He said my Lord his Excellence was resolv'd To be at Court this Afternoon at farthest Const His Excellence his Excellence is an Ass Aside A Fellow full of Honesty Morality Of Loyalty Philosophy and Foolery But I have laid a Bait to try his Morals Ha! Knocking Enter a Servant Serv. Count La Force my Lord desires Admission to your Lordship Const Bring him in Enter La Force Const Friend you astonish me how dare you approach The unhealthy shade of an old blasted Tree None come to me but he who wants a Gibbet And fain would hang himself the decent'st way La For. I was your Friend my Lord when you were honest No sordid Flatterer of Tyranny Before you climb'd the Mountains of Advancement To feed on Winds as Spanish Horses do Const My Lord you love those Winds as much as I do And hate the Fogs that haunt the dirty Vales. La For. That Dirt is bred by Tempests from above From Clouds of Tyranny where you have liv'd And torn the Kingdom by the thundring power Of Constable of France Const You wou'd ha' mounted To the same Clouds and made a Marshal's Staff A Witches Staff to carry you aloft Cou'd you ha' got one but you were deni'd it The King might cheaper have burnt all his Forests Than sav'd that Staff for you and your good Friends Set in revenge the Kingdom in a Flame La For. I made that Fire to melt down all our Chains I hate to see my Countrymen abus'd Const Hence with dissembling we know one another You and I wou'd not care our Countrymen Were all to Horses turn'd so we might ride ' em La For. I do deny 't I hate to ride my Country Const But I hate more my Country should be ridden By Cowards in the Army Fools in Council Who can endure to see the honest Industries Of many scores of men plunder'd by Law To feed a Fool who is not half a Man La For. Well is Brisac the Dauphin's Favourite To have your Offices Const So 't is design'd La For. Cannot your Son the King 's great Favourite Whom he created lately Duke of Vendosme Assist you Const He A studious moral Fool A Moth who has so long been fed on Books His Skin is Paper and his Blood is Ink. Insensible of all delights of Man La For. Of all Const Almost of all La For. What does he love Const Only his Book his Friend his Honesty And when the King and Kingdom have occasion He love's his Sword else it might rust for ever He would not draw it to procure himself The Empire of the World he says He needs it not And he call's him a miserable Wretch Who needs the Universe to make him happy La For. His temper differs much from yours Const From mine He walks directly backwards from my Steps I wonder in what posture I begot him Or in what humour Surely I was thinking Of something else and if I was I cannot Imagin how he should creep through my Loins Like Alpheus through the Sea and never season Himself with any relish of my Nature La For. Sure he rush'd from you in a mighty Torrent Const Rather I threw him from me with abhorrence La For. Then you can hope for little and from him Const Oh! Yes I have observ'd in my Philosophy Nature an Enemy to Tyranny Doe's alwaies leave some tender place unguarded About unmatchable vast harnest Animals Where Death may give the World revenge and freedom So this proud Fellow's Spirit more invincible Than Whales than Crocodiles or Elephants Ha's a soft place his Heart which has been wounded By the small Needles of a Woman's Eye La For. Then doe's he love Const He does La For. Whom for Heaven's sake Const She whom all love that wonder of the World Madamoiselle de Guise La For. that beautious Creature And what success ha s he Const They are contracted La For. And no one hear of it Const He keep 's it secret I know not why but such ha's been his humour La For. And what of this Const The Dauphin is his Rival La For. Ha! Then is she the talk't of hidden Beauty The Dauphin make's secret addresses to Const The same La For. Good Heaven What doe's the Dauphin mean Is not the match with Burgundy concluded Const It is and therefore is this kept so secret By the King 's strict Commands who strove to break it But cou'd not La For. How came you to find it out Const A Servant of my own happen'd to love Madamoiselle's chief Woman and sole Confident Whom I perceiving always vext and thoughtful With a Face full of Guilt strictly examin'd And got it out of him and how his Mistriss And he design'd to ruin my Son's Interest And raise their Fortunes by this greater Marriage La For. Here was a Mine cut to your Hand already Const It was I pardon'd him bid him proceed Because he serv'd in it his