Brother has no ends beyond his Honour it cannot be he should forget mine and his own injuries or so bury a Brothers and a Fathers loss but if absence can do all this yet his Honour is with him and that may tell him how glorious in story a Slave appears whilst he keeps his Honour and how mean and poor that Prince is that sells it for his passion Facertes aside Excellent Maid Madam I am sorry my discourse displeas'd you Cicil. I would I were with him or I would I could but write to him Facert. Madam if you 'le please to write I 'le deliver it him Cicil. No Sir that would be too great a trouble for I believe those Occasions which drew you hither are of more consideration then a letter Facert. None of such importance as to serve my Prince 'T is true I have a Comrade a Prince that has disguis'd himself into that condition and is resolved under that private habit to see the world a scurvy Accident befel him to day upon the Mole at the Slaves Mart where he 'scaped hardly with his life some wounds he has too which will retard him I fear till my return Cicil. Was it not this morning a young man brown-hair'd Facert. Yes it was about a slave he saw and fell in love with and while he stay'd for money to redeem her another bought her I was not at the beginning but I thank my fate I came time enough to his Rescue Cicil. Is he safe then Facert. Yes Madam but so impatient for fear some violence should be offer'd to her I am now going in search of her for I know he 'le find no Peace till he has gain'd her freedom Cicil. Is he a Prince say you and in love with that Slave Facert. Yes Madam and now his soul labours in pain to know what condition she is of but I hope his flame is made of young mens fire such as will not last Cicil. Why do you hope so Facert. Because I have the honour to be his friend and though I serve his passion yet I should be loath to see him continue his Love for a Slave that has nothing but miseries for his Honour to work upon Cicil. A Prince then all my Prayers fall not to the Earth nor lose their way 'twixt heaven and my miseries Facert. Your prayers Madam how under pardon are you concern'd in his love or birth Cicil. You are a Souldier and by your honour I conjure you you are a Sicilian and now I le take the power you gave and command you or by my Brother and his friendship I enjoyn you Facert. What Madam Cicil. Nothing nothing ye gods whither am I falling down She stops and turns from him down Woman All the pleadings of my Sex be gone I will not be a slave to my Passion Facert. Nor will I be so rude as to press a Secret from you yet your Brother Madam should not serve you more faithfully nor more willingly then I Cicil. I must not no I will not yet I durst tell you but 't is not like Cicilia nor the Laws that she has ever followed Facert. Madam your name has given Laws and Cicilia's Acts have ever stood Examples as unquestioned as unimitable and by your self I beg this trust Cicil. Then as you are a Souldier take it and protect it I know no guilt why should I fear I was that slave he fought for and I rejoyce the man I honour is so favoured of the Gods Facert. O Madam this is a blessing beyond my hopes dare you trust me to discover who you are I 'le first sound whether his Love aim with honour and by degrees work upon him till I have found the secrets of his heart he shall despair too and in fear spend some days But at length dare you not let him know there is a hope pray leave it to me I 'le see all the Laws of Love observ'd he shall doubt and hope and you shall defer his Joys But still She walks and looks down he follows her I 'le wish your Love may increase too for I know he 'le deserve it Cicil. Sir I have not said I love nor will not till I hear him say so first I confess I hope he loves and what that hope can be call'd I acknowledge Facert. Then all my Joys are full Nay my Sister you must not turn away Cicil. Sister Facert. Did I say Sister Cicil. Yes and if my Ears abuse me not this morning you call'd me sister Facert. Then I 'le hide my self no longer from thee and since you could confess to a stranger you hop'd he loved I claim so He pulls off a patch from his eye He shews her a Ring much trust as to confess you love will this satisfie you who I am I mean to give it to the Prince Cicil. Oh my Brother why did you hide your self from me is it true you told of your self are you in love shall not I know your story that I may rejoyce in your joys Facert. Thou shalt know all but let me not now defer the Prince's joy who waits without and suffers in the doubts which longing love brings Cicil. The Prince without is that a truth pardon me for since you have deceiv'd me once it is lawful to suspect Facert. Yes and there is another truth which I durst not discover till thy love warranted it me But now know the man thou hated'st is the man thou lovest for Virgilius is that Prince but when thou hast made an acquaintance with him thou wilt confess thy ignorance only could hate him Cicil. Virgilius then I am miserable Facert. Do not say so but take a Brothers knowledge of him I have tryed him friend and enemy and by both find him pure and I conjure you give me your griefs and believe my love before your hate of the man you love Cicil. Is it Virgilius then Facert. By thy self it is he Cicil. Swear not unworthy witness the Gods that saw and piti'd not my griefs with what pain I lost thee yet that was nothing compar'd to this affliction that finds thee thus Go boast to thy friend what success thy treachery assisted by a Brothers interest has gain'd upon a Sister o'recome with misery Facert. Why do you accuse me thus have I injur'd you is it a fault to tell you your opinion wrongs a gallant man Cicil. Were he a God and his friendship of so sovereign a nature it would protect us against their rods when with a plague they make a curious search amongst men were he this yet in thee and me 't were sin to sacrifice to him and I would sooner oppose that plague which only wounds my mortal part then meet Virgilius as a friend Facert. Why do you conclude me so unworthy as to call him friend without a satisfaction Cicil. Thou art not Facertes he knows there can be no satisfaction did he not ruine our Country fell not my aged Father under a Roman sword is not Lucius
