes to rest which will not be 'Twixt every Prayer he says to name you once As others drop a Bead if this be to be in Love Then Madam I dare swear he loves you Are. O y' are a cunning Boy and taught to lye For your Lord's credit but thou knowest a lye That bears this found is welcomer to me Than any Truth that says he loves me not Lead the way Boy do you attend me too 'T is thy Lord's business hastes me thus away Exeunt Enter Dion Cleremont Thraselin Megra Galatea Dion Come Ladies shall we talk a round As men Do walk a mile Women should talk an hour After supper 'T is their Excercise Gal. 'T is late Meg. 'T is all My Eyes will do to lead me to my Bed Gal. I fear they are so heavy you 'll scarce find The way to your own Lodging with 'em to night Enter Pharamond Thra. The Prince Pha. Not a-Bed Ladies y' are good Sitters up What think you of a pleasant Dream to last Till Morning Meg. I should chuse my Lord a pleasing Wake before it Enter Arethusa and Bellario Are. 'T is well my Lord y' are courting of Ladies Is 't not late Gentlemen Cler. Yes Madam Are. Wait you there Exit Are. Meg. She 's jealous as I live look you my Lord The Princess has a Hylas an Adonis Pha. His form is Angel-like Meg. Why this is he must when you are wed Sit by your Pillow like young Apollo with His Hand and Voice binding your Thoughts in sleep The Princess does provide him for you and for her self Pha. I find no Musick in these Boys Meg. Nor I. They can do little and that small they do They have not wit to hide Dion Serves he the Princess Thra. Yes Dion 'T is a sweet Boy how brave she keeps him Pha. Ladies all good rest I mean to kill a Buck To Morrow Morning e're y 'ave done your Dreams Exit Meg. All happiness attend your Grace Gentlemen good rest Come shall we to Bed Gal. Yes All good night Ex. Gal. Meg. Dion May your Dreams be true to you What shall we do Gallants 'T is late the King Is up still see he comes a Guard along With him Enter King Arethusa and Guard K. Look your Intelligence be true Are. Upon my Life it is K. Haste some of you and cunningly discover If Megra be in her Lodging Exit Dion Cler. Sir she parted hence but now with other Ladies K. If she be there we shall not need to make A vain Discovery of our Suspicion Are. But Sir I hope your Highness will not tye 〈◊〉 to a Man That in the heat of woing throws me off And takes another Cler. What should this mean King If it be true That Lady had much better have embraced Cureless Diseases Get you to your Rest Exeunt Areth. Bel. c. You shall be righted Gentlemen draw near We shall employ you Is Young Pharamond Come to his Lodging Thra. I saw him enter there King Well a few Minutes Shall solve this lowring Riddle And if this Lascivious Syren Fiend has play'd the Traytress Enter Dion Dion Sir I have asked and her Women swear she is within but they I think are Bawds I told 'em I must speak with her they laught and said their Lady lay speechless I said my business was important They said their Lady was about it I grew hot and cry'd my business was a matter that concern'd Life and Death They answer'd so was Sleeping at which their Lady was I urg'd again she had scarce time to be so since I last saw her They smil'd again and seem'd to instruct me that sleeping was nothing but lying down and winking Answers more direct I could not get In short Sir I think she is not there King 'T is then no time to dally you o' th' Guard Wait at the back door of the Prince's Lodging And see that none pass thence upon your Lives Knock Gentlemen knock loud louder yet What has their Pleasure taken off their Hearing I 'le break your Meditations Knock again Not yet I do not think he sleeps having this Larum by him Once more Pharamond Prince Pharamond above Pha. What sawcy Groom knocks at this dead of night By my vexed Soul He meets his Death that meets me for this boldness K. Prince you wrong our thoughts we are your Friends Come down Pha. The King K. The same Sir come down Enter Pharamond below We have cause of present Counsel with you Pha. If your Grace please of use me I 'le attend you To your Chamber K.