Prince the Dauphin And I woul'd join with ' em Whilst I was plotting Fortune which always take's into her Favour A hundred Villains for one honest Man Gave my Design a noble rise brought news To Court that whilst my Son quartered at Metz He and the fair young Princess of Lorrain Had charm'd each other La For. This inconstancy Wou'd enrage Madamoiselle de Guise to madness For she is the haughtiest young Woman living Const Yes had you seen her Letters you wou'd say so My Instrument her Woman always brought 'em to me I 'de see if they were fit to go at opening 'em I thought I had untied a Witch's knot And let a Tempest out La For. And you I warrant Answer'd these Letters in your Son's hand counterfeited Const Exactly guess'd I stop't the good Fool 's Letters Wherein the Wretch prov'd himself very innocent And in their room I sent my forged ones to her Wherein I made my Son own the inconstancy Desire a mutual release of Vows He wou'd give her the Glories of the Dauphin If she 'd give him the beauties of his Princess La For. Did she not tear the Letters and her Hair Const Yes and her Flesh and to compleat her madness I brib'd some cowardly Officers my Son Had thrown out of his Army to attest All my false Letters said and more how he Spoke of her openly with much contempt La For. Was ever a design manag'd like this The Dauphin after this sure had small difficulty To press her to accept his Love and Glory Const That you may guess La For. What are they married then Const They were the other night in such great Privacy The King scarce know's it yet La Force But can the Dauphin's Amour be wholly hidden from your Son Const No but he nere distrusts his Mistriss's falshood He only think 's her jealous and sent Messengers T' appease her anger whom she wou'd not see La For. Most excellent Const Now when my Son returns I will charge all my tricks upon the
She vanishe's in Lightning and in Thunder But there 's a Slave I know not who he is A hidden Slave who find's her Flesh and Blood Bris Oh! say not so Sir Dauph I have proofs of it But I 'le have more I l'e rifle all her Cabinets I 'le râ—ck her Servants nay perhaps rack her Why shou'd I not She has tormented me Along with me Exit Bris This Prince though young and brave And Heir of France how wretched is he hated By his lov'd Wife his Father and all France Our envy never wou'd great Men pursue If their great Plagues and Passions too we knew Exit Finis Actus Primi ACTUS SECUNDUS Enter Louize and La Guard La Gua. VVOu'd I had never medled in this Business Aside Lou. Come's he to Court to Day La Gua. The Duke of Vendosme Lou. You might have answer'd me without impertinently Naming a Name so very unpleasing to me La Gua. Ah! that 's not true that Name if she were dead Call'd 'ore her Tomb would raise her up to Life Aside Yes Madam He does come Lou. Oh! then will be Aside The mighty parting pang does he come married Not that I care I ask for curiosity La Gu. Ah! pride her heart is breaking tho she hide 's it I know not Madam Aside Lou. Go and ask your friend La Gu. I was now talking with him Lou. Call him hither La Guard brings in the Constable's Secretary Well do you hear yet if the Duke of Vendosm Be married to the Princess of Lorraine Secre. 'T is thought so Madam Lou. Did you ever see her Sec. Oft I have oft describ'd her to you Madam Lou. It may be so I never think of her What is she handsom Sec. Judg'd by all the greatest Beauty in the whole world next your Highness Lou. How tall is she Sec. She is Lou. Well 't is no matter Did you ever see the Duke and her together Sec. Who rather ever saw'm asunder Madam Since their acquaintance Lou. And did you ever hear him Make me the Subject of his campe-discourse Sec. Only in wondring how he came deceiv'd Into the opinion that you were fair T is true he said the Princess of Lorrain Was so extravagantly beautiful After the sight of her no other woman Could be endur'd his cashier'd Officers Can tell you more at large Lou. Yes they have told me Leave me here was the excellent Man pretended Such virtue How wou'd the Dissembler talk Talk like an Angel La Gu. Yes and look like an Angel He is the loveliest Man mine eyes er'e saw Lou. Go burn his Picture Ha! the Dauphin here Enter the Dauphin Daup. Ha! Have I catch'd you again at your devotion To your Soul's Idol quickly give it me Lou. Oh! You delight to shew the Giant strength Of your young Conjugal authority What will the Monster do when grown Daup. This Hercules Shall strangle biggest Serpents in its Cradle The