and if deep enough bring a certain Cure Phil. This way Gentlemen Hip. We shall follow Sir Exeunt omnes ACT. II. SCEN. II. Enter Eucracia Leucanthe Dion Gillippus Cremnofeild and Zenon Leuc. NOble Gillippus thus to venture your self and fortunes in our hazard is an obligation we know not how to pay for the preparation you speak of brings our certain ruine if by treaty we cannot appease his fury Gil. Pray Madam from whence springs his anger Euc. 'T is just you know the cause of this War that thus venture your self into the dangers of it this Island blest beyond our Neighbours with a fruitful peace drew us into a consideration how we came to be so happy and in the search we found Ambition had no dwelling here for our custome admits no one man chief which kept all from that sin our Government is here in the hand of a Priest and Judge which are chosen by lot not faction and their power remains to them during life if they obey our Laws the breach of one of which Laws has begot this danger for when our Predecessors made their vow to peace a Law was then enacted to prohibit our taking Arms but in our own defence Leuc. This Law the King credits not for when we return'd it as the Reason that forbad us to yield that aid to him he then implor'd he says we urg'd it but to hide our Treachery and concludes we assisted his Enemy because we would not fight for him so that now having labour'd through that storm that threatn'd Sicily his rage bends this way Dion And at a time when we have neither Arms nor Counsel to defend us now Madam the punishments your Fathers have call'd down pursue us banish'd for abusing the Oracle and trust repos'd in them Theagines being chief Judge and Memnon chief Priest of this Island their Counsel and your Brothers swords were aids which we shall best finde when to our despairs we feel the want Cremn. Yet let us not quit our selves when we must fall the dearer we sell our lives the greater fame will wait us nor have our men forgot to fight though we have left to invade Gil. Spoke like a Souldier How is the Town fortifi'd towards the Harbour for there your danger will begin Cremn. 'T is no regular Fortification yet 't is in defence Gil. Madam I beseech you remove your fears they are ill omens here Speak Courage you know not what Miracles we may act the night comes on apace pray retire to your rest while Cremnofeld Dion and my self go set the Watch and provide for the entertainment of these strangers that come so rudely without inviting Euc. We 'll go and joyn our strength of prayer with our Arms which I hope will protect us though they fail to conquer them Gil. I 'll but order my Galleys to joyn with yours and be ready in the Harbour to board 'em as they come stragling in then I 'll meet you upon the Guard Dion Eucratia is the Word to night Farewell Ex. all but Gil. Gil. Farewell shallow Fools Think ye Gillippus will sell his bloud for airy honour No 't is Revenge or the satisfying some other Lust engages me therefore I 'll to my Galley and while this dark protects us command Zenon to lanch from the Harbour and in a little Creek ly loose and undiscover'd with his Galley 't is wisdom to secure a Retreat nor will I again put my happiness in the power of Slaves whose Treachery wrack'd my soul and depriv'd me of the pleasures I had promis'd to my self in the embraces of the fair Lysimella but these faces have remov'd that pain for he that like me loves beauty where e're he meets it sows his Love and when he enjoys it reaps his Mistress ACT. II. SCEN. III Enter Lysimella and Philon Lys. WAs the Fleet within sight of Land this morning Phil. Yes Madam they hung about the Isle of Asmarae these four days kept back by contrary Windes Lys. When returns the Galley that came from my Brother Phil. This Tide she puts off Lys. This opportunity then will advance my Design Have you fitted those Prisoners with a Disguise Phil. Yes Madam Lys. Hark what 's that a Lute Are they musical Phil. One of 'em plays and sings Lys. Prithee let 's hear A Song FOnd Pausanes let not thy Love aspire To a hope of coming higher But let thy faith grow under a Cloud Of being not allow'd And still pursue thy Love till she like well To know it but thou not tell Next thy care must be she not perceive Thou believ'st sh' has given leave Thy love and suffrings thus being humbly told And not a sigh too bold Nor with a look speak or let a fear be proud To be discern'd lest thou love too loud Whilest fairly thus thou do'st thy love pursue Pretending nothing due Who knows but that in time her heart may grow To wish thee well whether she will or no By such soft steps as these and slow degrees And ever on his knees Pausanes still shall approach his bliss But not come neer enough to miss But at a distance look and love And see Lysimella far above Yet not wish her descending