thou she Where wert thou born Bell. In Syracuse Dion What 's thy Name Bell. Euphrasia Dion Oh my shame Now all 's discovered King What is discovered Sir Dion Her Vertue and my Shame It is a Woman Phil. How Say that again Dion It is a Woman King Lay hold upon that Lady To Megra Phil. It is a Woman Oh my Arethusa Thy fair and vertuous Name shall live to Ages In spite of all Hells malice King But speak You Where lies his Shame Bel. I am his Daughter Areth. The Gods are just Dion I dare accuse none but before you two The vertue of our Age I bend my knee For Mercy Phil. Take it freely for I know Though what thou didst was indiscreetly done 'T was meant well Areth. And for me I have the Power To Pardon Sins as oft as any Man Has Power to wrong me Phil. But Bellario for I must call thee still so tell me why Thou didst conceal thy Sex it was a fault A Fault Bellario though thy other Deeds Of Truth out-weigh'd it All these Jealousies Had flown to nothing if thou hadst discovered What now we know Bell. My Father would oft speak Your Worth and â—irtue and as I did grow More and more apprahensive I did thirst To see the Man so praised But yet all this Was but a Maiden longing to be lost As soon as found till sitting in my Window Printing my thoughts in Lawn I saw a God I thought but it was you enter'd our Gates Then was I call'd away to entertain you Never was Pleasure sure that equall'd mine You left a kiss upon these Lips which I Will keep from you for ever When you were gone I grew acquainted with my Heart and searched What stird it so Alas I found it Love Yet far from an impure desire for cou'd I but have lived In presence of you I had had my end For this I did delude my noble Father With a feind Pilgrimage and drest my self In habit of a Boy And for I knew My Birth no match for you I was past hope Of that high Bliss And understanding well That when I made discovery of my Sex I cou'd not stay with you I made a Vow By all the most Religious things a Maid Could call together never to be known Whilst there was hopes to hide me from men's Eyes Then sate I by the Fount where first you took me up King Search out a Match through my whole Kingdoms And I will pay thy Dowry and thy self Will't well deserve him Bell. Never Sir will I Marry it is a thing within my Vow But if I may have leave to serve the Princess And see the Virtues of her Lord and her I shall have hope to live Areth. Yes live with me Live free as I do she that loves my Lord With thy chast flame Curst be that Wife that hates her Phil. I grieve such Vertue should be laid in Earth Without an Heir Hear me my Royal Father Think not to take Revenge on that base Woman Her Malice cannot hurt us Set her free From all but Shame and Sin King Set her at Liberty But leave the Court for ever You Prince Pharamond Shall have safe Conduct home Phil. Yes Pharamond return Back to thy Spain till then I am thy friend But when we meet again For we shall meet Phar. Yes let me meet thee Prince meet thee to bid Thy native Arragon once more call thee Lord For Oh! Thou hast vanquish'd me Such conquering Virtue Has won thee back thy Crown King And now blest Pair Joyn Joyn your Hands in one Enjoy Philaster This Kingdom which is yours And after me Whatever I call mine Let Princes learn By this to Rule the Passions of their Blood For what Heav'n Wills can never be withstood FINIS THE EPILOGUE Spoken by a Girle LAdies to supplicate our Plays success Hither I am sent a small Embassadress Once our Philaster was a Lady's Play And if in the last Age so warm a Ray From that high Sphear the glittering Boxes shin'd Shall Beauties bright Succession be less kind If he pleas'd then he must your Favour share For Goodness is entail'd upon the Fair. I would implore the Mens sweet kindness too But I 'm too Young for their dear smiles to sue Beside what hopes has my weak Eloquence My slender Oratory feeble Sense Perhaps I may speak Reason three Years hence Then a soft Story whisper'd in your Ear Would be a Tale you wou'd be glad to hear However though I am too young a Face Kind Gallants in your Eyes to hope for Grace Yet for once let me my request obtain I beg this Play may live nor let me beg in vain Nay Sirs if nothing else your smiles can buy Be but so kind out of meer Policy To grant me my first suite On these Conditions That I may one Day grant you your Petitions
her Love to me by that Bel. Scarce like her Servant but as if I were Something allied to her Or had preserv'd Her Life three times by my Fidelity As Mothers fond do use their only Sons As I 'de use one left to my careful Trust For whom my Life should pay if he met harm So she does use me Phi. Why this is wondrous well But what kind Language does she feed thee with Bel. Why she does tell me she will trust my Youth With all her loving Secrets and does call me Her pretty Servant bids me weep no more For leaving you she 'll see my Services Rewarded and such words of that soft strain That I am nearer weeping when she ends Than e're she spake Phi. This is much better still Bel. Are you not ill my Lord Phi. Ill No Bellario Bel. Methinks your words Fall not from off your tongue so evenly Nor is there in your looks that quietness That I was wont to see Phi. Thou art