Picture come Lou. What Picture wou'd you have A Map of jealous Italy or Spain Look in your bosom ther 's a most exact one Daup. Give over its dangerous trifling with me Lou. Nay if you threaten threaten those that fear Your threats are lost on me Daup. Then I entreat Lou. Then I do grant There take the Picture Sir La Gu. Oh! she ha's given it him Now all will out Aside Daup. What 's this The Sister of the Duke of Burgundy Lou. I hate my self for this deceit but more Aside The Man that make's me such an odious creature Daup. Was this the cause of all your secret sorrows Lou. Death wou'd be easier to me than lying Aside If I cou'd bear a mortal wound in honour Yes there 's the Princess Sir that has your love In me you married but your haughty Will Which madly drove because it was oppos'd And now the brittle corner of your heart Which kept some love for me is broke and all The Vapour fled and now you see your errour La Gu. Rarely come off Aside Daup. And have I wrong'd thee so I am a Brute and thou art a bright Angel No wonder Heaven has blasted the unnatural And horrid mixture of a Brute and Angel Yet there is manhood in the ruines of me I was a Prince before that dog my Jealousie Fastned upon me and tore me into this shape Lou. Oh! you wou'd hide your kindness for that Princess Under the Veil of Jealousie Daup. I hide My kindness for her I 'le proclaim my hate to her I 'le pave the streets of Paris with her Pictures The day I make my happy Nuptials publick Nor will I dart the thunder of my Vengeance On a thin shadow only and so lose it I will make Burgundy the seat of misery That Malefactors shall be banish't thither When they deserve worse punishment than Death Lou. Oh! what a change is here your Head will grow Giddy I fear with turning round so fast And you will fall again from this high Love Daup. Oh! Never Never Lou. Yes in little time I shall be call'd the Helena of France Fatal Incendiary inchanting Mischief That brings your Father's Curses on your head The Curses of all France Daup. Thou art all Blessing And Heaven rain thee down upon my head Soft as a flake of snow and full as cold But yet thy coldness sets my Blood a burning Lou. This is a present humour put in motion Weak was the Philter from my eyes you drunk It only works when some wild passion shakes you Daup. No more I love and bow my knee for pardon Lou. Rise Sir and be assur'd I will not cannot Make my self more unworthy of your Love Than by a Subjects birth I am already Daup. Excellent Creature thou wert never born But cam'st immediately from Heaven's hands Perfection cannot come from Imperfection Lo. Wretch that I am to hate a Prince who loves me Aside And love a base false Subject who contemns me Exit Enter the King attended A Gent. The King Sir King In posture of devotion To your fair Mistress Daup. Sir I love her well K. Yes I believe you do you love her better Than your obedience to your King and Father Or than the peace and welfare of your Country Dauph My Country's welfare why shou'd Princes marry To make their Country happy give themselves Most cursed Nights that Slaves may have good days Will any Subject marry a damn'd Wife Only for Wealth and give his King the Portion That match with Burgundy was the advice Of some old cowardly covetous Counsellors Who fear the Souldier in few Months shou'd spend What they have all their Lives been cozoning for Or that their paltry issue shou'd be kill'd And n'ere enjoy their Father's Knavery For 't is the constant Creed of most old Fools That they enjoy their Wealth when they are dead In the damn'd silly Persons of their Sons When the young Fools themselves do not enjoy it From all these Knaves I will defend your Honour K. Win your self honour you have
Dauphin Nay more perhaps I 'le say he whore 's the Lady And then the Dauphin envie's him and hate 's him For sawcily outshining him in Arms. Fortune ha's had so very little manners To slight the Dauphin and attend my Son La. For. Here are most gallant hopes of a Rebellion Const Brave hopes For I have spread such lies against the Government Have frighted all the people from their Wits I doubt not but in little time to beg The Kingdom for a Fool and be its Guardian La For. I have a mind to be a doing again Though I 've estate enough Const Oh! damn Estate 'T is useless without power to a great Mind What I may keep a Table and be popular That is feed Fools and Knaves and have no thanks If I cou'd cram an Ox in a Rogue 's Jaws It would not gag him from detracting from me But I