to my sense Or hope of meeting but by influence Lysimel. Call him hither Now Lysimella arm thyself with Exit Philon resolution that thy sex may not still be call'd weak nor thou yield to thy passion lest this god in a cloud deceive thee and force thee with his yieldings he sings his actions and acts his opinions which makes him a dangerous friend here he 's one that boldly dares yet humbly loves he struck his Master and bow'd to me and when his rage had fill'd his eyes with fire he sighing turn'd and looking this way in languishing streams quench'd their rising flames Oh power of honour that makes this gallant in him and honour in me not to return his love it starts me to find honour pleas'd still to confound our Reason and impose upon us an obedience to her Laws when Nature and Reason plead against it but see they come ACT. II. SCEN. IV. Enter Philon with Hipparchus and Pausanes like common Souldiers Paus. DO thou speak while I collect my self yet do not why should I refuse by my disorder to speak her power if He sees Lysimella and her woman she deserve my love I 'me certain she may command my fears nor is it a dishonour to shake here 't is not I tell thee Hipparchus it is not these are valiant fears and I 'll speak to her even what my heart sends out for by my life all that I resolved of I have quite forgot Hippar. But do not rashly tempt her to a scorn Paus. Scorn Oh no Hipparchus if ever her softness hath felt Loves power she knows his proper language is free prose and their distractions wrap the powerfull'st truth confin'd Verse tells us they are too much themselves nor is he afflicted who can compose his sufferings See where
she stands They kneel Lysimel. Rise your freedom is the bounty of another and the thanks not due to me I sent for you to tell you my Brother is now upon a design for Sardinia but has been staid by cross winds so that you may o'retake him ere he lands in a Galley which this morning is bound for him and in this disguise striking on his party unknown pay his bounty Hippar. Arm us Madam and you shall hear how deep we 'll plow how thick we 'll sow their wounds too but we 'll reap the honour my mistake has lost me in striking against your virtue and now we are friends so that Pausanes and Hipparchus undivided draw I think we shall not easily be o'recome for give me leave to say we are not often conquered but by our selves and then though Pausanes be victor Hipparchus triumphs Paus. We can be grateful Madam though not fortunate Lys. That 's my Q. pray let me be thankful too lest you think I can only counsel it within this Cabinet I believe is in value as much She fetches a Cabinet and offers it to Hipparchus as my person would have yielded at a Mart if it be less 't is the modest opinion I ought to have of mine own worth makes me faulty in the sum for any other consideration take this too She gives him a chain Hippar. 'T is just Madam that you throw this scorn on me for I confess the fault look'd as if I had fought for money which opinion my refusal now I hope will remove Lys. Pray take it why should you receive wounds for me Hippar. I do not let my self out to dangers nor is it my trade to fight wounds and blood are neither my daily labour nor the sweat of my brow they are honours and pay themselves if I have courage 't is a gift the gods sent me freely and as their blessing freely I 'll dispense it Lys. Your pardon Sir I meant no injurious upbraiding for by my life I do not think you faulty if you will not be rewarded yet give me leave to supply your wants Hippar. I kiss your charity Lys. What to give him I know not Oh unequal Law that binds us women and forces me to let him perish because I know how to save him I must not stay I know y' are friends and what the one has is but the others store I wish ye may be fortunate My last words e're I knew what you were Paus. O stay unbind me ere you go and hear my soul labour'd with admiration of your beauties but since I was blest with knowledge of your diviner part all your acts from honour sprung have collected those sparkes your eyes kindled and th' are blown to a flame here here it burns and though this Altar divinest be built upon the meanest earth scorn it not for my offering shall be of the purest love and my sighs shall constant incense breathe Lys. What thou might'st have done I know not but I 'me sure thou canst not now thou hast said too much Go fight fight for thou know'st not how to love Oh woman woman woman still Speaks aside Paus. Not love what stranger then is this that 's got in here and wanders so to seek not love 't is he or cowardize crept in no third cause can beget the fears the tremblings I labour with Oh! teach me how to know him Lys. That stranger when thou meet'st him at the eye thou wilt find he is conceiv'd in fire and in an instant grows to perfect form thence in fullness of time he takes his birth into the heart which is his world there if he prove a healthy love he lives in silence the tongue has no part 'i th birth of gallant loves nor are they long liv'd that make their Exits that way the true births of love know no delivery But where they took their life through the eye this is love thine a short-liv'd passion I fear I fear spoke aside Paus. My passions are no faults Madam when I master 'em when we do not serve them we command admiration or should I yield to 'em could any passion be unbecoming that has so beautiful a cause as the fair Lysimella who I fear has been us'd to such Hecatombs of hearts that my single one being but a slaves might well