deceiv'd Boy And she strokes thy head Bel. Yes Phi. And she does clap thy cheeks Bel. She does my Lord. Phi. And she does kiss thee Boy ha Bel. How my Lord Phi. She kisses thee Bel. Never my Lord by Heav'n Phi. That 's strange I know she does Bel. No by my life Phi. Why then she does not love me come she does I bad her do it I charg'd her by all charms Of love between us by the hope of peace We should enjoy to yield thee all delights Naked as to her Bed I took her oath Thou should'st enjoy her Tell me gentle Boy Is she not paralless is not her breath Sweet as Arabian winds Are not her Breasts Two Sunny Banks of Paradise Pillows For Revelling Love to melt a Soul in Extasies Is she not all a lasting Mine of Joy Bel. I now I see why my disturbed thoughts Where so perplext When first I went to her My heart held augury you are abus'd Some Villain has abus'd you now I fee To what you tend fall Rocks upon his head That put this to you 't is some subtle train To bring that noble Frame of yours to naught Phi. Thou think'st I will be angry with thee Come Thou shalt know all my drift I hate her more Than I love happiness and placed thee there To pry with narrow eyes into her deeds Hast thou discovered is she faln to lust As I would wish her speak some comfort to me Bel. My Lord you did mistake the Boy you sent Had she the lust of Sparrows or of Goats Had she a sin that way hid from the world Beyond the name of Lust I would not aid Her base desires but what I came to know As Servant to her I would not reveal To make my life last ages Phi. Oh! my heart This is a salve worse than the main disease Tell me thy thoughts for I will know the least That dwells within thee or will rip thy heart To know it I will see thy thoughts as plain As I do now thy face Bel. Why so you do She is for ought I know by all the Gods As chaste as Ice but were she foul as Hell And I did know it thus the breath of Kings The points of Swords Tortures nor Bulls of Brass Should draw it from me Phi. Then 't is no time to dally with thee I will take thy life for I do hate thee I could curse thee now Bel. If you do hate you could not curse me worse The Gods have not a punishment in store Greater for me than is your hate Phi. Fie fie so young and so dissembling Tell me when and where thou didst enjoy her Or let plagues fall on me if I destroy thee not Bel. By Heaven I never did and when I lie To save my life may I live long and loath'd Hew me asunder and whilst I can think I 'le love those pieces you have cut away Better than those that grow and kiss those limbs Because you made 'em so Phi. Fear'st thou not death Can Boys contemn that Bel. Oh what Boy is he Can be content to live to be a man That sees the best of men thus passionate Thus without Reason Phi. Oh but thou dost not know what 't is to die Bel. Yes I do know my Lord 'T is less than to be born a lasting sleep A quiet resting from all jealousie A thing we all pursue I know besides It is but giving over of a game That must be lost Phi. But there are pains false Boy For perjur'd Souls think but on those and then Thy Heart will melt and thou wilt utter all Bel. May they fall all upon me whilst I live If I be perjur'd or have ever thought Of that you charge me with if I be false Send me to suffer in those Punishments You speak of kill me Phi. Why who can but believe him He does swear So earnestly that if it were not true The Gods would not endure him Rise Bellario Thy Protestations are so deep and thou Dost look so truly when thou utterest them That though I know 'em false as were my hopes I cannot urge thee farther but thou wert Too blame to injure me It troubles me That I have call'd the Blood out of thy Cheeks That did so well become thee But good Boy Let me not see thee more something is done That will distract me that will make me mad If I behold thee If thou tender'st me Let me not see thee Bel. I will flie as far As there is Morning e're I give distaste To that most honoured Mind But through these Tears Shed at my hopeless parting I can see A world of Treason practised upon you And her and me Farewel for evermore If you shall hear that â—â—â—row struck me dead And after find me 〈…〉 there be A Tear shed from 〈…〉 memory And I shall rest at peace Exit Bel. Phi. Blessings be with thee What ever thou deservest Oh where shall I Go bathe this Body Nature too unkind That made no Medicine for a troubled Mind Enter Arethusa Are. I marvel my Boy comes not back again But that I know my Love will question him Over and over how I slept wak'd talk'd How I remember'd him when his dear Name Was last spoke and how when I sigh'd wept sung And ten thousand such I should be angry At his stay Enter King K. What at your Meditations Who attends you Are. None but my single self I need no Guard I do no wrong nor fear none K. Tell me have you not a Boy Are. Yes Sir K. What kind of Boy Are. A Page a waiting Boy K. A handsom Boy Are. I think he is not ugly Well qualified and dutiful I know him I took him not for Beauty K. He speaks and sings and plays Are. Yes Sir K. About eighteen Are. I never ask'd his age K. Is he full of service Are. By your pardon why do you ask K. Put him away Are. Sir K. Put him away h 'as done you that good service