may compass Women what o' that If they be newly shell'd from hanging Sleeves They are so tender that they have no taste So ignorant they know not what to do with you If ripe they know too well then what to do with you In short Power is my pleasure Five hundred thousand Livers yearly flow Into my Coffers I have Palaces Exceed the King's yet now thrown out of Power I think my self a miserable Wretch Come bear me Company an hour or two And see how I will flounder in my shallows Like a great Whale I 'le make 'em glad to give me Sea-room enough or I 'le oreset the Kingdom I 'le seem religious to be damndly wicked I 'le act all villany by holy shews And that for piety on fools impose Set up all Faiths that so there may be none And make Religion throw Religion down I will seem Loyal the more Rogue to be And ruine the King by his own authority Pretending men from Tyranny to save I will the foolish credulous World enslave Exit Enter the Dauphin and Louize SCENE A Bed-Chamber Dau. What is the reason of this great unkindness Louiz Unkindness Dau. Yes you are unkind to me You forc'd your self last Night out o' my Arms And when I thought it was to sleep you sigh'd Nay more you wept wept bitterly I heard you Though I pretended sleeping but the Damn'd As soon might slumber in their pains as I. When we were Arm in Arm lock't close together Cou'd any sorrow ere have got between us Had not your hollow Bosom let it in Out of what corner of the Heaven 's blew The Wind that did compose so many sighs And made such stormy weather in my Bed Lou. I will not tell you I 'll in nothing gratifie Him who can think so very meanly of me To doubt my kindness to a Prince I 've married Daup. I do not only doubt but am assur'd You love some secret miserable wretch For I will make him so and in your sufferings If him I cannot find Lou. Oh! in what Chains Aside Have I my self in my distraction bound For Vendosm's falshood has destroyd my Wits The fall of Heaven could not have broke me more Vendosm and Falshood I thought Heaven and Hell Wou'd sooner have been joyn'd than those two words Daup. Ha! are you weeping Lest my fury find Your hidden Lover out I 'le find him out This morn you early rose and from your Cabinet You fetch'd his Picture out Lou. Oh! I m'e discover'd Aside Dauph Then to the Window went and gaz'd upon it Debauch'd the Morning in its Infancy To light you whilst your eyes enjoyd the Picture They mingled wantonly with every line in 't They shot themselves quite through and through the shadow The modest morning was asham'd to open Her blushing eye-lids to behold your wantonness Whilst you contented not alone with looks Did scorch the Picture with your burning Kisses As if you sain wou'd kisse it into Life I lay expecting when th'en livened shadow Would start-into a man and câ—ckol'd me Lou. Oh! you have spoked largely in the praise Of your great Wisdom Kindness Generosity Daup. I think I shew'd my self generous enough I did not rise and tear th' adulterer's Picture Your Body Soul and Reputation Into a thousand Pieces Lou. Wou'd you had Then Death had freed me from your Tyranny Daup. Then you love Death it seems better than me You reward well my slighting for your sake The Sister of the Duke of Burgundy And by that scorn for halling on my head The wrath of Burgundy a War from England The Curses of all France and of my Father Lou. Did you not draw all these upon your self Threatning destruction to my Family And death to me if I refus'd your Love Daup. Oh! You do well to call to my remembrance Those hateful things as if you was afraid Lest I should love you Lou. I am weary of this I 'le hear no more of it Good morning to you Daup. What Will you leave me then Lou. Shou'd I stay here To hold my hand up like a Criminal Before your Jealousie a base born Passion That has not one brave thought of all its race I 'le leave you till your soul gets better company Exit Enter La Marre Daup. She makes me mad Ha! Sirrah Are you here La Mar. Oh! here 's the Prince in one of his mad fits Ther 's no scaping him What shall I do Daup. You are a Rogue La Ma. I am Sir if you say so Daup. Sirrah you are whether I say it or no. La Ma. Yes Sir I am Daup. You are a flattering Rogue La Ma. Yes Sir Daup. A double tongu'd dissembling Rogue La Ma. Yes Sir Daup. Who serve your King for your own ends La Ma. Most certain Sir Daup. And do not care how odious Your knavery render's him so you can get by it La Ma. Most true Sir It has been my constant practice Daup. And when you have gotten all