be scorn'd at your shrine yet if you be that power that my thoughts have worship'd you must confess he that offers all though a beggar sacrifices equal to a King O turn not from me but be She turns away like those gods you bow to which though they give and guard She turns away our flocks yet accept a Lamb Lys. Plead no more if thou lov'st thou wilt prefer me I must not dare not understand I am too much a party to hear him Aside plead Paus. O do not shew the several ways you have to wound may the fire for ever inhabite in those eyes but do not in frowns dart it this way Lys. Be gone then And consider what thou suest for a slave by his passion crowned and a Princess by her inthron'd Paus. Do but believe I love 't is all I beg strike me heaven if I have so faulty a wish as to attempt the unshrining such a power or would live to see your beauty fall from this vast national ador'd condition to make them my petty houshold god O say do you believe I love Lys. Yes yes I believe and fear Paus. O continue that friendly faith I 'll at a distance kneel for 't is a wealth I 'll pray for fight to keep and weep to part with and if that way of obtaining that way of keeping and this sense of Here he reverences and kneels loss ask'd with a whole heart and with a whole heart defended but parted from with a broken one can confirm it all joys She in passion interrupts him and in disdain speaks and leaves him Lys. Peace be gone Lysimella collect thy self for thou art lost O ye gods would ye had given more or that I had known less of honour Pausanes starts again Paus. Hipparchus my friend I find my misery and conjure thee that if thou out-live us steal some of my ashes into her Urne that in our earth being become equal we may become one Exit Hippar. This is strange yet 't is the best kind of anger and the storm is to friend if I can judge a woman Exit ACT. III. SCEN. I. Enter the King and Eumenes Sortanes Pausanes and Hipparchus with their swords drawn King EVmenes now the Souldiers are landed let 'em be drawn Alarm into Battalia we 'll charge this instant and not give 'em leave at land to collect their loss at sea Eum. They were Gillippus's Gallies that boarded us yet I saw not the Pluto there her brazen Prow had wont with the earliest to bathe in blood her Proserpine King That injury hath brought some fuel to my rage to see they have given harbour to that traytor that twice
Where 's the Prince Virg. Here how fares Facertes Facer. Well onely a little scratch'd Paul Sir I hope you believe I had no hand in this Treachery Virg. No Madam we know the unworthy cause Cicilia What was it Facer. All our Joyes within this minute had a cloud on them and I confess I was afraid it had hid my Sisters faults whilst I fear'd a mistake of Justice had betray'd thee to a Murther yet then in his wounds the Prince was himself and collected I chid my mistrust see he bleeds still do's not that expiate This is twice he has shed it in sacrificing to thy liberty and now to be angry is wilfull and humor not honour Cicilia Do you command Cicilia shall obey for I confess the Prince is Master of that honour I but talked of will you mediate a pardon for the Injuries my Passion threw upon him and I shall joy to find I was mistaken Virg. O Madam do not speak of pardon for your Innocence knows not the way to that Injury I could not forgive But I will not talk for I should hate my self if I had words to express this Joy Paul Ha! The Prince slain and Olympia dead as you love your safety haste hence he whom your Justice has found is the Vice-Roy's Son and its present death if you be taken Facer. No distraction The Galley is ready and waits us at the Mole thither we 'll immediately Sister dare you yet put your self into the Princes Protection Cicilia Yes but not now when I am free I will and as I refus'd at first because it was early so now 'cause it is forced and looks like giving upon the Death-bed and I would be loath to become the Princes Legacy Virg. I beseech you let not a nicity interrupt my Joyes but trust me with your protection till I have made good my vowes to your Brother whose Joyes my Affairs have deferr'd But when you see him possessed of his Country then I 'll kneel for a Blessing in the fair Cicilia dare you bid me hope Cicilia I promise to do what honour shall warrant me and when these wounds are heal'd I shall not call it weakness that makes me yield to my passion Facer. This Cloud is blown over by Fate and now I 'll smile and prophecy through all our wounds and tears a joyfull issue Virg. We 'll for Sicily first the Vice-Roy being dead they dare not refuse my Authority besides if they do the Army is mine and that shall secure Facertes Madam what Commands have you to enjoyn me that I may return this favour Paul When you appear'd a private Man and compass'd with dangers you had a power here which now is turn'd to duty and I beg a protection in your company for the Prince was known to have an Interest here and to be found dead in my Garden will bring a certain ruine upon me For that I am Innocent will be no guard but I shall fall now to expiate my other faults and I confess I would fain live now for I am certain I repent and shall ever sacrifice to the Prince Virgilius as my good Genius Cicilia Sure we shall not deny you a safety to whom we owe all ours Facer. No Complement but this way through the Garden to the Galley the wind is somewhat high Virg. The Clouds are black we 'll keep under the shore that if need be we may put in upon the Coast of Calabria Facer. Not I as I live Virg. Let me beg that Olive branch sign of Peace and witness He refuses to lead his Sister all I joy more to be thus bound then to have conquer'd Sicily Exeunt omnes ACT. V. SCEN. I. Enter Cilius solus Cilius THe Captain has refused to give me the freedom of her I Love but if the Lieutenant keep his word I shall make him repent it at as sad a rate as I bear my misery 't is not Love sure that afflicts my Heart for I have heard 'em say That it is a soft and gentle Passion which strokes and courts the Mind and his Cilius lies down service perfect freedom for Love is both the Famine and the Food none of these chains afflicts them I have seen Women and Boyes play with this Power 'T is the sport of Virgins and yet their Hearts last Ages Nay they can be false too and yet not lose one Grace nor one Beauty falls Even the perjur'd Lovers weare their quiet Minds and fair Faces still whil'st I pine and wither under these two dayes misery I cannot eat nor sleep since I saw her and my frinds are irksome to me I love loanness and hunt Corners and prize a thought of being her slave more then a Conquest over the world Yet I stammer still and cannot speak sence when my griefs would tell her the story of what I ail I have lost my Courage too of late for by all our Gods I start and tremble when I see her Nay I am a Dog if I do not weep when I behold her no Boy at School has his tears readier then I I could weep like froward Children This makes me mad to find my self abandoned by all the Gods whose ends I cannot guess nor why they send me this new way to misery Enter Lieut. Lieut. How Sir upon the ground up Sir the Souldiers are prepared and expect your presence only to finish the work The slaves too are loose and privately arm'd and when he is once aboard give but the sign and be Master both of him and her Fie Sir what means this dejection up for shame Cilius See Lieutenant I am grown the obedient'st thing that He helps him up ever sigh'd himself away O Lieutenant kind old Friend if we miscarry in this design I am lost for ever for I am become the wretched'st thing thy heart can fancy Prithee pray He leans upon him Lieut. Bondue pray you have found your Man indeed Cilius The Angry Gods to send Men and bold wounds not cowardly thoughts and Women when they will call Cilius to the Earth again Lieut. Death what ayle you Sir Cilius Oh Friend this trouble of my Mind is sent like some new disease to scourge thy Friend and act what sword and sickness could not do and my despair will throw me upon some horrid Crime against which 't is in vain to oppose or Armes or Virtue The Tyrant-Boy Lords it o're my Heart and now he has wounded me will make me kiss the Dart Lieut. Oh! is this it you complain of Let me know Man or boy that dares wrong you By this hilt I will send him on a cold Errand Cilius Thy threats are vain for my griefs are a disease I never felt before The remedy too is hid from Gods and Men the Maid the lovely Maid thou gav'st me Lieut. A pox on her the Wench is she the cause was she not sound Sir Cilius Sound Lieut. I sound by this hand for all that I know she was I am a Dog if I touched
repose here while we watch lest some rude passengers interrupt you Cicil. I cannot sleep Sir I have too many cares and waking thoughts upon me Brother how do's our Friend do Facert. She will not rest neither she seems to be less able to bear troubles then you pray give Example and try to sleep lest sickness find you and add a heavy accident to your other misfortunes Cicil. If the Prince will sleep too I will try to betray my Lies down She and Virgilius kneeling by her thoughts for truly I am weary Virgil. Till you are safe I cannot but I 'le kneel by you are you not afraid of me for 't is my fortune and cross fate that brings you all these troubles and where I am you cannot be happy say Divinest am not I troublesome to you Cicil. Oh Sir do not make me blush to say you are welcome for I grieve more that you are so unfortunate as to have a share in my miseries then that I was unfortunate for I have now no wish but that the Prince Virgilius had no Interest in the cause Facert. No more of sadness now but pray try if you can take some rest Cicil. 'T is not sadness now there is a Joy in this grief and when we are happy 't is a pleasure to recount our pass'd miseries Virgil. What noise is that The Lieutenant and Souldiers singing the Catch Facert. It draws nearer Virgil. Some Bacchanale by their Song whether tends this noise turn back again there 's no way this way Enter singing first the Souldiers then the Lieutenant the Catch of To Bacchus bow 2. Sould. Sir we have seen strange things and therefore let us go Lieu. How now my Friend who would you speak with Virgil. With none of you pray turn and take another Path Lieu. Turn no not we and I advise you not to stop us for we have a world of Sack about us and our way lies this way 1. Sould. Lieutenant by these hilts 't is he that kil'd our Corporal he that fought for the Slave at Naples Lieu. Is it so Look about it may be she is here too Facert. What do you stare at He points to Cicilia Lieu. I look for a thing that troubles you Oh there it lies come fellows we 'le help 'em to carry it Virgil. Away be gone or I 'le make thee curse the time thy erring feet strayed this way Lieu. Draw Mates Sir we dare fight you shall not brave us He winds a Horn at home though you did at Naples Virgil. Draw Facertes these are the same Pirates we charg'd when thy fair Sister was sold at Naples Lieu. Yes yes these are they and we will sell your worships there