you can by him For new advantages will turn his Enemy La Ma. With all my heart Sir Daup. A seditious Rogue And think there lye no Obligations on you Of loyalty of gratitude or honesty But you will rather side with factious Rogues With such a Rogue as the great Constable Because he did prefer you to the Court Than to the King who made you what you are La Ma. That Sir I 've always done Daup. And do'nt you merit Hanging Sir La Ma. Ay Sir that 's not to be question'd Daup. Ho! Take this fellow here and use him severely Enter Gentlemen La. Ma. With all my Heart and take it for an honour Daup. I 'me sick of Choller still this narrow soul'd This shallow slave cannot contain the half The Gentlemen thrust out La Marre Enter Brisac Daup. Oh! my Brisac give me thy speedy counsel Or else I shall run mad I 've been abus'd Bris By whom Sir Daup. By that beautious thing I 've married I know not what she is Woman or Devil She 's both I think to me she 's a Devil When ever I embrace her from my Arms
are ready for your Journey Du. I 'me ready then Now will I seek some place Where I may nevermore see any thing Like Man or Woman specially like Woman In some dark Forrest will I live whose Shades May guard my Eyes securely from the Moon Because 't is bright and changing like a Woman Therefore I 'le never see 't but in Eclipse Barren shall be the Earth and so bemum'd And mortifi'd with shade not all the Court-ship Nor golden proffers of the Sun shall woe it Or bribe it to one smile because if Flattery Riches and Pomp can gain it 't is a Woman I will want breath e're let the winds approach me Because they 'r like th' inconstant sight of Woman I never will see Summers vanishing dew Nor Winters shining Ice ' cause both like Woman The Dew turn's Air when once the Sun has kiss'd it And Woman in enjoyment proves Delusion Something less real than the dreams of fancy The Ice dissolves under the Sun 's bright smiles And Woman always yield's when glory tempt's And then what e're is built upon her sink's Enter a Servant Ser. Monsieur La Marre my Lord attends without Du. La Marre What has that Fool to do with me Ser. He say's he has a Message from the King Du. He lyes the King would send a wiser Messenger But since he use's the King's Name admit him Serv. goes out and introudces La Marre La Ma. Now I 'le establish a firm Interest in him Aside Your Grace's most obedient humble Servant I am extreamly joyful for your Graces Glorious suceess your Grace ha's done strange Marvels His Majesty has a very vast esteem for you He and I have talk't of you a thousand times Du. I thank you Sir Well to be short good Sir Have you any business with me La Ma. To be short There is no person in the World my Lord More in esteem both with the King and Dauphin And for my own part Du. For your part I mean Sir Have you any business with me La M Business my Lord Only that I 'me your Graces humble servant And so forth and to pay my high respects And so forth and so forth I know your Grace Ha's heard the great Court news the Dauphin's Marriage With Madamoiselle de Guise is now made publick Truth is she is a very curious creature Devil take me if she be not Du. Now I find it This senceless Rogue is put on to abuse me La Ma. What think 's your Grace Wou'd not so sweet a Creature Refresh you finely after a Campagne In short there will be a great Ball to night The King the Dauphin and his beauteous Bride Do all expect your Grace to be a Dancer Du. Plain plain abuse Sir When was I a Dancer My foot shall dance upon no Earth but this Kicks him La Ma. How Kick my Lord What do you mean by this Du. You are put on by some to abuse me Sirrah La Ma. You are put on by some to abuse me rather My Lord I do not understand the meaning of it I shall not put up this Offer's to Draw Du. Shall you not Sir The Duke offers to draw La Marre putts up La M. I shall at present but the King shall know this I am more considerable with the King Than you believe Du. Indeed there are in Court Too many such soft Heads as yours embroyder'd And made State-Cushions for great men to lean on And Fortune often jump's from Heaven upon ' em La M. Soft Heads and Cushions Come my Lord be it known to you His Majesties Servants are not to be call'd Fools and Soft-heads by e're a Peer of you all The King shall know this He 'l not take it well All this is cause I did affront his Father I 'le do his Fathers business for this trick Exit Du. I find all Courts are apt like all great Mountains To breed such little Cattel and these Runts Do often draw weighty Affairs along But oh the Insolence of this Vile Woman To set her fools upon me to abuse me Oh! there is Thunder forming in my Soul Now shou'd I meet my Father and his Firebrands Off shou'd I go and rend the Court in pieces He said he 'd bring me hither his Conspirators I 'le run for fear the strong Temptation seize me Exit The Scene is drawn the Dauphin and Louize are sat in State and entertain'd with Musick and Dancing The Entertainment ended Enter the Duke He sees the Dauphin Caressing Louize A SONG 1. LOng long had great Amintor lain At Celia's feet and wept in vain Not all his Youth his Love or Glory But once cou'd make her hear his Story One smile she to that Youth deny'd For whom a thousand Beauties dyed Chor. Yet all the while fair Celia prov'd So haughty so cruel she secretly Lov'd 2. Still still he bravely bore his Pain With Patience took her proud Disdain Though all her Looks with Wounds did fill him And every Word did almost kill him To see her or to hear her Speak He was content his Heart shou'd break Chor. Yet all the while fair Celia prov'd So haughty so cruel she secretly Lov'd 3. But beautiful Celia now fearing His Heart should grow hard with long bearing Not willing to Lose him Doe's gentlier Use him And drive's away all his Dispairing Oh now brave Amintor no Pitty afford Thou hast got her by Storm now put all to th' Sword To the Altar of Modesty if she wou'd fly It is but an Image and there let her dye 4. Now Celia for Pitty is crying But oh the Delight of that Dying Her Soul cannot shew it Her soul doe's not know it Her Soul in a Rapture is flying Love like the Great Turk in his Pleasures doe's sport With Mutes in the innermost parts of his Court He drives the dull Counsellor Thinking away And himself and his Mutes out o' Breath he doe's play Du. Oh! What infernal Spirit brought me hither I am decreed for Wickedness I shall Destroy that Prince in spite of all that poor Court Houshold-stuff that Imagery about him Daup. Ha! Vendosme there Leave me a while my Love Lou. I will but I will watch you do not hurt him Aside For still I love him spight of all his falshood Exit Du. He 's coming My Heart swells that my Ribbs bend Like Bowes of Steel ready to shoot my Soul at him Daup. Sir you have long sor'd or'e my head but now I 'le bring you down Where is your Commission Du. How My Commission Where it shall remain Till the King takes it Sir in my own keeping Daup. How Shall Dauphin puts his Hand to his Sword Enter Louize Lou. Oh! hold my Lord Daup. What dost thou mean Lou. Oh! to hurt him will pierce your Father's heart I beg you then upon my knees be calm Da. What Storm so rude which such a beautious Halcyon Cannot soon calme Traytor this Angel here Has given thee life But know thou art preserv'd
who go out Du. I want a Sword Const Take mine The Constable gives the Duke his Sword who draws it Du. Now know my Lord I 've once out-witted you I 've div'd into you and I find your Plots You have stir'd up my Army to Rebellion And now you fain wou'd fool me out to Head ' em Const A Guard there Du. Silence Or you ne're speak more I know the Reverence I ow a Father I 'le no more violate you than an Altar But we may wipe away dirt from an Altar And I wou'd free you from this dirty World In whose foul Womb you labour like a Mole And when you 'r dragg'd into the Light of Innocence You are sick like things out of their Element Since no perswasions then can make you Honest Nor keep you Quiet Locks and Walls shall do it Both for my Prince's sake and for your own Into the Chair so with me to the King Const Oh! Slave Du. Into the Chair Const Priest-ridden Slave Who all thy insipid Life hast been transfusing The sheepish thoughts of Priests into thy head Dost know no way but what those wooden Hands Direct thee to Du. Into the Chair Const I heard A Lover once in a Rapture tell his Mistress Her Mother fed on Roses sure when I Got thee I was confin'd to a milk diet Du. Into the Chair Const I 'le not into the Chair Draws a long Tuck out of a Cane I am provided for you Sir a Guard there Enter a Guard Secure this Traytor here he has disarm'd me To make escape Now Sir I 'le handle you Bind him and get the Wrack prepar'd with speed The Guard Bind the Duke Oh! thou Fool Fool ridiculous vertuous Fool I cannot speak my mind I shall betray my self Thou mightst have been King Aside to the Duke Du. A glorious Villain Const Crown'd on that Scaffold where thy Head shall fall Enter one of the Guard Gu. My Lord the Wounded Princess does desire