Lieutenant winds a Horn again Facert. Lose no time for that Horn was a Call and I fear some aid Exeunt Fighting They all fight Virgilius wounds the Lieutenant Facertes kills a Souldier Enter the Captain Virgilius charges him he retires and Virgilius follows him off the Stage Enter Cilius and Souldiers Facertes and he fight They take Facertes Cicilia and Paulina Prisoners Cicil. Though courage be a vertue and beauteous conquest courted amongst men yet murther has no share in either and those that be disarm'd cannot be call'd enemies nor their death conquest and if ever you knew what it was to want it you 'l find mercy and hear me a kneeling Virgin that never bowed to any but the Gods before and save my Brother Cil. And save thy Brother Cicil. If there be any thing that 's dear to thee by that I conjure thee save him Cil. Fair one I have already unfortunately struck against one who now commands my fate and know I do not use to war with miseries or if I could who durst destroy what your prayers protect or what desperate fool hope a safety when your prayers have call'd down his ruine Take his life unbind him and bind me if you cannot forgive for know there is one in Beauty Innocence and Miserie 's so like you that I glory to serve you for 't is a kind of sacrifice to her for whose dear sake had you interpos'd those eyes you had divided us more then seas and would I were able to say too that she were free as well as safe and something it may be I shall do for that liberty too Cicil. May your Prayers your Sword nor your Love never find a stop but such as addes glory to the conquest for being thus good thus merciful Cil. Madam I cannot talk Souldiers carry these to the Captains Quarter and with your lives protect them from all insolence let them be apart with the Romans and stay with them till I come Your pardon Madam I must hence lest this accident discover a Plot whose good success may make me capable to serve you if it miss it brings a ruine where I must love and cannot hope return Sir you that know so well how to deal wounds I am certain will forgive them Facert. Sir I never hated the person of mine enemy much less you that have proved a friend Cil. I dare not stay your pardon Be careful of your charge and do you hear be speedy and meet me at the Captains Quarter my peace dwell for ever here Exit Cilius Enter Captain wounded leaning on a Souldier Capt. I am paid how the slave has notch'd me Sould. How do you Sir Capt. How do I why thou seest I am spoil'd a douzen of Surgeons will scarce repair me how now what are those Sould. Prisoners Sir Capt. There 's some comfort in that come bring 'em away bring 'em away set half a douzen of Surgeons to work Cicil. Oh Facertes I fear the Prince is lost Exeunt omnes ACT. V. SCEN. V. Enter Virgilius wounded Virg. HA gone fool that I was whither did my rage guide me I have fought and conquer'd to my ruine as rashly and unreasonably as beasts forgetting the cause for which I fought they are gone which way shall I take Love either guide me to her rescue or to my grave Exit Virg. Enter Lieutenant wounded Lieu. I am pay'd what a case I am in The Bottle is whole He crys hup and holds his breath that 's some comfort still I live now by the Spirit of sack for all my blood 's gone H 'as lam'd my drinking hand too How shall I stop a Pipe I leak apace and reel as if I were drunk how I stumble dying is a king of being drunk It grows night by my eyes I shall faint ere I get to my Quarter A pox take him that set me abroach he has quite spoil'd my skin a Tanner will not give a groat for it This is the first time that I remember He stumbles and falls I ever fell when I was sober if I die alone I shall be as Melancholy as a lame man in a ditch Oh! for a Beer Glass of Sack or Crab and a Catch to prepare for the Melancholy and a cold grave Enter Tullius wounded Tull. This was my
too Mel. Be pleas'd to urge it as a thing you are displeas'd with and that the Princess made it her complaint and desir'd your Highness would acquaint his Majesty with it and Sir when you have compleated this work which thus nobly you have begun and finish'd your creation command us and our happiness as the Creatures that owe their being to your favour Appius Noble Melintus when I have serv'd you 't will but pay the expectation your early faith gave me credit for Mel. Look Seleucus Sir I hope his ears have not met our words Your pardon Sir I 'll step off ere I am discover'd after I have this night waited on the Princess in the Garden I shall in your Chamber acquaint you with all our proceedings and there hope to hear how the King entertains the complaint against this great man 't is the first step to a Favourit's fall when the Prince will hear complaints of him I kiss your hand Exit Melintus Sel. This Letter will make me seem not to have seen them Dissimulation do thou assist me and I 'll break as 't were from a cloud of thoughts and chance that threw me into this way My Lord the Prince whither so fast with your spoil Me-thinks I see conquest in your eyes How did the Princess entertain your noble offer Do you not finde the path that leads to her heart untrod by Lovers feet Were not her Guard of blushes call'd to defend her against your assault Loves treaties my Lord are strangers to her maiden ears Appius Against impious men the Sanctuary is no Guard else the reserv'd modesty with the priviledge of birth and beauty that wait upon the Princess might have defended her against your saucy flames which too late have aim'd at the top of thy Masters house but that injury was not so great as this that thou durst think thy Poyson would not break her Crystall but with this injurious hope believe she should conceal thy insolence which I 'll spread Exit Appius Sel. Ha! Is 't come to this either prevent this danger or thou art lost Seleucus The Prince is flying with my ruine to the King Thanks yet to his choler that thus has arm'd me Passion is no deadly Weapon we hear her noise before she does the execution and then we arm Now my brain be ready with excuses thy womans weapon to defend me Exit ACT. III. SCEN. III Enter King Appius and Attendants King IS it possible App. Sir if you please but to go to your Daughters Chamber you shall yet finde the storm not laid which her anger rais'd to think such a scorn should be design'd for her King Some one go finde Seleucus and command him hither immediately we 'll take him with us and by all our Gods this poysonous ingratitude that swells him thus ambitiously shall burst him Within Sel. I cannot stay for I have earnest business with the King Are you sure he is not in the Lodgings in your return you shall finde me in the Garden if I meet him there Hold Carillus the Kings here Enter Seleucus King Seleucus Sel. Sir I have been this morning in search of you I have a business for your own ear onely let your Guard attend Sir King Yes it shall stay Noble Appius your pardon I 'll meet you at my Daughters Exit Appius Sel. This morning I have discover'd King So have I that which thou shalt rue fond Wretch Sel. Sir King Impudence with what brow dar'st thou thus meet my fury Think'st thou to scape Art thou again raising new Treasons ere the fire has consum'd the Sacrifice for our last delivery again to put my preservation into the power of a miracle onely to relieve me No thou shalt finde thy ingratitude hath destroy'd my mercy and begot an anger that shall consume thee Seize him The Guard seize Seleucus Sel. That you have the power of the Gods and I am subject to your Thunder is confest but my innocence protect me as yet I know not the cause why it singles me out 'T is true I came to see you drest like Jove for now 't is just you wear your Lightning but not for me who have with longing sought you to deliver the greatest service that ever yet my faith pleaded reward for but why you thus meet me in displeasure Heaven strike me if I can guess nor do I believe I am guilty for you proceed not with me as I were a Delinquent the worst of which are heard ere condemn'd But I see you repent your favours and desire my fall which is the time I ought not to out-live and therefore by this wound I 'll plead my faith and readiness to serve He offers to stab himself King Disarm him Sel. They cannot but when I am gone you 'll hear a mischief my life might have prevented King Hold or I shall conclude thy fear of deserv'd torture makes thee thus by a sudden stroke execute thy self Sel. Fear No I fear but one more than a King trembles at and that 's the Gods and him and to let your Majesty see I apprehend not Torture thus I throw away all dangers that my own act threatens and now Sir be so just as to let me know the cause of your anger e're it strikes King Were not you this morning with my Daughter and there made the traiterous offer of your love Sel. Yes King Yes Dar'st thou avow it and know'st how lately that danger threatn'd our ruine in Silvander Sel. Will you be pleas'd to hear me if I be guilty punish me if not give me leave to tell you a King can onely cure such a wound as your suspition Sir hath given my diligent faith which has ever been watchful in your Majesties service King Speak let him loose Sel. Know Sir though I am amaz'd to finde this news before me I came now from the Princess Chamber drawn thither by an occasion which if you please to lend your ear to I am confident you 'll say I had reason for what I did They whisper King Can you prove this Sel. Can I prove it Yes Sir I can prove it but Jealousie is a Weed whose Root lies so many ways that if once it take growth it is hardly digg'd out and this sad truth if once suspected and never confident is fallen upon me else what I shall say would finde a faith with you but I desire not now to have my words clear me take but my counsel and I shall give your Majesty the satisfaction you desire seem still to frown on me and require not the Princess company this night in the Court the rest Sir in your ear Will this confirm you I am loyal and by several They whisper ways hunt your safety King Come Seleucus this trouble shews thy loyalty th' art my friènd and shalt ever have an interest here Exeunt King and attendants Manet Seleucus Seleu. Yes I will have an interest in the Crown whatever I have in thee and now thou
War with her King Leave counsel and obey Mercy and Justice are specious shews but to obey is your best Sacrifice which if thou offer'st not by mine anger I 'll offer thee Hip. Obey Yes the Gods I 'll obey and strike against all that strike at them Know you command a Free-man one that chose your party and none of that number that was born under you And yet I beseech you Sir attempt not your passage here for I must not betray her safety as to defend her cause weakly King Are you so resolute They fight Paus. O Hipparchus hold Remember 't is the King lift not thy hand against him this Victory will be full of Curses O for strength enough to part them Euc. pursu'd by the Kings party lays hold on the Kings Sword and yields her self Prisoner who amaz'd in passion speaks Euc. This by his habit should be a Commander to him since I must