Admission to the Duke she says she has Some things of Consequence she wou'd reveal Const They are guilty then and she is a Strumpet Admit her Enter Louize in a Chair her Woman helps her out Lou. Oh! My Lord. Du. Help her she faints In such fair Ruines Heaven would have lain If the ill Angels had subdu'd the good Lou. Oh! Du. Such a Groan a breaking Sphere wou'd give Lou. My Lord. Du. How does my Love Lou. Exceeding ill And yet not ill enough for one whose sins Has brought such ills on you Du. Your Sins Lou. Oh yes My Pride and Jealousie did ruine both of us 'T was wicked Sacriledge to let hot Rage Melt down your Golden Image in my mind Du. Your Love which never wander'd once from me Where it was born doe's talk of me as those Do of their Native Country's who ne're travel'd I cannot talk or think too much of you The thoughts you Lov'd me once will make me think my self Above an Angel and this sight of you Make me disrelish all the Heavenly Visions I say this openly before the World I scorn to tarry till we meet in Death And whisper it behind the Globe in private Du. Did e're till now two Lovers find such Joys In the cold barren space between two Worlds How do these Pleasures guild the Gates of Death Make pleasant Walkes to lead up to the Shades Const This is the Innocent Pair Lou. Unnatural Tyrant My Soul is often comming to my Wound And seeing you start's back and think 's you Hell Const I find your Wound has much corrupted Blood in 't Lou. I faint Du. Oh! help Lou. Farwell thou Paradise I 'me driven from thee by a Flaming Sword And for the sin of Eve believing Lyes But to a better World than Eve was chas't To Heaven There 's one no doubt for were there none There wou'd be one o' purpose made for you Dyes Du. She 's going She 's gone whilst th' iron Hand Of Death broke this fair Diamond in pieces What Sparks flew round each Richer than a World Enter the Dauphin Daup. What do I see Oh! Torment Torment Hell How durst you suffer this Const Sir she desir'd Admission on pretence she wou'd Confess And only came to Dye in his Embraces Daup. Oh! Hot Egyptian Lust a Lust which burn's In Damp's of Death and makes the Grave a Brothel Vendosme You till this Moment like a Torrent Have born me down like a small floating Weed But here you shall run under Ground for ever Du. But I shall rise again in Paradise Where I shall mixe with this Pure Stream for ever But Sir you take his Life who gave you Yours Daup. Thou give me Life Yes as the Crows and Ravens Give me my Eyes they dare not pick e'm out Thou Buzzard durst not light on me an Eagle For thy last Perch thou knew'st wou'd be a Gibbet Du. Sir I 'le boldly tell you more In me You fling away the Fortune of the Kingdom Daup. If France's Fortune be so Beggarly Then I do well to fling it on a Dunghil Du. The Crown you hope to Heir hang 's on this Arm. Daup. I 'd scorn to wear a Feather that had hung On such a Pin. Du. That Scorn a Rod shall Scourge Cut from the Cypress that shall shade my Tombe Shortly you 'l strive to make another me Out of my Dust mingled with all my Tears And all your Souls But my proud Dust will slight you My loss is nothing but a World which alwayes Appear'd to me a painted treacherous Whore That lead's to Hell the Fools and Knaves that love her And is a Hell to the Brave Men that scorn her Daup. Sir for the Satisfaction of the World You must confess your Crimes Du. You know us Innocent Daup. How dar'st thou tell me this Dost thou not see That Wrack there Ha! Du. Yes and I see 't is Wood A Limb of some old fallen Son of Earth And I will not be made to speak a Falshood By any Sons of Earth or Sons of Kings Daup. Intollerable lead him to the Wrack Exit Duke with a Guard Const You see how faithfully I 've serv'd you Sir Daup. Against your Son Const Yes Sir I 've gone indeed Against the stream of Nature to serve you Daup. Can I then think thou wilt be true to me If thou could'st go so easily to Mischief When thou wert shackled with the Chains of Nature How swiftly wilt thou run when thou art free Know Fool I 've made thee work thy own destruction I 've thrown thee at thy Son and made you dash Each other in pieces like two Earthen Vessels Con. Ha! did you mean by Favours which you promis'd me Only to make me Hangman to my Son Da. Princes no more shou'd keep their words with Villains Than Priests with Hereticks Const Oh! Horrour horrour I have fed your Revenge with my Blood 's Quintessence The Blood of him I got in my hot Youth And now you break your League and seek my Life Daup. I