feel the misery of bonds I 'll yield my self Defend me Sir I am your Prisoner my name 's Eucratia King Hold your Swords he that adds another stroke to War shall feel the weight of this Hip. Blest chance King Eucratia Are you Eucratia Euc. Yes and a Princess till thy ambitions King hunted me to my ruine King O Eucratia Soul of sweetness that wretched King see prostrate at thy feet and if thou canst not pardon tread upon my neck and let thy virtues sink me to my Grave there 's something divine about thee which in an instant has from my temples torn the Laurel reward of all my bleeding wounds and from a conquering King made me all thy Slave Command me something Enter a Souldier Sould. Help Sir to save the Princess Leucanthe that 's lost sold to lust and rape if you redeem her not suddenly Euc. Unfortunate Leucanthe I foresaw this danger sad Fate O my Sister Hip. Leucanthe Which way went the Ravlsher O Sir your pardon Sould. I saw Gillippus i' th' Pluto bear her from the shoar King Gillippus 't is false pray Madam remove your fears my self slew him in the battel Hip. O Sir he has abus'd you by some wile for on my life I saw him since your encounter Sould. Let me dy if this be false Euc. O Sir now I claim your offer and beg not Command you will not complete your Conquest and pusue this Ravisher King Souldier thy faith in her cause has been already try'd Do thou provide one of the swiftest Galleys for this Expedition Come Madam we 'll all go to save this Innocent Some one help this wounded Youth aboard and see he want for no care such virtue shines not every where Euc. Sir his courage has oblig'd me and he shall be my care he found me when I was fall'n into the rage of the common people Paus. I kiss your hands Madam and 't is happiness enough that I have liv'd to serve such a virtue as is seated in the fair Eucratia King Command a Cessation of Arms and let all Acts of War cease here for the fair Eucratia is now the Conquerour ACT. IV. SCEN. I. Enter Lysimella and Philon Lysimella in Boys habit Lysimella Urge not his condition I must not so mistrust the Justice of those Powers I bow to as to fear they would leave me to such a scorn a common Slave No Philon if there were not chance in his condition their tongues would have doubl'd under such a Load as Love A Slave's heart would have had too many hungry wants upon it to have found leisure to have begg'd for Love Phil. This under favour is no Argument and though I fear a want in their bloud yet I believe they have wit enough and their craft perhaps took hold of some pity which your Highness shew'd 'm for under favour Madam your mercies were even to weakness and but that I fear to displease you I could say he but returns love This will move her and as my faith and duty thus low bows Aside He kneels so my honour bids me defend you especially when you have so dangerous an enemy as your passion to engage my faith against look but upon your habit examine the nature of this act and you shall find you walk blinded to your honours ruine have you not thrown off your sex the honour of a Queen and now appear cloath'd in blushes and disguis'd with faults but this were nothing if my fears were false which tell me this habit is lin'd with as faulty resolutions nor can you condemn those that know you not if they conclude you have with your sex thrown off your modesty too Lys. Oh! I am lost for ever Phil. No Madam if you stay y' are safer for this attempt by having found your errour I confess to this journey I carry nothing but obedience had you fled to meet a plighted faith through darkest hazards I would have waited on you but when you flie to follow one you know not a slave too that perhaps flies from you Nay grant him a Prince can your honour be safe when you pursue Oh Madam when you were your self and from your Reason collected truth and from that rock would in Arguments give law to Love I have heard your powerful Reasons conclude that a Queen is safer that is pursu'd by a slave if he keep the path of love then the greatest Monarch of the earth could be should she pursue a god and now upon my knees I beg you would not at this rate reward the ambition of a wretch Lys. Oh Philon Philon thou art cruelly faithful and unsensible of my sufferings canst prescribe an abstinence but hadst thou my Fever upon thee thou would'st drink ambition why say he has that Gyant fault yet 't is a glorious sin and without it not one among all the Synod of the gods had fill'd his seat and 't was their fears that made it sin in us yet in Loves Religion 't is meritorious still to aspire to a Mistriss and that love that gives but will take no Laws has call'd it gentleness not savage Nature for a servant to leap even at the heart of his Mistriss yet thus much I 'll satisfie thy faith by the honour of my mothers ashes he woo'd first and in such words as my resolution only could deny and for his nature how stout how gentle how full of honour judge you that were witness of his actions Phil. Madam I see you are resolv'd and then I know you will not want an argument and now I know not whether 't were a blessing or no their protection brought since you believe they love Lys. If thou 'lt turn away I 'll blush and tell thee why I believe he loves thou saw'st his friendship could not divide him from me it made his vertues faulty passions searching with blushing wounds an enemy in his friends breast Oh my Cozen when I think on this and call to mind how for my freedom he stood as if h 'ad been immortal and intending only that let the false Gillippus